Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

There was a roar like thunder, which frightened the birds and beasts in the forest and made them flee in all directions.

The villagers knew that Song Dashu was a scoundrel who was fierce and brutal in fights, so most people didn't dare to provoke him.

Just like modern people are afraid of bald heads and big tattooed arms, when they see them on the street, they will stay away from them.

Only Dashan's mother was not afraid of him, because her family and the village chief were cousins ​​of the same clan.

She put one hand on her waist and said with spit flying: "Bah! You dead coward, it was your little beast that bit me first, so I slapped her."

Then he pulled up his sleeves, revealing his wrist that was bitten to a bloody mess. "Look at what she did to my hand. If it were me, I would say that such a vicious bitch would only bring trouble if I kept her. It would be better to sell her for a few taels of silver."

Song Yan gritted her teeth. People of this era attached great importance to reputation, especially young girls like Erya who were not yet of marriageable age. If they were labeled as cruel and vicious, and the word got out, they would not only have trouble finding a husband, but would also be gossiped about wherever they went.

It's despicable that he is so old and yet he bullies a little girl.

Song Yan said seriously, "Aunt, I know our Erya's personality very well. She has always been timid and afraid of things. How could she suddenly bite someone?"

When being questioned, don't fall into the trap of self-proving. Instead, find the loopholes in the other party's words, question them back, and let them prove themselves.

He argued: "Besides, there are so many aunts by the river, but she didn't bite anyone but you. I'm very curious, what did you do to anger the heaven and the people to make the timid Arya so angry that she couldn't help but bite you."

As expected, Dashan Niang felt guilty, and her tone suddenly weakened: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Song Yan opened her eyes and said innocently, "How could I say such nonsense? Look, the other aunts didn't speak up for you. It must be that you did something wrong, Auntie."

Dashan Niang subconsciously looked at Zhang Cuihua and the others, but saw that they all turned their faces away and pretended not to see anything.

Dashan Niang's face turned red with anger. She pointed at Zhang Cuihua and said angrily: "You, you are so good!"

The young wives didn't dare to say a word. They didn't have the guts to provoke the little hooligan from the Song family, but they couldn't offend Dashan's mother either, so they could only pretend to be quails.

Zhang Cuihua had no choice but to step out and smooth things over, "Mother Dashan, you were wrong in the first place. Erya bit you because she was angry. It's not serious. In my opinion, just forget it and don't bother with the little girl."

Dashan's mother didn't appreciate it: "Don't pretend to be a good person. It was you who started it. I didn't say anything wrong. I just advised her a few words..."

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Song Erya said loudly: "No, she wants to adopt my second brother!"

After hearing this, Song Yan's face suddenly darkened, and he said in a shocked voice: "My parents are gone, but I am still here as the eldest brother. An elder brother is like a father. If you want to adopt Erlin, you should ask for my opinion. Why are you looking for a little girl like Erya?"

Aunt Niu, who was standing by, was afraid that he would really adopt Erlin, so she kindly reminded him: "Don't think she is adopting your Erlin out of kindness. Think about it, Erlin has grown up so big. In two years, he will be a strong laborer. If you bring him home, he will be able to work like a cow or a horse."

Dashan Niang's little trick was exposed, and she was embarrassed: "I won't tell you anymore, your kindness is taken for granted."

After saying this, he picked up the wooden basin and walked away dejectedly, as fast as if there was a wild beast chasing him.

Seeing that Dashan Niang had left, the other aunties continued washing clothes as if nothing had happened.

Song Yan then looked at Erya. It was nightfall and he couldn't see the damage on Erya's face. He asked with concern, "Does your face hurt? Do you need to see a doctor?"

Facing Song Yan's sudden concern, Erya covered her hot cheeks and said awkwardly, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

After Erya finished speaking, she didn't even look at him and squatted down to wash clothes.

Vaguely seeing Erya's arrogant little expression, Song Yan felt both distressed and amused. What a weird little girl.

"Big tree." Aunt Niu suddenly shouted.

Song Yan didn't realize that someone was calling him. He was still thinking about how to wash the clothes. Alas, why didn't he install a washing machine in the kitchen?

"Big tree!" Aunt Niu suddenly raised her voice.

Song Yan was startled and lost his grip on the clothes, which were almost washed away by the river. Fortunately, he fished them out in time. Song Yan scrubbed the clothes and complained, "Aunt Niu, why are you shouting so loudly? I can hear you."

The boy was so annoying that Aunt Niu resisted the urge to kick him into the river. She said earnestly, "Erlin is a smart kid, and Erya is hardworking and capable."

Before Aunt Niu could finish, Song Yan patted her chest and assured her, "Don't worry, Auntie. I'm here, and they will never lack food."

Aunt Niu looked worried: "It's good that you know what's going on."

After washing the clothes, it was completely dark. The group went back to their homes under the dim moonlight.

Before he entered the door, he heard murmurs of talking. Song Yan thought a thief had broken in. Then he looked at the corner and saw a small figure standing there. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Erlin, what are you mumbling about?"

Song Erlin closed the book and said embarrassedly: "Brother, I am reciting the book."

"It's so late, why are you still memorizing books?" Song Yan hung the washed clothes on the bamboo pole, "Where's Yaya?"

Song Erlin pointed to the room: "Inside, asleep."

After Song Erya hung up the clothes, she was about to go back to the house, but Song Yan stopped her: "Erya, don't leave yet. Erlin, come here too. I have something to tell you."

After what happened at the riverside, Song Yan decided to have a good talk with the twins tonight.

Next, they will live together for a long time, and Song Yan doesn’t want the twins to live in anxiety every day.

Song Erya thought he was going to settle the score with her later, so she hid behind her second brother, holding onto his clothes tightly.

Song Yan said in a gentle tone: "I used to be a bad guy, but now I have figured it out. Without parents, we are the only ones left to depend on each other. From now on, I will take on the responsibility of being the eldest brother and raise you up in place of parents."

Erya said weakly: "Brother, will you sell Erya?"

"No." Song Yan looked at her seriously and said, "Whether it's you or Yaya, I won't sell you out."

Song Yan turned to Erlin and said, "And you too, I can afford to support you and will not give you away to others."

Erlin didn’t know what happened tonight, but when he heard Song Yan’s promise, he couldn’t help but tear up.

He nodded heavily: "Yes."

As for Erya, she lowered her head slightly, her eyes rolling around, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Song Yan didn't expect to gain the trust of the twins right away. He just wanted them to know that he was not the Song Dashu of the past, and that he would only be Song Yan in the future.

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, it's late, let's go back and rest."

Song Yan was about to close the door to the courtyard, but when he closed the door, he found that the door bolt was missing. He raised his voice and asked, "Er Ya, where is the door bolt?"

Erya stuck her head out, grabbed the door with both hands, and said nervously, "Take it to make fire."

Song Yan was confused as to how the door bolt got burned for no reason. She had no choice but to go to the kitchen, grope in the dark to find a fire poker and temporarily use it as a door bolt.

After bolting the door, he stretched himself. He was really tired after the day.