Little Sweet Wife in the Eighty-Old Courtyard

Song Yunuan pointed to the other one: "This is a men's one with a larger number. If you like it, I'll get you two more in a few days."

Zhao Li hurriedly waved her hands: "No, these two are enough. I'll give you the men's style, Uncle Zhao, and I'll wear the women's style. They look really good."

"When the plaid skirt is finished, I will bring one to Sister Zhao."

Zhao Li didn't say anything about the money. Giving money was like Xiao Nuan coming to sell things.

Xiao Nuan doesn’t want it either.

This is different from white flour, which cannot be bought even if you have money. Today, food is still in short supply.

It took two years to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

And this white flour is very cheap, a dime per catty, all internal prices, a total of one hundred and fifty catties, fifteen yuan. Zhao Li took the money, but ran to the bedroom, took out a few bills and handed it to Song Yunuan said: "Here is a sewing ticket. I exchanged it with someone yesterday. You can buy it today. I heard your brother-in-law said that these sewing machines are all Peony brand and they are very easy to use."

So, three more bags of white flour and a sewing machine were pulled on the carriage.

When Lao Songtou goes out now, whenever he takes his granddaughter with him, he always prepares more money.

Happy little Asheng was sitting on the carriage, holding a jumping green frog bought by his sister and a box of checkers.

This checkers requires a ticket.

Then there was one in the ticket Sister Zhao gave me.

What makes Asheng happy is not that he can play checkers, but the glass balls with six colors inside. However, his sister said that this kind of checkers is suitable for those aged six and above.

Asheng almost cried.

He is five years old and still has one year to go.

Song Yunuan asked him if he would eat it in his stomach?

Song Mingsheng immediately promised that eating glass balls was something a child would do and he would never do it.

He won't do anything stupid if he eats one less.

At this time, Chu Zizhou finally received a call from Gu Huaian.

A cold voice came from over there, and Chu Zizhou began to complain.

Song Yunuan was said to be so bold that he drove his jeep and aimed his shotgun at Yao Hai and Mazi.

Gu Huai'an over there choked for breath and said with a headache: "Let's start from the beginning."

The topic was shocking, but he should know why?

After listening, Gu Huaian fell silent.

Chu Zizhou said: "The little girl is very courageous. If she doesn't care about this, she will not be able to go to heaven in the future."

Gu Huaian was silent for a long time before asking, "Why are you telling me this?"

Chu Zizhou:......

"I just want you to know that she is a lawless person, but don't let her grow crooked in the future, and you won't be able to find a place to cry."

Gu Huai'an was obviously in a bad mood: "Zizhou, she has a father and a mother, and she is protected by her family. She and I are actually not as familiar with you and her. Even if she is crooked, what does it have to do with me?"

Chu Zizhou's eyes widened and he raised his voice: "Then you don't view her differently?"

"Should we care about her if we look at her differently?" Gu Huaian said calmly.

Chu Zizhou became angry when he heard him speak like this: "But it's not like you didn't care. Why are you so attitude this time? Could it be that you have fallen in love with a certain girl, or your mother has introduced you to someone?"

"No, Zizhou. Although I have my reasons for you to work in Erdaohe Village, it is more for your own future. Work hard. She and I are actually not familiar with each other."

After saying these words, Gu Huaian hung up the phone.

At this time, Gu Huaian was standing in front of his desk and was stunned for a moment. Maybe he was indeed a little enthusiastic. Except for that girl, many people noticed it.

Only Song Yunuan didn't take him seriously.

She is so flamboyant.

It is indeed audacious.

However, after a few breaths, Gu Huaian's eyes were filled with a smile, and there was an undetectable light. He thought that the little girl must be very handsome holding the shotgun. Gu Huaian picked up the phone and started dialing.

After a while, the call was connected. There was a middle-aged man on the other side, but his voice was cautious and respectful.

Gu Huaian said: "Uncle Wen, go check on a person named Yao Hai. He claims to be the director of the Dongcheng Cultural Exchange Center in Beidu. He is now in charge of cultural relics."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Agree over there.

Gu Huaian told him to check it carefully after finding it. If there are any problems, the cultural exchange center will make rectifications.

Putting down the phone, he walked briskly toward the laboratory outside the office.

The sun is shining brightly, and the future seems long, but full of expectations.

Chu Zizhou didn't know what Gu Huai'an really thought. He thought that Gu Huai'an had given up automatically because of his age and status. He also thought that he would be very disappointed, so he sympathized with him for a few minutes.

Of course, it would be too easy for a person like Gu Huaian to find a partner.

Not to mention the noble ladies from Beijing lining up, but it’s actually pretty much the same.

Then seeing Song Yunuan's joyful appearance day by day, she sighed helplessly and went to do whatever she had to do.
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Song Yunuan was very busy these days and had a great time playing with Xiaojuan and Xiaohua in the village. When Grandpa Zheng arrived, she ran to visit.

It was really serious and I couldn't walk anymore. I came here in a wheelchair.

Keren is very strong, and can laugh even though it hurts. It is probably because of this that Old Man Ji treated the patient, and then brought delicious food to Song Yunuan.

Cake sweets and freshly baked cookies in the morning.

The cupboard used by Mrs. Song to store food has come in handy.

It was stuffed full of delicious food.

Maybe she was used to saving, but Mrs. Song still didn't want to eat so much.

It was Song Yunuan who forced her to eat the cake quickly. Give away what you can’t eat.

How can Mrs. Song give it away? She still has several children at home.

The same goes for the food at home, which is placed in several large vats in the kitchen.

It's to prevent rats.

There are heavy covers on top, and no mouse of any size can turn it over.

Mrs. Song would sometimes be in a trance.

Although the food is not available now, the family has more than 100 kilograms of white flour, cornmeal is distributed as relief food according to the head, there are more than 50 kilograms, more than 50 kilograms of corn residue, and more than ten kilograms of rice, millet and There are half bags of soybeans.

It makes me feel safe when I look at it.

There is a jar of newly boiled meat oil.

There is also oil residue mixed in it.

For more than a month, life has been like this. Can it not be like a dream?

You know, for many years, every time this season, her rice vat has bottomed out.

One year during this season, there were only a few kilograms of cornmeal left. They dug wild vegetables all over the mountains and rolled out the leaves. Then they cooked them and made them into dumplings. They grabbed a handful of cornmeal and sprinkled them on the board. They rolled a layer of wild vegetable dumplings on top and steamed them in a basket. Ripe.

When she was learning these things from her granddaughter, her granddaughter also told her that there is a saying that feng shui changes in turn, saying that in the future, coarse grains will be more expensive than fine grains, and those who eat wild vegetables will be rich, and those who eat meat will be poor.

She listened to this as a story.

How could it be possible? She didn't believe it.

Who likes to eat wild vegetables? If there is less oil, they will be bitter.

There is also meat. How can poor people afford meat? It’s like a joke.