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789. Money is not always easy to use in rural areas

Grandpa Jiu said with some surprise: "How can the old Sepi have such a beautiful granddaughter like you if he looks like that?"

It is said that the appearance of the next generation is basically inherited from the previous generation. With Che Shengnan’s appearance, we can be 100% sure that her previous generation is definitely as handsome as a man and as beautiful as a woman.

"Maybe it's because my grandma is very beautiful." Che Shengnan answered Grandpa Jiu's question very seriously. New

"Huh!" Grandpa snorted coldly when he mentioned this matter, and was so angry that he hit the hammer in his hand again.

A few seconds later.

The old man sighed and said with some annoyance on his face: "Forget it, for the sake of your grandma, I won't argue with that old pervert. Please stretch out your hand and let me take a look."

Che Shengnan took two steps forward, while Xue An and Zhao Tingting looked at each other and gave up their positions in a tacit understanding without interrupting.

It was obviously just an ordinary country blacksmith shop, but the conversation between these two people seemed to have led them into a world.

Grandma Ninth heard the noise from the side next to her, and walked out and said: "It's Anzi, sit in the yard. I just fried some chestnuts here, and I pickled some leeks and the like. Then you can

You can take it home to eat."

"No need, Grandma Ninth, we can just stand here for a while." Xue An said with a smile.

The elders in the village are very polite. If they have a little good thing, any young people who like it can't help but want to share it. Xue An's family doesn't know how many gifts they have been stuffed with.

These gifts are not considered expensive in the city. Your pickled garlic, my pickled ginger, my homemade hot sauce, or the tofu I ground today, something sour and cool.

If there is any surplus at home, I will occasionally send some to Xue An's family.

"This can't be done. How can such a beautiful girl stand outside like you? The old man's blacksmithing room is very hot, and it is more comfortable to sit in the yard." Grandma Ninth greeted.

The old man was so enthusiastic, so he couldn't refuse anymore. He called Zhao Jingjing to the yard of grandma's house. In the process, the boy in the car had to discuss some details with his uncle and grandpa about forging the so-called long sword, which lasted for a while.

, and probably won’t be able to get out either.

The yard of Grandpa Jiu’s house is very clean. There are many flowers of various kinds, some fruit trees, and a group of chickens and ducks. There is also a large fish tank built next to it. It is a perfect rural farmhouse.

Life, dressed like this, is much better than that of most rural families in the village.

It's just that most of the fruits on these fruit trees are relatively green, and it may take some time for them to mature.

Seeing Xue An walking under the peach tree and watching, Grandma Jiu said with a smile: "A few days ago, you asked Huang Mao and the others to bring over a dozen peaches. They tasted really delicious. You never like eating fruits.

The little old man ate several of them, but our family

The fruits from these fruit trees are very green. When I ate them before, they felt good, but compared with yours, they are very different. This makes your uncle very angry. Every time after drinking, she even

They all want to use an ax to chop down these trees."

"This can't be cut down. These peach, apple and other fruit tree varieties are all good. It seems to be a pity. The fruit trees in my house are just because I introduced different varieties and spent a lot of time preparing the nutrient solution myself.

That's why there is a little difference." Sin Sin, unexpectedly, Grandpa Jiu wanted to cut down his own fruit tree, so he quickly persuaded him.

"Yes, I can't bear to cut down these fruit trees. I have been taking care of them for more than ten years. It would be a pity if they were cut down." Grandma said with a smile, and then found a clean jar for Xue to install.

Some of the pickles she pickled, the elders pickled them themselves in a special way. They go very well with rice and are very crispy.

Of course, everyone's level is different, so the taste of the pickles they develop is very different. Grandma Ninth is an expert at making pickles. Most of the elderly people in the village learned how to pickle pickles from her.

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"Hehe... I'm not polite if it's my grandma. Recently, my grandma has been saying that she has no taste in her mouth. She just wants to eat the pickles you made." This is not an exaggeration at all. Xue An said while taking the pickles from the jar.

A pickled radish strip was sandwiched inside.

Eat it in one bite and it will be crunchy and crispy, leaving you with a sour and refreshing experience.

Zhao Tingting, who was standing next to her, was a professional and senior foodie. Although she frowned a little at the dust accumulated on the jars, seeing the look of enjoyment on Xue An's face, she couldn't help it anymore and came over to say.

"Give me a little taste... hmm??? Eh... it's so delicious. Oh, you are so uninteresting. You have such delicious things and you don't know how to give me a taste first. It's simply too shameful."

That's too much. Is this a pickle? I'm in the supermarket

I have bought some good ones before, but they look almost the same. Why are they not as delicious as this one?" Zhao Tingting said and pinched one with her fingers and threw it into her mouth. She was already very full when she came out just now, but when she met a good person

I still can’t bear to give up food.

"Wow, it's really delicious. Grandma Ninth, can I buy some and take it home for my grandpa and the others to try."

As Zhao Tingting spoke, she took out a wad of bills from her small backpack.

He said he would give this wad of banknotes to Grandma Ninth.

"Your child likes to eat pickles made by grandma. Just pretend to be a little bit. How can I collect your money? No matter how poor we rural people are, we can't collect your children's money. If you give us more money,

I won’t pack this pickle for you.” Grandma Ninth said pretending to be angry.

Zhao Tingting was a little confused on the side, why didn't she accept the money?

In her impression, if you take other people's things, you have to give them money, and these elderly people in the countryside have a relatively difficult life. If they have money, they will definitely be happy.

And the old lady in front of her was angry when she gave her money, which made her very confused. She stood there at a loss, not knowing how to answer the old man's words.

"Beautiful Zhao, don't insist on this matter. Listen to the elders on this matter. Eat some pickles. It would be too outrageous for you to give money. Although money is a good thing, in our rural areas, sometimes it is not

You need money to get things." Xue An said with a smile beside him.

"Oh, okay, then Tingting would like to thank Grandma Jiu. Next time I come to the village to play, I will definitely bring you a gift."

"Okay, okay, it's up to you. Anyway, I won't give you any money. Grandma can talk about anything here." Grandma Ninth said with a kind face. Due to various problems, the address has been changed. Please save the new address to avoid getting lost.


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