Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Let’s put the task aside for now. Anyway, the system didn’t tell us what the punishment will be for not completing the task, so let’s ignore it for now.

The most urgent task was how to take the food out of the kitchen without arousing the suspicion of the twins.

They are both nine-year-old children. They understand what they should understand and are not easy to fool.

Song Yan couldn't accept eating oatmeal porridge every day, but she also couldn't hide away and eat delicious food while watching the kids eat bran and vegetables.

Song Yan planned to go out and check out the situation to see if he could find something to eat nearby to improve his meals.

The Song family lived at the foot of the mountain, in a thatched house divided into two rooms. The front yard was less than a few square meters and was surrounded by a fence.

Diagonally opposite the gate is our neighbor, the Niu family.

When Song Yan walked out of the door, she saw an old lady holding a baby and coaxing him.

As soon as she saw him, Aunt Niu snorted, turned away and ignored him.

Song Yan decided to take the initiative. He greeted her, "Aunt Niu, good evening."

As soon as he finished speaking, the baby in the cradle cried out "wa".

Aunt Niu said angrily, "You are courting death. I just coaxed her to sleep and you woke her up."

Song Yan laughed twice and moved forward. The child looked at him curiously with his big eyes like black grapes.

Song Yan's heart softened immediately. She couldn't help wanting to rub her. She pressed down her restless claws and said with a smile, "Aunt Niu, is this your daughter? She's so cute."

Aunt Niu's eyes widened, she spat at him in frustration, and yelled, "What do you mean my daughter? This is your daughter, bah! You can't even recognize your own sister. How can you be a brother like this!"

Huh, huh?!

Song Yan was really embarrassed now.

This cannot be blamed on him. The original owner had not been home for several months, so naturally he had not seen his newborn little sister.

It is estimated that the original owner didn’t even know whether Song’s mother gave birth to a boy or a girl.

When I saw Aunt Niu holding the baby and coaxing him, I naturally thought it was her baby.

Song Yan said shyly, "I'm sorry to bother you to take care of my Yaya these days."

Aunt Niu refused to buy it and simply pushed the crying Yaya into his arms: "Your child, take care of it yourself!"

I won't serve you anymore.

Song Yan hurriedly took Yaya and said in a panic, "No, Aunt Niu, I have never taken care of a child."

Aunt Niu didn't care about him. She turned and went into her own yard and closed the door with a "click".

Song Yan hugged Yaya and felt like crying but had no tears.

Erlin heard the noise and came out of the house. Seeing Song Yan holding the child, he asked in surprise, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Song Yan felt like she had found a life-saving straw and quickly handed the child to Erlin: "Come and see why Yaya is crying all the time."

Erlin stretched out his finger and placed it near Yaya's mouth. Yaya's pink lips began to move anxiously.

"Hungry." Erlin judged.

Yaya smacked her lips, but when she couldn't find any food, she suddenly burst into tears like a devilish sound. No one knew how such a huge amount of energy could be generated from her small body.

Song Yan was exhausted: "Feed her quickly."

Erlin: "I'll go make some rice soup."

Yaya was still crying in his arms, and Song Yan could only coax her: "Oh, don't cry, don't cry, there will be food soon."

Yaya cried and her voice became softer and softer, maybe she was tired of crying.

Soon the rice soup was cooked and Erlin fed her with a small spoon.

Yaya was probably very hungry. She was eating rice soup with her little mouth making smacking sounds, and her little hands were waving around, and she almost slapped Song Yan in the face.

After finally feeding the little guy, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Song Yan felt his thigh was wet and a little hot. His face changed, and he lifted Yaya, only to see that the hem of his clothes was wet.

"Aiya~" Yaya smiled innocently on her little face.

Toothless villain!

Erlin quickly took Yaya over, fearing that Song Yan would vent her anger on Yaya, and quickly said, "Brother, go change your clothes. I'll change Yaya's diaper."

Song Yan wasn't angry, she just felt a little amused.

He went back and changed into clean clothes. The coarse linen shirt he wore was very uncomfortable, but that was how the poor people dressed, so Song Yan was forced to adapt.

He also did not forget to tie mourning cloth on his sleeves. After all, he was now "Song Dashu" and mourning for his parents was his duty as the eldest son.

Song Yan took her changed clothes and planned to go to the river to wash them. When she went out, she saw Erya coming towards her with a wooden basin full of clothes.

Erya said softly, "Brother, give me your clothes and I will wash them."

How could Song Yan let a nine-year-old girl wash his clothes? He shook his head and refused: "No, go to the river, I'll go with you."

It was getting dark, and it wasn't safe for the girl to go to the river alone.

Arya was a little surprised and reluctant, but she didn't have the courage to say "no".

She could only let Song Yan follow her.

so annoying.

Arya kicked the pebbles on the roadside angrily.

Song Yan looked at the little girl's back and raised his eyebrows. The little girl seemed very irritable, which was very different from her usual timid and cautious personality.

Erya walked faster and faster, and when she reached the river, she was almost jogging, leaving Song Yan far behind.

At this time, there were already young wives and aunts washing clothes by the river.

Seeing Erya, the aunt smiled and said, "Oh, our Erya is so capable. She comes here every day to wash diapers for her sister."

"Unlike my lazy girl, she is not willing to do any work and just stays at home embroidering," another auntie said, seemingly complaining but actually showing off, "She can't sell it for a few cents, and she's ruining her eyes."

In the past, the Song family lived well, which aroused jealousy. People didn't dare to say anything to their faces, but they always gossiped behind their backs.

Now that Song's father and mother are gone, they won't get hard on the younger ones, though they can't avoid making some sarcastic remarks occasionally.

Everyone in the village knows that the Song family is finished.

Song Dashu is an uneducated gangster who does all kinds of dirty things all day long. No girl in the village would be interested in him.

As for Erlin, it was said that he was very knowledgeable and even the teacher praised him. But what was the use? Song's father was dead, and he had no money to pay the tuition. It cost several taels a year. Even if he sold Erya, it would not be enough.

Not to mention Erya, just a little girl.

"That's right. A child without a father or a mother should be more sensible."

"It's a good thing your mother died early, otherwise you could have enjoyed a good life if your son Erlin had passed the imperial examination and become the top scorer." The aunt said with a smile.

The young wives also laughed.

Erya bit her lip, and a hint of hostility flashed in her eyes.

"Zhang Cuihua, what are you saying in front of the child? Your mouth is filled with feces and it stinks." Aunt Niu stood up and started talking.

"And you, Dashan mother, don't think I don't know what you are up to. I'm telling you, no way!"

After scolding her, Aunt Niu said to Erya, "Ignore those nagging people. Erya, come over here and wash your clothes."

Dashan's mother was not convinced and retorted, "Da Niu's mother, that's not the case. Erlin's parents are gone, and he has two children left behind. There is no land at home. If we don't adopt him to another family, how will he live in the future?"

She added, "Er Ya, go back and persuade your brother to stop being so stubborn. Who else but our family would adopt a person from another family? Even though our family is not rich, we will not let him lack food..."

Dashan Niang's mouth opened and closed, with vegetable leaves stuck between her yellow teeth, and the saliva that came out of her mouth was extremely smelly.

Shut up! Shut up!

Erya bit her lips tightly, wishing she could tear her old face apart. No wonder Dashanniang kept asking her about her second brother, it turned out she was planning to adopt him.

Damn it! If her father were still alive, she would have him beat these shameless people to death!

Dashan Niang continued in a sarcastic tone, "If Erlin is obedient, I am willing to continue to support him in his studies. Who knows, maybe I can even become the top scholar's wife in the future."

As soon as the words fell, the aunties burst into laughter: "Mother Dashan, you still want to be the number one scholar."

The ugly laughter was extremely irritating to Erya's ears. She could no longer bear it, and dropped the wooden basin with a clang. Like a little wolf, she pounced on Dashanniang and bit her wrist fiercely.

Dashan Niang gasped in pain: "Ouch! You damn girl dared to bite me."

Erya was obviously using all her strength, and Dashan's mother couldn't get rid of her.

The other aunts were stunned for a while before coming up and pulling Erya away.

When Dashan Niang saw that her wrist was bitten and bleeding, she became furious and slapped Erya hard in the face.

There was a loud "pop" sound.

Erya's face instantly became red and swollen.

When Song Yan heard the quarrel, she quickly quickened her pace and came over.

As soon as I arrived, I saw Dashan Niang grab Erya's braids and slap her in the face.

Song Yan's face turned pale, and he was so angry that he blurted out, "How dare you, old Deng, bully our Erya? Do you think I, your eldest brother, am dead?"