Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 508 Chapter [-]: Don't Worry
Song Qiu and A Ling left Huang's house, and yelled at each other along the way. Her family's Shiliu held a housewarming wine, and asked everyone to come to have wine that day.

Let those who have done the work come home tomorrow morning to collect their wages.

Then he yelled all the way back, went up the gentle slope, and entered the door. Old Yuan was cooking noodle soup in the Zhangjia stove.

It wasn't long before Song Qiu and Ah Ling had eaten, and they weren't very hungry, but the gnocchi dripped with sesame oil was delicious, and the two of them still cheered and blew them clean.

After running around for a day, eating and washing, I went to bed.

Because he lived in Zhang's house, even though Zhang Hugua's family was away, the old Yuan did not go to sleep in their couple's house or Zaohua's house. Instead, he slept in his own bed in the west room where his own bed was piled up. of.

It was getting late, and it was rare for Song Qiu to make a fuss, so he and Ah Ling huddled together with old Yuan Shi to sleep.

Tired for a day, I fell asleep when I touched the bed, and slept until dawn.

Opening her eyes, Song Qiu felt that the left side of her body was stiff, and the seat next to her was empty. She turned over slowly, letting her stiff side lean against the bed to rest.

The bed is too small, three people sleep, it is really impossible to turn over, and you have to maintain a posture all the time, it is not strange if you are not stiff.

On the contrary, her grandma doesn't like to turn over when she sleeps, and Ah Ling, who can fall asleep on a tree, has nothing to do with it.

She listened attentively, Ah Ling must have gotten up before the hour, there was a noise in the stove, her grandma was boiling water for breakfast.

Song Qiu got up and was not in a hurry to go out. He just got up with energy and rolled up his sleeves to make out the other bed.

There are still ten days left for the warm house, and they still have to live in Zhang's house for ten more days. It would be troublesome to squeeze a bed all the time, so it is better to pack it out.

After laying out the beds next to each other, Song Qiu stretched his waist and lifted his feet to go outside.

Seeing her coming out, the old Yuan in the kitchen opened his mouth and said, "Ah Qiu, why are you making noises in the room? I steamed meat buns and cooked porridge. Ah Ling hasn't come back yet, so you can wash it first." Eat with a face, the big guys will come to the door later, I am busy and have no time to eat."

"coming!"

Song Qiu responded, and strode into the stove room, and said after entering, "I've made the other bed too!"

When old Yuan Shi heard this, he immediately laughed and said, "I said I'll go to make the bed later, and you can make the bed yourself! Ah Ling was too crowded last night, so he just lay down on the beam and fell asleep the next day. Already!"

As he spoke, he scooped hot water from a jar on the back stove into the wooden basin, then mixed it with cold water, felt the temperature just right, and asked Song Qiuduan to wash up.

"That bed can't sleep two people well, so it's definitely crowded for three people." Song Qiu took the wooden basin and put it on the shelf beside him, "The canopy bed I just bought is big, so it's not a problem for three people to sleep !"

Hearing this, old Yuan Shi nodded secretly when he thought of the newly brought back big beds, and then said: "I think you bought seven or eight that look similar, and there are six more that are slightly smaller. Yes, there are so many beds, so many relatives in our family can live there! There is no need for three people to squeeze into one bed!"

Song Qiu twisted the veil to wash his face, and said, "Of the eight sheets, three belong to the three of us, and the remaining five sheets are for the guest room. As for the other six sheets, they are placed in the front room and the back room."

While talking, she hung up the veil and rinsed her mouth with water. Seeing that her grandmother was puzzled, she said to her: "You have seen it too, our house is so big and wide, it depends on the three of us alone. , I won’t talk about it if I can’t live there, the most important thing is that I can’t clean it! This house is built, and if it’s not cleaned up and cleaned every day, it won’t matter how long, so I plan to buy some people back.”

Old Yuan Shi listened, and was about to say that she was mostly fine every day, how could she not be able to clean it?

But in a flash, thinking of the time she spent going in for a stroll yesterday, walking out from the big garden at the back to the gate, her feet felt a little sore.

It really needs to be cleaned every day, but from morning to night, don't do anything, just clean it.

Thinking about how big the house is, it is magnificent and beautiful, but it is also troublesome to clean it up.

No wonder people who live in big houses are big families!
So why did their family build such a big house?

Wouldn't it be okay if it was bigger than before?
But thinking that her granddaughter wants to build a new house, it's not all for her, for the happiness of her wife, so old Yuan doesn't say that.

She opened her mouth, "Why do you need to buy people again? I see that there are so many people in the inn, how many people come back?"

The money is almost spent.

Counting down the inn, there are thirteen people!

"Aunt Zhong and the others, I have already made arrangements, so I can't share them all." Song Qiu shook his head, "So, this person has to be bought."

"Grandma is worried about the money? Don't worry, I know what's going on! Count the days, Mr. Fang will come to fetch this batch of vermicelli again.

Also, this year's peppers are blooming. I see that there are two large vats and two small vats of bean paste. Mr. Fang, Mr. Lu, and Xian Fulai from Fucheng are all looking at it. I plan to sell one vat and two small vats. There is a small tank, and there is a big tank left, which is enough for my own use of chili red. "

"In addition, the inn's tea shed and dessert shop are earning money every day. This money is available and will not be used up."

Listening to her granddaughter's nagging, old Yuan could not help but feel very pleased with her confident expression.

She brought over the porridge and the meat buns on the plate, "You just know what you want, don't worry about grandma, grandma will obey you! Eat quickly, it will be cold later."

Song Qiu smiled, reached out and took a meat bun and bit it down.

Old Yuan Shi sat down and watched, and quickly asked, "How is it? I can make this meat stuffing, is it okay?"

Song Qiu couldn't help nodding, "Yeah! It's delicious! The milk's craftsmanship is delicious!"

"Eat more if it smells delicious!" Old Yuan Shi grinned, and wrinkles appeared in the corners of his eyes, which were the traces of time.

Song Qiu looked at it, her eyes moved, her son was her grandma's birthday, although it was a small birthday, but she had to think carefully about how to celebrate grandma.

After eating two big meat buns and a bowl of porridge, Song Qiu couldn't bear it anymore, so he got up to collect the bowls and move around.

At this time, Ah Ling, who was sweating profusely, also ran back, and when he entered the door, he called Old Yuan, "Grandma, is there any hot water! I want to take a bath! It's so hot!"

"Yes! I'll sit here for you! Why are you sweating profusely? Hurry up and wash and change your clothes, you'll catch a cold later!" Old Yuan responded, busily busy.

Song Qiu watched, shook his head and smiled.

After a while, some villagers came to the door together.

Her house is big and needs many people. As long as there are free laborers in the village, one counts as one, and they all come to work.

The two No. 30 sons are all old men, talking loudly, and there are women and daughters-in-law who follow to watch the fun. They come to the door one after another, and the Zhang family's yard is suddenly very lively.

There are a lot of people, so don’t all sit. Everyone leans together in twos and threes, sitting, standing, and squatting.

Looking at the brand-new high wall next door, with blue bricks and red tiles, I couldn't help talking about you and me.

It is nothing more than how big, how grand, and how wide the house is.

"This new house looks imposing just looking at it like this, but when it's decorated inside, it won't be so beautiful!" Someone said.

(End of this chapter)