The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Ma Zhaolan looked at her with surprise in his eyes.

"Mei'er, are you serious?"

Although she admitted that her daughter was not ugly, the highest dowry for any girl in Rongshu Village could be ten taels of silver.

"Of course I'm serious. With my qualifications, I'm a thousand times better than Song Yuntang." Song Zhimei took Ma Zhaolan's hand and said, "Mom, haven't you heard from Matchmaker Zhou yet?"

Ma Zhaolan sighed, "Your engagement was just cancelled not long ago. Matchmaker Zhou meant to wait a while and talk about marriage after this storm has passed. So there's no need to rush."

Hearing this, Song Zhimei let go of Ma Zhaolan's hand and said dissatisfiedly, "That matchmaker Zhou is really useless. If he can't do it, won't mother find someone else? He's not the only matchmaker in the world."

Ma Zhaolan quickly stood up and covered her mouth.

"Little Ancestor, please stop talking nonsense. Matchmaker Zhou is the most reliable matchmaker in our area. Who else can we turn to if not him? If what you said gets to his ears, he could easily make things difficult for you and you'll never get married again."

Song Zhimei snorted, turned sideways, and continued to sulk.

……

Song Yuntang rode Grandpa Sun's ox cart to the grocery store and bought an iron cooking pot for 120 coins.

Then he went to the grain and oil shop and bought a stone of brown rice for six hundred coins.

As for seasonings and vegetables, she did not plan to provide them. After all, seasonings were expensive, vegetables were difficult to buy, and it was not convenient to deliver them every day. She had to let the workers there solve it themselves.

They all come from farming families. If they are hardworking, their families will give them some food to take to the farm to eat.

After buying the things, Song Yuntang jumped on the ox cart and headed back.

"Uncle, is the rice harvest at home coming soon?"

Grandpa Sun smiled and nodded. "In just over half a month, it will be almost harvest time." Then he sighed, "It's just that the harvest this year is poor. Many families probably won't even be able to earn enough to pay their rent, let alone taxes."

"Does your family have a lot of land?" Song Yuntang asked again.

"Not much," Grandpa Sun said thankfully, "but it's a good thing it's not much, otherwise I don't know what I would do this year."

Song Yuntang was sitting on an ox cart and heard many people on the roadside discussing Lin Zhaozhao and the rumors about her.

"Hey, have you heard? The Lin family's daughter looks innocent on the surface, but she's actually scheming. She's trying to make the Lin and Song families dislike the fake daughter."

"Is there still this?"

"Isn't it? I also heard that the girl from the Song family has been kicked out of the Song family and is now living alone in Cile Town."

"That Miss Song is really pitiful."

"That's not all. I heard that Miss Lin not only can't stand the Song family's daughter getting along, but also can't stand the Song family members who raised her for thirteen years getting along. She's secretly using tricks to drag the entire Song family down with her."

"I don't understand this. What does she want?"

"Miss Tu Song has no one to help her anymore."

"Where did you hear this rumor?"

"You didn't know? The news spread all over Cile Town yesterday!"

……

Hearing this, Song Yuntang couldn't help but think in his heart.

She did ask Mu Dong to spread the news, but Mu Dong left after the shop closed. Even if he wanted to spread the news, he wouldn't do it so quickly.

Could it be that someone is helping her secretly?

After carefully reviewing the people she met yesterday in her mind, she set her sights on Jiang Surao.

She had no interactions with the other people, so even if they didn't deliberately hide the matter, they wouldn't help her spread it.

Only Jiang Surao.

Although he looks arrogant, he is actually a person who cannot tolerate any flaws in his eyes.

It seems that I owe her another favor invisibly.

"Today, everyone in town heard that the daughter of the Song family was kicked out of the house. Looking at Tang'er's expression, she seemed surprisingly calm." Suddenly, a gloating voice sounded from the side.

Looking sideways, when he saw Huang Heyu, Song Yuntang's brows furrowed for no reason.

"Huang Heyu, it's broad daylight. I advise you to think twice before you act."

She was not sure if she could meet Xu Qingye again today.

Huang Heyu was very touched. "Tang'er actually thought about me. I'm so touched."

Then he said, "Without your family's protection, Tang'er must be very scared, right? Even if I capture you, who will stand up for you?" Huang Heyu smiled and said, "But don't worry, I won't touch you in front of so many people. You will be mine sooner or later anyway."

Seeing that the ox cart was about to turn and leave Cile Town, Song Yuntang flicked his sleeves slightly, and a wisp of extremely fine powder flew towards Huang Heyu.

Huang Heyu, who was feeling proud at the moment, did not notice that when he saw the ox cart turned a corner and was about to disappear, he smiled and waved to Song Yuntang.

The ox cart passed by the tea shed not far away, went a short distance in the direction of Rongshu Village, turned a corner and headed in another direction. Ma Zhaolan and Song Zhimei watched the ox cart leave.

"Mom, where do you think she's going?"

"Who knows?" Ma Zhaolan said disdainfully, "A girl living alone in a town without any family to look after her might resort to some shameful practices just to make a living."

Turning around and seeing a familiar figure walking towards the town, Ma Zhaolan's eyes lit up. He raised his hand to tidy his hair and hurriedly trotted forward with a flattering look on his face.

"Mr. Huang, you're in town too. What a coincidence."

When Huang Heyu saw Ma Zhaolan, he had a slight look of impatience on his face. He glanced at her lightly and asked with a frown, "Why are you here too?"

"Of course, I came to town with my daughter to buy some things." Ma Zhaolan said, turning around and pulling his reluctant daughter in front of Huang Heyu from the tea stall, "Mei'er, come and meet Mr. Huang."

"Young Master Huang?" Song Zhimei was puzzled. "Which Young Master Huang?"

Seeing his daughter being so clueless, Ma Zhaolan said disparagingly, "Of course it's the son of Mr. Huang from Shili Village. Otherwise, who else could it be?"

Song Zhimei looked in the direction of Huang Heyu in surprise. It turned out that the young master Huang that the villagers had been talking about Song Yuntang seducing was the person in front of her?

Although his appearance is not as good as Xu Qingye, he is not bad either.

The most important thing is that the Huang family is much richer than the Xu family. Not to mention ten or twenty taels, they can even afford one hundred or two hundred taels.

Thinking of this, Song Zhimei lowered her head and bowed shyly.

"Hello, Mr. Huang."

Huang Heyu noticed the change in her expression. Although he felt contempt in his heart, his vanity was greatly satisfied.

"Miss Mei'er, there's no need to be so polite." He looked at Song Zhimei with a smile and said with a guilty conscience, "I didn't expect that the girls of the Song family are all so beautiful."