Rebirth of farming for a living

Ms. Yang didn't know what she said to others. She was laughing and laughing while working in the workshop. She chatted with these women every day, and she felt much younger.

Seeing Li Qiuyan coming, followed by Jiang Zhe who was hugging Bu, he quickly put down the things in his hands, called the old man, and came out to pick him up.

The old man pulled on his straw sandals and came out, running faster than Yang.

"This kid, why are you using something so old?" Yang complained, with a smile on her eyes and brows.

Li Qiuyan held a jar of wine, which was what Lao Li Tou was thinking about. Lao Li Tou grinned and asked, "When did you come back?"

"I just came back yesterday. It was too late and I didn't come here." While answering this question, I had to worry about another one.

Li Qiuyan giggled: "Mistress, look at this fabric, it's very good. You made clothes for my father to wear. Everyone in the city wears this."

Yang touched it and couldn't put it down: "It's so light."

Naturally, the fabric would not be brought in pieces. Li Qiuyan asked Wang to cut out the fabric for two sets of clothes, and planned to give the rest to his grandma and grandpa.

After saying that, the group of people entered the house, and Li Qiuyan took things from the basket one by one.

"This is a pastry from Fucheng. Don't keep the milk. Eat it quickly. It's hot."

"This is the county's smoked chicken, so you have to eat it quickly."

"This is a good tobacco leaf I bought in Fucheng, for my father to use in rolling cigarettes."

"These are melons and watermelons. It's good to eat them on a hot day. You and I cut them up and eat them."

Li Qiuyan took out the same thing, and Yang let out an ouch.

Seeing that it was gone, Yang complained loudly: "You kid, how much does it cost to buy these old things? You don't need to bring anything for milk next time you go out."

Ms. Yang felt her heart was boiling. This child, she had thought of sending her to be a maid before. Thinking about it, it really hurt her heart.

Even though Yang felt that she was justified, she still wanted to shed tears.

Li Qiuyan panicked when he saw it: "Buying something makes you happy, don't be sad, baby."

Saying this, Yang felt even more uncomfortable.

Li Qiuyan teased Yang: "If you do this, I won't be willing to take that good thing."

"What good thing?" Curiosity still prevailed, and Yang was no longer sad.

"Very good stuff." Li Qiuyan smiled mysteriously and took out a small bundle from under the melon.

Hidden on purpose.

As soon as you open it, there are colorful things inside.

Yang couldn't help but laugh: "You kid, do you think you are an old monster?"

Isn't that right? There were hairpins, hair combs, and various small things inside. Yang looked left and right, but she couldn't tell that these things had anything to do with her.

Li Qiuyan chuckled and touched and touched under the hair flower until Yang looked at it several times before taking out a small purse hidden by the hair flower.

"This is yours."

Yang looked at the pretty plain pattern and didn't have anything to choose from, so she said: "Although it won't be used, it's still better than the first flower. Okay, just keep the milk. It's your heart. I won't be able to do that in the future." Spend money randomly again.”

Mr. Yang is right. If an old lady from a farmer's house imitates what others carry in her purse, she won't look completely different.

Li Qiuyan deliberately teased her: "Milk, you really don't need it? I won't give it to you if you don't need it."

"Okay, then you take it back and keep it for use." Yang didn't care at all.

Li Qiuyan had so much fun teasing the old lady that he simply picked up the purse and stuffed it into Yang's hand.

When Yang took a closer look, he felt that the weight was a little off.

After giving Li Qiuyan a dubious look, he opened his purse.

A golden bracelet is lying in the purse.

Yang was startled: "Oh my God."

Li Qiuyan took the bracelet and helped Yang put it on, and looked at it with satisfaction. It looked good.

It's sparkling and looks more advanced than Wang's pure gold bracelet.

However, she didn’t buy this to deceive Mr. Yang, so she told the truth to the surprised and dumbfounded Ms. Yang: “Don’t be afraid of breasts, they are gold-plated, they look very good, and they will match you very well.”

Yang felt better now, but even if it was gold-plated, it wasn't cheap.

Yang was reluctant to pick it, but also embarrassed to collect it. She was in a dilemma.

"I don't want it, just take it back and put it away."

"Nai, I bought it for you just so you can wear it. Just wear it. Didn't I say that you should accept a piece of my heart?"

Yang had nothing to say. She had been with the old man for so many years, but she still hadn't bought herself a bracelet. The granddaughter she wanted to send away actually bought it for herself.

How hard is it to run these businesses?If he didn't want to make himself happy, why would Li Qiuyan spend this money?

Yang felt tears coming up again, but it wouldn't be good if she didn't stop them.

Yang thought to herself: Just take it, save it and use it as a dowry for Li Qiuyan.

A gilt bracelet made Li Qiuyan the closest grandchild in Yang's heart.

It's money, but it's not money. What's more rare is filial piety.

Li Qiuyan didn't know what Yang was thinking. In her opinion, if the recipient of the gift could be happy, that was the meaning of the gift.

Judging from the way Mr. Yang and Lao Li went to the workshop after showing off for a while, we knew she must have liked it very much.

Li Qiuyan smiled, picked up the beads and silk flowers, and went to the workshop.