win the hairpin

Chapter 295
The next day is Hungry Ghost Festival.

Early in the morning, someone burned paper and clothes on the street, and the city smelled of incense and paper money. When the wind blows, ashes can be rolled up and fall on people.

Tan Ran filled the water, and went to the pier to buy countless fruits—they were all good products just unloaded from the ship, and the price was much cheaper than buying them in shops.

Just buy and sell without going through the guild, and you have to take risks. If you are caught, you will be beaten and sent to the government.

Tan Ran hated the guild deeply, and didn't understand why there should be an extra guild in between when he bought fruit and the ship merchant sold the fruit.

As soon as the guild came out, the price of the fresh fruit would double, but he paid double the price, the ship merchant actually made less money, and the best fruit was used by the guild to honor this and that, and take it out Everything they sell is dry goods.

So Tan Ran would rather take the risk of turning over to the government than board the ship directly at the pier to buy goods.

He wrapped the fruit in oiled paper and put it in a basket covered with a layer of wild flowers—fortunately, he picked wild flowers from the roadside without going through the guild.

He sold two handfuls of flowers along the way, and he brought the fresh fruits back to Song's house, and took them out one by one.

Take out the three kinds of fresh fruits, Wuli, Sydney, and jujube, and give them to Aunt Lin to wash, and take out candied dried fruits such as candied hawthorn sticks, lion candies, dried plantains, and hazelnuts, and give them to Yuan Yuan to put them on the plate.

"Hazelnuts are very expensive," Tan Ran told Yuan Yuan, "Be careful."

A hand stretched out from behind and grabbed a handful of hazelnuts: "How expensive?"

As soon as Tan Ran saw Mrs. Song, it was good to yell inwardly, because Mrs. Song loves to fight against me. As long as I buy it, she will pick the most expensive one and eat it. My whole body hurts when I eat it.

I had no choice but to hand the bag of hazelnuts to He Anmei: "Eat it."

Mrs. Song took it in her hands with a smile, and pointed to the two wine jars on her feet: "That's expensive, Luo Fuchun."

Sure enough, Tan Ran asked easily, "How much is a catty?"

Mrs. Song said: "Forty."

"Forty!" Tan Ran gasped, thinking that Mrs. Song was going to sit and eat. "It's too expensive. Osmanthus rice wine is only seventy yuan a catty. I knew you would buy it."

Song Huiyue scolded me outside the kitchen: "That is a sacrifice to your master. He thought that your master is just like him, and drinking rice wine for four Wen a catty is enough!"

Tan Ran was convinced, and being Song Huiyue's opponent, he could only say loudly to Yuan Yuan: "Their master's drinking capacity is too small, and he has to drink two pots in one session."

Song Huiyue kept the best fruits on eight plates for sacrifice, and put the rest out in a grate basket, put them under the Four Immortals table outside the yard, and gave Mrs. Song a jujube.

"When the wife's medicine is finished, go boil a pot of sugar and roll some dates to eat."

When He Anmei came out of Song Qinghui's room, she immediately saw the white ash and mud spots under Mrs. Song's shoes, not even under her skirt.

It must be that he went out of the city to find Yin Xiao at dawn.

Fortunately, the child loves home, no matter how far he goes out, the wind will blow back, and it will also make people outside the family worry.

You see the smile on He Anmei's face, but the smile is not strong outside the eyes, so you guess that you want to spoil Xiaojia's interest, sigh in your heart, and walk away.

"Mother," Mrs. Song grabbed a jujube and handed it to He Anmei, "You eat it, Tan Ran bought it well, it's fresh."

He An added: "It's fresh and cheap."

Aunt Lin smiled and praised a few words, and asked Xiaojia to have breakfast first.

At this time, the sun was more out, and it was so white that it hurt people's eyes. Fortunately, there was no cool breeze. If it was later, then breakfast would be ready.

Song Huiyue hurriedly led Yuan Yuan to transport the porridge and meatloaf outside the kitchen to the table. Mrs. Song was not yet hungry, she drank a bowl of cold porridge in one go, her face quickly turned red, and her nose and lips were red. There was a fine amount of sweat, and his eyes were dark, showing a good face.

However, there are still many words and deeds. He Anmei made you a meatloaf, and you even used chopsticks, just squeezed it with your hands and sent it out of your mouth.

"Mother, are you better after taking the medicine?"

Aunt Lin nodded: "Yewai has such a cough."

Song Huiyue added some porridge to Mrs. Song: "I'll wait until April. The weather is dry at this time, and he will cough more."

After breakfast, the Xiao family each went outside the house to escape the summer heat. Mrs. Song had something to do, so she fell into Aunt Lin's arms and acted like a baby, very lingering. Aunt Lin hugged such a small man, she loved her enough, but her mouth was scolding You have a right line.

He Anmei was afraid of sticks and nagging, so she got out of Aunt Lin's arms and sat upright: "Mother, if you were married before, I still want him to come back more often to have dinner with you."

He Anmei went to get a comb to comb your hair, and laughed after hearing that, "Now he always comes back to eat with you every day."

There were seven men, a mother and a man, and he was talking to you one by one. Aunt Lin combed Mrs. Song's hair, and after drinking the medicine Song Huiyue brought, she wanted to put her arms around Mrs. Song and go to sleep.

Mrs. Song was yawning to accompany you, and suddenly she saw Aunt Lin's complexion changed drastically, from rosy to pale in an instant, there was no sweat on her forehead, and she squatted up suddenly, holding her belly to move.

"Sister Yue, your stomach hurts very much"

"Mother!" He Anmei stretched out her hand to help Aunt Lin, and at the same time turned her head and shouted, "He An, hurry up and ask for my husband!"

Song Huiyue and Yuan Yuan also walked back calmly when they heard the movement, and they were startled when they saw Aunt Lin curled up on the ground. After calming down, they helped, and first carried Aunt Lin to the bed.

You Song ran back from the house, Gu Shide was the difference between a man and a woman, he picked up Aunt Lin by the waist, put you under the bed, and asked at the same time: "What's wrong Ma'am?"

"Madam! Madam!" Song Huiyue yelled twice, and said blankly, "Did you eat something wrong?"

You Song immediately walked in: "Go and have charcoal!"

"Pain" He Anmei is a person who always screams for pain. At this time, she couldn't help crying out. It can be seen that the pain is severe, and the hot sweat is seeping through layers. After a while, even your sleeves are wet up.

You resisted weakly and wanted to make a sound, but the pain was so fierce and severe that you lost the illusion that your gut was piercing through your stomach, and your blood was also boiling outside your stomach, making you curl up tightly to relieve the pain in your stomach the pain.

You vaguely knew that your abdominal pain was not abnormal, so you desperately turned over, faced Mrs. Song, and raised your hands in a low voice: "Yue, sister Yue"

He Anmei held Aunt Lin's hand tightly: "You are outside! Mother!"

Aunt Lin managed to squeeze out a word: "He's fine, he's fine."

Mrs. Song responded, with tears streaming down her face, she knelt on the edge of the bed, and hugged Aunt Lin's lower body tightly outside her arms: "There is something wrong, Auntie, you ate something wrong, Auntie."

Aunt Lin's pain is not abnormal. Your body convulsed into a ball, and you kept moaning happily. When the pain was extreme, your hands and feet were stretched straight, and your whole body was stretched out of Mrs. Song's arms. Get out.

You vomited medicine juice and rice porridge out of your mouth, and there was no white blood. In the severe pain, half a word was uttered, and your body twitched and convulsed.

(End of this chapter)