Zhou's temper is hard, and Song Qingmo's temper is even harder.

The two of them faced Mai Mang, and no one would budge.

Song Qingyuan watched from the side and sighed silently.

The old lady is not short of money now, if Song Qingmo is willing to say a few soft words, the dates at home can be much cheaper if she doesn't give them for free.

There will never be such a blatant bargain.

Sun figured out the old lady's temper and followed it everywhere.

Although the old lady didn't give her a good look, she gave up the benefits that should have been granted.

If Song Qingmo is willing to be soft, her granddaughter will definitely not be worse than her daughter-in-law.

Thinking like this, Song Qingmo negotiated the price with Zhou.

"Four pennies a pound! You can pick the dates at home yourself. Zhou said. is not afraid that Song Qingmo will fool her in catties.

Song Qingmo really wouldn't fool her, so she opened her mouth to respond, "Cheng!" Four cents is four cents, and the money can only be given after selling the jujube cake. ”

Zhou pouted, but she didn't say to give it now.

Tsundere's little granddaughter, awkward old lady, hey! Song Qingyuan shook her head silently, she couldn't persuade anyone.

She could imagine what the old lady would say

It must be that she is an old woman, and she struggled to raise her son, but she also has to look at the face of a little girl or something.

persuade Song Qingmo, Song Qingmo will also have her own rhetoric.

"Mo'er, in our village, there are also people who plant jujube trees, you can go and harvest them." Song Qingyuan suggested.

There are not many jujube trees in the Song family, a total of four.

Two for two houses and two for orchards.

The fruit trees in the old house are old and well cared for, and a jujube that can bear more than 50 catties can bear a lot.

The orchard is newly transplanted this year, and it is good to be able to bear dates, but I dare not look forward to the quantity.

"I know!" Song Qingmo nodded, "That's what I plan, I'll go to the village to collect it in the next two days." ”

"At this time, the dates in every household are almost gone," Song Qingmo pondered.

Song Qingyuan nodded secretly, as long as he had a score in his heart.

"The money for collecting dates?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"It's fine!" Song Qingmo waved her hand, "My sister has it." ”

"If it's not enough, tell me." Song Qingyuan said.

Song Qingmo smiled sweetly, revealing two little tiger teeth, "I won't be polite to you." ”

"That's it"

As he spoke, Shiro ran in.

"Milk, sister, peach!" Holding a few ripe peaches in his hand, he poured them on the kang.

The peaches are not big, but they look good, and they are pink.

In the first year of transplanting, the number of peaches produced was small, and there were only three peach trees, so Zhou made the decision and left it for the family to eat, not to sell it.

"Take it out, wash it, and eat it." Song Qingyuan commanded.

Shiro took Momoko in his arms again and ran out with a da.

After cleaning, each person in the house was divided into one.

Song Qingyuan took a bite and commented, "It's sweet and crispy, delicious!" ”

Although there are not as many varieties as modern ones, they are delicious, but they are definitely a good fruit in ancient times.

"It's delicious!" Shiro eats a mouth full of peach juice.

Song Qingyuan took out a handkerchief and wiped it.

"It's delicious, it's just too little." Song Qingmo felt that it was a pity that there were only three peach trees in the family, and each tree only had about 30 peaches.

In the hands of a single person, it is only five or six.

You can only eat five or six peaches a year, which is really not much.

"If only there were a few more peach trees," Shiro chirped, and he hadn't eaten enough peaches.

Song Qingyuan looked at Zhou.

Zhou said, "The lotus pond and fish pond at home are still being dug, and the orchard will wait for the spring next year." ”

Two days later, the three brothers of the Song family, Sun, Li, Ye, Song Qingyuan, Song Qingrong, Song Qingmo, Dalang, Sanlang, Shilang, and Changgong Liu Laogen.

Each person carries a basket or basket in his hand.

Stand in the orchard and pick hawthorns.

The men climbed the trees and beat them, and the women picked up the fallen hawthorns into the baskets.

After filling a basket or a basket, it was transported into the courtyard of the Song family.

Nearly 1,000 catties, the red hawthorn was placed in the courtyard, and Zhou looked at it and showed joy, this year's hawthorn knot is good.

If these hawthorns are made into hawthorn cakes, hawthorn slices, and hawthorn rolls, you can earn a lot of money this year.

I dare not say more, there are still more than a dozen taels.

But the current manpower in the family

Zhou pondered, Li wanted to see the workshop, Sun also had to take care of his own embroidery workshop, and Ye wanted to feed chickens, ducks, and pigs.

also has to help Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo make jujube cakes.

that

"Mother, the work at home is important, I won't delay the family." Sun was the first to speak.

"Mother, I can also do the work at home first." Yip followed.

Li pursed his lips and did not speak.

Zhou waved his hand, "First in the village, find two people, clean the hawthorn and remove the core, and our family will do the rest." ”

"The third child, I also make a little tight, I am playing a batch of molds, so many hawthorns, I estimate that I didn't have enough before." Zhou commanded.

"Okay, mother, I'll go fight!" Song Chengli immediately responded.

"Mother, who are you looking for?" Sun asked.

"You pick, pick the one who is honest, has few things, and admits life." Zhou instructed.

Sun thought for a while, "Mother, I think Granny Zheng and Widow Wu are good." ”

Widow Wu is alone, and Granny Zheng has a little grandson, both of whom live in the east of the village and are neighbors.

Usually I rarely interact with people in the village, I don't talk much, and I don't do much.

The most important thing is that he has a strict mouth, does not love the Taoist family, sings about the Li family, and does not pull his wife's tongue.

Last year, I came to the Song family's old house to knit a straw hat.

Sun had a good impression of them.

These two people, Zhou's impression is also good, "Okay, it's just the two of them, you go and ask." ”

"I'll pay them ten cents a day."

Zhou estimated that these two people, plus her, plus Da Lang, San Lang, Song Qingrong, Song Qingmo, Song Qingyuan, and other people in the family can also make up for it.

In this way, it can be done in four or five days.

"Hey!" Sun responded and went out to the east of the village.

The rest of the people, each carrying a small stool, gathered around the main courtyard and began to clean and remove the core.

Song Chengzhong and other men were responsible for carrying and fetching water.

Shiro put the washed hawthorn in his mouth and took a bite, his chubby face wrinkled, "Sister, it's so sour!" ”

"Hawthorn is originally sour, sweet in sour." Song Qingyuan said softly and patted Shiro's head melon, "Hurry up and wash it, when you wash out this basket of hawthorns, remove the core, and I will make you a sugar gourd to eat." ”

"Good! Eat sugar gourds! Shiro clapped his hands happily and licked his lips.

After a while, the Sun family returned, and Granny Zheng and Widow Wu agreed to come to the Song family to work.

However, you have to feed the pigs at home every day before you can come over.

Song Qingyuan knew that this pig was the pig she raised with the two of them, and picked up the washed hawthorn.

asked Zhou for sugar, and Song Qingyuan went into the kitchen.

Find a few clean sticks and string the hawthorns.

Put the sugar in water, boil it into syrup, wrap it on the hawthorn while it is hot, and the sugar gourd is ready.

"Come, taste it" Song Qingyuan handed the sugar gourd to everyone.

Before everyone could taste it, the courtyard door of the Song family was pushed open, and Erlang hurriedly walked in, "Wang's second daughter-in-law jumped into the river"