Chapter 38 Chapter 38 Song Mian remembered Xie Zhuyu's words "King..."
Song Mian thought of Xie Zhuyu's words "Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers all born with a special kind of blood?" and could probably guess what Xie Luzhi had done.
She and Lu Jinshu went home together.
The calf is strolling by the door.
It is still quite strong now. When it saw her come back, it ran over happily and circled around her.
"Moo~" It kept rubbing against each other.
The owner has its favorite fresh smell.
Song Mian touched its big head. It had no idea of its own strength and only knew how to push her hard.
"Don't use so much force, are you trying to kill me?"
She slapped the calf on the head.
"Let me give you a name." Song Mian pondered.
She touched her chin: "Money? Ingot? Wangcai?"
Lu Jinshu frowned: "Why not call it 'Treading Snow'? Look, its hooves are white."
This name is more elegant.
Song Mian tried to reason with him, saying with a smile, "Look, every time we shout 'Money, money, ingots, come here,' doesn't it feel like money is coming from all directions?"
She argued convincingly.
Xie Zhuyu, who was overhearing the conversation, showed a horrible expression.
"Too vulgar?" he tried to be tactful.
Song Mian thought about it and felt that it was indeed a bit vulgar, but the greater the vulgarity, the greater the elegance.
"Let's call him Fubao," she said.
As for small pets, they should be given names with good meanings.
"This one is fine too." Xie Zhuyu agreed with his eyes closed. It was much better than money.
At least the smell of that thing is not so strong anymore.
While they were discussing, Song Fuxue came. She first listened to a few names they came up with, and then fell silent.
"I taught you to read for ten years, and you gave you a name like Qianqian or Fubao?"
He fell into deep doubt.
Song Mian smiled shyly and said confidently, "Fubao, come here."
The calf felt its owner's call and ran over happily. It tilted its big head and stared at her with one eye.
"Look, Fubao likes it, it's a good name."
Song Fuxue looked at the calf and then at her daughter, her reason and emotion fighting each other.
"Really?" He was skeptical.
Gao Xiu came out and agreed immediately when he heard Fubao's name.
"When you were a child, I almost named you Fubao," she said.
Song Fuxue:?
He quickly said, "There's no need to talk about this."
Song Mian laughed out loud. She didn't expect her father to have such a cute name.
"Fubao? Dad, that's a nice name." She couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Song Fuxue's face was dark.
He gave her a warning glare.
Song Mian immediately calmed down and said with a smile, "Then the calf can't be called Fubao."
She can't have the same name as her father, that would be really funny.
"Let's call him Tangdou." Song Mian suggested again.
Song Fuxue was worried that they would think of topics like Fubao again, so she remained silent.
Just call it sugar beans and don’t mention Fubao.
"Tangdou, come here." Song Mian kept muttering in its ear, asking the calf to remember Tangdou's name.
"Jelly beans."
"Moo."
Song Mian praised it and fed it a drop of spiritual spring water.
"This little calf is quite smart. It knew it was being called so quickly." Song Fuxue also touched it for a handful of soybean meal.
Eat the jelly beans obediently.
Song Chi came over after finishing his homework and also called out "Tangdou".
The first time Tangdou pushed Song Chi, he didn't control his strength well and pushed him down.
Later I learned my lesson and knew how to control my strength when playing with Song Chi.
Now, too, she gently rubbed his head against his.
Song Chi felt a little itchy when the calf rubbed his ears, and he laughed so hard that he fell on the calf.
"Tangdou is so good." He also praised.
Song Mian handed him a handful of pine nut candies with a smile and said, "Eat one every day. Remember to brush your teeth after eating. Protect your teeth."
He hasn't lost his teeth yet.
It's okay to have cavities occasionally.
With the frequency of sweets consumed in ancient times, it was difficult to get cavities.
Song Chi took the pine nut candy, ate one himself, and fed one to the calf. He asked curiously, "Does the calf need to brush its teeth?"
Song Mian shook his head.
She moved the rocking chair and sat in the sun to bask in it. The late autumn sun was warm, but the wind was cool. This combination of conditions was very comfortable.
"Mianmian, to be honest, after we moved out of the capital, although we no longer have a mansion or money, my body feels lighter than ever before, and it's very comfortable." Song Fuxue also imitated her and brought a recliner to sit on and play.
Song Mian just smiled and said nothing.
If you drink spiritual spring water every day, your body will definitely be healthy.
"I'm in good health, everything is fine." She said with a smile.
She used to want to go to the top universities in the country and the best-paid research institutes, but in this life, after a short period of setbacks, she quickly accepted it and her life in the village was pretty good.
The fact that pastoral poetry has formed a genre naturally has its own charm.
The heart is at peace and the whole body is relaxed.
Song Mian was in a daze lazily.
Song Fuxue, who was standing by, agreed with what he said and said with a smile, "You're right."
He simply made his posture more comfortable, put his hands behind his head, and looked at the thin white clouds in the sky.
The autumn weather is clear and crisp.
Song Mian fell asleep.
She gets up early at night and goes to bed at this time during the day. She falls asleep as soon as the warm sun comes.
*
When Song Mian woke up, she saw everyone busy in the yard, but they moved very quietly because they were considerate of her sleeping.
"You're awake?" Lu Jinshu was the first to notice.
After greeting her, he hurried to pour her some tea. When she just woke up, her mouth would feel dry and uncomfortable.
Then he went to fetch water for her to wash her face.
Wenlan was making shoes. There were many people in the family, and Song Mian and Lu Jinshu had to go out to do business. They walked a lot every day, so the shoes were particularly worn out.
Seeing that she was having a hard time sewing the soles, Song Mian thought for a moment and said seriously, "I thought, if you take my shoe pattern and have someone else make it for you, you can save a lot of effort and not have to be so busy every day."
After she said this, she thought it might be because Wenlan didn't have enough money.
When you have money to spend, everyone knows how to spend it, but when you don’t have money to spend, you can only be frugal.
She simply went back to the house, brought out her money box, and placed it in front of Wenlan, saying with a smile, "It's my fault for not thinking of this. I'll leave this money with you. Find some good needlework girls in the village to make clothes and shoes for the house. Give them some money, and you can have some rest."
Wenlan looked at the box full of copper coins, which were strung together very neatly. It was obvious that the owner took care of them regularly.
She didn't expect that someone would be willing to give her the money.
Although the family doesn't save much money, the problem is that, after all, she belongs to the first wife, while Mianmian and Song Fuxue, the two main earners, belong to the second wife.
It seems intimate, but in fact there is a layer between them.
"How can I accept this?" She refused again and again.
Song Mian smiled and said, "I've been busy with the pie business all day and I don't have much energy left. Everything at home has to be handed over to you. Without money, I can't do anything. I'll give you the money first."
I gave less before, but I give more now.
Wenlan gently stroked the money box.
"You gave me all the money from selling egg cakes. How can I take more?" she said quickly.
Song Mian smiled and said, "That money is reserved for Song Chi's studies and marriage. This money is spent in the public treasury. It's different."
Only then did Wenlan agree.
She was touched. It was a rare opportunity for Song Mian to see how hard she worked all day.
"Okay, I'll take it then." She curled her lips slightly.
She immediately took the pattern and went to the home of the person who had made her winter quilt before. She knew who had good needlework and was a reliable person.
He was able to control the huge Song Mansion in the past, so now a few village women are naturally no problem for him.
"This is the design of Mianmian's shoes. She's busy all day and has worn out so many pairs of shoes. If you want to wear them comfortably, you have to be careful. Make three pairs for me first. I'll give you twenty coins for each pair of soles. We'll provide the needlework and cloth ourselves."
Wenlan looked at the young woman in front of her with a serious expression: "You put in the effort, but after all, it's for Mian Mian to wear. She's well-informed and has her own prejudices. She insisted on buying something with cowhide soles. Later, she said that it would be good for the neighbors to make some money, so she still wears thousand-layer soles."
The young woman's name is Qiuju. Her family is poor. Her husband is the only son. Her parents are old, so they rely on her husband to make money. With elderly parents and young children to support, she has a hard life.
She spoke, pushing and pulling back and forth, and only heard the little woman nodding repeatedly.
"Don't worry." She pursed her lips and smiled shyly: "I guarantee that after I make it, Mianmian will be speechless and want to wear it again after she wears it."
Wenlan gave her five copper coins as a deposit and said with a smile, "Of course I believe you."
“Do it as soon as possible,” she said.
Qiuju held her hand, expressed her gratitude, and said with a smile, "It's the off-season now, I will definitely make it for you quickly."
Wenlan smiled and added, "Quality is the most important thing."
He asked Qiuju to make shoes for Song Mian, and found an older woman to make shoes for Lu Jinshu.
As for winter boots, you have to go to town to buy leather boots to get through the winter.
Waterproof and warm.
Ordinary cotton shoes will easily clump when they get wet and will no longer keep you warm.
Wenlan thought about this and told Song Mian about it after returning home, asking her to look around and compare when she went to town.
If you buy it right at the last minute, you will inevitably have to make do with it, as nothing will be so coincidental.
When Song Mian heard this, she thought about it and realized that she really didn't understand leather, so she looked at her father, who must have understood.
Xie Lulu was passing by and heard them talking about making leather boots. He immediately said, "That's no big deal. I have connections. I can get you leather boots and coats."
Xie Zhuyu lazily said, "Song Xiaoer has a bad temper and is stubborn, that's why he refused to accept it.
Song Fuxue glanced at him and bowed casually: "Junior thanks Uncle Xie."
He agreed immediately.
Xie Zhuyu immediately stood up straight and said with an unhappy look on his face, "You're just refusing what I give you?"
Song Fuxue smiled slightly.
The two have been fighting since they were young. Xie Luzhi is used to it and doesn't try to stop them. He just watches the show from the side.
Song Mian watched Xie Zhuyu's defense break down.
He always seemed to be broken down by her father.
It's enough to make you die of laughter just by looking at it.
Xie Zhuyu said pettily, "I won't give it to Song Xiaoer!"
Song Fuxue said gently, "Uncle Xie is not childish." Of course, there are other people who are childish, such as Zhuyu.
Xie Zhuyu: “Ah!”
One day, he will get back at the scorer.
Song Mian: Hahahaha.
She didn't dare laugh out loud, she just exchanged glances with Lu Jinshu, then laughed secretly. It was quite interesting to eat the melons of the elders.
"I'll bring back half a lamb. Let's make lamb soup tonight." Xie Zhuyu said with a smile.
Song Mian's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he smiled and said, "Then let's make some mutton soup and roast some lamb ribs?"
Just thinking about it makes my mouth water and I start to feel hungry.
"Go and see if the radish has grown. If it's three inches long, it can be eaten." Song Mian said.
I always feel that lamb is not tasty enough without carrots.
"Okay, I'll go and see." Lu Jinshu responded and went to the vegetable garden with a smile.
Xie Luzhi took the bone-chopping knife and shaved the mutton. He was used to doing things like barbecue in the army and was very familiar with it.
"Pickled with onions," he said with a smile.
Song Mian smiled and nodded, and stewed the mutton first. Nowadays, mutton is raised in the free-range area every day, and the meat is very tender. Just adding a little salt makes it particularly delicious.
No cooking skills are required at all.
After a drop of spiritual spring water, the eyebrows are even more vivid.
When the mutton soup turns into milky white and bubbles, the delicious aroma of the mutton soup will be released, and the lamb chops will be marinated almost and can be grilled.
Xie Luzhi set up the charcoal brazier and grilled it with ease.
He didn't know where to put his long legs, so he bent one leg and sat seriously on the small stool.
"This is the first time I eat meat grilled by my father." Xie Zhuyu looked at it and muttered softly.
Since I was a child, my father has been fighting in the war.
He said that he was being raised in the capital, but everyone knew that he was being used as a hostage, using his eldest son to hold the generals outside the capital.
The two of them were rarely together.
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