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

Upon learning that she was coming, everyone in the village ran to the village entrance to wait. Seeing the carriage coming from afar, everyone, led by the village head Song Hongfu, saluted Song Yuntang.

"Greetings to the County Master."

Song Yuntang lifted the car curtain.

"No need to be so polite, everyone. I'm just visiting my relatives in Rongshu Village. I hope everything remains the same as before."

Song Hongfu hurriedly followed the carriage.

"The county lady hasn't been to Rongshu Village for a long time. Are you here today because there's a new addition to your family?"

"Yes." Song Yuntang looked at him, "There's no need to follow me, the village head. It's cold and the ground is slippery, and there's snow falling. You better not fall. Let's go back."

Although it was quite unpleasant in the past.

After all, he is an elder of the Song family, so he still has to maintain superficial politeness.

I was so busy in the county town before, but after coming back yesterday, I suddenly relaxed and felt particularly lazy. I didn't want to get off the carriage at this moment.

After she finished speaking, she lowered the curtain and asked Xia Ning to drive the carriage straight to the door of her house.

Song Hongfu watched the carriage go away, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

If they had not blindly listened to Song Zhimei's words in the past, Rongshu Village would have at least contributed a large part of the reputation Song Yuntang has gained today. It is said that Lushan Village has received many benefits from the county and provincial capital because of Song Yuntang.

He sighed.

Regret.

As soon as the carriage arrived at the door, the sound of firecrackers was heard.

Song Yuntang lifted the car curtain and saw that her grandparents, parents, elder and second brothers, two younger brothers, and the families of her uncle and second uncle were all waiting for her at the door.

Seeing her get off the carriage, Song Xingye and the old Lin couple wanted to lead everyone in paying their respects, but Song Yuntang quickly stepped forward to support her.

"Grandpa, please don't do that. It's not right for an elder to bow to a younger person."

Uncle Song Jinzhu laughed at the side, revealing his big white teeth. "Tang'er is now a county lady appointed by the emperor himself. As someone who receives a salary from the court, it is only natural for us to pay our respects to the county lady."

"To the outside world, I'm the county lady, but at home, you should just treat me as an ordinary junior." She took the bundle from Xia Ning and looked at the elders in front of her. "This time I came back, I brought some New Year's goods for my grandparents, my parents, and my uncles. I'll put them in the carriage. One person from each family should go with Xia Ning to put the things away."

Each family received one stone of rice and twenty pounds of meat.

She thought that it was a cold day and the meat could be kept for a while, so she brought some more.

In addition, he also brought some health-strengthening pills and winter clothes for Song Xingye and the old couple Lin.

Song Jinbao, Zhao, their niece and nephew also prepared one each.

So that Liu wouldn't accuse her of being biased.

"It's snowing today, and it's cold outside. Tang'er, please go inside first." Zhao said cheerfully, walking towards the kitchen, "I'll make you a cup of hot tea first."

Seeing this, Wang Hongying hurriedly took Song Yuntang's arm and walked into the house.

"Tang'er, are your parents-in-law okay?"

Song Yuntang nodded, "I'm fine."

"A few days ago, my brother-in-law passed the imperial examination, but you didn't tell us. We only found out later that Lushan Village had held a banquet for him." Wang Hongying complained pretendingly.

Song Yuntang smiled and shook his head. "It wasn't a big deal, actually. I just invited the villagers to have a simple meal on the day I got home. I didn't even notify my mother-in-law's relatives."

Lin was supported by her second uncle Song Jinwen and walked behind.

"Speaking of which, this girl has good vision. Before, your third brother and his wife were not very supportive of her marrying into Lushan Village. If it were an ordinary girl, she might have listened to her family's arrangements. Fortunately, she is a decisive person. Otherwise, how could such a good thing happen to her now?"

Song Jinbao, who was standing by, scratched his head guiltily after hearing this.

Wang Hongying smiled.

"What mother said makes sense, but my uncle wasn't fully recovered at that time, and my third brother and his wife were worried that Tang'er would have no one to rely on in the future. After all, they didn't have any bad intentions."

She lifted the curtain in front of the door and pulled Song Yuntang into the house.

There was a kang in the room, making it warm. As soon as Song Yuntang came in, he took off his cloak.

Seeing this, Wang Hongying took it over before Song Yuntang even had time to react.

Song Xingye was the oldest patriarch in the family. He sat down in the main seat, looked at Song Yuntang, and asked, "I heard that your son-in-law went to the capital? Is he planning to take part in the imperial examination next year?"

Everyone pricked up their ears and listened.

Song Yuntang nodded, "I do have plans, but I don't know what the outcome will be. I'm afraid I'll go to the capital with him next year."

"That's fine," said Grandma Lin. "My son-in-law has good looks and good character. If you and your wife are away from each other for a long time, it's easy for seductresses outside to take advantage of you. Tang'er has to seize the opportunity. It's hard for a woman to survive alone in the outside world. He will be your greatest support in the future."

There are always many beautiful women around men who have some abilities.

If my grandson-in-law really wants to take a concubine in the future, he has to have Tang'er, the legal wife, to watch over him and find some honest and reliable ones.

Otherwise, there will be no peace in the harem.

Song Yuntang did not refute Lin's point of view.

"Grandma is absolutely right."

If it were in the past, she might have said that she could live well on her own.

But the status of women in the Great Xia Dynasty was indeed awkward. Moreover, she and Xu Qingye were in love with each other, and he was a reliable man, so she was willing to rely on him.

Zhao carried the tray from outside, lifted the curtain and walked into the house, feeling reluctant to leave.

"Tang'er is going to the capital next year. I'm afraid there will be even fewer chances for him to come back, right?"

Over the past year, the mother and daughter have met less frequently, and they get along harmoniously despite not living together.

After finally easing the relationship, she was leaving again. As a mother, she was really reluctant to let her go.

Song Yuntang stretched out his hands to take the tea she handed him and held it in his hands to warm it.

"If Grandpa and Mom are free, you can ask your second brother to take you to see the capital. I will definitely accompany Grandpa and Mom to have a good time in the capital."

When Lin heard this, he said jokingly.

"Grandma, in her entire life, has only ever been to Anyang County. If she could actually make that trip to the capital, she'd be able to brag about it to her old sisters until she's buried."

She didn't really want to go, but was just following Song Yuntang's words. At their age, not being a burden to their descendants was the greatest blessing.

Song Jinbao was worried that his words might sound unpleasant, so he didn't say anything.

But Zhao said, "My parents have lived in Rongshu Village their whole lives. They don't know anything except farm work. I heard that there are dignitaries everywhere there, and I'm afraid if I do something wrong or say something wrong there, it will bring trouble to you."

Song Yuntang didn't say much. She put down the teacup in her hand, clapped her hands, and took Song Yi, who was already one year and one month old, from Song Jinyuan.

"Does Yi'er still remember her aunt?"

Song Yi couldn't speak yet, and could only look timidly at her pretty aunt in front of her.