Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Song Yan only listened to a bit of the conversation, and seeing that it was all trivial topics about family life, she stopped listening.

He turned around and went to the kitchen to get some tea and snacks, and handed them to the aunts.

"Aunts, you've worked hard. Drink some water and eat something."

Several aunts thanked her with a smile and praised Song Yan for being generous and thoughtful.

Perhaps it was because they saw how kind Song Yan was that the aunts started talking again.

One of the aunties couldn't control her mouth and joked subconsciously: "Xiao Song, why didn't your girlfriend come back with you?"

After hearing this, Aunt Niu frowned slightly.

It has been two or three months since Song Yan got married. Everyone has gone from being shocked and unable to accept it at the beginning to gradually getting used to it.

Song Yan hardly ever lived in the village in the past few months, so even if the villagers were curious, they had no way of finding out more about his marriage.

However, from the bits and pieces of information from the aunties who married next door, they also knew that Song Yan was from Xiaoli Village and had been dressed as a girl since she was young.

It was not until the day of Song Yan's wedding that they learned that the girl was actually a boy.

The aunties were very secretive about the matter and most of them were unwilling to talk about it, which made the villagers more curious.

Just now, an aunt asked the question without saying anything.

Song Yan didn't mind and said frankly: "He has been busy recently, so he didn't come back with me this time."

The aunt wanted to continue asking questions, but Aunt Niu stepped on her foot without saying a word.

The aunt immediately understood, smiled awkwardly and stopped asking questions.

The aunts continued chatting, and the topic turned to other trivial matters in the village.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye the sun had already set, and the aunts had almost finished deseeding the cotton.

Song Yan paid them their wages and sent them out.

He then picked up the hoe and went to the back to turn the soil. At this time, Aunt Niu came over and asked him if he wanted to go into the mountains to pick up mountain products together tomorrow.

Song Yan thought about it and realized that he hadn't been into the mountains to pick up mountain products for a long time, so he agreed immediately: "Okay, Auntie, I'll go with you tomorrow."

"Then you'd better get up early tomorrow. If you're late, they will have been picked up by others." Aunt Niu gave this instruction and went back.

Song Yan also packed up his hoe, carried it on his shoulders and went home.

The sun sets in the west, night gradually falls, and the people who were enjoying the cool air under the banyan tree at the entrance of the village gradually disperse.

Just then, a figure carrying a bag hurriedly walked into the village entrance.

At this time, Zhang Dezi's family had finished dinner and were preparing to lie down and rest.

After all, oil lamps were a luxury at that time, and most villagers were accustomed to resting shortly after dark, so they would save as much as possible.

At this moment, there were several knocks on the door. Zhang Dezi shouted impatiently, "Who is this? Knocking on the door in the middle of the night?"

But the outsider seemed to hear nothing and continued to knock on the door.

The eldest and youngest sons in the room started to curse one after another: "Who is this? It's so annoying. Can't we sleep in the middle of the night?"

Zhang Dezi kicked his wife Gong who was standing beside him and said, "Why don't you go and see who it is that's knocking in the middle of the night?"

Gong stood up reluctantly, muttering as she walked, "Really? You won't let me sleep well."

She came to the door, opened it, and saw a familiar person standing there. In the faint moonlight, she could see clearly that the person was her daughter Zhang Yue'er.

"Yue'er? Why are you back?!" Gong's voice unconsciously rose a few notes.

It could be heard clearly inside and outside the house.

"Mom, speak a little more quietly." Zhang Yue'er quickly lowered her voice, with a hint of nervousness and fatigue on her face.

Zhang Dezi in the room heard this and shouted, "Is Yue'er back?!"

Gong quickly pulled Zhang Yue'er into the house and closed the door, but she didn't notice a figure hiding in the fence next door and eavesdropping.

That was the neighbor Aunt Wang. She happened to go out to empty the chamber pot and heard the noise from the Zhang family. So she stopped and hid behind the fence to eavesdrop.

Unexpectedly, it was Zhang Yueer who came back.

He sneaked back in so late at night. He must have been kicked out.

The next day, at daybreak, Song Yan went out carrying a basket on his back and a small hoe in his hand.

When he went out, Aunt Niu just came out of the house, followed by A Niu, who was holding an axe and was obviously going into the mountains to chop wood.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, they met a few aunts who seemed to have also come into the mountain to collect mountain products.

The harvest is poor this year, and the villagers are looking forward to picking more mountain products in the mountains, drying them, and saving them for later consumption.

Everyone greeted each other and then went into the mountains together.

Suddenly, Aunt Wang said mysteriously, "Hey, do you know? Dezi's daughter has returned to the village."

Zhang Dezi’s home?

He had only one daughter, Zhang Yue'er, who married Huang Feiyun as a concubine.

So Zhang Yue'er is back?

Song Yan subconsciously turned her head to look at Aniu. It had been almost a year, so Aniu should have let go of Zhang Yue'er long ago, right?

When Aunt Niu heard the news, she couldn't help but curse in her heart, wondering why Zhang Yue'er didn't come back earlier or later, but came back at this critical moment.

When Aniu came back a few days ago, she told him that she was looking for a marriage partner for him.

Aniu also agreed, but he didn't know that Zhang Yue'er came back at this time.

It’s so haunting!

However, Aniu was only slightly surprised and had no other expression.

This made Aunt Niu feel a little relieved.

Song Yan stroked his chin and thought, ever since Huang Feiyun was implicated in Prince Yong's affairs and thrown into prison, he has never heard any news about him, let alone Zhang Yue'er.

It was really surprising that Zhang Yue'er suddenly returned to the village.

"I heard that he was kicked out by the Huang family, but I don't know if it's true." Another aunt said in a low voice.

"Tsk tsk, it was so glorious when you married into the Huang family. Dezi and his wife must be so proud of themselves." An aunt took over the conversation with a hint of gloating in her tone.

"At that time, their family was very proud and boasted everywhere that their daughter had married into a good family. Now, I heard that she was divorced and has no place to stay."

"Hey, do you think she was kicked out because she made some mistake?" someone speculated.

"who knows……"

Song Yan probably guessed that something happened to the Huang family, so she didn't care about Zhang Yue'er and drove her out.