"Wei'er, are you okay," Looking at Song Caiwei's fierce face, Song Cailian's heart skipped a half-beat, wondering if her sister had any sequelae due to illness.

"Wei'er," Seeing that Song Caiwei didn't take care of herself, Song Cailian hurriedly shook Song Caiwei who was distracted.

"Ah, second sister, what's wrong?" Song Caiwei instantly withdrew from her thoughts just now, looked at Song Cailian who was anxious, and thought that something had happened.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing, it's just that looking at your face just now seems to be a little crazy," Song Cailian pulled the corners of her mouth, trying not to make her face ugly.

Hearing Song Cailian's words, Song Caiwei smiled awkwardly, thinking that her condition just now was a little terrifying, and quickly explained: "I just had a little pain in my body just now, but now it's much better." After watching Song Cailian hear her explanation, her face changed from nervous to relaxed, and Song Caiwei's heart warmed again.

"It's okay, you don't know that because you have been sick and have a fever in the past few days, the family is worried about it, even Xiaoliu is a lot more sensible."

Song Cailian's heart was somewhat pantothenic at the moment when she spoke, when her father was there, although there were more children in the family, she could afford to raise them, as soon as her father left, her grandmother Zhou was mean, and her grandfather was also eccentric, and her whole heart was hanging in her uncle's house. The mother blindly compromised and worked hard at home all day long, just so that the child could have something to eat, and she suffered a lot in the past two years.

Looking at the loneliness on Song Cailian's face at the moment, for a while, the room was quiet.

Everyone knew in their hearts how much helplessness Song Cailian's words contained, especially the eldest brother Song Chengwen felt Song Cailian's tone, his hands clenched unconsciously, and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

"Second sister, it's all bad to blame the eldest brother, if you endure waiting for the eldest brother to be a little older, you will definitely beg our mother to let me go into the mountains to hunt, and at that time, our family's life will be better."

After Song Qingxiang left, in the past two years, how many times did Song Chengwen ask the Su family to go hunting in the 100,000 mountains behind the village, but the Su family resolutely refused to allow it. I remember that once Song Chengwen secretly went into the mountains, and after the Su family learned about it, he beat Song Chengwen hard, and he was so angry that he fell seriously ill, and Song Chengwen never entered the mountains again.

"Yes, when Wu'er grows up, he will also go into the mountains to hunt."

Seeing that his brothers and sisters were unhappy, the sensible Song Chengwu obediently followed Song Chengwen's words. The oppressive atmosphere in the room dissipated, and everyone laughed.

Even Song Caiwei, who was sick and didn't have much strength, couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh when she saw Song Chengwen's cute little face.

"Yes, our little five will also go into the mountains to hunt when they grow up," Song Cailian casually picked up Song Chengwu who was standing by the kang and happily kissed him on the face.

In this way, Song Caiwei completely accepted her current home, and at the same time closely linked her whole heart with this family.

Because she was really sick this time, coupled with the care and love of her family, Song Caiwei lay on the kang for three whole days.

In the past three days, every time I ate, Su Yuqing brought it to Song Caiwei from the main room. But every time the rice has not changed, half a piece of dry and hard multigrain nest and a bowl of crystal clear rice porridge. Although the head of the multigrain nest is rich in nutrients in the 21st century, every time she eats without even a little oil and water, it really makes Song Caiwei's mouth fade out of a bird.

But in this way, Song Caiwei is difficult to swallow every time, Zhou has to scold for a long time every day, the words are very ugly, if it weren't for Su Yuqing watching, Song Caiwei would have been eager to jump off the kang to tear Zhou's mouth.

"Let's eat, after eating, let's go out for a walk today," Su Yuqing looked at her daughter frowning at the nest, her heart was also very uncomfortable, her eyes were gloomy, she stretched out her calloused hand, gently stroked Song Caiwei's head, and said gently.

Song Caiwei really didn't have the appetite to eat, but when she heard that Su Shi allowed her to go out for a walk after eating, she suddenly came to her senses. Regardless of how unpalatable and hard the nest was, he ate the rice soup in a big gulp.

In the past few days, to be honest, Song Caiwei is about to lie down with hair, although there is a view of this world in the memory of her predecessor, but she has not seen it with her own eyes, so for this new world, Song Caiwei is somewhat impatient in her heart.

"Eat slowly," watching her daughter eat in a big gulp, Su Yuqing's eyebrows and eyes became relaxed and cheerful, and while telling Song Caiwei to eat slowly, she called Song Cailian and asked her to accompany Song Caiwei out for a while.

Soon, Song Caiwei finished eating, said hello to Su, and went out hand in hand with Song Cailian.

Song Caiwei's family lives in the backyard of the Song family, so as soon as they go out, they will see about half an acre of vegetable land.

Immediately afterwards, it is a big pigsty, which has two pigs, not very big, it seems that after the New Year, Zhou's newly bought piglets, the pigsty is next to the earthen house where Song Caiwei's family lives, and now the smell is not very big, but at this moment you can imagine that the weather is gradually getting hotter, how big the smell is. Thinking of this, Song Caiwei couldn't help but shudder.

"Wei'er, is it cold? Why don't you go back and wear more clothes? Suddenly seeing Song Caiwei tremble, the careful Song Cailian hurriedly asked, her eyes full of concern and anxiety.

Putting on a dress, Song Caiwei looked down at the clothes on her body, hooked the corners of her mouth and sneered, where do she still have clothes to wear, even if there are patches, they are patches covered with patches of colorful torn clothes.

However, although Song Caiwei was dissatisfied, her face still did not change, and she replied: "No need, I am not cold at all, probably because I haven't gone out for many days, and I am a little uncomfortable," Song Caiwei raised her little face and comforted Song Cailian in a sweet voice.

"That's good, let's go out quickly, I still have to go to the back mountain to get some pigweed, otherwise grandma will scold again," he said, pulling Song Caiwei while picking up the bamboo basket in the garden and walking out.

The two walked slowly around the backyard and walked to the front yard, Song Caiwei looked at the blue brick house of the main house, and almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

Facing the gate in the front yard are four tall blue brick houses, where grandfather Song Haoyuan, grandmother Zhou Yunxiang and their fifteen-year-old daughter Song Jiaojiao live, and the left and right wings are also blue brick houses.

The left wing room lives the eldest uncle Song Qingdong and the eldest aunt Liu Fengjuan's family, they only have two children, a son and a daughter, son Song Chenghao is sixteen years old, and daughter Song Caiyue is twelve years old.

Uncle Song Qingdong is a talented person who does a history in the county government of Qingshuicheng County, is a position that does not enter the rank, and is in charge of the ceremonial cashier in the county government, with three stone rice and three taels of silver per month, and the lobby brother Song Chenghao was also admitted to the Tongsheng, so the Song family has today's wealth. However, it is precisely because of the partiality of grandfather Song Haoyuan that the uncle has the opportunity to read and write.

On weekdays, the uncle's family lives in the county seat, so when Song Qingxiang was still in the past, Song Caiwei's family lived in the East Wing.

ps: One stone of rice = one hundred catties of rice and one tael of silver = one thousand copper plates (text)