Luo Jianhua smiled and said, "It's worth the amount of money your dad spends. Besides, your tobacco gun has been used for decades. What's this little money? This tobacco gun is only about 20 yuan. The tobacco leaves are a little expensive.

What special supplies are said, it seems that it is not easy to buy on the market. People also saw that our Fubao was so rare that they walked through the back door, which cost only ten yuan."

Of course, Luo Jianhua was excited. Don’t think that it was expensive, but I heard that this was something that only the country’s leaders could draw, so this time his father also enjoyed it.

This life is not a loss.

But the old man suddenly opened his eyes.

"Fubao, what else did you buy when you and your father go out? Didn't you buy it for your grandpa?"

Fubao tilted his little head and boasted proudly, "Of course I bought it for grandma. I bought a wooden comb for grandma, and the comb of grandma had already broken. I also bought clam oil and sauce cream for grandma, which was something grandma didn't need to use it normally.

My dad also bought a scarf for grandma. The scarf was said to be wool and it was very warm around her neck. Grandma didn’t always say that the wind was leaking from her neck, and this time she would never be afraid of the cold again in winter.”

The old man said in a deep voice, "Lao San’s wife, you have been tired for a long time, you can take Fubao back to the house to rest. The third person will sit with his father for a while."

Yao Sanmei felt a little angry when she saw the old man like this. She didn't know why, but she couldn't say anything now.

I had to wink my husband, so I didn't make my parents angry, so I pulled my little daughter back to their house.

Luo Sijin watched her mother take out the things from her bag, and handed them to Luo Sijin with two paper bags.

"This is the mung bean cake and snacks sent by the old shopkeeper, and I will send them to your grandma and aunt."

When I saw the little guy standing there, I didn't move for a moment, I thought my daughter was because she loved the snacks in the paper bag.

"You silly girl, go and give it to grandma and aunt. These girls have left you half a bag of food for you."

Luo Sijin shook her head, "Mom, I don't like eating these mung bean cakes and snacks. They are not delicious at all. Sweetness can make people feel tired. If you don't keep this thing, you should give it to others. Grandma's teeth are not good. You see, this mung bean cake has been left for a week, and now it's hard like a stone. How can grandma bite it?"

He looked disgusted. As a food anchor, Luo Sijin, who is a foodie, has a lot of pursuit of food.

Yao Sanmei was so angry.

He gently poked Luo Sijin's forehead with his fingers, and his strength was not strong at all.

Luo Sijin's little head was poked back, and her confused look made Yao Sanmei even more in love.

"You can eat it! You can still pick on such a good thing to this extent, and your grandmother spoiled you. There is no such snack in our village. Those children can't even eat it. You didn't hear the old shopkeeper say that this is a famous and good thing in the countryside.

Your grandma loves you in vain. If you send such a good thing to your grandma, you... are so angry."

When Yao Sanmei said this, she really felt sorry for being so angry. She never expected that Xiao Douding, who was less than two years old, could say this now. Who are they?

Poor family!

If you can eat enough, God will give you food.

Now he is even picky about such delicious snacks. What are you afraid of when you are sweet?

Whoever eats candy in this village is middle-aged and upper-class.

Besides, even drinking a bowl of candy water in their village may have to break the head.

This little girl in their family can not only drink sugar water every now and then, but also drink oxidant milk powder. No wonder she is so picky about her mouth.

Luo Sijin greedy with a smile on his face, he leaned into Yao Sanmei's arms, twisting around like a little caterpillar.

"Mom! I want to eat delicious snacks. Can you help me make them? After they are ready, I can take them to my grandma. These snacks are really not delicious, hard, dry, and sweet. They are really not delicious.

Otherwise, if you ask me to make it myself and I want to make it for my grandma to eat, that is really filial. If you give it to my grandma, what's the ability?"

"Mom, is that OK? Please!"

The little guy used her coquettish method, and immediately Yao Sanmei was twisted and laughed so hard that her whole body was trembling.

"Don't rub it, don't rub it! I'm afraid of you! Your mother is most afraid of itchy. You are still twisting and twisting, I'm convinced you, little ancestor! OK, okay, go and ask your grandma! Let's see if your grandma lets you waste food.

If your grandma agrees, then you can go and have a hard time.”

People from poor families can’t even eat enough, so who has the food to make trouble?

Don’t think that the old lady is pampering Fubao, she definitely cannot agree on major issues.

Yao Sanmei was sure that Old Lady Luo could just bring the little girl back.

Who knew that when the little girl heard this, she whizzed and slipped out of her arms.

The short legs went down the edge of the kang and ran directly to his grandma's house, shouting in the wind.

"Grandma, grandma."

"Hey, what's wrong with Fubao? Run slowly, and the door frame trips you up later. Are you hungry? When you are hungry, grandma goes to steam the cake for you. Our chicken just laid eight more eggs."

The four hens at home returned home and obediently resumed their work and rest as soon as Luo Sijin returned home.

"Grandma, grandma, my mom brings snacks, mung bean cake and date cake from the city!"

Luo Sijin ran in and was held in his arms by the old lady.

"Your mother also brought snacks? Is your mother not giving you food, so she must lock it in the cabinet? Don't worry, grandma asked your mother to take it over and give it to grandma. Grandma put it in the cabinet. When you come to grandma, you can eat as much as you want."

The old lady is protecting her calf.

Luo Sijin raised her little face and said crisply.

"Grandma, I want to make mung bean cakes for you to eat."

A look of desire was full of stars.

After a meal with Mrs. Luo, the child who was a little bitch actually wanted to make mung bean cake.

"Fubao! Mung bean cake is so easy to make! Our family doesn't harvest much mung beans this year, just about ten pounds. It's not that my grandma can't bear to bear it. When it comes to summer harvest, it relies on mung beans to hydrolyze the summer heat.

Good boy, can you just listen to grandma obediently? Grandma knows that my Fu Baoer is filial, and grandma doesn’t like to eat mung bean cake.”

Luo Sijin's eyes darkened, her mouth pouted, and she could even hang an oil bottle when she looked tall.

"Grandma, the mung bean cake brought back by grandpa in the city is as hard as stones. Fubao just wants to make a fragrant and soft mung bean cake for grandma. Grandma..."

The little mouth flattened, and the golden beans in their eyes fell down.

The feeling of heartache from Old Lady Luo was about to split, and the little girl's tears seemed to fall on her heart, making her feel painful.

He slapped his thighs, "Fubao, let's not cry anymore. Grandma knows that my Fubao is the most filial granddaughter. Isn't it just mung beans? Make it! Our Fubao just wants to do it. We don't have that little mung beans and sugar."

This is so rich and powerful.
Chapter completed!