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

Song Yuntang rolled her eyes helplessly and was about to stand up from the ground with the food in her hand when a big hand took the bag from her hand and pulled her up.

When he saw her injured palm, the man frowned.

"Didn't we agree to go buy rice together after I got back from the teacher? Why are you here alone?"

Looking at Xu Qingye's seemingly calm face, Song Yuntang felt a little uneasy.

"I figured I was free this morning, and since I didn't know when you'd be back, I decided to come here."

Xu Qingye raised his hand to brush away the white flour that had not yet been cleaned from her hair, his tone full of helplessness, "It's not just once, is it? When I went home to put my books away, I saw you bought a lot of things and piled them in the yard."

Song Yuntang nodded and said, "I sent it back because I couldn't carry it anymore. This is the second trip."

Xu Qingye held her hand in his palm and looked at Lin Jingyao.

"I didn't expect to meet Master Lin here, what a coincidence."

He happened to hear what Lin Jingyao said just now. No one would feel happy to hear another man instigating his wife to leave him.

Lin Jingyao watched the intimate behavior of the two people with his own eyes, and was especially jealous when he saw Song Yuntang willingly running back and forth to the market twice to buy things for Xu Qingye.

He looked coldly at the man in front of him.

"Xu Qingye, Tang'er has lived a life of luxury since she was a child. She's never experienced this kind of hardship. Since you can't give her a good life, isn't it best to let her leave early?"

Xu Qingye looked at him in disbelief.

"Master Lin, you've studied sage books for so many years. You must know the immense pressure and public opinion a woman faces after a divorce, right? Now that you and Tang'er are no longer related, you have no right to dictate our lives. If you truly want her best, you should stay away from her. Otherwise, all those years of studying will be in vain."

Lin Jingyao stood there, his face turning pale and blue, feeling very embarrassed.

No matter what, he is now a juren.

I was actually ridiculed by a scholar!

Seeing this, Xu Qingye stopped paying attention to him and turned to look at Song Yuntang.

"Shall we go home?"

"it is good."

Song Yuntang nodded obediently and walked towards Liuqiao Street with him.

After walking a little further, she looked in the direction of Xu Qingye.

"Lin Jingyao and I just happened to meet. A few kids passed by me and knocked me to the ground, and he helped me up."

Xu Qingye nodded lightly.

"I see."

Song Yuntang breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you were angry."

"A little bit." Xu Qingye turned his head to look at her, lifting the bag of rice and flour in his hand, "From now on, I'll do this kind of physical work."

Song Yuntang nodded, "I understand."

As if worried that she would feel overwhelmed, Xu Qingye added, "You have your strengths, which are much better than doing this kind of physical work. You don't have to try to be strong in things you are not good at."

Song Yuntang hummed, "I didn't expect you to come home so early today. I thought you would be busy and come home at noon."

"The teacher knew you came to the county town with me, so he didn't keep me any longer."

As Xu Qingye spoke, he pushed open the gate and pulled Song Yuntang into the house before letting go of her hand. He turned around to close the gate, then took her hand again and sat down at the stone table. He put the food aside first, poured some cold boiled water from the kettle on the table, and first cleaned the dust from her palms with a clean towel.

Seeing that it was just a skin abrasion and that blood had already clotted and formed a scab, he did not apply any medicine to treat it.

Song Yuntang looked at him steadily.

"Should I go visit your teacher? Now that he knows I came with you."

Xu Qingye shook his head. "Not for now. I've told him that when you officially move to the county town, I'll take you to visit him."

"Okay, I don't have anything prepared." She stood up and looked at him, "Are you hungry? I'll go cook."

Xu Qingye held her hand.

"Your hand is still injured, I'll heal it."

Song Yuntang took advantage of the situation and pulled his hand towards the kitchen. "It's just a minor scrape, it's nothing serious. I'll go help you."

Xu Qingye wanted to refuse, but he couldn't bear to ask her to let go of his hand, so he came to the kitchen with his little tail dragging.

However, she was not allowed to do anything that involved water. Most of the time, Song Yuntang just watched from the side.

Xu Qingye first cut ten pounds of lard and fried it into a can of lard. After scooping out the lard residue and draining the oil, Song Yuntang mixed some salt into it. It was crispy and delicious as a snack.

Afterwards, Xu Qingye washed the rice and cooked white rice, cut a piece of winter melon and braised it, and cut small pieces of meat and cooked a bowl of tender meat soup.

After the two of them had their meal, the people from the cloth shop delivered the bedding, sheets and cloth that Song Yuntang had bought as agreed.

I bought so many things today, and spent a total of one tael and two qian of silver.

She moved her things to the main room on the left side of the main hall, removed the old bedding and replaced it with new quilts. She swept and wiped the room clean yesterday and ventilated it all night. Today, the room was clean and fresh, without any smell at all.

Then he cut a piece of cloth and spread it on the desk in front of the window, and placed two newly bought lamps and writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone on it.

Among these rooms, the main room on the left has the best lighting and is most suitable for reading.

As for the room on the right, Song Yuntang planned to keep it for Xu Yongwang and Jiang.

Although they may not necessarily come here, Xu Qingye is studying in the county town now, so he will come here eventually.

After Xu Qingye cleaned up the kitchen, he looked at Song Yuntang who was busy in the main house on the left, and the clean and tidy room she had decorated, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"Are we going to live in this room from now on?"

Song Yuntang nodded.

"I've checked. Of the five bedrooms in this courtyard, the one on the left side of the main hall is the brightest. Living here will make it easier for you to read later. The larger room on the right is for your parents. As for Wencheng, he can choose any of the three side rooms."

Then he pointed at the bed and said, "The bed is made, and the sheets and quilts are all brand new. Do you want to rest for a while? If you go to Tang Mansion to study in the afternoon, you will feel better."

"I'm not going to Tang Mansion this afternoon. I go there every morning these days and stay at home the rest of the time."

Xu Qingye went to the side room where he slept last night and moved all of his and Song Yuntang's belongings to the main house.

There is a small bookshelf next to the desk, which is convenient for him to put his books.

Seeing this, Song Yuntang put a few storybooks he bought on the bookshelf. The bookshelf was right next to the bed, so he could reach it whenever he wanted to read.

When Xu Qingye saw that Song Yuntang also bought a book, he couldn't help but become curious.

"What book did you buy?"

As he said this, he reached out for the notebook he bought for her.

Remembering that the storybooks he bought were all about love between men and women, Song Yuntang hurriedly squeezed over and blocked the books with his body before Xu Qingye could touch them.

"I bought it to kill time. It's not suitable for you to read."

Seeing this, Xu Qingye retracted his hand.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the bookshelf, less than an arm's length away from it, while Song Yuntang was facing him, leaning against the bookshelf, and the distance between them was very close.

So close that they could even feel each other's breathing.

The faint fragrance from the girl filled his nose, making Xu Qingye's breathing heavier, and the look in his eyes as he looked at her became deeper.