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

After hearing this, the men immediately lost their initial ferocity.

"Don't come over here. Can't we just give up the money?"

After saying that, he turned and ran away.

A bunch of cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong!

Song Yuntang spit inwardly, put away his smile, put the paper bag back into his sleeve, turned around and walked into the yard.

All the people who were watching the fun just now dispersed. Before, no one took the little girl living here seriously, but after this incident, no one dared to look down on her anymore.

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After closing the gate, Song Yuntang looked at Xu Qingye.

"Will you think I'm cruel?"

Looking down at the little girl in front of him, Xu Qingye shook his head. "You live alone, so you need to be tough so you don't get bullied." Then he asked, "Southern Suburbs is a mixed bag, and the atmosphere is not good. Do you want to move you to a quieter place to live?"

Song Yuntang refused without thinking.

“There are no such conditions now.”

The courtyards in Cile Town are not cheap. The one we live in now will cost at least two or three hundred coins a month.

She wants to save some money and buy it directly. When she wants to buy something, she won’t consider whether it will be inconvenient to move in the future.

Besides, she has already paid two months' rent here, so she has to live here for two months before making any decision.

Xu Qingye felt sorry for her. "If you don't have enough money, you can use it for the betrothal gift first. I don't care whether you can take the money back with you when you get married in the future. My parents won't ask about it either."

If she had not experienced the matter of the real and fake daughter of the Lin family, and had lived in Rongshu Village since childhood, the conflicts between her and her family would not be so great.

Maybe I could live in peace with my family until I get married and leave, instead of having to work hard outside like I do now, at such a young age, and having to shoulder everything by myself.

Hearing what he said, Song Yuntang suddenly felt a surge of grievances about being framed for something inexplicably wrong today.

It’s just that I haven’t been cared for so sincerely in my past and present lives, so I’m a little uncomfortable for a while.

He took a deep breath, said he understood, and turned to go to the kitchen.

Song Yuntang calmed himself down, added two pieces of firewood into the stove, and then took out the remaining half tank of shampoo and put it into the dried jars.

Xu Qingye is here today, so the paper cutting and writing work will be left to him.

After the shampoo water in the pot was boiled and cooled slightly and then scooped into a small jar, Song Yuntang began to cook.

I stewed a big bowl of fish soup at noon, fried some bean sprouts with the leftover lard, and generously cooked a pot of white rice.

The burnt brown rice crust on the bottom of the pot was crispy and fragrant, and the milky fish soup made it fragrant and fresh. Everyone ate in silence.

It has been almost a month since Song Yuntang came here, and this is the first time he has felt so satisfied with his meal.

Xu Qingye had lunch here and went home first because he had something to do.

After Mu Dong and Mu Qiu went home to rest, Song Jinsheng raised the questions in his heart.

"Tang'er, don't you want to go through your parents for your marriage? They don't seem to be so opposed to it now."

"Second brother, just bring them the news from here. Since I've moved out, I'll make the decision on these matters myself."

After she came to the town, the couple neither visited her nor asked about her through Song Jinsheng, nor did they send her anything. She had to pay for the bean sprouts to be brought to her, which showed that the original owner was not that important in their hearts.

But this is just right, she will have fewer constraints and can live her life more peacefully in the future.

Seeing Song Yuntang's firm attitude, Song Jinsheng sighed and said nothing more.

I wonder what my parents are thinking? Usually, when Zhao Zhao returned to Rongshu Village, he would bring chickens and eggs. A few days ago, he wanted to bring a few eggs, but they wouldn't let him. They said they wanted to let him know that life was tough out there, and that he had to do everything himself so he would think about the good things at home and eventually, unable to bear the hardships outside, return home.

As a result, the Xu family sent her a whole basket, and she didn't need the few eggs at home at all.

I wonder how they would feel after learning that the Xu family has proposed marriage?

Taking out the carving knife he brought today, Song Jinsheng began to copy Xu Qingye's inscription on the carved signboard.

Song Yuntang took advantage of this free time to go out, spent thirty-two cents to buy some spices and a small amount of sauce and brought it home. He removed the fat from the two pieces of meat in the betrothal gift and fried it into lard, mixed the lard with salt, and kept it as a side dish for porridge. The remaining lean meat was cut into fist-sized pieces and made into braised pork.

It's hot now, and fresh meat doesn't last long. This is the only way to preserve it for two more days.

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