Farmer Fubo is open for business

Chang'an and Goudan sat in the room and waited for a long time, but did not see their grandfather coming, so they opened the door and went out to check.

"They're really gone." Goudan breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that Song Chengye's parents or grandma would come and cause trouble.

Chang'an blinked, she was listening carefully to her little cousin's voice.

She didn't understand why she was like this or that in her previous life, but one thing she understood was that her little cousin was very hostile to her.

But why?

She and Huahua no longer go to her cousin's house for dinner, and even her aunt doesn't go to her house. Why is she still so stubborn?

At this time, Qiaoer came back with a large bamboo basket of dead branches and said, "Come over and help. Let's steam the buns."

"Yeah." Goudan quickly ran over and helped clear the table.

There were still a few unwashed pottery bowls on the small dark square table. Goudan put the dishes and chopsticks into the wooden bucket and wiped the table with a dirty rag.

So the three children stood at the table making steamed buns.

Goudan pinched a steamed bun that didn't look like a dog or a chicken, and proudly showed it to Chang An.

Not to be outdone, Changan made her best Hanamaki again.

First, roll the dough into a long strip, and then coil it up in circles. At first glance, it looks a bit like a coiled snake, but it looks more like a lump of cake.

After she finished three of them, Qiaoer was shocked and wouldn't let her do it again.

Fortunately, Qiao'er was worried about Chang'an's face and didn't knead the flower bun again.

Then it's steamed.

Chang'an sat at the table and watched Goudan playing with apricot kernels while waiting for the steamed buns to come out of the pot.

Suddenly, the sound of a salesman's tambourine came from outside.

Chang'an and Goudan ran out of the house quickly and stood at the door looking around.

The salesman stopped at the door of Song Chengye's house. Song Yufeng and Xiao Zhao were picking something in front of the load.

Chang'an didn't dare to go there, so he had to wait for the salesman to come.

It took a long time to wait. Not only did the seller not come, but more and more people gathered around the load.

Until Qiaoer asked them to go back to the house to eat steamed buns, the salesman didn't come over either.

Chang'an picked up a steamed bun he had made, and while eating it, he stood at the door of the yard and looked around. Goudan also picked up a similar bun and stood with little Chang'an.

They didn't notice that Song Chengye and Xiao Shuanzi were hiding in the abandoned pigsty not far away, peeking over here furtively.

When Xiao Shuanzi saw clearly what the two little children were eating, he couldn't help but be shocked. He asked Song Chengye in a low voice: "Is their family so poor?" They actually eat shit?

Song Chengye also saw it and said, holding back his nausea: "Of course he is poor!"

But no matter how poor you are, you can’t eat that, right? He was very puzzled.

Xiao Shuanzi vomited, caressed his chest and said, "We agreed, I will help you defeat them, and you will give me two eggs."

Song Chengye nodded: "I keep my word. As long as you help me defeat them, let alone two eggs, I can just add one more."

"Okay!" Xiao Shuanzi picked up his pants and walked out.

He didn't dare to get closer, but stood not far away and waved to the two little dolls.

Goudan also knew Xiao Shuanzi and walked over curiously: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Shuanzi glanced at the unfinished food in Goudan's hand and felt his stomach churn.

He rolled up his sleeves and punched Goudan.

At the same time, Goudan bent down to pick up the steamed buns on the ground, just in time to avoid the punch.

When he straightened up, he already knew what had happened.

Goudan was very angry. He stuffed the remaining steamed buns into his mouth and struck back at Xiao Shuanzi.

With one punch, the small embolus was knocked out of the nose to bleed.

Xiao Shuanzi screamed, wiped his nose and found blood on his hand, and he became angry.

He rushed over and struggled with Goudan, but Goudan suddenly fell to the ground. After receiving several punches in a row, Xiao Shuanzi was already crying.

Song Chengye, who was hiding behind the pig pen, was stunned.

I didn't expect that the tall and strong little Shuanzi couldn't defeat the short, thin and sickly ghost. This is really damning.

He didn't dare to stay and quickly slipped away quietly.

In the end, little Shuanzi cried and ran away, attracting many adults and children to stop and watch.

In the afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Wu and Mr. and Mrs. Qian each came back with a load of soapberries, and found that many people had gathered around their door.

Widow Cui sat at the door of Song Laoliu's house, clapped her legs and cried.

"You black-hearted wolf bastard, you actually hurt my son. Oh, I'm not going to live anymore. Those who bully my orphans and widows will have to die."

While she was crying and singing, she secretly saw Song Laoliu and his wife coming back. She grabbed Song Laoliu's trouser legs and refused to let go: "Your bastard hurt my son! If you don't give me an explanation today, I will hang myself." Under your door!"

Song Laoliu was carrying a load when he almost fell down when she pulled him.

"Let go!" he shouted angrily.

You still don’t know how capable your son is? Can you injure a tall and strong little embolus? What's more, that little Shuanzi is more than a year older than Goudan.

Widow Cui hugged Song Laoliu's leg with both hands, sticking it tightly like a dog-skin plaster, "Don't let me go! If you don't give me an explanation today, I won't let you go until I die!"

The villagers who were watching the excitement were all happy when they saw this. Some people shouted: "Old Liu, I am relying on you."

Song Laoliu's face turned livid with anger.

Sister-in-law Qian was not happy anymore, so she took the burden from her husband's shoulders and sent her back to the house. After a few steps, she grabbed Widow Cui's hair and cursed: "Who are you trying to blackmail, you whore? My dog ​​is just right. I'm old at home." Honestly, why did you hurt your son?"

Widow Cui protected her hair, got up and rushed forward, pushing Sister-in-law Qian to stagger.

Song Laoliu quickly protected his wife and was about to slap Widow Cui when he was stopped by others.

"Lao Liu, you can't interfere in a woman's fight. Just wait and see."

Song Laoliu had no choice but to take back his hand and watch his wife struggling with Widow Cui.

After Mrs. Wu sent the burden back, she immediately rushed over to pull it aside, and with two combined efforts, she finally subdued Widow Cui.

Widow Cui howled angrily and rolled on the ground.

At this time, Song Laoliu had already returned to the house and asked his son Goudan and his daughter: "What is going on?"

Goudan told the whole story, and finally said: "It was Xiao Shuanzi who hit me first, and then I hit him."

Chang An beside her nodded heavily: "He's evil!" She saw with her own eyes that the boy hit Brother Goudan first.

Song Laoliu looked at his son with difficulty, and asked in a low voice: "Why can you beat the little embolus?"

Widow Cui treasured her son. Whenever there was something delicious to eat at home, she would cling to her son and raise little Shuanzi until he was white and fat.

Goudan scratched his head, looking confused: "I don't know."

Song Laoliu sighed and touched his son's head, "Don't be afraid, as long as we don't do it first, there's nothing Widow Cui can do."

Goudan lowered his head.

Widow Cui screamed at the door for a long time, frightening the two siblings so much that they closed the door and hid in the house.

Now that his parents are finally back, Goudan is relieved.

Song Laoliu walked out and loudly said what his son said.

"My son was playing in his yard. First, Song Chengye came over to beat him, and then Little Shuanzi came over. What? Do you think I, Song Liu, am easy to bully?"

"Cui, if you continue to make trouble, I, Song Liu, am not someone to be trifled with!"