I Deliver Candy To Men

When Mrs. Song heard his words, she was amused!

"Six sons, you haven't married Yingying yet, so you don't count as our family." Song Lao Niang said.

When Liu Zi heard this, he was stunned: "Am I not from our family?"

When he spoke, there was a bit of disappointment and loneliness in his eyes, and against that handsome little face, someone looked sad.

Song Lao Niang felt amused again, and felt pity for him: "Good boy, push the food back."

Liu Zi lowered his eyes, held the handlebars in both hands, and said in a low voice, "Can't you put it at home first as a dowry?"

Song Laoniang laughed even more: "You are in the family, what do you want as a betrothal gift?"

Liu Zi froze for a while: "So it's a dowry?"

"Pfft!" After hearing his silly words, Mrs. Song couldn't hold back her laughter, "Liu Zi, you're really laughing!"

This child, looking at the appearance of a little adult, turned out to be pretending, and he didn't understand anything!

"Go back quickly!" She waved at him, "Can you push it? Shall I help you?"

Liuzi shook his head: "I can push it."

Took a truckload of food back home.

The words "dowry" and "dowry" were taught to Shito Niang by Song Lao Niang, so Shi Shi Niang also laughed: "This child is sincere."

Shito Niang thought it was good for the two children to get together, but now Song Lao Niang felt better and better.

The marriage over there has been rejected. Mrs. Song was originally reluctant to marry Yingying early. Now that her six sons are in the family, she is only waiting for the family to be added. The more she looks, the more satisfied she is.

Just thinking of Song Qiuyan's marriage still made me feel uncomfortable. She and the village chief's daughter-in-law have been struggling, and both feel that their daughter is better. Now Qiu Yan's marriage is obviously better, which makes Song Lao Niang feel uncomfortable.

But she thought about what Shitou Niang advised her to be content with, and that there was no perfect thing, so she kept those discomforts in her heart and didn't show it.

Summer is Liu Zi's favorite season.

He can go into the river and touch the mussels, and he can easily find a large pot. He smashed open the mussel shells, plucked out the mussels, and knocked them loose with the back of a knife, and the stew became a fragrant pot, satisfying Song Yingying's cravings.

Or maybe they caught the monkeys, touched dozens of them in one night, and cooked them for Song Yingying to eat.

The snails are the easiest to touch. On the shallow water beach by the river, there are piles of them. He takes the pots and directly holds them in the pots. After raising them for a few days, they spit black mud, and they can be fried for Ying. Ying eat.

He planted melons to sell some money, and he saved up, without spending a penny. Occasionally when he went to the city with Song Yingying, he would buy some materials and give Song Yingying something delicious.

"You are my fiancee. If I don't give you the flowers, who will I give them?" Once, Song Yingying told him not to spend all the money on it, he retorted.

He knew that Song Yingying was greedy and loved beauty, but he couldn't afford those clothes and jewelry, so he had to move closer to her greed and try his best to satisfy her.

Song Yingying was very helpless. The younger brother next door is too sincere, and he treats her with all his heart, so that she can't help but gradually accept that the two will get married in the future.

Although he is still young, he will always grow up. He is good-looking and good-looking. When he grows up, he must be tall and handsome. Until then, there should be no problem accepting it.

After she figured it out, Song Yingying was able to treat the sixth son naturally again.

"Would you like to sell it in the city?" Song Yingying said one day when she ate the snails fried by Liuzi and felt that the taste was better than before.

Liu Zi hesitated: "Will anyone buy it?"

"I don't know." Song Yingying shook her head as she ate, "It's fine if you can't sell it, we can eat it when we get it back. But if we can sell it, wouldn't we be rich?"

Liu Zi thought about it, there are so many snails, Yingying can't finish it herself, but she can try it.

So, the two cut the tail of the snail together, fried a pot, and took it to the city to try to sell it.

The sixth son was originally reluctant to let Song Yingying do it, for fear of cutting her white and tender hand, but Song Yingying made him soften with one sentence: "I know you are good for me, but I also want to help you. I help you, you don't. are you happy?"

How could he be unhappy? Even if she doesn't do anything and only talks by his side, he is happy. Now that she was willing to be considerate of him, he couldn't be happier.

The two went out of the pot before dawn, fried a pot of snails, and carried them into the city.

I found a small booth, sat down and set up a booth.

Song Yingying raised her chin, and she shouted in a crisp voice: "Fried snails! Fresh and fragrant! Try before buying!"

Liu Zi didn't even wipe his face when he heard someone shouting from his side. Her Bai Shengsheng's profile was like fine porcelain in the morning light, with beautiful lines, he stayed for a moment, and then something hot in his chest roared and rushed out.

He's not good at all. He was never good. But she has been so kind to him.

Suppressing the surging emotion in his chest, he cleared his throat and shouted, "Fried snails!"

Song Yingying stopped when Liu Zi shouted, she scooped some snails into a bowl, and ate one with a small skewer. After eating one, she shouted, "What a fresh snail! It's glutinous! Eat one. It can't stop!"

The two and a half-old children were all well-groomed, neatly dressed, and Song Yingying shouted funny, and soon someone came to buy them.

A bowl sells for five cents, which is neither expensive nor cheap.

"Big brother, you look like a decent person, so don't bargain with us poor children, right? We have come a long way! I beg you! I'll give you a few more for your head, okay? good?"

Song Yingying is very open-minded and has a sweet mouth. The half-sized girl is very attractive, so the sale went smoothly.

Liu Zi was stiff from the first time she uttered "Please, please", and then his face became numb.

In the end, the two sold out the snails and went home.

On the way, Song Yingying happily counted the money, she actually sold more than 160 yuan, a heavy bag!

Suddenly, I heard a heavy sentence from my side: "Yingying, don't come with me tomorrow."

"What's the matter?" Song Yingying turned her head to look at him.

Liu Zi lowered his eyes, his voice full of pain: "I don't want you to ask for help."

She is so good, he can't wait to hold the best things in the world in front of her. But what has he done? He let her go that far, went into the city with him to sell snails, and let her ask for help!

See someone and ask for it!

"Pfft!" What is Song Yingying doing? After hearing the reason, she couldn't stop laughing, "No, let me come with you! I want to come! I beg you! I beg, beg, beg you! Just let me come!"

Liu Zi looked at her in disbelief: "You, how are you..."

How could she say it so easily?

"What's the matter?" Song Yingying blinked and looked at him innocently, "You don't want money if you say something nice, and people are willing to pay for it, why don't you say it?"

In her day, the customer was god! Please God, let God open the wallet to benefit the people, what is there?

Liu Zi's face was complicated: "Then you, you begged me at that time, and let me dig earthworms for you..."

"No, don't say it!" He turned his face away and walked quickly ahead.

He dug her earthworms for four years!

He thought that was important to her! She didn't have time to dig, and asked others to dig for her!

Song Yingying followed behind with a smile.

When he was almost relieved, he gave him the purse: "Hey, I counted it, a total of one hundred and sixty-eight coins. Thirteen of them were given to us by a sister who saw that we were pleasing. The things are ours. Two sold, half per person, how about it?"

"I don't want it." Sixth son pushed back, "You keep it."

"Why don't you?" Song Yingying looked at him.

Liu Zi's face was slightly red, he turned his head away from her, swallowed, and said, "I'll keep all my money for you in the future."

Song Yingying said in her heart that she was unhappy and it was false. Such sincerity is rare in the world. She slowed down and said to him, "No, you have to take it. Listen to me, if you go out one day, see If you want to buy something you like, what do you do? Do you want to ask me for money and then buy it for me? That way, there will be no surprises! So you have to keep some money in your hand for emergencies ."

Liu Zi was moved by her for a moment, but then he shook his head: "No. I want to buy you something, and I want to make money in other ways."

In short, there is no reason to take back the money handed over to the daughter-in-law!

Seeing his stubbornness, Song Yingying had to resort to a big move: "I beg you! Can you hold it! Please!"

Liu Zi's feet softened and he almost fell to the ground. He turned back in anger: "What are you doing!"

"What, it doesn't work if I beg you? We haven't gotten married yet, so you don't care about my feelings so much? God, how will life be when we get married?" Song Yingying covered her face and said, Cry out.

It's hard for a boy to resist a girl, let alone a rookie like Liuzi.

Immediately he was gone. I wanted to say that she was a rogue, but she has always been such a rogue, and it was not once or twice that she deliberately misinterpreted his words. Not even a hundred times, two hundred times. He couldn't do anything about her before, and he still can't do anything about her now. With a sullen face, he took the money bag and said, "I accept it!"

Song Yingying put down her hands immediately, without any tears on her face, her eyes were full of smiles: "Listen to my daughter-in-law, have a good life with you."

Liu Zi was very angry when she saw her smiling face, but when she heard her say "daughter-in-law", she felt sweet in her heart. He snorted and stopped arguing with her.

After taking a few steps, he turned his head again and spoke to Song Yingying with a happy face: "It sold for a lot of money! Is it so easy to make money in the city? Let's go again in a few days?"

"It's not that it's easy to make money, it's that you cook deliciously." Song Yingying said, "You have to be sweet. Do you think whoever sells it can sell it so smoothly?"

But she was also happy. After a few more sales, you will be able to pull out the cloth and make a new dress!

Well, make it for Liu Zi. He has grown so big that he has never worn new clothes.

When she got home, Song Yingying took the money she earned and showed it to Mrs. Song, she was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth: "You two children, you really have an idea!"

"Idle is idle." Song Yingying said, "We'll go back in a few days, it's still two months before the weather gets cold, and we can still sell more than a dozen times! When I make money, I'll make a new piece of cloth for my mother. Get dressed!"

Song Lao Niang was very happy when she heard that, and she hugged her like a sweetheart.

Such a sweet girl, where can you find it? Thanks to the six sons, her heart and soul can be under her nose every day. Thinking of this, the unwillingness in Song Qiuyan's heart because of Song Qiuyan's high marriage faded a little.

Thinking of the sixth son, she said, "Don't rush to make it for your mother, make it for the sixth son first. He has grown so big that he has never worn new clothes."

He wears new shoes, and Mrs. Song and Mrs. Stone take turns making them for him every year. The main reason is that the cotton shoes in winter are not warm after wearing for a long time, and the feet will freeze in the middle of winter. Making shoes doesn't cost a lot of cloth, it just takes time. The two of them got the wrong time, and they made it all together.

"I want to do it for my mother first." Song Yingying leaned into her arms, "I am the closest to my mother!"

Song Lao Niang is not stupid, but she felt a sense of taste at this time, pinched her face and said, "I wanted to do it for the sixth son early in the morning, right? Before I got married, I turned my elbows out!"

"Nonsense! My mother who thought about it first!" This kind of thing cannot be admitted to death.

Song Lao Niang didn't care about her, and the soft little girl was cuddled in her arms, so people liked it.