I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 167 is a female doll

However, Mrs. Jiao is not a vegetarian, and he was afraid that the benefits would be taken by Mrs. Yao, so he immediately smiled more cordially than Mrs. Yao: "Then I will give you two pairs of shoes. I have many children in my family, and I am better at children's shoes." , from now on, you can bring a cloth head... I will wrap your son's shoes for you!"

As long as the materials are given, it is not a problem to make a few pairs.

After all, she's still used to digging, and she really can't say anything backwards.

Song Ying raised her eyebrows, but didn't take this seriously.

Those relatives in her family can change their faces faster than turning the pages of a book. At this moment, they were moved because of the warm scene, but they might change again soon.

Simply put, there are no permanent enemies and no permanent friends.

Let's live together!

However, with the attitudes of these two, Song Da and Song Wu are more honest. Obviously, Song Ying's status is a bit higher than Master's at the moment.

From the next day, the Song family's flower-picking operation began.

Poor Song Da and Song Wu, life is even more difficult.

It's impossible for the two of them to study all day long, but their mother took over the time they used to play, and the two boys ran all over the hillside like a girl.

Of course, Hollin is the same.

Niu Shanshan had been squatting with them before, but now seeing them sticking to each other all day, he almost laughed out loud.

"Three brats! Girls are just as stinky and shameless!"

"Wow, Huo Dalang actually has a flower on his head! Could it be a female doll!?"

"Take off your pants! Take off your pants! He must have no birds!"

"..."

Several brats surrounded Huo Lin and the three of them.

Huo Lin touched his precious beard, feeling that these people were inexplicable.

He is a plant, and a flower is a plant. Is there any problem with him putting a flower on his head?
"Too bad, the third brother and the fourth brother are not here, we must suffer a big loss!" Song Da cried with a sad face, a little anxious.

It doesn't feel good to be spanked!

The second sister went to the county seat today, and she didn't know when she would come back. When she came back and saw Ge'er Lin being beaten pitifully, she would definitely blame the two of them for not being able to protect their nephew, thinking they were useless!
"Brother Lin, we two are entangled with them, you take the opportunity to get out, run as hard as you can, you know?" Song Wu was also very nervous.

This place is relatively close to the second sister's house. Huo Lin is too young, and his legs and feet must not be far away, so it is definitely not possible to go to Song's house to find a helper.

Besides, the brothers above were not at home, and no one came to the Song family.

Her mother and uncle couldn't help beat the children, the most they could do was to wait for them to finish beating and lead them to Niu Shanshan's house to reason.

"Let's take off Brother Lin's pants! Let's see if he dares to learn from him in the future!" Niu Shanshan said again.

After speaking, several children swarmed up.

When Song Da heard that he was going to take off his pants, he subconsciously covered Brother Lin's clothes, but...

Where is Brother Lin?

Song Da was taken aback.

Just looking at Brother Lin...the fight went off.

His short legs were quite fast, and he reached Niu Shanshan's side in a few steps, and then his little hands scratched and scratched Niu Shanshan's body. Of course, Niu Shanshan would not let him do this, but I don't know why , Niu Shanshan just can't catch him!
Amazing, Brother Lin runs so fast!

They are uncles, how can they lose to little brats! ?
Immediately, the two of them regained their strength, gritted their teeth, and rushed forward.

At this moment, Song Ying found a pharmacy in the county town and sold the dried flowers.

Gorse flowers are cheaper, at eight cents a catty, while honeysuckle is more expensive. If they look good, they can sell for twenty cents per catty, but the amount of honeysuckle on the mountain is not too much, so Song Ying spent so many days, and only dried them in the sun. Thirty catties, leaving 92 catties of gorse. In addition, she picked some Chrysanthemum chrysanthemums, but they were not for sale, but for cooking. The taste was crisp, refreshing and not greasy.

(End of this chapter)