Brother Jin?
Is it the one she's met before?
Looking around, Song Xia saw a round face and a flat nose—wasn't that Brother Jin?
Jin Ge also saw her.
He raised his hand and slapped the henchman who had led the way beside him: "You mean them?"
"Yes, yes, what's wrong?"
The young man leading the way looked puzzled.
Brother Jin loves noodles so much, and he found such a delicious place for me. Shouldn't he praise him?
Why did you hit him without even tasting it?
Could it be that he ate it before and didn't like it?
Brother Jin pushed him aside and walked to Song Xia's stall, saying, "Girl, what a coincidence, we meet again. You're quite capable, you've paid off your debts and now you're even running a noodle stall."
It seems he still holds a grudge.
Too.
She hit him, how could she not hold a grudge?
Song Xia didn't want to fight with people every day.
She smiled and said, "People are forced to do things this way. We have no choice, after all, we have to make a living, right? Brother Jin, is this your first time at our stall? How about trying my zha jiang mian (noodles with soybean paste)?"
"Since we're already here, of course we have to try it."
Brother Jin walked over and sat down.
The men who came with him didn't sit; they stood behind him.
Song Xia then cooked him a bowl: "Brother Jin, you're a magnanimous man who doesn't hold grudges against women. Consider this extra-large bowl of noodles as my apology to you."
Upon hearing this...
Brother Jin raised his eyebrows and said, "You made me lose face, and you think you can just let it go with a bowl of noodles?"
All right.
Song Xia said calmly, "Then why don't you hit back in front of all these people? You can beat me up too?"
Jin Ge's lips twitched.
She really dares to say that.
He wasn't afraid of hurting her.
If he really beat up a little girl in the street, what would the onlookers say?
If the message got back to the young master's ears, it would be strange if he didn't scold him.
Seeing his expression, Song Xia said, "Brother Jin, how about this: from now on, I won't charge you for noodles at our stall. I know you're not short of money, but it's a token of my appreciation, isn't it?"
That little girl is quite the talker.
After taking a bite of noodles, Brother Jin suddenly realized that it might not be such a bad idea.
After he left.
Song Chun said with lingering fear, "Second Sister, I thought he would bring his men to overturn our stall..."
She had barely finished speaking.
Song Qiu said, "Second sister, why were you so polite to him? It's not like you can't beat them. I was ready to fight, but you sent them away with just a few words."
Song Xia raised her hand and tapped Song Qiu's forehead.
"Do you think your second sister is invincible?"
Fang Xiu chimed in, "That's right, it's always better to be peaceful and harmonious."
Upon hearing this...
Song Xia opened her mouth and said, "It's good to be peaceful, but if others bully us, we must fight back. Otherwise, they will think we are easy to bully."
"Um."
Song Chun and the others nodded in agreement.
Fang Xiu was speechless and chose to keep quiet.
When they got home, Song Laosi had already prepared lunch.
He stir-fried a plate of eggs, a plate of shredded radish, and some leftover bone broth from last night.
He seems to know what's good for him.
Song Xia was quite satisfied. After having lunch, she took a short walk and then went back to her room for a nap.
Mid-afternoon.
Song Xia had just gotten up when there was a knock on the door.
Song Dong got up at this moment and ran over, saying, "Second Sister, you sit and rest, I'll go open the door!"
The door opened.
A pretty girl, dressed in patched clothes and looking to be around twelve or thirteen years old, came into Song Xia's view.
Song Xia thought for a moment and then remembered who she was.
She was Song Xiaocao, the daughter Jiang Yanzi had asked her to mentor.
When Song Dong saw it was her, she greeted her warmly, "Sister Xiaocao, what brings you here? Come in!"
Song Xiaocao has already seen Song Xia.
She carried a basket, walked in with her head down, and called out to Song Xia in a timid voice, "Xia, little sister Xia..."
"Don't be afraid, I don't eat people."
Song Xia's serious words amused Song Qiu, who came out of the room.
Song Xiaocao then noticed that they had come out as well, and called out to them one by one: "Fourth Aunt, Sister Qiu, Sister Chun..."
Song Chun was a few days older than her.
therefore.
She always called her "sister".
After calling out to everyone.
Song Xiaocao took out the vegetables she had brought. These were cured pork pieces that her family had made before. They weren't very big, only about a pound or two.
Although it's not a lot, it's not a small amount either.
Fang Xiuyi said, "You silly child, you came all this way, but what did you bring! Your family isn't doing well these days either. We can't accept this cured meat. Take it back with you when you leave later."
Song Xiaocao whispered, "My mother will scold me..."
"It's okay, just tell them I asked you to take it back."
Song Xia didn't intend to accept it either.
Although her tone sounded very gentle.
Song Xiaocao was still instinctively a little afraid of Song Xia, and kept her distance when talking to her.
“My mother said that this whole thing is because my father caused my fourth uncle to suffer, so she sent me to bring you a piece of meat. Please accept it, or else…”
Song Xia said bluntly, "You can't entirely blame your father. Blame them all for being too stupid."
Song Xiaocao's eyes widened instantly.
Is this still the Song Xia she knows?
No wonder they say she's changed a lot. In the past, she would never have dared to scold her own father like that.
but.
There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with her being like this.
If she weren't so capable...
They have been sold.
Thinking back to what had happened, Song Xiaocao sincerely thanked Song Xia: "Sister Xia, thank you, thank you for your help before. If it weren't for you, my father would have definitely sold me."
Song Xia replied, "I can help you for a while, but not forever. If you don't want to be manipulated, you have to become strong yourself. Fight if you can win, and use your brain if you can't."
Become stronger...
Song Xiaocao had never thought about these things.
She thought that Song Xia was doing it for her own good.
Song Xiaocao thanked him and took her basket home.
When Jiang Yanzi saw that she had brought the cured meat back, she thought that Song Xia was unwilling to forgive Song Laosan. It wasn't until she found out about Song Xiaocao that she felt relieved.
Song Lao Er's family.
The family didn't have much money to begin with, and now they've spent even more to treat Song Lao Er's injuries.
Qiao Lianhua was extremely uncomfortable: "How could you be so stupid? You actually believed what the third brother said. Now look what happened, you didn't make any money and you're still lying at home."
"Who are you calling stupid? You're the stupid one! You didn't even know who it was before, and you made me rush over to ask, afraid they wouldn't want me anymore. If it weren't for you, would I have gone?"
Song Lao Er got angry just thinking about it.
Qiao Lianhua curled her lip and said, "I'm stupid to begin with. Did I tell you to listen to me? Don't you have a brain? Look at Lao Si's family, and then look at our family. That brat Song Xia and her mother set up a stall, and now they've made who knows how much money they're making. They go to town every day to sell noodles with soybean paste, and they're always sold out..."
Is it selling so well?
Song Lao Er regretted his decision. He should have told Song Lao Si to sell Song Qiu instead of Song Xia.
Now that I've offended her, it's not easy to repair our relationship.
Suddenly, he thought of his own daughter, Zhaodi.
Song Lao Er asked Qiao Lianhua to call her in.
Song Zhaodi was already fifteen years old, but she didn't look fifteen at all; she was sallow-faced and thin as a bamboo pole.
When Qiao Lianhua went out to call her, she was weeding the vegetable garden in the backyard with her younger sister, Song Youdi.
"Zhaodi, your father is calling you."
Song Zhaodi was stunned for a moment and then followed Qiao Lianhua toward their room. Song Youdi wanted to follow.
Qiao Lianhua chased her away and continued pulling grass.
Enter the house.
Song Zhaodi asked in a small voice, "Father, what do you want to see me about?"
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