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

After Song Yuntang returned home, he closed the gate and rinsed the bamboo jars one by one to remove the dust and placed them in the yard to dry. Then he took out the rough straw paper, cut it into small squares of the same size, wrote the three words "shampoo" with charcoal, and used them to stick on the bamboo jars.

Just as she was busy, there was a knock on the gate.

"Miss Song, are you home?"

Song Yuntang hurriedly got up and ran to open the gate.

"Mudong and Muqiu, why are you here?"

Mu Qiu, who was standing in front knocking on the door, was introverted by nature. Before he could organize his words, Mu Dong, who was carrying a bucket of water, came forward with a simple smile on his face.

"I came to fetch water for the girl. I brought my sister along to avoid misunderstandings."

"Come in quickly."

Song Yuntang hurriedly let the two of them in.

Mu Dong carried the bucket of water and went straight to the kitchen. After pouring the water into the water tank, he went out to fetch the second bucket of water.

Mu Qiu stood quietly in the yard, watching Song Yuntang put away the dried bamboo jars one by one, and then took out a small jar from the house and used a spoon to pour the liquid in the small jar into the bamboo jar.

She found it interesting, so she went forward to help Song Yuntang put the lids of the bamboo jars filled with shampoo on them and neatly stacked them under the eaves where they were not exposed to the sun.

Song Yuntang glanced in her direction and smiled, "Mu Qiu is quite meticulous in his work."

After receiving Song Yuntang's praise, Mu Qiu showed a shy smile on his face.

"My mother always says that."

As Song Yuntang filled the bamboo pot with shampoo, he asked, "Mu Qiu, do you want to make money?"

Mu Qiu paused.

"I want to, but I don't know how to do it..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do it. You can learn." Song Yuntang looked at her with a smile, "No one is born knowing everything. You are still young, and there are plenty of opportunities."

Mu Qiu glanced in her direction, then lowered his head and busied himself with the work at hand.

"Sister Song is only half a year older than me, but from the tone of your voice, it seems like you are much older than me."

Song Yuntang smiled and said calmly, "Your experiences are different. Although you lost your father, you have your mother and brother who truly protect you, so your heart is pure. I did have a happy childhood, but it was only during that time. It's better not to talk about the days after that."

Mu Qiu looked at her with some sympathy.

"So Sister Song came to town alone to rent a house because of family connections?"

In today's world, it takes a lot of courage for a woman to leave her family and live alone. No one would do this unless they have to.

Song Yuntang nodded. "It's due to my family's relationship, and also my own reasons. I feel that living alone is pretty good now. I'm free and at ease."

After she filled the shampoo bottle, she took the glutinous rice to the kitchen, lit a small stove, and cooked a pot of porridge in a bowl.

When Mu Dong came out of the kitchen with the porridge, he had already filled the water tank.

"Brother, you go back first. I'll help Sister Song." Mu Qiu looked at him and said.

Mu Qiu doesn't have many friends and doesn't like to communicate with others. Now that he can talk to Song Yuntang, Mu Dong is happy.

He carried the bucket and looked at Song Yuntang.

"When will Miss Song be home tomorrow? I'll come back to fetch water tomorrow."

Song Yuntang thought about it.

"In the morning, it's cool."

She thought that she must not let Mu Dong work in vain, and she would have to think of him when anything happened.

"By the way, Mu Dong, when are you free? I'd like you to help me run to Rongshu Village and deliver a message to my brother."

"I'm free in the afternoon." Mu Dong said.

Song Yuntang nodded, "Okay, I'll bring the things to you when I'm done here and go give Wu Wei acupuncture."

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Mu Dong said, and left with the bucket.

The sun was quite strong outside at the moment, so Song Yuntang and Mu Qiu went into the house. One of them applied the paste while the other applied the stickers, and they finished everything in no time.

Mu Qiu, who couldn't read, held up one of the bamboo jars and asked, "Sister Song, is this medicine?"

"It's shampoo made from medicinal herbs." Song Yuntang picked up a bottle and handed it to her. "Here, take a bottle and try it too. Your hair will feel so smooth after washing with this."

Only then did Mu Qiu notice Song Yuntang's hair.

It turns out that her hair is smooth, black and shiny because she uses this shampoo.

She took it hesitantly with both hands, "Thank you, Sister Song."

"You're welcome." Song Yuntang smiled and put all the shampoo in a dark corner. "I was hoping you could help me sell shampoo. I'm going to North Street to look for a shop this afternoon. Do you want to come with me?"

Mu Qiu nodded quickly.

"it is good."

After Song Yuntang placed all the bamboo jars, he picked up an empty jar and silver needles and went to the Mu family with Mu Qiu to give Wu Wei acupuncture.

After the acupuncture was finished, he collected a consultation fee of 150 coins, handed the bamboo cup to Mu Dong, gave him a few instructions, and then went home.

I didn't go to the market on East Street all morning, so there were no vegetables at home, only brown rice and a small amount of glutinous rice I bought today.

She suddenly had an idea to mix some glutinous rice into the brown rice, and the porridge became much thicker.

After having a quick lunch and resting for half an hour, he called Mu Qiu to go to North Street together.

The Lin family also lived in the North Street area. In order to avoid running into the Lin family, she always walked around the Lin residence, as far as possible.

The two walked around North Street for a while and finally stopped in front of a rouge and powder shop.

The wealthy families in the town are all concentrated in the North Street area. There are only two rouge and powder shops in Cile Town. One of them is near the East Street and targets ordinary people. The shop on the North Street seems to be of a slightly higher standard.

Song Yuntang looked up at the plaque and directly pulled Mu Qiu into Taoxia Pavilion.

"Girl, do you want to buy anything?"

The maid from the shop came over and saw that Song Yuntang was dressed in cloth and Mu Qiu behind him was wearing clothes that were washed white and had patches on them. Her expression was not very enthusiastic.

Song Yuntang directly stated his purpose.

"Please, young lady, pass on a message. I would like to meet your shopkeeper."

"The shopkeeper is not here, please go back young lady." After the maid said this, she glanced at the two of them with extreme arrogance, twisted her slender waist and left, leaving them at the door.

Mu Qiu held the basket in one hand and nervously grabbed Song Yuntang's sleeve with the other hand.

"Sister Song."

Seeing this, Song Yuntang turned around, smiled faintly, patted her arm and said soothingly, "It's okay. Their attitude is so disrespectful to sell our products to them. Let's look elsewhere, maybe we can find a more suitable shop."

Mu Qiu muttered, "But we just asked, the shops on North Street are all quite expensive." As she walked, she thought, "Sister Song, we don't have much to sell anyway, so why not start with a small stall?"

"A small stall?"

Mu Qiu nodded. "I've seen people setting up small stalls in town before. They're quite flexible. They can be set up anywhere and don't have to pay rent. If the officials come to take over, we can just pack up and leave."

"That's fine, but I'm afraid I don't have the time to push the stall around every day." Besides, if she did that, she would definitely run into the Lin family often, and then they would act like they were big shots because she had lost them. "Let's keep looking. If we really can't find them, I'm afraid we'll have to start with a small stall first."

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