Scholar's Sweetheart

Song Xintong came back to find that there were twenty eggs in the basket.

"Sister, did you go to buy eggs again?" Dabao looked at her with disapproval, "you can pick up three every day at home. How can you buy them?"

"I didn't buy it." Song Xintong said.

Xiaobao was surprised: "it was stolen?"

"A dog can't spit out ivory, can you?" Song Xintong knocked Xiaobao's head, "is this from someone else?"

"Why send us eggs?" Dabao listened to song Xintong's words very much. He knew that he would not be paid for his reactive work.

"Sister gave them food and mushrooms, so they gave us eggs." Song Xintong explained.

Xiaobao answered immediately. "" Oh, come and go, good neighbor. "

Song Xintong said this to Aunt Xie in the daytime, and Xiao Bao heard it, "yes, yes."

"That's a good neighbor." Xiao Bao was laughing.

"Well, I've got hot water in the pot. Take a bath first." Song Xintong pushed them to the thatched cottage behind the house, and then lit wormwood, "wash quickly."

Taking advantage of the emptiness of their baths, song Xintong sweeps the house again and arranges it. After they have washed, he goes to take a bath again. Then he puts his clothes in a bucket and plans to wash them by the river. By the way, he picks up a bucket of lobster to come back. It should be drier if he soaks for a night.

The washed twins stood in the yard with their hair scattered, watching song Xintong go out and follow them, "elder sister, let's go together."

"Then who's in charge of the house?" Asked song Xintong.

"Little black." Two people say with one voice.

Song Xintong didn't stop him, so she took them to the river. After washing her clothes, she went into the woods and saw two younger brothers groping in the grass with cotton cloth tied on their hands.

Song Xintong walked in and found that there were snails and lobsters in the bucket, which had already covered the bottom of the bucket.

After Song Xintong joined, the speed of catching lobster became faster and faster. When it was almost dark, it was already full of a bucket.

Walking slowly to the village with a shoulder pole, I met farmers driving ducks home, and many villagers returning home in a hurry, many of whom song Xintong had never seen before. They didn't say hello to each other, but just walked by in a hurry.

The three brothers and sisters walked home along the stream path where there was no one to walk. They didn't go far away when they smelled a pungent smell of inferior rouge. When they came near, they saw that Hua magpie was wearing a purple skirt full of coquettishness and went to the village entrance.

"Ah, isn't this the sister and brother of the Song family? Where is it?" The flower magpie, who had already passed by, folded back and looked into her bucket, "wash clothes?"

Before Song Xintong could get away, he heard her say, "why do you catch so many snails?"

Song Xintong was glad to put the broken basket with snails on the bucket, "take it back to feed the chickens."

Flower magpie is not interested in back two steps, covering his nose seems to be very not like the smell of snails, "I yesterday in the county town to eat the kind of grass you dug before, what is called ear root, a plate sold dozens of Wen, before is not a lot of money?"

Song Xintong looked at her and didn't speak.

"I think I made a lot of money, otherwise how could I pay back all the money I owed?" Flower magpie pretended to look at her mysteriously, "is the restaurant in the county not yours? Why don't you dig it for me? I'll give you a penny and a catty, which is much more than your previous price. "

Song Xintong heart ha ha a smile, "no, home work can't come over."

"Don't look too high and your hands too low. It's already a high price. You can dig 200 Jin a day and get 200 Wen. It's not better than selling vegetable soup on the construction site?" Flower magpie full of gift tone, "think about it for yourself, little girl's other eyes are high and hands are low, this mountain looks at that mountain high."

Flower magpie said twist buttocks went to the village.

Song Xintong was shocked: "who gave her face, how so big?

It's really the best!

I don't know where to go when I'm dressed up at night.

"Sister." Dabao pulled song Xintong, "she stinks."

"Stink." Xiao Bao covered his nose. "I'm going to sneeze."

Song Xintong smile, these two boys also fragrance allergy, "go, we go back to not stink."

The three quickly left the place. After walking far away, the fragrance was light, and Xiaobao felt that his nose was much more comfortable.

Back home, Song Xintong kept the lobster and snail apart and allowed them to enjoy the sun and moon essence. Then they returned to the house and stared at the two brothers recite the three character Scripture.

In the repeated endorsements, song Xintong began to calculate the accounts of these days. Today, it is June 11. The money earned in these days has earned back the capital of the iron bucket he invested in before. The money earned in the next day is net profit except the capital.

Think about it. I feel like I'm running.

Song Xintong looks at his two younger brothers, who are falling asleep. He can't help laughing and running with her all day. It's really great not to cry.

He was so smart that he never received any money. Unfortunately, his dead father and mother could not see their wisdom. Song Xintong sighed from the bottom of his heart. He only hoped that the future would be more and more smooth and that he could support them and grow up healthily.

The next day, a busy day began again.

As soon as song Xintong sent the butcher away, aunt Xie came with her three sons and walked in briskly. "Xintong, your uncle, they ate lobster and snail last night. They all said that it's too appropriate to drink. Let's do this tonight?"

"Tonight?" Song Xintong wiped his hand, "I'm not ready for all this."

"What do you need to prepare? I'll let Dayi and his brothers do it. " Aunt Xie said, "now go and catch lobsters and snails?"

"It's too early to get out of the mud." Song Xintong pointed to his family's wooden basin, "I caught some of them when I was washing last night."

"I'll deal with it for you now." Aunt Xie said.

"Don't worry. I'll make it in the afternoon. I don't have enough spices at home." Song Xintong said, "the boss who just bothered to deliver the meat bought it for me, and I have to deliver it tomorrow morning."

"Well, let them help you catch more today."

Xie Yi and his wife immediately said, "yes, we'll take care of it for you, but is there a big wooden basin at home? Is there a place for it? "

"Yes, the carpenter will send two big pots later. Just put the lobster in it." Song Xintong ordered two threshing buckets yesterday. They were made according to the appearance of the buckets used by modern farmers to thresh millet. But now they are used by her to hold lobsters.

"Then we'll go later."

Song Xintong nodded, "my aunt helped me wash and cut vegetables. I began to marinate pig feet and chicken feet."