Chapter 27 This girl is impervious to reason.

Song Li stood coldly in the Qian family courtyard.

His expression was more solemn than ever before.

She clearly has Song Xiaoxiao at home who needs taking care of her, but she's wasting her time here!

What kind of mess is this?!

But Qian Hutao was clearly at her wit's end. If she didn't do anything, she would be partly responsible for the murder.

She couldn't get over this mental hurdle.

"Can you cook?" she asked Qian Hutao softly, her lips barely moving.

Her current persona is that of a tough type, and it would be too cheesy to just rush to save people, which would ruin her persona, so she came up with a respectable reason.

The convenience food in the space will eventually run out, and besides, she and Song Xiaoxiao are both growing and need nutrition. They can't keep eating pre-cooked food, but learning to cook is too much trouble.

It wouldn't be a bad deal to hire a cook to take back home.

But if Qian Hutao answers no, then she'll switch to another job, such as cleaning, laundry, tidying up, etc., just to give her a way to make a living first.

Qian Hutao was taken aback.

She was still immersed in her suicidal thoughts and couldn't react for a moment.

Besides... are there any women in this village who don't know how to cook?

Seeing Qian Hutao staring blankly, Song Li had no choice but to ask again, "Can you cook?"

Otherwise, she'll change the cleaning service.

The girl's eyes were like a deep pool in winter, profound, clear, and shimmering with a warm light.

Qian Hutao inexplicably wanted to get closer.

Even though not long ago, this girl had vehemently told her and her brother to get out.

Qian Hutao nodded hurriedly, "Yes, I will."

"Then come with me." Song Li turned around happily.

She saved people, maintained her public image, and even found the chef – a win-win-win situation!

Qian Hutao felt a lump in her throat.

Because she lost her innocence, her family despised her and even pushed her to her death to save face. But Song Daya found a lame excuse to save her.

Tears welled up in her eyes without her realizing it, and she quickly wiped them away before hurrying to catch up.

On the other side, the Zhao family.

Meng Yun reported the latest news to Zhao Youchang.

The latter narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing this: "Did Song Daya really take Qian Hutao in on her own initiative?"

"Yes."

Zhao Youchang tapped his fingers lightly on the table. This girl's kindness is a bit too much.

He had previously discovered that Qian Hudan had snatched Song Xiaoxiao's pancakes when she was seriously ill and even knocked her unconscious, and Qian Hutao hadn't stopped him at the time. Song Daya loves her sister so much, yet she doesn't hold a grudge at all?

While it's not unreasonable to give someone a chance to reform, does Song Daya, in her current situation, have the capacity to help others?

Besides, the Qian family is snobbish. If Qian Hutao is not doing well, that's fine, but if they see her doing well in the future, won't they be envious and pester her?

Song Daya had only been away from Song Lao Er's family for a few days when she got into trouble with the Qian family again.

They really know how to stir up trouble out of nothing!

Zhao Youchang said sternly to Meng Yun, "Keep an eye on the Qian family."

"yes."

"Furthermore, investigate how Qian Hutao lived after being sold into the Wang family home, and what she did."

Living under the same roof, one must be wary.

"yes."

...

Besides the woodshed, there were two empty rooms in the house, and Song Li casually arranged one for Qian Hutao.

Since there was no bed, she thought of using straw as a temporary substitute.

Song Li led Qian Hutao to buy straw from each household in the village.

The villagers looked at the two of them strangely, still not wanting to deal with people like them who were not exactly innocent, but remembering the fierceness of someone that morning, they dared not drive them away.

—They don't want their front teeth knocked out.

Song Li noticed it, but was too lazy to bother, so he casually took out a copper coin and gave it to the person.

"You're giving me way too little. I sold you twenty catties of straw," protested Zhang Si, the straw seller.

In town, the market price for straw is three catties for one coin, so he could easily sell it for six or seven coins!

Moreover, his straw is dry, soft, and of superior quality, so it should be worth more!

Song Li raised an eyebrow at him and said matter-of-factly, "Isn't compensation for emotional distress money? You spread rumors and looked down on me without cause this morning, which hurt me. You should compensate me for emotional distress. So, after all that, I can only pay you one cent."

Zhang Si: "???"

Compensation for emotional distress? What's that?

Besides, he wasn't the only one who was watching the commotion and talking all at once this morning, so why should he have to pay for emotional distress?

Is Song Daya deliberately trying to extort him because she thinks she's strong and good at fighting?

Watching helplessly as Song Daya pushed away a cartload of straw, I felt indignant. But then Song Daya suddenly started buying straw from Widow Mei next door. Widow Mei's straw was of average quality, but the girl bought it at the original price of one coin for three catties!

Zhang Si was instantly furious and rushed forward, blurting out, "Why are you giving her so much money?"

He was furious, and his roar made Widow Mei and Qian Hutao tremble. Widow Mei almost dropped the copper coin in her hand.

Song Li was neither afraid nor in a hurry. She said calmly, "Because Aunt Mei did not spread rumors or make fun of me. I have already said that you cannot spread rumors for nothing. You have to compensate me for mental distress."

Zhang Si was stunned. He looked at Widow Mei for a while, then at the pitiful one-cent coin in his hand.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

He suddenly regretted going out to watch the commotion that morning; now, he had just lost a handful of coins.

You wouldn't spend this much money to watch a monkey show on the street!

He originally went to see Song Daya make a fool of herself and have some fun, but who knew that he would end up being the one who became the laughingstock!

Seeing Zhang Si's regretful expression, Song Li secretly chuckled.

She may not be ruthless enough, but she can easily pull off some tricks.

"Da Ya, you're amazing," Qian Hutao said with great admiration.

On the day of her wedding, Song Daya escaped from Wang Laocai's clutches. Before leaving, she even got back her indenture and twenty taels of silver. The other sisters in the Wang family who had been sold all said she was lucky, but now it seems that Song Daya really does have some skills.

Song Li gave a curt "Oh," and said, "It's nothing."

Qian Hutao's heart sank.

As a fellow woman who was sold into slavery, why was she completely helpless?

I hate it so much...

The dozens of kilograms of straw they bought were used not only for bedding but also for sewing quilts.

Now that it has snowed, the temperature will only get colder day by day. Song Li was afraid that she would make people sick from the cold and that her good deed would backfire and she would be scolded instead. So she gave all the remaining few feet of fine linen and cotton from making winter clothes to Qian Hutao.

The latter was so grateful that he almost knelt down and kowtowed to Song Li.

Song Liyi, a modern person, doesn't accept the kneeling and kneeling ritual from the bottom of her heart, and hurriedly stopped them.

"Don't do that. It's just a few feet of cloth. At most, you can sew a small quilt. It's nothing."

Zhao Youchang returned from outside, having done something, and happened to see this scene as he passed by the courtyard. He curled his lips and looked at Song Li with a half-smile.

"You know that even the cheapest coarse linen in the cloth shop costs twenty coins a foot?"

After Qian Hutao left, this guy suddenly asked.

“I know,” Song Li said.

She chose the fabric and bought it herself, so of course she knew the price.

"Do you know that a regular cook's fee is ten coins a day, not including food and lodging?" Zhao Youchang asked again.

Upon hearing this, Song Li became anxious: "How did you know why I brought Qian Hutao here?"

The idea of ​​hiring a cook was purely on a whim, and she hadn't mentioned it to anyone except the Qian family.

Is this guy stalking her?

And it seems they've been tracking them all along!

Otherwise, how do you explain his timely appearance at the Wang residence that night?

Furthermore, since he was following her, why didn't he appear to rescue her before the Wang family's thugs showed up? Why did he have to wait until she was in the most critical moment?

The numerous doubts only fueled my anger.

If it weren't for the fact that she still needed to learn light-body skills, Song Li would have absolutely no desire to talk to him!

Seeing her stubbornness, Zhao Youchang was both annoyed and amused.

He had never seen a woman like this before, who didn't care about her reputation at all, as if it didn't matter how others humiliated her. She never thought about defending herself, but would only resort to violence if pushed too far. However, she always acted directly, and the purpose of her violence was not to defend herself.

Is this girl stupid?

No, her actions today were neither reckless nor clever. She has a keen understanding of people's hearts, and it is no exaggeration to call her resourceful.

But is she smart?

No, she actually foolishly went to help someone who had bullied her, and she poured her heart and soul into helping them.

Ha, this girl...