"rich?"

"Our family has money." After saying that, Yue Ying walked to Jiang's face, took her hand and walked to the front of the cabinet. "Mom, Bu."

"Sister Ying wants the cloth given by noble people?"

"Yeah." Yue Ying nodded repeatedly.

Jiang opened the cabinet and carried out all four pieces of cloth that he had put in before and placed it on the kang. She didn't understand what her daughter was going to do now.

Sister Ying didn't climb onto the kang even though she tried hard. Jiang understood what she meant, carried her onto the kang, and took off her shoes.

Yang also came over, and she also wanted to see what her granddaughter was going to do.

Yue Ying sat on the kang, trying to separate the four pieces of cloth. But my mother, her little body, had been pushed away for a long time but she didn't push it away, and she was discouraged.

"Sister Ying, what are you doing?"

"Mom, keep this, brother and I." Yue Ying pointed to the two fine cotton cloths, and then pointed to them again. The two fabrics of unknown material were, "Screws, sold, exchange for money."

Yue Ying felt that these two pieces of cloth that she and her brother might not use in their entire lives, so it would be more affordable to sell them for money.

When she touched the feeling in her hand, she could conclude that the price of this fabric would not be cheap.

After hearing what his granddaughter said, Yang called him a villain.

After hearing what his daughter said, Jiang thought that this idea was good. She knew the world better than her daughter.

In the village where their family lives, she doesn't want to wear these two top-quality cotton cloths for the time being, for fear that someone will be jealous.

And those two pieces of fabrics were even more untouched by Chun Ge'er and Ying Jie'er.

When Yang saw that his daughter really picked up the scissors, she felt a little reluctant, "Xiao Tao, what should you do if you cut such a good fabric?"

"Mom, I'll cut off the materials for my clothes and take them to the cloth shop in the county to take a look." Jiang didn't want to sell them in the cloth shop in the town, she was afraid that these two pieces of cloth would cause trouble.

"Well, such a good thing, people in the town may not be able to recognize the goods and cannot sell it for the price."

"Yes, mom, you and your father bring it with you when you go to the county." Jiang Tao thought about it and reminded Yang again: "Mom, you and your father should take a good look, we have to sell it for a good price."

"This? Is it really going to be sold?" Yang lived for forty years, but the first time he saw such good materials.

"Sell." Sister Ying looked at her grandmother's face and said firmly.

For the first time, Yang discovered that her young granddaughter was an idea. Even her, a decades-old man, was beyond the reach of her.

Jiang was holding scissors in his hand, and his heart was trembling. It was the first time she saw such a good material today.

To be honest, if Sister Ying hadn't asked her to cut the fabric, she wouldn't have remembered this for a while.

"Sister Ying, I'm really cut it." Jiang took the pink material and used a wooden ruler to measure it to make a dress, but he didn't dare to cut it.

"Mom, don't dare, I'll do it." Yue Ying deliberately went to grab the scissors.

"I'll do it. You can't play with such a big scissor. It's not good to hurt yourself."

After Jiang finished speaking, he snapped the scissors and cut them open the first time. It was easy to deal with the following. Soon this piece of fabric was cut off.

If the first piece is cut, will the second piece be far away? When the second piece is cut off by Jiang, Yang said: "For the first time I saw my daughter prodigal."

"Madam, you said it wrong. It was your kiss, your granddaughter, who was a prodigal family."

My mother, every time she breaks her sentence in front of an adult, Yue Ying wants to say, "I'm so tired of my baby."

Yang thought, "No, we two adults actually listened to Sister Ying, there is no one else."

"Hehe, just solve the problem." The little girl didn't care what the two adults thought, just solve the problem.

Yang and Jiang Tao looked at each other, and Jiang Tao said, "Mom, let's go and cook first."

“Hey~”

The mother and daughter went to the kitchen, and Yue Ying followed them.

Looking at the kitchen that was more than twice as big as before, Yang was happier than his daughter.

"Xiao Tao, we country people can live in such a big house and use such a big kitchen, which are all blessings you have cultivated in your previous life." Speaking of blessings, Yang remembered a pair of sensible grandsons.

"Our Xiaotao has been full of hardships and will be a good life in the future."

Yue Ying sat on the wooden pier in front of the kitchen door. Listening to the miscellaneous thoughts in the kitchen, he suddenly felt like the years were quiet.

As soon as this thought appeared in her mind, she heard the little wolf dog's exaggerated voice: "How old are you? Are you going to be quiet? Are you sure you didn't make me happy?"

Yue Ying rolled her eyes quite elegantly, "Look, what do I think of you?"

"I didn't see it, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to have a nap. Huhu~ Huhuhu~"

Feeling the fake snoring, Yue Ying looked at the sky again.

"Don't worry, there is no rain today."

"Didn't you go to bed?"

"Isn't this sleeping right now? I was sleeping well, so you have to disturb me."

"Hey~ I know for the first time that Xiaolang is still a lie."

"Who is involved in it? I am very moral."

"Mom, Xiaolang actually knows Wude? I'm going to be dizzy for a while."

When he said this, Yue Ying's expression was cute and a little stupid, she was really stupid and cute.

"Haha~ Uh. Sister-in-law, let's not talk anymore, I'm sleepy."

After saying this, the little wolf dog lay on the grass and rolled up again, rolled from here to there, and rolled back again. The little wolf dog was in an unprecedented mood. "Haha~"

Yue Ying ignored it, as if it wouldn't rain today, otherwise the courtyard walls that were facing were endless today.

Lunch is made by Yang, with four dishes and one soup, which can be described in the word "sourcing".

When the family was served, they were all very happy when they saw the food on the table.

Especially the bowl of braised pork in the middle of the table, it exudes a strong aroma, and the bowl of fried eggs next to it feels good. The most eye-catching thing is the plate of cold dishes. After washing and blanching the fresh shepherd's purse, the color is still tender green, and only a little salt is mixed in it. The pure natural taste is really nothing, and the bowl of the most common vegetarian fried cabbage heart next to it also adds a lot of color.

Finally, there is a large pot of bone soup, which is also quite attractive.

"Not to mention, the food at this table is quite good."

Mr. Yue is the oldest, so I will first tell you what I feel.

"Yes, looking at this table, I feel better. I can definitely eat two more bowls of rice." Jiang Hai laughed twice and added: "It's just a fee."

“Haha~”

Jiang Hai's words made everyone in the house laugh.

"It's okay, the executive said, we can plant the land at the foot of this mountain. At worst, we can add a few acres of land this year, so we can eat it with our belly."
Chapter completed!