He Xiner clearly felt the change in the atmosphere.
Before her mother opened her mouth, the harmonious feeling was a little false. After her mother opened the mouth, well, the heat was so hot that it was almost boiling.
When did your mother become so powerful?
Why doesn't she know?
Seeing her grandma's happy smile, He Xiner blinked.
Well, let’s eat.
There is no rule among villagers that they should not talk during eating or sleeping. They should still talk as usual while eating.
Isn't that right? When Mr. Wang opened his mouth, the old Wangtou always comforted him. He intuitively felt that his daughter knew the basics. When she felt happy, she started to talk more. First she praised the recipe of potato crispy pork, and then said with some emotion: "
It’s strange to say that during this solar term, there are usually no fresh potatoes, and I don’t know how people grow them, but they can harvest potatoes so early.”
"Who says it's not the case? The potatoes in our garden haven't sprouted yet."
He Xiner raised her eyebrows and looked at her mother.
At the same time, Mrs. Wang also looked over, and the two of them looked at each other.
"Grandpa, I know how potatoes are grown."
The girl's clear voice broke the buzzing discussion, and everyone at the table looked over.
He Xiner chuckled.
Wang also smiled.
Lao Wang's family members were all stunned, not knowing what the strange smiles of the two women meant.
I don't blame them for being careless. In fact, the smiles of the mother and daughter are really inexplicable. They are not polite smiles like talking to others at all, but an indescribable feeling.
The expressions on the two ladies’ faces are a bit profound~
So what are you two laughing at?
Naturally, I lamented the villain in my heart.
She knew everything about Lao Ye's potatoes, yellow garlic, and chive moss, as well as the doll business of their second room, which had never been hidden from her.
And she was never told to keep it a secret.
But the villain is able to keep his mouth shut, which is rare.
He Xiner patted the little cousin beside her on the head and said with a smile, "Cousin, tell grandpa how those potatoes are grown."
"四."
Wang Jinling's child Le Diandian agreed and began to use her good eloquence again. She started talking about building a vegetable shed vividly, and she was so passionate that those who didn't know thought she was not talking about planting potatoes, but planting golden beans.
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However, in the eyes of Lao Wang's family, it is almost the same as Golden Douzi.
But any idea that can make money is a golden idea. If you don't keep it secret, no one will tell others easily.
Lao Wangtou was overjoyed.
The whole family was overjoyed.
I was so excited that I didn't even think about eating anymore. Everyone quickly pulled the food in the bowl into their mouths, wiped their mouths, and shouted to the women to quickly remove the basins and bowls.
"Lao San's boil water to make tea."
"四."
Seeing her grandpa's face turn red with excitement, He Xiner felt sour.
It’s hard for bankers to make money!
"Well, don't take away this shortbread, I haven't eaten enough yet."
In the midst of the lively discussion, Wang Xiangzhong's anxious shout seemed rather abrupt, causing Wang Jinling to giggle, "Are you a pig? How much have you eaten, and you are still eating?"
He Xiner's heart moved.
When it comes to making money, it is better to make money by eating food.
She had previously encouraged Mr. Cao to start a food stall.
But she seemed to be in trouble and had no intention of becoming her own boss.
He Xiner thought about it and guessed about 70% to 80%.
I guess Cao was afraid that if he was doing business alone, he would be bullied.
Well, she has a point.
But this problem was not a problem in her grandma's house.
Lao Wang's family has plenty of resources.
Besides, the whole family is relying on the bean sprouts to make a living, and life is still not easy, just a little better than before.
He Xiner subconsciously turned her head to look at her mother.
Well, my mother's face is rosy, her eyebrows are clear, and she doesn't look like she has a knot in her heart.
Looking at her grandma again, the old lady had a smile on her face, holding her mother's hand intimately, and chatting happily.