Chapter 230 The trust between people once collapsed



The two of them hadn't left the house since they came to Qingshan Village. My leg had finally gotten better, and I wanted to go out for some fresh air.

Ling Weicun and Ling Jiren did not dare to respond, for fear of injuring their legs again.

But one of them had a fierce face and the other had a pouting mouth, blocking the two of them like door gods, making the son and the father very embarrassed!

The old lady saw that they were in a stalemate and it was time for lunch.

He coughed lightly and said, “Why don’t you take them out for a walk?

The snow has stopped outside, so let's catch the ox cart and drive slowly. When we get to the county, don't let them get off. Just sit in the cart and enjoy the scenery."

Ling Weiyuan and Ling Jihao's eyes sparkled, and Ling Weicun felt embarrassed to refuse.

He called Ling San and caught up with him, catching up with the ox cart, and swayed all the way towards the county town.

They had been on this road many times and were already familiar with it, but today they walked with extra caution.

Ling Jihao looked at the vast expanse of white and felt particularly happy. It was like a little bird trapped in a cage finally coming out for a stroll.

He muttered, "It would be great if I could go to the Ruyi Tower that my second brother mentioned!"

Ling Weicun, who was sitting outside, heard this and snorted, "That's easy. Dad will take you there!"

I completely forgot what the old lady told me before I went out.

Ling Jihao laughed like a fool, with the corners of his mouth stretched to the back of his ears.

Thinking of Chef Fang’s secret roast chicken, my mouth is watering.

***

Song Lizheng got up, drank some millet porridge, and called his youngest son to go to Xiahe Village together.

The snow on the road was so thick that the two of them found it difficult to move forward before they even left the village.

When he happened to run into the Ling family who were selling winter mushrooms, Song Lizheng awkwardly greeted them: "Going to the county town!"

Ling Weicun glanced at Song Lizheng in surprise and said, "Yes, Lizheng, where are you going? Why didn't you come home to catch the carriage?"

Song Lizheng touched his nose and thought to himself, how could he feel comfortable borrowing money every time?

After chatting about something else, he smiled stiffly and watched the ox cart go away.

When the carriage was out of sight, Song Lizheng said, "Let's go buy a mule in a couple of days, so we don't have to go through so much trouble every time we go out!"

Song Yuangen raised his hand to wipe the frost off his eyelashes: "How about buying a cow in one go?"

Song Lizheng glanced at his youngest son and said, "That's fine, but let me be frank. Your relationship with that girl surnamed Cui is not going to work out. Even if you marry another girl in the future, you'll have to postpone it for half a year or a year."

Song Yuangen said "hmm", not missing Cui Yujiao at all.

Now that Qingshan Village can make money, his family's life is not as tight as before.

I went to the county with the Ling family a few times to sell mushrooms, and during the conversations, I gained a lot of knowledge. My views are no longer as narrow as before.

In the past, I always felt that I had to get in touch with the Cui family in order to leave this small county and see the world.

Now I realize that as long as you have money, you can go anywhere.

Not only can you go, but you can also eat your favorite food and marry the girl you love.

He now looks down on Cui Yujiao because of her petty appearance.

At least she should be similar to the girl Baozhu from the second young master Ling's family!

That’s right, the young man has grown up and actually feels that Cui Yujiao is not as graceful and elegant as the girl from the Ling family.

Thinking of this, he scratched his head shyly. He wondered if Mrs. Ling would be willing to give up the marriage if his father came to propose next year!

Song Yuangen accidentally fell down.

Song Lizheng raised his hand to pull him up, and said angrily: "What are you thinking about? Don't you even look at the road!"

I nervously checked the backpack behind him and felt relieved when I saw that it was not damaged.

He gently brushed off the snow on the backpack and said, "Be careful!"

Song Yuangen chuckled and didn't dare to reveal his little thoughts.

Song Lizheng and I walked until mid-morning before we saw the entrance to Xiahe Village.

At this moment, the two were tired, hungry and cold.

Most people in Xiahe Village live in caves, and they would never go out in such cold weather.

Therefore, the arrival of the two did not cause any waves.

Song Lizheng glanced casually and walked straight towards the home of Song Zhaochun, who assisted him in managing the public security of Xiahe Village.

Looking at the chimney that was slightly steaming, he signaled Song Yuangen to knock on the door.

Knock, knock, knock, knock. After a few knocks, I heard a response from inside.

Song Yuangen stood by and waited for a moment before he saw a middle-aged man in a dirty cotton jacket: "Third Uncle!"

The man nodded and sniffed: "Did you come here alone?"

"With my dad!"

Song Yuangen shook the backpack on his back and said, "Uncle San, what have you been busy with recently? Why do you look like you have caught a cold?"

Song Zhaochun didn't say anything, but looked at Song Lizheng: "Brother, you're here, come in and sit down. You walked through such deep snow? It must be too hard!"

Song Lizheng nodded and walked past Song Yuangen into the house.

The furnishings in the room were very simple, with nothing except the necessary kang and table.

There were only a few quilts on the kang, and a few dirty clothes were thrown beside it, untied.

The temperature in the room was not much higher than outside, and Song Lizheng could clearly see his breath when he spoke.

Sitting on the cold kang, I didn't know why my distant brother lived in such a shabby way.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Song Zhaochun's reserved look, Song Lizheng asked directly.

Song Zhaochun's wife, son, and daughter-in-law shuddered, and after a long time they confessed that the family was almost out of food, and they were preparing to sell the few quilts they had in the past two days.

"That's not the case. Didn't I tell you to stock up on food before winter started?"

Song Lizheng couldn't believe that even after his reminder, there would be someone living such a miserable life.

It was not until I caught a glimpse of Song Zhaochun's evasive eyes that I realized that the trust between people had collapsed.

I didn't care about the other person's distrust and just looked at him quietly.

Song Zhaochun was extremely ashamed. He didn't believe that extreme cold would come at first, so he only bought some coarse grains.

Who would have thought that the snow would fall so suddenly? Not only was it difficult to travel to the county town, but the price of food also soared.

The most important thing is that nowadays you can’t buy it just because you have money.

County Magistrate Huang was afraid that people in the county would have no food to eat and cause unrest, so he limited the amount everyone could buy.

There were several people in his family, not enough to support him. Even if he spent all his money, he still couldn't eat enough.

There were many others in the same situation as him, all lying on the kang, waiting to die. With the weather not on their side, they could only muddle through.

Even worse off were those who had fled from the south to escape famine. They had little money to begin with, and were given land to work on.

I bought seeds at my own expense and planted them, but now it's snowing and the temperature has dropped, so it's hard to say what the harvest will be like next year.

Even if we knew about the extreme cold in advance, we wouldn't have enough money to stock up on food.

Everyone was in dire straits and came to him for help. He wanted to help, but he was unable to do so.

Although Song Lizheng was unhappy, he instantly felt confident because of this incident.

"Zhaochun, I have a way to make money. Do you want to do it or not?"

When Song Zhaochun heard this, his eyes lit up: "Go ahead, brother, I'll do it!"

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