Divorce the bad husband, store grain fields, and marry the emperor's uncle for the second time

In the coldest days of winter, water turns into ice.

Every household is staying at home, planning to endure the cold New Year and go out to make a living when the weather warms up in spring.

Xia Xiaorou and Chu Xianyun huddled in the house doing some needlework, while Song Yanbai was writing Spring Festival couplets, planning to take them to the market to sell in a few days to earn some money for the New Year.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Aunt Qin, who was a mortal enemy of Song Liu, walked in. As soon as she entered the room, she said with a smile on her face: "Hey, there is good news, do you want to hear it?"

Seeing her happy face, Chu Xianyun smiled and gestured to ask, "What good news is this, Aunt Qin?"

Xia Xiaorou also looked at Aunt Qin with a smile, her eyes wide open, and an expression of listening attentively.

Aunt Qin clapped her hands and said happily, "I heard that Xiaorou's ex-mother-in-law's family, that is, your big house, is planning to sell the house and land! The New Year is coming soon. After selling the house and land, are they planning to live in the pigsty? Hahaha..." After saying that, she couldn't help clapping her hands.

Chu Xianyun was surprised for a moment, then blinked and looked at Xia Xiaorou.

After hearing their conversation, Song Yanbai also stopped writing and turned to look at them, "Is the eldest son really going to sell the house?"

Because Xia Xiaorou once told them that the Song Liu family would sell the house, everyone was paying close attention to this matter.

"Really! There's a sign hanging at the door." Aunt Qin said excitedly.

Chu Xianyun blinked and gestured to ask, "How much silver do you want?"

Aunt Qin pulled the corner of her lips and said, "The house is fifty taels, and they have forty acres of land, which is sold at ten taels per acre."

Hearing the price, Song Yanbai couldn't help but sigh: "The price is not low."

Chu Xianyun also sighed and gestured, "It's so expensive."

Aunt Qin also felt that the price was too high and said dissatisfiedly, "Isn't it? Other people's land only costs seven or eight taels of silver per mu, but they want ten taels per mu. And the house, it's just five old brick houses and a wooden house, but they want fifty taels! It's really extortionate."

As she spoke, she rolled her eyes.

"Xiao Rou, you can't afford it. It's too expensive." Chu Xianyun suddenly remembered that Xia Xiaorou had said before that she wanted to buy a big house, so she waved her hands and gestured to persuade her.

At this price, Xia Xiaorou knew that she definitely couldn't afford it.

However, she would not give up. She secretly thought of a strategy - lowering the price.

She has enough patience to keep house and land prices to the lowest.

Push the price down to an extremely low level and then buy it.

After Aunt Qin left, Xia Xiaorou stood up and said to Song Yanbai and Chu Xianyun, "I want to go to other families in the village to find an embroidery pattern."

Chu Xianyun took Xia Xiaorou's hand and gestured, "Go early and come back early, it's snowing heavily outside!"

Xia Xiaorou nodded: "Okay."

She turned and walked into the house, took out some change and put it in her arms, then gathered her cloak around her and walked along the path in the village.

At this time, a carriage slowly drove in from the fork in the road ahead, and the driver Shanliang said to the carriage behind him: "Master, Xia is walking in front."

Yan Heng lifted the car curtain and looked out, her eyes falling on Xia Xiaorou's figure, "Stop the car and let her get in."

Shanliang frowned slightly and said with some concern: "I'm afraid she won't be happy about it?"

When Yan Heng's carriage was driving in the village, every time he invited Xia Xiaorou to get on, Xia Xiaorou seemed extremely reluctant.

Complaining as he was, Shanliang still stopped the carriage beside Xia Xiaorou, "Madam Xia, the master wants to see you."

Xia Xiaorou had already seen Yan Heng's carriage. Normally, she would have avoided it without hesitation. But today, she had something to do with Yan Heng, so she stopped and looked at the carriage.

"Lord Yan." Xia Xiaorou said as she stood outside the carriage, "I want to take Yuaner home. His parents miss him."

In fact, Song Yanbai and Chu Xianyun did not want Song Yuan to go home at this time.

They believe it is more important for children to learn rules in Yanyuan.

In addition, their own living conditions were difficult and they could not provide Song Yuan with a good living environment. In Yanyuan, even ordinary servants and gatekeepers were dressed in silk and satin, and maids and housekeepers were even more gorgeously dressed. This made them believe that Song Yuan's life in Yanyuan would be better.

Yan Heng opened the curtain and looked at Xia Xiaorou, "Come up and talk."

Xia Xiaorou looked up and stared at Yan Heng, "Can you let Song Yuan go home immediately?"

Yan Heng looked at her little face that was red from the cold wind and frowned slightly, "Let's talk in the car."

Xia Xiaorou hesitated for a moment, looked around, and found that no one was coming on the village road at this time. She bit her lip lightly and got on Yan Heng's carriage.

She knew that if she wanted to bring Song Yuan home, she had to have a good discussion with Yan Heng.

The carriage was warm as spring, and filled with a faint fragrance.

Xia Xiaorou sat opposite Yan Heng, gently brushing the snowflakes off her shoulders.

Yan Heng stared at her quietly, "What are your plans recently?"

Xia Xiaorou blinked. Why did Yan Heng ask this?

Does he still want her to enter Yanyuan?

No, she didn't want to go in.

"My sister will take me to live with her next year." Xia Xiaorou lied.

"Your sister?" Yan Heng's eyes narrowed slightly. "I've never heard you mention your sister before. Why did she suddenly take you to her house?"

"The love between sisters is thicker than blood. Even if we haven't seen each other for many years, we will still love each other," said Xia Xiaorou.

Actually, no.

Yan Heng leaned forward, "Do you hate going to Yan Garden so much?"

Xia Xiaorou lowered her eyes, "My status does not match, Mr. Yan."

Yan Yuan looked at her with deep eyes and snorted coldly, "Shanshan, go to Yan Yuan and pick up Song Yuan."

Shanshan looked behind him and said, "Yes, Master."

When the carriage arrived at Yanyuan, Yan Heng panted, opened the curtain and got off the carriage, then strode into Yanyuan with a flick of her sleeves.

The gatekeeper saw him coming back with a gloomy face, and was frightened and hurriedly saluted, "My dear."

Xia Xiaorou frowned and got out of the car.

She did not follow him in, but just stood outside the manor door waiting.

After waiting for a long time, Song Yuan finally ran out of the manor.

"Godmother, are you here to take me home?" Song Yuan threw himself into Xia Xiaorou's arms and shouted happily.

Xia Xiaorou touched his head and said, "Well, godmother will take you back. Also, godmother wants you to do a favor."

Song Yuan blinked, "What can I help you with?"

Xia Xiaorou took his hand and walked towards the village, "Let's go back and talk."

In front of the gate of Yanyuan, it was inconvenient for her to talk about her plan.

They were some distance away from Yanyuan, but still half a mile away from the village, when Xia Xiaorou whispered her plan to Song Yuan.

"Yuan'er, the eldest family wants to sell their house, but there is something wrong with their house. Think of a way to spread the news." Xia Xiaorou took out a handful of money from her bosom, "Here's the money for you. Give it to some friends in the village and ask them to help spread the word."