The lucky girl in the village has a good way of making money.

Chapter 102 Invitation
Carrying a basket of Qingming vegetables home, she was just in time for lunch. The extremely hungry Pomegranate ate three corn buns and half a bowl of cabbage stewed meat slices, and then began to eat the Qingming vegetables she had brought back. Pick out the fine grass residue mixed in and make sure that only Qingming vegetables are left.

Mrs. Song and Li Xiangli, who had cleaned up the kitchen stall, also came to help. They were very curious to know what delicious food Pomegranate was going to use the Tian Ai to make.

After almost selecting, Pomegranate asked Mrs. Song and Li Xiangli to help her go to the river to wash it. Wash it several times and make sure it was clean without any sediment. She went up the mountain again.

She was going to dig up some wild garlic and wormwood to make Qingming vegetable cakes. These two items were indispensable. One was stir-fried with stuffing, and the other was mixed with Qingming vegetables to cook, which would make the cakes more fragrant.

As soon as they reached the south end of the village, they saw Chen Qicai coming down the mountain and entering his house with a basket on his back.

With sharp eyes, Pomegranate saw that everything in the rushing basket was green. Digging so many wild vegetables?

wrong!

She frowned slightly and couldn't help but roll her eyes. This Chen Qicai was really haunting. Why couldn't he do anything without him?
This is another time to follow her and see what she does!

Humph, let’s see what you’re doing with so many Qingming vegetables at home, eat them!

After snorting coldly, Pomegranate couldn't help but sigh, especially when passing by the Chen family, she happened to hear Chen Qicai's youngest son crying and complaining that he was hungry. Chen Qicai's daughter-in-law, Mao, coaxed him to drink more bowls of wild vegetable soup so that he would not be hungry, and the Chen family The sound of grandma moaning.

Pomegranate sighed again. It was not easy to pick out the Qingming vegetables from the basket, so she helped him so that the Qingming vegetables would not be in vain.

I went up the mountain to dig a handful of wild garlic, pinched a handful of mugwort, and carried the basket of pomegranates back home. At home, Mrs. Song and her daughter had washed the Qingming vegetables and were waiting for her return.

Also waiting for her was someone who came from the market.

"Pomegranate, you're back. This man has been here for a while, saying he has something to do with you." Mrs. Song held Pomegranate and muttered in a low voice.

If it weren't for the fact that the person who came was older and looked like they were married, Mrs. Song would have thought that someone who admired her daughter had come to her door. She would have wanted to call a man to come and get him out so as not to ruin her daughter's reputation.

The person she saw looked familiar to Pomegranate. Isn't this the driver who took a ride last time?

He's looking for her? Or is Shopkeeper Ding looking for her?
He An was relieved to see Pomegranate, but now that he was back, he hurriedly came up to greet her, "Miss Pomegranate, do you still remember me?"

Shiliu was confused when she saw He An striding up and couldn't help but say hello: "Brother! It's you! Where are you coming from?"

He An was about to submit a post, "Girl Pomegranate, my shopkeeper will be hosting the Fengyuan Restaurant in Dafengji at noon tomorrow. I also hope that Miss Pomegranate will attend the banquet."

Shiliu looked at the post and listened to He An's words, wondering in her heart, what is Shopkeeper Ding doing? Even her family refused to kiss her, yet he still posted a message inviting her to dinner and asking her to go——

After some thought, Shiliu immediately accepted the post and said, "Brother, please go back and tell your shopkeeper that I will definitely attend the appointment tomorrow!"

Let's go and see what shopkeeper Na Ding wants to do. After He An left, Mrs. Song came up and took the post and read it again and again. She couldn't read and couldn't read anything. She couldn't help but worry about Pomegranate and said: "Who is this? Who wants to invite you to dinner? Pomegranate Do you really want to go?"

Shiliu didn't hide it from her, "It's shopkeeper Ding."

"Shopkeeper Ding?" Mrs. Song was shocked and puzzled when she heard this. She even refused to marry him. If the Ding family was still interested, they could just ask someone to come and propose marriage. Why would they invite Pomegranate to dinner alone? How can there be such a thing? Don't worry, shopkeeper Ding has any bad intentions and wants to do something to the pomegranate!
The more Ms. Song thought about it, the more wrong she became, and she hurriedly said: "Why did you agree? What if shopkeeper Na Ding breaks the idea? No, you can't go!"

"Mom, I already promised, how can I break my promise? Don't worry, this shopkeeper Ding is the nephew of the patriarch, grandma, what can he do to me? I will ask my eldest brother to accompany me tomorrow, everything will be fine !”

Shopkeeper Shiliuxin Ding must have a plan, but this plan is not one that will hurt her. It's just a meal and nothing will happen. She also wants to find out what shopkeeper Ding wants to do.

Mrs. Song saw that she had to go, and she thought that shopkeeper Ding was also related to the patriarch's aunt, so she wouldn't do anything bad, right? Brother Brown followed him again, so he said nothing more.

Then he just said: "Pomegranate, there is something I want to tell you. As soon as you went out, your auntie came."

"Auntie? What's she doing here?" Shiliu muttered, Mrs. Wu hated their family so much, why did she come to visit? This is so strange.

"Didn't your fourth uncle say that your uncle was in a very bad state after what happened to him? He didn't eat dinner last night, he didn't even want to take medicine, and he even shouted that he should just die. Even your grandparents also Since I can’t feel comfortable anymore, your dad went to see your uncle this morning. He was thinking that the arrowroot mille-feuille cake you made would be delicious and contain brown sugar, which would be good for your health. What if your uncle likes to eat it? Well, let me I made a mold for it and took it to my old house.

Your father went to see your uncle again in the afternoon, and his mother said that your uncle had eaten all the cake. He said that he could swallow it after eating it. Your mother asked your father if he could give it to you again. She gave your uncle something to eat. Otherwise, he wouldn't have eaten that day and his body wouldn't be able to bear it anymore, so your father agreed.

But your auntie thought that if your uncle always likes to eat this, it would be too troublesome for us to always ask me to cook it for her, so she said that she might as well let me teach her how to cook it. If she learns it, she can cook it for you. Your uncle eats it, and he can often make food for your grandma. After hearing this, your father felt distressed when he saw your uncle lying on the bed. He is a biological brother, isn't he?
No, I agreed and brought your aunt to my house. She just learned how to make cakes from me. I just taught her how to make cakes.

Your father agreed to her, and everyone is here. I can't say anything but teach you. Pomegranate, I taught your aunt to make this cake. She just made it at home for your uncle to eat. It shouldn't affect you. Seller? "

Shiliu was also surprised when she heard that this was happening.

Her uncle liked to eat this cake, so Wu learned how to make it for him?

Pomegranate shook her head, she bet that this was not an easy matter.

Mrs. Wu is very clever, how could it be that simple?
There is also the matter of the fructose recipe!
Her parents are honest and kind-hearted. If Wu uses this excuse, her father will definitely not refuse. After all, he is his eldest brother, right?
Wu already knows how to make this cake——

Pomegranate's mind was spinning very fast. If Mrs. Wu really just cooked it for her uncle to eat, if she had some bad intentions, don't blame her for digging a hole and waiting!
Immediately he said: "It's okay, just teach me, it won't affect you! But, mother, you have to tell dad, next time I make something, no matter who is outside, the third aunt or the fourth aunt, even if it is a grandpa condom No matter what excuse you have to learn, you have to tell me first, okay?"

Mrs. Song was not affected and breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing this again, she nodded quickly, "Okay! I will definitely ask you first next time."

This is what the God of Wealth has taught his daughter. Naturally, he has to ask his daughter first. This time, the sister-in-law said it in a hurry, and the elder brother felt sorry for her. The father really couldn't bear it and refused to agree.

(End of this chapter)