Chapter 152: Pitiable and Hateful
Song Zhenping's eyes narrowed into slits due to eating so much. Only then did he return to his youthful appearance and was full of hope for his future life.
At Xiao An's reminder, Song Liyun went to buy ten more candied haws.
When leaving home yesterday morning, Heijin held on to the wheel tightly. After Xiaoan left, he also wanted to follow him to the provincial capital.
There was no way. It was Song Liyun's first time to go to the provincial capital, and she had important business to attend to, so she couldn't bring the big monkey with her.
He had to promise to bring back some delicious food before Heijin left in disappointment.
Candied haws are also wrapped in a few dry leaves.
Only now did Song Liyun realize that these leaves were specially prepared in the summer.
Most of the items used in the Wu Dynasty were stored in wooden boxes and wooden chests.
Including the furs purchased by the Wan family, they were also packed in heavy wooden boxes and wrapped in oilcloth.
It seems that I need to go back and quickly fish out the things soaked in water and put them on the schedule.
After eating the candied haws, Xiao An was attracted by the candy figurine stall next to him.
Then the three of them watched others blowing up sugar paintings. Finally, Xiao An got a sugar phoenix, and happily held it in his hands and showed it off in the market.
When it was time for dinner, Song Liyun wanted to take the two brothers to a restaurant for dinner, but Song Zhenping disagreed.
He was only allowed to buy some steamed buns to eat at the inn.
Throughout his life, Song Zhenping has never spent any money personally.
He didn't know the exact cost of ordering food at the inn.
Seeing with his own eyes the money spent on medicine today, plus the money spent on buying candied haws and candied phoenix, it made him feel distressed!
Song Liyun no longer forced herself to go to the restaurant, and instead found a small restaurant that looked very clean.
Mutton soup with steamed buns.
Although the shop is small, the taste is good.
However, the three brothers and sisters of the Song family were already used to eating some vegetables every day. In the past two days, apart from eating dry food, they had been eating various kinds of noodles, and they felt a little sick of the taste.
After dinner, Song Liyun started buying food to fill her small warehouse.
Silver can be easily earned, but food is hard to find.
Even if all the money in the family is gone in the future, I can still sell grain to save the day.
The price of grain in Pingyang Prefecture is lower than that in Qili County, so no one cares how much you buy.
With the cooperation of Song Zhenping, her small silver bag was "filled" with thousands of kilograms of grain.
Now all the food in her storage space is enough for Baolinju to eat for three years after closing its doors.
In addition, there are seeds and various agricultural tools that Song Zhenping needs.
Song Liyun also chose a set of carpenter's axes and planes.
Stay another night at the inn.
The next morning, just as the city gate opened, the Song family carriage left Pingyang.
Leaving the city was smooth, but one mile outside the city gate, a group of refugees blocked the way out of the city.
In front of the Song family carriage, a car was forced to stop, and those people rushed over and surrounded it.
Soon Song Liyun heard shouting and screaming. A bundle was pulled out by a refugee man and he ran out holding it.
The people in the carriage wanted to chase after them, but they couldn't get away. They could only shout and whip the refugees who surrounded them, trying to drive away quickly.
On the other side, some refugees in dirty clothes were also running towards the Song family's carriage.
Song Zhenping gripped the reins tightly, his whole body trembling slightly. Only now did he understand what the innkeeper meant when he said he wanted to rob something.
Being stared at by the refugees, he felt like a lamb surrounded by vicious dogs.
Song Liyun was well prepared. Without waiting for the refugees to approach, she stood up, took out two large stacks of dry biscuits and threw them hard to both sides of the carriage.
The dry biscuit flew far away and fell to the ground, immediately causing a burst of curses.
The women, children and youngsters walking behind stopped coming over and started picking up the cakes.
The men who ran to the car were unwilling to give up and shouted, "Please, kind people, give us some more food!"
But his hand reached out to grab the basket next to Xiao An.
Xiao An screamed in fear. Song Liyun grabbed him and a black stick as thick as a thumb appeared in his hand. He hit the wrists of those who stretched out their arms hard and said, "Brother, hurry up and drive!"
“Ah! Ahhh!”
A man fell out of the crowd, holding his arms and screaming.
Although Song Zhenping was afraid, he no longer showed any mercy when he heard Xiao An's scream. He whipped the refugees and waited for them to move away. The old horse pulled the cart and galloped away.
After running for several miles and seeing no more refugees, the old horse gradually slowed down.
The car in front of them was parked on the side of the road. The man sitting on the shaft had an angry look on his face. It was obvious that his things had been robbed.
Song Zhenping was still frightened. When he was at the inn, the waiter said that the refugees only robbed people out of the city, not into the city.
This is because people leaving the city must have something in their packages, and they need to hurry, so they don't have time and can't afford to waste time. Losing a few small packages will not easily attract the pursuit of the soldiers guarding the city.
This was intentional, and now he had no sympathy for the refugees.
I am eager to go home.
After getting rid of the refugees, the carriage moved slowly again.
Xiao An fiddled with the things he bought for Heijin and Aunt Yun while listening to his brothers and sisters talk.
It was not until dark that the three siblings finally returned to Suijin Town.
This time, the Song brothers were not waiting at the door. Only Heijin was squatting on the wall, looking around eagerly.
The moon was bright in the sky, and you could see far away while squatting on the wall.
When the carriage appeared outside the woods, Heijin jumped down from the wall with a shout of joy.
Han Ming and Yunniang also came out to greet them.
The masters of Baolinju returned, and the place was immediately filled with laughter and the aroma of food.
The next day, Song Zhenping went to the garrison to return the horse and sell the pass on the way.
Song Liyun went to the Suijin Guild Hall in the town.
Today, the guild hall is managed by Mr. Zhang and others. There are tables, chairs and benches inside, where people in the town can drink tea and chat in their spare time.
It was still early when Song Liyun arrived. There was only an old man sweeping the floor. When he saw her entering the yard, he quickly put down his broom and came to greet her.
At his age, he shouldn't be so respectful to Song Liyun, the daughter of a military household, but this guild hall was funded by the Song family. They only need to take care of it every day and they can receive tea money to subsidize the use of the nursing home.
This was the Song family doing good deeds, so when they saw Song Liyun, they couldn't help but speak respectfully and flatteringly: "Good morning, young lady. The water has just boiled, and it's just right for you to drink your first pot of tea."
Song Liyun shook her head, placed the basket of side dishes and a few pounds of flour she was carrying on the table, looked at the empty tea table and asked, "Is there no one drinking tea or playing cards now? Is there any income from the day?"
The old man smiled and said, "Nowadays, people in this town are either farming or tending to the vegetables and making vermicelli noodles. They don't have much time to sit around and only earn fifty cents a day."
Although people in the town have less free time, they all like to come here to sit and inquire about some news.
In the past, I would sit here for half a day when I had nothing to do. Now that I have money in my basket, I don’t feel bad about spending a few cents for tea and wine to sit here.
"Oh! That's not bad!"
Song Liyun raised her eyebrows. With this fifty cents income, the Elderly Hall could basically eat more fine grains.
Hearing her coming, Old Man Zhang hurried over from the Elderly Hall: "Miss Song, what's up?"
"I have something to tell everyone. Please tell the head of the town to come here."
"Okay!" Old man Zhang agreed immediately and was about to go out and notify every household.
The original intention of establishing the Suijin Guild Hall was to provide a place for people in the town to chat and to gather for meetings.
(End of this chapter)
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