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

Song Yuntang ignored these desperate criminals and took them home first. After lunch, he went to the shop again in the afternoon.

In addition to Xu Wencheng, Cao Shun and Cheng Nian'er, Jiang also traveled with them this time.

A group of five people spent half a day cleaning the dusty shop inside and out.

Fortunately, there is a well in the backyard, so cleaning is quite convenient.

"Wencheng, you said someone died in this shop. Who was it?" Song Yuntang asked while cleaning.

Xu Wencheng told the story slowly and leisurely.

"I heard from people nearby that the dead were a man and a woman. The man was a scholar from the countryside, and the woman was a daughter of a wealthy family."

"The two fell in love at first sight. When her family found out, they demanded that the man at least pass the imperial examination before marrying her."

"But the man failed the exam twice in a row. By then, the woman was already nineteen, old enough to get married. So her family took it upon themselves to arrange a marriage for her with someone of equal social status."

"Who knew that on the eve of the wedding, the woman ran away from home and eloped here with the man."

"Just when they thought they had escaped, the woman's family and their servants came after her and wanted to capture her and marry her. The man and woman really didn't want to be separated, so they took poison in this shop and committed suicide together."

The people who were listening to the story nearby couldn't help but sigh.

"What a shame," Jiang said. "Why force your children to this point? At least if they're still alive, they can still have something to think about."

Song Yuntang said he was not surprised.

"Rich families have always valued profit, and there are many cases like this where couples are forced to break up."

There are more in the opera.

Hearing this, Xu Wencheng couldn't help but ask, "Sister-in-law, you've been in the Yuanwai Mansion for more than ten years. Have you heard any interesting stories?"

Just as he finished speaking, a rag fell from the sky and hit him on the forehead.

Then came Jiang's voice.

"Stinky boy, are you not busy enough or what?"

Xu Wencheng took the rag from his head, frowned, and started accusingly, "Mom, this is a rag. Next time, can you check what you have in your hand before throwing it away? It's very dirty."

Cheng Nian'er looked at him like this and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

Jiang said confidently, "What's wrong with a rag? You should be thankful that I'm holding a rag."

……

When I cleaned the shop and returned home, it was almost dark.

Xu Qingye has already prepared the meal.

After dinner, Song Yuntang looked at the people in the room and said, "Mom, I have to go back to town tomorrow. There are some things I need to arrange for the people in the farm to do."

Jiang was stunned. "Let Qingye go with you?"

Song Yuntang said hurriedly, "No, it won't interfere with his studies. Funiu Village has been wiped out, so the road should be safe. Nian'er and I will go tomorrow."

Seeing Jiang and Xu Qingye looking worried, Xu Wencheng volunteered.

"Then I'll go too. It's a good opportunity for me to go back to Lushan Village to see my father."

Song Yuntang smiled and said, "By the way, ask Changgen if he's willing to help out in the shop in the provincial capital."

Without thinking, Xu Wencheng said, "No need to ask, he will definitely be willing to go."

Speaking of Xu Yongwang, he had been gone for five or six days and Jiang was really not used to it.

They always quarrel when they are together, but miss each other terribly when they are not together.

People are really weird.

"In that case, I'll go back with you tomorrow."

Song Yuntang glanced at the expressions of the people at the table one by one, and finally fixed his gaze on Xu Qingye's face. "Tomorrow morning, should I ask Aunt Wu next door to deliver two days' worth of food to our house?"

The man nodded calmly, "Okay."

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After the family had discussed it, they each washed up and went back to their rooms.

Song Yuntang lay beside Xu Qingye and glanced in his direction. "Xu Qingye, why haven't you touched me since we got married? Is it because of your previous promise?"

She tried to keep her tone calm.

So calm that there is not a single emotion fluctuation.

When she suddenly asked this question, the man's throat began to feel dry for no reason.

"You are still young, your body can't bear it."

Song Yuntang said calmly, "I thought you were not interested in me."

In the darkness, the man looked in her direction. With the moonlight pouring in, he could vaguely see her outline in the dim light.

"Can you please not ask this kind of question before going to bed from now on?"

Song Yuntang was puzzled.

"why?"

The man's voice was a little hoarse. "I'm afraid I can't control myself."

Every time such thoughts came up, he always had to spend a lot of time suppressing the anger in his body. Not only was it uncomfortable, but if it happened too often it would be harmful to his body.

He also wanted to be with her for a few more years in the future.

After hearing this, Song Yuntang stopped talking.

People said she was still young, so she couldn't take the initiative to approach him.

In fact, she was also quite distressed.

This man was too patient. He would hug her to sleep, hold her hand, eat the food she couldn't finish, be concerned about her, and go to the market to bring her delicious food when he came home from outside. Apart from that, there was no further intimacy, and there was not even any desire in his eyes.

He seems even more pure-hearted than Master Liaowu, who loves wine and meat.

He can't be thinking of becoming a monk, right?

She was originally worried that he would develop a disease from holding it in, but now it seems that she was overthinking it.

……

The next day, after the family had breakfast, Song Yuntang said goodbye to Mrs. Wu next door and set off for Cile Town.

The mule cart went straight to the farm.

Song Yuntang asked Xu Wencheng to send Jiang back to Lushan Village first, and then led Cheng Nian'er off the mule cart.

She first looked around the farm. The wooden shed had been widened and walls had been added on all four sides. A thick layer of straw was also laid on the shed to keep it warm. Inside the shed, the tools she had previously instructed for making rouge were now all ready.

A greenhouse has been built not far away.

The yard under the mountain spring is also coming to an end.

Song Yuntang gathered everyone together and began to explain the arrangements for the next period of time.

After some people were sent out, there are only four people working in the wooden shed, Qiao Da, Qiao Er, and my eldest cousin and second cousin.

We are currently preparing to open our first rouge shop. Four people may be enough. In the future, if we open more rouge shops, we will definitely have to recruit more people.

Furthermore, this kind of delicate work requires a woman to come in and help keep an eye on it.

As for Song Mazi, Song Cheng and the other three, Song Yuntang is currently arranging for them to go to the county town to build a medical clinic.

The clinic was cleaned yesterday. There are still some missing corners or parts in the house that need to be renovated. With such a big yard, it will probably take ten days to complete.

After making the arrangements, they had a simple lunch in the courtyard at noon. In the afternoon, Song Yuntang led everyone to select materials for processing, trying his best to present every detail to them.

The production of rouge is not done in a day.

I also have to customize the packaging boxes for rouge and pills.

Therefore, during the renovation of the clinic, Song Yuntang did not go to the county town.

He wandered between Zhuangzi and Lushan Village every day and stayed there for half a month.