When the coriander is sold to the Chinese new year, the last one is left in the eight sheds of coriander at home. The price of coriander has always been very good. It's always hovering around one piece, one piece two or one piece three, which is only a lot more.

In these days a few years ago, the most expensive dish may be the last one. The last one is the best and the longest. The roots are thick and the leaves are green. Of course, they are very expensive. In the end, they all sell at least a piece of 51 Jin.

When the last cart of vegetables was sold out, all the eight greenhouses of the Tang family were sold short. At this time, it was the 28th anniversary of the lunar new year.

The two brothers had not slept for two days and two nights for the vegetables sold out a year ago.

It's all twenty-eight years old. Tang Zhinian turns over his calendar. He doesn't buy anything at home. He doesn't buy any new clothes for Tang Yuxin. It doesn't matter when they grow up. However, it's a must to buy a dress for his daughter every year. In addition, the peanut candy that his daughter likes to eat is absolutely not to be saved.

There are also new year goods such as melon seeds and peanuts. They are all ready. The village has this habit. During the new year, the children in the village will go to every family in groups to pay a new year's visit, and then they will catch some melon seeds and peanuts for the children.

No matter how bad the conditions are, they always buy some new year's goods.

At the very least, if you have wronged an adult, you can't have wronged a baby at home.

"Come on, brother, let's buy new year's goods with heart." although Tang Zhijun didn't sleep all night, he was more sober than ever. Because he made money, his mouth was full of laughter. Originally, he said that eight greenhouses made at least 5000 or 6000 yuan, but in the end, he guessed how much they made. Ha ha, they made about 10200 yuan. They were all 10000 yuan households, It is also the only family with ten thousand yuan in the village. After the Spring Festival, the family can build the house well, and he can send Yu Xin to the children's palace to learn the piano.

"Good," said Tang Zhinian. Now he was excited, because the new year was just around the corner. There were no white hands this winter, and the Tang family was finally able to turn over.

"Zhijun, when spring comes, let's get the house up first."

Tang Zhijun put his daughter in the tricycle. Then he picked up the quilt on the pit and covered it for his daughter, so that she could not be frozen by the winter wind. Then he took out a scarf and wrapped her small face tightly. There was also a warm water bottle filled with boiling water for her to hold.

"Good," Tang Zhijun thought about building a house for a long time. When the house was built, it was spacious. He wanted to build it into two floors.

"When the house is finished, I'll give you a daughter-in-law first."

When Tang Zhinian got on the tricycle, he also used his body to block the wind for his daughter,

"Brother, I'm not in a hurry," Tang Zhijun said about marrying his daughter-in-law. He was inexplicably resistant. When he thought of the day when his eldest brother lived after his family married sang Zhilan back, he felt uncomfortable and afraid.

If he also married such a daughter-in-law, he might as well not. Sang Zhilan has implicated his elder brother for four years. The only contribution he has made to the Tang family and the only one that makes him feel gratified is Tang Yuxin.

Sang Zhilan is not a good thing, but their little heart is so lovely, beautiful and good. It's thanks to her that she has been able to grow coriander this year. She has helped them to cook all winter. She doesn't say bitter, tired and cold. Her little hands are red, but she doesn't say a word.

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