Tomorrow is Qingming Festival. After waking up from a nap, Song Zhongguo started cutting paper, and Shu Yun helped him.

Song Jingyan, Song Jinghe and Song Jingling didn't know much about it, so they just watched from the side.

In comparison, Lu Yanchen, who was helping on the side, was very skilled.

Song Si, "What are you doing?"

Lu Yanchen thought for a moment and looked at her, "I'll make a copy of the ghost money later."

Song Si looked at it curiously.

【Rubbing ghost money? 】

[Are ghost money still homemade these days? 】

Song Zhongguo took the solid wood printing plate and said, "Si Si, use this and try it out later. Our Song family has more sons than daughters. If our ancestors knew that you printed it yourself, they would be very happy."

Song Si: "Yeah."

Song Zhongguo placed the cut paper next to Song Si.

Lu Yanchen took the printing plate, dipped it in red ink, and handed it to Song Si, "Let's try it."

Song Si: "Yeah."

He held her hand and pressed it hard, then after a few seconds, he moved away, "See, isn't it?"

Song Si looked at the red paper money and the pattern on it, "Yeah, it really is."

[Why do I feel that it is much better than the industrially printed ghost money in 2024? 】

[The current denomination is also small, with the largest denomination being 10 yuan, the same as the Great Unity, unlike the ghost money in the future, which has a denomination of over 100 million yuan.]

Hearing this, Song Zhongguo frowned and shook his head, feeling that the ghost money in the future world was too exaggerated!

Only when the descendants make a copy by hand can you feel that feeling. Forget about industrial printing, but also a face value of hundreds of millions? There is no sincerity at all!

Song Si liked it very much and was in charge of rubbing. Song Jinghuan and Song Jingling wanted to experience it but had no chance yet.

Shu Yun glanced at her two sons and said, "Tie these colored papers up later. We will need them tomorrow."

Song Jinghuan and Song Jingling stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Song Si was very interested when she saw it, "Fourth brother, fifth brother, why don't you guys make rubbings of the ghost money, and I'll go make colored paper for our ancestor."

Song Jinghuan and Song Jingling gladly accepted, "Okay."

Song Si came over and made colorful paper strips with Shu Yun.

Large pieces of colored paper in red, blue, green and other colors were cut into very thin strips and then tied to the top of the wooden stick with ropes.

Shu Yun, "In the past, it was the children who chose. I hope that in two years, you brothers and sisters won't have to choose, and my little grandson will choose."

Hearing this, Song Si blushed slightly.

【this……】

She looked at Lu Yanchen.

[Lu Yanchen and I have tried hard enough, but whether our little grandson will come or not depends on fate, right? ]

[If my period doesn’t come after a month, I’ll get a letter]

Hearing this, Shu Yun suddenly felt a little anxious and wanted time to pass faster.

She looked at Song Si and Lu Yanchen, "Mom doesn't have anything else to do. If you guys go back to the military region in a few days, I'll go with you and take care of you for a while."

Song Jinghuan and Song Jingyan were extremely jealous when they heard this!

Moms can, but they can’t do whatever they want yet!

Hearing this, Song Zhongguo couldn't help but look at his wife.

Is his wife planning to abandon him and take care of Si Si alone?

That won't work!

He coughed lightly, "I'll go with your mother, and rent a farmyard nearby. Your second brother will take care of this place. It'll be a good opportunity for him to have something to do, and he won't be around Si Si, and won't be a nuisance."

Song Jinghuan and Song Jingling, "What about my second brother's job?"

Song Zhongguo said in a deep voice, "He needs labor reform now. Once his thoughts are corrected, it is never too late to start working. It won't delay him much."

Song Jinghuan and Song Jingling: "Yes."

Just as he finished speaking, a car horn was heard outside.

Third brother is back?

Song Jingyan stood up and said, "I'll go out and take a look."

Song Zhongguo and Shu Yun looked at their eldest son, "Well, eldest son, go out and take a look."

Song Jinghuan and Song Jingling, "Dad, Mom, let's go out and take a look too."

Song Zhongguo: "Okay."

He was making rubbings of paper money for the dead, and Lu Yanchen was helping him. Song Si didn't say anything, but just silently tied the colored paper strips.

Shu Yun was a little worried.

If we let the second child go, he will bring disaster to the whole family. If we bring him back now, we are afraid that he will annoy Si Si.

On Sisi's side, there are still many things that I don't understand and I need to confirm with the system!

Song Jingyan had already stood up and took Song Jinghe and Song Jingling out of the door. When they got out of the yard and arrived at the field, they saw Song Jingheng who had just got out of the car.

His cold eyes fell on Song Jingheng, glanced at him, and then looked at Song Jingcheng on the side and asked in a low voice, "Did he come back with you obediently?"

Song Jingcheng lowered his voice and said, "Originally, my second brother didn't want to come back, but I repeated what my eldest brother said, and he came back with me."

Song Jingyan took off his coat and threw it on a wooden stake. He looked at Song Jingheng with an extremely cold expression, "Have you ever mentioned to Song Nian that you can hear Si Si's inner thoughts?"

Song Jingheng looked very bad, with bruises from the beating he received yesterday. "No, I was afraid of scaring Nian Nian."

Miss?

When Song Jingyan heard these two words, he felt physically disgusted and glanced at the gatekeeper in the field. "During this period of time, you will live in the gatehouse outside."

Song Jingheng's face turned bad instantly and he looked at the dilapidated gatehouse not far from the entrance.

Isn't that a junk room?

Big brother let him live in the gatehouse!

Song Jingyan said coldly, "In order to prevent you from causing trouble for everyone, I warn you, stay here honestly and let the third brother take you back. I don't want to have another brother or sister named Song Nian in the near future."

Song Jingheng couldn't bear it any longer, "Brother, you're going too far! Nian Nian loves you so much, and you actually said that to her!"

Even though he knew he couldn't beat his eldest brother, he still tried.

Without exception, in a few seconds the whole person was knocked to the ground, covered in dust and looking extremely miserable.

Song Jingcheng on the side looked at him coldly without pleading, "Second brother, think about it carefully."

Song Jingyan, "I will help you quit your job in Shanghai. The medical care in Xing Village is too backward. Just consider it as your support to your hometown."

Hearing this, Song Jingheng was stunned on the spot, "Brother, you are too arbitrary!"

Song Jingyan sneered, "I want to see, now that you have no money and no status, will Song Nian still call me second brother like before."

Song Jingheng, "It has nothing to do with money!"

Song Jingyan said coldly, "Since it has nothing to do with you, what are you afraid of?"

Song Jingheng took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I hope that big brother can shut up and stop slandering his sister."

Song Jingyan sneered, "I only have one sister, her name is Song Si."

Song Jingheng couldn't help but yell, "She is not a human at all, who knows what kind of thing she is..."

boom!

Before he could finish his words, his face was hit to the side.

Song Jingyan flexed his wrist and said in a cold voice, "Don't let me hear this again, otherwise Song Nian will be sent to the countryside immediately and will never have a good life again."

Song Jingheng looked at Song Jingyan with red eyes and said nothing more.

He didn't want to hurt Nian Nian because of himself!

Just as he was lost in thought, a very cold voice came from not far away -

"Give me a sigh!"

He looked up and saw his father walking towards him.

Song Zhongguo heard Song Jingheng's roar in the upper room. He went to the gatehouse, found a whip that was used for farming, raised the whip, and hit Song Jingheng hard on the back.

In a few seconds, the clothes on Song Jingheng's back were torn.

Song Si came out and paused when she saw this scene. "Dad, forget it. Don't force it. From now on, he and I will just keep our distance."

Song Jingheng looked at Song Si with disgust, "No need for you to be so hypocritical!"

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