Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang

Tang Qingshan glanced at his son from under his eyelashes, "Is it okay for your mother to buy fermented bean curd? She never buys fermented bean curd for nothing."

Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth curved slightly imperceptibly.

Brother Tang: "..."

He was inexplicably amused, looked outside, and whispered: "It's actually nothing, my mother is just venting her anger!"

Seeing his father looking at him with a "continue to talk" look on his face, Big Brother Tang got a little dizzy.

He didn't dare to tell his father about the past events her mother mentioned!

What a talented woman who can write poetry when she is crying... As the eldest brother, he can have both sides, thanks to his tight mouth! !

He changed the subject: "Aniang just heard about Shiro's legs, so..."

Before finishing a sentence, Mrs. Lin said outside, "The head of the house has guests."

This gentle and virtuous tone made it sound like an outsider, Tang Qingshan came out, and saw two young men in long gowns standing outside, neither of them were acquaintances.

One is about twenty years old, the other is seventeen or eighteen at most, with a baby face, looking around with a smile.

Tang Qingshan cupped his hands: "Who are you two?"

Both of them clasped their hands in unison, with a modest attitude, and the older youth said: "Uncle Tang, his surname is Yuan, Yuan Yaogui, this is my younger brother Yaochu, please excuse me."

"You're welcome," Tang Qingshan said, "I don't know what to do with me?"

Yuan Yao returned, "Excuse me, does the big courtyard that is being built in the south belong to your family?"

Tang Qingshan said: "Yes."

Yuan Yao returned: "Uncle, it's like this. We want to buy a house, and we are a little anxious. We fell in love with the terrain and mountains over there... I wonder if Uncle Tang can give up? The price is negotiable."

Tang Qingshan was a little surprised.

But he didn't hesitate, and said, "Sorry, I don't plan to sell that house."

Yuan Yaogui pleaded: "Uncle, if you think about it again, I can offer five hundred taels."

Tang Qingshan said: "It's not about the price. The children in the family like the land and the appearance of the house very much. We wanted to move there a few years ago after it was built. We are already in a hurry, so it is not easy to sell. I am very sorry. "

The family is not short of money at the moment, and the seller's money is still there. Even if it is short, he has finally built a house he likes, and he doesn't want to sell it.

Yuan Yaogui and the two looked at each other, and said helplessly: "Then excuse me, where is Lizheng's house? Or the patriarch's house is also fine."

Tang Qingshan paused slightly.

Although he doesn't talk much, he is actually a very smart person. Judging from his posture, he can tell that he still intends to buy a house.

Then it is likely to buy near his new house. After all, that area is a newly built house. Compared with the area to the north, it is indeed quieter and brighter.

He didn't suspect that this had anything to do with their family, but it was better for outsiders to come to Yutang Village to buy houses and to be neighbors with them.

So he said, "I'll take you there."

Yuan Yaogui did not refuse: "Thank you."

As a result, a few people were about to go out when they met Xinbao and the third brother coming back.

There are small rivers in many places in Yutang Village. The third brother took Xinbao, found a river, and cleaned the stone. It was quite big, and Xinbao couldn’t hold it, but he wanted to hug it very much. Let go.

So in the front is Xinbao holding the stone with both hands, and his whole small body is slightly tilted back, which is really trying to suck the milk. Picking the stone, to bear the weight of the stone.

Along the way, many villagers laughed at them, and some people teased Xinbao: "Why is Xinbao carrying a stone?"

Xinbao said stupidly: "Sell for money."

The people who heard it laughed and ran into several calls along the way, but the two brothers and sisters didn't care.

Yuan Yaochu was a lively person, walking around all the time, when he saw the familiar Xiao Tuanzi approaching, his eyes lit up immediately: "Little baby! What are you doing?"

He ran and jumped over, and a smiling baby face appeared above the milk dumpling.

Xinbao blinked his eyes, and his voice was full of effort: "Move, move the stone!"

Yuan Yaochu quickly backed up all the way, followed them, and said with a smile, "Why are you moving stones?"

Xinbao answered every question, and said again: "Sell for money."

"For money?" Yuan Yaochu smiled and said, "This stone is not worth much..."

While talking, he glanced at the stone, was taken aback, and called, "Brother! Brother, come and see!"

After all, Yuan Yao was exchanging adult greetings with Tang Qingshan, and glared at his younger brother, apparently because he thought he was taken aback.

Yuan Yaochu got used to it and was not afraid at all: "Hurry up and take a look!"

Tang Qingshan said: "Go and have a look."

He Yaoyao said to his daughter: "Xinbao, put down the stone."

Xinbao let go of her hand, and the third brother was on guard, and hurried past his sister, and put the stone on the ground.

Xinbao flung herself on Tang Qingshan's lap like a baby, "Daddy, Xinbao is so tired."

Tang Qingshan bent down and picked up his daughter. Xinbao seemed to be unable to move his little arms after lifting bricks for a day. He fell straight forward, with his face resting on her father's shoulders, and his little arms were hanging down. with.

With a smile on the corner of Tang Qingshan's mouth, this little treasure, he raised one hand and squeezed her little arm slowly, while looking at the two of them.

Yuan Yaogui didn't care about it at first, he just regarded it as a small landscape stone, but when he looked closely, he saw more than one place, slightly glowing with golden light.

Yuan Yaogui simply raised his hand to hold up the stone, and looked at it carefully.

At this moment, people from far and near saw two outsiders, and they all surrounded them. Mrs. Lin also stood at the gate of the courtyard and took a few glances, while whispering to Brother Tang: "Lianjiazi!"

Brother Tang nodded.

Such a big stone is as light as nothing when held with one hand, it looks like a kung fu master.

People in the village asked all kinds of questions, Tang Qingshan only said: "I don't know."

Yuan Yaogui took a few glances and asked Tang Qingshan: "Uncle, can I cut a little and see?"

Tang Qingshan said: "Yes."

Yuan Yaogui put down the stone, pulled out the dagger from his boots, slowly scraped out a little fine powder from the gold, squeezed it on his fingers, rubbed it lightly, and looked at the sun.

Then he turned to Tang Qingshan and said, "Uncle, is this stone for sale?"

Tang Qingshan said: "What happened to this stone?"

"That's right," the others said one after another, "Isn't this just a rock, it's a little yellow, and there are many beautiful rocks on the mountain!"

Yuan Yaogui seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said calmly: "This is a piece of dog's head gold. If you sell it, uncle, I will offer one hundred taels."

The crowd boomed.

Dog head gold! ?

Some people know, some don't know, those who don't know are desperately asking, and those who know are also desperately explaining, it's a mess for a while.

Yuan Yaogui waited for the surroundings to become a little quieter, and then said seriously: "Uncle, although we met for the first time, we may be neighbors in the future, I will not cheat you, if this stone is really refined, in fact, not much gold can be refined, but the stone CICC is more auspicious, and I can set up a town house when I buy it back.”

Tang Qingshan thought for a while, then patted his daughter on the back: "Xinbaoer, the stone is yours, do you want to sell Xinbaoer?"