"We are ready." Xia Ruokui said with a smile.
She, Xia Zhiyao and Xia Zhaoning have been basically busy these days. They have prepared a lot of headbands and hair ties.
Most of them are red.
Happy New Year.
The little girls are all very clever and the things they make are very beautiful.
With the beautiful display stands that Han Chengwu made for them, Xia Ruokui felt that their business would definitely be good.
"We are ready too." Xia Changle said happily.
They had tables and chairs prepared by Xia Weian, and Song Qingyun also made gloves for Lu Huailin, the kind with five fingers, which made it very convenient for movement and did not affect writing.
They have also tried the hand warmer, which is very warm and can be used for a long time.
Afraid that others would not trust their young age, Lu Huailin wrote more than a dozen couplets in advance and also wrote the word "Fu" in different sizes.
At Xia Weian's suggestion, Lu Huailin also wrote four-character horizontal banners such as "a bountiful harvest, thriving livestock, and safe travel" which were suitable for posting on granaries, pig pens and carts.
"Suihe and I are ready too." Xia Zhihuan said happily, holding hands with Xia Suihe.
Although the two sisters are young, what they prepare are not simple.
Xia Suihe also packed common medicine packets according to the prescription.
It can treat colds caused by wind and cold, colds caused by wind and heat, as well as anti-inflammatory and heat-reducing effects.
Xia Suihe was sure that her handwriting was not as beautiful as Lu Huailin's, so she asked him to help write the efficacy, medicinal materials and weight on each medicine packet.
It looks quite similar.
And each medicine package can be opened and checked at any time.
The prices of medicinal materials are not high either.
Xia Suihe had seen the quotation sheet from the medicinal materials company before, and she remembered it all, so the price of the medicinal materials was just a little cheaper than that of the medicinal materials company.
"Very good." Xia Weian and Song Qingyun praised together.
"Mom, didn't you say you wanted to prepare food? Are you ready?" Xia Changle asked. She had been very busy these days and urgently needed delicious food to soothe her stomach.
"I'll make it after dinner, and I can sell it tomorrow." Song Qingyun said with a smile.
"We'll drive our village's tractor tomorrow. We estimate there will be a lot of people going, so everyone should get up early tomorrow," Xia Weian reminded.
"Okay, Dad." The children responded enthusiastically.
"Chengwu, Xiaozhao, put their three stalls together tomorrow, let Suihe and Zhihuan be in the middle, and you two help protect the children." Xia Weian was a little worried.
There have been cases of children being lost during market days before. Human traffickers are still very rampant these days.
"Third Uncle/Godfather, don't worry, we can definitely protect our sister." Han Chengwu and Li Zhao agreed immediately.
"Uncle, don't worry, Xuxu and I can take good care of Changle and Sister Qingyu." Lu Huailin also said.
His kung fu is very good.
When he was not busy, he had exchanges with Han Chengwu.
Han Chengwu couldn't help but sigh that sometimes, talent is quite unreasonable.
Even though he was small, Lu Huailin was very strong. If it weren't for his rich combat experience, tall stature, and great strength, he might have been pinned down by him...
Therefore, Han Chengwu did not treat Lu Huailin as a child.
"Yes, Lulu and I will protect Qingyu and Changle." Gu Xu also expressed his opinion.
Xia Weian rubbed Lu Huailin and Gu Xu’s heads.
"You two are children too. I'm here too. If anything happens, just stand back."
Song Qingyun originally planned to stay for half a day and then go home to take care of his own business, but when he thought of the human traffickers...
Song Qingyun decided to either work in the space at night or go to the market with everyone.
What if there are bad guys?
With so many treasures in her house, she wouldn't dare take any risks.
After everyone finished their lively dinner, they went back to their rooms to rest.
Song Qingyun and Xia Weian were busy in the kitchen.
Song Qingyun makes spicy slices, and the smell of fried spices is very overbearing.
Even with the windows and doors closed, the children could still smell the fragrance.
Xia Changle was the first to run to the kitchen.
"Mom, what is this? Why does it smell so good?" Xia Changle sniffed and stared at the big spicy slices that were still steaming on the stove.
Song Qingyun was amused by the appearance of his beloved fifth daughter.
Cut two plates immediately.
"Take it in and ask everyone to try it together."
"Okay, Mom!" Xia Changle immediately responded, carrying the plate and running into the house, "Everyone come out, the spicy slices are here!"
The children ran out in response.
Gu Xu ran to the backyard and called Han Chengwu and Li Zhao over.
Spicy slices are the youthful memories of many people, so they easily capture everyone's stomach.
"Godmother, this is so delicious." Li Zhao sighed as he ate.
"I'll make some for you after the New Year. Take it home and eat it. Tell your godmother when you're done, and she'll make some more and mail it to you." Song Qingyun said with a smile.
"Godmother, you love me so much." Li Zhao said happily.
Han Chengwu: You stole my lines!
After everyone had a great time and cleared out the items, they reluctantly went back. After all, these were the goods they were selling, and it would not be good if they cleared them out.
Song Qingyun found a vegetable washing plate and put the cut chili slices in it. He also brought a plate, a bunch of bamboo sticks, and a few pairs of chopsticks.
She has prepared all the things she wants to sell at the market.
The night was dark and the courtyard was quiet.
Song Qingyun is making clothes in the space.
Her mental strength is much better in this space than outside, and she doesn't feel tired.
Xia Weian also helped her, and the couple was busy until twelve o'clock before going to bed.
The next morning, they were woken up by the alarm clock.
When they got up, the children were still asleep.
Song Qingyun went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
Xia Weian lit the stove in the living room and added firewood to the kang in the children's room.
Soon, the room became warm.
Xia Weian quietly went to the backyard to take another look and lit the kangs of Han Chengwu and Li Zhao as well.
Then I went to the kitchen to help Song Qingyun.
They prepared breakfast.
"We'll probably have lunch at the market. It's cold and there are no state-owned restaurants nearby. Let's bring a small stove with us so it will be more convenient to boil water and heat up meals." Song Qingyun said.
"Okay." Xia Weian responded, found a stove, and brought a basket of coal briquettes.
The coal briquettes were made by Xia Weian using coal slag he bought and yellow mud.
Song Qingyun smiled and said, "It seems like we are moving."
"It's rare that the children want to do something, we must fully support them." Xia Weian didn't feel it was troublesome at all.
He supports his daughters in whatever they want to do.
The two of them packed up everything they needed to take, and the children got up.
After breakfast, the whole family put on thick clothes, and Song Qingyun also brought food.
The whole family went to the brigade headquarters together, preparing to go to the market.
On the first day of the fair, there were many people going. It was a rare market where people could buy and sell things openly, so most people brought their own things.
The tractor was soon full.
There are still many people who haven’t gotten on the bus.
Wang Yousheng arranged two ox carts, and the villagers set off for the market, chatting and laughing...
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