In the famine year, the group pet cubs awakened to farm in Shanhaijing

Cheng Miaomiao walked home along the newly paved bluestone road in the village in high spirits.

Since the whole village began to grow fragrant salty grass, over the years, people in the village have replaced the original mud houses with green brick and tile houses one after another, and children can be seen chasing and playing barefoot along the road.

Some still wear yesterday's silver bells, and the bells ring.

The aunts and aunts who were sitting at the door choosing vegetables also greeted her enthusiastically when they saw her: "Come on, girl Miao, the aunt has left a boiled egg for you. Brother Huai is here too, and you have it too!"

"The fruit my Huzi went up the mountain to pick yesterday is still fresh, you can take it."

"My family just stewed chicken, come to aunt's house to drink soup!"

After walking down a short distance, Cheng Miaomiao had a lot of vegetables and fruits in his arms, and even Ji Huai stuffed a lot of things in his hands. The two of them have been fed by the villagers a lot these years, and they are used to it.

They do it more out of gratitude.

If you don't pick it up, they will give you more things in the future, so Cheng Miaomiao usually accepts everything, and then let Mom and Dad find an excuse to return it later.

After walking for a while, I suddenly heard someone calling her.

"Miaomiao, this way."

Not far away stood a beautiful young girl, who was greeting them with a smile, holding a bamboo basket in her arm.

Cheng Miaomiao raised her eyes and said pleasantly, "Sister!"

She ran over quickly with her stuff in her arms, her eyes fell on the new silver hairpin in her bun, and said with a smile: "Sister's complexion has become better and better recently, it seems that a good thing is coming. "

The girl suddenly blushed: "You're talking nonsense again."

She could vaguely glimpse her former appearance. This person was the eldest daughter of the Cheng family, but now her name was Cheng Fangfei.

The children of the Cheng family have been given a first name since they were born, but they usually also have a nickname. Cheng Fangfei is the eldest daughter of the family. To save trouble, the Qian family directly called her Da Ya. Her original name was Cheng Pandi. What I want is to have another boy.

But in the past two years, as people of the same age have gradually grown up, the number of people with nicknames like Daya has gradually decreased, and they have all started to call them by their real names.

Therefore, the name Cheng Pandi is very abrupt among the names of Xing'er, Tao'er, Xiaoyue, Xiaoyu, etc., as if her existence is just to give her parents hope for a younger brother, nothing more.

Since she was a child, she knew that her parents favored her elder brother and younger brother, so she didn't expect to get those enviable affections from them.

Even without parents, she can still survive with her own hands.

Then why did she keep the name Pandi?
The idea of ​​changing the name was stronger than ever.

So she went to the mountain god temple to ask the mountain god for a hexagram, and what he gave was an auspicious hexagram. In her opinion, the most knowledgeable people in the village, apart from Zheng Bai who had already passed the Juren exam, were the third sister Miaomiao, There is Ji Huai.

At that time, it was April, and the beauty of April in the world was exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple began to bloom.

From then on, there was one less brother Cheng Pan and one more Cheng Fangfei in this world.

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"Am I talking nonsense, sister, you know best."

Cheng Miaomiao smiled teasingly at her.

Cheng Fangfei's cheeks were slightly red, she poked her forehead with her hand, lifted the cloth covering the basket, and said angrily: "You are used to teasing me, this is freshly made pea yellow, it's still hot, take a piece of it Dish home and eat."

"Thank you sister, you are very kind."

"Sister, are you going to Liu's Village to meet my future brother-in-law again?" Cheng Miaomiao blinked at her.

She held back her embarrassment and said in a low voice: "Xiumu in the academy today, he came back after a long time, last time he said he wanted to eat the dim sum I made myself, so I thought about going to see him and give him some food. "

Take people short, eat people short mouth.

Cheng Miaomiao stopped teasing her, but looked behind her curiously, and said, "By the way, sister, why didn't you see second sister?"

Cheng Fangfei said: "Third Aunt told her to stay at home and embroider."

Five years ago, after Cheng Wen, the third son of the Cheng family, made such a fuss, Tang Wenjue, who was still the county magistrate at the time, sent him to do labor for three years.

Since then, the old Cheng family has completely separated.

Cheng Dalang lived with the old man Cheng, and Meng moved out to start a new home. In the same year, Cheng Silang also moved out to build a new house. Cheng Wulang still stayed in the old house with his parents and was still unmarried.

When Cheng Wen came back from his hard labor, he used the money accumulated by the Meng family in the past three years to start a salesman's business.

For most of the past two years, I have been running around outside.

With a competitive mind in her heart, Meng's discipline on Erya and Goudan was much stricter than that of the original Mrs. Yu, and she forced Erya to embroider at home to save money all day long.

Cheng Miaomiao wondered: "The third uncle's family is not short of money now."

Why do you want the second sister to embroider desperately to save money?

I really can't figure it out.

Cheng Fangfei looked at the people left and right, and then whispered in her ear: "I heard that my third uncle lost money in business outside, and the family savings have been wiped out, and now I can only earn some money from my mother's embroidery." .”

Cheng Miaomiao was shocked, her eyes widened instantly.

In the past two years, the Lin family's business has grown rapidly. Every year, the dividends given to Xiaohe Village are worth thousands of taels. Cheng Sanlang lost all of the grass's silver taels?

Is this business?

Swallow gold beast!

Cheng Fangfei sighed, shook her head and said, "Erya only told me this, and she also said that the family had been arguing all day long about buying new year's goods. She was so scared that she hid in the house and dared not come out."

"Where did Cheng Sanlang go to do business?"

Ji Huai asked suddenly.

Cheng Miaomiao raised her eyebrows, looked up at him suspiciously, then frowned quickly after thinking of something.

Cheng Fangfei was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I heard that I seem to have gone to Xiayang Mansion City."

Going to Fucheng to do business?

Cheng Miaomiao is very sensitive to the word Fucheng now.

Ji Huai raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked again: "What business is he going to Fucheng for?"

"...I'm not sure about this. They should be selling rare things in the county, right? For example, fragrant and salty grass powder."

The shopkeepers traveled all over the world, and no one knew what goods they had in their hands.

Ji Huai nodded thoughtfully, then turned to pick up Cheng Miaomiao, who was still carrying snacks full of vegetables, fruits and vegetables, and the two went home directly, and she then asked, "Why did you suddenly ask about this? "

"Do you also think Cheng Sanlang is too prodigal?"

"..."

Ji Huai lowered his head and took a deep look at her, and flicked between her eyebrows with his fingers.

Seeing her glaring at him sullenly, she smiled lightly and said, "I just feel that he spends money too fast. Generally speaking, the worst case of a peddler reselling goods is neither profit nor loss, not to mention the sale of fragrant and salty grass. No money will be lost."

No matter how fast the Lin family distributes goods, there are still many places that have not sold them in these years.

As long as Cheng Sanlang has the heart, the goods on hand will definitely be out of stock.

Moreover, there are so many people in Fucheng that it is impossible to lose money. Moreover, if he remembered correctly, Cheng Sanlang had just returned from a trip half a month ago.

According to Li Chef's account, it was half a month ago that the people from Caiyun Building approached him.