Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 296
Ding Xiang looked at her brilliantly, and watched Li Sanlang and the old village head come out from the side.

She smiled brightly, hoping to make a good impression on the village head.

However, the village head and the old man didn't even want to talk to her, and she couldn't hold back on her face.

He kept holding Qin Yong's hand, "The village head, we belong to the Qin family, and we are next door to my sister-in-law's house. Please invite the village head to sit at home when you have time."

The old village chief turned his head after hearing this, with a grim expression on his face.

She tugged Qin Yong again, "Village Chief, it's busy farming season, do you want us to help you?"

She said it bluntly, thinking that the village head should know that her family has two cows, so he would naturally be more polite to her.

Who knows that it doesn't matter if you don't say this, once you say it, it is completely ignored, and the old village chief seems to be angry.

Ding Xiang was startled, subconsciously leaning on Qin Yong.

Qin Yong pulled her behind him, completely ignored the village chief, and bowed to Song Yaomei, "Sister-in-law, I want to ask you, have you seen my mother-in-law?"

Song Yaomei leaned against the door, under the scorching sun, she was dizzy from the sun, she covered the top of her head with her hands, "Qin Yong, hasn't your mother been here before? Why do you want to search again?"

The obvious anger in her words made Qin Yong touch his nose, turned around and took Ding Xiang away.

Ding Xiang was still a little bit persistent, and shouted to the village head: "The village head will use our house in the future, just let me know."

Before the two of them walked out of the door completely, the village head let out a yell, "It's shameful, it disturbs my rest, it's disgusting!"

Seeing his big reaction, Song Yaomei's curiosity was aroused again, "What's the matter, you are a highly respected person, and someone kicked your iron board?"

"You don't know, this mother-in-law's mother-in-law is really..." Before he finished speaking, he was a little discouraged.

"That's all, that's all, with a woman like that, what else do I have to worry about?"

He waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Say it, say it, and let us have fun too!"

Song Yaomei's move undoubtedly added insult to injury, hitting his heart directly.

Li Sanlang looked at her and blinked at her.

Sure enough, when Song Yaomei turned her head, she saw Mrs. Li standing at the window looking at her with a very serious expression.

It seems that she is very dissatisfied with her attitude towards the old village head.

In her eyes, the old village head is the hope of their family.

Whether the sons and grandchildren will become useful in the future depends on this person.

But in the eyes of Song Yaomei, the village head is definitely not a simple one.

What was the intention of telling her about the treasure?
And why didn't it burn at night? If she asked him about the lake, his house would burn down.

Although he loves to eat, it is possible to burn his own house down to eat, but the real reason is probably only known to him.

She looked at his back and turned around. She would give him another chance. When she spoke clearly, she would get along well with him.

otherwise.
In the bedroom.

Probably because I vented my anger on Qiuxiang, and I felt more at ease, so this afternoon nap was very good.

Sleep until the sun is about to set.

I got up and found that Li Sanlang was not by my side. I went to the yard, under a big tree, Li Sanlang and two children were studying books, and my eldest sister was also learning to read.

Mrs. Li was still sitting there embroidering a handkerchief.

Song Yaomei sighed, this old man is here, and their home is more like a home.

She always had the illusion that the village chief was not for food or anything else, but for Li Shi.

Thinking of this, she was taken aback by her own thoughts.

She rubbed her head, it seems that she has been using her brain too much recently.

There is also a fish in the basin at home, and the vitality of this black fish is still very tenacious. Song Yaomei poked it with her fingers, and the fish started to move.

"It's still alive, it's good, send it to your parents to taste."

But seeing her husband read so seriously, she didn't know how to tell Li Sanlang to send her back to the door.

The old village head, seeing his hesitant to speak, smiled brighter and brighter.

He stroked his beard, "Sanlang, tell me, what is the way of Confucius and Mencius?"

Li Sanlang replied: "The way of Confucius and Mencius lies in this."

Song Yaomei seriously felt that the old man was obviously taking revenge.

She narrowed her eyes, good job, this old man even got into a fight with her

Let's see who is the best?
Song Yaomei went into the kitchen and brought out a bowl of water with salt in it.

Put it in front of Li Sanlang, "Sir, you are tired from reading, come and drink a bowl of water."

Li Sanlang took the bowl, but didn't drink it, and handed it to Master, "Master, please drink first, the student is not very thirsty yet."

Song Yaomei was a little angry, but the old village head was even more proud. He took the water and took a sip.

"Pu Chi!" After taking a sip, he spat it out.

"You girl, do you want to murder your husband-in-law?"

Song Yaomei spread her hands and looked confused, so she said, "Master, the village chief, what you said is funny. I added ingredients to the water, but it is beneficial. As a master, you should be well-informed and know The importance of salt to people is that once a person has too much water, he must replenish the salt, otherwise he will be very weak."

The old village head's face was blushing when he said a word, and he pretended to wipe the sweat off his face with his sleeve.

Turned around, so as not to let this embarrassment be discovered.

He waved his hand, "You guys take a break, and I will too!"

Song Yaomei watched him walk into the firewood room, Li Shi sighed.

The two children also looked at Song Yaomei.

Song Yaomei didn't feel anything at all, she smiled at Li Sanlang, "Master, I want to go to my mother's house, you can go with me, okay?"

Li Sanlang watched the village chief go away in anger. Although he frowned tightly, he still doted on Song Yaomei, "Okay, lady, I'll go pull the cow!"

Song Yaomei turned her head and looked at a small ventilation hole in the firewood house. The village chief looked at them.

Song Yaomei, who looked at her with that look, couldn't bear it either.

It's just that the village head came so strangely that she had to think more about it.

Li Sanlang went to lead the bullock cart, but they hadn't left yet, but Dabao ran over.

Wang Shi followed behind.

"Auntie, Dabao, why are you here?"

Dabao took out a rag and wrote words on it.

"Today I went to the village head's house to study, but when I went, I found that the house of the village head's house was burned, and there was only this note nearby. I went home and showed it to my mother, and my mother came with me."

Song Yaomei turned her head and glanced at the village chief.

It seems that the village head's house was indeed burned.

Then she should have a good talk with him.

"Master, are you in this position?" Wang asked.

Song Yaomei pointed to the firewood room.

Not long after, the village chief came out.

He put his hands behind his back, "Dabao, you and Dahu will come over to study together in the future, but you still have to ask your sister to see if she is willing?"

He spoke a little rushed.

Song Yaomei feels that she has one head and two big heads.

Her head is really not big enough to hold so many things, okay?
(End of this chapter)