He still knows.
At that time, I was so focused on covering up in front of him that I forgot to ask him, when did he arrive? Maybe it was that second, or maybe it was already here.
All of her embarrassment was seen by him, but he didn't expose her, but used this roundabout way to not embarrass her in front of anyone, including him.
Taking the children to eat is just a pretense, what he really wants to give is the thirty taels of silver.
The amount of thirty taels happened to be the consultation fee and board and lodging expenses she paid on the day she left the capital, and it seemed that she had returned her money intact, and any extra cents were alms.
She was so careful.
I couldn't tell what it was like in my heart, I just felt an unspeakable sourness spreading up layer by layer, with a hint of sunshine-like warmth, rushing to the top of the head, making the eye sockets slightly hot.
"Mom, why don't you eat?"
Wang Shu's crisp voice interrupted Qiao Wei's thoughts.
Qiao Wei took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, touched her daughter's head, and said with a smile: "Mother, eat now."
After all, I took a bite of crab cakes, salty, with a little sweetness, like honey.
"Is it delicious?" Wang Shu asked with a smile.
Qiao Wei smiled: "Delicious!"
Wang Shu smiled even more happily: "I think it's delicious too! Everything Uncle Ming buys is delicious!"
Qiao Wei looked at her daughter tenderly: "Wang Shu likes Uncle Ming?"
"Yeah!" Wang Shu nodded without thinking, looked at Jing Yun, and said, "Brother likes it too!"
Jing Yun insisted, "I didn't!"
Wang Shu insisted: "You have it, I have seen it all, you have been peeking at Uncle Ming."
"I... I'm that..." Jing Yun's eyes flashed, and he said solemnly like a little adult: "I'm looking at his mask!"
Wang Shu made a little grimace: "Brother is lying."
"I don't!"
The two little fellows started arguing with each other with every word, and their faces were flushed red.
In the end, Qiao Wei was reluctant to finish the box of crab cakes. Seeing the escalation of the war between the two little guys, they were almost fighting, so she took one of them and acted as a peacemaker: "Okay, okay, stop arguing , Mother will take you to buy seeds."
Wang Shu blinked his eyes and asked, "Mother, what are the seeds?"
Qiao Wei said in a good mood: "Seeds are things that are planted in the ground. After watering and fertilizing them, they will grow up, some will grow into wheat, some will grow into rice, and some will grow into watermelons, sorghum, corn… "
"Are my brother and I also seeds planted in the ground?"
"You... are the seeds in Mother's belly. They grow and grow in Mother's belly. After ten months, they will come out."
"Oh." Wang Shu seemed to understand, "Who planted it?"
Your father!
"How did you grow it?"
XXOO!
"Can I plant another one?"
cannot!
"I don't want brother Jingyun anymore, he quarreled with me, I want a new brother."
It's your brother again! Not your brother!
Qiao Wei was tormented by her daughter's 100,000 whys for half an hour, and when she finally reached the entrance of the grain shop, there was smoke coming from her head!
"Boss! Are there any sorghum seeds!"
As soon as she crossed the threshold, she couldn't wait to walk to the counter.
The man in Tsing Yi behind the counter turned around when he heard the words, and when he saw Qiao Wei, he was startled: "It's you?"
Qiao Wei was surprised: "Brother Zhao?"
Brother Zhao smiled and said, "You want to buy sorghum seeds?"
Qiao Wei nodded, looked around, and said in surprise: "Brother Zhao, didn't you open a tea shop on East Street? This grain shop also belongs to your family?"
Brother Zhao smiled and shook his head: "No, it's opened by a brother of mine. He has something to do, so I'll look after the shop for him." Then, his eyes fell on the two little dolls carved with jade, "Okay Peugeot doll, you..."
Qiao Wei said: "My son and daughter, Jing Yun and Wang Shu, are called Uncle Zhao."
The two obediently called "Uncle Zhao".
Brother Zhao happily grabbed two handfuls of candied peanuts and stuffed them into their pockets.
The two thanked each other happily.
Brother Zhao and Qiao Wei talked about the business: "What do you buy sorghum seeds for? Do you plant them yourself?"
Qiao Wei nodded.
Brother Zhao frowned slightly: "You might as well grow rice. Many people don't grow sorghum now. It's not as sweet as sugarcane, the yield can't increase, and the pests are difficult to manage—"
Qiao Wei understands that Brother Zhao is telling the truth. She remembers that when she was a child, she could often eat sweet sorghum. She likes the taste, better than sugar cane.
But gradually, the surrounding villages stopped planting it. The reason may be the points mentioned by Brother Zhao.
But that saline-alkali land can't grow anything else. It's not that there is no second kind of saline-alkali-tolerant plants. Ephedra, weeping willow, apricot, etc. can be planted, but it must be harvested quickly, sell well, and it must be a crop she is more familiar with. , none other than sweet sorghum.
Qiao Wei said: "That piece of land used to be wasteland. I don't charge rent, and the tax is halved. No matter how you plant it, you won't lose money."
Having said that, Brother Zhao felt relieved: "How much do you want?"
Qiao Wei hadn't planted it from scratch, so she was a bit undecided: "The land is about ten acres, how much does Brother Zhao think is enough?"
Brother Zhao thought for a while: "If you grow sorghum, it's about two to three catties per mu. If you don't need money, you can buy thirty catties. In recent years, there have been fewer people planting sorghum, and fewer seeds have been brought in. Good luck." , it’s all yours in the end; bad luck, if it’s sold out, you won’t be able to get any more.”
Qiao Wei is now a little rich woman who owns thirty taels of silver, so of course she is not short of this seed money, so she bought thirty catties without hesitation and spent one tael of silver.
No counter-offer.
She is a person who always repays grievances, and repays kindness with kindness. Brother Zhao made conveniences to her again and again in the gambling shop, and she always remembered his kindness.
Before leaving, Zhao Ge stopped Qiao Wei: "I almost forgot something."
"What?" Qiao Wei asked.
Brother Zhao looked a little worried: "Today, a son from the capital came to the gambling house to look for you. You are not familiar with Da Jin, so you may not know his details. He has someone in the capital. He was arrested last time. , It was that person who used his relationship to release him in advance. Don't let it be that they are dissatisfied and come to seek revenge on you."
Seeking revenge for such a thing is too small-minded. It was Wu Dajin who provoked her first, but she never used any tricks against Wu Dajin behind his back. .
"What does it look like?" she asked.
Brother Zhao replied: "A very handsome son, wearing a red dress and holding a fan."
Ah, friends of meditation, that flamboyant handsome man in red.
Qiao Wei smiled slightly: "Thank you Brother Zhao for reminding, he didn't come here to seek revenge, but to watch the fun."
"You know him?" Brother Zhao was stunned.
Qiao Wei smiled: "I know his friends."
As the saying goes, things of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. The young man in red can be seen as a dignitary in the capital, and his friend is also worthless. This little village woman actually recognizes such a valuable person, so it can be seen that she is not a treasure.
Brother Zhao was a little thankful that he did not favor Wu Dajin, but leveled the bowl of water and gave her some care within his ability.
No matter whether she accepts her love or not, at least she has not offended her.
After buying the seeds, Qiao Wei hired a carriage to go back to the village. The children were tired and fell asleep in Qiao Wei's arms. Wang Shu, who was arguing not to want her brother just now, took her brother's little hand, and Jing Yun also held it. After leaving her, the two little guys reconciled miraculously!
Qiao Wei staggered on the carriage, and closed her eyes in a daze.
Qiao Wei was sleeping soundly, but was suddenly awakened by a hoarse voice. She was startled, opened her eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the child in her arms was fine. Afterwards, she opened the curtain and found that the carriage was almost entering the village.
Under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, there were many people around, one of them was Aunt Luo, the voice just now came from her mouth.
She grabbed the collar of an old village woman with her hands, and said with snot and tears, "You can't just leave like this! What will my daughter-in-law do when you leave?"
That old village woman, Qiao Wei, had met once before. On Cuiyun's younger brother's table, she was Aunt Wang from the next village, and the only stable woman in ten miles and eight towns.
Aunt Wang said in embarrassment: "I can't help it! She can't be born in that situation! You guys prepare for the funeral!"