Chapter 15

Pei Xiaoxiao curled her lips, but said nothing.

Song Qi: "This is pork belly."

Everyone stared: "What is this?"

"Pork belly, it's delicious." Song Qi smiled, "Sister-in-law San handled it, and it doesn't smell at all."

As she spoke, she picked up a piece and put it in her mouth with a satisfied face.

"Paying someone to pull weeds, and then come back and fiddle with it yourself, it's really a smart job." Xiao Han muttered, trying to get back the face she just lost.

Pei Xiaoxiao was expressionless: "If you have the ability, don't eat it."

The sister-in-law just enjoyed it, it must be delicious, and Xiao Han is not stupid.

She stretched her neck: "Why don't I eat?"

"Shut up!" Mother Song shouted, "If you don't want to eat, get out!"

No one speaks anymore.

The soup was divided, Song's mother said: "Dinner."

The bowls and chopsticks collided, and the sound of drinking soup sounded one after another.

Not to mention, it's really delicious. Everyone's faces are either smiling or satisfied.

In the past, it was Song Yu who went up the mountain before they could fight the tooth-beating sacrifice.

After careful calculation, I haven't eaten meat for almost a month.

"I didn't expect such a smelly pig to be so delicious."

"It's refreshing and smooth, and it's much tastier than those lean meats."

"Brother and sister, how did you deal with this? How can you wash it so clean?"

The last sentence was asked by Jia Shi, and she looked at Pei Xiaoxiao with a smile.

Song Qi's face changed slightly.

I always feel that something unpleasant will happen next, and I want to prevaricate by saying something like "the secret recipe passed down from the ancestors is not passed on to the outside world".

Can……

"Mother, Third Aunt washes with flour!" Erya Song Lu shouted with her little chin raised.

That way, it seems to be asking for praise.

"What, flour?" Xiao Han's face was disbelieving, "Sister and brother, you use ten cents of flour to wash pigs into the water? Isn't this a waste of money?"

Everyone's eyes were like searchlights, hitting Pei Xiaoxiao's face.

Or condemn or shock, or sullen or ridicule, or... worry.

Pei Xiaoxiao frowned.

Why don't you just take some flour?

How come it looks like she murdered and set fire.

The main room is as quiet as a chicken.

Song Lu realized that she had done something wrong, her face turned pale, and she quickly lowered her head and pretended to be cooking.

Song Qi smoothed things over: "Second sister-in-law, one catty of flour can wash four or five catties of pork belly, which means that we can eat four or five catties of pork belly for the price of one catty of meat. .”

Xiao Han snorted lightly: "Little sister, I'm afraid you don't know that your third sister-in-law hired Tie Zhu's wife to replace her today in order not to pull weeds!"

"Our old Song family is neither a big landlord nor a big lord. Isn't it a waste of money to hire day laborers like others?"

Pei Xiaoxiao swallowed the chicken slowly, and said quietly: "My money, I can waste it as I like, can you control it?"

"Your money?" Xiao Han sneered, "Your dowry was gone by you a month ago, where did you get the money from?"

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

"Why doesn't it have anything to do with me?" Xiao Han said with a look of displeasure, "Where else would your money come from besides the third brother giving it to you?

After a pause, she continued: ""We worked hard to do farm work and embroidery, all of which were left to the mother to manage and support the family. The third brother is good. After hunting and selling money, I secretly save money and give it to you." Huo Huo, it's too much! "

Song Qi looked unhappy: "Second sister-in-law, what you're talking about is nothing, don't slander third brother at will."

Xiao Han raised her voice: "Can you explain, where did the couple of them live in the pharmacy and spend more than a dozen taels for the medicine packs... Oh, besides the ten taels for rewarding silver, there are still several taels, don't worry." Said it was all blown by the wind!"

"Third brother has only been home for half a year. How many times have you been to the mountains? Even if you secretly take a little each time, it is impossible to save a few taels of silver! Your suspicion is unfounded."

"I didn't save it after returning home, it was saved when I was in the army, didn't I also fail to hand it in?" Xiao Han argued.

"Third brother bought the money with his life, can't she keep the flowers?" Song Qi was also angry.

Song Rui looked displeased: "Little sister, we are a big family, we should use our strength in one place, so as to restore the glory of father when he was alive!"

Song Ke gave a strange laugh: "Second brother, not everyone respects and loves father as much as we do."

Song's father was a scholar, and he opened a school in the family when he was alive.

Because there are many big villages nearby, it is not too far from the county seat, and the villagers are not particularly poor. Many people send their children to him to study.

Therefore, when he was alive, the Song family was very good in terms of status and living standards.

This is also the reason why Song Mu and Song Rui have insisted on offering Song Ke as a scholar these years.

It is a pity that after Song Yu came back, Song Ke could not continue to study in the county, so she could only study at home.

Song Ke was clearly expressing her dissatisfaction with Song Yu.

Song Qi's eyes darkened.

Among the older brothers, she disliked her eldest brother the most.

In his eyes, it is only natural for the whole family to live frugally for him to study.

Otherwise, it is disrespectful to the father.

High-sounding, selfish and hypocritical.

A person who is almost 30 years old can't even pass the exam as a scholar, let alone the later Juren, Jinshi?

Don't you have any points in mind?

If you want her to say, the third brother did the right thing.

The development of the matter was a little out of control, and Song's mother did not want the conflict between the children to expand.

She slammed her chopsticks on the table, and said in a deep voice, "Why are you arguing? Why don't you let people have a good meal?"

The old mother was angry, and the scene was quiet again.

The children buried their heads in eating one after another, and P didn't dare to let one go.

Song Wen was terrified in her heart, she subconsciously clenched Pei Xiaoxiao's clothes, and unconsciously leaned towards her.

Since returning from the county seat, Pei Xiaoxiao has braided her hair beautifully, told funny stories, and gave her snacks every day.

Song Wen saw the shadow of her own mother in her.

She likes her best now.

Pei Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes.

The four-year-old girl, with a pale face and a disturbed expression, was obviously frightened.

Don't leave any shadows in your heart.

Pei Xiaoxiao hugged her and sat her on her lap, and asked softly, "Little Wenwen, what else do you want to eat?"

It's much more interesting to tease Xiaotuanzi than to eat the Song family's big melon.

Sooner or later, she will reconcile with Song Yu, and has no intention of participating in their family's internal struggle.

Song Wen put her arms around Pei Xiaoxiao's waist tightly, she just shook her head without saying a word.

How could this child be full after only a few sips of soup?

"Let mother touch your belly, um...you're not chubby, Xiao Wenwen is lying." Pei Xiaoxiao said softly, "Let's eat more, ah...open your mouth."

She tore a piece of chicken leg and stuffed it into Song Wen's small mouth.

In the stagnant atmosphere, Pei Xiaoxiao coaxed the child to eat like no one else was there, inexplicably weird and arrogant.

Her disdain for the Song family was interspersed with her tender affection.

Xiao Han disliked Pei Xiaoxiao's arrogance the most.

How could a lazy bastard who existed like a mouse feces have the face to be superior?
She pouted, deliberately picked up the previous topic, and muttered softly: "We don't care about spending our own money, but the flour is from the public."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several people including Song's mother changed.

Pei Xiaoxiao stood up abruptly, knocked down the chair behind her, and made a loud bang.

She pressed Song Wen's little head into her arms, raised her chin and stared at Xiao Han condescendingly:
"The soup I cook uses the water that everyone picks up, and I also use the firewood that everyone picks up. Do I have to make up for Gongzhong?"

Xiao Han: "It's not necessary."

"Eating a meal doesn't make people feel safe, what are you trying to do?" Song's mother's face became completely gloomy.

Come again and slime.

Pei Xiaoxiao sneered: "I'm afraid that I'd be sick to my stomach when I see people who pick up the bowl to eat and put down the bowl to scold their mothers."

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