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

Perhaps noticing that the gaze behind him had disappeared, Song Yuntang looked back, but Lin Gengshi was no longer in front of the Jujube Pastry stall.

Seeing this, Xu Qingye looked down at her and asked in a gentle voice.

"Why didn't you say hello just now?"

Song Yuntang shook his head.

"Since we have no ties with the Lin family anymore, getting too close will only cause more trouble." She paid the bill and handed five pounds of spare ribs and pork belly to Xu Qingye. "Shall we go back?"

"it is good."

Xu Qingye held the meat and ribs and handed his sleeve to Song Yuntang.

"Hold on, don't get lost."

Although he felt it was a bit childish, Song Yuntang still grabbed it with a smile and left Cile Town with him.

But she had been busy for a long time today and hadn't eaten anything at noon, so she felt a little tired. As soon as she left Cile Town, she felt her legs and feet were weak and she couldn't walk.

"Xu Qingye, I'm so tired." She said with a frown.

Seeing that the town and the village were still some distance apart, Xu Qingye asked her to carry the meat while he squatted down.

"Come up, I'll carry you."

Song Yuntang didn't expect that Xu Qingye, who was always serious and steady, would do this for her. She looked around and felt a little embarrassed.

"Isn't this a bad idea? If someone sees us..."

Xu Qingye interrupted her.

"You and I are husband and wife, so what if someone sees us? It's only natural for a husband to carry his wife on his back." He patted his shoulder and said, "Come up quickly. If you're any later, the braised pork you want will have to be made tomorrow."

Song Yuntang really couldn't walk, and seeing that there were not many people coming and going outside the town at this time, he lay on the broad back in front of him.

Xu Qingye carried her on his back without any effort and strode towards Zhuangzi with steady and powerful steps.

"You're still too thin. You need to eat more in the future."

Song Yuntang lay on his back, tilting his head to look at the man's profile. The sunlight shining on his face made him look particularly handsome.

She squinted and smiled.

"Xu Qingye, I suddenly feel that you are quite suitable to be a husband."

Xu Qingye did not deny it.

"Not everyone's husband is suitable."

Hearing this suddenly, Song Yuntang was confused and looked at the man in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

The man turned around and looked in her direction. They were already close to each other, and when he tilted his head, their cheeks rubbed against each other lightly.

Xu Qingye only felt a tingling sensation where she touched him. He quickly turned his head back and coughed lightly to ease the embarrassment.

"Isn't Tang'er quite smart? Why are you still asking me what I mean?"

Song Yuntang looked suspicious.

Not everyone is suitable as a husband?

Meaning, he is suitable to be her husband, but not necessarily suitable to be someone else's husband?

She pursed her lips, tightened her arms around his neck, and rested her cheek against his neck, feeling the peace and happiness that came naturally from her heart.

Xu Qingye was not so relaxed.

The girl's entire body pressed against his back, her cheek pressed against his neck, making his entire body tense.

When they were almost at the courtyard, Song Yuntang was afraid of being seen, so she asked Xu Qingye to put her down in advance.

I ran into Fubao and Fang Xiaobao running out of the house playing with puppets. When I saw Xu Qingye carrying Song Yuntang coming over, I hurriedly greeted them.

The children's innocent voices rang out, and everyone in the village looked over here.

When he saw Song Yuntang getting off Xu Qingye's back, his expression suddenly became ambiguous.

day!

Mr. Xu is a scholar, a talent, and he used to be a teacher in Rongshu Village. When you see him in the past, his calm and majestic look makes people feel intimidated.

I thought he would be a serious and old-fashioned person, but I didn't expect that he would also love his wife.

Miao saw everything and was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

"Miss, are you back? Do you want to stay at the farm for dinner tonight?"

Song Yuntang smiled lightly, "No need, Aunt Miao, we are here to pick up the mule cart, and then we will go home."

"The mule cart is coming."

When Song Jinsheng saw the two men coming, he quickly harnessed the mule cart and led it over to them.

After Xu Qingye helped Song Yuntang onto the mule cart, he took the reins from Song Jinsheng.

"Thank you, I'm leaving."

Song Jinsheng smiled and waved his hand, "Go back early and be careful on the road."

Xu Qingye drove the mule cart away from the village.

"If you're hungry, eat two pieces of jujube paste cakes to fill your stomach first. Don't starve yourself." He said, looking in the direction of the carriage.

"it is good."

Song Yuntang opened the oil paper package in his hand, came and sat next to Xu Qingye, and first took a piece of jujube paste cake and put it to his mouth.

"You eat too."

Xu Qingye glanced at her with a little surprise, and bit the date paste pastry she fed him. It tasted extremely sweet.

Song Yuntang took out another piece from the oil paper bag, ate it in small bites, and told him what had happened in the Lin family in the original owner's memory.

Xu Qingye didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

……

I got home at 5 p.m.

As soon as he got home, Song Yuntang took the meat he bought from town to the kitchen.

"Mom, we brought some meat back from town today. Shall we have braised pork tonight?"

Jiang, who was washing pots in the kitchen, smiled and said, "Okay, you and Qingye have been busy outside all day, go inside and rest first, I will take care of the kitchen work."

"How are Wencheng and the others today?" Song Yuntang asked curiously.

Jiang looked at her with a smile.

"Wencheng and Erniu borrowed Erzhu's ox cart to bring three carts of lotus roots to town. They should be pretty good."

Xu Wencheng, who had just returned home from outside, heard his mother and sister-in-law discussing his affairs in the kitchen. He put the backpack on his back at the kitchen door and walked in.

"Sister-in-law, inspired by you, I thought we could sell lotus roots to wine shops, tea houses, grain and oil shops, or even to wealthy families. After all, wealthy families have large families and their consumption is quite high, so we can sell them at a higher price. I didn't expect that when I went there with Erniu to ask, we actually sold quite a lot."

"There aren't many vegetables in everyone's fields this year, and the lotus ponds are even more dry. Only the lotus ponds can dig up some lotus roots, and they will definitely buy them." Song Yuntang looked at him with a smile, "But Wencheng is just smart. I hadn't thought of this before."

Hearing her praise, Xu Wencheng was delighted.

“I think I’m pretty smart too.”

Jiang smiled and glanced at him, "You don't know how to be humble when your sister-in-law praises you. You are just like your father who can't stand praise. He can open a dyeing factory with just a little color."

Xu Wencheng held his chin high.

"I'm smart."

Jiang sighed helplessly, "Smart, smart, you are the smartest, go away, don't disturb me while I'm cooking."

After Xu Wencheng was kicked out of the kitchen by Jiang, he was not angry, but pulled Song Yuntang aside.

"Sister-in-law, I think doing business is quite interesting, but the lotus pond is so small, and I don't think the lotus roots will last long. Can you give me any other advice?"