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

Chapter 85
"Don't be sad, you did nothing wrong."

Fat Miao'er pulled Zhou Zhoulang to a corner beside him, and both of them squatted down.

He stretched out his fleshy little hand and patted Zhou Zhoulang on the shoulder.

"Think about it, if your family's food is sold by your parents and uncles, what do you eat and drink in winter, will you starve if you don't eat or drink?"

"That's true!" Zhou Zhoulang nodded, he was most afraid of going hungry.

But having said that, he still felt a little sad.

"What happened yesterday pissed me off. I just said that we want to split up, which scared my parents into foolishness. I..."

Shiro puffed up his cheeks and turned his head: "Fat Meow, to be honest, I don't want to separate."

Zhou Zhoulang is a bit stupid, his brain turns slowly, and he is not smart enough. Even so, he understands that it is good not to separate families.

"Separated?" Fat Miao'er's long eyelashes trembled.

"No." Shiro shook his head.

"My father and mother were crying and howling, and the third uncle and grandfather helped to intercede, and then grandma agreed to give them one last chance."

"That's not it!"

Fat Miao'er rolled her eyes and snorted with her delicate little nose.

"Don't worry, those who can't separate families, your grandma just scares them."

"scare?"

Zhou Zhou Lang never thought about this possibility, his eyes lit up.

"really?"

"Of course!" Fat Miao'er patted his chest.

"I'm so smart, don't you believe me?"

What kind of temperament is Mrs. Zhou? To put it bluntly, she pays attention to power.

This time, Zhou Lao Er and Ma Shi stole corn, which harmed the interests of the family and offended her. She mentioned the separation of the family just to frighten them.

"So that's the case, then I'm relieved."

Zhou Zhou Lang breathed a sigh of relief, his frowning brows relaxed again, and a bright smile hung on his dark face, with joy in his eyebrows and eyes.

He moved his body, took a peek at Fat Miao'er's eyes, slowly stretched out his hand, and placed it under Fat Miao'er's eyelids.

The meaning is very simple, what are the benefits?
"Give you!"

Fat Miao'er saw through his intentions at a glance, without saying a word, untied the purse at his waist, took out five Wen coins, and patted it on the little black hand.

One fat and one thin, one black and one white, forming a huge contrast between the overlapping.

"Don't worry, the benefits of promising you will never be less, I, Fat Miao'er, have the most loyalty!"

Fat Miao'er's beautiful eyebrows were raised upwards, and her glass-like eyes were slightly staring, agile and cunning.

"Hey~" Zhou Zhou Lang grinned, held the copper plate and rubbed it vigorously, then spread it out again and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes.

Raise your hand, facing the sun, look up to the sky through the square hole of the copper plate, the dazzling light hits your eyes directly.

"It's so dazzling!" Shiro closed his eyes subconsciously.

What a fool!

Fat Miao'er pursed her lips contemptuously. It was noon and the sun was shining brightly, so it's no wonder it wasn't dazzling!

"Fat Meow~"

Zhou Zhoulang leaned closer to her again, licked his lips, and showed a flattering smile on his face.

"Your boiled frog is delicious, can you treat me to some?"

Zhou Zhoulang stretched out his index finger and thumb, made a small gesture, and emphasized: "Just a little bit, I won't eat more, just a few bites will do."

After knowing the correct way to make frogs, many people in the village caught frogs and made them themselves.

The old Zhou's family also caught a few of them and pondered over and over again, but they couldn't get the spicy, numb and rice-like taste of boiled frogs.

"Okay!" Fat Miaoer readily agreed.

"Then let's go in quickly!" Shiro couldn't wait.

"Wait." Fat Miao'er called people to stop.

"You can eat the boiled frog, but I have a request."

"Ah!" Zhou Zhoulang frowned, screamed strangely, and asked defensively, "What request?"

The last time she asked her to be a spy, the old Zhou family almost broke up, so what about this time?
Zhou Zhoulang's little heart hung up flickeringly, and he realized that the food from Fat Miao'er's house was not delicious.

"It's very simple!"

Fat Miaoer didn't make it difficult for him this time: "It's okay to invite you to eat, but you can't eat for nothing. You have to work for me."

"Work?" Shiro scratched his head.

Fat Miao'er pointed to the yard with his chubby hands: "See, my family is chopping corn, come and help me, I will take care of the food, and the meal includes boiled frogs."

"Okay, I'll do it!"

Zhou Zhou Lang agreed without even thinking about it. Working for his own family is tiring and has no money, and it is good to work for Fat Miaoer. Weighing the two, a fool knows to choose the latter.

Zhou Zhoulang thought he was a smart man, he tugged on Fat Miao'er's sleeve and rushed into the courtyard.

……

Two days later.

The small yard is a piece of gold, and the yellow-orange corn is spread like a quilt, and there is joy everywhere, like a scene of autumn harvest.

After eating, taking advantage of the good weather, Li Xiaodao, Wei Shu, and Luo Pan took a shovel and turned over the scattered corn on the ground, drying it repeatedly.

"I think the pile is almost sun-dried and ready to be threshed."

Compass pointed to a pile of corn piled up in small bags on the left.

"Let me see."

Li Xiaodao walked over, squatted down, picked up a corn cob and broke it lightly, put his fingers on it and picked it, picked off a few corn kernels, and twisted it repeatedly in his hand.

"It is indeed dry and ready to be threshed."

After confirming, Li Xiaodao turned his head and called Liu Ye'er to stop.

He ordered: "You go to the warehouse to find a sack to put the corn on the cob, and wait..."

Saying that, Li Xiaodao frowned slightly.

He originally planned to come back to thresh the corn after selling the boiled frogs, but he found that there was no such time.

After they came back, they had to skin and chop the newly harvested frogs, and they had to steam the steamed buns over there. Every day was spent in a hurry, and they didn't even have leisure time.

"Why don't you stop the business at the dock first." Liu Ye'er suggested after thinking for a moment.

"I think it's okay." Compass agreed.

They made a lot of money by selling boiled frogs, and they had more than ten taels of money in their hands.

In contrast, the daily income of more than ten yuan at the dock became inconspicuous, and most importantly, it required a manpower.

"Think about it, if we hire someone to thresh the corn, we must pay at least ten Wen a day!"

"It's better to stop for two days and sell it later."

"also!"

After some discussion, several people nodded in agreement, unanimously let Wei Shu stay at home with Fat Miao'er and Liu Ye'er.

As for Li Xiaodao and Compass, they were still selling boiled frogs in Qingyang Town as usual.

"Let's go first and try to come back soon."

Outside the door, Li Xiaodao took the reins, sat on the donkey cart and waved his hands towards Fat Miao'er, Wei Shu, and Liu Ye'er. He yelled "Drive", and the donkey cart started and gradually disappeared into Dashi Village.

"Let's go into the house, we'll have to..."

While speaking, Fat Miao'er glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw three figures walking towards her house.

"father!"

Fat Meow called out and ran over.

"Yes, it's Fat Meow, right?"

At this moment, the two men who followed Zhou Laosan suddenly became emotional.

Their eyes were red, and they looked at Fat Miao'er with burning eyes, as if they wanted to stare someone out of a hole.

(End of this chapter)