The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 115

Seeing that He Xiner's face, who was still in high spirits, stepped down and her eyes darkened, the smile on Ye Xusheng's face froze, "What's the matter? But it's not delicious?"

Shaking her head, He Xiner didn't know how to express it. She glanced at the pastry box without interest, then turned her head and pointed in the direction of the West Wing.

Ye Xusheng pursed his lips, with mixed emotions in his heart, and remained silent.

He tried every means to be nice to her, to atone for Lao Ye's family, and what he did was far from enough...

He also understands that Erni is thinking about her second uncle and second aunt, but he dare not take the risk. If, what if his grandma finds out, he will never have private money in his hands again. There is nothing Xiaolian can do, he will die of guilt.

It's not easy to disappoint Er Ni now, after thinking about it, Ye Xusheng said: "You eat first, you are still young, your body is important, the family just harvested food, there is nothing important, life is easy.

My eldest brother studies hard, and when he passes the examination of scholar, he will be able to exempt his family from taxes, and life will always get better and better. "

It turns out that there are such benefits to being a scholar!

Thinking about listening to the gossips of the villagers in the field, they all said that this year's harvest was [-]% better than previous years, just like the big brother said that life should be easier.

Well, it's getting better and better.

Seeing her happy again, Ye Xusheng also raised the corners of his mouth.

In the evening, Ye Xusheng took out his coat and put it on He Xiner as usual, then carried the small box with things in his arms, and sent He Xiner back.

It is said that Lao Ye's second house has just finished the autumn harvest, and Lao Ma looked at the eggs he had accumulated, and decided to go to the town to sell them for some oil and salt.

Autumn is busy and tiring, and I can't eat some boiled vegetables as usual. In the past few days, I have used up all the oil and salt, and my heart is so distressed that old Ma wants to scold her.

But there's nothing I can do about it, usually my daughter-in-law is still afraid of her, and it's as if it's been negotiated, and she's working hard to add salt, but she can't control it if she wants to, besides, the old man is so tired that his eye sockets have collapsed, It's time to eat some oil and water.

A total of [-] to [-] eggs had been saved, and anyone who went to the town would not worry about Lao Ma, fearing that others would withhold a few cents.

It was the market day, and old Ma got up before dawn, fumbled to put on his clothes, put on the basket he had packed earlier, and went out.

In the early morning of autumn, when the dew was heavy and the wind was cold, he opened the door, and the autumn wind blew on his body, and the old Ma shivered from the cold.

There was a moment of regret, and she should have ordered her son to go. How comfortable it is to sleep in the bed at this time, and the eyeballs are still rolling, and everyone is like a sieve. I don’t know how to calculate her money!
It was the darkest hour of the day, and old Ma groped his way out, gnashing his teeth and cursing his two daughters-in-law: I knew my mother was going to the market early in the morning, so I didn’t talk about it to make my mother burn Drink water and cook hot meals.

A nest of white-eyed wolves!
Based on his familiarity with the road conditions, Old Qian had no problem walking. When she reached the entrance of the village, the sky turned pale, and Old Ma walked faster. She had to go early and return early, otherwise her daughter-in-law would look at her If she is not at home, she will have to trouble her food.

After all, she was getting old, even if the old Ma was sweating all over, she walked for nearly an hour. When she got to the foot of the big archway in Pingning Town, the sun had already risen very high, shining warmly on the earth.

Old Ma Shi was tired, thirsty and hungry, wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a breath, and walked to the streets of Zhenxi.

All the stalls in the market started their business early. Along the way, sellers of steamed buns, cakes, wontons, and noodles... All kinds of scents rushed to the face. The aroma of the food is even more eager to move, and the gurgles are so joyful!
Old Mashi struggled to look away from the steaming noodle pot, swallowed hard, and didn't dare to look around, wouldn't that be torturing himself.

But I couldn't help but feel embarrassing: the people in the town are really rich, so cheap!Her family can also eat a few bites during the Chinese New Year.

Thinking of the lazy two sons who are about to grow gangrene, not to mention coming to the town to do a part-time job during the slack, earning some money for her mother-in-law, I really don't want to be okay, I hate it when I think of it!

(End of this chapter)