"That's fine. We should have thought of it earlier. Zhang Yunxi is Zhao Mo's aunt. If we let Zhao Mo go, even if it doesn't work out, we won't feel uncomfortable."

“Yes, yes, yes!”

A group of little girls responded in unison, their faces flushed with excitement because they were about to become beautiful.

They set out in a mighty manner to look for Zhao Mo. When they found Zhao Mo, Zhao Mo and Er Gouzi were digging out a bird's nest in a tree.

She was called away before she even got the bird eggs.

There was no way around it, the people who came were Zhao Mo’s various sisters and aunts. After all, they could be relatives after taking a detour.

Er Gouzi continued to climb and scooped all the bird eggs into his arms. When they were almost touching the ground, he jumped down and ran away quickly.

"I want bird eggs too!" Zhao Mo shouted.

Er Gouzi: “No.”

Zhao Mo: "I'll beat you up."

"I'm not afraid." Er Gouzi was very proud, the last tone of his voice was rising, and he ran very fast, disappearing in a flash.

The girls were worried that Zhao Mo would be angry, so they were about to appease her when they saw Zhao Mo saying to them in a nice tone, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

The girls were relieved.

Tell her the purpose.

"If Zhang Zhiqing is willing, we can give her eggs, melon seeds and peanuts, or do some work for her."

Zhao Mo's eyes lit up when he heard about working. His aunt was very lazy, so working was perfect for her. So he put his hands behind his back and nodded like a little adult, "Let me ask my aunt, is there anything else?"

Seeing everyone was silent, Zhao Qinglan waited for several seconds before silently extending a finger and said weakly, "Can I work for Zhang Zhiqing for a day and she braids my hair?"

Zhao Mo: "Let me ask."

"Okay, go ask, we'll wait for you."

"good."

Zhao Mo ran to find his aunt, and seeing that she was writing, he did not bother her anymore. He went out and said to a group of sisters and aunts, "My aunt is busy now. I will tell you the result tomorrow."

"OK."

"ah……"

Among the bunch of "yes", Zhao Qinglan's "ah" stood out. She was going to find a partner tomorrow, and it would be useless if she couldn't braid her hair. Seeing Zhao Mo looking at her, she quickly said, "Then don't tell your aunt about braiding your hair."

Zhao Mo: "Okay."

"Then let's go back first."

"OK."

Zhao Mo waved to them.

Many women and children in the village saw a group of girls looking for Zhao Mo, and when they saw her on the road, they would ask her a few questions.

"Zhao Mo, what do Qinglan and his group want from you?"

"They have something to do with my aunt." Zhao Mo explained.

The adults were curious about what was going on.

The little girls were jealous and crazy.

Who doesn’t like playing with an older sister? But Zhao Mo was a person who couldn’t even play before, but now he has become so good, all because of her aunt!

Why does Zhao Mo have an aunt?

How enviable!

Can’t the state assign one?

Too much!!!

The Zhao family team has always been full of gossip, and within two hours the whole team knew about it.

Even Deng Damei, who was a guest at Zhao Xiaobing's house for dinner, heard about this. When she came back, she asked Zhang Yunxi, "Did the girls in the brigade ask you something?"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yunxi wondered, his face dull as he ate sweet potatoes.

When will she stop eating sweet potatoes? Sweet potatoes are very healthy nowadays, but in the 1970s, she ate them until she wanted to vomit!

Zhang Yunxi was so depressed that she didn't even want to listen to gossip. "I'm going to get the newspaper. I want to study hard, write, make money, and eat white rice!"

The power of rice is what completely inspires her to move forward.

Zhang Yunxi took a big bite of the sweet potato.

Depend on.

It's still bitter.

There was something fishy going on inside the sweet potato. Zhang Yunxi immediately apologized to the sweet potato, "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have scolded you. Please don't do this. I'm scared. What if I get a stomachache?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Deng Damei: “…”

He Xiaoxiao: “…”

You can see that she is a child.

He Xiaoxiao held her forehead and handed her a new sweet potato, "Eat mine."

"It's okay, I'll eat mine. If I throw it away, the whole village will drown me with spit." Zhang Yunxi had heard about this gossip. Someone thought that so many sweet potatoes were rotten that he just threw them away, but he was scolded to death. In short, throwing away food in today's society is the most terrifying thing, more infuriating than any outrageous act, because in today's era, there are many people who don't have enough food to eat. Now Zhang Yunxi can only adapt to the local customs, otherwise he will get used to throwing away food and throw it outside, otherwise he will be scolded to death.

She tried her best to avoid dark places, ate the good ones and threw away the dark ones. While she was afraid of being scolded, she also cherished her life.

Eating sweet potatoes carefully, Zhang Yunxi muttered, "I won't scold you anymore, just be nice to me."

Deng Damei saw that Zhang Yunxi was reluctant to throw away the food and thought it was normal, as she was the same and had never wasted any food.

"No, stop reading. I'm talking to you seriously."

"What?" Zhang Yunxi asked without raising his head, because it was really difficult to eat the clean area of ​​the sweet potato without eating the black area.

"A girl from the village wants your help."

"Ah? When?"

Zhang Yunxi didn't know, that didn't happen.

"I don't know. Zhao Mo said so. You can ask Zhao Mo later. If you say you are not full now, I can still cook something for you. If you tell me later, I won't cook it." Deng Damei reminded.

"No, that's too much trouble. I still have some chestnut cakes. Just eat some."

"become."

After eating, Zhang Yunxi took out the scraps of cloth, which were a bag that Zhao Rencheng had given her yesterday.

She thought that they were in bits and pieces and could only be used to make socks or summer clothes for Zhao Mo, but she didn't expect that many of them were in large pieces and could be used as fabric.

Deng Damei looked at the large bag of cloth beside Zhang Yunxi, picked up one or two pieces, shook them, and felt the texture. "Is this the cloth you bought this afternoon? Why didn't I see it? The quality is pretty good, but why did you cut it so small?"

"These are scraps of cloth." said Zhang Yunxi.

Deng Damei was so shocked that her voice rose unconsciously, "Ragged cloth, when did the scraps become so big? I have never seen such a big piece in my life!"

Zhang Yunxi didn't expect it to be so big. "Well, this is a little expensive. This bag cost me five dollars. Do you want it? I can give you a few dollars."

Deng Damei saw the red cloth among the scraps and was very greedy, but she owed 70 yuan and could not buy it. She reluctantly turned her eyes away and said, "I don't want it. I still have clothes to wear."

"Take the red one. Help me make this dress. Then you can wear it on your wedding day and return it to me. Is that okay? I want to start a small business. If a girl gets married and has no clothes to wear and needs to borrow some, I can lend them clothes. That way, I can go to the wedding!"