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    After hearing what he said, Mrs. Song couldn't help but laugh!

    "Sixth son, you haven't married Yingying yet, so you don't count as our family." Mrs. Song said.

    When Liu Zi heard this, he was stunned: "Aren't I from our family?"

    When he spoke, there was a bit of disappointment and loneliness in his eyes, against that delicate little face, it was inexplicably sad to see.

    Mrs. Song thought it was funny again, and felt sorry for him: "Good boy, push the food back."

    Liuzi lowered his eyes, held the handlebars with both hands, and said in a low voice: "Can't you let it go home first, as a bride price?"

    Mrs. Song laughed even more: "You are married, what dowry gift do you want?"

    The six sons were stunned for a moment: "Then as a dowry?"

    "Pfft!" After hearing his silly words, Mrs. Song couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud, "Six, you are so funny!"

    This child, looking at the appearance of a little adult, turned out to be pretending, and he doesn't understand anything!

    "Go back quickly!" She waved at him, "Can you push it? How about I help you?"

    Liu Zi shook his head: "I can push it."

    Pushed a cart of grain back home.

    The words "betrothal gift" and "dowry" were taught by Mrs. Song to Mrs. Shitou, so Mrs. Shitou also laughed and said, "This child is really sincere."

    Mrs. Shitou thought it would be good for the two children to get together, but now Mrs. Song feels more and more.

    The marriage over there has already been rejected. Mrs. Song was reluctant to marry Yingying early, but now that her six sons are married, she just waits for someone to be added to the family. The more she looks at it, the more satisfied she is.

    Just thinking about Song Qiuyan's marriage, I still feel uncomfortable.  She and the village head's daughter-in-law have been fighting each other, thinking that their daughter is better.  Now Qiuyan's marriage is obviously better, which makes Mrs. Song feel uncomfortable.

    But she thought about Shitou Niang's advice to her, to be content in life, and nothing is perfect, so she kept those discomforts in her heart and didn't show them.

    Summer is the favorite season of the six sons.

    He can go down to the river to touch mussels, and he can easily find a large basin.  Crack open the clam shell, scoop out the clam meat, break it loose with the back of a knife, and cook it in a delicious pot, satisfying Song Yingying's cravings.

    Or maybe they caught a cicada monkey, touched dozens of them overnight, and cooked them for Song Yingying to eat.

    The snails are the easiest to touch. They are on the shallow water beach by the river, piled up in piles. He takes the pots and puts them directly into the pots. After raising them for a few days, and spit out the black mud, they can be fried for Ying.  Ying eats.

    He saved some money from growing melons and selling them. He didn't spend a penny. Occasionally, when he went to the city with Song Yingying, he would buy some ingredients and prepare delicious food for Song Yingying.

    "You are my fianc¨¦e, if you don't spend it for you, who will you spend it for?" Once Song Yingying told him not to spend all his money on it, he retorted.

    He knew that Song Yingying was greedy and loved beauty, but he couldn't afford those clothes and jewelry, so he could only get closer to her greed and try to satisfy her.

    Song Yingying was helpless.  The little brother next door was too sincere and devoted himself to treating her well, so she couldn't help but gradually accept that the two of them would get married in the future.

    Although he is still young now, he will always grow up.  He is good-looking, and when he grows up, he must be tall and handsome.  At that point, there should be no problem accepting it.

    After figuring it out, Song Yingying was able to treat her six sons naturally again.

    "Do you want to sell it in the city?" One day, Song Yingying ate the fried snails with six seeds, and she thought the taste was better than before, so she said.

    The six sons hesitated: "Will anyone buy it?"

    "I don't know." Song Yingying shook her head while eating, "It's okay if you can't sell it, we can eat it by ourselves. But if we can sell it, wouldn't we be rich?"

    The six sons thought about it, so many snails, Yingying couldn't finish it by herself, so she could try it.

    So, the two cut the tail of the snail together, cooked a pot well, and took it to the city to try selling it.

    The six sons were originally reluctant to do anything with Song Yingying, for fear of scratching her white and tender hands, but Song Yingying softened him with one sentence: "I know you are good for me, but I also want to help you. I will help you, don't you?"  are you happy?"

    How could he be unhappy?  Even if she doesn't do anything but just talk by his side, he will be very happy.  Now that she was willing to be considerate to him, he couldn't be happier.

    The two of them went to the pot before dawn, fried a pot of snails, and carried them into the city.

    I found a small stall, sat down, and set up the stall.

    Song Yingying raised her chin, and shouted in a crisp voice: "??What's more, Liu Zi is a rookie who has just entered the love scene.

    Immediately he was out of control.  He wanted to call her a rascal, but she has always been such a rascal, deliberately misinterpreting his words not once or twice.  Not even one hundred or two hundred times.  He couldn't do anything with her before, and he still can't do anything with her now.  With a sullen face, he took the money bag over: "I accept it!"

    Song Yingying immediately put down her hands, without any tears on her face, her eyes were full of smiles: "Listen to my wife, I will have a good life for you."

    Seeing her smiling, Liu Zi felt very angry, but when he heard her say "daughter-in-law", he felt sweet again.  He snorted and stopped arguing with her.

    After walking a few steps, he turned his head and talked to Song Yingying happily: "It sold for a lot of money! Is it so easy to make money in the city? Let's go again in a few days?"

    "It's not that making money is easy, it's because you cook it deliciously." Song Yingying said, "You have to be sweet. Do you think anyone who sells it can sell it so smoothly?"

    But she is also very happy.  If you sell it a few more times, you can pull the cloth to make a new suit!

    Well, do it for the six sons.  He has grown so old that he has never worn new clothes.

    Back home, Song Yingying showed Mrs. Song the money she had earned, and was so surprised that Mrs. Song couldn't stop her mouth from ear to ear: "You two children really have ideas!"

    "Idle is also idle." Song Yingying said, "We will go again in a few days, and it will be two months before the cold weather, and we can still sell more than a dozen times! When I make money, I will tear cloth and make new ones for my mother."  Clothes to wear!"

    Mrs. Song was delighted to hear that, so she hugged her and called her darling.

    Where can I find such a caring girl?  Fortunately, the six sons are married, so that her heart and soul can be under her nose every day.  Thinking of this, Old Lady Song's unwillingness to be born because of Song Qiuyan's high marriage faded a bit.

    Thinking of Liu Zi, she said: "Don't be in a hurry to do it for mother, first make a body for Liu Zi, he has grown so big, he hasn't worn new clothes."

    New shoes are used, and Mrs. Song and Mrs. Shitou take turns making them for him every year.  The main reason is that the cotton shoes in winter are not warm after wearing for a long time, and the feet will be frozen in the middle of winter.  It doesn't cost cloth to make shoes, it just takes effort, and the two of them made a round at the wrong time.

    "I want to make it for mother first." Song Yingying held her in her arms, "I am closest to mother!"

    Mrs. Song is not stupid, she felt the smell at this time, pinched her face and said: "I wanted to do it for my sixth son early in the morning, right? I haven't married yet, and my elbows are turning out!"

    "Nonsense! I think about my mother first!" This kind of thing can't be admitted to death.

    Mrs. Song didn't bother with her either, the limp little girl snuggled in her arms, how lovely it was.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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