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

Song Yuntang shook his head. "I don't have any opinions. Although Zhuang Ziang failed the imperial examination, with his knowledge, he is more than qualified to teach in a private school."

Teaching in private schools only means learning to recognize a few words and read the Thousand Character Classic. When the children are older and want to continue their studies, they have to come to the formal academy in Cile Town.

It’s no big deal that she has a relationship with the Lin family. At most, she can just go to the private school less often and have less contact with them.

Xu Qingye smiled and said, "Miss Song, please don't let Ziang hear what you said, otherwise he might fly into a rage."

Song Yuntang curled his lips and smiled.

"I'm not afraid of him."

Song Jinyuan, standing by, was puzzled. "Sister, it seems like you know Mr. Zhuang very well?"

Song Yuntang said lightly, "He and the Lin family are cousins. I've seen him at the Lin family before."

"No wonder."

……

In less than half an hour, the ox cart stopped at the entrance of Rongshu Village.

"Everyone, we're here."

Song Yuntang jumped off the ox cart and paid the fare to Grandpa Sun together with Xu Qingye and Huang Dou's fare, a total of seven cents.

"Thank you very much, sir. Take care."

"Oh, you're welcome."

Grandpa Sun collected the fare and quickly turned the ox cart around and headed towards Cile Town again.

Xu Qingye felt a little embarrassed.

"It's a shame that Miss Song spent so much money."

Song Yuntang said generously, "Brother Xu also gave me some food. It's just two cents for the ride, don't worry about it."

Xu Qingye smiled and looked at the two of them. "I have to go back to the private school, so I won't be traveling with you two."

Song Jinyuan nodded and said, "Take care, Mr. Xu."

After Xu Qingye left, Song Jinyuan walked forward carrying the soybeans, glancing in the direction of Song Yuntang from time to time.

Song Yuntang held the paper and red dates in his arms and turned his head to look at Song Jinyuan beside him.

"What do you always look at me for, brother?"

Song Jinyuan didn't feel embarrassed when she found him. He looked straight ahead with a smile in his eyes. "Nothing, I just feel that Tang'er is very different today."

Song Yuntang walked forward, "What's the difference?"

"You look..." Song Jinyuan frowned and thought for a moment, "more like someone from here."

Song Yuntang said, "Isn't it?"

Song Jinyuan smiled and said, "Yes, of course."

When the two returned home, Zhao Qiao'e was shocked when she saw the big bag of soybeans on Song Jinyuan's shoulder.

"Oh my God, how much did you buy? Isn't the capital I gave you enough?"

Song Jinyuan carried the soybeans into the main room and placed them near the door. "My sister said one stone is much more cost-effective, so we brought back a bag."

Song Yuntang entered the main room and handed two kilograms of red dates and the white flour cake that Mu Dong gave her into Zhao Qiao'e's hands.

"The red dates are for my sister-in-law's health, and the white flour cakes were sent by a patient's family. Heat them up and have them for lunch."

Zhao Qiao'e and Song Jinyuan were both stunned.

Song Jinyuan originally thought that Song Yuntang bought the red dates because she wanted to eat them herself, but he didn't expect that she did it for her wife and children. He felt warm in his heart.

"Thank you, Tang'er."

Zhao Qiao'e reached out and took it. "Tang'er is really thoughtful. You must have spent a lot of money on this trip, right? I'll give it to you."

Song Yuntang waved his hand, "No need, I'll ask you for money when I'm short of money."

After she finished speaking, she left the main room and headed towards the room with the pillars and piles.

In the main hall, the mother and son looked at each other with smiles in their eyes. Song Jinyuan approached Zhao Qiao'e and said, "Mom, I found that my sister is really different from before."

Zhao Qiao'e's eyes were red. "Yes, mother felt it."

Zhuzi and Zhuangzi, who had just returned home after digging wild vegetables for the whole morning, were reading at the desk. They were both stunned when they saw Song Yuntang enter their room. Then they watched her put seventy sheets of paper bought for one hundred coins on their desk. Judging from the quality and fineness, it was obviously much better than the paper they had before.

Then she took out half of a piece of rough-edged straw paper and placed it on the table for both of them.

"These are yours, I'll keep the rest for myself."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to his room to put some toilet paper.

The reason why I bought such cheap rough paper is, on the one hand, to use it for daily writing and drawing, and on the other hand, this kind of straw paper is quite soft even when crumpled. Although it cannot be compared with the toilet paper in my previous life, it can barely be used as toilet paper.

Although it is a bit extravagant given their family's current conditions, for the sake of her physical and mental health, it's okay to be a bit extravagant.

……

After putting the rough paper neatly into the drawer of the dressing table, Song Yuntang turned and went to the kitchen.

At this moment, Zhao Qiao'e was cooking porridge in the kitchen.

"Mom, how many basins and buckets do we have at home?"

Zhao Qiao'e thought for a moment, "There are four buckets, and as for basins, excluding the two kitchen sinks, we have the ones we're using now." Then she seemed to think of something, "Oh, by the way, there's also a larger old bathtub. Your two younger brothers won't be able to use it anymore after they grow up, so we put it on the beam of the pigpen so it doesn't take up space."

"Then I'll go get it."

Song Yuntang turned around and ran towards the pigpen.

Seeing this, Zhao Qiao'e hurriedly shouted outside, "Jinyuan, go and help your sister, don't let her fall."

"coming."

In the end, Song Jinyuan stepped on the wall next to the pigpen and took down the old bathtub that was placed on the beam.

"Tang'er, what do you want this bathtub for?"

“It’s used to grow soybean sprouts.”

Song Yuntang placed the bathtub next to the water tank, scooped a liter of soybeans into the vegetable basin and soaked them in clean water, then cleaned the dusty bathtub inside and out.

"Brother, please take down all the remaining wood from the pigpen."

Song Jinyuan didn't ask why, just said okay and went towards the pigpen.

Looking at Song Yuntang who was arranging work for his eldest son outside the house, Zhao Qiao'e, who was busy in the kitchen, was smiling. At this moment, she could finally let go of the worry that had been hanging in her heart for three years.

After washing the bathtub, Song Yuntang cleaned the four buckets and placed them in the corner. Then he went to the pigpen and together with Song Jinyuan, he took the wood from the beams and placed it on the wall of the pigpen, and sealed the windows and holes around it.

In this way, closing the pigpen door creates a relatively dark environment, which is more suitable for the growth of soybean sprouts.

Although Song Jinyuan didn't understand why Song Yuntang did this, seeing her serious expression, he felt that she must have her reasons for doing so.

After finishing these things, Zhao Qiao'e's meal was almost ready, and Song Jinbao and Song Jinsheng, who had been busy outside, also returned home.

The lunch was relatively rich, with brown rice porridge, white flour bread that Song Yuntang took home, and a small dish of wild vegetables.

White flour cakes are much softer and more fragrant than brown rice cakes, and they will not feel stuck in the throat when swallowed.

"Mom, have we bought white flour?" Song Jinsheng asked while eating.

Zhao Qiao'e shook her head. "How can we afford white flour with our current financial situation? It was given to us by a patient named Tang'er."