Group pet little lucky girl: Jiaojiao bag brings the whole family rich

Chapter 70 Shiro is gone

The courtyard door opened, Fat Miao'er looked out, and there were two people standing at the door, they were old man Zhang and his eldest son who lived at the entrance of the village.

They carried vegetable baskets with frogs in them.

"Little Fat Miao'er, I heard that your family collects frogs?"

Old man Zhang stretched his neck and looked into the yard.

"Yes!" Fat Miao'er nodded, opened the door a little more, and greeted, "Grandpa Zhang, Uncle Zhang, come in and sit down."

"Alas!" Old man Zhang responded, and brought his eldest son into the courtyard, stood in the middle of the courtyard, looked around, and nodded silently.

"This house is nice, with a good layout. How much did you pay for the rent?"

"Fifty Wen!" Fat Miao'er extended a slap.

"Fifty cash per month?"

"Yes!"

"It's not expensive." Old man Zhang nodded.

This yard belongs to the Wu family. The Wu family's daughter-in-law has a bad reputation, and no one in the village likes to associate with her. This is the first time that the Zhang family and his son have stepped into the Wu family's land.

"These are 21 frogs. I caught them with my two sons. You count them." Old man Zhang handed the vegetable basket to Fat Miao'er.

"Don't count, I trust Grandpa Zhang."

Fat Miao'er smiled, took out a small purse, counted out 21 coins and handed it over.

Old man Zhang reached out to take it.

At this time, Wei Shu and Li Xiaodao came over, and said enthusiastically, "Grandpa Zhang is here, don't stand in the yard, come in and sit."

The two greeted each other. They came to the village not long ago, and they had no contact with the people in the village, and they were not familiar with them, except for Zhou Laosan, Chun Niang, and Zhang's father and son, because the bean sprouts they used to make boiled frog these days were in Zhang The old man bought it.

"No, I won't go in!" Old man Zhang and his son waved their hands repeatedly and smiled.

"We plan to take advantage of the good weather to catch some frogs, and the family can also have some income."

The Zhang family has little land, only two acres, and they have to pay taxes. There is not much food left, which is not enough for the family to feed for a year, so they can only buy it with money.

In their free time, old man Zhang and his two sons would find some jobs to supplement their family expenses. Of course they would not let go of such a good thing as catching frogs for money.

"By the way..." Old man Zhang suddenly remembered something.

"Do you want more bean sprouts? If you want, I will let the old woman have more babies."

"She can't do anything at ordinary times, but she is best at making bean sprouts."

Old man Zhang couldn't help but praise his wife. Her wife's bean sprouts were well-grown, big and outstanding, and she was well-known in the village.

"Yes, of course!"

Li Xiaodao nodded as a matter of course.

"We need a lot of bean sprouts to make boiled frogs. Let Grandma Zhang produce as many as possible. The price is still as agreed before, two yuan and three catties."

"Good! Good! Good!"

Old man Zhang nodded repeatedly, smiling from ear to ear. With his wife's proficiency in bean sprouts, one catty of beans can produce at least ten catties of bean sprouts.

A catty of beans costs four cents, and selling bean sprouts can cost at least six or seven cents. Some earn money, and some earn money.

"You guys are busy, we're going back first, and we'll send them over when we catch the frog."

Old man Zhang and his son greeted each other and left cheerfully.

With their father and son leading the charge, soon the second, third, and fourth families came to the door one after another.

There are more than twenty of them, and there are about ten less.

Fat Miao'er paid without saying a word.

"Little Fat Meow, it's so bright!"

The adults in the village patted Fat Miao'er on the head. Looking at her like this, they couldn't help but think of her father, Zheng Chengyi.

He was once a young and promising hero, with a cheerful personality and willing to help others, but it is a pity that he passed away at a young age.

If he was still alive, Fat Miao'er would have to take on the important task of supporting his family at such a young age.

But having said that, the old Zhou family is really blind, and missed such a precious bump.

It's a blessing in disguise, but I don't know it's a blessing, Fat Miao'er's life is getting better and better!

"If my daughter is half of you, we will be content."

The villagers couldn't help but sigh with emotion. They all said that their daughters are good for their own family, but now the daughters of other people's families are really enviable.

"Thank you uncle for the compliment!"

Fat Miao'er grinned, accepted all the words of praise, and sent him out of the house bouncing around.

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In a blink of an eye, the sun set and the moon rose, hanging high in the sky, pouring silvery white light on the earth, the small village was quiet, only the occasional cicadas sounded at night.

At this time, the gate of Fat Miao'er's courtyard was closed.

They had collected enough, 150 frogs, and five people were squatting in the yard, skinning the frogs under the moonlight.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, accompanied by a faint fire.

"Shiro! Shiro!"

"Where are you! Come out!"

"Have you seen Shiro, has anyone seen Shiro?"

Mr. Zhou, Mrs. Zhou, Zhou Laoer, Zhou Laosan, Zhou Zhoulang, and the neighbors of the Zhou family held torches and shouted loudly, looking for people all over the village.

Shiro is gone?
Fat Miao'er pricked up his ears to listen for a while, then hurried to the door, opened the door and rushed out, ran to Zhou Laosan's side, raised his head and asked, "Father, what's wrong?"

"Why do I hear that you seem to be looking for Shiro, Shiro is gone?"

"Oh! I don't know where he went all day!" Zhou Laosan sighed.

Too many things happened today, and the family kept communicating, coordinating, and compensating with the sufferer, so they didn't pay attention to Shiro's movements. As a result, Shiro hadn't come back at night.

Zhou Laosan bent down: "Fat Miao'er, have you seen Shiro?"

Hearing this, Fat Miao'er blinked, she had indeed seen Shiro, but that was a few hours ago.

"Father! Xiao Hei, have you gone to ask the Erdan family?"

Fat Miaoer remembered that Shiro had a good relationship with these two people and often played together.

"Go and ask."

Zhou Laosan shook his head: "They haven't seen Shiro either."

"It's so late, I don't know where I went, it's really worrying!"

"Okay, third child, stop talking!"

The old lady Zhou scolded, and gave Fat Miao'er a hard look.

"What time is it, don't delay, look for it quickly!"

"Shiro! Shiro!"

The old lady Zhou shouted at the top of her voice, and went straight to the entrance of the village along the path.

Looking at the back of her leaving, Fat Miao'er scratched her head, her mind spinning rapidly, a flash of inspiration flashed, and she shouted in a crisp voice: "I know a place, where Shiro might be."

Fat Miao'er wasn't quite sure either.

"Where?"

Zhou Laoer turned his head and looked at Fat Miao'er anxiously.

He didn't really believe her, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't find anyone, and they couldn't give up even a little bit of hope.

"Come with me!"

Fat Miao'er beckoned, and walked in front on short legs, in the direction of Zhou's house.

"Is Shiro at home? I searched all over the house."

Mr. Zhou shook his head helplessly with his hands behind his back.

Fat Miao'er didn't speak, and walked past the Zhou family's old house, and came directly to the firewood pile behind the house.

(End of this chapter)