I asked you to dig wild vegetables to pay off your debt, not go up the mountain to pick up money!

"Ning girl, you are really good at talking."

Song Dashan couldn't help but clap his hands. His eldest son was an honest man who only knew how to work and couldn't get anything out of him with a stick. His eldest daughter-in-law was also a gentle and obedient person. He didn't know who Song An Ning took after. What she said just now made his blood boil.

"How about it, old man? Do you have the style I had back then?"

"Yes, absolutely!" Song Dashan smiled, and all the anger in his heart was released by Aning's scolding.

Zhang came out happily to greet him. What a relief! It was so satisfying!

Before, for the sake of their granddaughter, their family didn't want to make things too awkward with the He family. Now, seeing that Song An Ning finally let go of the boy from the He family, they feel really relieved.

Those little ones didn't even eat the meat anymore, they just stared blankly at Song An Ning. That old lady Zhao was considered a shrew in the village, she would start cursing if she disagreed with anything.

"Haha, that old hag looks like she's been chased by a mad dog. How funny."

"Sister An He, then Sister Ning is a mad dog, right?"

Song Zexun chewed on the chicken bones, his little head full of questions.

Song Anhe was so frightened that she quickly covered his mouth: "Go and chew your bones. If Sister Ning hears you, I'll beat you to death."

Song Zexun grumbled aggrievedly: "You were the one who said that..."

"Bah, what's the point of being a Tongsheng or not? It's like who has no Tongsheng? We don't care. Aning is chubby, and it makes people feel lucky just by looking at her. They are blind."

"Ning girl, don't take what that bastard said to heart. Others want to grow so much weight but don't even have the chance."

Zhang was afraid that Zhao Lanhua's words would hurt Song An Ning, so she quickly added a few words, but she was thinking in her heart: This girl broke off the engagement, and her temper is still so hot. I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to get married in the future.

Song Anning knew what Grandma was thinking and smiled nonchalantly, "We've called off the engagement, and we'll just be strangers from now on. I don't care what strangers say."

"That's right. Well, don't just stand here. Let's eat."

After Zhang finished speaking, she and Liu got busy, and Song Dashan handed the two strings of silver coins to Song An Ning.

"This is one hundred and fifty coins, Ning girl, please count it.

These two pheasants were fat and sold for a good price, one hundred and ninety cents.

Your second uncle spent 40 wen to buy you five catties of mixed grain rice, five catties of cornmeal, and two catties of mixed grain flour, spending 32 wen. Salt cost eight wen.

Song Nian put the salt wrapped in oil paper in Song An Ning's hand. There was only a little bit of it. She missed the salt that cost only two or three yuan in her previous life!!!

No, we have to upgrade the system quickly, Tongzi said, the system mall has everything, and there are too many things to buy at home.

Song An Ning counted out another twenty coins, divided them into two, and handed them to Song Dashan and Song Nian: "This is the hard work fee for Grandpa and Second Uncle. Go buy some wine, Grandpa."

"Good, good Aning, you have really grown up. Grandpa never does anything hard for you. This is too much."

Song Dashan took out six copper coins and handed them to Song Nian. He was the one who carried all the food back and worked hard. He couldn't let the second boy work in vain.

"Dad, what are you doing? When big brother is away, Aning is just like my daughter. How can a father ask for money for his daughter's hard work?"

Song Nian knew what his father was thinking. The old man had always been fair. When the family was divided, Song Xing was studying in town and it cost money, so the two elders didn't want to favor one over the other.

"Dad, the head of the family is very strong. He just carried some food. Why should he be paid for his hard work? We also eat Aning's chicken. We are a family. We can't count this for nothing."

Liu brought the meal and tried to persuade him. When Song Nian heard what his wife said, he seemed to remember something and his face turned red. Liu glanced at Song Nian, blushed as well, and walked away shyly.

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Song Anning seemed to understand something. What was it? Nothing much, just a car wheel suddenly ran over her face.

Song Nian touched his face and grabbed a few copper coins uncomfortably: "Dad, I'll go to the village to get you some wine. Hehe, I'll have a drink too."

"Hahaha, fine! Go call your second uncle, let's drink and eat meat!"

There were still 145 coins left, and Song An Ning planned to pay back a few families first. She told Song Dashan about her thoughts. The old man patted her shoulder with great satisfaction, and his eyes were red.

"Okay, okay! I, Aning, have grown up. If your father knew, he would definitely be happy."

Everyone in the village said that Song Feng and Song Zeyu were eaten by wild beasts, but Song Dashan didn't believe it and didn't accept this result. He believed that one day he would see his son and grandson at his doorstep.

There were two tables in the room. Song Dashan, Song Erhe and Song Nian set up a small table in the inner room, and the large table outside was left for the children.

As Song Dashan said, "Let's eat," everyone started eating.

Song Anning also picked up the bowl and started eating. Rice is still delicious. Whole grains are a bit choking.

When stewing the chicken, grandma added a lot of mushrooms and bamboo shoots. After being soaked in chicken soup, the chicken became crispy and refreshing. Then, a piece of chicken soaked in the soup was picked up. The meat was tender but chewy.

Zhang also made a plate of scrambled eggs with wild onions and a wild vegetable soup cooked in chicken broth.

Everyone was a little embarrassed to eat it at first, but as soon as the meat entered their mouths, before their tongues had time to react, they swallowed it and couldn't help but pick up another piece.

"Good, Rourou is so good..."

The little ones had tears in their eyes and their cheeks were bulging with food. It would be great if they could eat meat every meal.

After eating and drinking, everyone rubbed their stomachs and complained that they were very full. Song Anning took the two children back home, holding the food that Zhang had left for her mother.

It was already mid-afternoon and he didn't have the energy to go up the mountain again. He sent his younger brother and sister home, served Wang Ying'er dinner, and then found the IOU from the cabinet and studied it carefully.

The compensation for Song Zeyuan and his sister was 129 wen of silver, plus the wen from selling the pheasant today, there were still wen in the system.

She decided to pay back one or two taels of silver first, and keep the remaining few hundred coins for household expenses.

According to the order in which the IOUs were written, Song An Ning was the first to find A Qingniang, who had banged the door and cursed people yesterday.

"Auntie, you were the first one to write an IOU yesterday. Twenty copper coins, please count them."

Ah Qingniang, who was sitting in the house picking her feet, covered her mouth in disbelief when she saw Song An Ning returning the money.

"..."

"Return the money? Really?"

She thought that the IOU was just written for fun. They had agreed that if Song An Ning couldn't pay back the money after a year, they would go to the village head to ask for an explanation.

After placing twenty coins on the dining table at Ah Qing's house, Song An Ning took out two copper coins from his pocket and said apologetically:

"I took your food without your permission before. These two cents are not much, it's interest. Use it to buy some candy for Ah Qing and the others."

Ah Qingniang was chewing her fingers with an expression as if she had seen a ghost. Song An Ning did not stay for long and turned to go to the next house.

Only after she walked out of the yard did Ah Qing's mother chase after her in a hurry, slipping on her slippers.