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Chapter 12 Go to the county seat

The next day, the Chen family's breakfast meal remained the same as before.

After the meal, Zhao Miaomiao handed the little fat pier to Huihui Xiuxiu's two nieces to watch, and went out with Chen Shouxing with their things.

As soon as the two of them stepped out on their front feet, the chubby little boy on his back feet realized that his parents were gone. Tears rolled down his lips and he cried loudly. While crying, he kicked his short legs and chased after them.

Zhao Miaomiao looked back when she heard the movement, and saw the little fat man fell to the ground with a thud and got up again to chase.

Little Fatty burst into tears like a little tabby cat, crying pitifully, "Wow..."

Zhao Miaomiao's heart twitched, and she couldn't help turning around and going back.

Huihui Xiuxiu chased after Fatty and hugged him, apologetically saying, "Auntie, I'm sorry, we didn't take good notice of Fatty."

Zhao Miaomiao shook her head. Just now she was fascinated by seeing Xiao Pang Dun playing with Xiuxiu, but she didn't expect that he would notice that she was missing. She sighed and took the struggling Xiao Pang Dun from her niece's hand.

The youngest son clung to his wife's clothes, buried his little head in her arms and cried, Chen Shouxing frowned and said, "My daughter-in-law, I can go alone..."

Zhao Miaomiao shook her head and interrupted, "Even if I don't go today, I have to go to the county to hand in embroidery work tomorrow, and besides, you can't do it alone."

Chen Shouxing was silent.

Zhao Miaomiao looked down at Xiaopangdun. Except for the little knee that fell a little bit, there was nothing wrong with other places, so she reassured and coaxed, "Fatty boy, mother and your father will go to the county to buy meat for you. , come back at night, be obedient!"

Little Fat Hang shook her head sobbing, and her little hand grasped her without letting go, hiccuping, "Mother, don't leave, oh oh ... let my father buy flesh ~"

Zhao Miaomiao: "..."

Chen Shouxing smiled and pinched his fleshy face, "You brat is smart!"

The little fat pier turned his face away from the bad father's big hand, and muttered, "Daddy buys meat, and the stuffing won't leave~"

Chen Shouxing said, "Your father has no money to buy meat, so your mother has to go!"

Little Fatty's eyes widened, and he shouted in a childish voice, "You have flesh and blood, bad daddy!"

Chen Shouxing raised his eyebrows and said, "I spent all my money buying meat before."

The little chubby blinked his small eyes blankly.

Zhao Miaomiao followed the words, "Today I have to go to buy meat. Little Fatty will play with my brothers and sisters obediently. Parents will buy meat for you sooner and come back to make meat pies for you."

If you want to look down on your mother if you want meat, and if you want your mother not to eat meat, the chubby stunned.

Ruirui took his little hand and coaxed, "My brother will play with my brother obediently for a while, and my parents will come back with meat."

Little Fatty's paws relaxed a little, "Gruck?"

Zhao Miaomiao continued to coax, "Be good and play with brother at home for a while, mother will buy you delicious little sugar figurines and fun little windmills."

Little windmill!Ruirui's eyes lit up, she held the little chubby face in her hands and said, "My little brother, the windmill is so fun, it can spin by itself!"

The little fat pier doesn't know what a small windmill is, but he feels that his brother likes to be happy with him, the little guy can't help but follow Rui Rui's joy, let go of the fat hand, and the little mouth is noisy, "I want a car~"

Zhao Miaomiao nodded, handed the little fat pier to Huihui, patted his little head, and coaxed, "Okay, my mother will buy you a small windmill, and play with your brothers and sisters obediently!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Miaomiao hurriedly pulled Chen Shouxing past him, turned around and ran, and stopped until he couldn't see Xiaopangdun around the corner, resting his feet while panting.

Chen Shouxing frowned and wiped her sweat with his sleeves and said, "Daughter-in-law, two children are enough for us, Ruirui and fat, and we won't have any in the future."

Zhao Miaomiao asked suspiciously, "Don't you want a girl?"

Chen Shouxing shook his head and said, "No more!"

Rui Rui is very easy to take care of. Only after having Xiaopangdun can I know how much the child is annoying. The daughter-in-law is too tired to take care of her, and she is thinner than before.

He thought for a while and then said, "My daughter has to get married, and she won't be bullied under her nose, we don't know how bad it is!"

Zhao Miaomiao nodded silently.

After paying two Wen, I got into the ox cart of the village chief's house.

Today is not a day to go to the market, and the autumn harvest is approaching. Most people in the village are short of food in the fields and have not gone out to find work, so there are not many people in the car, and almost all of them are aunts and aunts who are going to sell eggs to buy things.

From Chenjiagou to the county, it takes more than an hour by bullock cart, and it takes three or four hours to walk.

After passing the city gate and arriving at Wanlin County, Zhao Miaomiao took Chen Shouxing straight to the Embroidery Pavilion to hand over the embroidery work first.

Mrs. Wang, the owner of the Embroidery Pavilion, is an old acquaintance of hers, and she is handing her the calculated money, "Miao Miao, these two embroidered fans are worth five hundred cash, and ten handkerchiefs are worth one hundred cash, please order."

"We are already familiar with each other, how can you give me less money?" Zhao Miaomiao smiled and took the money and put it directly in his wallet.

Mrs. Wang felt comfortable listening to these words, and she liked this lady who could talk and embroider very much.

There are not many people in the county who can embroider round fans well, and there are only a dozen people in the Embroidery Pavilion who can embroider. It takes five or six days to embroider an ordinary fan, ten and a half months for a better fan, and more than a month for a good one. .

Xiuyi Pavilion can only receive three to four hundred embroidered fans in a year. The lady in this county is not allowed to add three or two embroidered fans every year to maintain her dignity, so she doesn't have to worry about selling the embroidered fans.

Mrs. Wang also wanted her to take on more tuanfan jobs, so she raised her head and asked, "How many do you want this time?"

Zhao Miaomiao understood what she meant, and replied with a smile, "The child is still a little troublesome, so it's fine as usual, two round fans and ten handkerchiefs."

Mrs. Wang thought about it, and she wrapped the handkerchief with the fan and handed it to her.

Zhao Miaomiao took it and put it in a basket, said goodbye and left.

Generally, people go directly to the library to buy books, so they have to find a lively place to sell books, for people who have a little money at home and want their children to study and love to save money.

When I came to the market, I found a place and paid ten yuan for the stall.

Chen Shouxing spread the straw mat in his hand on the ground, took out the books wrapped several layers of oil paper in the back frame and placed them on the straw mat.

The two stalls next door sell baskets of steamed stuffed buns, and inside there are stalls selling chicken, duck and meat.

The aunts and aunts who buy vegetables and cook are not people who want to save money, and a family that can afford meat is always good.

After the stall was set up, Zhao Miaomiao began to shout loudly, "Aunts, uncles and aunts, come and have a look! Anyone whose children want to go to school or want to send their children to study and learn a few words, come and have a look! These are all The books my children need are sold at a bargain price today!"

"In the library, the three-character scriptures with hundreds of surnames and thousands of characters in a set of one hundred yuan are only ninety yuan here! All the books are more than ten and twenty yuan cheaper than those in the library! The characters are neat and clear, and the paper and ink used are all better than The job in the library! Come and take a look when you pass by!"

"There are not many books, and they will be gone when they are sold out! There are only a dozen more books, and only a few books are missing! They will be gone when they are sold out! They will be gone when they are sold out!"

Not long after, many people surrounded the stall, asking various questions.

“My child is going to be sent to school, but I don’t know what books to sell?”

"I'm illiterate. Is this book of yours real or fake? Is it all written randomly?"

"Is it really cheaper than ten cents or twenty cents?"

(End of this chapter)