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Chapter 9 Transforming the Song Family (2)

Song Zhaozhao was sprinkling pig manure on the side. Rather than saying that he didn't have time to pay attention to Chen, he didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

Seeing that Song Zhaozhao ignored her, Chen was full of aura. Seeing that Song Zhaozhao treated her like this, he naturally felt unhappy.

"Sister, drink water."

Song's mother brought water. This time, Song's mother specially found a bowl without any robbery.

"I just said, why do you have money to find someone to work in your family? After a closer look, it turned out to be Zhaozhao!"

Chen's tone was full of ridicule and disdain.

When Song Zhaozhao heard Chen's words, she couldn't help but look at herself. Her rough skin was wearing a straw hat on her head, and her pants were tied to her knees, not to mention the smell on her body.

Song Zhaozhao glanced at Chen and forced a smile: "Isn't this the eldest aunt? I thought it was the aunt of a wealthy family in the city!"

Song Zhaozhao naturally would not show weakness, and he retorted without considering it.

When Song's father and Song's mother heard this, they both lowered their heads and smiled secretly.

But Song's father still pretended to criticize Song Zhaozhao severely: "Zhaozhao, how did you speak to the elders."

Song Zhaozhao was speechless and continued to sprinkle his pig manure, but he felt relieved.

On the other hand, at this time, Chen had long been so angry that his face was pale and his words were a little out of breath.

"Sister-in-law, don't be angry, this girl is still young and ignorant."

Chen was dissatisfied with being criticized by Song Zhaozhao, and he was even more disdainful of Song's father's tone.

"I'm still young? This girl is still young, the second child, either I'm talking to you, you, or I'm too spoiled with them. This stinky girl, if she can treat me like this today, she may go to heaven in the future, and your life will not be better in the future."

Chen's words contain words, and his words reveal ridicule everywhere.

Both Song’s father and Song’s mother are honest and meticulous people. In the face of Chen’s ridicule and bullying, they have always apologized in a humble apology, and the same is true today.

All of this was seen by Song Zhaozhao, and he couldn't help but swear in his heart that he would make his father and mother proud at the aunt's house in the future.

"Yes, yes, my sister said."

"Sister-in-law, stop being angry and drink a little water."

Chen was already thirsty when he came to the Song family, and he was angry with Song Zhaozhao, so he drank the full bowl of water.

Song's mother also poured a bowl for Chen.

"Sister, why are you free to come to our house today? Is there anything wrong?"

Chen waved his hand: "I'm here today. I'm really here to inform you if I have something to do. A while ago, didn't Tingting be taken aback by a wealthy family? Two days ago, that family also came to propose marriage, and it will be married in two days."

Chen said with a arrogant look on his face, his eyes were almost coming to heaven.

"Congratulations to my elder sister. I wonder which family in the city is?"

"The Yan family in the city."

Song's father and Song's mother nodded repeatedly, and the Zhu family should not be underestimated.

"If you want me to tell me, you couple should think about Zhaozhao. There is a housekeeper in the Zhu family and a son in the family, which means there are some intelligence problems, and other places..."

"I'm not in a hurry, my aunt."

Before Chen finished speaking, Song Zhaozhao rejected Chen's intention.

"You don't have to worry, you're still waiting for the boy from Shao, you really think that if someone passes the imperial examination, you will marry you in the future!"

Although Chen is sarcastic, this sentence is truly correct.

Shao Qingyuan really won’t marry Song Zhaozhao.

Song Zhaozhao was speechless, shoveled a shovel of pig manure, threw it up gently, and fell perfectly on Chen's body.

"Ouch!"

"Oh, aunt, I'm really embarrassed, my hands tremble."

As Song Zhaozhao said, he walked towards Chen and arrived beside Chen. Just now, he sprinkled the bowl of water that Song's mother poured onto Chen.

"You...you...you...!" Chen's hands kept shaking.

"Sister-in-law, why don't you go to the house to change your clothes."

At this time, Chen was so angry that he was about to ascend to heaven. He was not in the mood to change his clothes. He looked at Song Zhaozhao with a "snorted" sound and left quickly.

After Chen left, Song's father and Song's mother laughed out loud.

"You child." Song's mother pointed at Song Zhaozhao.

"Girl, it won't be possible next time. No matter what, your aunt is also an elder."

"Yes, dad." Song Zhaozhao smiled naughtyly.

"What's the matter? I laugh so happily."

Brother Song also came back at this time and found a lot of wooden boards. Although they were of different sizes, this little thing was not a problem for Song Zhaozhao.

"Brother, you just missed a big show."

"What a big show?"

...

Song Zhaozhao told Brother Song about everything that had just happened, and Brother Song laughed.

"I have long been unable to stand this aunt, and we still have to be Zhaozhao."

"By the way, Zhaozhao, do you think these wooden boards are OK?"

Song Zhaozhao flipped through: "It's OK. We should be able to use a new table tonight. There are so many wooden boards, and by the way, we can also make a small table so that we can go out to set up a stall."

"Then I'll help you."

Brother Song helped Song Zhaozhao build the table, while Song's father went out to continue odd jobs, and Song's mother also went to the wealthy families in the village to help earn some eggs, white flour and other items.

"Brother, do you want to go to the back mountain?"

"Go to the back mountain?" Brother Song's eyes lit up instantly when he heard the word "back mountain".

Song Zhaozhao nodded.

"when?"

"A few days later, my aunt's cousin got married, which was a good time for us to go to the back mountain. At that time, my father and mother had no intention of paying attention to us, so my uncle's family naturally would not pay attention to the back mountain."

Brother Song nodded: "Okay, that's fine, just call me when my sister is about to go."

...

Song Zhaozhao and Brother Song continued to assemble the table. They first used sandpaper to smooth the wooden boards to avoid thorns on the wooden boards. They also saw the wooden boards to the same size grinding samples.

After a while, a table became shaped and the chairs were easy to make. Brother Song had worked in a carpenter before, and he had only a few understandings of many things. With Brother Song's help, several chairs were also made. The remaining wood could be made into a table for stalls.

"How is it, sister, I still have some use of your brother!"

Brother Song looked at Song Zhaozhao proudly.

Song Zhaozhao smiled and nodded fiercely: "Yes, yes, my brother is very useful."

"Come on, please come in."

Song Zhaozhao was joking with Brother Song, and Song’s father and Song’s mother brought two people in at this time.

Song Zhaozhao tried hard to open his eyes and looked closely. Good guy, this wasn't the one I met in the back mountain that day... that Lu Chenmo.
Chapter completed!
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