Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

However, Song Jinxiu and his group entered the village at noon.

Song Fuquan drove the ox cart directly to the village head's house.

The villagers we occasionally met on the road were also in a hurry.

"Hey, Chunsheng is back. Is your leg better now?"

Song Chunsheng said, "Yes, I'm fine now, but I can't get out of bed yet. The doctor said I need to rest for a month."

"Of course. A broken bone will take a hundred days to heal, or even a month later, and you can't do heavy work. Wait until you're fully recovered."

Another person said, "Then where will you live when you go home? If there's nowhere to stay, my family can only accommodate one person, but no more."

"No need, uncle. I live at the village head's house."

"Okay. Well, you guys should go home quickly. I'm helping you build a house, so I have to go over there quickly."

"Thank you for your hard work, uncle."

"Why is it so hard? It's only fifteen cents a day. It's not for nothing, hahaha."

It turned out that these people were helping to build the house.

The village head explained, "There are too many people. I don't have the energy to provide meals, so I give more money. 20 wen for the skilled workers and 15 wen for the unskilled workers. I'm keeping a record of it. We can settle it later."

Song Chunsheng quickly said, "Grandpa is the boss. There's no need to reconcile the accounts."

The brother and sister discussed it and decided that the one thousand taels would be given to the village head. The house would be built according to the drawings drawn by Song Jinxiu, and the land would be bought by the village head, who could decide how much to buy.

After all, if the Song family knew that they were building houses and buying land, they would definitely come and make trouble.

Even if they were adopted, they couldn't beat their biological father, so they had to rely on the village head to support them in the future.

In fact, they knew in their hearts that the village head would not treat them unfairly.

The village head said with a smile: "Even if you don't check the account, I will keep it for you.

I was originally hesitant about buying land, fearing that if I bought too much, your father and others would take advantage of it. I felt so sorry for you.

In fact, I have thought it through. If they really make trouble, I will spend some money to completely buy out their kindness in raising me.

But this time, the adoption documents have been completed. After the passage of time, you will completely cut off all ties with your father and his family. Even if you have a lot of money in the future, they will not have a share. You are all from my third uncle's branch, hahaha..."

Song Fuquan covered his face and said: Grandpa, it's so embarrassing. He is Brother Chunsheng's biological father after all. Isn't it bad for you to gloat over his misfortune?

The village head laughed heartily and looked at Song Jinxiu and her sister. "And you two, all the sesame candies you bring back to your parents' home in the future will be mine. Oh, just thinking about it makes me so happy!"

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "If you want to eat hemp candy, I can buy it for you right now."

The village head shook his head: "That's different. It won't taste the same if you eat it now."

According to the local custom, a married woman must bring back a kind of fried noodles when she returns to her parents' home in the first year.

Use eggs, sugar, and white flour to ferment, knead into a dough, roll it into a thick pancake with a rolling pin, cut into large rectangles, and fry in oil.

The fried sesame candy is golden, crispy, sweet and fragrant.

Some daughters love their parents and always bring some candy when they go back to their parents' home. Those who bring more candy are filial daughters.

"came back?"

When the village head heard the ox cart coming in, she hurried out of the house.

"Oh, Chunsheng is back too? Is that great?"

The village head grandmother was in a good mood today. Chunsheng was adopted by her third uncle, and she could finally stand up straight in front of her father-in-law.

She only had two sons, and when she said she wanted to adopt them to her third uncle, she didn't say it, but she felt really uncomfortable in her heart, so her face was naturally unhappy.

I don’t know if Uncle San suddenly announced that he would live alone for the rest of his life because he was unhappy with himself.

Because of this, her father-in-law has always disliked her.

But today, when she went to deliver food to her father-in-law, he was in a good mood and even praised her for her delicious cooking.

I also heard from the head of the family that Chunsheng and his family had received a huge amount of foreign money, which was enough to buy hundreds of acres of land.

She was jealous at first, but then she heard the head of the family's analysis, saying that Chunsheng and his family were now adopted by his third uncle, and if the child lived well, wouldn't her family benefit from it?

Not to mention anything else, during the holidays, how could this child come here empty-handed?

Her family originally had more than 50 acres of land, which no one could compare to except Song Dashi's family.

Otherwise, how could only their two families send their grandchildren to school?

Now, the grandson that Song Dashi didn't want was adopted into their family with a huge fortune. Humph, if Song Dashi's wife, that quarrelsome woman, knew about this, I wonder if she would be furious. Thinking about it, the village head's wife was happy.

The village head's grandmother was in high spirits. Before Chunsheng could answer, she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

"Oh, oh, is this Jinxiu and Jinfang? Oh, Qiusheng? Oh, how come they have changed so much? I can't recognize them."

Song Jinfang asked in surprise, "Grandma, how do you know my sister's name is Jinxiu and mine is Jinfang?"

"Well, I heard from your brother Fuquan that you two have names now, and you emphasized that we should call each other by our names from now on, and not call each other San Ya or Wu Ya anymore. So I remembered that, didn't I?"

"Um"

Song Jinfang immediately laughed and said, "Grandma Lizheng has a good memory. Grandpa Lizheng always forgets that my name is Jinfang."

The village head smiled and said, "Don't forget it, little Jinfang, and call me Grandpa. We are a family from now on, so just call me Second Grandpa."

"Yes, Second Grandpa"

"Hahaha, okay, old lady, have you cooked yet? The children are hungry. Where are the eldest and second eldest children?"

"They went to take food to the eldest and second sons. Chunsheng's house needed someone, so they didn't go home for lunch."

Then he added, "I'm going to cook now. I didn't know Chunsheng and the others would be back. That's why I didn't cook much."

Jinxiu quickly said, "Second Madam, I bought some rice, flour, buns, and vegetable cakes. Let's have some buns and some noodle soup."

As she spoke, she picked up a bag of rice and walked towards the kitchen.

The village head grandmother quickly stopped them and said, "Hey, save this rice and flour for when you move to your new home."

"This is bought for our family. We'll eat it later, Second Madam. We have money now." Song Jinxiu smiled and blinked.

The village head grandmother smiled and hit her, "How can you say that about your own family?"

The village head was overjoyed when she said our family, but he still tried to keep a straight face and said angrily:

"That won't work. You're all still young. If you don't be careful, even if you have a mountain of gold, you'll eventually run out of it."

Song Jinxiu quickly said, "I understand. I will be frugal and manage my household well from now on. I will never waste money recklessly."

After the family had a lively meal, the four brothers and sisters became a little restless.

It’s their new house. There was no way to buy it in the county, but now that they are back, how can they hold back and not go to see it?

Song Jinxiu said, "Brother, wait a minute. I'll get you a pair of crutches, then pull you on a flatbed cart and we'll go look at the house."

Song Chunsheng nodded, "Okay."

Fuquan said, "I'll go with you."

It’s easy to make a walking stick. Just find two wooden sticks with branches.

Fuquan wrapped some discarded clothes around the tree branch again. Song Chunsheng put them under his armpits, took two slow steps, and tried it out. He nodded and said, "It works."

Song Fuquan found another cart and said with a smile, "You can use a cane occasionally, but for long distances, you'd better take a cart.