Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 294 The Old Man Who Smells the Rice
The big girl said "Ah!" with her mouth wide open, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Song Yaomei smiled and said, "Are you still learning from your mother?"

She looked at her confused eyes, which gradually became clear.

"Mom, I will cook all the meals at home in the future. I will study hard and make delicious meals."

Song Yaomei really couldn't hold on anymore, "Big girl, tell mother, did someone tell you these words."

Song Yaomei looked at Mrs. Li, she thought that probably only Mrs. Li would teach her children to say these things, but she couldn't figure it out, why would she teach her children to say these things?
"Mom, no one taught me, I just don't want to be like a useless person, staying at home all day with nothing to do. My younger brother and father have to go to school to study, mother has to earn money to support the family, and grandma has to embroider handkerchiefs. It's just me Can't help with anything."

"Big girl, tell mother, do you want to study?"

"Mother, I"

Speaking of this, Song Yaomei understands that Da Ya also wants to study.

Probably it was Li Shi's idea, but Li Shi was too embarrassed to say it.

After all, unless it is a big family in this era, it is already remarkable for other families to send a child to study.

Song Yaomei touched the big girl's head, "Mother said, as long as you want to make progress, mother will definitely provide for you even if you spend all your money."

She said this, as if many years ago, her grandfather and grandmother in modern times also said this, but later, her household registration could not be obtained, she became a black household, and finally had to stay in the mountains.

But even so, she still finished the junior high school knowledge, and even learned much more than ordinary college students.

Da Ya's eyes were red, and she lowered her head, "Mother, Da Ya just doesn't want to be a woman like Aunt Qiuxiang. I don't want to stay in this village for the rest of my life. Mrs. Song said, as long as I work hard enough and see far enough, the future Live life as you want, mother, do you think she is right?"

Song Yaomei was very surprised. She never thought that Mrs. Song was such a woman.

But why does she want Caihua to marry Zhao Gao since she sees it so clearly?
"Is anyone there? Come and help!"

The voice of the village head came from outside the yard, and Song Yaomei walked out of the yard.

I saw the old village chief with a big bag on his back and another hanging in front of him.

Looks a lot like a runaway.

"Village chief, did something happen in the village, or did you make a mistake and plan to flee?"

"You girl, you can't say anything good about me. I didn't do this for you."

Song Yaomei didn't move or speak, when Li Sanlang, Li Shi and two children came.

"Master!" Several people respected him very much.

Li Sanlang walked over and carried his bag on his body.

Li Dan also ran over to help with the things.

The smile on the village chief's face broke into creases.

He stroked his beard, "A child can be taught, a child can be taught!"

Da Ya hurriedly handed over a handkerchief, "Master, wipe it off!"

The master was obviously very satisfied, although the sun was shining outside, his back clothes were already soaked, and his face was flushed red from the sun.

Li said: "Master, please come in, you are probably very hot, come and drink some water!"

The master went in, and when he walked to the side of Song Yaomei, he stuck out his tongue at her while everyone was not paying attention.

Feeling dizzy, Song Yaomei felt dizzy and almost turned around and hit the wall.

Song Yaomei narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists tightly, "See what tricks you old man wants to play?"

Because the weather was really hot, all the dishes were transferred and placed in the hall.

There are not many houses in the family, and the dining room is also the living room.

Mrs. Li led him to the dining room.

Song Yaomei was still leaning on the door frame, but the door she was leaning on was different.

She just quietly looked at you pretending.

The old village chief sat on the stool Li pointed at, still stroking his beard.

"Master, drink a glass of water!" Da Ya came to the water.

The village head drank it very gracefully.

Li Sanlang asked respectfully: "Master, I don't know what instructions Master came here for?"

instruction?But just come and eat and drink.

Song Yaomei cursed in her heart.

He probably pretended enough, and finally turned the topic to the main topic.

"Sanlang, you will open the big bag for the teacher."

Li Sanlang opened it as he said, and after opening, the books were exposed one after another.

"Master, this is you." Li Sanlang was astonished, and Song Yaomei also stood up straight in surprise.

In ancient times, Song Yaomei knew how precious this book was.

She just bought a square of ink that day and spent so much money.

Thinking about it now, she feels very distressed.

Li's eyes were full of tears, "Sanlang, Dan'er, you must study hard with Master in the future, and you must not disappoint Master's wishes."

Song Yaomei looked at Li Shi crying, and now she is not even willing to help her hold the handkerchief.

What's more, this time Li Shi cried too hard.

Just to cry for two people.

The village head spoke earnestly, "Li Shi, stop crying, the children will know it."

Mrs. Li stopped crying and asked, "Master, have you had lunch? Would you like to have some together?"

At this time, the village chief's wife's stomach groaned untimely.

After a few people hurriedly finished their lunch, Song Yaomei went to clean up the dishes.

The village head seemed to be waiting for her, without resting.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Song Yaomei put down her sleeves and leaned halfway against the door, as if if you didn't tell her, she would have to take a nap.

"Ha!" She gasped, a little absent-minded.

"Didn't you ask me about the lake? Why don't you pay attention at all now?" The village chief was a little anxious, but he didn't know what he was afraid of. When he spoke, he paid special attention to the surrounding situation.

"Didn't you ask me about the lake?" He half covered his mouth and whispered.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in this matter now, I'm going to take a nap now!"

Song Yaomei let out a sigh of relief and was about to enter the room.

Because Song Yaomei has a good nose, she could smell bacon.

This bacon should have been hanging at the village head's house, but he put it in his bag but didn't take it out.

Song Yaomei thought there must be something tricky in it.

She is a person who learns from a pit and grows wise. If the conditions are not mentioned, she really dare not say anything casually.

Li Sanlang was holding the stack of books and sorting them out.

Song Yaomei looked at the village head and looked at Li Sanlang, and said amusedly, "Do you want him to know? Or do you not want him to know?"

The village chief sighed, "You girl, you are so heartless. I have become like this now because of you, and you still look like this."

"What did you look like? What did I look like?"

"Girl, I want to have a serious talk with you today. Don't put on a hippie smile, or the old man will never let you go even if he is a ghost."

(End of this chapter)