Two days later, Song Chengli packed his luggage, brought the silver, and the second son of the old Cui family, as well as Song Chunlai, Song Chunsheng and two brothers, drove the ox cart and went to the mountains.

The work of delivering bean sprouts at home fell on Song Chengyi's shoulders alone, and Erlang occasionally helped.

The Song family also officially said that they would recruit workers in the village, and the treatment was ten cents a day, and no food was provided.

Mainly responsible for leveling the house base, digging fruit tree pits, digging lotus ponds, and digging fish ponds.

Unexpectedly, just one day after the words were released, more than 20 people came to the Song family to apply.

Everyone thinks the same, take advantage of the lack of spring ploughing, when they are not busy, earn some money, and subsidize the family.

Zhou picked ten people in it and began to work.

This person has Liu Laogen, Liu Laogen's two sons, and Song Laoliu.

Because the spring had just begun, the water in the ditch was still very cold, and the Song family decided that ten people would first repair the base of the house, then dig the tree kang, and finally the weather would be warmer, and then dig the lotus pond and fish pond.

At the same time, the Song family also passed a message to the old man Song in the county that the matter of buying lotus root seeds would be handed over to the old man Song.

At the wharf in the county, merchants from the south often pass by, and the Song family plans to buy lotus root seeds from them.

"Yuan'er, can the two of the Song Lao Liu's family be reliable? I really don't worry about my dad going out with them......" Song Qingmo was sullen.

"Don't worry!" Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand and stretched out Song Qingmo's frowning brows.

Since the dried vegetable incident, the Song Lao Liu's family has continued to repair the relationship with the Song family, even if they later learned that the vegetables received by the Song family were dried vegetables, they did not complain.

This time, I heard that Song Chengli was going to the mountains, and the two sons of Song Laoliu's family took the initiative to follow.

Coupled with the second son of the old Cui family, a total of four strong men went, and in terms of safety, it can be regarded as guaranteed.

"Song Chunlai, Song Chunsheng are all from Songjia Village, their parents, wives and children are here, it won't be unfavorable to the third uncle, don't worry." Song Qingyuan comforted.

For the sake of such a grudge, they will not do anything that harms people's lives.

"That's good!" Song Qingmo nodded, Yuan'er said that it was okay, then it must be fine.

Song Qingmo has a mysterious trust in Song Qingyuan.

After picking the beans, Song Qingyuan planned to go and see the progress of the workers.

The villagers are simple and do not need supervision, but for the sake of prudence, Song Qingyuan still went over from time to time to take a look.

............

When Song Qingyuan took Song Qingmo Shilang over, the employees were in full swing.

The potholed ground was leveled out piece by piece.

Song Qingyuan also stretched out his hand to help pick up the stones, and threw them aside.

"Uncle Gen, isn't it hard to level it now?" Song Qingyuan asked.

Liu Laogen is much older than Song Chengyi, and everyone in the village calls it that, and Song Qingyuan also calls it.

Liu Laogen heard this, "It's okay, it's all civilized, now it's leveled, it's not difficult, it's just digging a ditch, and I'll wait for two more days." ”

"Don't rush, take your time." Anyway, it will take some time for the fruit trees to come back.

Song Qingyuan chatted with Liu Laogen for a few more words, and then went home with two little followers.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard Zhou shouting, "Yuan'er, come in." ”

"What's the matter with milk?" Song Qingyuan asked.

Zhou looked at Shiro and Song Qingmo, who were like fart worms, and they didn't pick anyone up.

Moved the money box over and said, "The bean sprouts have earned more than eighty taels these days, look at when our family will buy green bricks and tiles?" ”

The bean sprouts were sold for a total of about a month, and they stopped for a few days in the middle, eighty taels, a lot, Song Qingyuan nodded secretly, which was similar to what she estimated in her heart.

"Wait a few days, and I'll go to town to order a batch." Song Qingyuan said, "More than eighty taels, it's enough to pay a deposit." ”

In ancient times, it is not as good as in modern times, and when you buy bricks and tiles in large quantities, you need to order them in advance.

Small quantities can be picked up on the same day.

Song Qingyuan thought for a while and said, "In the past two days, I will ask my father to inquire about what the price is elsewhere, if the price difference is too much, let's go to other places to buy." ”

"It's a big deal to pull the ox cart and make a few more trips."

In ancient times, manpower and material resources were the least valuable, there was an ox cart at home, and Erlang also had an ox cart there, not far away, and if you pulled it for a few days, you could also pull the bricks and tiles back.

"Well, just do as you say." Zhou nodded and said in a deep voice, "I don't know when your third uncle will come back?" ”

When Song Qingyuan heard this, she raised her head, the old lady is worried about her son?

That's right, no matter how hard Zhou's heart is, he is also a mother, and it is impossible not to care about his son, especially Song Chengli is still far away.

"The third uncle has just left, and besides, it takes time to buy fruit trees and dig fruit trees, and it will take half a month to come back at the earliest."

According to the news she inquired, the mountains are not close to here, from Mengjiagou, all the way to the east, and they are all mountain roads, it is not easy to walk, and it will definitely delay time.

"Milk, don't worry, it's okay." Song Qingyuan comforted.

"You don't know......" Zhou said, glanced at Song Qingmo, and continued, "The mountains are full of poor people, that person is poor and crazy, he can do everything, I'm afraid of your third uncle, in case ......"

When Song Qingmo heard this, she was shocked, "Milk, what you said is true?" So what if my dad runs into a bad guy? ”

Song Qingmo said as she spoke, tears about to fall.

Song Qingyuan didn't expect that there was still this stubble, she had been here for so long, she hadn't heard about the mountain bandits, so she forgot about it.

If something happens to Song Chengli...... Song Qingyuan couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Milk, or let's chase my dad back now, let's not go......" Song Qingmo choked up.

Song Qingyuan also looked at Zhou, this is not a bad way, it's a big deal to dig a few fruit trees in the orchard, dig a few in Mao'er Mountain, and then order more saplings around.

It's just a matter of waiting a few more years, and the Song family is not in urgent need of money now.

"Now they're all far away, how can you chase them?" Zhou Shima lowered his eyes, "What do the people in the mountains ask your mother, your mother knows best." ”

What does it mean? Song Qingmo looked confused.

Song Qingyuan blinked, so that the Ye family was sold from the mountains.

"I'll ask my mother ......" Song Qingmo said a word and ran out.

"Hey......" Song Qingyuan wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Song Qingmo asked like this, Ye couldn't feel better, right...... Is it true that the people in the mountains are really poor and crazy, and they can do anything? Or does the old lady have an opinion about the mountain people?

Song Qingyuan walked out of the upper room with questions.

Before he could think about whether to enter the third room, Ye's subtle cry came out.

Song Qingyuan stopped, it would be embarrassing to go in at this time......

However, the Ye family is Song Chengli's wife, if the mountain is really that dangerous, the Ye family should not let Song Chengli go.

So, or does the old lady have an opinion about the mountain people?

After a while, the sobbing sound in the third room disappeared, and it didn't take long for Song Qingmo to come out.

There were obvious tears on his face, and he was not in a good mood.

"Yuan'er, my mother'......" Song Qingmo was about to cry as she spoke.

Song Qingyuan immediately hugged Song Qingmo, "Mo'er, we can't decide our origins, but we can decide our future." ”

"Birth is predestined, but the fate of the future is in our own hands."

"No matter what the third aunt was like in the past, I only know that the third aunt is our family, and that's enough......" Song Qingyuan's eyes were sincere and shining.

"Hmm!" Song Qingmo nodded heavily, and secretly swore that she would redouble her efforts, double her earnings, and not let anyone look down on her mother because of her mother's background.

"Yuan'er, thank you!" Song Qingmo smiled.

Song Qingyuan also smiled.