The hawker looked down and saw that the little doll was before, and laughed: "Did you all give me all the skewers? How? Also?"
Changan nodded again and again, pulling him to the back basket of Qian Mrs. Qian: "Also, still."
Qian Qian looked at the hawker and immediately opened the back basket. At a glance, he looked at Chang'an again, and finally nodded
: "Okay, I still want to follow the four texts, I want it."
He also gave the temple club with the bead of this little doll's house last time . As a result, his business was very hot. The stall, the beads stringed it over, but it didn't take long for it to sell ten skewers. It seems that there is really a little baby in the world . The hawker gave the money to Qian, turned around and asked Changan: "Little doll, do a temple fair come from your house?" Changan looked at Wu. Wu's: "Come, there are still a lot of wooden people in the family." "Okay, you are still in the old place, you have all the buddhas in your family, but you must be the same as today." . Song Sanshun: "Of course, we all picked the skewers, and we ca n't shoot it." "That line." The hawker nodded, touched Changan's head, and left. "Go ." Tiring is small, and shame is big. This is good. Her confidence in making money for the woody people has come up again. Several people were happy to go back to the back basket. They encountered a manned ox cart, and they wanted two texts, so they spent two more texts sitting up. Song Sanshun ordered the oil lamp to count the money. Changan also ran over and stared at these wooden men with his uncle. There are expansion, lard, lard, and flowers and gray water. The soap of the home touched and loved. Changan nodded: "Flowers, flowers." "Okay, uncle will go to the big collection to buy lard, let 's make flower soap." Looking at the Guanyin statue, next time the temple fair will take away the money to change the money.
With a wave, a book album appeared in front of Changan. An, she had to follow the little goldfish
. After she learned the five words, the little goldfish sank into the water.
It was always unsatisfactory. Later, I watched the album given to her by the small goldfish repeatedly, which introduced in detail how to make the mud man, how to make their dresses softer and elegant , and the face is more real and beautiful. After seeing it, I knew it. After a few days, I made a small Guanyin statue of less than one foot. You did it. " Wu's" Wu Shi couldn't believe it. How old is the little doll? I haven't seen who has learned to do Guanyin with who she has learned . Changan nodded. It was she done it for two days. After she made a perfect Guanyin statue, the little Miao Miao of her palm automatically grew one leaf. Song Sanshun carefully held the Guanyin statue and said, "Let's put it into the shrine." This kind of thing cannot be left on the ground. In case the skin monkey accidentally kicks out, it is sin. "Yes, digging the hole in the family a little higher, I couldn't let it go." Wu said quickly. Inside the wall, I was also very happy. At this time, Song Lao Liu ran in . He also followed him . "My God, you have received those who are lost." Lao Zhao cried and patted his chest: "What kind of evil is this, you have to treat me like this." Our home. "(This chapter is finished)