There are a lot of radishes grown at home, and they should be placed in the soil. The next day after the Yuan family and the Hu family returned home, they pulled out most of the radishes they could and washed them cleanly with water, basket by basket.
It was packed full and tied with ropes. It was stuffed until it couldn't be stuffed any more, and then it was sent to the Song family.
Those baskets of radishes made Song Qiu's eyelids jump. If you really think about it, one basket is almost worth two baskets.
My uncle's family and my aunt's family were afraid that she would suffer a loss.
Song Qiu remembered this intention and settled the bill with a basket of five cents without saying much.
It’s not much, just two or three kilograms of meat, but it’s still better than emptying your mind.
Yuan Shuanzi took the copper plate, looked at Song Qiu and asked: "When we were pulling radishes, someone from the same village asked, I don't know if you collect more, so I didn't elaborate, but we will send it to you."
, I saw them all, Ah Qiu, can you tell me how much of these radishes you want? If you want more, I can go back and yell around for you, so that people can bring them to you."
Song Qiu listened and looked at the large baskets of radishes that had been collected, including those from his own garden, those from the Zhang family, and perhaps other families in the village.
He said: "When someone asks, uncle, just say that I collected it, but you don't need so much right now. If you collect it later, let's talk about it later."
"Okay." After hearing this, Yuan Shuanzi said he understood and didn't say anything more.
After so many radishes had been collected and washed cleanly, Song Qiu immediately called old Deng and Miao to come and take action.
Without asking for more people, I just invited two of them for twenty cents a day, brought a kitchen knife and a cutting board, a stool and a wooden basin for each person, and started to act.
Song Qiu sat astride a stool, holding a kitchen knife in his hand and the cutting board in front of his legs. With one hand, he picked up a large radish from the basket next to him, placed it on the cutting board, and began to cut it.
"Just like this, first cut it in half, and then cut it into finger-length pieces."
The cut radish pieces were cut out with a kitchen knife and put directly into the wooden basin connected under the front of the bench.
As soon as Song Qiu demonstrated, they were all used to cutting vegetables. The three old Yuans understood it immediately, and they all followed the example and started cutting.
Four people were sitting in the yard, each with a stool, and the sound of kitchen knives could be heard throughout the yard.
Ten baskets of radishes were cut into small pieces by four people in just one morning.
After cutting it, Song Qiu took out the cloth bag that he had prepared long ago, packed the radish pieces one cloth bag after another, and then found heavy objects to weigh them down. If the stones were not enough, he used earthenware jars. In short,
Just press the cloth bag tightly and let it squeeze out the water.
The cut pieces were pressed, and in the afternoon, Song Qiu helped Old Yuan pull out his own radishes, added the two and a half baskets that Miao had pulled out, washed the soil with a large wooden basin, and then continued
Cut it up.
After cutting, put it in a cloth bag and press it with a heavy object.
The sun is strong today, and the sun in the Song family's yard is so intense that it's so hot that the sun in the inner yard is so comfortable that it doesn't feel too cold even if you cut the radish into cold hands.
Just as this was happening, Zhang Zaohua, who had taken Shi Dan'er to the village to play, hurried back with Shi Dan'er on her back.
Mrs. Miao looked at her son, thinking that something had happened to her son, so she quickly asked someone to take a look. She was relieved when she saw that Shi Dan'er's eyes were rolling and he was in good spirits.
"What are you doing? Running in such a hurry?"
Zhang Zaohua gasped, "Something happened! Grandma Miao Xiang is going to marry Miao Xiang to someone else's family as a daughter-in-law!"
"What?" Old Mrs. Deng heard this inexplicably, "Why do you want to be your wife? Miao Xiang is only seven years old, how can she get married?"
"Mom, I'm not telling lies. It's just like this. I went to play with Miao Xiang at the village chief's grandpa's house, and then Miao Xiang's grandma came and told the village chief's grandpa that she would take Miao Xiang back home.
Someone is waiting to take Miao Xiang away, and they want to marry Miao Xiang out! Miao Xiang Village Chief Grandpa and the others just went to Miao Xiang's house!" Zhang Zaohua said quickly.
Zhang Zaohua is already eight years old, and she is very good at talking nonsense. It is impossible for her to explain things clearly.
After hearing what she said, several people looked at each other in confusion.
Miao Xiang is only seven years old. Who is so anxious to find a wife that they wouldn't ask for a girl of several years old?
"Could it be that Zaohua's lackey was responsible, and Mrs. Cao wanted to sell Miao Xiang?" Old Mrs. Deng was startled.
Otherwise, why would they say that someone was waiting at Cao's house to take Miao Xiang away?
"Sold? Is this impossible?" After all, she is her own granddaughter.
Old Yuan shook his head, somewhat disbelieving.
"Isn't it possible? Let's take a look and find out." Miao suggested as he put down the kitchen knife.
After saying this, Song Qiu also nodded, and a few people left immediately, closing the courtyard gate and heading to the village.
All the way to Cao's house, I saw from a distance that the villagers outside Cao's house were crowded, no less than that day.
Old Yuans and others squeezed in. Mrs. Zhang in front saw them coming, and before asking, she grabbed Old Deng and Old Yuan and started chattering.
"This Mrs. Cao doesn't do good things, she's so wicked! I don't know if she got into trouble recently or something else! If she's doing well, she will send Miao Xiang to be a child bride!"
"I listened, that family is willing to pay five taels of silver! Did you see that the daughter-in-law sitting upright in the room is the man's sister-in-law, waiting to take Miao Xiang away! Do you want to go?
If the village chief hadn't stopped him, he would have been taken away long ago! The village chief was so talkative that he tried to persuade her, but Mrs. Cao didn't listen at all, as if she had eaten a weight!"
Mrs. Zhang spoke vividly and in a low voice, so that everyone could hear her truthfully.
In the courtyard of the Cao family, the village chief did not go to sit in the main room, but stood at the door, trying to persuade her. It was obvious that Mrs. Cao did not listen to him at all, and she also lost her temper.
"Sister Daquan, are you really determined to change your mind?"
How could Mrs. Cao have imagined that she wanted to be the master of her granddaughter, but the village chief, an outsider, tried to stop her in every possible way?
If the village chief didn't say much and just asked her to take the people and leave, how could the whole village come to watch the fun?
Seeing so many people muttering around, Mrs. Cao didn't look good. She muttered and couldn't help but said: "I am Miao Xiang's grandma, how can I hurt her?"
"Isn't this a disaster, or is it for her own good? It's not like I can't live a good life, so why do I have to send someone to be a child bride? So what's so good about being a child bride?" Village
Long frown.
Mrs. Cao curled her lips and said, "What's wrong? There are so many child brides. The Huang family has a good life and only has one son. Where can they find such a good family? When Miao Xiang grows up in the future, give her a bride.
When it comes to marriage, you may not be able to find such a good match! It is said that she is a child bride, and the Huang family is a decent bride price of five taels of silver!"
The village chief frowned upon hearing this, "That's not what happened!"
Seeing that the woman in the house was impatient to wait, Mrs. Cao thought about the money that would soon come to her mouth, and blurted out: "Village Chief, although you are the village chief and are in charge of a village, you don't even want to marry someone else."
You have to take charge of everything, right?"
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