Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

Sifang Town is not far from the county seat.

The ox cart rumbled and soon stopped in Sifang Town.

Wang Laowu left his contact information, waved to them, and walked home humming a little tune.

...Today is such a good day...

Song Jixiang bought a lot of grain, oil, rice, flour, seasonings, white sugar, sesame, brown sugar, cakes and other food as quickly as possible. He would not buy bedding, clothes, shoes and socks until the next time he came to the town.

the other side,

As the sky gradually darkened, Jiang felt more and more uneasy and walked back and forth in the yard several times.

Song Xiaoqi followed Jiang like a little chicken, spinning in circles.

He didn't know why his mother did this, he just thought it was fun.

Jiang kept muttering: This naughty girl said she would come back after going out for half a day, but now, the sun is about to set and there is still no sign of her.

This time when I come back, I will definitely teach her a lesson.

It's getting wilder and wilder!

He picked up a broom.

Just when she couldn't help wanting to open the gate and go out to greet them, and when her hand was about to put on the bolt, she suddenly remembered what her daughter said before she left: "I won't open the door for anyone except her..."

It was not until she repeated three times in front of her daughter, "I won't open the door no matter who comes," that her daughter went out with a look of relief.

There was a sound coming from outside the courtyard gate.

The footsteps sounded light and cheerful, accompanied by a strange tune.

……

Wind, you blow and blow,

The leaves covered the sky.

Song Laoliu on the road~

How come he is so handsome...

I feel at ease when I have money in my hands...

Although the tone was a bit harsh, Jiang's mouth corners gradually curled up, and her eyebrows relaxed unconsciously.

Song Jixiang started yelling from far away from home,

"Mom, I'm back... Open the door quickly, Mom..."

Almost as soon as Song Jixiang knocked on the door, Jiang opened the wooden door.

"Mom, why are you still holding a broom?"

The first thing Song Jixiang saw when he entered the room was what Jiang was holding in her hand, and he asked in confusion.

"Oh, oh, mother is sweeping the yard, come in quickly!"

As he said this, he threw away the broom in his hand and helped to take off the things Song Jixiang was carrying.

The thing sank straight down in my hand, which shows how heavy it is.

Although the ox cart took her to the foot of the mountain, the journey to the house was still quite long.

Jiang felt extremely distressed and secretly rubbed her eyes behind Song Jixiang's back.

Every time this happened, she became even more resentful of the people in the Song family's old house.

Jiang quickly calmed down, smiled again, and walked into the house holding her daughter's hand.

Wait until the wooden door is completely closed and there is no sound.

The two people hiding in the bushes emerged from the darkness, giggling.

One of them whispered, "Are you sure this family is rich? It doesn't look like it..."

"You see the little girl is carrying a lot of bags on her back. How can she buy so many things without money? Just be calm. I have already found out everything."

……

As soon as Song Jixiang entered the house, Jiang found the cloth shoes that had been heated long ago and asked her to change into them. She also poured hot water from the stove into the basin and asked her to wipe her face and hands.

After everything was done, the steaming food was served and the three of them sat around to eat.

Although Song Jixiang and He Dazhuang had eaten some snacks in the teahouse, they were very hungry after running around all afternoon.

I quickly finished two bowls of white rice with the crispy duck I bought.

Then he leaned back in his chair with a sigh and rested.

This kind of life when you are well fed and well drunk is what life is all about!

Song Xiaoqi imitated her, patted her belly, and curled up comfortably in the chair, not wanting to move.

Song Jixiang rubbed his head: "Sister will take you to a place tomorrow. Our Xiaoqi will soon be a hundred times smarter than sister!"

Jiang quickly collected and washed the dishes, then sorted the food that Song Jixiang brought back into neat categories.

Night falls quickly.

After washing up, the family of three returned to Jiang's room together.

Song Jixiang lay on his back on the bed, his hands behind his head, his legs crossed, and rocking without rhythm.

Xiao Qi thought it was fun and tried to imitate him, but despite great efforts, he still failed to cross his legs, which made Song Jixiang laugh.

Jiang patted Song Jixiang's arm and said, "You don't know how to stand or sit, and you can't even lie still on the bed. Don't teach your little brother bad habits."

"It's better for boys to be a little rough." Song Jixiang wanted to play tricks on Song Xiaoqi's head with his hand, but the little brat dodged it.

"Hey, kid, you know how to resist now. Not bad, not bad. You have a bright future!"

The two siblings started to make a fuss on the bed.

Jiang continued with her work, and when she looked up she saw the siblings fighting, but she did not stop them.

She knew her daughter knew her limits.

Song Xiaoqi was tired and had enough fun, so he soon fell asleep. His little face was rosy, a far cry from his original pale face.

Song Jixiang kicked off his shoes and walked up to Jiang and handed over the silver in the package.

Jiang didn't take it seriously at first.

When I saw several large silver ingots, I could no longer remain calm.

"You went to rob..." He couldn't take his eyes off the silver ingots.

O(n_n)O haha~

Song Jixiang found it funny to see his mother looking so silly.

If she knew what she had done today, she would be furious.

really,

After she told him about going to the teahouse to rest, hearing the reward notice from the county government, and then going to the county government's backyard to tend to the flowers, Jiang was stunned for a moment, as if she suspected that she was hallucinating.

"Originally there were 150 taels, and I gave 10 taels to Uncle Dazhuang as a reward for his hard work. And that bachelor, the one in the town I told you about, I gave him 50 taels.

I still have ninety taels left, and I will give it all to mother.

How is it? Your daughter is amazing!

I can support you and your younger brother, so you can rest assured.

Don't stay up late doing that useless embroidery work, or you'll damage your eyes."

Song Jixiang grabbed the woven rattan from Jiang's hand and looked at her hands again.

Both hands were covered with marks from being strangled by the cane.

The skin was broken in many places and blood was oozing out.

Just now she was doing her work without changing her expression.

Jiang's hands hurt, and Song Jixiang's heart ached.

But before she could say anything sentimental,

Jiang's next words made her scratch her head again.

"When will you learn how to take care of flowers?" Jiang pulled Song Jixiang, who had turned her face away, over and made her look at her.

"Just, just like that, I learned it."

I have to say that Jiang is very good at grasping the key points.

Jiang thought: "When your grandfather was alive, he liked to take care of flowers and plants. The flowers are blooming all over the yard, it's so festive!

Later, your uncle took them to the county, and you followed him every day and learned from him! It's a pity that your grandfather passed away early, otherwise you would have learned more knowledge, and your father would not have..."

As Jiang spoke, her conversation had strayed from the topic of how she learned to grow flowers to the past events of many years ago.

Song Jixiang secretly gave her a thumbs up, it turned out that all the excuses she had racked her brains to come up with were ruined.

He managed to squeeze out a few words dryly: "Grandfather is a good man!"

The grandfather who got the good guy card again: I thank you two, mother and daughter, remember to bring more pocket money during the holidays,

Otherwise I won’t take the blame.

That night, the mother and daughter talked a lot about their personal matters.

Song Jixiang was too lazy to move, so he slept on the same bed with Jiang and Song Xiaoqi.

Have a good night's sleep!