Jia Gu, who had been anxious all day, was afraid that the salesman would come today. She didn't expect that he would come anyway, but she also didn't expect that Hu Bao was so capable and lucky.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, just these dragonflies cut from bamboo slices, four dollars each? It's almost as much as the price of a liter of grain. A hundred rolling lanterns? Will they come to pick them up at noon the day after tomorrow? Alas, the fields are so far away.

Leave someone alone, otherwise we can make a lot more work if we work together."

Wang Weng was not used to using bamboo knives, and was slowly getting used to it. He dismissed his old wife's idea: "They gave me a deposit of two hundred. They said it was a deposit, but in fact they only needed a hundred. Let's just make this up. We can't be greedy.

One hundred is a lot, two hundred are the real thing. The whole yard is crowded with lanterns, can anyone still get in?"

Several juniors were amused by their elder father, and their minds were filled with images of adults in nice clothes tripping over a pile of lanterns, getting up and tripping again.

Little Jia went out with a basin of dirty clothes. When she met her neighbors who were washing clothes together, they all asked her enviously: "It's spread in the village that your niece is really capable. She has made a big deal with a local salesman.

"

"It's not a big deal."

"Look at Aja's strict mouth. This is a good thing. There's nothing he can't say."

Little Jia: "I just came back from the fields. I really don't know as much as you do. I can't make up lies."

When the woman Li heard the word "blind", she immediately thought of Wang Dalang. She approached little Jia and said, "The eldest brother is very capable this time. If this continues, you may have to rely on the eldest brother everywhere after your second marriage."

"As I said, we haven't separated our families. My uncle is the one who relies on me for all the family members! It's not a house!"

Mrs. Li curled her lips and said, "Then all the money your niece earns will be given to your uncle? Blind Wang... Your brother-in-law has no selfish motives and won't save a dowry for your niece? Tsk, tsk, tsk, I don't believe it!"

Little Jia gave a "chic" smile and said, "You've already mentioned selfishness. If someone really has selfishness, how can he still shout out and let me know?"

The women burst into laughter.

Zhangcang's mother, Zhao, who had been walking at the edge, said at this time: "I dare not tell others that this child A Ge has no selfish motives. Sister Jia, how can your Wang family have such a proud girl?

Blessing."

Little Jia: "What Zhao said touched my heart. I really hope that my niece can be more patient and save enough money to buy an ox. I am even more grateful to God. My uncle does not have to work so hard to earn a living."

There’s no need to ask for help when traveling far away.”

Mrs. Zhao blushed. Her son, Zhang Cang, learned crafts from Wang Ge. The Wang family never cared about what the Zhang family asked for. But this morning, Wang Sanlang came to borrow a bullock cart and politely brought him two liters of millet. Jun Gu unexpectedly

Received.

Mrs. Li came over again: "Ajia is so filial. Speaking of traveling far away, I saw your uncle rushing away with someone's ox cart this morning? It's already late and you haven't seen him come back yet?

"

Little Jia glanced at Zhao with cold eyes, but said, "I don't know whose oxcart I borrowed, but I just went to his maternal uncle's house. Shatun is far away, so I won't be able to come back until noon tomorrow."

Her prediction was accurate. Wang Sanlang did come back in the afternoon of the next day. He shouted into the courtyard, unloaded the pumpkin food box and bamboo curtain in the courtyard, and went to Zhanghu to return the car first.

Wang Ge went over, and Wang Yun jumped up and down to help her sister.

Salesman Feng came here in the morning and checked the fifty bamboo dragonflies one by one. He was very happy to get two hundred money. He looked at the Wang family yard with interest. There were several more clotheslines than yesterday, hanging and shaking.

The swaying bamboo rolling lantern.

The salesman felt that he had made a loss yesterday, but he regretted it today. Look at them, they are round and round. If they were sewn into colorful masks, lit up and rolled at night, and the light and color were always dazzling, would they cause children to scream?

Otherwise, he can buy a few for two dollars, and if he can't sell them, he can give them to his children to play with.

At this time, Wang Ge brought the food box over with a smile and said: "Uncle, this is the food box I made. The bamboo curtain was broken on the road, so I won't sell it."

Shopkeeper Feng was a very smart person, so he didn't ask any questions at all. He said "Okay, okay", fixed his eyes on the food box, and secretly marveled: Are the craftsmen's craftsmanship so good nowadays? Why do they feel that the craftsmanship is better than that of the craftsmen in the countryside?

How much less?

He opened the lid and was pleasantly surprised. It turned out that a small pumpkin made of thin strips was firmly embedded in the inner top of the lid! The key is, from the hollow gap of the small pumpkin, it can be seen that there is an even smaller pumpkin inside!

"Wang Jiangtong, I'll take this food box. You set the price!"

Wang Weng and his son were wondering, aren't they all salesmen setting prices?

At this time, Wang Sanlang came back from returning the ox cart. He saw his nephew Wang Yu standing by the courtyard gate, with red eyes and trembling chin, so he asked: "Hutou, what's wrong? Who bullied you? Tell your third uncle."

Wang Yun sobbed, shook her head without looking at her third uncle, and wiped away her tears before they fell.

Suddenly there were several laughs in the courtyard. Wang Sanlang picked up Wang Yun and entered the courtyard. He was wondering why there were so many bamboo cages. Wanting to make his nephew laugh, he deliberately asked: "Why are there so many round cages? Tell your third uncle,

Did you go up the mountain to trap a rabbit?"

Wang Yun didn't reply to him, she twisted her body down, buried her face in her elder father's arms in aggrieved manner, and took the opportunity to shed a few tears.

The pumpkin food box was finally priced at seventy yuan by salesman Feng! It was more expensive than a bucket of rice, which was more than Wang Ge expected.

He told Wang Ge that if it were not for the two small pumpkins inside the lid, he would only pay fifty yuan. He also said: "Who is short of food boxes now? People who buy such items really use them to hold meals.

Huh? Haha, usually on outings, when meeting friends, I put some preserved fruit or some pen and ink. Once I open this box, put the lid back and forth like this, tsk tsk tsk..."

The salesman hesitated and hesitated, and finally did not buy the bamboo rolling lantern.

After the family watched the deliveryman leave, Wang Weng's face turned from joy to anger. Looking at the window mats rolled up under the wall, what else can't be understood? No wonder Hutou was in such a wronged state just now. Age made it clear.

It was a fine bamboo curtain intertwined with green and yellow strips, but what Sanlang brought back from Shatun was a rough straw curtain made of wheat straw and hemp rope!

"You bastard! What a useless bastard! You are so poor that you can just patch things up, but you still use the curtains that your niece worked so hard to make as gifts! I let you give favors, but I let you make your own decisions!" Wang Weng moved the curtains and kept hitting Saburo.

Wang Yun was frightened and cried: "Don't hit me, please don't be angry, don't hit my third uncle!"

Wang Ge saw that her father was in a hurry and wanted to come over on a crutch. Her hair was caught by the rolling lamp, so she simply hugged the tiger's head and hid.

Behind him, Wang Sanlang only dared to shield his face while explaining: "Father, listen to me! I'm late, my aunt has already hung up the curtain made by A Ge. If I untie it and tear it, I will definitely sell it."

I won’t go out. This straw curtain was made by my grandma and it’s new, so it’s fine.”

"Can it be resisted? Can it be resisted? Ahem, can it be resisted?" The straw mat was knocked to the ground. Wang Weng coughed angrily and his face turned red.

When Wang Ge heard her elder father coughing, she hurriedly turned back and kicked away the straw mat first. When she turned around, she saw her elder father raising his palm, which frightened her. She immediately hugged his elder father's arm and said, "Uncle! What if this is all my fault?"

Third uncle is also wronged! Besides, don’t let outsiders hear the joke on us." She was annoyed with third uncle, but slapping him in front of the juniors was completely different from venting his anger on a straw mat just now.

Wang Weng was most afraid of exposing his family to public disgrace, so he walked back angrily, but forgot to dodge, and his hair got caught in the bamboo hoop on the clothesline.

As soon as Wang Sanlang reached out his hand, he was yelled away.

"Get up and go!"

Wang Ge really couldn't reach that lock of hair, and my father had poor eyesight, so he had to let his third uncle untie it.

Whether a bamboo curtain is valuable or not is of secondary importance. The most important thing is that the third bedroom cannot tamper with the utensils in other bedrooms. Replacing it with a bad straw curtain without permission is even more abominable! This matter must be done justice to the principal.
Chapter completed!