Chapter 78 A long, long time ago...

they came quickly and left quickly. Sigh

A large group of people left Erdaohe Village.

The place has regained its former tranquility.

Qin Siqi, Lin Qing, and Lin Jia, who was holding a child, were sitting in a car.

Lin Qing had just asked Xiujuan, and Xiujuan said that Ah Sheng said he didn't know.

Qin Siqi frowned. This is true, 100% true. How could Ah Sheng not know? Lin Jia glanced at her sister over there. She was ready to have a good talk with her sister. Sigh I also have to tell my sister that Qin Siqi's words can't be believed. The old Song family doesn't value boys over girls at all.

Everyone knows that the old Song family's daughters are coquettish. The younger sister serves them, and the younger brother gives in to them. Song Ting is only three years older than her, but she really acts like an aunt. What do you want to know? Why don't you ask her? After not seeing Qing'er for a few years, Lin Jia found that her sister had changed a lot. ----------------- Lin Jia kept everything she brought. There were two rolls of cloth, two bottles of luncheon meat cans, six bottles of fruit cans, and malted milk candies and biscuits. 嗆 All were collected by the old lady. The first time, Xiao Asheng did not rush over, but sat on the stone in the yard with a lot of thoughts in his mind. Song Yunuan asked him, "What's wrong?" Little Asheng asked in a low voice, "Sister, can I tell you?" Song Yunuan: "You and your sister can tell me anything." "Sister, that Ruyi cried when it left... It said that it was the favorite little Ruyi of our Song family's ancestor, and it had been with the ancestor for decades. It asked me to buy it back and worship it, otherwise, it would scold us for being unfilial descendants every day." Song Yunuan was stunned, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. What do you mean, that Ruyi is the ancestor of the Song family? Oh, I remember, I heard from my grandfather that a long, long, long time ago, the Song family seemed to be a high official in the imperial city of a certain dynasty. Later, a person who could predict the future appeared in the family. When the emperor found out, he confiscated the family property and beheaded him. Only the youngest legitimate son was rescued and has been hiding his identity until now. They are the descendants of the legitimate son. Who would believe this? But it seems that everyone in the Song family believes it. Including her little brother. Song Yu Nuan felt a little uneasy, and she opened her mouth: "So... then what?" Sigh Even if the little guy made up a story, you have to bite the bullet and listen. "I told it that we have no money and we are very poor, and it scolded grandpa and parents for being useless. They can't even earn this little money, and they also scolded me for being a little useless!" Song Yu Nuan was speechless. Isn't this a story about a heroine? How come there is also a fantasy. Lin Qing was extremely lucky. Since the 1980s, everything she did was going well. In addition, she had a strong foundation and extensive connections. In the early 1990s, she had amazing wealth, and the Su family was getting better and better. Although she admired Gu Huaian, he was an unattainable moon in the sky, and it was just a thought. Who wouldn't be impressed by a person like Gu Huaian? Reality and fantasy can still be distinguished, so she and Su Junze can be regarded as a loving couple. I don't know if it has anything to do with Yu Ruyi. If it does, she will definitely get this Yu Ruyi and smash it to pieces with a hammer. She touched her brother's head and said, "This jade ruyi is worth the price of twenty incense burners. We can't afford it. Don't worry, I will work hard to earn money and will definitely buy it back and put it in the box for worship. This matter will not be your responsibility in the future. Do you hear me?" Ah Sheng jumped up happily and pulled Song Yu Nuan to beg, "Sister, can I have a piece of chicken cake? No, half a piece, okay?" Old Mrs. Song looked at her cabinet. Once upon a time, it was only filled with jujube cakes. But now, it is full. It's time to share it among the sons. Old Song caught some river shrimps yesterday, and he dried them today. For lunch, he fried river shrimps with leeks, made egg soup, and made vegetable dumplings with shepherd's purse and oil spinach. Song Mingbo felt very happy. He ate and drank his fill, put five yuan in his pocket, and also had a basket of dried vegetables and a bag of honeysuckle. There were more and more dandelions in the fields now, so he picked a lot of them, washed them, and put them in the basket. Song Yu Nuan pushed out the bicycle and said to Song Mingbo, who was about to walk to the No. 1 Middle School in the county, "Brother, you can ride your bicycle back to the county, go directly to Ji's home, and then leave the bicycle at his house." Song Yu Nuan was not so unkind. It was just a bicycle, and it was a bit too much for her brother to walk back to school.嗆 Song Mingbo refused firmly. Song Yunuan told her elder brother that they were going to the county town next Saturday and they had a lot of stuff to take, so it was not convenient to ride a bicycle, so it would be just right to leave it at Ji's house. So Song Mingbo rode away on a bicycle. Before leaving, he grumbled with Asheng for a long time, and Asheng nodded repeatedly. Usually, he listened to his elder brother. On Saturday afternoon, when Song Yunuan took her family to the county town with her shoulder bags and hair flowers, Erdaohe Village had already organized a part of the paddy fields. Farm work is really tiring. Although Song Yunuan didn't do much, she was busy all week. This time, Song Yunuan and her friends took three homemade bags, which were full of shoulder bags and hair flowers. 嗆 They came a little late, and there were still more than a dozen girls waiting. Xia Guilan and Lian Xiang also came. The two had been preparing for a week, only to find that many of them would not be used. Xiao Nuan was in charge of the accounting and the collection, so they did not need to shout, just take the things, and change them if they were not satisfied. Song Yu Nuan was still wearing the same clothes today, standing tall and graceful, charming and attractive, which was the best advertisement. They came again the next day. Song Liang and Song He also followed. Old Mrs. Song was still calm, Xia Guilan and Lian Xiang were so excited that they almost did not sleep all night, but they were in great spirits. Tsk .

Yesterday they sold more than 500 yuan, and today they filled six bags. I dare not calculate how much they can sell.

Mrs. Song went to her youngest son's house and briefly told him about the matter. Sun Jinrong's face changed and he felt sour in his heart.

But what could he say?

He could only hold back the complicated feelings of discomfort and jealousy in his heart, and looked at Old Lady Song eagerly: "I want to work with you." Old Lady

Song asked with a gloomy face: "Are you willing to give up your job at the timber factory?"

"I am willing to give up. It is too difficult to become a regular employee now. I heard that there are no regular employees in the past two years."

Old Lady Song sighed: "I am also worried. You were busy a few days ago and I couldn't call you. Besides, they are all delicate sewing work, and your skills are really not good. Moreover, you are doing your job well, but you are called away. What if you can't sell it? Can you still go back to the factory?" Sigh After

this explanation, Sun Jinrong felt much better.

After calming down, Sun Jinrong was no longer envious. He had not yet become an individual business owner. When he became an individual business owner, many people would look down on him.

"Come with me to help, and I will pay you for your hard work." Old Mrs. Song said to Sun Jinrong.

Today is Sunday, Song Nian is at work, and Sun Jinrong is on vacation at home. Her eyes widened when she saw the shoulder bag and the hair flower.

Was this made by the mother-in-law and the eldest and second sisters-in-law?

This busy work took a whole day. During this time, several security patrols came. Song Yu Nuan mentioned brother-in-law Zhao with a smile, and secretly stuffed a hair flower into each of them, giving it to the daughter-in-law and the daughter-in-law. If these are not available, there are still sisters at home, right?

It's just a hair flower for tying hair, and it's not a mistake.