The modern fortune-telling history of a small shopkeeper

After noon, there were gradually fewer people eating, and their stalls were almost sold out.

Seeing the boys in the family coming back that day, Uncle Qiao wanted to go home early, so he sold the little things that were left at a low price.At this time, there were still a lot of things for sale in the vegetable market. He went shopping and came back with a few bags in his hand, which were all the things he bought just now.

"Abba, what kind of food did you buy?" Qiao Mingyong helped carry the things to the small room at the back, and he couldn't help asking when he saw his abba coming back with something in his hands.

"Haha, I bought a few catties of pork belly and a few catties of prawns. I'll cook braised prawns for you when I go back." Uncle Qiao raised the bag in his hand, which contained a lot of things and a large fish.

There is no shortage of fish in their family now, and they will buy meat every three days. Once the food in the family is good, the two grandchildren in the family have gained weight.

Also, they have grown vegetables in their own vegetable garden. This is the season when melons and fruits are ripe, and the garden is full of melons and fruits. Their family does not need to buy vegetables outside on weekdays, so he did not buy vegetables just now.

"Daddy, do you know how to cook? Didn't you ask Aniang to fry it." Qiao Mingyong took the food from his father and put it in the car.

"Don't underestimate your father, when you and I know how to cook, you were not in your mother's stomach yet!" Uncle Qiao gave his son a look, thinking that he was also a good cook back then.

It's just that he married a good daughter-in-law and came back. She has been cooking for him for so many years, and he has long since forgotten where his own culinary skills have gone.

Qiao Mingyong stuck out his tongue in his heart, not quite believing his father's words.

"I still don't believe it!" Uncle Qiao glanced at the youngest son with disdain. Although he disliked the youngest son very much, whoever let him be his own son, he couldn't really lose his dislike.

"No, I don't believe it." Qiao Mingyong didn't dare to tell the truth, for fear of being beaten by his father.

Right now everyone is packing up the stalls and preparing to go back early.

"When I go back and ask your mother to kill a big rooster, your mother should have bought vegetables." In their family, women handle the money, so women buy vegetables.But now that he has money in his pocket, Uncle Qiao will buy some meat to go home from time to time. He feels that women are not willing to pay for food and are not as generous as their men.

"Haven't we finished eating the chickens we raised at home?" Qiao Mingyong helped his father into the car, and asked his little cousin to follow, and he followed behind.

"No, you are not at home, your mother is reluctant to kill, she said she will wait for you to come back before killing." Uncle Qiao couldn't help complaining about his wife's stinginess.

The flock of chickens they raised at home was still during the Chinese New Year. The children in the family came back and killed more than a dozen chickens to eat, and the rest were still kept there.

Not long ago, I bought a group of chicks to raise. Anyway, there are so many bean dregs at home every day. It would be too wasteful to just throw them away, and they are reluctant to give them away.At the stall in their town, there are some leftover food every day, and they just take it back to feed the chickens, and feed a group of chicks until they are round and round every day.

Hearing his father talking ill of his mother, Qiao Mingyong couldn't help reminding: "Father, it's good for you to talk about it here, don't talk nonsense when you go back, be careful that mother won't give you food. "

Uncle Qiao glanced at his son, are your father and I so stupid?

Seeing how his cousin and uncle got along together, Qiao Minglang felt a little envious in his heart.

"Chunfu, don't cook at home tonight, come over to eat at my place." Uncle Qiao shouted to the brothers below.

"All right, I'll take the vegetables I bought to your house later." Qiao Chunfu didn't want to be too polite, but he also bought the vegetables earlier, at worst, he just took the vegetables to his brother's house to get them.

Huang Yan has no objection to going to her uncle's house to cook. At home, she cooks by herself, and her nephew will still burn firewood when he comes back from school.They want to cook with their sister-in-law and have a companion, so they can chat and talk while cooking.

Uncle Qiao looked at his nephew and said, "Minglang, you bring your younger brothers and sisters over to uncle's house for dinner. Your house is built better than uncle's house. Go back and see if you are satisfied."

"Okay, thanks for your hard work, uncle. Since the uncle said yes, it must be good." Qiao Minglang entrusted his uncle to help and take care of all the building of their house.Otherwise, his younger brothers and sisters are still young, and no one understands these things. He can't come back outside by himself, so he can only leave it to the adults at home.

"I'm all seated, I'm driving." Qiao Chunfu and his wife Huang Yan sat in the front of the car, and he was in charge of driving.

"Sit down, let's go." Uncle Qiao shouted.

With the buzzing sound of the car, they went back to Sanwan Village in a tricycle. On the way, Uncle Qiao told his nephew about their new house.

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Getting off the car, Qiao Minglang saw a house built on the land where his uncle's house used to be, surrounded by a courtyard wall.When he left last time, there was still a vacant lot, and now a house has been built, only a few months away.

"Let's go, I'll take you to have a look. Go back and put your things away first." Uncle Qiao led his son and nephews back to his house, and saw two little grandsons and two little nephews lying on the door.

"Grandpa, grandpa."

"Uncle, Uncle."

When the children playing in the yard heard the sound of the car outside, they knew that their adults had returned and ran out one after another.

It's just that the gate of the yard was closed, and the group of children couldn't get out, so they all lay on the gate.

"Get out of the way, let me open the door first." Uncle Qiao shouted with a bit of a smile on his face when he came back every day and was blocked by this group of little gatekeepers.

The few little ones inside you pushed me and I pushed you, but they still blocked the door and did not leave.

"Mother of the child, mother of the child, come out quickly."

"Hey, here we come."

Aunt Qiao responded in the room, and ran outside, saw her youngest son and nephew standing outside, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yongming, you are back, when did you come back? Why don't you say anything?" One sound."

"Get out of the way, you guys." Mrs. Qiao stretched out her hand to push the little ones away, and opened the door to the yard.

Qiao Minglang saw their twins, and the two children were also staring at him. He knelt down, clapped his hands to the two children, and asked, "Do you remember brother? Come here and let him hug you?"

"elder brother!"

This time Qiao Xiaobao moved first, rushed over and hugged his brother, occupying his arms.

Qiao Xiaomei stared at her brother for a long time, and when she realized that it was her brother who had returned, she ran into his arms. The two twins occupied one side of the room.

"Well, good boy." Qiao Minglang touched the heads of the two children. He hadn't seen the children at home for so long, and when he held the two children in his arms, he felt at ease and wanted to go home. Feel.

They are usually not at home, the two twins are sent to his aunt's house to see, and the older ones have gone to school to study.Qiao Minglang knew that the other younger brothers and sisters were still in school, and they were not finished at this time, so they would not come back so early.

Seeing the old man sitting at the door, he took the hands of the two twins over and called out "Grandpa."

"Hey, my good grandson is back." Grandpa Qiao had a rare smile on his face when he saw the grandchildren coming back.

Uncle Qiao handed over the vegetables he had bought to his mother-in-law at home, and ordered someone to catch a chicken and kill it. Then he called his nephew to look at the house, "Let's go and see the new house."

"Got it, got it, take Minglang and the others to see the new house." Mrs. Qiao waved her hand, feeling that the older the man in the family, the more verbose he was.

"Grandpa, uncle and I will go to see the new house over there, do you want to go together?" Qiao Minglang asked.

"Go, I'll go and see it every day." Grandpa Joe didn't go with him. He watched the house being built from brick to brick every day. No one was more familiar with his grandson's new house than him.Sitting on the stool now, he didn't think much about getting up, so he asked his grandson to follow his elder son and the others to look at the house.

Qiao Minglang said "OK", and led the two twins, one in each hand, and followed his uncle to the new house.

They built bungalows here, unlike the tile-roofed houses built by his uncle's house.

"I asked the workers before, and they said that it is better to build a one-story house than our tile-roofed house. The roof of your house is not easy to leak, unlike the tile-roofed house at the uncle's house, which is easy to break. It takes three or two days to go up. Repair it and replace the broken tiles on it."

Uncle Qiao untied the key hanging from his waist, used the key to unlock the outside lock, pushed open the iron gate and went in, saying, "This iron gate was also made by someone, and it cost several hundred yuan."

It is not cheap to make an iron door now, not everyone is willing to spend hundreds of dollars to get a door.

But if you want to say it well, the iron gate must be durable, so Uncle Qiao explained a few words to his nephew.

"This is the living room. You can set up a table here, or you can set up a table over there for dinner." As soon as he walked into the hall, Uncle Qiao made gestures with his nephew and said, "Let me buy it for you." Beds and cabinets, I went to the town with your fifth uncle to have a look, bought a few beds and cabinets for you, and put them in the house."

After looking at the living room outside, Uncle Qiao took his nephew to look at the room, pointed to the big room and said, "This is the big room, which is bigger. You are the boss, and you will live here from now on."

"There are two smaller rooms over there, let a few younger ones live here,"

Qiao Minglang followed behind his uncle, looked at the cleaned up room, and saw that the bed, cabinets, and tables had been placed inside, and it seemed a little empty for the time being, but he thought he wouldn't feel it after they moved in. , "Well, it's pretty good. I haven't been back in this period of time. The building of the house has worked hard for you, uncle."

"Hey, what are you talking about? If it's not hard work, I'll just open my mouth. All the workers are hired workers."

Uncle Qiao didn't take it seriously. Although he ran a lot to help his nephew build this house, he didn't intend to tell his nephew about it, lest his nephew feel that he owed them all the time.