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

Song Jinsheng frowned tightly, looking at the faint red marks on Song Yuntang's arm, with heartache in his eyes.

"What's going on? Who pulled it?"

Song Yuntang lowered his sleeves and said, "I had just come out of Baicaotang when I met Lin Zhaozhao's eldest brother."

Song Jinsheng's heart tightened.

"Why is it Lin Jingyao? That bastard didn't do anything excessive to you, did he?"

Lin Jingyao usually looks like a handsome young man, but he is actually very shrewd. Now at the age of 22, he has already become a juren and is considered a young man who has become famous in Cile Town.

Tang'er used to admire her eldest brother from the Lin family the most, so why did she only meet him today?

Although he had doubts in his heart, Song Yuntang was willing to share with him the story of her encounter with Lin Jingyao, and he still felt in his heart that he should trust her.

Song Yuntang shook his head. "No, that's not the case. He was just questioning me why I bullied Lin Zhaozhao."

"Bullshit, it was clearly Lin Zhaozhao..." Song Jinsheng was a little angry, but more disappointed with Lin Zhaozhao, "Why is Zhaozhao like this? She was the one who did the evil first, and she actually blamed you!"

Song Yuntang had long been accustomed to it.

"Isn't she always like this?"

Song Jinsheng sighed, "I'd better go with you when we go to town from now on, so that you won't be bullied. Lin Zhaozhao has a brother, and so do you."

Song Yuntang did not object to Song Jinsheng's suggestion. "Brother, don't tell your family about this for now, so they don't think I'm slandering Lin Zhaozhao."

Song Jinsheng looked at her with some heartache.

Indeed, in recent years, the two families have been quite tolerant of Lin Zhaozhao, because she was born to enjoy a golden nest like the Lin family, but she had to suffer in Rongshu Village for thirteen years. Both families felt guilty about her.

But they overlooked the disparity Tang'er faced when she returned to the Song family from the Lin family and turned from a spoiled rich lady into a country girl.

"it is good."

The sun was shining brightly at that time. When the two returned home, the whole family was enjoying the cool air in their own rooms.

When Zhao Qiao'e saw the courtyard door being pushed open, she hurriedly put down the sewing basket in her hand and went out to greet him.

"Tang'er is back."

Song Yuntang came to the main room and, under the gaze of his family, first untied several fragrant oil-paper packages tied to the shoulder straps of his backpack.

"I bought these buns on the way back. They're still warm. Share them among you."

Excluding the one that she and Song Jinsheng shared, there were nine meat buns left.

Zhao Qiao'e took out only one and handed it to the pregnant Liu. "We have already eaten at noon, and the rest will be for dinner. It's just enough for each of us."

The family naturally had no objection to her arrangement.

Liu is pregnant now, which is a stage where she needs nutrition, so she should eat more.

Song Yuntang didn't say much. He took out the remaining one or two taels of silver, which was about sixty-eight coins, after paying for the soles, cloth, and thread, and handed it to Zhao.

Looking at the silver coins in her hand, Zhao didn't react for a long time.

"Why is there so much money?"

"I sold the handkerchief at Chen's Cloth Shop for 104 wen. Then I met a young lady I knew and took an order for 30 handkerchiefs, earning me 1 liang and 2 qian of silver." Song Yuntang took out the cloth and thread from his backpack. "I was worried we didn't have enough needles and thread at home, so I bought some more. Together with the shoe soles, the total is 236 wen. I have everything here. You can calculate it yourself."

"Just make the calculations, and I'll trust you." Zhao Qiao'e put the silver away and looked at her in confusion. "How did Tang'er sell thirty handkerchiefs for only one or two taels of silver?"

This is much more expensive than what is sold in the cloth shop.

The handkerchiefs in the cloth shop are only eighteen cents each!

"I noticed it at the cloth shop. Your embroidery is better than most handkerchiefs in the shop. Plus, the pattern is drawn by me, so I raised the price."

Song Yuntang took out the picture he had drawn in the teahouse from his arms and spread it out on the table.

"Just follow this pattern, Mom. The color transition of the cat's fur should be more natural, so use orange as the main color." After thinking for a moment, she added, "I'll add another word later. Before you embroider the cat, add that word on the inside of its belly. It's best if it's not easily visible."

Zhao Qiao'e was puzzled, "Why add another word?"

"Just in case, of course."

Zhao Qiao'e approved of Song Yuntang's approach, saying, "It's better to be cautious when custom-making things for young ladies from wealthy families."

The women in the big mansion are all cruel and ruthless.

Song Yuntang raised the corners of his lips and said calmly, "I hope you don't think I'm scheming."

Zhao Qiao'e glanced at her unhappily, "You little girl! You are so thoughtful. Mother is so happy."

Song Yuntang took out three snacks that he had packed from the teahouse from the bottom of the backpack.

She handed Liu Xiangyun a portion of nuts and a pastry.

The nuts can provide nutrition, the pastries can provide energy, and as for the remaining dried fruits, they are too high in sugar, so she kept them for herself.

"Lin Zhaozhao ate your snack last time, and today she packed another one for you from town."

If Jiang Surao hadn't treated her, she probably wouldn't have gone out of her way to buy it.

After all, cakes and other things are not cheap, and she doesn't have that much money to waste.

Liu looked at the snacks in her hand and felt a little touched.

"Tang'er, this must cost a lot of money, right?"

Song Yuntang told the truth, "It was free. The lady who ordered the handkerchiefs treated us."

Liu's eyes were a little moist, and she smiled and said, "Thank you Tang'er."

Regardless of whether money was spent or not, in her opinion, this kind of thought is truly rare.

Song Yuntang took out the last thing from the backpack and shook his head, saying, "Forget about the thanks. If you weren't pregnant, I wouldn't bother with this."

Knowing that Song Yuntang was a person with a tough exterior but a soft heart, Liu did not take her words to heart and reached out to take the two pairs of shoe soles on the table.

"Mom, since you want to embroider the handkerchief, I'll make these two pairs of shoes."

Zhao Qiao'e didn't object. "Okay, this handkerchief is a delicate work. I don't know how long it will take to finish making thirty of them. I'm afraid it will be too late."

Mrs. Liu said hurriedly, "I can help you with the hems when I have time."

"Don't worry, I'll send ten every two weeks. There's still time." Song Yuntang looked at the pillars and piles beside him, "Lend me your pen and ink so I can write a few words."

"it is good."

Knowing that Song Yuntang was going to do something serious, Zhuzi didn't delay and hurried to the room.

This sister seems to be really different recently. Not only has she become more diligent, she also helps my mother take on business and prepares food for my sister-in-law.

I won’t always fantasize about returning to the Lin family in town.

Song Yuntang wrote the word "Rao" on the edge of the drawing, cut out the blank paper around it, and handed the drawing to Zhao.

"Make one for me first."

After all, this transaction was handled by her, and the fee was higher than that for ordinary handkerchiefs, so she naturally couldn't be careless.

People are not stupid. If they are not satisfied the first time, there will be no follow-up.

After doing all this, Song Yuntang returned to his room. After being busy for half a day, he was really tired and just wanted to lie down and rest.

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