Lao Liu's beating was still quite fierce, everyone was guessing who did it, and some people even said Yang Qian. Yang Qian took her concubine and beat Lao Liu.

If it weren't for Lao Liu's matter to poke it out, it would be the same as pulling sweet potatoes from vines, and pulling it would be a bunch. Yang Qian will not fall to this point now, she is wanted by the government, and she doesn't know where to hide now.

Imagine that no one can swallow this breath, and it is not unreasonable to say that it is her.

"But I also think that it is her who can be, seeing that she went to cut Wang Guixiang before, it is not impossible to poison Lao Liu." While eating the fruit, Du Chun told the evening song his thoughts. said that Lao Liu didn't dare to go out now, for fear that he would be beaten with a sack when he would.

"I heard that when he came back that day, he looked miserable, and his nose and face were all trivial. Those who met said that people were beaten like pigs' heads, and they walked with a limp, but it was miserable. Now the two of them are a couple. Du Chun said gloating, bluntly saying that this is retribution and deserves it. Who made him lack so much virtue on weekdays, now it's good!

People can't stop praising and fighting well, and this kind of wicked person should be cleaned up.

Du Chun Balabala spoke for a long time, but when he came back to his senses, he found that he didn't say a word about the evening song. So I asked her suspiciously, what's wrong? It's not very comfortable today, what's the matter, I don't say a word, and I still drink water.

If you put it aside in the past, people will definitely clap and applaud with you, and then scold Lao Liu's turtle grandson, how can he be as silent as now.

"Why, didn't I listen to you seriously?" The evening song was asked by Du Chun so vainly, and her heart was pounding and beating.

If she didn't know who the person who did it was, she would definitely slap the table and applaud, and praise people for beating people well like Du Chun. But now that she knows that the person who did it is Song Jiu, she can't shoot it a little, for fear of being discovered or guessing that he did it.

"No, you're not right today." Du Chun stood up and walked around the evening song, carefully looking at the evening song.

Evening song tightened her flesh: "What's wrong?" After that, he lowered his head and looked at himself seriously: "There's nothing wrong with it!" ”

Du Chun scratched her head, she felt that today's evening song was very wrong, and it was indescribable.

Song Jiu greeted the guests next to him, but the situation here has never fallen. After cutting the braised pork and sending off the guests, he turned his head to relieve the evening song and said that it had rained heavily two days ago, and it may have been a little cold, and he had no energy in the past two days.

"Yes, yes, yes." Wan Ge hurriedly nodded in agreement, saying that he couldn't lift his spirits in the past two days.

"You said you, why are you so careless." Du Chun sat back on the stool, frowned and said that the evening song was too careless. Now I have a child in my belly, and I don't know how to pay attention. You must know that there is any illness or something at this time, which is not good for the child, and it may be weak after birth.

"Have you been to the doctor?"

Wan Ge touched his nose and nodded: "Go, the doctor said that it was no big deal, but it was a little cold, let me come back and rest more." ”

Hearing that there was nothing serious, Du Chun's stern face softened a little. Now Wange can't take medicine casually, so Du Chun taught Wange a few local methods, asked her to drink more water, and then covered her sweat. Sweat it all over, and you'll be fine.

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Said he would do it at night.

"You, you're all about to become mothers, let's be a little more careful!" Du Chun shook his head helplessly and said something to her.

Wan Ge smiled very awkwardly, and then glanced at Song Jiu, who was watching the excitement next to him, and immediately glared at people. I'm embarrassed to watch the excitement, and I don't know who it's all about.

After chatting about those things in the village, Du Chun asked them if they had enough money? said that there was already news from above, and this year it was twelve taels of silver. It's up two taels from before.

Like two taels of silver to put Du Chun's family, it can be used for a month or two or even more. After all, there are only two of them at home, and they can't spend anything if they are not extravagant and wasteful.

"Twelve taels!" I was worried when I heard the evening song, the odds were enough, but the whole thing was still far away.

Du Chun also sighed and said that they had only made up half of the time, and then they planned to borrow it from their mother's family or those relatives of the Zhao family to see if they could make it up: "There is no way now, I can only pass the hurdle in front of me first." ”

"It will always pass." Evening Song held Du Chun's hand and encouraged each other.

"I hope so!" Du Chun pulled out a somewhat far-fetched smile, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little dull and uncomfortable.

When it comes to conscription, everyone's hearts are like pressing a mountain, which really makes people unhappy.

Du Chun didn't sit for a while and got up and said that she was going back, and Wange left someone to eat, she waved her hand and said that she had to go back to help with fishing and drying nets.

Knowing that everyone is anxious now, busy making money and making money, Wange doesn't keep many people.

After sending Du Chun away, Wange leaned on the threshold and said to Song Jiu with some worry that according to their current situation, it would be a little difficult to get together enough twelve taels of silver!

"There will be a way." Song Jiu looked at the sparsely populated streets outside.

He had already thought about it, and he would go for a walk in the mountains in the past two days to see if he could hunt good goods.

Wan Ge didn't know what he was thinking, so he only recalled that there was no way to get money quickly.

In the past, my brain seemed to turn quite fast, but now it is a little stuck.

Song Jiu saw her scratching her head, so she stopped thinking about it. As the pillar of the family, these things shouldn't have been her worry about in the first place.

Wan Ge disagreed and wanted to refute, but was interrupted by Song Jiu and said: "You just think too much, go to the back and rest for a while, and I'll cook and call you later." ”

Originally, she didn't want to, but it didn't seem to be of much help in front of her, so it was better to go to the back to do some embroidery work, at least to help the family.

The man went back to the house, got a needlework basket, sat at the head of the bed, and carefully embroidered a handkerchief.

I think it's a habit of taking a nap on weekdays, and I feel that my eyes are a little sour when I embroider, and I yawn a few times in a row.

When Song Jiu came in to see someone, he found that she was asleep leaning on the head of the bed, and she was still holding a half-embroidered handkerchief in her hand.

I just fell asleep like this, and I was not afraid of the needle and thread in my hand to prick myself.

He shook his head, walked over, took the needlework from the evening singer and put it in the basket, then took off his shoes and gently picked him up and put him on the bed.

Sitting and sleeping was not as comfortable as lying down, and this sleep went directly to Song Jiu to call her for dinner.

Wan Ge sat up a little listlessly, probably because he had slept for too long, and his head was still a little groggy and did not ease up.

"I've slept for so long?" Through the window, I saw that it was already a little dark outside, and I was slightly surprised.

"If I hadn't called you, you'd probably sleep until tomorrow morning." Song Jiu brought a basin of hot water and twisted the veil; "Wipe it, wake up."

Wan Ge obediently took over and wiped his face, washed his face, and finally sobered up.

Song Jiu's dinner in the evening has been prepared, she just needs to get up and eat.

Song Jiu, who was at the dinner table as usual, first added a bowl of soup to others, and then poured wine and tasted it slowly.

While eating, Song Jiu suddenly said to Wange that he was going out hunting tonight, and he might not be able to come back until tomorrow morning, so let her sleep first.

The chopsticks of the evening song were stunned, and she opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything, she knew that there was no other way.

If you want money to come quickly, hunting game will also come quickly. But the same risk is great, especially when you go up the mountain at night, you have much more luck to encounter a beast than during the day, and the mountain road is not easy to walk at night, it is dark, and the danger is multiplied and dirty.

Sure enough, when the man had washed the dishes and chopsticks after eating, he carried the hunting bows and arrows that he didn't know when he had found them. Judging by the appearance of people, I probably have had this plan for a long time.

Wange sent people to the door, looking at Song Jiu, who had everything cleaned up, his throat and eyes were a little panicked.

"I'm leaving, you go in!"

"You...... Be careful. ”

"Don't worry, I'll try to come back sooner." Song Yu touched the person's head, then turned around and left with something on his back, simply decisively without a little hesitation and sticky.

Evening Song watched people leave, watching his back slowly blend into the night, she couldn't tell what it was like at this moment, anyway, it was quite uncomfortable.

She thought, she couldn't just go on like this.

Wan Ge retracted her gaze, closed the door and turned over to go to the stove room, she couldn't hold back.

The dusk oil was dancing and jumping in the stove room, reflecting the busy figures of the people inside. The lights in the stove room were shining brightly, and it was not until the watchman outside rang the fifth watch that the sound of the fifth watch was slowly extinguished.

Wan Ge yawned, rubbed her eyes, and came out of the stove room to go back to sleep. She wanted to hold on a little longer, but she was afraid that Song Jiu should come back. When I found out that she hadn't slept, I had to be beaten again.

Fortunately, she was almost done with what she wanted to do.

In fact, Wan Ge was right, as soon as she lay down on her front foot and her back foot, there was a slight noise outside. After a few moments, the door was pushed open, and a figure entered.

Listening to the sound of squirming and undressing, Wan Ge, who had not fallen asleep, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but he couldn't let Song Ji know that he hadn't slept all night.

It's just that she hasn't slept for most of the night, and the pretending evening song is really asleep, and when she wakes up again, it's almost noon.

After sitting up and waking up, Wange couldn't wait to lift the quilt and get out of bed to find Song Jiu, she had good news to tell him.

"Run for what." Song Jiu was cooking in the stove room, and the shovel he was holding shook when he saw Wan Ge running in.

Wan Ge smiled and slowed down slightly: "Xianggong, let me tell you something." Wan Ge's face was irrepressibly happy and excited.

"Before you tell me, I'm asking you something." Song Yu looked at the evening song with a calm face.

Wan Ge instantly noticed that Song Jiu seemed to be angry, and suddenly asked with some uneasiness in her heart: "What's the matter?" ”

"Tell me frankly, when did you sleep last night?" Saying that, Song Jiu stretched out his hand and pointed to the oil lamp that had burned out, looking at the evening song.

Deep dark eyes stared at people, as if all lies were hidden under them.