The Little Lucky Girl

Guo Ren not only took his younger brothers and sisters with him, but also called the children in the village.

When the people in the village who loved to join in the fun saw this, they thought, how could they be left out of this event? Of course they would join in.

Then a large group of people followed into the yard. Even those who were stingy and didn't want to give anything gave out some money for the sake of face.

In the end, Guo Ren brought back half a bag of sesame seeds and a large bowl of sugar. When put together with the bag of soybeans he brought out from his home, it seemed like there were quite a lot of things.

The village chief immediately felt proud. He asked Ming Youyou with a smile, "Have you seen enough?"

Ming Youyou also felt that it was a lot, so she nodded happily, "Second Grandpa, I still need someone to help me fry the soybeans and sesame seeds and grind them into powder."

The village chief immediately patted Guo Ren, who had just caught his breath, and said, "Hurry up, go to the field and call your father and mother back."

Guo Dalang was not happy to be called back, and complained: "How can you just leave your farm work unfinished? This is just nonsense."

His wife rolled her eyes at him and said, "Dad has spoken, so you have to accompany him even if he makes trouble."

That's the Ming family's child. Not to mention how many bottles of facial cream the women in their family have used in vain over the years, just to see the changes in Guo Ren, she would be willing to play with him.

The couple followed Ming Youyou's instructions and first fried the soybeans and sesame seeds, and then ground them into powder little by little.

Upon learning that Ming Youyou was finally going to make candy, Dean Gu asked someone to invite Lao Qin early in the morning.

As a result, Old Qin didn't come, but his son Xiao Qin came.

"Hello, Uncle Gu," Xiao Qin, who was already middle-aged, bowed to Dean Gu politely, "My father went into seclusion after returning from your visit last time, and he specially asked me to come here."

When Old Qin got home, he read the book non-stop like a madman. He not only read it while eating, but also had to hold it while sleeping. He also asked Xiao Qin to find the texts from various planets for him to read.

When Dean Gu sent someone to invite him, Xiao Qin was about to go to work, so Elder Qin stopped him and said, "You go and watch over him for me. You must teach him carefully."

Xiao Qin asked what was going on, and when he heard that his father was just teaching a child, he thought his father was making a fuss out of nothing.

Any one of his employees would be enough, why must he, a busy man, be sent there?

As a result, his father got angry and scolded him in a low voice: "Just go when I told you to go. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Xiao Qin looked at his father with his back straight, one hand behind his back and the other hand patting the table, and his heart suddenly felt warm.

He hadn't seen his father so energetic and vigorous for a long, long time. It was like returning to his childhood. He looked up at his father's tall back and watched him shape one magical word block after another.

So Xiao Qin stopped talking, quietly postponed all his schedule for today, and planned to seriously complete his father's instructions.

Ming Youyou has already started making sugar. Guo Renniang poured a large bowl of sugar into the pot, her hands shaking a little.

Sugar is a precious thing, and this bowl costs a lot of money. The father-in-law is really willing to spend it to please the child.

When she saw that the sugar had melted completely, she stirred it and asked, "Do you think the heat is right?"

Ming Youyou was busy drooling over the sugar in the pot. It was only when he was asked the second time that he understood what she meant. He immediately said, "Wait a minute, I'll go ask."

Guo Renniang was wondering who to ask, but she saw Ming Youyou staring straight ahead. She was startled, "What's going on?"

Guo Ren already had experience, so he said calmly, "It's okay. She's just thinking about what to do. It will be fine in a while."

Sure enough, Ming Youyou quickly came to her senses and said, "Let's cook it for a little longer. If the sugar gets too soft, the food won't taste good."

Guo Renniang breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, Ming Youyou shouted, "It's OK, it's OK."

Guo Dalang, who had been waiting on the side, immediately picked up the pot and poured the syrup into the soybean powder and sesame powder while it was still hot.

The aroma of sesame filled the entire kitchen and spread outside.

All of a sudden, the Guo family members couldn't sit still anymore and they all stood at the kitchen door looking inside.

Village chief Guo blocked the way and drove everyone back. He also asked his second son to guard the gate to prevent outsiders from entering.

The people in the kitchen kept stirring the two kinds of powder, and when they were of the right hardness, they began to knead them into large candy bars.

Guo Ren's parents had seen children make words out of clay before, so they had a general idea of ​​what was going on. Whenever they encountered something they didn't understand, they would ask Ming Youyou.

The child explained it in great detail, but the way he was thinking was a little scary.

When the candy bars were almost ready, the two younger ones, Ming Youyou and Guo Ren, started to embed words on them.

Layer by layer, two people each made a part, and then put them together, added filling in the middle, and finally used a large piece of yellow candy to wrap the entire word.

The two children laughed happily at the big wrapped candy bags, which were much bigger than the mud blocks they usually played with.

Then the two started to roll the candy bars, but were dumbfounded by the result. Their little arms were not strong enough.

Guo Dalang pushed them away with disgust, then pulled them up carefully and forcefully.

After a lot of effort, I finally pulled the big fat bun into a thin and long candy bar.

Guo Renniang immediately cut it with a knife, and evenly spaced small square blocks came out, which made people feel inexplicably comfortable.

Ming Youyou quietly reached out to grab another knife. Guo Ren saw it and grabbed it in fear, "Be careful or you might cut your hand."

Seeing that Ming Youyou really wanted to try it, he found a clean bamboo stick and said, "This will work too."

Then he saw Ming Youyou happily gesturing with the bamboo stick, and her hands moved quickly, cutting out a bunch of small squares of uneven thickness and a little crooked. Guo Ren twitched his lips and turned his head away, thinking out of sight, out of mind.

Guo Renniang cut a piece of candy and saw the two children covering each other and stealing a piece now and then. So she grabbed a handful of candy and gave them to them, saying, "Go out and play."

Guo Ren immediately rushed out, "Grandpa, Grandpa, we made it."

He smiled and stuffed one into the mouth of Village Chief Guo, then happily distributed them to each family member.

Village chief Guo looked at the candy in his hand. There was a "囍" character embedded in the yellow square. Although it was a little crooked, it was still recognizable at a glance.

If someone gets married, they can give these wedding candies with words on them to their relatives and friends, letting them feel the joy inside... Oh, what a happy thing it is.

At this moment, Village Chief Guo felt a little regretful. He had watched Guo Ren playing with mud for several days, but why did he think that it was just a child's play today?

Not only did he get his family members to help, but he also brought it to the attention of the entire village.

He stopped Ming Youyou who was about to go over to hand out candy, called her aside and said, "Child, this is a skill that can make money, you have to be careful to cover it up."

Ming Youyou scratched his head and said, "But Brother Ren knows it, and the children in the village know it too."

The village chief was speechless.

How come this child is just like her grandfather, so carefree? It would be great if she were like her father, making a fortune in silence.