Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 20

  If it doesn't work, it won't work. Man Bao decided to do it herself, so she asked Keke not to take the picture away, so she clumsily arranged her flower basket according to the picture.

  Er Ya saw my sister-in-law spoiling flowers, and she didn't care about going to school, so she ran over and said, "My sister, what are you doing?"

   "I want to arrange a flower basket."

   Er Ya said: "You have broken all the flowers."

  Man Bao blinked, threw away the flower decisively, moved his **** back, and let Er Ya, "I teach you."

  Everyone sounds funny, she can make flowers like this by herself, so how about teaching Erya?

  However, Man Bao really taught Er Ya. She had trouble with her hands, but she had a lot of ideas. She pointed Er Ya to wrap the flowers in the bamboo basket.

   Erya didn't want to do what she said, but sister-in-law, if you don't do what she says, she can keep talking in your ears, and you must be forced to listen to her.

  Erya can’t help but think of wild flowers. There are too many wild flowers on the mountain, so it’s okay to go up the mountain to pick it if it is not enough, otherwise you can pick a little more on the road tomorrow.

  Thinking about this, Er Ya was entangled and entangled as she said, and Er Ya realized that the bamboo basket had become a little different.

  Wait until it came out, and put a few more flowers in it, Er Ya was stunned by the ugly bamboo basket as she watched this grandma made it.

   "Oh my God," Er Ya couldn't help but be surprised: "I'm so amazing!"

  Man Bao happily clapped his little hands, and tried hard to invite credit, “I mainly have me. I taught you. Of course, you are very good at Erya. You can do whatever I ask you to do.”

  Lao Zhoutou also saw the flower basket, nodded slightly and said, “It’s okay to look at, but this is something that is not suitable for eating or drinking, and it’s seductive. Who will buy it?”

  Qian also liked it very much, saying: "This has become bad, so I won't take it, let it be at home for your sister-in-law to play with."

  Erya responded crisply and began to arrange other flower baskets.

The first time it is hand-made, the second time it is more familiar, and Manbao has other styles. Adjust the position and method of wrapping, and then change the color of the flowers. It becomes a different kind of flower basket. quiet nice.

  Man Bao thinks that he will take Erya to the county town tomorrow, because in this way, the flower basket can only be repaired if it is broken, and the fifth and sixth brothers will not be entangled with flowers.

  That's what she thought, so she told dad the same.

  Old Zhou thought, anyway, the girls are all let go, and it’s okay to let an extra granddaughter.

   But thinking that the big ya is bigger than the second ya, it makes no sense for the second ya to go, and the big ya will not go, so he waved his hand and said, "You take both the big and the second ya."

Both Da Ya and Er Ya couldn't help cheering. Da Tou and Er Tou were so envious, they pestered Old Zhou to say, "Grandpa, Grandpa, what about us?"

  "You stay at home to help your uncles open up wasteland, mow grass, pick up some rocks, so many people don’t want to eat or drink when they go to the county seat. Your dad and them still have to take care of you, they are not free."

   Datou immediately said: "If we don't eat cakes, just drink water, and don't let Dad bring them. There are five uncles and six uncles."

   Lao Zhou refused cruelly, "No, it's such a long way back and forth, without food, and if you are hungry, you will have to get the medicine money."

  The two looked at sister-in-law together.

  Lao Zhou also stared at Man Bao.

Man Bao is very knowledgeable about current affairs. She feels that she can’t keep an inch, or she might be deprived of her right to go out, so she comforted Datou and Ertou quietly, "When I come back to give you sweets, if I make money this time, let’s go. I will definitely take you there next time."

  Big head and Ertou can only bow their heads in loss, "Well, sister, you have to say something."

   "Don't worry, when will I be speechless?"

   When the family came back from the field for supper, Lao Zhoutou and Qian had already made 25 bamboo baskets for them.

  Man Bao happily wanted to wrap all the bamboo baskets with flowers, so Da Ya stopped learning bamboo weaving, and came to help Er Ya.

  Seeing the eldest brother and the second brother, Man Bao also unceremoniously pulled the two in and asked them to continue to help make up the small bamboo basket.

  Zhou Dalang and Tue Lang also felt that this was a waste of time and bamboo strips, but because Man Bao insisted, and his parents had personally coaxed Yaomei, they had no choice but to follow along.

Soon, the discarded bamboo sticks left by Tue Lang ran out, and Man Bao aimed at those bamboo sticks that were intact, and Lao Zhoutou solemnly said, "That is the bamboo stick that your second brother hasn't used yet. You can't spoil it, and you have done fifty, which is enough."

  In fact, if she could sell one, Lao Zhoutou thought it would be a miracle.

  Man Bao can only give up the idea of ​​continuing to make trouble for the second brother bamboo sticks, and wrap beautiful flowers with Er Ya Da Ya. Of course, she is responsible for the mouth, and Da Ya Er Ya is responsible for the hands.

The flowers and plants they picked at noon were quickly used up, but there were about 20 bamboo baskets that were not decorated with flowers. Old Zhou waved his hand and said, "Okay, I will pick it up after dinner. It’s still a long time since the sun goes down."

   warned again, "You must go home before sunset, and you must not be hit by the dew."

  Everyone responded happily, and ran up to the mountain after a quick dinner. Of course, Fri Lang and Sat Lang would follow.

  Looking at Shiro’s dying, Old Zhou reprimanded: "You too, your sister is going up the mountain, you don’t even know how to take care of your brother?"

  Thursday Lang went to the world for three consecutive days, doing the best physical wasteland. Once he sat down, he didn't want to move. At this time, he was scolded by the old man.

  Old man Zhou was angry when he saw him like this, he turned his head and said to Zhou Dalang and others: "You have to watch him closely in the future. He is not allowed to go to the county for the past two years. If he finds him gambling again, he chops off the hand I gave him."

  Zhou Dalang both Tuesday and Wednesday responded.

"Okay, it's been so many days, you're angry too, think about how to save some money to settle your debts," Qian said: "Boss, you go to the county town tomorrow, and ask you If you don’t have work, you don’t have to come back. You just need to work there. Just let the kids bring the kids back.”

   Zhou Dalang said: "I'm afraid that it's hard to find work in the county."

"It's hard to find you guys and look for it. You can't sit and eat at home," Qian said, "I don't know what the closing scenery is next year. If the weather is the same as this year, even if you can't save money, at least you won't be short of food. Wear it. But if there is a drought or a flood, it will be difficult."

  Lao Zhou first touched the smoke rod and said, "Don't worry, I have asked Sanshu, Sanshu said, even if this year is not good, it is not much worse."

  Qian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words.

  Uncle San is the best crop in the village. Old people who grow old can basically see the weather in the next six months.

  Since he said that, the wind and rain next year should not be too bad.

  The Qian is satisfied, picking a lot from the mountain, all kinds of wild flowers and fine grass full of treasures are also satisfied, feel that tomorrow must be a beautiful day.

  The system just watched silently and said nothing.

  However, the next day, when Manbao got up from the bed and ran to look at the flower basket she had installed, he found that under the dim fire, all the flowers in the small flower basket she placed below had been folded or lost.

I had a dream last night. In the dream, I went to a street stall and I don’t remember what I was selling because it’s not important. The important thing is that a handsome policeman found me and gave me a photo. Pay attention to this person. He is a drug dealer, and he might come here to connect with someone recently. He asked me to take a picture of the person.

  　　 I agreed, and then the man came and he was shopping behind me. I was frightened and didn't dare to take pictures, so I planned to wait for him to leave.

  　　 As a result, when he left, I forgot whether he was standing in the row behind me to buy something, or was he buying something in the second row? Did you talk to the three people here, or did you talk to the three people behind...

  　　 So I was stunned, and woke up from my dream in a flustered manner.

  (End of this chapter)