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

After leaving the old patriarch, she went to the village head's house.

Asking the old patriarch to help sell ginseng is to find a legitimate source of money for yourself.

You can't just claim that you've received a gift from a noble person and have endless money to spend, right?

After all, she had spent almost all of the one thousand taels on building a house and buying land.

She was not someone who could endure hardships. She couldn't farm, do business, and accumulate wealth bit by bit.

She is not really poor. She has space. She can obviously become rich overnight. Why can't she live a rich life in one step?

Are you worried about people suspecting the source of your money? There are many ways to solve this problem, such as selling ginseng.

The old patriarch waited for Song Jinxiu to leave before he said to Song Qingshan, who was standing next to him, dumbfounded from beginning to end, "What do you think of Xiu'er?"

Song Qingshan sighed, "She is a lucky girl, generous, grateful, and clever. Grandpa, I think this girl is no worse than a boy."

He is indeed a lucky person. Some people may not even see a Bangchui nest or a Bangchui hair even if they guard the mountains for their whole life.

It is indeed generous. Who wouldn't hide the ginseng treasure if they got it, for fear that others would get a single whisker of it?

Thinking of the child's "snap, snap, snap" sound as she broke off the ginseng roots, and the playful way she said, "I'm so lucky," the old patriarch couldn't help but laugh and shook his head: "What a silly child."

The old patriarch looked up at the sky and said, "It would be great if it was a boy!"

"Qingshan, spread the word. Tell them that Xiu girl dug up two ginseng treasures. I sold one for her, and the other is with me. Xiu girl said that these are for the villagers to save their lives, and they don't charge. If anyone needs ginseng slices to save their lives in the future, just come to me and get them."

The child's gratitude should be known to the whole village. The old patriarch is the best at winning people's hearts.

He thought for a moment and said, "As for the fact that the girl still has the club in her hand, let's keep it a secret for now. After all, some people just don't know what's good for them. Don't let them get jealous and cause trouble later."

Just like Song Dashi's family, one of the four pillars lost a hand, and who knows what will happen?

After leaving the old patriarch's place, Song Jinxiu went to find the village head.

Song Jinxiu told the headman the purpose of her visit, and of course he had no objection. Buying land meant buying property for Chunsheng, and he was very happy.

This girl still has money in her hand.

"Don't worry, I know that area well. It's all wasteland and worthless. If you need it, just expand the area.

It just so happens that I have to go to the county today to check out the Four Pillars and get the land documents for you."

"Hey!"

He sighed as he spoke, "One of the four pillars' hands is gone, it's all rotten."

I don't know what the old woman Song was thinking. When her son was injured like that, she didn't go to the Li Family Clinic, which is the best for bone injuries. Instead, she found a traveling doctor to apply a plaster. In the end, the whole hand was black. She had no choice but to go to Huimin Clinic. It was sawed off.

Song Jinxiu knew that even if he didn't saw it off, his hand would be crippled.

"Did he tell us how much compensation we should pay?"

Based on her understanding of the Song family, they would definitely ask for an exorbitant price. And the village head wouldn't agree, so after bargaining, how much compensation would they have to pay?

"I was just about to tell you about this. Their house is a bit of a mess right now, so I guess they won't be able to mess with you guys for a while."

Song Jinxiu was stunned. What did that mean? Was there a quarrel among their own family?

The village head said, "It was your father. After returning from your house, he suddenly collapsed in bed and couldn't move."

The village head lowered his voice and said, "Girl, did you fail? You didn't cure him. Is he suffering from sequelae?"

"That shouldn't be the case? I checked him and found nothing wrong with him." Song Jinxiu was also puzzled.

The scumbag dad is paralyzed. Is this retribution?

"I was afraid they would blame you, but this time your father is not confused. He said it has nothing to do with you. He was paralyzed because of the fourth brother. The fourth brother was hospitalized in the county, so he had to go to the provincial capital for treatment."

The village head looked as if he was being sensible.

Song Jinxiu also felt that the sun was rising from the west.

According to her, this scumbag father is a fool. He should just change his name with his stepfather and call himself Song Bangchui.

A fool suddenly changed his attitude, and I don’t know if he had bad intentions.

But, who cares about them? They have already broken up. It's fine as long as they don't make a fuss and live their own lives. If they make a fuss, there's nothing to worry about.

Song Jinxiu thought, let's go buy some people right now, buy a few strong ones. When the time comes, even if the Song family gets into trouble, with so many people, are you afraid that they won't be able to protect their family?

After returning home, Song Jinxiu discussed with her brother and asked him to go find the village head.

"Brother, I just came back from my second grandfather's place. I bought the land around our house. But I forgot to tell him about building a house.

I want him to help us contact the builder, and I'd like him to find the same builder who built our house before."

Song Chunsheng asked in confusion, "You still want to build another house? Didn't our house just get built?"

Song Jinxiu nodded towards Zhang Bangchui, who was teaching Qiu Sheng how to read.

"He's a good man, and my mother has accepted him. I'm thinking of taking him in as my son-in-law in the future. So I'm thinking of building a few more rooms behind our house."

These past few days, Dad has been secretly talking to Mom and quietly holding her hand as if she didn't see it?

Others didn't know, but she had only seen them twice. Those two people acted like thieves, and they coughed and pretended to be serious when they saw him.

Oh! It's really embarrassing.

This stepfather was indeed very reserved living with them.

It would be better to build another courtyard. Then they will have their own small yard, and if they want to do something inappropriate for children, they don’t have to be sneaky and nervous.

Song Jinxiu was depressed. She felt that her daughter was like a mother-in-law who was eagerly waiting to hold her grandson.

Song Chunsheng's face looked a little unhappy after hearing this.

Song Jinxiu understood that her native brother was a feudal boy, and he still could not accept the fact that his mother remarried.

In his mind, as a son, he can support his mother in her old age, but he doesn't want his mother to marry someone else.

He could also call Zhang's mother "Grandma Zhang", but he always deliberately avoided calling her Zhang Bangchui.

Song Jinxiu had no choice. After all, this was ancient times, not the era in her previous life where divorce and remarriage were commonplace.

Fortunately, my brother also knew that his mother's remarriage was an unchangeable fact. Although he did not accept it in his heart, he did not object.

Song Chunsheng also understood that it was impossible to let his mother go to live in Toad Village with Zhang Bangchui, so he could only keep them by his side.

"Okay, you've thought it through. I'll do it right away." He said and walked out.

Song Jinxiu quickly called him, "Brother, bring a jar of the wine you brewed over and let Second Grandfather, Uncle Qingshan, and Uncle Qingshu have a taste. And don't forget Great Grandfather too."

She originally described two methods of making alcohol.

One is to directly distill the grain after fermentation, and the other is to distill and purify it from wine.

My brother tinkered with it for two months, and although he didn't produce much alcohol, he did make two jars of good wine. Song Jinxiu tasted it and found it mellow and fragrant, and quite good.

When he heard that he was going to give him the wine he brewed himself, Song Chunsheng felt excited, nervous and embarrassed.

I saw him pack two small jars of wine and go out happily.

Song Jinxiu suddenly understood her brother's feelings.

This is like a child who suddenly achieves some success and wants to show off in front of his elders.

He didn't have the chance before because no one in that family valued them.

Song Jinxiu smiled and shook her head, she is still a child!