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

Halfway through the journey, he happened to meet Wang Qiuyue who was delivering vegetables to his second grandfather's house. He took the bowl from Wang Sheng's hand and went with her.

When we arrived at Song Erhe's house, the whole family had just finished cooking, and the second grandmother and three daughters-in-law were serving the food in the kitchen.

He has a large family, with three sons who have more than ten children. Eating is like a war, and often a full pot is not enough.

A black multi-grain pancake, and a big pot of wild vegetable soup with wisps of egg drops floating in it, the kind that are negligible.

Seeing Song An Ning and others coming, Second Madam Qi warmly invited them in for dinner, but there was no sign of Song Erhe.

"Second Grandma, I made some food. Please try my cooking."

Handing over the wooden basin and the large bowl, Qi stared at the whole chicken in the wooden basin in amazement.

"Aning, you prodigal child, why are you giving this good thing away? Take it back and keep it for yourself."

When Qi came back from the mountain, she heard Song Erhe talking about Song An Ning and the wolf pack, and she also teased with a smile that those little greedy cats could have a good meal of meat.

Now she's eating meat too? Even her own granddaughter didn't let her eat meat...

While she was stunned, Song An Ning had already gone to the kitchen and asked her aunt for a wooden basin, and poured the soup and meat into it.

Song Erhe's eldest daughter-in-law looked at the golden eggs fried in the plate, feeling both happy and distressed.

They were only willing to put one egg in the wild vegetable and egg soup for the whole family, but the scrambled eggs that Aning brought required at least five or six.

There is also something called preserved eggs. My mother-in-law said that one preserved egg costs several cents. There are seven or eight of them on the plate. Is this something they can eat?

"Old man, please set aside two bowls of these and serve the rest on the table.

This is Aning's gift to us, so I shamelessly accepted it."

Qi held Song An Ning's hand, tears welling up in her eyes. His family had little land and many people, and they could not eat meat twice in half a year.

When the pork was distributed yesterday, Song An Ning gave his family a big piece, and today she brought another big basin. How could she thank him properly?

"Where's my second grandfather? Why isn't he home?"

Song An Ning asked casually. She had just heard Wang Qiuyue say on the road that Song Nian was not at home either.

When we got here, our second grandfather and his sons were not there. None of the male members of the Song family were in the village. This was strange.

"Hey……"

Qi found some small stools for a few people to sit on, and then said helplessly.

"It's your aunt. Something happened in that house. I'm afraid it's not good."

"Oh, I knew it..."

Song An Ning snorted lightly. Since her grandmother hesitated and refused to say anything, she guessed that this matter must be related to her aunt Song Juaner.

Song Juan'er is a born bad person. She can't stand it if others live better than her.

If she wants something, she will do whatever it takes to get it. If she doesn't have something that others have, she will either steal it or destroy it.

The drought and lack of rain over the past two years have kept the river water level low. A merchant ship from the town ran aground in the river near Banyue Village. The ship's owner, a businessman in his 40s, had been staying in Banyue Village for some time.

Later, Song Juan'er offered herself to the man and became his concubine.

I would rather be the wife of a poor family than the concubine of a rich family.

This incident brought disgrace upon the Song family in the village. During those days, Zhang cried all day, saying she had failed to raise her daughter well.

In fact, Song Juaner doesn't need anyone to teach her. Her badness is in her bones and no amount of teaching will help.

Song Anning and Wang Qiuyue were both unmarried girls, so Qi couldn't say much.

The general meaning is: Song Juan'er had a bad behavior, so she was beaten half to death and kicked out by that family, and the baby in her belly was also lost.

On the way back, the atmosphere was particularly gloomy. I had lost all hope of having a big meal.

"A Ning, are you worried that I'll tell others? I swear I won't say a word."

This news could definitely be called a scandal. Wang Qiuyue felt that as an outsider, knowing this made Song An Ning feel uncomfortable, so she sincerely raised three fingers and swore.

"Sister Qiuyue, what are you doing? We are together every day, like sisters, so what if they knew?

Just now I saw those aunts and sisters-in-law at Second Grandma's house; they should know. Third Aunt's mouth is as loose as the waistband of cotton trousers. In three days, the whole village will know.

"Are you worried about your aunt?"

“Oh, I’m worried about myself!

Being kicked out, she naturally has to return to the village. What good will it be for her to come back?"

"I heard from my mother before that the head wife of that family is a powerful woman and has tortured Song Juan'er a lot in the past two years.

I'm worried she's even more frantic than before."

What Song An Ning didn't say was that if Song Juan'er came back, the family business would have no chance of doing well, as she would find ways to steal the recipe and sell it to others at a high price.

She had planned everything, but she hadn't managed to escape the troublesome Song Juan'er. Who could have thought that she would come back?

Wang Qiuyue kicked the mud on the road and said thoughtfully, "I've only heard that divorced women can return home. Your aunt is like this. The elders won't agree, right?"

"Yeah! How could I have forgotten about those old men?"

This was an ancient time when family reputation and women's chastity were extremely important. The villagers would not agree to let a woman like Song Juaner return to the village.

I'm afraid that Song Dashan will be soft-hearted and secretly bring Song Juaner back and hide her at home.

Never mind, when the enemy comes, we will fight him with our soldiers and when the water comes, we will block it with earth. Grandpa and grandma dote on Song Juaner, but they also have to think about the girls in the family.

There are still many good things in her mall. If they don't seize the opportunity to make a fortune and give it away for nothing, she won't care anymore. She will just buy the goods that Zuixianju wants from the mall.

After this ideological struggle, Song Anning finally felt a little better.

"Let's go home and eat meat!"

At noon, the sun shines into the yard, making it bright and warm.

Outside the wall, several peach trees are covered with pink flowers, and petals occasionally fall, which is poetic and picturesque.

There was a table full of dishes on the stone table in the courtyard, and Song An Ning also specially bought a pot of peach blossom wine from the mall.

"This is the peach blossom wine I bought in town. We have nothing to do this afternoon, so let's have a couple of sips."

Wang Qiuyue nodded a little embarrassedly. She had never drunk alcohol before. If she got drunk, Aning would laugh at her.

The rabbit meat becomes extremely tender during the slow cooking process, and it melts in your mouth with a delicious taste.

"Sister Qiuyue, eat meat. Don't pick up wild vegetables, they are for relieving greasiness. You can still feel full by eating meat."

Song Anning was not too hungry, so he ate a few bites of meat and drank a sip of wine. Under the influence of alcohol, Wang Qiuyue was no longer as reserved as before.

"Aning, I'll toast you a glass. You saved Ah Sheng's life, and mine too..."

"This preserved egg is really delicious. I want to have a few more bites..."

After two glasses of wine, Wang Qiuyue didn't give Song An Ning a chance to speak and kept talking.

From her mother's death to how her father married He Fangfang, and even some unknown gossip in the village.

Song Anning just listened quietly, occasionally agreeing.

Wang Qiuyue is usually as obedient as a little lamb and rarely speaks loudly.

Look at her now, with her heroic sitting posture and hearty laughter, she needs to vent and talk.

This body had never drunk alcohol before. After three glasses of wine, Song An Ning's face flushed and her eyes began to blur.

In a trance, she seemed to see a handsome man standing outside the door, looking at her inquiringly, with a faint smile on his lips...