136 Chapter 136. Let's Stack Cardboard Boxes Together
Chapter 136 136. Let’s fold paper boxes together
Auntie was in the limelight for a moment, and she felt a little elated.
Fortunately, the price of the dishes was so mind-blowing that in the middle of the recipe, I felt reluctant and even added:
"Is it really so delicious?"
That's not the case!
Everyone present was nodding.
Many aunts of the same age proudly said: "Believe me, I have been in this market for decades, and I know whether the food is good or not!"
“Don’t think this restaurant is expensive, but once you eat it you won’t be able to leave it.”
There were too many people talking, and the aunt seemed to be trapped in a pyramid scheme, and she couldn't move at the moment.
After she finally arranged the fate of the bamboo shoots, she took out her mobile phone and planned to have a luxurious time!
Turning around again, I saw that the girl in front of me only had a few chubby winter bamboo shoots left in her basket!
"Want it?"
Song Tan looked at her with a smile: "It's the last five kilograms, we won't sell them in bulk."
The aunt hesitated again for a moment.
Just then, I saw an aunt with red hair suddenly running towards me.
I saw her from a distance and stretched out my hand to greet her:
"Good boy! Do you have any more? Leave them for auntie, she's here!"
Before Song Tan had time to respond, he saw Qiao Qiao standing up instantly, and then responded happily: "Okay!"
Aunt:......
Song Tan could only smile apologetically: "I'm sorry, they're all sold out."
The red-haired aunt ran over panting, still wearing a slippery satin gradient red suit. She scanned the code with her mobile phone and complained:
"Oh, if the dance team's stereo hadn't suddenly broken down and I went to find the boss to repair it, I wouldn't have come here just now... I was so considerate, knowing that my aunt wasn't here, so I kept it specially!"
Qiao Qiao liked this red-haired aunt very much. No matter what she said at the moment, she would always nod her head.
Song Tan didn't prick it, so he handed over the bamboo shoots and was ready to pack the basket.
——We are busy at home. We must bring the chef back this morning.
The unnoticed aunt stared at her empty vegetable basket. The vegetable seller in front of her endured it again and again, and finally picked up a bag of cabbage: "Do you still want this?"
"want!"
The aunt gritted her teeth and said, "Didn't Ming'er come back again? I'll come back tomorrow!"
Then he paid the money, stepped on his small leather shoes, and left angrily.
…
And here, Song Tan and Qiao Qiao were driving to their aunt's house.
Aunt Song Hongmei is setting up a stall in an alley not far from the community. She is using a big spoon to scrape off the remaining white batter on the wall of the bucket, and then puts it on the smooth round pot. The bamboo dragonfly squeaks and turns, and a round piece appears.
The egg pancake is beginning to take shape.
A regular customer passed by and asked, "Why does it look like the stall is all closed today?"
There are no side dishes on the table.
Look at the time again, it's only ten o'clock.
Normally, Song Hongmei would wait until half past ten to start closing the stall, but today she spent a lot of money on it for her nieces and nephews!
Although I couldn’t sell a few cakes at half-noon, a penny is still money!
She felt heartbroken for her sacrifice for a moment, and then she cut the last egg pancake and put it in a disposable carton and handed it over:
"Yes, I have something to do in the morning, so I'll collect it in advance."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a familiar person standing at the entrance of the alley.
Song Hongmei immediately laughed:
"This is just the right time!"
So he quickly put the bucket and other things back on his cart, then pushed the cart and planned to go back.
Song Tan had already walked over quickly, looked her up and down, and then said without hesitation: "Auntie, you give way, I will push you."
Then he lifted the handlebar and pushed it far away easily. The aunt was stunned for a moment, and then she felt even more proud:
"I'm just saying, you have such great strength, even if Qiao Qiao can't learn it, you will definitely have talent if you learn to do it from your seventh cousin!"
Forget it.
Song Tan is still self-aware.
She is a person who just wants to open her mouth and eat ready-made food.
…
The unit community where Song Hongmei lives is quite old. When it was built, everyone was proud to own bicycles, so in the yard, there is a row of separate cubicles for parking bicycles.
At this moment, Song Tan pushed the cart in, and the aunt took off her apron and said:
"Let's go! I'll take you to your seventh cousin - you don't need to bring anything with you. I gave him a bunch of locust flowers last night."
Seeing that Qiao Qiao was still holding a handbag in her hand, she nodded with satisfaction: "Well, what I said is that I don't need to bring it with me. You can bring it, no matter what it is, it's a courtesy. The seventh cousin will definitely be happy.
"
Then he became proud again: "She is indeed my eldest niece. How smart she is."
Song Tan thought to herself, this is why my aunt is stingy but still makes more people like her - no one can maintain absolute sanity amidst such flattery, right?
The community where the seventh cousin lives is really only separated from the old community like my aunt by a road. Cross the road and enter through the side door, and soon you will arrive at the place where the seventh cousin lives.
At this moment, the little old man was walking around the room with his hands behind his back, occasionally looking downstairs.
Grandma Qi was folding cartons slowly while laughing at him: "If you are anxious, call Hongmei and ask what time you will come. Don't keep poking your head... I am too old to be stable."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
The joy on Cousin Seven's face was so great that he didn't even bother to explain to Grandma Seven that he was not in a hurry.
Then his hand was about to touch the door handle, but when it was about to make contact, it suddenly froze.
He put his hands behind his back and turned around twice. He thought he was showing off his skills, and then he reservedly reached out and unscrewed the doorknob.
Outside the door, Song Hongmei was standing there with two young people - the girl is really good-looking!
Then look at the boy following behind him. He is tall and thin, with sincere eyes. When he meets his gaze, he also grins——
Ouch, how cute is this little guy!
No one knows whether the seventh cousin has taken a liking to her.
Grandma Qi, however, couldn't wait to invite people in, and then she took candies and snacks, and piled aside the half-stacked things.
"Seventh Cousin, Seventh Grandma, I'm sorry to bother you all of a sudden. I don't know what you like to eat, so I brought some homemade tea and honey."
Song Tan followed the explanation and took the handbag from Qiao Qiao's arms to the table.
With two such beautiful and well-behaved children, who cares about tea and honey?!
Grandma Qi has already hurriedly pushed the two of them to their seats, while Qiaoqiao pointed to the half-folded cardboard box in front of her:
"what is this?"
Grandma Qi replied with a smile:
"There were too many advertising papers handed out by people on the street. I had nothing to do, so I folded them into small paper boxes. It is convenient to decorate them with bones and fish bones when eating, and eat melon seeds."
"oh."
Qiao Qiao didn't understand, so he took out a piece of colorful promotional paper and looked at it - there were too many words, and he couldn't quite read them all. His eyes only lingered on the picture for a moment, and he also learned to read it.
Grandma’s origami method, she folded it carefully.
The crayfish is a hit. Let’s not talk about whether it’s delicious or not. It’s just slightly spicy. It’s so spicy that I can’t stand it even after eating two shrimps (*)
