Song Hong's anger came a little inexplicably, and everyone present was stunned, and even the old man Song who was sitting at the table put down his cigarette stick and frowned at him inexplicably.

"Brother Hong, seven or eight taels of silver is not a decimal number, don't borrow it from the second child, where can we get together?"

Spending so much money just to listen to a few days of classes, in fact, Old Man Song did not agree with this matter, but the eldest grandson made a promise before, and everyone else agreed, and Old Man Song didn't speak when he heard them mention the second child.

It's just that I didn't expect it to be like this, why Brother Hong didn't want to borrow money from the second room, and Mr. Song couldn't figure it out.

Hong also said: "Yes, our family is like this, how can we get the money." Brother Hong, listen to milk, it's no problem to go to listen to books, so go to the town to get it, and the second child agreed. And borrowing other people's money has to be repaid immediately, and borrowing your own family's money can be more slowly. ”

Hong wanted to say that he didn't have to pay it back if he didn't have any money, but when he saw the third daughter-in-law outside the door running over to see the excitement, he changed his words euphemistically.

Zhou also smiled, and was about to follow the persuasion, but he heard Song Hong say: "Master, now the family is like this, it is impossible to borrow it for a while, I have to take the exam next year, it is better to sell an acre of land." ”

Song Hong's voice was cold, and it was not a hot brain to be able to say such words, it was obvious that she had thought about it.

Hearing him mention the sale of land, the people present were dumbfounded again, the cigarette sticks in Old Man Song's hands fell to the ground, he bounced up directly from the stool, and said in disbelief: "What are you talking about?" ”

The farmer's land is saved by the ancestors for generations, and it is not forced that anyone will sell the land, which is the foundation of survival.

"Master, didn't the second uncle sell his land when he studied before. Seeing that I am going to end next year, instead of going out to borrow a debt, it is better to sell an acre of land, so as to solve the urgent need to plan for the future. ”

Song Hong took it for granted, but Old Man Song trembled with anger.

"Brother Hong, when your second uncle went to school, he didn't have the five hundred dollars of silver that your father worked outside, only the little bit of production in the field, and he also had the idea of selling land after taking the exam a few times later, which is different from you."

Old Man Song felt a chill in his heart, he looked at his eldest grandson in surprise, wondering if he was stimulated by something and why he became like this.

"Master, you don't want me to be just a little kid like my second uncle in the last few years! I'm also for the future, for the future, where does the way out come from if I'm reluctant to spend money? It's like listening to a book this time, the second uncle hadn't heard it before, so he hesitated in his identity as a child and had no future. ”

Song Hong covered her face and sat on the small pestle with a heartbroken look.

He touched the hearts of many people like this, and Hong sighed and said, "Old man, why don't you ......?"

In fact, what the grandson said also has some truth, there is still some land under the name of the old couple, and it is okay to buy one acre, but it is a pity that her words were not finished, and she got a cold eye from the old man Song.

"Land, even if it is to be sold, it is not at this time. Brother Hong, there will be a chance after listening to the book, so forget it this time. ”

Old Man Song made a final decision, picked up the dry tobacco stick on the ground again, and slowly smoked.

Song Hong's heart fell into an ice cellar when he heard this, he quickly got up and turned his head back to his room.

The two women in the room looked at each other, sad, uncomfortable, and a little helpless.

Song Qing boiled hot water from the stove room, but when she saw that the person was gone, she was about to say something, when Song Ming, who was standing by the door, waved his hand to her.

Outside the door of the hall, the Wang family blew the cold wind for a while, but they saw a good show, and they just wanted to laugh in their hearts, but fortunately this family was divided at the beginning, otherwise it would be noisy.

Spending money like Song Hong lavishly, who can afford it.

Wang sneered, turned around and went back to the room.

*****

Pingyang City, today is the day when the embroidery workshop delivers goods to Wanxing.

Song Ercai took Lu Bao and Wang Da Niu into the city early in the morning, because the goods in winter were thick, and the craftsmanship of the embroidery girls came up, and the goods in the carriage were full of five boxes.

Since the two sides signed the agreement, every time they deliver goods into the city, they no longer go to Wanxing Silk Village, but directly pull to Caofu and enter through the back door.

Cao Xu has always kept the matter of the source of goods very secret, and he has received them in person every time, and he never pretends to others.

Seeing Song Ercai again, the two had a meal and talked a lot about things both externally and internally.

Leaving from Caofu, there were a few more boxes of goods in the car.

The next two days were rest, Wang Daniu got off at the intersection, carried a small burden and went home, and then took the car back to the town tomorrow afternoon.

Leaving home to work outside, the queen mother Zheng also missed her son very much, so she got up in the morning and went outside to buy meat and vegetables, and waited for her son to return.

Wang Daniu knocked on the door of his courtyard, "Mother, I'm back." ”

When Zheng heard this, he quickly put down the firewood in his hand and went over to open the door.

"Big Niu, why is it so late? Have you eaten, I just bought white noodles in the morning, and my mother will get you noodles. ”

Zheng is only in his early forties, taller than ordinary women, wearing a big blue cotton jacket, his face is slightly yellow, he pulls his hair with a cloth scarf, and his eyebrows are slightly raised when he speaks, looking like a hearty person.

"Mother, I've already eaten, don't be busy."

Wang Daniu entered the door and put down his burden, and saw that the firewood in the stove room was gone, so he picked up his axe and planned to go to the mountains outside the city to cut firewood.

He is now away from home and only comes back twice a month, and he can take care of some of them.

"The snow hasn't melted outside, what are you chopping firewood?"

Zheng called his son to stop, "Don't be busy, I'll go to the alley to buy it now, and it won't cost a lot of money anyway." ”

The son is now a serious errand, and with the few taels of silver he earned before, he has been living a decent life recently.

Wang Daniu stopped going when he heard this, put down the axe and talked to his mother, and took out the half month's salary from the burden.

He was in the same town as Lu Bao, seven hundred dollars a month.

Zheng only took half of it, leaving some for his son's pocket money.

"By the way, I mentioned to you before, the eldest daughter of the tofu shop in North Lane, how do you think about it, why don't I ask a matchmaker to go up and talk about it, after all, you are not young."

The sons are twenty-two years old, and the Zheng family must be anxious.

Before, the family was poor, and her son didn't care, she couldn't worry about it, and now the dowry is almost saved, it's time to talk about these things.

"Mother, don't worry about my affairs, my son has a charter in his heart, let's talk about it later."

was able to reunite with Du Juan, Wang Daniu naturally wanted to marry her, but he also saw it in the past half a month, Du Juan didn't seem to mean that, and Du's mother looked at him with defensive eyes.

It's strange to propose marriage like this, and not to be rejected.

"Late, when is late? You're not a seventeen or eighteen boy. If the eldest daughter of the tofu shop doesn't like it, will my mother find someone to help you take a look? ”

"Don't look at it yet." Wang Daniu lowered his head, "I have someone I like, I'll tell you later." ”

Du's mother and Du Juan were wanted by the government, but Wang Daniu didn't dare to say it, for fear of scaring his mother.

The son didn't say that the Zheng family had no problem, so he could only wait and see the situation.