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

When Song Liu was selling his house, he was also looking for a buyer for his land.

Although the house only had five rooms, many people asked about it; but the land consisted of forty acres, and the price was very high, and it had to be sold all at once, so almost no one dared to ask about it.

Mrs. Song Liu was anxious, and had no choice but to lower the price a little, to six taels per acre.

After hearing the news, Xia Xiaorou immediately took Song Yanbai to buy land.

Unexpectedly, when Mrs. Song Liu saw them coming, she rolled her eyes and said coldly, "You are late. The owner of Yanyuan said he wants to buy it." Then she snorted contemptuously, "He bought 40 acres in one go. Can you afford it?"

"You bought the house at a low price, and now you want to buy my land at a low price too? You're dreaming!" Song Cuixi on the side also echoed, her face full of pride and disdain.

"Xiao Rou, the owner of Yanyuan is very wealthy. We can't compare with him. Let it go?" Song Yanbai persuaded helplessly.

Xia Xiaorou was a little confused. Why did Yan Heng suddenly want to buy land?

She pursed her lips, said nothing, and turned to leave.

However, Song Liu laughed mockingly behind her.

The laughter was harsh and sharp, like a knife stabbing Xia Xiaorou's heart.

"Xia, you don't want Wenshan, and you always want to climb up the ladder in Yanyuan. Why don't you ask the owner of Yanyuan for it? In this way, you can get forty acres of land without spending a penny." The implication of this statement is that Xia Xiaorou should sacrifice her looks to get forty acres of land.

When Song Wenshan heard this, his face suddenly became gloomy, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes: "Sister-in-law! How can you say that about Xiaorou?"

"Am I wrong? Do you think I don't know what she's thinking? Humph." Song Liu rolled her eyes, with a hint of contempt and disdain in her tone.

Being ridiculed by Song Liu, Xia Xiaorou couldn't help but feel angry, but she didn't explode immediately.

She took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at Song Liu sharply.

Thinking back to the time when it was Song Liu who pushed her towards Yan Heng, and now it was Song Liu who mocked her for having an impure relationship with Yan Heng! She couldn't help but sneer.

"Liu, didn't you hope that Cuixi could enter Yanyuan? You scolded me when I didn't help you get Cuixi into Yanyuan. It's you and your daughter who have been eyeing the owner of Yanyuan, right? Cuixi is an unmarried girl, and the owner of Yanyuan must like her more. Your family doesn't have to sell the land, and you can get the money for the forty acres of land. Isn't that better?"

"Xia, what do you mean!" Song Liu was furious when she heard this. She widened her eyes and her face flushed, as if she had been poked in a sore spot.

Xia Xiaorou gave her a cold look, then turned and left, leaving Song Liu stamping her feet in anger.

Song Yanbai's eyes widened, and he said in shock, "Sister-in-law, you actually plan to give Cuixi to the owner of Yanyuan? Cuixi is still a little girl!"

However, Mrs. Song Liu shouted angrily: "This is our family's business, you don't have to worry about it! Get out of here right now!" She pushed Song Yanbai out of the house without any hesitation and slammed the door shut.

After leaving Song Liu's home, Xia Xiaorou and Song Yanbai returned to their newly purchased house.

After failing to buy the land, Chu Xianyun and Song Yanbai comforted Xia Xiaorou and told her not to be too anxious.

After all, it is not easy to buy other people's land, and it is winter now, so even if you buy the land, it will just be left idle waiting for sowing in spring.

Spring comes late in the northern region, and farming usually begins after the first month of the lunar year.

Xia Xiaorou didn't worry too much about this matter, she knew very well that there was no need to rush.

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After selling her land and house, Song Liu only got about two hundred taels of silver, which was still a long way from five hundred taels. After borrowing money from everywhere, she rushed to the county town and found the scholar Chen she had met before. She handed the five hundred taels of silver to him without hesitation and entrusted him to write a complaint and submit it to the county government.

The Spring and Autumn style of writing added silver to the millstone, and Song Wenshan's intentional homicide became accidental homicide, and the death penalty became exile.

However, the exile was not long, only fifteen years.

But even so, Song Liu was still worried.

Because the place of exile was not the warm Lingnan, but Long'an Prefecture, where it snowed for half a year and was often freezing cold.

While other families were busy preparing for the New Year, Song Liu watched her son being escorted to the snowy Long'an Prefecture on the last day of the New Year.

Looking at the tearful Song Liushi and Song Wenshan who was dragged away by the yamen runners because he was crying and reluctant to leave Zhongyuan, Song Gaofu did not feel sorry for them at all. Instead, he scolded Song Liushi, "Why are you crying? It's New Year's Day, and you've cried away all my wealth!"

These days, Song Liu was scolded by Song Gaofu for being a spendthrift and was often slapped in the face.

In order to save her second son's life and the future of her family, she sold her land and house and was left with a lot of debt.

I’m afraid it’s going to be a tough year.

In previous years, if Song Gaofu dared to yell at her once, she would yell at him ten times. But now, not only did she not dare to talk back, she even dared not say a word when she was beaten.

She was afraid of being divorced by Song Gaofu.

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On New Year’s Eve, every household has a New Year’s Eve dinner.

Song Yanbai and Chu Xianyun also prepared some dishes, wine and fruits, ready to spend a simple and warm New Year with Xia Xiaorou and Song Yuan.

The family of four had just finished their New Year's Eve dinner. Xia Xiaorou gave Song Yuan a red envelope, and Zhu Yun from Yanyuan came again.

"Madam Xia, my husband wants me to take Yuan'er to Yanyuan to celebrate the New Year. Also, Madam Zhu wants to ask Madam Xia something."

Thinking that Song Yuan was living well in Yanyuan and had learned a lot of skills, Song Yanbai and Chu Xianyun readily agreed that Song Yuan should go to Yanyuan immediately.

Xia Xiaorou was confused. What could happen to Yan Heng during the New Year?

Doesn’t he celebrate the New Year?

In her previous life, Yan Heng did not spend the New Year with her.

At this time, she did not dare to disobey Yan Heng and had to agree to go.

"It's snowing hard outside, just take my carriage." Zhu Yun said.

She helped Xia Xiaorou into the carriage, turned around to look at Song Yuan, and saw that the child was already climbing out holding up her robe.

Zhu Yun smiled slightly and carried him into the carriage.

Zhu Yun drove the carriage herself and brought Xia Xiaorou and Song Yuan to Yanyuan.

Shanliang, who was guarding the door, saw Song Yuan and immediately waved, "Little guy, follow me."

Song Yuan's kung fu was mostly taught by Shanliang.

Seeing Shande, Song Yuan walked over respectfully, "Master Shan."

Xia Xiaorou knew that the route she took was different from Song Yuan's, and this time, it was probably not Madam Zhu who was looking for her.

"What do you want to talk to me about, Mr. Yan?" Xia Xiaorou looked at Zhu Yun.

Zhu Yun pursed her lips and smiled, "On New Year's Eve, of course we have to eat New Year's Eve dinner."

"I've eaten." Xia Xiaorou frowned slightly.

"But my husband hasn't eaten yet." Zhu Yun smiled.

Xia Xiaorou pursed her lips, asked no more questions, and followed Zhu Yun to the small garden in Yanyuan.

As usual, Zhu Yun led the person in, but did not go in. He closed the door and left.

Xia Xiaorou walked forward alone.

Today's small garden is arranged differently from the past.

In addition to hanging many festive lanterns, some plum blossoms were also placed.

Yan Heng, dressed in a light blue brocade robe and a dark black cloak, stood by the hot spring pool, staring at a painting on the table in a trance.

His expression was gentle.

It can be seen that Yan Heng is in a very good mood today.

Xia Xiaorou walked over and bowed slightly, "Mr. Yan."

Yan Heng turned around and waved at her, "Come and look at this painting."

Xia Xiaorou walked over and found that the painting was of Song Yuan.

Under the plum tree, Song Yuan was dancing with a spear. Although he was a little boy but very smart, he danced very well.

"It's a very realistic painting." Xia Xiaorou praised.

"Ji Qingchen drew this. He is quite talented." Yan Heng retracted his gaze, put his arm around her waist, looked at her eyes and said, "Do you think that if we have a child, will it be so smart?"

Xia Xiaorou raised her head and looked at Yan Heng. His gaze was very deep, like an unfathomable lake.

Song Yuan was taken very good care of by Yan Heng, and it seemed that Yan Heng loved children very much.

She was struggling in her heart, wondering whether she should tell him about the child.

He can love Song Yuan, but he also loves this child more, right?