Song Yuanhuanzhi

Chapter 26
The night is getting darker.

The speed of the meal was very fast, and it was similar to the meal in the countryside in Song Huan's memory, and it was a little different if it was different.

Song Huan's table wasn't too bad, after all, she was a young girl, so she shouldn't let go too much, she was at the age of marriage, if her performance was too poor, how could she still have a good reputation?

But the other tables were different. The aunts ate in their mouths, swallowed the dishes before they tasted anything, and then put the next bite into their mouths.

The uncles may feel that they are afraid of losing face, even though they really want to be like the aunts, they still restrain themselves.

The young guy is different, that is the age of "half-aged man, eating poor old man", brother only feels that the table is half clean when he sees it, and it disappears in the blink of an eye, and only Liang Dayong is left in the bowl Take the time to help with the dishes.

Liang Dayong looked at the dazed younger brother and urged, "Eat quickly, or you will lose your share. Song Ya is quite smart, and my hand speed is the fastest in the village, otherwise you can only drink porridge."

After the words fell, there was another piece of tofu in brother's bowl.

Adi seems to have heard it, or it may be the influence of the environment. He buried his brain in the bowl, only to see that he kept chopsticks in his hand and his cheeks, and he tried hard to eat.

Not long after, brother may have felt the joy in it, and took the time to look at Liang Dayong's brothers, laughing and burying it in the bowl again.

Liang Dayong didn't have time to pay attention to this silly boy, he just kept staring at the table, one person picked up food for two people, he was very busy.

In the end, the aunts had enough to eat and drink, secretly carried a rice bran cake in their pockets, and helped clean up the table with satisfaction.

The girls were also called to help by their own mothers, and finally it turned into the girls washing dishes and cleaning up the dishes, while the aunts standing beside them were talking to each other.

Song Huan suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar.

It's like the aunts in the vegetable market are choosing which of the chickens and ducks in the cage is the fattest, it tastes good, and it feels like buying the most cost-effective one.

Song Huan came back to his senses fiercely, rejoicing constantly in his heart, fortunately, fortunately, he was not one of them.

Song Huan had already been noticed by the aunts around her, and she was the only woman standing here with them, standing out from the crowd.

The outstanding appearance and generous temperament, compared with those girls and daughters-in-law who are dominated by their own mothers (mother-in-law), in the eyes of everyone, they instantly judge each other.

Because of this, her uniqueness also made many aunts feel uncomfortable.

The woman who is looking for a daughter-in-law thinks that she really has no parents, she doesn't know many things, and she doesn't even know how to wink.

The daughter-in-law is ignorant and can still teach, but there is a little burden by her side, what is this?When the time comes, should I take a daughter-in-law or marry an ancestor?
The woman who was about to find a son-in-law gritted her teeth. Wouldn't she put her daughter in the dust when she showed her appearance like this?

But no matter how much these women's hearts tossed, there was nothing they could do about it.

This girl has no father or mother, and she is not related to the people of the village. She doesn't like it and doesn't want to instigate others. When the time comes, she must not drag her son (daughter) back. How can she talk about a good in-law?

Song Huan didn't know that he had been crossed in the hearts of the villagers. If he knew it, it wouldn't matter, or he would be quite happy.

Although the young people in this village don't see any women and wear powder, they are not compatible in terms of three views, ways of thinking, ways of doing things, etc.

What's more, marrying someone here is like being in shackles, and she doesn't want to do this either.

She just wants to wait for her younger brother to get married and start a career, so that she can live a chic life of her own.

According to the age at which she got married here, she was only 23 by then, at the time of her youth, and enjoying life had just begun.

Song Huan took brother brother from Liang Dayong, and saw that the master's family was still busy, so he didn't come forward to say goodbye, but asked Liang Dayong to say something to the tear-packed boy, and then took his brother back quickly while the sky was clear. Home.

Song Huan didn't pack anything, and when he got home, he told Fu Yuanzhi about the dinner, and drank the leftover sweet potato porridge that Fu Yuanzhi had cooked. At a growing age, Song Huan just wants to be full and can't wake up hungry in the middle of the night.

Fu Yuanzhi looked at Song Huan who ate two bowls in a row, and said with a smile, "Next time, you can eat at home before going."

Song Huan and Ah Di hurriedly lowered their heads.

Song Huan said, "If you have experience, you will know what to do next time."

Song Huan didn't eat the rice bran cake on the table, she couldn't eat it for a while, so she just didn't take it.

Song Huan felt that she still had to work hard to earn money, at least food, clothing, housing, transportation, and brother's studies. She didn't want to be rich and wealthy, but only wanted the whole family to be well-off.

The next day, Song Huan, carrying the prey on his back and carrying a sack in his hand, set foot on the road to the town again.

After accumulating more than ten days of harvest, the harvest is of course acceptable, five pheasants and eight hares.

This time, the previous price was still charged, 270 five cash for five hares, the total weight of the hare was 39 catties, and the total income was 580 seven cash.

Song Huan went directly to the bookstore after leaving the restaurant. The five-knife paper directly reduced today's income by more than half. After deducting 580 Wen from the 350 Qi Wen, the remaining 230 Qi Wen was left.

Recently, the oil lamps have been used quickly. After all, it was getting dark soon. Song Huan bought another catty of fat meat and two tube bones, and the butcher gave her two as usual.

I also bought two bunches of candied haws and a fixed supply of 130 catties of rice, leaving [-] five cash in the balance.

Song Huan stuffed the things, passed by the steamed stuffed bun shop after thinking about it, and bought six more steamed buns, she ate one on the way, and kept the rest for her return.

In this way, her balance changed from 130 five wen to 130 two wen.

Song Huan walked back as usual after leaving the city gate.

Not long after, I saw a figure walking slowly forward, dressed in a light cloud-colored scholar's attire, with a box on his back.

The box cage is for the convenience of scholars walking outdoors, imitating the design of the back basket, and adding straps.Considering that the journey will inevitably be exposed to the sun and rain, two poles were picked out on the top to bind the thatch (shàn) cloth and increase the ceiling.

The man is young, about the same age as Liang Dayong, about 15 years old.

The clothes on her body were wrinkled and crumbled from the journey, her face was flushed from the journey, and her forehead was sweating slightly.

He also heard footsteps behind him, turned his head, his face was a little puzzled, but he recovered in an instant, seeing that Song Huan was walking steadily with a basket on his back, he didn't see panting, his face was a little embarrassed, but he didn't say anything, he stopped and turned to let Song Huan went first, following the different etiquette for men and women.

Song Huan was also polite, she didn't know the people in the village very well, and it was her daughter's family, so she greeted a young man suddenly, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

Moreover, this young man is still a scholar.

It's not that she thinks too badly, but that scholars in this era are all gold.

Don't let your parents know about it at that time, thinking that you want to cling to them and make a fuss all over the place.

Moreover, based on what she knew, the boy was either the son of the Lizheng family, or the son of the family related to Fu Yuanzhi.

(End of this chapter)