It's hard for my elder sister. I rely on the mountains to farm and pay off my debts.

Aunt Hu was suddenly bumped into by Song An and staggered a few steps, almost losing her balance. Her face turned ashen in an instant, and her green eyes widened even more, as if they were about to spit out fire.

"Hey, kid, why are you so unruly!"

She rubbed her hurt arm and rushed forward to attack.

Seeing this, Song Zhi hurried forward to protect Song An behind her, and said to Hu with a cold face:

"It's fine that Auntie said bad things about my aunt in front of me, but she slandered his mother in front of Xiao An. He was naturally angry. Auntie, you better be more careful with your words in the future."

Aunt Hu's little green bean's eyes widened with anger.

"How can you not tell the difference between good and bad, girl? I want to speak a fair word for you today, so that you, a silly girl, won't be treated like a slave again."

Song Huan frowned angrily and scolded loudly: "You are talking nonsense, our family is fine, it's not like what you said."

Song An also poked his head out and looked up at Song Zhi, "That's right, that's right, she's trying to sow discord between our family, sister, just ignore her."

When Aunt Hu heard the accusations from the two children, her face was distorted with anger. In order to get the information out of them, she suppressed her anger and wanted to make amends in front of Song Zhi.

"Listen to what your aunt says..."

Song Zhi was too lazy to play along any longer and interrupted, "If you're talking about working like a slave, there are actually a few people in my family who would do that. My grandma, my aunt, my uncle... no matter how you rank them, I'm not the one who comes out on top!"

"Aunt, please don't stir up trouble in front of me in the future. It not only makes me look ignorant, but also makes you look malicious."

When Song Zhi said this, her tone was sarcastic, which made Hu's face turn pale and blue.

She didn't expect Song Zhi, who usually gets angry easily, to react like this.

At this time, some villagers who came to watch the fun gradually gathered around, whispering or pointing.

"Azhi girl, you've really grown up to be able to say such words."

"This Hu Lan, she's everywhere. Maybe she heard that Song Zhi is selling food in the county town. What's she up to?"

Mrs. Hu knew that if she continued to pester him, she would get nothing out of it, so she had to give way in a sullen manner, muttering, "Forget it, forget it. I just meant well..."

Song Zhi was too lazy to pay attention to her and walked home with her brother and sister-in-law.

Song An, who was following behind Song Zhi, had a smile on his face. He had just seen how his sister defended his parents and retorted to that gossipy woman.

At this moment, Song An was very happy and jumped to the front.

"Grandma, Mom, we're back!"

Song An cheered and rushed to the yard, wanting to share his joy with his mother as soon as possible.

Song Huanyi followed closely behind. There were so many happy things today that the two children were eager to share them with their family.

But when they ran back home, they were dumbfounded.

Many villagers came to the small farmyard to chat about family matters.

The smiles on the two children's faces did not fade away in time.

When has their home ever been so lively?

Mrs. Wu stood up and said to her neighbor who had been chatting with her in the courtyard for a long time with a smile, "The children are back. I'll go check on them."

The villagers had heard that the Song family made a kind of food and sold it in the county town, and that business was booming.

Everyone was curious and wanted to take a look uncontrollably. They had been chatting for half an hour but didn't see the other party busy.

At this moment, several people who went to the city to sell goods came back. Some villagers felt embarrassed to stay any longer, so they said goodbye and left.

However, there were also villagers who wanted to find out more about the matter and asked, "Azhi girl, you're back. I heard you're selling food in the county and your business is pretty good. What kind of food do you serve?"

Song Zhi didn't give an ambiguous answer like Wu. Seeing the other party's direct question, she also replied frankly, "Oh, Auntie, you are asking about jelly?"

Someone took the opportunity to ask, "I heard that this food is doing very well in the county. Let's buy some to try tomorrow to show our support for you."

Song Zhi smiled generously and said, "I was negligent. I've been short of money for my medical treatment these years, and it's thanks to the uncles and aunts who have lent a hand. I don't have much to thank you for. Since you are interested in this jelly, I'll send it to you to try later."

Everyone was shocked, even Mrs. Wu didn't expect her granddaughter to say that.

The aunt who had just asked the question quickly waved her hand and refused, "That's impossible. I'm just asking out of curiosity, not trying to take advantage of you. Well, we've been out for quite a while, so we'll go back first."

People who come to visit the Song family just want to take a look, or find out what kind of food is cooked and whether they can make it at home.

The whole village is poor now. How can they not be tempted when they hear that the poorest family in the village can make money by making food?

Everyone's mind is as clear as a mirror.

But now Song Zhi wanted to give it to them for free, and they felt embarrassed, so they all said goodbye and left the Song family.

The villagers' thoughts are still very simple. Although they all have their own little thoughts, they still know when to take advantage of others and when not to take advantage of others.

If the elders in the family knew about this, they would definitely scold me.

After seeing the people off, Mrs. Wu closed the wooden gate of the fence.

She had never thought there was anything wrong with this simple wooden fence gate.

This time, looking at this wooden door that couldn't block anything, I couldn't help but sigh.

Song Zhi put down the backpack and turned around to see Grandma looking at the simple fence door with a worried look on her face. She sighed and asked, "Grandma, what happened?"

"I don't know who told them about you selling food in the city, but today a lot of them came to our house to inquire about it. If they come to our house every day, how are we going to prepare the food?"

"Your aunt has locked herself in the storage room now!" After saying that, he pointed to the tightly closed storage room opposite.

Song Zhi looked towards the utility room and saw that the door was opened a crack.

Two little heads popped out, and when they saw that their sister and brother had returned, they ran out cheering.

Song Zhiyuan was wondering why she didn't see these two people. It turned out that they were staying in the utility room with her aunt.

Song Zhi took her grandmother's arm and sat down under the pear tree in the yard.

"Don't worry, Grandma. Our family makes a very popular food, which is always a source of curiosity, isn't it?"

"Later, let's make some more jelly and send it to every household. This will not only appease the curiosity of most of the villagers, but also repay the favors we have owed them over the years."

Mrs. Wu originally thought that what her granddaughter said was just a polite remark, but it turned out that she was serious.

Now after listening to my granddaughter's words, I feel that it makes a lot of sense.

But there was still a question. Mrs. Wu asked inquiringly, "Is this jelly only given to those who lent money to our family, or to everyone?"

There are a total of thirty households in Xiaohezi Village. If we only give gifts to those who borrowed money, the twenty yuan will be enough.

Mrs. Wu was still willing to spend this little bit of money.

After all, this is a debt of favor owed by my family.