Dressed as the best villain’s wife, I’m busy raising cubs and farming.

"Bang~" The courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and Song Jinxin said that the little man was really strong.

"what happened?"

Ah Xuan was initially taught by his own father, Gu Qingli, but one day he was bumped into by Chang Liangce and took over the job directly. In Mr. Chang’s words, Gu Qingli was wasting his time. After he taught Gu Qingli, the student should just take care of himself. Digest and study instead of wasting your limited time on teaching children.

Song Jin was not here at that time, otherwise the old man would have started a fight.

But later I found out that the old man was really good at teaching children, much better than his own father, Gu Qingli, so he happily accepted it.

After being taught by Mr. Chang for a month, the somewhat paranoid Ah Xuan gradually became calmer, no different from ordinary children, but still steady and never bumped into his own door like he is today.

But now...

Ah Xuan's face was red from running and he was a little out of breath, let alone speak fluently.

He directly grabbed Song Jin's arm, not forgetting to drag her medicine box down the corridor.

Song Jin blinked. Was she asked to save someone?
Song Jin didn't hesitate. He picked up Ah Xuan and prepared to carry the medicine box with his other hand, but Ah Kang snatched it away.

"Master, I will go with you."

Song Jin said "Okay" and went out with Ah Xuan in his arms. It was also outside the door that Ah Xuan's hypoxic state improved and he talked about the matter.

"Is the ugly woman sick?"

Song Jin searched for this person in her memory, and remembered that it was the kind-hearted old woman she met in the Black Dragon Pond on the second day she came to this world. It was also the old woman who gave her dry food cakes to Ah Xuan and Ah Quan. Song Jin I always remembered this kindness, but later things got too busy and I forgot about it.

Ah Xuan nodded vigorously, "Chou Po shouted that she wouldn't agree, so my brother and A Zong will stay there."

Song Jin's heart felt as if a big stone had fallen. Could it be that the old woman was gone?
Song Jin sped up, and Akang behind him was suddenly thrown away by a large distance.

According to what Ah Xuan said, Song Jin turned around a secluded road with bumps and saw an independent dilapidated courtyard.

Song Jin remembered the rumors he had heard before. It was said that the ugly woman never interacted with the people in the village, and the villagers said she was lonely when they mentioned her.

But Song Jin remembered that the ugly old lady enthusiastically showed the way that day, and later gave her rations to Ah Xuan and Ah Quan. Such a kind old lady could never be associated with being withdrawn and indifferent. Thinking of the ugly scars on her face, Song Jin suddenly felt blessed. .

"Mom, this is it."

Song Jin put Ah Xuan down and pushed open the wooden fence. The yard was small but very clean, with not even a weed in sight.

There are two low huts standing in front of it, one is the kitchen and the other is the bedroom.

Hearing the noise, Aquan quickly opened the door, revealing a small face with tears stained on it.

"Mother, my mother-in-law can't wake her up. Is she dead?"

Song Jin rubbed A-Quan's little head and said, "No, my mother-in-law is just asleep."

Entering the room, Song Jin almost slipped and then noticed that the ground was covered in mud, and there was an unpleasant musty smell that hit his face.

And in the corner of this small, dark, airtight, moldy and muddy room, there was a low bed, and there was a person lying quietly on the bed. It was undoubtedly the ugly woman.

Not to mention the children thinking so, she thought the person was gone even at a glance.

Song Jin didn't care about anything else and quickly stepped forward to check the ugly woman. She was relieved when she found that she was still alive.

However, he fell into a coma due to fever.

Song Jin quickly placed an order for Shudong and bought a special antipyretic pill. He took it out of his sleeve, opened the ugly woman's jaw and fed it to her.

You can't live in this place, otherwise you will really die.

Song Jin opened the quilt, found a piece of Chou Po's clothes to cover her with, then hugged Chou Po and left.

After placing Chou Po on the hospital bed in the small wooden cabin in the clinic, Song Jin suddenly wanted to build more houses so that patients like Chou Po could live in them.

After all, if they are not relatives or friends, it is inconvenient to take them home.

Chou Po's fever subsided in the middle of the night, and Song Jin felt relieved. Akang insisted on staying and guarding her, but Song Jin let him go if he couldn't help it.

After Song Jin simply washed up and returned to the backyard, he found a faint firelight coming from the window.

Opening the door, I saw the man still sitting at the desk with his back straight, writing hard. After hearing some noise, the man put down his pen and turned around. Seeing that it was her coming back, he simply stood up and came to help her.

"Are you done? Are you tired?"

"Why aren't you sleeping yet? Aren't you sleepy?"

The couple spoke at the same time, but they were thinking about each other.

Both of them were stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"Pain and happiness!"

"These words are quite new!" Gu Qingli said sincerely, and as he spoke, he took the pretty lady into his arms, feeling strange for a while.

After everything calmed down, the two hugged each other and talked for a while. As they talked, the topic turned to the ugly woman.

Thinking of the small courtyard where the ugly woman lived, Song Jin couldn't help but ask more questions.

It is true that the original owner did not remember this person in his memory, but thinking about the original owner's expression of being obedient to the Daliu family, how could he think about making friends with other villagers with the Daliu family's encouragement.

You know, a lot of information comes from parents' gossip. How can you know it without gathering it with others?
"Ugly woman, I don't know much, but you can ask Uncle Tong."

Gu Qingli really didn't know much, except that Chou Po was not a native of Gujia Village.

Twenty years ago, there was a great famine that affected half of the Ming Dynasty. Countless people went south. The southwest was not rich, and could even be considered poor, but there were always people who came to settle down, and Chou Po was one of them.

As for why she lived alone instead of living with the villagers, it was probably because of the scar on her face.

On the morning of the next day, Song Jin took Song Lin, Chuhuai and others to pull soybeans in their own field. Song Jin bought labor protection gloves in the mall in advance.

Dried soybean stalks hurt the hands, and it was much better to be protected by gloves. When people in the village saw Song Jin and the others wearing gloves, they all came to look at them curiously. They found that these things just wrapped the fingers, so that they would not be scratched by some thorns. It hurts the hand, but what’s even better is that the soybean stalk coiled in the ground is easier to pull out.

"That's great! My five-year-old brat can become a laborer."

"Jin Niang, where did you buy this? How much does it cost? If it's not expensive, let's buy some back. It will make it easier for the old men to work in the future."

It was Li Zheng who asked this question.

Song Jin was about to ask him about the ugly woman, but the fields were full of people now, so it was not the time to talk about that.

"Uncle Tong, I bought this thing from a foreign traveling businessman when I was in the county. I didn't expect it to be so useful at the time. I didn't buy much, and I don't know where to find him next time."

Uncle Tong is obviously also knowledgeable. As soon as he heard the word "traveling merchant", he knew that there was no chance. He was disappointed but happy at the same time. After all, these gloves also cost money.

When other people heard this, they felt the same way, and their hearts were filled with ups and downs.

An old lady had an idea and borrowed Song Jin's gloves to look at them carefully, "I can knit this thing, just use hemp thread."

An aunt next to her also nodded, "Yes, ma'am, you have a textile machine at home, which can be used to spin some threads to make gloves."

Now that someone can spin gloves, others have moved on.

"Big Cowgirl, when the time comes, you can calculate the cost. Can you sell it to us cheaper?"

When I heard this, she was a sincere person, not greedy for cheap, and told the truth. The aunt immediately promised happily, "Don't worry, I won't ask for more money from you, but I have to go back and see how much it costs."

The glove thing is over.

Song Jin took advantage of the break and took a new pair of labor protection gloves and went to find Li Zheng.

Seeing Song Jin approaching, Li Zheng stopped what he was doing, walked over and sat on the ridge of the field, and drank half of his stomach of water before he stopped working.

"Jin Niang has something to do with me?"

Song Jin stuffed the pair of gloves into Li Zheng's hand, "These are extra. My family can't use them all. I'll give them to you."

Gu Tong curled his lips: What a lame excuse, there are no surplus farm tools.

But he didn't expose it and accepted it happily. He also wanted to try out such a new thing, and later asked the old woman to try it with a piece of cloth to see if he could make it.

"I really have something to talk to Uncle Tong about. It's about Chou Po. I can ask about Chou Po. How much do you know, Uncle Tong?" (End of Chapter)