Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Zhu Yingqiu put down the potatoes in the pot and pulled her mother-in-law out of the kitchen.

Don't let her in again.

Seeing my daughter-in-law is so filial.

Zhang Jinlan felt very relieved.

"Fubao, is it hot? The sun is getting hotter and hotter. Who knows what it will be like in July. I'll change you into some light clothes tomorrow. Look, you're sweating even when you're sitting under the tree. When the mung bean soup is ready, I'll serve you a bowl."

Zhang Jinlan took out a linen handkerchief from her waist.

Wiping the sweat off my granddaughter.

"Grandma, this is the face washcloth we used in the past..."

Jiang Fubao looked at the handkerchief and felt that it looked very familiar. It was black and had two holes in it. The familiar pain when it was rubbed on her face brought back memories instantly.

"Yes, it would be a shame to throw it away, so grandma used it as a sweat towel."

Zhang Jinlan didn't expect her granddaughter to be so smart.

Recognized instantly.

She felt a little guilty.

She had promised her granddaughter to throw away the washcloth.

"Grandma, when I have money, I will buy you a softer handkerchief."

Jiang Fubao looked at Zhang Jinlan seriously and said.

"Mom, is the signboard ready? Is the mung bean soup ready? When are we going to set off the firecrackers? My eldest brother has already bought the firecrackers and is hanging them in front of the shop."

next second.

Jiang Eryong trotted over from the front of the shop.

There was excitement in his voice.

After all, today is the first day the shop officially opens.

"It's not ready yet. Wait another quarter of an hour. It needs to cool down after it's cooked. Ask your father and the others to come sit in the backyard. Ask Siyin to stand at the door of the shop and watch over the firecrackers to prevent anyone from stealing them."

Zhang Jinlan turned her head and said to her second son.

"I'll just watch, let Siyin come over."

Jiang Eryong volunteered.

"No, just let your brother watch it."

Zhang Jinlan had her own plans. Her youngest son was handsome and would surely attract many guests if he stood at the door.

Like a living signboard.

The second son was different.

He is a big and strong man. He has been eating well recently and has become much stronger. If you don’t know him, you might think he is a thug hired by the shop.

Don't scare away the guests.

It’s a pity that Jiang Fubao couldn’t hear what his grandmother was thinking.

Otherwise she would have laughed out loud.

"Ok."

Jiang Eryong didn't know what his mother was thinking.

I thought his mother was worried that he was tired.

I was deeply moved.

What a clever misunderstanding.

"Pingmei, are the pebbles hot? If they are, have Eryong bring them to the front and put the sausages on them to grill."

Since there were no iron nets or iron plates for grilling, the pebbles could only be placed in a ceramic basin, leaving a gap with firewood underneath.

Because there was a gap, the firewood was placed downwards.

So it will never be destroyed.

This is the solution that Jiang Shoujia came up with.

Even Jiang Fubao had to praise that his grandfather was so smart.

"Hiss, it's hot."

Sun Pingmei touched a handful of pebbles and cried out in pain from the burns.

She breathed in and out, pinched her earlobe with her right hand, and grimaced in pain.

"Hey, you idiot, why are you touching it? Just put your hand close to it and see if it's hot. Eryong, get a basin of water and let Pingmei soak her hands. Otherwise, she will get blisters and she will suffer."

Zhang Jinlan clapped her hands in fear.

She was so angry that she didn't know what to say.

Jiang Eryong's face was also full of anxiety and heartache.

"Hey, mom, I'm fine."

Sun Pingmei grinned and smiled foolishly.

Jiang Eryong glared at her and hurried to fetch some water.

The river water was icy cold, cooling Sun Pingmei's hands and the freshly cooked mung bean soup.

It was just a small incident that wouldn't cause any waves.

At the beginning of noon, the hottest time of the day, Jiang's snack shop opened.

"Crackling——"

The sound of firecrackers rang out in the delicious alley of Baishi Street.

It was lunch time and the place was bustling with people.

Many people were attracted by the sound of firecrackers.

After Zhang Jinlan finished shouting, only a few people came.

Everyone goes to restaurants or hotels to eat, no one wants to eat these snacks.

After the two tables of people in the shop left.

It became deserted.

Zhang Jinlan simply asked her eldest son to buy some sesame cakes for lunch.

Because someone was needed to look after the shop, the person shouting became Jiang Eryong.

As for Jiang Fubao, she didn't like sesame cakes, so she grabbed a freshly baked sausage and sat outside the shop to eat it in small bites.

It was grandma who asked her to sit over here.

Because the weather was too hot, the clay basins were brought to the front of the shop, making the whole shop hot, for fear that the customers would sweat profusely from the heat.

I could only carry the pottery basin back to the yard.

On the left side of the shop, Jiang Siyin was standing upright.

Like a doorman.

The clothes he wore today had the least patches of all his clothes.

Wash it thoroughly.

The fair face formed a sharp contrast with the dark-skinned men on the street.

A handsome one to the extreme.

A pile of black shit like cow dung.

Jiang Fubao watched silently.

Who said there were no crazy people in ancient times?

Look, all the women passing by, from the old to the young, which one of them didn’t stare at Daddy?

There were several more glances directed at her.

Oh no.

It was the grilled sausage in her hand.

The fragrance wafted around the shop door.

Several people sniffed.

I want to smell it more clearly.

"Little girl, what is that in your hand?"

A plump woman walked up to Jiang Fubao, bent down and asked with a kind smile.

Next to her was a girl about five or six years old. She looked timid and shrank beside the woman, not daring to look up.

"Aunt, this is grilled sausage. It's sold in my grandma's shop. It's really delicious! It's full of meat. Wow, take a bite, it's so fragrant! Does this sister want to eat some? There aren't many left. I'm afraid they will be gone today after they're sold out."

Jiang Fubao deliberately took a small bite.

Smacking lips loudly.

The greedy little girl was about to cry.

"Mother~"

The little girl grabbed the woman's arm and swung her back and forth.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you, little girl. That's the shop behind you, right? Oh, Jiang's Snack Shop. This is the first time I've heard of it. There are firecrackers on the ground. Is it a new shop? Come on, Yan'er, I'll take you in to have a look."

Just now, my daughter was clamoring to eat what the little girl was holding.

She had no choice but to ask shamelessly.

Who made her get married for more than ten years before giving birth to this only daughter?

Naturally, you are favored in the palm of your hand.

Give whatever you want.

"Please come in, sir. What would you like to eat? We have grilled sausages, green bean soup and small potatoes in our shop."

The person who greeted the guests was still Jiang Eryong.

Zhang Jinlan was eating in the backyard.

I'll replace him later.

"Let's have the grilled sausage. My daughter is also craving for it when she sees the little girl sitting at the door eating it. Yan'er, can I buy you one? Do you want to eat something else?"

The woman lowered her head and asked her daughter.

"Don't~"

The little girl named Yan'er shook her head.

Her voice was soft.

Like a mosquito buzzing.

"Okay, sir, a sausage, right? Twenty cents." Jiang Eryong said with a smile.

At the snack bar, you pay first and eat later.

When the woman heard the price, she was not surprised at all and took out her purse to pay.

He doesn't look short of money.