"Mother, you see that my second sister still eats my vinegar, she is such a big person, and she looks like a child."

Song Caiwei treats herself kindly, Song Chengwen is of course very happy in his heart, but he doesn't think that his position in Song Caiwei's heart in the family is the most important.

He knew that in Song Caiwei's heart, every family member was equally important, and he also understood this truth, and he also knew that Song Cailian also understood.

So for Song Cailian's taste, he had no choice but to make fun of Song Caiwei back.

"Hmph, okay, now you both join forces to bully me, and see if I ignore you in the future."

Song Cailian didn't expect Song Chengwen, who is honest and honest on weekdays and doesn't like to talk, to help Song Caiwei laugh at herself now.

At this moment, Song Cailian only felt that her status in Song Chengwen's mind was 'precarious', so she pretended to be annoyed and angry, and stretched out her hand to point at Song Chengwen and Song Caiwei and said.

"Okay, you're all such old people, and you're still like children."

Su Shi stood aside and watched his children playing, and his mood unconsciously improved.

I felt more and more that I had done a bad job before, and I ignored the feelings of the children, but fortunately, it was still too late to correct it, thinking of this, Su Shi took a deep breath, and only felt refreshed.

"Mother, am I still very young? Besides, no matter how old I am in front of my mother, I won't always be your child. ”

Song Caiwei saw the smile on Su's face at this moment, and only felt that Su's eyebrows and eyes were relaxed, knowing that Su's was in a good mood now.

So he smeared honey on his mouth, and held Su's arm and said coquettishly.

"It's your sweet mouth."

Su Shi smiled, stretched out his right hand and pointed his finger on Song Caiwei's head, his face was not excited, but his heart was moved all the time because of Song Caiwei's words.

"Okay, let's worship the mountain god and repay the vow, and then go to pick firewood, and go to the town to buy it, let's not be quick with our hands and feet, I'm afraid it's too late."

"Got it, mother."

As soon as Su's words fell, Song Caiwei looked up at the sun, estimating that it was almost eight o'clock now, so she stopped inking, raised the lotus flower and jumped happily into the open space that Song Chengwen had cleared just now.

Song Caiwei is no stranger to worshipping the mountain god, because the predecessor Song Caiwei will come to the mountain festival every April.

This is the custom of tens of thousands of villagers living around the 100,000 mountains, and on April 15 every year, almost every household in the village will buy yellow paper, incense candles and fresh fruits, and some wealthy farmers will also prepare a knife head to worship the mountain god.

Not only that, but almost every village living in the 100,000 mountains has its own mountain god built by its own village, and the way of worshipping the mountain god is also very different.

However, worship such as dancing gods is generally indispensable.

After the 15th day of April, many villagers will come to worship the mountain god.

For example, every family will come to worship the mountain god when they encounter a wedding or funeral, or if they are seriously ill, or if they are studying or have children.

However, this time, the Su family brought Song Caiwei to repay the vow, because not long ago, when Song Caiwei was sick and never recovered, the Su family secretly worshiped the mountain god.

So now that Song Caiwei's illness has healed and she has become smarter, the Su family brought Song Caiwei to repay her wishes.

There are not many things prepared by the Su family, but a few wild fruits, a few steamed buns, the steamed buns were given by the fat aunt in the morning, a thin stack of paper money and a few votive incense.

After setting it up, Su asked Song Caiwei and the three of them to kneel, and then they recited words in their mouths.

Song Caiwei didn't understand a word, but just looked at the stone statue of the mountain god, and saw that he was more than three feet long, and his face was clearly outlined.

As a modern person, Song Caiwei has always only admired science, but now she has encountered such a strange thing happening to her.

Song Caiwei was still somewhat convinced of the gods and monsters, so she thought for a while and closed her eyes: Song Caiwei, don't worry, since I have used your body, I will live well for you, and for your relatives, who are now also my relatives, you just have to relax, I, Song Caiwei, swear that I will take good care of them and let them live a good life.

After saying the words in her heart, Song Caiwei only felt that her body was loosened, as if some force had disappeared from her body.

Song Caiwei was a little puzzled, but at the moment she only felt refreshed, so she didn't care, just thought that the resentment of the predecessor Song Caiwei had completely disappeared.

However, the current Song Caiwei is just the current Song Caiwei, she is neither the Song Caiwei of the 21st century, nor the Song Caiwei of the predecessor, she is a new Song Caiwei.

The smoke was swirling, Su Shi burned the paper money, and the words in his mouth stopped, Song Caiwei followed Su Shi to bow to the mountain god statue a few times, and then packed up his things and walked in the direction of the chaihu.

The four of them did it, plus Su Shi and Song Cailian were sharp, and their slender hands picked up the sickle, like a work of art.

A few people picked a relatively large firewood to harvest, although they still had to watch and find it, but it only took less than half an hour for a few people to cut two large baskets full of them.

Song Chengwen carried one of the big baskets on his back, and the chai hu in the other big basket was packed in two small bamboo baskets, and Song Cailian and Song Caiwei carried one each.

Of course, it was Song Caiwei who carried the one a little less, and Song Cailian had no opinion on this at all.

The three of them carried the bamboo basket and went down the mountain, while the Su family stayed alone to cut the pigweed.

Although Shangqing Town is not far from Shangliu Village, they are afraid that Song Caiwei is still young, so a few people slowed down and spent most of the hour to reach Shangqing Town.

This is Song Caiwei's first time in Shangqing Town, and it is also the first time Song Caiwei has seen what ancient towns were like.

Shangqing Town is not big, and it is not prosperous, but it is a little quaint.

Because it is leaning on the 100,000 mountains, the foundations of most of the houses in Shangqing Town are all made of large bluestones, and even the streets in the town are paved with large bluestones.

There are only three streets in Shangqing Town, the most prosperous street stands in the center of Shangqing Town, called Shangqing Street, there are restaurants, inns, cloth shops, pawnshops, silver buildings, tailor shops, clothing stores, bookstores, blacksmith shops, medical halls, grain stores, furniture stores, dry goods stores, grocery stores, all kinds of shops pù everything, but the most surprising thing for Song Caiwei is that there is a small silver number named Hongye.

However, when Song Caiwei's business developed into a force, it was not surprising when she faced the word 'red leaves'.

Although this street is the most prosperous street in Shangqing Town, it is not the most lively.

Next street, there is a street called Qingshui, which mainly sells fruits and vegetables, as well as some knick-knacks made by nearby villagers who know how to craft them.