"Yes, yes!" Song Xing also wanted to do some physical work, but his body was too weak.

Going out for a run and exercising every day, in this era, will definitely be regarded as a neuropath, and there is no modern fitness place like a gym, and you can only do some work in the field!

Their family's two acres of dry land are behind the thatched house, no one has planted it for several years, it has long been overgrown with wild grass, if you want to plant something, you must first turn the ground!

"Then we'll go now!" There was something to do, Coco was very happy, and urged Song Xing to start work now.

Song Xing frowned and looked at the sky, at this time everyone went home to rest, what was the matter with him going to work in the field, just take a nap and get up to work.

"Coco, wait for the afternoon, brother will be confused for a while!"

Song Xingsheng stretched his waist and climbed onto the kang to sleep, in this era when there are no entertainment facilities, it is estimated that the leisure time can only be slept at home, and when there is money to go to the city in the future, it is estimated that it will be better!

Coco was not idle, went to the back of the house and turned out a hoe that had not been used for several years, and carried it to work in the field.

When Song Xing woke up, it was already an hour later, when he walked to the ground, he found that Coco was weeding with a hoe, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed, he had really lived in vain all these years, all the housework at home was handled by his nine-year-old sister, and now even hoeing and turning the ground was done by his sister, but he slept at home.

"Coco, you take a break, let me come!" Song Xing rolled up his sleeves and walked to Coco's side.

Coco stopped, wiped her sweat, then tilted her head and said, "Brother, you wake up, then you go to read, I'll just turn the floor alone!" ”

"Obedient, give me, you take a break!" Song Xing "snatched" the hoe from Coco's hand, and felt his arm sore after two strokes!

、、、 this so heavy? The thin Coco has been picking up for an hour, in terms of strength, Coco is definitely inferior to him, it all depends on the will, think about it, he is simply embarrassed!

In later generations, there is a popular saying called "gnawing the old", he is a typical "gnawing sister"!

This side is too hard, isn't that end a little softer?

Song Xing didn't turn back next to the stubble like Coco, but gouged here twice, where he dug twice, and finally found that this land was the same, the same hard!

After tossing for less than half an hour, Song Xing was already out of breath, and he regretted agreeing to grow vegetables in cocoa.

Otherwise, go back to Zeng Aniu, he will definitely help turn over this land, but, isn't it a bit too much, just gave a loan today, and asked someone to turn over the land, it's not suitable, spend money to hire someone? Coco won't agree!

Pregnant! Song Xing, who was wiping his sweat, saw that the two brothers of the Song Dynasty were digging wild vegetables, and he couldn't help but think about it!

"Coco, let's not turn the floor, wash it, wait for the customers who come to the door, leave the matter of turning the floor to me, and it will be turned over tomorrow morning!" Song Xing threw away the hoe, pulled Coco and went home directly to wash and clean up, with Ma Erhu shouting like this, the whole village knew about it, someone would definitely come to the door, and there were customers referred by Ma Sanhu.

"Oh!" In fact, Coco still wanted to turn over the ground, but when she thought that another customer came to the door, she quickly boiled water, and she had to look at the steamed buns, otherwise her brother would not only let people eat them, but also give them as gifts, which was really distressing.

"However, when will this land be completed、、、、、

"It's ready tomorrow morning!" Song Xing, who was walking in front with his hands behind his back, said.

"Huh? Brother, you are a scholar, you can't lie to people casually! Coco pouted and said dissatisfiedly, feeling that his brother has been getting more and more out of score recently.

"Hehe, you forgot, my brother can do magic!" He didn't believe what Song Xing said, but Coco nodded expectantly.

As soon as the brother and sister returned home, before they had time to wash their faces, they saw an old man with a dark face and a hunched waist enter the courtyard.

"Uncle Wang, why did you come to me, hurry up and sit in the house!" Song Xing was surprised that an old man in his fifties came.

It can be seen that the person who came, hurriedly made a cup of tea and brought it up, for fear that Song Xing would let her take the white flour steamed buns out, she was really reluctant, the customers ate the white flour steamed buns in the past two days, and the white flour steamed buns that were sent away were more than she had eaten in the past few years.

"Coco, bring a steamed bun to Uncle Wang!" Although Coco is distressed, Song Xing doesn't care, when doing business, he must understand the meaning of the word "willing".

"Oh!" Coco pouted, and reluctantly took out a white-flour steamed bun from the clay pot and handed it to Uncle Wang.

"Song Xiucai, do you really give the white-flour steamed buns back 、、、?" Uncle Wang's hands trembled with excitement, he hadn't eaten white-flour steamed buns for a few years.

"Hehe, Uncle Wang, there are not enough steamed buns, you eat slowly, what's the matter, let's talk about it after eating!" Song Xing watched Uncle Wang, who was holding steamed buns in both hands, feed them in his mouth, almost choked, and hurriedly said.

This old man is almost sixty years old, in case he chokes on eating steamed buns, this matter will be a big deal!

As for Uncle Wang's intention, Song Xing is very clear that he can't come to borrow money at this age, he has seven sons, but these sons have all married and live separately from him, his sons don't support him, and he has no responsibility to help his sons borrow money, of course, at this age, the borrowing system will definitely refuse, and Song Xing personally will not agree, although his starting point is to benefit the people, but also consider the risk cost.

The old man is a carpenter, he has worked all his life, he should have some savings, he knows the virtues of his sons, and he has left some money for frugality, but recently several sons have been going home to rummage through the cabinets, and he is worried that there is no place to save money, so he heard the news from the "big speaker" Ma Erhu, and immediately went home and ran to Song Xing with the money.

"Song Xiucai, I heard that you can save money here? I have 700 money, I don't know if you 、、、、" Uncle Wang finished eating the steamed buns, took a sip of tea, and tried his best to express that he had little money, and Song Xing would accept it.

"Hehe, Uncle Wang, I'm here to keep the money for others, it doesn't matter how much, if you save the 700 money to me, you can get 21 money every month, and on the first day of the first month of every month, we will send the money to your home! Moreover, if you deposit money with us, you can also get a bag of salt! Song Xing finished all the questions that Uncle Wang wanted to ask in one breath.

"Oh, that's good, that's good, but don't send the interest money every month to my house, I'll come and get it!" Also, don't let my sons know that I've been here with you! Uncle Wang's dark and thin face was full of smiles, and the money finally had a safe place, but he still didn't forget to ask Song Xing a few words.

It seems that it is an old man with a hard life!

He never thought of making the business into a charity model, but now it seems that it can play a role in the meaning of charity, the lonely old man who has nothing to rely on, the interest rate will be increased by one point, so that the old man can live on the interest and do not have to worry about his livelihood!

"No problem, no problem!" Song Xing responded repeatedly.

After finishing all the formalities, Song Xing asked Coco to take a white-flour steamed bun to Uncle Wang, and then sent Uncle Wang out of the door.

"Brother, why does Uncle Wang save 700 yuan more than Uncle Li and they get more interest when they deposit 1,000 yuan?" Coco asked, crouching in the doorway, pouting.