One day, Jiang Zhen was told that he had to give one-third of the good things in his pocket to outsiders. He was extremely reluctant to do so.
But he couldn't refuse to give it to him, because the thing in his pocket didn't belong to him.
After a lot of inner struggle and reluctance, Jiang Zhen refused to sell the potatoes. He proposed to only lend the potatoes and return the 3,000 kilograms of potatoes to him after the harvest next year.
Jiang Zhen is no longer the Jiang Zhen of more than a year ago. Now he has no shortage of money. You know, potatoes can be turned into silver, but silver cannot be turned into potatoes. He is not stupid enough to exchange potatoes for silver now.
Song Wan had no objection. As long as they could grow potatoes, it was fine. She believed that one day, the people of Dai Viet would be able to grow potatoes.
Ever since Wei gave birth to Chichi, the two Song brothers discussed building a similar courtyard next door, only with a corner gate in the corner of the shared wall.
The two families lived separately, but they still spent their days together. They wanted a bigger place so that the children could have more fun.
It has been more than three months since my daughter left, and during this time Qi has made a lot of new clothes of various styles.
Wei recovered well after giving birth and looked very healthy. However, she grew faster than other children of the same age, so as a mother, she couldn't hold her baby for too long because her arms would become sore.
Chu said that this was a happy trouble. Wei looked at her daughter's chubby little face and agreed with her sister-in-law Chu's words.
Song Qin could never come back to her side, and all she had left was Chi Chi. It was God who took pity on her and gave her a child so that the rest of her life would not be too lonely.
Ever since Song Wan left, the village has become much less lively. It can be said that the children have been leaderless for many days.
In the end, it was Song Yao and Goudan's sister Daya who led the little kids in the village to climb trees in the mountains to pick bird eggs and go to the river to catch fish.
At the end of the day, Song Yao was dirty and wet from head to toe.
Every time Yang saw her, she felt heartbroken. Why did she let her go out in the first place? Now she has become like this, like a monkey all day long, leaving home early and returning late.
She was already twelve years old, and Yang decided that she couldn't let her little daughter go on like this, so she picked up Song Yao, who had just finished playing and was running home, and planned to talk to her about the rules.
Yang didn't mean to completely prevent her daughter from going out. She just wanted to keep her at home in the morning to read and learn needlework. She couldn't just play all day long. That would be embarrassing.
Song Yao and her friends in the village caught several pheasants today. She got the fattest one and was about to bring it back to show off to her family, but her own mother grabbed her ears and wouldn't let go.
She cried out in pain, "Mom! Mom! It hurts~"
I don’t know what’s wrong, but my mother’s temper has become more and more irritable recently. When we were in Yunzhou before, she was very gentle.
Song Yao was puzzled.
"You still feel pain? I saw you fall from the tree, but you didn't say it hurt!" Yang pulled her daughter and was about to go into the house.
Song Yao knew her mother was going to scold her again, so she quickly shouted in the yard, "Dad! Dad! Save me! Mom is going to hit someone!"
Yang...
When did I hit her?
When Song Zhaoping heard his little daughter's cry for help, he hurried out of the study, followed by his eldest daughter Song Yuan and youngest son Song Rui.
Just now, Song Zhaoping was teaching the two of them to read.
"What's going on?" Song Zhaoping walked up to his wife and asked.
When Song Yao saw her father coming, she quickly broke away from Yang and hid behind him, pretending to be miserable. "Mom said, I'm not allowed to go out anymore!"
Yang...
She hadn't even started to say anything.
After coming to Guizhou on his own initiative, Song Zhaoping was no longer as strict with his two daughters as before. When he thought of the hardships his two beautiful daughters had endured during their exile, he could no longer be cruel enough to discipline them.
Song Yao probably took advantage of this and became more and more naughty. Yang was not strong enough and could not restrain her active daughter.
Song Zhaoping: "If Yaoer wants to play, let her go, so she won't bother you at home."
Yang knew her husband would say that, so she pulled Song Yao out from behind him and pointed out her dirty cuffs and wet skirt. "Look at her, she still looks like a girl. Every time she gets things like this, she's afraid of being scolded by me, so Ayuan secretly helps wash her clothes."
Song Yuan, who was suddenly mentioned, tried hard to reduce her presence. Her sister was very active and they had a very good sisterly relationship. Every time Song Yao blinked her watery eyes and begged her, Song Yuan couldn't help but start to soften her heart.
If you hide it once, there will be a second and a third time, and in the end, you will hide it every time.
After hearing what his wife said, Song Zhaoping realized that his little daughter was covered in dirt. When she hid behind him, she seemed to have rubbed mud on his sleeves.
Song Zhaoping...
He felt a little regretful.
Yang said, "Anyway, starting tomorrow, you're only allowed to go out for one hour. The rest of the time you have to stay home. Whether it's reading or embroidering handkerchiefs, you have to learn one."
Song Zhaoping began to agree with his wife, "Your mother is right. Look at your sister. She follows Dad to study and learn to read every day."
Song Yao hadn't expected her father to betray her so quickly. Her face instantly turned dejected, and she said with despair, "Sister Wan! Come back soon! I want to learn whip fighting and martial arts from you!"
Woo woo woo! She didn't want to learn embroidery. She couldn't even hold the needle!
"Okay, but practicing martial arts is not easy!" A crisp female voice sounded on the courtyard wall.
Song Yao looked up in surprise when she heard the familiar voice, and immediately stopped howling, "Sister Wan! You're back!"
When Yang saw Song Wan coming back, she instantly forgot what she was about to do. "Ah Wan, please come down quickly. Second Aunt has recently researched two new pastry recipes. I just made a pot of fresh ones this morning. Second Aunt will bring them to you to try."
When Song Wan heard that there would be fresh pastries to eat, she jumped down as quickly as possible.
She first greeted Song Zhaoping, "Hello, Second Uncle."
Song Zhaoping responded with a smile, "Awan, how do you feel about going out?"
Song Wan rubbed Song Yao and Song Rui's heads one by one, then touched Song Yuan's pretty face, and replied, "It feels too much, Second Uncle, you'll know when you go over there."
At this time, Yang came out of the kitchen with a plate of cakes and gently pushed away the three children who were clinging to Song Wan. "Come, Ah Wan, try it quickly. Is it sweet?"
Song Wan ate them one by one, but she ate too fast and couldn't taste any other flavors, but they were sweet enough and she liked them.
Song Zhaoping looked at his wife helplessly, "Dinner is about to start, why are you letting Ah Wan eat so many snacks now?"
Yang wanted to slap herself, "I almost forgot."
Song Wan was enjoying her meal when her food was taken away from her.
The most painful thing in the world is to have half-eaten food taken away and you can only look at it but not eat it.
Forget it, let’s get down to business first.
Song Wan sighed silently, then said, "Uncle and Aunt, I've brought my second brother back. Do you want to go over and see him?"
"What? Your second brother?" Song Zhaoping couldn't believe what he heard. "Song, Song Qin is back?"
Yang asked tentatively, "Is it someone coming back, or?"
Before the bodies of the two brothers were found, she could still comfort her sister-in-law that her two nephews might be alive and well somewhere, but just couldn't come back for the time being.
But once the body is brought back, there will be no hope and no thoughts at all.
Song Wan curled her lips and said, "How is that possible? If it was a corpse, it would have been stinking after being dragged all the way back. Of course it's a living person, warm and able to dress himself, eat and walk."
What she said was right. Song Qin, who had just been rescued, did have difficulty dressing and walking on his own, but now he is basically well again.
Song Zhaoping could no longer contain his excitement, "Ah Wan, your second aunt and I will go take a look!"
After saying that, he pulled his wife and walked to the next door with extremely unsteady steps.
Song Yuan held the box of pastries her mother had stuffed in front of her and asked happily, "Sister Wan, is my second brother really back?"
Song Wan pinched her face again, then quietly took the cake box from her hand, "Of course, after second brother has finished eating and being intimate with his parents and sister-in-law, it will be your turn."
There is only one Song Qin, and it would probably take several days to get intimate with everyone one by one.
Next door, Song Qin was kneeling in front of his parents. He kowtowed three times to Song Zhaoyuan and Qi, and said in a trembling voice, "I am an unfilial son! I have made my parents worry!"
Song Zhaoyuan was filled with emotion, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."
Being able to come back alive is more important than anything else.
Qi couldn't stop her tears from falling. She hurried over to help her son up. "What's the point of being filial? Your father and I will be satisfied if you can return safely."
Song Zhaoping and his wife, who were standing by, also had tears in their eyes and tried hard to control their emotions. They thought the same as his brother and sister-in-law, that as long as they came back, it would be good, even if only one of them came back.
Qi pressed her eyes and said, "Your wife gave birth to a big fat daughter for you. She is very pretty. You should take a look at her quickly, or she will disown you as her father."
Wei returned to the house, picked up her daughter and walked towards the main room. When she saw her husband kneeling on the ground, she suddenly stopped. She was afraid that all this was a dream and that if she went forward, she would wake up from the dream.
Perhaps sensing something, Chichi in Wei's arms suddenly started crying loudly, and no matter how Wei tried to comfort her, it was useless.
When Song Qin heard the child crying, he subconsciously went to look for him, and then he saw the person who he had only seen in his dreams in the past year appear in front of him.
The strange thing is that in the dream, she was also wearing a light green skirt and had gentle eyes and brows, but in reality, she had a child in her arms.
Song Qin walked over, his fingers trembling as he touched his daughter's swaddled body. Her tender little face was red from crying, and his fingers were stained with his daughter's hot, wet tears. He suddenly smiled, "Is this what eating is?"
This is his daughter. She is so beautiful and looks like her mother.
Wei suppressed her tears and nodded, "Yes, Chichi is my childhood nickname, given to me by Awan."
Song Qin took his crying daughter in his arms and looked at her with a gentle expression. "Are you waiting for your father to give you a name?"
Chichi, who was suddenly no longer in her mother's arms, cried even harder. She had a small head and didn't understand why her gentle mother had changed. She was scared and could only kick hard.
Song Qin had never expected that his daughter would dislike him. He immediately panicked and said, "Xin'er, does my daughter hate me? She seems to be kicking me!"
Wei wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said with a smile, "You can't hug her like this. If she's uncomfortable, of course she'll kick you. Your daughter has a bad temper."
Qi nodded secretly and winked at her husband and others. Everyone slowly retreated and gave the place to the family of three.
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