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

Song Zhi was carrying a pottery basin and looking for the past.

Doctor Zheng and his team had already bought the meat and were waiting in the open space in front of the meat market.

When Song Huan saw her sister coming, she immediately waved her hands and called out loudly, "Sister, we are here."

Seeing the pottery basin in her niece's arms, Yang hurried over to help take it. "Why did you buy another pottery basin?"

Song Zhi did not refuse and handed the pottery basin to Yang.

She rubbed her sore hands and explained, "I forgot to mention that Aunt Ma's stall next door has added another twenty yuan worth of jelly. Add to that the jelly we ordered for the teahouse this morning, and we don't have any more bowls for our jelly at home."

People who have come from poor times have developed the habit of frugality and would rather spend every penny in half.

Even if the family starts to make money, they still believe that they should not spend money unless it is necessary.

Song Zhi grew up with her grandmother, so she could guess what her aunt was thinking.

She was not in a hurry to immediately change her aunt and the others' deeply rooted perceptions, so Song Zhi did not show any impatience when explaining.

After hearing what her niece said, Yang suddenly realized, "Azhi, you are really thoughtful."

After the uncle and nephew got on the ox cart, Doctor Zheng asked the driver to drive out of the city.

The ox cart stopped at the entrance of the village. After Song Zhi and Doctor Zheng expressed their gratitude, the two sides immediately separated.

This time, whenever Song Zhi walked home, the villagers would curiously ask, "Why are you back so early today?"

But no one stopped her to ask further questions like he did yesterday.

Song Zhi sighed in her heart, it seemed that she had made the right decision to give the jelly.

She's already seen it and tasted it, so it's not a good idea to stop her, right?

Therefore, the best way to deal with curiosity is to be open and honest instead of trying to hide it.

Song Zhi returned home happily, and saw her grandmother and two younger brothers at home in the yard, and no neighbors came to visit.

Song An looked around and asked curiously, "Grandma, no one from the village is coming to our house today, right?"

Wu nodded. "This morning I went to your grandmother Tian's to buy mung beans, and I heard that the clan leader had said that no one in the village is allowed to come to our house for no reason, otherwise they will look down on us."

Song Zhi's heart sank, but it turned out that there was also the factor of the clan leader's grandfather coming forward.

"The clan leader meant well. Seeing you delivering jelly to every household, he thought you were forced to do this."

Song Zhi said in silence, "That's because Xiao An and the others didn't explain it clearly to the clan leader yesterday, so he misunderstood. I'll go explain it to him later."

Wu waved her hand and said, "I've already told him what the clan leader meant. It's all said and done. Just let us focus on our business."

She beckoned her granddaughter to sit down first, then asked, "How are your herbs selling today? Are the merchants willing to buy them?"

Without waiting for Song Zhi to answer, Song Huan excitedly approached Wu and said with sparkling eyes, "I sold them all, and even made a lot of money. Sister, don't you think I'm right?"

Song Zhi smiled and nodded, then took out the money from her cloth bag and put it on the table.

"Grandma, I've sold all the herbs I brought out today. The total is 4 taels and 300 coins. Please count the amount."

When Wu unwrapped the package, she saw four small silver coins of the same size and three strings of copper coins lying quietly inside. Her hands trembled as she touched the money.

Since her son went to the battlefield, there has been no money in the family. Mrs. Wu feels both happy and sad.

She touched the silver and pushed the money to her granddaughter, "Keep this money and return it to the villagers."

Song Zhi did not agree, but suggested: "Grandma, these herbs are picked by my aunt in the mountains every day, and the money should belong to her."

"Besides, we previously agreed that I would earn the money to pay off the debt. I can't just go back on my word and make a killing, right?"

Song Zhi said this because, firstly, she didn't want to cancel the bet, and secondly, she wanted to make her aunt happy.

After all, she has been wronged in this family over the years.

Yang's attitude towards her niece had also changed. After hearing what she said, she quickly stated, "We are all family. It was okay when we didn't have money before, but now that we have money, we should work together."

"Besides, I didn't collect these herbs by myself. You and mother also contributed. Give them to me no matter how good they are."

Mrs. Wu glanced at her daughter-in-law and nodded in agreement.

She didn't marry the wrong wife. Although she is a little impatient and has some small thoughts in her mind, she can still make clear decisions on major issues.

Having said that, there is still a fundamental difference between holding the money in your own hands and having the money belong to your family.

Song Zhi still insisted, "Grandma, Doctor Zheng said, 'A man without faith cannot stand.' I don't want to be someone who goes back on his word. Please let me give it a try and see if I can do it within three months."

She patted her chest proudly, her eyes sparkling, "Grandma, I believe I can do it! Don't you believe in me?"

When Mrs. Wu looked at her granddaughter like this, she seemed to see her youngest son flying freely. She held his hand before leaving, with a confident look on her face.

Azhi has really grown up and looks more and more like her father.

Several children, especially the older ones Song An and Song Huan, also looked at their elder sister with admiration.

What Song Zhi didn't know was that what she said today was firmly engraved in the hearts of the two children and became the code of conduct throughout their lives.

Mrs. Wu was very relieved and turned her head to touch the tears that were about to overflow from the corners of her eyes.

Then she divided the money on the table into three parts and pushed one ounce of silver in front of Song Zhi, "Since you say so, you have made the greatest contribution to the collection of herbs. The collection and sale are all your credit.

"Ordinarily, I'd give you half, but the family hasn't split up yet, so I'll give you the remaining one or two taels."

Likewise, she also gave Yang a tael of silver, "Mei Niang has made great efforts in collecting herbs. You can keep this tael of silver for yourself. I don't care how you spend it. Just like Ah Zhi, you should give this tael to me."

"Do you have any opinions?"

Yang's face was full of smiles, "No problem, no problem."

The villagers were very poor at the time. In order to gather strength to the greatest extent, all the money earned by the sons and daughters-in-law in the village who had not separated from the family had to be handed over to the public treasury.

Only a small number of families might give 10% or 20% to their sons.

Her mother-in-law was just like her and gave her half. What else could she be dissatisfied with?

Yang was extremely satisfied at this moment, and was thinking about when she could find some time to buy some food and go back to her parents' home.

Her family was poor and couldn't give her money, but every time her mother came home to see her grandson, she would bring something with her.

She also wanted to buy some food to honor her parents.

Seeing that her aunt was so happy, Song Zhi wanted to refuse. Did her aunt want to refuse too?

She stretched out her hand, but finally retracted it.