Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

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Chapter 212 Who Splashes Cow Dung!

After lunch, Su Wangqin and Gu Chunzhu went to He Lao San's house to take back the bamboo shoots he dug together and also gave him the money he sold yesterday. Selling six liters a catty a pound in the town, He Lao San only accepted five liters a catty, he refused to take it for a long time, he could only do what he did.

I had seven bamboo shoots in my house. He added three more yesterday and 1st morning. Today, I planned 15 bamboo shoots and put them together in the basket.

He also brought some ready-made firewood from the house to the town, and the couple returned to the town house.

"Which kind of lack of morality did it!" Gu Chunzhu stood at the door and saw the piles of cow dung smashed at the door, which smelled bad. Fortunately, otherwise a bunch of flies would be surrounded by it in winter. People are sick.

"Which kind of leather monkey made it." Su Wangqin also wrinkled his nose and pulled Gu Chunzhu back to the side.

"Whose kid doesn't know how to play mud to play shit!" Gu Chunzhu breathed the fresh air on the side, his **** kept rising and falling, and she was the one who splashed feces and urine when she wanted to. She was bullied to the door of the house. It's mad.

But no one knew that she had moved to the town. She thought about it and went to Luo Xinlan's house without thinking about it. Su Wangqin went to the next door and borrowed a shovel to get the pile of dirt.

"Sister-in-law, do you see anyone coming from the backyard? I'm so mad, the cow dung is all on the door." Gu Chunzhu went into Luo Xinlan's front yard and sat down with a heavy bang on the table. , Scared An An, who was about to stick, was stunned.

But she was shocked and got into Gu Chunzhu's arms, sweetly shouting "Mother!"

Armed around this little dumpling, Gu Chunzhu's anger disappeared a lot.

"I didn't hear any sound, what the **** is going on!" Luo Xinlan also frowned, thinking, and the needles under his hands were so skilled that he could get down without staring.

Gu Chunzhu hugged An An, thinking that fortunately he had a good habit of locking himself, otherwise the cow dung had to be poured into his house, and he would give him a hammer when he caught him!

"The mother is not angry, Anni's mother An'an has a delicious meal with eggs and meat." An An's little hand touched Gu Chunzhu's chest, trying to make the mother angry, and said Gu Xinzhu Luo Xinlan treat her well.

Luo Xinlan looked at An An with such a clever look, and looked at her again with joy, and exclaimed: "It's a lovely little girl." Her praise praised An An's "hee hee" laughter.

Thinking of giving Luo Xinlan's winter bamboo shoots, Gu Chunzhu held An'an and went back to get it.

As soon as he approached the door, An An covered his nose and held his breath against Gu Chunzhu’s shoulder. "It smells bad, and it smells worse than when the younger mother pulls the stool." The chicken gets its name.

Gu Chunzhu watched that Su Wangqin had shoveled cow dung into a pile at the door and was wiping the door with a cloth.

"Wang brother worked hard for you." Gu Chunzhu gritted his teeth and cursed the man who splashed cow dung to the eighteenth generation of the ancestor. She took two fat bamboo shoots from her back basket and hugged An An. .

An An saw that the mother couldn't hold her, and she walked down on her own, swaying her feet.

Gu Chunzhu holding the little guy's hand and holding the bamboo shoot is much easier, just listen to the little guy said: "The house is stinky, ask the sister of Yingzi to have another one

Some flowers, fragrance! "

This is a good idea. Gu Chunzhu touched her little head. "An An is so smart. Let's change bamboo shoots for flowers, OK, and put a little on An An's clothes. This is Xiang An An."

"Okay, okay, when it's Xiang An'an, it's not as bad as An'an." An An smiled and smiled at Xiao Mi teeth.

Gu Chunzhu gave the two winter bamboo shoots to Luo Xinlan, and took two sachets from her. The gardenia smell was so strong that it could not cover up the smell of cow dung.

When Gu Chunzhu hung the sachet on the door, she realized her mistake.

The cow dung is mixed with the scent of gardenia or the smell of cow dung lingering in the gardenia. This smell is really, vomiting-

The only good thing is that you can't smell it when you close the courtyard door.

Su Wangqin is busy making a bed, and the basic structure of the bed has been made. He is polishing the bed with sandpaper so that he will not be caught by the burrs of the bed when he sleeps.

"Wang brother, you look at the child, I took Dongsun to the bunny shop Auntie." Gu Chunzhu was ready to set up the stall tomorrow. It is better to go to the Auntie to be idle today.

Su Wangqin nodded, and the two children were busy, playing with their own.

When I arrived at the bun shop, the maid of the bun shop was washing the steamer. I saw that Gu Chunzhu's shoes squeezed up and the corners of his eyes were squeezed out. "Sister-in-law, is there a shrimp?"

She looked at Gu Chunzhu and carried a basket, it didn't look like she was here to buy a bun.

"It's still early, there is still thin ice in the river water, but I brought the things beside me." Gu Chunzhu said as he put the back basket down and took out the winter bamboo shoots inside and shook it in his hand.

"Yo, it's winter bamboo shoots. The yellow mud on this root hasn't dried yet. It looks fresh." Aunt Baozipu took the bamboo shoot from Gu Chunzhu's hand and looked at it.

"Auntie, I don't want to spoof you. If you add a bit of bamboo shoots in the bun, it tastes very good. The Qingming dumplings on the south side are all added with bamboo shoots and dried tofu. Add some diced meat. It's delicious!"

Gu Chunzhu portrayed the maid of Baozipu. The Qingming dumplings he had eaten in his previous life did not know if Min Chao was there. Anyway, adding bamboo shoots is indeed good.

"I believe you. Last time, you said that the taste of prawns is good, and the taste is really good." Auntie weighed the bamboo shoots, and looked at a bamboo shoot, she was also a pound, and asked, "How do you sell it?"

"It costs six pounds to sell six liters on the street." Gu Chunzhu only said so, giving the aunt a bargain space.

"Then you sell me five pounds of money. Tomorrow, I will make a bun for sale. If the business is good, you will give it to me every day. Anything like a bamboo shoot will do, as long as it is fresh and not bad. "" The aunt said was reasonable.

Gu Chunzhu agreed and asked her to pick the basket of winter bamboo shoots today.

Auntie Baozipu picked six, and prepared to eat one at home, one for each of her two sons, and then gave it to her maiden, leaving two bamboo shoots to make stuffed buns.

The winter bamboo shoots were not very big, and the six bamboo shoots also weighed 5 kilograms. Gu Chunzhu accepted 25 yuan and returned home with satisfaction.

Going back to the house, smelling the smell of gardenia flowers, Gu Chunzhu clenched his nose and mouth, hurriedly entered the house, and saw An An standing in the yard with a doll in a daze.

"What's the matter with An'an?" Gu Chunzhu saw that the lively little guy was not used to it without hugging him.

An An's little radish's fingers pointed at the wall, shrugging her small shoulders in fear, "Quarrel, there are bad guys!"