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

"It's not that I want to argue with them." Song Yuntang pointed in the direction of the wooden shed. "My cousin has seen it too. There are more than ten people working on my farm. We are not short of manpower."

Song Changzhu muttered quietly in the back, "We are cousins ​​after all. Aren't we closer than Qiao Daqiao and Song Cheng? You could just..."

"Stay!"

Before he could finish his words, Song Fulai stopped him and turned back to give him a warning look, telling him not to talk nonsense.

He turned and looked at Song Yuntang with an apologetic look on his face.

"Changzhu is still young, Tang'er, don't take what he said to heart."

Song Yuntang said coldly, "In terms of blood relationship, Qiao Da, Qiao Er, and Song Cheng are not as close to you, but they can do things that make me worry less, and no one comes to pick a fight with me."

"Not to mention that my farm doesn't lack people for the time being, even if it did, I wouldn't want to use you. Ma has been causing me trouble and ruining my reputation in the village. Song Zhimei even wants to kill me. I'm being merciful by not fighting back. I can't pretend that nothing happened."

Song Changzhu is only one year younger than her.

Xu Wencheng was also fifteen years old, but his words and actions were much more pleasing than his.

It's true that people get thrown away when compared to others!

Song Fulai scratched his head in distress. He couldn't deny what his mother and sister had done because he had seen some of it with his own eyes.

They really only care about their own happiness and don't care about the lives of their families.

He looked in Song Jinyuan's direction, wanting to ask him to say a good word for him.

Seeing this, Song Jinyuan looked at Song Yuntang.

"Tang'er, why don't you reconsider it?"

Song Yuntang looked a little impatient.

"Brother, it's useless to say more. I don't need any more people on my farm. Do I have to spend money to hire someone to stay here? My money didn't come from the wind. There's no reason to waste it like this."

Before Song Jinyuan came, Liu asked him to ask if he could work here with everyone. Now seeing Song Yuntang's expression, he was too embarrassed to speak.

If I had known this earlier, I would not have listened to my parents and brought my cousins ​​from my second uncle's family here. It's a thankless task and makes people hate me.

He looked in the direction of Song Fulai and Song Changzhu.

"Since Tang'er doesn't need anyone here, shall we go back?"

Song Fulai wanted to say something else, but seeing Song Yuntang's unfriendly expression, he pursed his lips and finally said nothing.

However, Song Changzhu glared at Song Yuntang fiercely.

"My mother said you were heartless. If that were true, I shouldn't have come today."

Song Yuntang was not to be outdone.

"You know you shouldn't come, but you still come. I don't welcome you!"

Song Changzhu was very angry, "You..."

Song Fulai was worried because his wife and son at home had not had enough to eat recently. Now that he hadn't found the problem, his younger brother was still holding him back, and the anger in his heart was rising.

"Shut up, you!"

Perhaps his brother's scolding had worked, Song Changzhu snorted, his tone noticeably weaker.

"It's up to Big Brother if he wants to continue to please her. I'm leaving first."

After saying that, he turned around and trotted away.

Song Fulai looked apologetic.

"Cousin, I apologize to you on behalf of the resident. You are a great man and don't bear grudges. Don't bother with him."

Song Yuntang hummed, "Cousin, you should go look for something else to do. I really don't need anyone here right now. Sorry."

Song Fulai looked helpless, said goodbye to Song Yuntang, and left with Song Jinyuan.

After Xu Wencheng saw everyone leave, he came to Song Yuntang, crossed his arms, and looked in the direction where Song Fulai's cousins ​​left.

"Sister-in-law, I don't think your cousin is a bad person."

Song Yuntang nodded.

"It's like a good bamboo shoot has emerged from a bad bamboo."

Song Fulai and his eldest brother are both the eldest in the family, but their situations are completely different.

My second uncle has two sons and one daughter in his family.

Ma is also a powerful person.

With Song Zhimei and Song Changzhu, she only favored the two younger ones. The eldest son and his wife were often scolded by her at home, especially the eldest son's wife. Since she got married, she has been bullying him. Only her attitude towards her grandson was relatively gentle.

With all this going on, it depends on how long the eldest son’s wife can remain silent. If things go wrong, the family may have to separate this year.

If the family is divided, there will be fewer people earning money and fewer people working, and Ma's life will probably become even more difficult.

Xu Wencheng then added, "That smaller one should be about my age, right? He looks like someone who's prone to getting into trouble."

Song Yuntang smiled.

"You are a good judge of people."

Xu Wencheng looked proud, "Of course, sister-in-law, you can't judge people by appearance. I am very good at judging people."

Smelling the aroma of food wafting from the yard, Song Yuntang turned and walked towards the courtyard.

"Let's go, let's eat. After dinner, go home early. We have to pack our things when we get home. We have to go to the county town early tomorrow morning."

……

After dinner, Song Yuntang gathered everyone together and started paying them their wages.

Miao and Tu Shi, like Fang Tianci and others, were paid ten days' wages, two hundred and seventy coins each.

The six people led by Qiao Da who worked in the wooden shed and the four people led by Song Mazi who had previously renovated the tavern in the town received their wages on August 15th. This time, they were paid for half a month, and each person received 450 coins.

The total wages for these two days were seven taels and three hundred and fifty coins.

But compared to the profit, this personnel expense is nothing.

I still have 428 taels of silver left in my hand. After buying a small courtyard in the suburbs of the county town, I should still have 100 taels left.

After paying the wages, Song Yuntang asked Tu Shi and Song Jinsheng to set up a bed for Xu Liangping in the granary, and then he returned to Lushan Village with Xu Qingye and Xu Wencheng.

As the mule cart moved forward, the mountain breeze blew through the window and made Song Yuntang, who was wearing thin clothes, shiver.

I'm going to the county town tomorrow, so I'm afraid I'll have to wear thicker clothes.

I got home early today and it wasn't completely dark yet when I got home.

Seeing the two children return home, Jiang and Xu Yongwang both breathed a sigh of relief.

"The water on the stove is still hot. Go wash up while it's still light. Tonight is cooler than the last few nights. Mother has already put a thin quilt inside the thin quilt on your bed."

As soon as the three of them entered the yard, Jiang was reciting there.

Song Yuntang felt relieved that Jiang was so thoughtful.

Xu Wencheng frowned and said reluctantly, "Mom, if I sleep with this quilt covered with a quilt, I'm afraid I'll sweat a lot."

Jiang glanced at him.

"You little bastard, if it weren't for the drought this year, people who are afraid of the cold would have started wearing thin jackets by this time of year. You'll suffer for wanting to stay cool when you're young."

"Mother, this is a twisted theory." Xu Wencheng curled his lips and looked at Song Yuntang. "Sister-in-law, you know medicine. Please give me your opinion. Is what Mother said tenable?"

Jiang was anxious and pretended to reach for the broom in the corner. "Our ancestors have passed it down this way. How come it doesn't hold water?"