Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Song Ruier walked to the outside of the Song family's kitchen and looked at the depressing atmosphere of the Song family's meal. She was a little afraid to go in.

Song Lao Er glanced outside gloomily and waved to him.

"Come in."

In the future, he would have to rely on Song Ruier to smash the pots on him, but she never thought of really starving him to death.

She had been hungry for several meals, and if she was any hungrier, Song Ruier wouldn't be able to bear it.

Song Ruier breathed a sigh of relief and slowly moved in.

"Just scoop some rice for yourself and eat half a bowl." Chen was also a little impatient.

Song Rui'er's stomach was full, but she still scooped a small half bowl and sat down next to Song Laoer.

"Our family's situation is not as good as before, and there is one more mouth to feed. It's difficult. I don't know when the hole can be filled." Chen sighed deliberately.

In her opinion, after Qiao Yunni left, Song Ruier became an orphan, and they were kind enough to raise Song Ruier, which was a great favor to Song Ruier.

If it weren't for the fact that she would break the pot in the future, Song Rui'er would be an outsider.

"Okay, stop talking. Rui'er is my grandson from the Song family." Old Mrs. Song said, "He has been a member of the Song family since he was born. Even if you don't raise him, I have to raise him too."

Chen didn't dare to say anything, and Song Ruier felt better.

He thought about what he could say to show his importance and recalled what the Qiao family had just said. The Qiao family deliberately lowered their voices, but he still listened to about 60% of what they said by sticking his ears close to the door.

"Grandma, I heard from the Qiao family that they made nine taels today, and they might make over ten taels tomorrow."

"What? Don't they have just a few mushrooms at home?" Chen started to make a fuss again when she heard it.

Mrs. Song was also surprised: "How can it be sold for so much money?"

The Han family can't be so stupid as to offer a high price specifically to the Qiao family.

"I don't know about that. Maybe they have other things to sell."

The Song family members looked at each other. They had been gloating just now, but they never thought that even after the villagers went up the mountain to divide up the mushrooms, the Qiao family would still be the one that earned the most.

If this continues, they really have to build a big yard——

"Go and keep an eye on his house and see if they have any other ways to make money." Song Lao Er assigned a task to Song Ruier.

Song Ruier was thinking about making a contribution, so she quickly agreed.

As long as he is useful, his situation will be better.

Moreover, he saw that Qiao Yunni's legs and feet were almost healed. The Song family must have known that she would recover sooner or later, but they insisted on kicking her out. There must be something behind this.

He hoped that he could win the bet and that some good luck would fall upon him.

After dinner, two more merchants came to the Qiao family to sell chicken mushrooms. They bought six pounds of them. Together with what they bought from the mountains, the total was thirty-eight pounds.

I kept two pounds for eating, and boiled all thirty-six pounds into dried mushrooms. As for the seven pounds of miscellaneous mushrooms, I kept one pound for stir-frying and fried it in a pan.

Calculating it, I can sell thirteen taels tomorrow, and after deducting the cost of five and a half taels, I can make a profit of seven and a half taels.

The harvest in the village was not good today. Other families could only sell a little over two taels at most. This was already the highest profit in the village, so the Qiao family was still quite satisfied.

Old Mrs. Qiao gave everyone instructions: "Tomorrow, all the women will go up the mountain to look for mushrooms, and the men will go to the fields, to the wheat fields, to pull out the weeds and clean up the pests. The wheat will be ready for harvest in ten days, and this is the time when pests are most likely to come."

Sometimes locusts would fly over. There weren't many locusts here, but in some years they would blow away most of the wheat.

"Big brother's wife, you and Xi'er are at home too. When you are not busy cooking, go and pick chicken mushrooms with Jian'er."

"Okay." Feng said, thinking that since she was at home, she would spend more time and effort to make more delicious and beautiful dishes.

In order to quickly sell the goods in Qingshui Town and avoid being discovered by the villagers, the Song family set out early.

It was not yet fully light, and Chen and Song Dahahua quickened their pace on the dark road.

While looking back, he looked like a thief.

They never thought that the villagers had the same idea, so they quickly sold their mushrooms and went up the mountain to pick mushrooms, thinking that one more person meant more strength.

"Hey, isn't that the second sister-in-law of the Song family? Why are you going to Qingshui Town too? I remember you were going to Yongguan County to sell mushrooms."

Behind him, a woman from the village noticed it and screamed.

A little behind the village woman, there were three or two other villagers going to Qingshui Town to sell dried mushrooms.

Seeing this, everyone ran forward at the same time.

Chen and Song Dahua also ran, and the villagers picked up stones and hit them on the back of the knees.

Chen fell to the ground, and Song Dahua hurriedly tried to pull her up, but the two were soon blocked.

"I say, didn't you get Yongguan County? We've only been quiet for one day, and you want to go back to town. That's really unreasonable."

"Yes, if you grab one, the villagers may have a chance to sell the ones from Qingshui Town, and they may have to lower the price."

The villagers were very excited. They were not sure about other counties and towns, but in Qingshui Town, the number of wealthy families willing to buy mushrooms was the same as the number of households in the village. The villagers also told those families that they would supply them if they had more in the future. Almost every household in the village had a dedicated supplier.

Once the Song family arrives, they will disrupt this order and affect other families' business, which of course is not allowed.

Since ancient times, from top to bottom, whether making big money or seeking small profits, it must be done in a certain order, with mutual respect. It is good for everyone, and this is also a tacit understanding.

The Song family is not human.

"We, we are also going to Yongguan County. We just want to catch a ride in Qingshui Town. We are not going to rob you." Chen knew that this behavior was not good. The villagers would definitely not allow their family to do such a thing if they were to fight over a tael of silver, so she argued.

"In our Datian Village, there's a carriage going to Yongguan County from time to time. Why are you going to all that trouble to go in the opposite direction and wait? Isn't that like taking off your pants to fart?"

"Hurry up and go back. The place where you sell mushrooms is in Yongguan County. Don't compete with us."

"If you insist on snatching it from us, don't blame us for not considering you are women. We will just fight when necessary."

Surrounded by so many people and having been discovered doing something sinful, Chen and Song Dahua knew they could not resist so many people, so they had to walk back in disappointment, carrying their backpacks.

When Mrs. Han saw that Qiao Jianer brought more chicken mushrooms today, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

Just two days ago, Mr. Han took chicken mushrooms to the prefecture and county. Today he sent a letter home saying that a big deal was quickly negotiated.

When Qiao Jianer left, he prepared three boxes of snacks for her to take home.

Qiao Jianer had just returned this lunch box last time, and now he took it back again.

Since the Song family didn't go to the town, Dayong and Qiao Jianer went to the street to buy mushrooms.

"Jian'er, how much money does our family have?" Dayong counted on his fingers but couldn't figure it out.

Qiao Jianer thought for a moment and said, "A little over one hundred and fifty taels."

Dayong was delighted, as he was getting closer and closer to his goal. Once the house was built and the family had reputation, he said things would also go more smoothly for his wife.

Qiao Jianer turned around and glanced at his eldest brother. Seeing the smile that couldn't be hidden on the corner of his mouth, he nudged him with his elbow and said, "Brother, you want to marry my sister-in-law."

"No, don't talk nonsense, Jian'er."

Jianer is still a child, and Dayong doesn't want her to understand too much.

"But big brother, two hundred taels can only build a very ordinary large courtyard. We need to use good materials. Four or five hundred taels will build a better quality one, which will look better."

Dayong was stunned for a moment: "What do you think?"

"It's okay, grandma. Grandma also hopes that our family can live in a better house and that my sisters-in-law can have a better home in the future."

The words "better home" touched Dayong's heart. Okay, then I'll wait a little longer.

In fact, if glazed tiles could be used, Qiao Jianer would be willing to wait for another half a year or a year.

"Grandma didn't tell anyone."

"I'm afraid of dampening everyone's enthusiasm. Let's wait until we have more money."

When I got home, I happened to see Old Man and Old Lady Qiao about to visit the Shen family.

"Grandpa, grandma, I want to go too." Qiao Lianer said. She planned to get to know the Shen family.