Author: Lao Huang next door 007

After saying that, she would not stay anymore, and she had to rush to the seed house. There was a handlebar in the same village as Song Yiren at the door, which was just right to go back to the village. Song Yiren made an appointment with him for a penny, and as long as his uncle went to the county, he would pass by the town and take her back.

It was still early to get the seeds, so Song Yiren went to the seeds shop for a walk. Thinking that the weather was hot at this time, it was just right to plant some cabbage, leeks, garlic seedlings and so on, so she bought some of them.

After coming out of the seeds, I happened to get on the handlebar-style ox cart.

"Uncle Song, am I the only one today?" The handlebar is from Songjiazhuang. When it comes to relatives or Song Yiren's stepfather Song Yi's clan brother, it's just that the relationship is far away. Many people in the entire Songjiazhuang are related to their kinship, so they don't talk about this. But it's always right for Song Yiren to call him "Uncle".

"I'm back early today, there are not so many people. Your aunt wants to eat candy steamed cakes." Uncle Song took out a cloth bag from his arms, revealing only a corner. "I bought it. Thinking that it was so hot, I hurried back early!"

"Uncle and aunt are so nice!" Song Yiren couldn't help but smile and praised. It turns out that the lives of ordinary people in Daliang are still harmonious and loving!

"Uncle Song, what time is your daily round trip? I thought it would be best to take your car!"

"If you go there, it's not too early. Usually around Si and around Shen, it's also around Shen! "Uncle Song's family grows a lot of vegetables and can't eat them at home, so he goes to the county to sell them. He passes by the town, so he will also bring some passers-by to earn some copper coins.

"Okay, I go to the town to do some small business every day. Please ask my uncle to take me back and forth! If I bring a lot of things, I will give you two cents."

"Hey! That's easy to say, it's easy to say. You are a good child, and we are also from relatives." Uncle Song also knew about Old Lady Chen and Song Yi's exploitation of Daya.

After chatting, they entered the village. Song Yiren said goodbye to Uncle Song and entered the yard. Today, Aunt Li took her three children to the mountains as usual, so Song Yiren was not in a hurry to pick her up at Aunt Li's house.

Putting down the basket and the seedlings in his hand, Song Yiren first calculated the income in the past few days. In addition to buying noodles and meat, he made a net profit of 79 cents!

You should know that the work of the wharf lasts for a whole day, only 30 cents are needed. You can go to pipes to build roads, build embankments by the river, and build quarries and city walls to build many points, but one labor force a day is only 30 cents for 40 cents!

Song Yiren held the copper plate and circled around in circles: As expected, it was only by doing business that he made money!

Of course, thanks to Aunt Li's help to watch Gu Xiaotuanzi and also pick mountain goods in the past two days, Aunt Li's benefits are naturally indispensable.

After planning the money he gave to Aunt Li, he took it out and put it alone on his body. The rest of the money was placed under the big bed, and Song Yiren started working in the vegetable field.

The difficulty of growing vegetables is Song Yiren, who is a master of agriculture, in modern times.

It was a bit hot recently, and Song Yiren went to the big well in the village to carry water twice. Considering that she was a pregnant woman, she would have half a bucket each time. Half a bucket was placed in the tank for spare use, and when she was about to carry the second bucket, she ran into Old Mrs. Chen head-on.

"Song Daya, I heard that you have been going to the town recently. If you have the spare money to give me filial piety early, don't drag it horizontally!"

"Mom, I understand!" They are all in the same village, and Song Yiren can't hide even though she wants to, so she just perfunctorily first.

"Mom, when will the beef be stewed? Your son will starve to death!" Before Mrs. Chen could answer, Song Bin's sloppy voice came from a yard not far away.

The ordinary people can eat all the beef that is not common in common, and they are forced to be filial to their single daughter with two children. Song Yiren's mouth has curved and sneered.

"What are you talking about? You little boy!" Old Mrs. Chen felt that her eldest daughter, who was easy to bully since childhood, had some idea of ​​what happened recently. She seemed to have straightened her waist and had a tough attitude when speaking and doing things. Can she cheat or cheat?

In the past, the monthly filial piety was enough for the couple to live, and all the remaining money was saved for Xiaobin'er. When Xiaobin'er became a scholar and reached the age of age, she had the money she had to come to the box. I don't know how many girls were rushing to enter the Song family's door. We don't want the village girl, so we have to be... the daughter of the county magistrate...

Old Mrs. Chen had never met any high-ranking officials, and the county magistrate was the biggest official she knew. Old Mrs. Chen was fantasizing happily, but was suddenly interrupted by Song Yiren.

"Mom, please let me go." Song Yiren carried half a bucket of water, and Old Lady Chen did block her way.

Song Bin came over and looked up and down with his eyes squinted. He was only wearing a wardrobe, but not well, and he was loosely wrapped around his body, his temples were scattered. Because he got close, Song Yiren could even smell the smell of women on his body.

I guess he came out of a flower building again! Song Yiren thought to himself, too lazy to pay attention to him, so he carried the bucket and left.

Then I heard Song Bin say, "Mom, didn't my cousin fall in love with her? Why didn't she marry her?"...

After walking far, I couldn't hear clearly, and Song Yiren didn't take it seriously.

After watering the ground, she skillfully turned the soil into a soft and suitable manner. She first took out the garlic seedlings, peeled them one by one, and put them into the soil. Then she planted the cabbage and leek seedlings into the soil. After finishing her work in the field, Song Yiren looked at it early and quickly took the time to lie down and rest for a while.

She got up early and went to bed late every day to sell cakes. Today she planted a small piece of vegetable field. She was so tired that she was sore all over and her feet looked swollen.

She lay on the bed and had to sigh that it was so difficult to live well in ancient times without starving and cold... She complained again for a while, why others traveled through books and traveled through the princesses and a rich lady, but she was a single mother who had to rely on labor for a penny...

She thought for a while and fell asleep deeply...

Song Yiren had a dream. In the dream, she stood in the Golden Palace. The emperor praised her for doing a good job in business and she was very happy.

Just as he was about to agree, he saw Sima Jiangye covered in blood and rushed into the hall gate with his soldiers. In the chaos, a sword broke through the air and came towards him, but she was protected by Gu Yanfeng.

The sound of the sharp blade penetrated the flesh was clear and short... She hurried to see where Gu Yanfeng was injured, but only felt the red blood in her hand...

Then there was a thunderous "boom", as if she could lick all the orange-red tongues of flames, and thick smoke soared into the sky. Her whole body was burning, and she could not see things at first, her mouth could not make sounds, and her ears were crying, shouting, and sirens...

All the noisy sounds twitched and twisted in the fire, and the orange-red fire in the darkness seemed to be the summoning of the god of death...

Song Yiren suddenly sat up from the bed, sweating all over.

Maybe I am too tired recently and am worried about my business, as well as Sima Jiangye and Gu Yanfeng's affairs, and the explosion in a modern laboratory! Song Yiren thought to himself.
Chapter completed!