Chương 63: Chapter 62 Tracking
The next day was the day that Ye Xiaomei and Wei Feng made an appointment with Xiao Erniang.
Ye Annian made a total of thirty clay croaks made yesterday, not counting the ones for a few children and Jiang Zhu, Ye Xiaomei and Yang Chi.
It was left to dry in a cool place overnight. Today it has to be dried in the sun before it can be fired. It is too late to color it.
Ye Annian thought about it, and planned to take twenty of them first, and together with the five rattles, go to the town to try selling them, and the rest would be fired and colored together with the ten, until the next time he goes to town. sell.
Before going out in the morning, Jiang Zhu went to the west room where Ye Xiaomei lived temporarily and rummaged around in the cabinet not knowing what he was looking for.
Seeing Zhou Liang's bullock carts arriving, Ye Annian went into the house to urge him, only to see him come out carrying a dusty cover.
Ye Annian stretched out his hand and pulled it open, and saw eight big characters written on it: The hanging pot helps the world and the magic hand brings spring back.
"Are you going to go out for a consultation?" Ye Anyian asked.
Jiang Zhu nodded: "Not long after I came to Yueya Village, I set up a stall in the town because I was short of money. Later, more and more people came to see me for treatment in eight villages, so I stopped going there."
Ye Annian knew that he had revealed his cover again and wanted to earn more medical fees.
He said, "That's fine. Whoever closes the stall first will go find the other person."
"Okay." Jiang Zhu responded.
Today, Ye Xiaomei is going to see Wei Feng. It is not appropriate for the two of them to follow him. It is better to go and set up stalls separately.
The two took their things and left the yard. Ye Xiaomei was already waiting under the old locust tree.
Zhou Liang's bullock cart was parked not far from the old locust tree, but Ye Xiaomei seemed hesitant for some reason and didn't dare to get on the cart.
It was just getting dark at this time, Ye Annian yawned, and after taking a closer look, he realized that among the people riding the oxcart to the town today, there were actually Wu Xianglian and his cheap father Ye Chenghe.
Ye Xiaomei has been living in Ye Anyian's house these days, and her life without Wu Xianglian has been extremely comfortable.
Now when she first saw her cunning and mean grandmother, the memories of being beaten and scolded in the past came flooding back to her mind.
"Brother Nian, why don't we... stop taking the ride today?" Ye Xiaomei said with a sad expression.
"It's okay," Ye Anian comforted her, "Sit outside later, not next to her, and ignore her."
"Yeah." Ye Xiaomenonuo nodded.
The three of them got on the bullock cart, and just when they were seated firmly, Wu Xianglian couldn't hold it any longer.
She first saw Zhou Liang parking the oxcart under the old locust tree, and she knew that Ye Anyian and the others would definitely want to take a ride.
When they saw Ye Xiaomei, who was wearing new clothes, her hair was neatly combed, and she had a plum blossom hairpin, Wu Xianglian's eyes were so wide that they almost popped out of her head.
She looked Ye Xiaomei up and down, snorted from her nostrils and said, "I've been away from home for a few days, and I don't even know how to say hello to my elders when I see them. I'm really messing with Brother Nian!"
Ye Xiaomei knew that she was targeting him overtly and covertly, and the fear of succumbing to Wu Xianglian's pressure for a long time made her speak subconsciously and whispered: "Milk."
"snort!"
When Wu Xianglian heard this, her nostrils were about to go up to the sky. She rolled her eyes at Ye Xiaomei and said, "You still know how to recognize me? I see that you are living well at Brother Nian's house, and you have new clothes and... How much does it cost for a new hairpin?"
"I'm telling you Brother Nian, I don't have money for this old lady. Xiaomei is the one you are willing to buy for her. Don't ask me for money then!"
As soon as she said this, Ye Chenghe, who was sullen next to him, became unhappy.
"Mom, why are you telling him this?"
"I make a lot of money now, and I respect you. If they dare to come and ask for money from you, I will beat them to death!"
As he said that, he glanced at Ye Anyian with disgust.
Ye Anian didn't want to pay attention to them, but Wu Xianglian was a bitch-tongued, and his cheap father also rushed to find them, which made him unhappy.
"I certainly won't ask you for money for the things I bought for my second sister."
Ye Anyian glanced at Wu Xianglian coldly, and said with a hint, "Grandma, you are already old, so don't worry about the things of the younger generation."
"Me, me?" Wu Xianglian's old face turned red and she raised her voice, "I don't care about it!"
"Unfilial thing!"
Ye Chenghe glared at Ye Annian: "Why are you talking to your grandma? You don't want to buy anything and come back to see if you get married!"
"Father-in-law." Jiang Zhu sat between Ye Anyian, Ye Xiaomei, Wu Xianglian, and Ye Chenghe. He held Ye Anyian's hand, patted it gently, and spoke to Ye Chenghe in a gentle voice.
"Only by being kind can you be filial. Now that An Nian and I are married, we shouldn't use the word 'filial piety' to oppress him anymore, right?"
"You...what do you know!"
Ye Chenghe choked and blushed: "You are a junior, and you still come to teach me a lesson?!"
"Okay, you three boys from the Ye family, just stop saying a few words!"
There were more than just them in the car, and there were also a few aunties about the same age as Wu Xianglian sitting inside.
Everyone was sleepy in the morning, and an aunt was disturbed and said unhappily: "Who among you doesn't know how your Ye family treats Brother Nian and Xiaomei? Just stop shouting here with a shameless face. "
"That's right," another aunt also raised her eyelids, "I saw Xiaomei staying at Nian Ge'er and Jiang Langzhong's house for a few days, and she has gained a lot of weight. Sister Wu, aren't you feeling sore?"
"Why am I so upset?!"
Wu Xianglian felt as if her tail had been stepped on, and said in a sharp voice: "My third son is going to be successful! I earn more money every month than any of you, am I upset?!"
When everyone saw her enthusiasm, they all shook their heads and laughed, and no one paid attention to her.
"Mom," Ye Chenghe pulled her sleeve, "We ignore them, they are just jealous of us."
"snort!"
Wu Xianglian crossed her arms across her chest and straightened her neck with pride, but no one looked at her.
This farce was suppressed by everyone.
Ye Annian breathed a sigh of relief. The rest of the way was finally quiet, but he still panicked at the thought of having to ride in a car with Wu Xianglian and the others when he went back.
When we arrived at the town, it was already broad daylight.
Zhou Liang parked the ox cart at the same spot as usual and went to play chess and drink tea with his chess friends.
Ye Anian, Jiang Zhu and Ye Xiaomei got out of the car. They wanted to disband on the spot and go about their own business. However, Wu Xianglian, a thief, lingered on the ox cart, obviously wanting to follow them. Seeing that they were all What are you going to do?
She must not let her know about Ye Xiaomei.
In order to hide it from her, the three of them went to Clay Figurine Lane together without dividing their paths.
Wu Xianglian originally followed Ye Chenghe to go to Zhou Ji's pawnshop to meet her in-laws today, but she accidentally bumped into Ye Anyian and the others, and her thoughts became active.
Seeing that Ye Annian and the other three got out of the car and walked away, she hurriedly said to Ye Chenghe: "San'er, you go and buy some gifts for your mother-in-law first. Mother has to follow Brother Nian and the others. Let's take a look. What on earth are they doing in town?"
Ye Chenghe now made money on his own. Although he had to hand over half of it to Wu Xianglian every month, he also saved some money in his own hands.
"Okay, let's meet at the door of Zhou Ji later." Upon hearing what she said, Ye Chenghe nodded in agreement.
He was also afraid of going shopping with Wu Xianglian. His mother was very stingy. If she went shopping with him, she would definitely not be able to buy anything good.
Here, Ye Annian and the others went straight to Clay Figurine Lane, with Wu Xianglian following not too far behind.
All three of them noticed it, but pretended not to know.
I came early today, and there were not many people setting up stalls in Clay Figurine Alley.
Ye Annian chose a better place and took out the cloth from the basket to spread it. Then he took out the knick-knacks he brought one by one and placed them on the clean plain cloth.
Jiang Zhu was on the side, helping him put things away. When he saw him and Ye Xiaomei sitting down, he took his own cover and left with the medicine box on his back.
Before leaving, he said deliberately: "If you two sell out first, go to the big market over there and find me."
Ye Anyian and Ye Xiaomei nodded in agreement, and he left.
Wu Xianglian hid under a big tree not far away, watching Jiang Zhu leave with the medicine box on his back, and rolled her eyes with disdain.
He thought to himself that it had been a long time since Jiang Zhudu had set up a stall to see a doctor. It seemed that these two people were really out of money, otherwise they would not have come to this town to set up a stall and brought Xiaomei to help.
She didn't care about Jiang Zhu. She was mainly curious about what Ye Anyian wanted to sell in Clay Figurine Lane.
She remembered that her grandson was timid, submissive, and didn't know much about crafts. What could he sell?
She hid behind a big tree for a while, and when she saw that neither Ye Anian nor Ye Xiaomei were paying attention behind them, she quietly approached from behind.
Wu Xianglian stretched her neck and took a few glances, only to see a bunch of dusty trinkets placed on the stall in front of Ye Anian, which seemed to be made of mud, and a few colorful rattles.
"How much can this thing cost?"
She muttered, looked at it for a while, then lost interest, turned around and left, feeling relieved at the same time.
A few days ago, she had been hearing from the villagers that Brother Nian was skillful and could make some children's toys. He also gave gifts to Chen Xiucai's two children and Zhao Lizheng's eldest grandson.
She had always been concerned about this, but now that she saw them, they were just worthless clay figurines, and she really thought they were some good things.
"Who cares? I sell it for ten cents, which is not enough to pay for the oxcart back and forth."
However, Wu Xianglian began to feel unbalanced again when she thought that Ye Anyian had given Shitou and the Chen family a lot of gadgets, but not her Amber.
"He's a brother after all. Once you get married, you won't think about your family anymore. How can a son be any better?"
While she was complaining, she was thinking that when she got the chance, she would have to ask Ye Anyian to make some gadgets for her precious grandson.
Although it is not valuable, other people's children have it, and her eldest grandson must also have it.
Not to mention that Wu Xianglian was thinking about good things alone. After she left, Ye Anyian waited for a while before asking Ye Xiaomei to leave from the other side and detour to Xiaoyun Restaurant to find Xiao Erniang.
He also took a tael of silver from his money bag and gave it to Ye Xiaomei, just in case he needed to spend money.
After Ye Xiaomei was sent away, his little stall became completely quiet.
There were not many people bringing their children to Clay Man Lane early in the morning. Ye Anian sat there bored for a while. He was so sleepy that he yawned, then he took out a piece of clay from the basket and started to scream while pinching the clay.
As a result, just after pinching two, women and husbands came around with their children.
A five or six-year-old girl with a bun on her head grabbed her mother's hand and walked over.
The little girl was very cute and juicy. She knelt down and stared at the little clay cat that Ye Anyian was holding in his hand.
When her mother saw it, she asked, "How do you sell this mud clam?"
Ye Anyian kept moving his hands, carving out the kitten's eyes with a bamboo stick, and said, "One of these unpainted ones is worth two cents."
"Things made from clay are cheaper," the woman said.
Ye Anyian finished squeezing the kitten, used a whistle stick to poke holes and air vents in the kitten, and then handed it to the little girl's hand.
He didn't answer the woman's question, but said to the little girl, "Blow and see."
The little girl puffed up her cheeks and blew into the blowhole.
"beep!"
The whistle is clear and loud, which is very pleasant to hear.
The little girl immediately liked it so much that she pulled her mother's sleeve and shook it: "Mom! I want it!"
The woman was still a little hesitant: "Two pennies can buy a bun."
"I'll give you three of the five coins." Ye Anyian said.
"Okay." When the woman heard this, she thought it was a good deal and patted the little girl on the shoulder and asked her to pick two more.
The little girl jumped happily again with a little bird and a little mouse.
The woman paid five cents and took the little girl to leave.
But the little girl stood still and smiled like a flower at Ye Annian.
"Brother, you are good-looking and good at craftsmanship!"
Ye Anyian's cheeks felt a little hot after being praised, and he smiled and said, "You are good-looking too."
After sending the mother and daughter away, a group of children gathered around them not long after, and the adults couldn't hold them back.
However, these children were very self-conscious, and they lined up neatly in a circle, quietly watching Ye Anyian squeeze the mud and scream.
After watching for a while, the adults were reluctant to leave when they saw the children, so they had to pay for it. It was not expensive anyway, and the children would be happy for only three to five cents, so why not do it.
Time flew by quickly, and after a while, Ye Anyian felt his body getting hot.
He stopped what he was doing and looked up. The sun had climbed above his head, and it was noon before he knew it.
On the stall in front of him, there were only five or six of the twenty mud clams left, and the rest were sold, not counting the ones he made in the morning.
Of the five rattles, only two are left.
He weighed the money bag at his waist. It was heavy, and the coins inside collided with each other, making a clattering sound.
After some calculation, there are almost more than 150 articles.
There is no cost to make these little things. No matter how much you sell, you will make a pure profit.
Having sold so much in one morning, Ye Anyian was quite satisfied.
After this free time, he felt hungry. Just as he was about to take out the egg pancakes he had brought with him in the morning from the basket, a steaming big bun was stretched out in front of him.
When Ye An looked up, Jiang Zhu was smiling at him: "Eat first."
Ye Annian moved the small stool to make room for him. Jiang Zhu walked around and saw a stone not far away, so he moved it over and used it as a stool to sit on.
"Why are you here?" Ye Anyian asked him.
"There's no one around now. I asked the man from the stall next to me to keep an eye on it, and then I came to find you."
Jiang Zhu held a meat bun with oil paper and handed it to Ye Annian, while he took out the egg pancake from the basket and ate it.
Ye Annian saw that the paper bag in his hand was bulging, and it was obvious that he had bought more than one bun.
Then he asked: "Why don't you eat steamed buns?"
"I'm thinking about the second sister's craftsmanship." Jiang Zhu said with a smile, "You've been eating it for so many years, so it's time for me to eat it, right?"
Ye Anyian pursed his lips and said nothing.
He naturally knew that Jiang Zhu was joking, but he just didn't want him to eat cold egg pancakes.
Jiang Zhu bought four big buns in total. He originally thought that if Ye Xiaomei came back, he would give two to each of Ye Anian and Ye Xiaomei.
As a result, Ye Xiaomei didn't come back at noon.
With Xiao Erniang leading them, the two of them were not worried. If Ye Xiaomei had a good impression of Wei Feng, it wouldn't be a bad thing for the two of them to spend time together.
The two of them had lunch together, and Jiang Zhu went back again.
Ye Anyian was sitting alone watching the stalls. He had just eaten and was still a little sleepy.
When he was about to kowtow due to sleepiness, a familiar figure suddenly passed before his eyes. She was a slender woman.
The woman's profile made a deep impression on him. She seemed to be Zhou Rong, the daughter of the owner of Zhou Ji's pawnshop, the woman his cheap father was about to marry.
Ye Annian suddenly woke up from his drowsiness.
He remembered that Ye Chenghe should have just gotten engaged to the Zhou family, but when he saw Zhou Rong coming to Clay Figurine Lane, he actually stopped in front of a stall selling children's bellybands and tiger-head shoes, and was choosing carefully.
Suddenly doubts arose in his heart. The two of them haven't gotten married yet, but now Zhou Rong has a child?
Could it be that the two of them got married because of their son?
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