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

Zhao Qiao'e rubbed her knees nervously and didn't say anything more.

As for Lin Zhaozhao, Zhao Qiao'e still had some feelings for her because of the incident against Song Yuntang in Rongshu Village last time, so she did not take the initiative to greet her. Instead, Song Yuntang waved at her without any hesitation.

"Ms. Lin, do you think what I said before is true? I said we will have many opportunities to meet in the future, right?"

That expression looked well-behaved and friendly, but only Lin Zhaozhao could see that Song Yuntang was provoking her, a naked provocation!

He clenched his fists tightly under his sleeves, and finally couldn't help but groan and turned his head to the window.

As Lin Zhaozhao's mother and a woman who has stayed in the back house for so many years, how could Zhuang Wenyin not know what she was thinking?

But now that Zhao Qiao'e, an outsider, was present, she couldn't educate her in the carriage. After an awkward smile, the carriage became quiet.

There was no conversation along the way, and they finally reached a fork in the road. Song Yuntang and Zhao Qiao'e got off the carriage after thanking Zhuang Wenyin.

After watching the first carriage leave, the next carriage slowed down as it passed the two of them. Lin Jingyao lifted the carriage window curtain, looked at Song Yuntang and said, "Tang'er, be careful on the road."

Song Yuntang waved his hand, and he and Zhao Qiao'e turned and walked towards Rongshu Village.

……

When I got home, it was already noon.

"Tang'er!" Song Jinyuan ran towards Song Yuntang with excitement, pulled her to the pigpen, and uncovered the wet cloth covering one of the buckets. "Look, the soybeans have sprouted so quickly!"

Song Yuntang stretched his neck to take a look inside. "The temperature is high, so it's normal for them to germinate quickly. They'll grow for a day tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow we can take them to town to sell."

Song Jinyuan's eyes lit up, "So, can I go with you to meet my future brother-in-law the day after tomorrow?"

Song Yuntang raised his eyebrows.

"Whether it will work or not is still uncertain, so don't call it so early."

Song Jinyuan hurriedly covered the bucket with cotton cloth, and after Song Yuntang left the house, he closed the pigpen door.

"Didn't mother say that the Wu family is well off?"

"If the conditions are good, I will agree to it?" Song Yuntang looked at Song Jinyuan and asked softly, "Didn't Big Brother and Big Sister-in-law fall in love with each other before getting married?"

Song Jinyuan shook his head. "Our marriage was arranged by our elders. I didn't even know what your sister-in-law looked like before we lifted the veil."

Song Yuntang pursed his lips and suddenly felt that talking to him was meaningless.

"Then pretend I didn't ask."

After saying that, he went back to the house to rest.

Song Jinyuan scratched his head in confusion, wondering if he had said anything wrong just now, so why did he suddenly ignore him?

He shook his head and went back to his room.

During dinner, Liu Xiangyun took off the purse from her waist, poured all the copper coins inside onto the table and pushed it towards Song Yuntang.

"Tang'er, this is the sixty-five coins I collected from selling shampoo today. Please count them carefully."

Song Yuntang was stunned. "Didn't everyone think it was too expensive last night? Why are there still people buying it today?"

"They saw people showing off after buying it," Liu said with a smile. "Luckily, we villagers don't have any, otherwise who knows how much they would show off."

Song Yuntang smiled and put the copper coins on the table into his purse without counting.

Today's harvest was quite big, and holding the money in her hands made her feel more at ease.

……

The day for meeting with the Wu family arrived.

Early in the morning, Song Jinyuan put all the first batch of soybean sprouts into a bamboo winnowing basket.

The soybean sprouts grown in four buckets and a bathtub were just enough to fill two winnowing baskets.

He soaked another liter and a half of soybeans, took a bamboo tube and sprayed the water on the soybean sprouts, put it in a winnowing basket, covered it with wet cotton cloth, and then carried it on a shoulder pole and set off with Song Jinbao and Song Yuntang.

The three of them walked to the town. There was still more than half an hour left before the time agreed with the Wu father and son, so they went to the market on East Street together to sell bean sprouts.

Although we didn't arrive early, it was a hot day and every household's vegetable garden was not doing well, so there were not many people selling vegetables. We quickly found a relatively good spot.

Song Jinyuan put the winnowing basket on the ground, uncovered the cotton cloth and sprinkled water on the bean sprouts first.

"I'm selling bean sprouts. Three cents a bunch."

There is no scale at home, so I can only grab it by feel.

With Song Jinyuan and his son Song Jinbao watching over the stall, Song Yuntang didn't need to stand by and watch.

I looked up and saw the pastry shop at the entrance of the market. I had never eaten date paste pastry before, but now I actually missed the taste.

Thinking that he had made a small profit in the past few days, he walked towards the pastry shop.

He spent eighteen cents to buy a portion of jujube paste cake, took a piece and took a bite, and just as he turned around, he met Lin Gengshi.

Both of them were stunned, as if they didn't expect to meet here.

Afterwards, Song Yuntang ignored him and walked straight past him towards Song Jinbao and Song Jinyuan who were not far away.

"Dad, big brother, try it." She said, handing the pastry wrapped in oil paper to the two of them.

Song Jinbao took a look and found that the pastries were exquisite and smelled fragrant, but there were only five or six pieces in total, so he waved his hand.

"Dad won't eat it, you eat it."

Song Jinyuan also said while collecting the money, "I'm busy right now, sister, you can eat by yourself."

The aunt squatting nearby buying bean sprouts glanced in Song Yuntang's direction and said with a smile, "The girl is still a blessed person."

Hearing this, Song Jinyuan was very happy and gave the old lady an extra handful of bean sprouts.

"Take care, Auntie."

The old lady was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling. "Hey, if it tastes good, I'll come back to buy it from you tomorrow."

Song Yuntang looked in the direction of the two winnowing baskets. After just a short while, one of the winnowing baskets was almost empty.

Looking around, they found that compared with other vegetable farmers, the price of their bean sprouts was not high, and these people had never eaten them before, so naturally they were more popular.

After Lin Gengshi bought a portion of date paste pastry, he glanced in the direction of Song Yuntang, but did not disturb her. He hurried back to the Lin family.

Song Yuntang stood aside and slowly finished his second piece of date paste cake. Both baskets of bean sprouts had been sold out.

It was Song Jinyuan's first time setting up a stall in the town to do business. He was very happy to make money.

He collected the things and picked up the two empty winnowing baskets on a shoulder pole.

"Dad, Tang'er, go to Yuchun Teahouse and find Matchmaker Zhou first. I'll put the things on Grandpa Sun's ox cart and come over."

Song Jinbao nodded, "Okay."

Song Jinyuan was quite fast. Before Song Jinbao and Song Yuntang stepped into the Yuchun Teahouse, Song Jinyuan arrived here breathlessly.

"Dad, Tang'er."

Song Jinbao looked at him angrily and said, "Look at you, you're out of breath. Don't lose face in front of your future in-laws."

After hearing this, Song Jinyuan quickly straightened up and calmed his disordered breathing.

Song Yuntang looked at the two of them with a strange expression.

A future brother-in-law and a future in-law?

He started yelling before he even started thinking.

They are indeed father and son.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?" Seeing someone coming, the waiter of the teahouse hurried over to greet him.

Song Jinbao didn't respond. He glanced around the teahouse and pointed at Matchmaker Zhou who was waving at him not far away. "We're looking for someone."