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

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Chapter 222: Bai's Sending 100 Clothes

Gu Yu reached out and took a potato cake and put it on his lips. The soft cake still smelled of potatoes, much better than the noodles he made himself.

"What my mother made is delicious!" An An's little head emphasized with Gu Yu little by little.

"Mum, let's eat together." Gu Yu saw An An's big eyes all looking at the potato cake in her hand several times. He picked up a small one from An Bowl and stuffed it into An An's small hand.

An An was holding the potato pancakes, his little tongue blinked in his mouth, glanced at Gu Chunzhu and shouted "Mother!"

"Eat and eat!" Gu Chunzhu ignored the little greedy cat and put his attention on Gu Yu. He asked again: "Brother, think about it, Xiaocheng is also a sensible child, as long as you usually give it a pointer. , Just wait for you to work from the bookstore and I will send the child."

"It's okay, just don't send me meals specially." Gu Yu said slowly, looking at Xiaocheng's repeated contact with the pen and leaves on the rough edged paper. He also appreciated this sincerely seeking knowledge. .

"Well, what about you? I'll take care of your meal in the evening, how about a soup with meat and vegetables?" Gu Chunzhu thought that Xiaocheng had been taught, and he was relieved without having to explore at home. .

"No, just give me whatever you want to eat." Gu Yu said, he still felt that his talents could not be taught, but their mother and son thought he could try it.

Gu Chunzhu heard him saying that he was allowed, and he was very happy.

"That Xiaocheng stayed here for another half an hour, and I or your dad would come over to pick up later." Gu Chunzhu hugged An An, hoping to fly back and report the good news to Su Wangqin.

Xiaocheng had no intention of speaking with a pen, and nodded at Gu Chunzhu.

After returning home, Gu Chunzhu and Su Wangqin said this. He also had a smile on his face. Everything was going in a good direction. He told Gu Chunzhu to go to bed and pick up the children himself at night.

When Gu Chunzhu was lying on the bed, Su Wangqin came over again, a pair of thick brows frowned, sitting on the edge of the bed and watching Gu Chunzhu.

"Brother Wang, just say what you want to say." Gu Chunzhu patted An An who was asleep, and saw that she slept in a cloth and sat up.

"The paint is dry. You can buy quilts tomorrow." He said seriously, those black eyes were extraordinarily bright, and there was a longing desire to glow out of his eyes.

"Hey, I see." Gu Chunzhu covered his quilt on the quilt and laid it back in the quilt. He looked at Su Wangqin with a strange look. Why was this man so anxious?

"You go to bed first, I'll pick up the baby later." Su Wangqin tucked her back corner for her, and fiddled with the tongs in the charcoal pot on the edge of the table a few times. Busy.

Gu Chunzhu slept around An'an. I don't know when their father and son came back. When they fell asleep, they drilled into Su Wangqin's warm arms, causing the man to stare into the dark circles the next day to plan bamboo shoots.

Early the next morning, Gu Chunzhu locked the door of his family and went to the market to sell bamboo shoots.

After selling bamboo shoots and saving a little money, she went to buy a scale. Every time she gave bamboo shoots to others, the tail of the scale was raised high, and she gave more. Anyone who buys vegetables knows that the younger sister-in-law who sells bamboo shoots is sincere. Her business at the winter bamboo shoots stalls is excellent. Often, she can only start selling after others have sold out.

It was quite high by the day, Gu Chunzhu sold it almost, and there were a few bent bamboo shoots left. Looking at the sun, I was still in a hurry to make lunch. Gu Chunzhu would sit for a while and sell more. it is good.

"Winter bamboo shoots, winter bamboo shoots, winter bamboo shoots eaten by stew, and must not be astringent."

Gu Chunzhu shouted and came to the booth alone, and he was holding a child who didn't have a formal walk in his hand. Gu Guzhu's mouth was slippery, "Aunt, you can like my mother and my feet, legs It's almost broken!"

Gu Xiaohu complained, holding in his hand a sugar painting bought by his grandfather before going out. His lower front teeth had fallen off and looked a bit funny.

"How are you, sister-in-law, tigers?" Gu Chunzhu saw their eyebrows curled. Bai's is a good person. At least it's good to treat her. Gu Xiaohu, a leather monkey, is to be determined.

Bai took out a small jacket from the bag behind him, and looked at each piece of cloth that was sealed.

Gu Chunzhu took the jacket in Bai's hand, looked at it in his hand, and asked, "What is this, sister-in-law? Is it An'an's clothes?"

"Aunt, do you make Bai Jiayi?" Gu Xiaohu licked the sugar painting and snatched the white road, "I asked a lot of silver to ask for it, and I got up a little bit, to keep safe!"

"The teeth are all like this, so speak less and don't do it." Bai touched Gu Xiaohu's head, and she explained to Gu Chunzhu that it was the custom of the Bai Dynasty to be the Ming Dynasty.

If the bumpy child has been wearing a hundred clothes, she can grow up peacefully, so this cloth is for her family by family, and it is also stitched with one stitch and one thread.

"Cotton hair is also made by my mother." Gu Xiaohu added on the side.

Bai’s stared at his son, and said to Gu Chunzhu apologetically, "I know what happened when Chunzhu Shanghui's mother came here to make trouble for you. I also know that An An was almost abducted. I know you think of two children as yourself. Children are average, and I can’t do anything, just make a piece of clothing to help beg children grow up safely.”

"Sister-in-law, how nice you are." Gu Chunzhu raised his lips and smiled, his eyes moved. This is the first time that I have come to Min Dynasty for the first time, and I feel the love from relatives.

"Chunzhu you take it back, you have a hard time now..." Bai's approached Gu Chunzhu's edge and tucked in the money. Gu Chunzhu looked down at the money he gave to Bai's when he sent the pork back last time. .

"I can't really ask for money. Now that the family is okay, we have moved to the town. I will take you to see it and you will know." Gu Chunzhu pushed the money back and hurriedly picked up some crooked bamboo shoots on the ground and threw them into the back basket. in.

"Baijiayi arrived when we arrived, so you don't have to cook." Bai also wanted to take Gu Xiaohu back, and didn't want to trouble Gu Chunzhu.

But her baby son Gu Xiaohu was not her, but was a thick-skinned painter with sugar: "I still want An'an cousin, I'm going to find them to play, let's go buy two sugar paintings first, I have money. "He spread his hands and lay five copper plates on his palm."

The sugar paintings in Mulian Town are the flowers painted by maltose, birds and the like.

Seeing Gu Xiaohu as generous, Gu Chunzhu also touched his head and said, "Go back with Aunt, there is something delicious in Aunt's house, but you can't be hungry!"

"Don't touch my head, it will grow taller! If the man's husband grows as ugly as radishes in the future." The skinny kid also jumped up and shouted Gu Chunzhu angrily.

Gu Chunzhu couldn't help laughing, this kid is much more interesting than his father.