Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 240 Chapter 230 Nine: Thank You
Zhang Hugua went to the Ping'an Fair, bought two catties of meat cheaply at a meat stall in the lower market, and then went home.

When he got home, he put the meat in front of Mrs. Deng, and put the rest of the copper plates down with him. Without saying much, he just said: "My son has gone to collect firewood!"

He took the hatchet and went up the mountain without looking back.

Mrs. Miao was sitting at Lao Deng's feet doing needlework, and Mrs. Deng was talking with a stone egg in his hand.

The two were taken aback by Zhang Hugua's words, and Miao subconsciously said, "He really got money to buy meat? But what's wrong with looking at it? Why did you take the initiative to go to collect firewood today?"

Where did he go back to the town? Didn’t he feel tired when he came back from the town, and he was going to lie on the bed like a dead dog. Today is fine, and he went up the mountain without taking a breather?

Is it raining red?

Old Deng's eyes moved slightly, he glanced at the copper plates of about ten or so, and suddenly smiled, "Take the meat, and stew it for dinner, I haven't seen the smell of meat for several days, Shidaner And Zaohua are both hungry."

"Hey!" Mrs. Miao replied, but murmured why Mother wasn't surprised at all.

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The rain stopped last night. After one night, the official road became dry and less muddy, so it was no problem to drive.

So those escorts had breakfast, paid their bills and hurried on their way, and the rest of the guests also started to leave one after another before noon.

Only the young couple continued to live with their servants, without saying that they would check out and pay the bill.

Song Qiu was busy with the work in the kitchen, and outside the back door to breathe, he saw the young man personally supporting the woman with a big belly for a walk by the river beach, and the two servant girls followed closely behind.

The belly looked like it was about to give birth. At this time, it was still on the road, so it made people wonder what to say.

But everyone has their own privacy, and she can't control it.

Thinking that the egg dumplings and shredded chicken wontons that he had made this morning were agreed upon by the customer, Song Qiu went back to the kitchen, planning to simmer a pot of stewed chicken with mushrooms and deliver it to the customer at noon.

In the afternoon, there was no sign that the guest wanted to check out and leave. Song Qiu thought that he would stay in the inn tonight, and the village head grandpa hadn't gone yet.

He simply took advantage of the busy closing time of the tea shed, and the big guys cleaned up the inn. Before it was time to prepare dinner, he took a small jar of bean paste and went straight back to the village head's house.

The village chief's wife took her daughter-in-law and granddaughter to do embroidery work, and the east room was brightly lit, and it was fine to sit all day.

But after this point every day, no matter where you embroider, you must prepare to close the needle.

Otherwise, the chicken is in the cage and it will take a lot of eyesight, but the eyes don't care.

So when Song Qiu entered the yard, the village chief's wife and daughter-in-law were picking up the side dishes that were growing well in the vegetable garden.

Seeing Song Qiu coming, the village head's wife straightened up, led him into the hall, and said, "Ah Qiu, why are you here at this time? Is the business at the inn good today? I heard that there were quite a few people staying here yesterday. people."

"Business is not bad. Almost all of the guests from yesterday have left today. There is one guest left. I have something to say to the village head grandpa. After we agree, I have to go back and work on dinner." Song Qiu responded and walked in. , "Is the village chief grandpa at home?"

After the words fell, the village chief who was talking to Mr. Tang in the room had already said, "Ah Qiu is here? I'm here, come in and talk!"

Song Qiu went in, called for someone, and handed over the small jar in his hand, "This is homemade bean paste, I'll bring some, let the grandpa and the village chief grandpa taste it."

Mr. Tang and the village chief have known about Doubanjiang for a long time. The business of Ah Qiu's inn is good, and the dishes are praised by others, all because of this Doubanjiang!
I heard that there are people outside who bought this bean paste at a high price.

Seeing that Song Qiu brought such a pot, it would take a long time to cook vegetables, and the aroma could be smelled through the oilcloth.

"Come here, what are you doing with this precious thing? If you can sell it for money, keep it for money." The village chief was happy in his heart, but said politely.

Song Qiu smiled and said, "I don't give it to others, I just give it to the village chief's grandpa for you to try. It's not much. I just want to thank the village chief's grandfather for reminding me to buy the land last time!"

As he said that, he told about the fact that He Bangfu in the opposite stone village brought people to make trouble and make up his mind.

It rained heavily yesterday, and they didn't go anywhere, so they didn't know about it yet. Hearing what Song Qiu said now, the village chief said, "Then the He family has such a temperament. Fortunately, you have the land deed, Ah Qiu, so you don't mind trouble. Otherwise, it would be a bit of a loss."

"That's right, thanks to the village chief grandpa, you reminded me. My grandma and I are very grateful, so I came here to say thank you to the village chief grandpa."

The village chief waved his hand, "It's okay, it's all in the same village, how can I watch you suffer?"

Song Qiu smiled and said a few words, then changed the subject and talked about another serious matter.

"Grandfather, grandpa of the village chief, I remember that Grandpa Li's house was still vacant all the time, right?"

This Grandpa Li is naturally Li Dahui, isn't the only vacant house in the village his?

At that time, Li Dachui was chased away by Zhang Laodou who suddenly came back alive. He hurriedly handed over the key to Mr. Tang for safekeeping, and told Mr. Tang that if he didn't come back, Mr. Tang would trouble Mr. Tang to hand over the house to him in the future. son.

So now the key is still in the hands of Mr. Tang, and I often let my grandson go over to see if there is any leakage, and whether it needs to be repaired.

I wanted to hand over the key when Zhang Donggua got married, but when he found Zhang Donggua, he said that he was not in a hurry and asked him to keep it for later.

After so many years, Zhang Donggua and his wife have been working in Cheng's house, so Mr. Tang didn't mention handing over the key to him. The key was given to him.

Hearing Song Qiu ask about the house at this moment, Mr. Tang was curious, "It's empty, why is Ah Qiu asking about that house?"

Song Qiu laughed and said, "Didn't you start digging sweet potatoes now? I'm thinking of opening a sweet potato workshop and asking the aunts and sisters-in-law in the village to help with the work. My yard is too small to use it well, and it would be troublesome to build a workshop alone." Besides, there was no suitable place, so I thought that Grandpa Li’s house had a large courtyard and was empty, so I thought about renting it as a workshop, and after I had been busy for a while, I would return it intact and ensure that nothing would be damaged. , grandpa, look, can I rent this house or not? It’s probably right to ask you and the village chief’s grandfather, right?”

She wanted to find Uncle Donggua directly, but Uncle Donggua was not at home, so she had to go to Chengjiazhuang to go.

Besides, she doesn't know whether Uncle Donggua is in charge of this house. After all, it is the house of Grandpa Li who has been away for so many years and hasn't come back.

Since they are from the village, it is not wrong to look for the village chief's grandfather and grandpa.

So, just ask them first.

"Sweet potato workshop?" The village chief was very curious. It is true that they are harvesting sweet potatoes now. Those who have no land in their village have opened two cents of fertile land and can't grow rice. They grow some sweet potatoes every year to make a living.

But isn't this sweet potato just boiled and eaten, so you're full?What kind of workshop can you open?
This Aqiu girl really has a different brain from theirs, why can she want to get all kinds of novelties?

　Cough~ There is a little cute cue explosion, I can only say weakly, in my situation, it is good to ensure stability, two updates and three updates as much as possible~ Well, there is really no way to be like the last one~ Constant updates means persistence .

　　Pregnant with a second child is harder than the first child. Five months feels like seven or eight months. My back is sore and I have to take care of my baby~ Let’s do the math, one thousand words per hour, two changes per day is four Hours, four hours of quiet writing, it is not easy, three o'clock is a big explosion, please understand the little cuties.

　　Whenever possible, I also want to do more!
　　
　
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