Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 19 Seduction

  Lao Zhou’s head was unwilling to move, “What did you make up that little basket? It’s not appropriate to eat or drink.”

"It can be made into a flower basket to make money," Man Bao told her father of her plan, only omitting the sugar matter. She confidently said: "When the time comes to make money, I can give my father a fortune. ."

  Lao Zhou touched the shredded tobacco on his waist and was not willing to smoke it. He had decided to sell all the cigarettes at home. Although it was not worth a lot of money, he could also pick up some medicines for the old woman.

  Lao Zhoutou glanced at the girl, shook his head and said: "Daddy is not rare for the hard work, so I still don't do it."

  He didn't want to follow a bunch of children to fool around.

Everyone showed disappointed expressions on their faces. Man Bao went to find her mother to support him. Qian couldn’t bear Man Bao acting like a baby, so he could only say to Lao Zhou, "What a big thing, you are idle when you are idle. Make up a few words for the children, that is easy."

  The wife spoke, and the girl looked at her with a group of grandchildren and granddaughters eagerly. Lao Zhou had no choice but to go to the shack and drag out the second son to weave bamboo baskets for them with waste bamboo strips.

   Seeing that Datou and Ertou also squatted down to watch the excitement, he brought them over and said, "Come on, Grandpa teaches you. You are not too young anymore. It's time to learn some crafts."

  There are not many people in the village who can make bamboo weaving, but they are not particularly small, but this craft is not something you can master. At least the whole village can sell bamboo weaving in the market or county town.

The bamboo baskets he weaved are strong and dense, and they can’t even leak the wheat. But some people weave the bamboo baskets, and the bamboo baskets are just a good thing. They look like the ones sold in the market. , You can use the bamboo strips a few times and it will go wrong.

  Lao Zhoutou’s craft belongs to this latter kind.

  However, he can't make up the big bamboo basket, just the little girl holding the bamboo basket as big as her little head is not easy to make?

  That’s what it looks like. If you put ten eggs on top of the sky, Lao Zhoutou feels that it won’t be damaged if you carry it for ten years.

  Because he didn't put this thing in his eyes and used bamboo sticks that Erlang had discarded, he didn't feel distressed to let his grandchildren follow along.

  Man Bao looked at it, but was moved by it. He also took the bamboo sticks to learn, and even pulled on Da Ya and Er Ya.

Lao Zhou Tou glanced at his two granddaughters, this kind of craft shouldn't be learned by the girl, but he glanced at the bamboo sticks on the ground, and the old Zhou Tou thought, learn it, learn it, this bamboo stick is difficult to use after using it once. Now, he is not the second son, and he won't come back.

  After using up the bamboo strips, there is no need to weave it.

  Man Bao didn't know the old man's conspiracy, and he stared at his movements seriously.

  Lao Zhoutou slowly made up, and said to her: "You little baby, the bamboo strips can't bend, what fun are you here? Be careful not to hurt your hands."

  Sitting on a stool to bask in the sun, Qian Shi smiled, and beckoned with Man Bao: "Man Bao, come here to teach you."

  Man Bao hugged the bamboo sticks and ran over happily, "Mother, do you know how to weave bamboo?"

   "I have watched it for a lifetime, even if I haven't used it, I can count it in my heart." Qian is sick and can't do heavy work, but this kind of sitting and bending the bamboo strips is still okay.

  She just sat like this, weaving while explaining to Man Bao, this kind of small bamboo weaving is not difficult, and the speed is also very fast. Qian’s first finished product came out soon.

  Man Bao took the past and compared the two that her father had made, wrinkled his little nose and said: "Mother, yours is so ugly."

  Lao Zhou laughed proudly, "Your father has made a lot of bamboo weaves anyway, of course it looks better than your mother's."

  Qian is not discouraged, and He Manbao beckoned: "Take a few more, and I will make up another one."

  She smiled and said, "Practice makes perfect, and you will learn what you don’t know a few times."

  Man Bao felt that what the mother said was reasonable, so he dragged a handful of bamboo sticks to her mother.

  Already moved from grandpa to grandma to study, but I think grandma is ugly to make up. The four children who just moved back to grandpa’s side, look left and right, don’t know who is better to study with.

  Man Bao disliked them, “It’s not good for you to be half-hearted like this, forget it, you are the big one, you just follow your dad and learn with your mother.”

  The four children settled down and stopped turning around.

  Qian looked at it with a smile, and felt that she was still a girl who had made up her mind.

Man Bao was the most leisurely in the audience. It was on the surface. In fact, she was also very busy. Once the bamboo basket was made, Man Bao took it and discussed with Keke, "Do you think the bamboo basket made by my mother can be used? Do you want to shoot?"

  The system said: "There is no item in this world that cannot become a commodity. You can perform secondary processing."

  Man Bao: "Then I will give it the most beautiful flowers."

Man Bao began to select the most beautiful flowers she thought was the most beautiful from the bunch, and then put them in her mother's flower basket. The colors were mixed in a bunch, but she seemed to like it, and she was happy, "This flower basket looks beautiful at first glance. "

   Keke was silent for a long time before saying: "There may not be many people in this world who have the same aesthetics as the host."

  Man Bao repeated this sentence, and then he realized it later, "Keke, do you think my flower basket is ugly?"

"The flower basket is not like this." The system couldn't help but search for some pictures in the encyclopedia, and then threw it to Man Bao. "This is what you call a flower basket. You call it, um, a bamboo trash can for flowers. Or A trash can of failed items."

  Manbao could not hear what Keke was talking about. She stared at the pictures with bright eyes, and almost rolled on the ground with joy, "So beautiful, so beautiful, Keke, can you send me to me?"

  Lao Zhoutou and Qian Shi saw their daughter holding her broken bamboo basket and laughed so droolingly.

  The couple was silent for a moment, and then looked at the mess of flowers she put into the bamboo basket. They felt that they had to pay attention to the child’s beauty and ugliness education. Really, how could she be so happy with such an ugly bamboo basket?

  The four big-headed children lowered their heads low and wanted to bury them in the bamboo strips. My sister must be thinking about their money-making plan again, but can such an ugly bamboo basket really be sold?

  The system glanced at Manbao’s points and said: "Host, your points are enough to buy bamboo baskets, but you haven't reached the authority to open the mall, so I can't buy them for you."

  Manbao was the first time I heard of the mall, and asked: "What is a mall?"

  "Just like your market, the host can buy all kinds of things on it, as well as flower baskets."

  "When can I open the mall?" Man Bao felt that if the mall could be opened, wouldn't she go there whenever she wanted to go shopping in the market?

  "When the host's accumulated points reach 1,000 and there is no historical debt, it is fine."

  Man Bao collapsed his shoulders, learning from her second brother to bargain, "It's a lot, can't it be cheaper?"

  Koke ruthlessly rejected her, "No way!"

A long, long time later, Man Bao grew up a little bit, and she became smarter. One day she saw the kind of candy that Keke often bought for her in the mall, and then she remembered what happened today, and then reacted with hindsight. Come over, "Keko, you fool me!"

  　　 Keke: Don’t fool you, would you like to go forward?

Regarding which Fudge is strong, it is not Keke, but Lin Qingwan, who is next to the next door. Yes, it is Lin Qingwan in "Lin's Ronghua". She has made a contribution in the unification of the world by relying on sincere and well-intentioned Fudge. Li, book friends who haven't read it can go over and take a look, it's over fat.

  (End of this chapter)