“My father is also old. When I have been a shopkeeper for seven or eight years, I have saved some money, I will go back to the village to retire. At that time, the patriarch and the village chief can only be left to me. Who dares to complain?
In addition, being a shopkeeper is a lot of good food. When you make food, you can eat whatever you want. That Mrs. Wan is a stupid person. If you coax a few words, she will listen to you. Our good days are coming.”
Jiang Lingu held a piece of silver in his hand.
It was exactly half a tael of silver given by Bai Qianshan.
This is used to buy bamboo tubes, and pay the rent for the rest, so that he can find a new house to live in.
“Okay, my father, this family is all up to you. I will listen to you. Anyway, when I came to the town this time, I said I would not go back. I was doing farm work in the field every day. I was much haggard, and the flesh on my body was not as soft as before. If I continued to do it, I was afraid you would despise me.”
The two of them had not been in love for a long time.
I was very tired again last night.
Zhou Gaier thought a little.
She threw a charming look at Jiang Lingu.
The latter trembled all over.
He was squeezed dry by a widow before.
Now, there are no ideas about sexual intercourse.
It’s not feasible.
“Okay, go back and pack up and move out quickly. I remember there is an empty house next door that is renting, which only costs 150 cents a month. I’ll ask. It’s better to settle it today, so as not to drive the shopkeeper away before.”
Bai Qianshan ran away with his son in his arms.
Zhou Gaier was a little puzzled.
Last time my husband came back, he hugged her and refused to let go.
Why has it changed so much in just a few months?
Of course she didn’t know that her good husband had put all the effort on others.
Noon.
Jiang Fubao was bored after dinner.
She pulled the corner of her grandma’s clothes and said slowly, “My grandma, can I go to the front of the shop to play?”
It was too hot and she didn’t take a nap anymore.
So I was so bored that I had fun with the small backyard and couldn’t sit still.
“Okay, go and play, don’t run around, just play at the door of the shop, Eryong, look at it.”
Zhang Jinlan said to her second son who was serving mung bean soup.
“I know, Mom, Fubao, let’s go and help my second uncle lift the curtain.”
Jiang Eryong has a unique skill. He can hold four cups of mung bean soup at the same time with both hands.
However, there was no extra room to lift the curtain, so I could only ask my niece to help.
Jiang Fubao is very happy.
She trotted toAt the door, because it was too hasty, I looked at it with the same hands and feet.
“Okay, uncle.”
She raised her head.
Smile innocently and cutely.
“Fubao is so good.” Jiang Eryong praised and crawled over.
My niece was too short and there was no way, so he could only squat over, otherwise the curtain would hit the face.
Jiang Fubao also followed.
She stood at the door of the shop, with her waist on her back, observing the crowd in line.
There are many familiar faces.
The shopkeeper next to him kept staring at the direction of his shop, his face full of envy.
Not only that.
The shopkeepers and waiters of several shops opposite also had the same expression.
The weather is hot, and people rarely go out at this point.
So many shops are empty.
Of course, my shop is still full of people.
“Selling green plums, the sour green plums, you will be sure to have a son. The more you eat, the more sons you will have—”
At this time, a strange hawking sound attracted Jiang Fubao.
Outside the shop, an old woman carrying a load was walking slowly.
The basket was filled with green plums as big as eyeballs.
Green and green.
Very beautiful.
This thing is very delicious when used as a green plum drink.