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

Song Yuntang looked at Song Jinsheng and said, "Second brother is going to Brother Mazi's place this afternoon. Can you ask him to make three bathtubs for our family first?"

Song Jinsheng nodded. "Okay, we have some ready-made wood. I'll be there to help. The bathtub won't take long."

"How many people are helping him now?" Song Yuntang asked.

Song Jinsheng said hurriedly, "We've taken on another job for a water truck. Besides the two of us, we've also found five other people to help."

After the family finished their meal, Zhao Qiao'e looked at Song Yuntang.

"Tang'er, matchmaker Zhou came this morning and said they've received a letter from Dongming Village, agreeing to let you and Wu Wei meet."

Song Yuntang nodded, "Are we going to Dongming Village?"

Lin Jingyao stopped her today, originally wanting to talk about Wu Wei.

Although she didn't let him say it in the end, she could roughly guess that the Wu family was not too poor and had good family traditions. They didn't look for a partner nearby, but came to her across several villages. She was afraid that there was really something wrong with Wu Wei.

But the last time my second brother went there, he didn’t even find out.

Zhao Qiao'e said, "Originally we were going to Dongming Village, but Matchmaker Zhou thought it was too far for a young girl like you to go, so he asked Wu Wei's father to take him to Cile Town. Then your father will take you to meet them."

Song Yuntang originally thought that they had to go to Dongming Village, which was so far away. Knowing that Wu Wei might have problems, he was not willing to go.

However, in Cile Town, there is no such concern.

Going to take a look would also reassure the family.

"What day is it?"

"Three days later." Zhao Qiao'e replied.

"Okay." Song Yuntang put down his chopsticks. "The soybeans should be almost soaked. I'll go and sprout them."

Song Jinyuan also hurriedly stood up.

"I'll go with you. Once I learn how to do it, I'll handle all these things from now on."

The weather was hot, so the soybeans swelled quickly and became swollen within an hour.

Song Yuntang spread a thin layer of soybeans in the bucket and bathtub, then found some old cotton cloth, wet it and put it on the surface. After sprinkling a layer of water on it, he put the bucket and bathtub into the pigpen and closed the door.

"It's best to keep the bean sprouts out of the sun, and keep the cotton cloth moist with water. It's hot now, so they'll be ready to eat in two or three days."

Song Jinyuan nodded, "I remember everything."

After doing all this, Song Yuntang wanted to go back to the house to rest, but he heard Li Dahai's voice outside the yard.

"Miss Song, I've brought you what you wanted."

Song Yuntang trotted to open the gate and saw Li Dahei standing at the door carrying two cloth bags.

"Doctor Li, come in quickly."

Li Dahei entered the yard, put down the things on his shoulders, and said while untying the cloth bag, "Some of these herbs I saved before, and some I picked from the mountains in the past two days. At least I have enough for you."

Song Yuntang smiled and said, "Thank you for your help, Doctor Li."

If you go to town to buy this, you'll have to buy at least one or two taels.

Li Dahei waved his hand and said, "Miss Song, please don't be polite to me. I have also benefited from you, haven't I?"

Zhao Qiao'e poured a glass of water and walked out of the main room, "Doctor Li is here, drink some water quickly."

"Doctor Li, please come in and sit down." Song Jinbao also greeted him warmly.

Unable to refuse the kind invitation, Li Dahai and Song Yuntang said goodbye and went to the main hall.

Song Yuntang poured all the herbs Li Dahei had sent onto the bamboo plaque. There were pine and cypress leaves, soap beans, soapberries, astragalus, radix scutellariae, glossy privet fruits, and frosted mulberry leaves...

She counted and found that almost all the herbs that she had asked Doctor Li to give her were there.

Seeing these medicinal herbs, Song Yuntang was no longer sleepy.

He immediately went to the kitchen and washed the pot that Zhao Qiao'e had already cleaned. Seeing that there was not much water left in the water tank, he shouted outside, "Brother, there is not enough water at home."

"coming."

Song Jinyuan, who had just laid down, went out of the house and went to the place where he usually kept the buckets to get a bucket. Only then did he realize that all four buckets in the house had been taken away by his sister to grow bean sprouts.

Touching the back of his head, Song Jinyuan walked towards the courtyard gate and said, "I'm going to borrow a bucket from Brother Mazi's house."

Looking at Song Jinyuan walking away, Song Yuntang had a smile on his face.

This big brother talks little, but he acts decisively.

Take out half of the medicinal materials on the bamboo plate, break the soap beans and put them into the pot together with the rest of the medicinal materials, add water and start to boil.

Doctor Li had his own things to do, so he went back after sitting for a short while.

After Zhao Qiao'e and Song Jinbao sent him out of the yard, they came to the kitchen and asked, "Tang'er, what are you doing?"

"I'll make some shampoo."

I haven't washed my hair properly in many days since I came here. There is a soapberry tree in the village, but there are so many villagers in Rongshu Village that it has been plucked out long ago.

In hot weather, oil secretion is strong, and washing with just water is the same as not washing at all.

"Shampoo?" Zhao Qiao'e was a little confused, but she didn't ask any more questions. "Put a few big sticks of firewood in the stove and let them burn. Come out and get some fresh air. Don't stay in there all the time. It will be troublesome if you get a heat stroke later."

Song Yuntang nodded, "I understand. Mom, go and rest first."

Zhao Qiao'e responded and pulled Song Jinbao back into the house.

Song Yuntang stuffed two large pieces of firewood into the stove and went back to the house. The water in the pot had already boiled and only needed to be simmered on low heat for an hour.

……

Just after the hour of Wei, Song Yuntang extinguished the fire in the stove and opened the lid of the pot. He saw that only half of the pot of water was left. The soup in the pot was a bit thick, and the whole room was filled with the aroma of herbs.

After taking out the residue, Song Yuntang poured the boiled medicine juice into a clean large jar, let it cool, and then sealed it. He took a small jar with the remaining medicine juice in the pot and went outside. He poured a large basin of water and washed his hair twice with the shampoo.

After washing, my hair is smooth and shiny, and I feel refreshed.

In the house, Liu Xiangyun's neck felt sore after embroidering for a long time, so she put down her sewing basket and left the house. At this moment, Song Yuntang was sitting under the eaves combing her long hair that was almost dry.

The hair was smooth and each strand was distinct, shining with a healthy luster in the sun, just like flowing silk, which made Liu's face full of envy.

"Tang'er, your hair looks so beautiful."

Then he touched his hair which was wrapped in a cloth. His scalp felt sticky, his hair was dull and dry, and it was difficult to comb it.

Song Yuntang looked in her direction and pointed to the small jar in the corner. "I washed it with freshly boiled shampoo. Sister-in-law can try it too."

"Okay." Liu couldn't wait to take off her hair, and she also filled a basin with water and washed her hair carefully with the shampoo in the small jar.

Song Yuntang handed her a comb and said, "Comb it first and then rinse it."

Liu took the comb. Her hair had just been washed and was smooth, so it took almost no effort to comb it.

"Tang'er, this shampoo is so good!"

Song Yuntang smiled and said, "Since sister-in-law thinks it's useful, you have to go out and walk around a few more times after you finish it."

Liu understood what Song Yuntang meant. After washing her hair, she moved a stool and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

"Don't wait until it's dry. I'll sit by the door and let my hair dry."