"Dad, what are you talking about, I haven't helped the family at home in the past two years, how can I still take the food at home, but fortunately, my godfather knows a family in the town that sells food, so people look at my godfather's face, so they give me some food on credit first, and then return it when there is food in the future."

In the morning, after the village opened an ancestral hall and wrote the agreement, Song Qingxiang took out one hundred taels of silver and gave it to Old Man Song in front of everyone.

So it's not easy to say now, this grain was bought at his own expense, if it is really true, maybe Zhou can poke himself to death by poking his backbone, so Song Qingxiang can only cover up the past.

"Oh, that's good, since you've got it back, then you eat first, if you don't have food in the future, just open your mouth to your father, even if your father is not good, he can't starve you."

Old man Song listened to Song Qingxiang's reasonableness, and he didn't touch his face at all, and said bluntly in his heart: Song Qingxiang can be a man, so he continued with a 'generous heart', and the voice was so high that the neighbors in the province couldn't hear it.

And Song Qingxiang on the side listened to the words of the old man Song, and his heart suddenly warmed, thinking: Dad, I still have him in my heart, and I was just about to open my mouth to reply, when I heard Song Caiwei say loudly: "Grandpa is so good, it just so happened that I saw a jar of Jiangnan rice at home yesterday, and I was very greedy, so why don't you give me some food." ”

Who wouldn't say what to deal with, but it's not so easy to take it back, especially in front of Song Caiwei.

So as soon as she heard Old Man Song say this, Song Caiwei hurriedly said louder, and it happened that three or two people passed by the door of Song's house and heard Song Caiwei's words, so they stopped and watched the excitement.

Hearing Song Caiwei's words, Old Man Song was speechless at this time, his face was hateful, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and the hand holding the cigarette stick was also tightly grasped, at this moment he really wanted to pick up the cigarette stick and throw it at Song Caiwei.

But when he saw the people gathered outside the door pointing to the courtyard, the old man finally held back his anger and returned to the house angrily.

Seeing this, Song Caiwei didn't have the luxury of asking Old Man Song to really hold some rice for her, so she happily helped Su Shi get something.

After seeing that Su Shi actually cut a piece of meat, Song Caiwei jumped to her feet with joy, and her saliva did not stop until she ate.

Not to mention this side, a few people finished moving things, and then finished cooking in the east wing, and they didn't see Old Man Song send a grain of rice.

Simply, the family understood Old Man Song's temperament, and they didn't take it to heart.

After lunch, Mr. Zhao resigned from his family, saying that he was going back to the south to quit his job, and then came back.

Originally, Old Man Zhao was just a second-class steward in the Shen Mansion, so it was enough to write a letter to the chief steward about the resignation.

But Old Man Zhao always felt that his life was saved by the head of the Shen family, so he left without saying a word, not to mention being ungrateful, and offending people.

Therefore, Old Man Zhao plans to go back to quit his job in person, and also to go back to see the head of the Shen family again, after all, the head of the Shen family is not young, and if he sees him again, it is estimated that he will never see him again in this life.

Song Qingxiang originally wanted Mr. Zhao to stay for a few more days, but was stopped by Mr. Zhao's sentence: Go early and return early.

Old Man Zhao finally left Shangliu Village under the eyes of his family, and gave Song Qingxiang a hundred taels of silver before leaving.

Song Qingxiang knew that this might be all of Old Man Zhao's net worth, because in the past two years, he had taken medicine to treat his illness, and Old Man Zhao had spent a lot of money.

Song Qingxiang was moved at the same time, and bluntly said that he didn't want to accept it, but Song Caiwei reached out and took the silver, and said: "Dad, grandpa and we will be a family in the future, anyway, it will all depend on our filial piety in the future, if you don't take this money, grandpa will definitely stay in our house in the future." ”

Song Qingxiang thought about it, so he accepted it calmly, thinking that he would honor Old Man Zhao in the future.

It wasn't until the carriage disappeared into the endless plain that everyone slowly walked home, their hearts heavy.

After returning home, Song Cailian continued to carry the basket to pick up dung, and even Song Chengjun and Song Chengwu, two small ones, also carried two particularly small bamboo baskets and followed.

And Song Caiwei led Song Qingxiang and Song Chengwen, who were holding shovels, to the back mountain.

The group arrived at the place where Song Caiwei found the gold and silver treasures yesterday in the back mountain, and Song Qingxiang knew that Song Caiwei lied yesterday.

Stretching out his head and looking down, Song Qingxiang was afraid, but after thinking about it, Song Caiwei was fine, so he didn't pursue it anymore.

Because of habit, Song Qingxiang would carry a piece of hemp rope every time he went up the mountain, so this time the three of them saved their strength and climbed down along the hemp rope.

Song Qingxiang and Song Chengwen were both bold, looking at the skeleton, and without any timidity on their faces, they began to put her into the jar they had just bought in the town this morning.

After the installation, Song Qingxiang led Song Caiwei and the others to a relatively loose area on the mountain, and began to pick up a shovel and dig it up, regardless of how feng shui it was.

Song Qingxiang and Song Chengwen both have great strength, but although the soil in this area is relatively loose, it is still on the mountain, so when the two dug a big pit that could fit the jar, they were already tired and red, and sweat soaked the dirty clothes.

However, the two of them had already taken off their coats, otherwise it would have been inevitable.

After placing the altar, Song Qingxiang first bought a thick layer of sand around the altar, and then moved scattered stones with Song Chengwen to press them, and only after seeing that the tomb was about to take shape, the two stopped.

There were no tombstones, no incense sticks, just a lonely grave.

Song Caiwei looked at it and felt a little unbearable, thinking that this woman must have been a peerless person back then, but she didn't expect to end up with no one collecting the body.

sighed in her heart, Song Caiwei only felt that she had won the benefits of others, and she couldn't help but express it, so she took out a stack of paper money from the small basket she had just taken out of her home, took out the prepared fire fold from her arms and began to burn.

The mouth also muttered from time to time, the sound was small, but strange.

This strange sound only scared Song Qingxiang and Song Chengwen, who were standing behind Song Caiwei, and once thought that Song Caiwei was enchanted.

However, seeing Song Caiwei's calm face, he was relieved.

In fact, Song Caiwei is reciting the 'mantra of death', which is Sanskrit, and in this era, Buddhism has just been introduced, and only those so-called powerful people will go to vassals, so Song Qingxiang listened to the strange voice in Song Caiwei's mouth, if it is not strange, it is abnormal.

After reciting the mantra, Song Caiwei bowed to the grave a few more times, and made up her mind: she will come here every Qingming to have a look.

Then he followed Song Qingxiang and Song Chengwen down the mountain.

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