Song Qingyuan looked at the excerpt in shock.

exclaimed, "Master, why did you give me half of the credit?" ”

At the beginning, it was clearly said that the credit for winter wheat was all on the old man.

She is a girl, what is the use of merit.

At most, some silver.

She doesn't lack this.

"The credit is yours, you can't bury it!" Old Man Song smiled, "Ye Ben took advantage of you, I have already written, the planting of winter wheat ......"

"It was our grandparents and grandchildren, who led the family to study it together."

"And your eldest brother, third brother, and the master also wrote...... Help us farm, record data, and make suggestions......"

"With this matter, if they can embark on a career in the future, it will be somewhat smoother......

Old Man Song secretly sighed, in fact, in the matter of winter wheat, they did thin out Song Qingyuan's credit.

His selfishness made trouble, and he added two grandsons and a family to it.

"There are ......," Old Man Song continued, "There are also ...... in the matter of "Qi Min's Technique"."

"I saw ......" Song Qingyuan's hand holding the fold tightened.

The fold reads that the county magistrate met her by chance and heard her make a grand wish.

So, I gave her "Qi Min's Technique" as a gift, wishing her to plant a splendid countryside.

Subsequently, the Song family thanked the county lord for his kindness, studied carefully, and finally found the problem of winter wheat......

Thereupon......

If this story gets out, it will become a good story.

"Master, change it......" Song Qingyuan said, "Increase the credit of the master......"

Old Man Song shook his head, "It's good to write like this, our ancestors and grandchildren have merit......"

"You don't have to worry about the merits...... Old Man Song comforted, "You are a girl who has not left the cabinet, if the court is willing to give me a promotion, it will definitely fall on my head." ”

"If you don't want to, it's useless to say anything......"

"Hey!" Old Man Song sighed lowly.

After all, his granddaughter is too young, and if she is already married, it is possible to make a small fate.

Right now......

Old Man Song shook his head, "Being praised by the imperial court will also be beneficial to you in the future......

"When you get married, you can save face, so that you won't be looked down upon by your husband's family......"

A figure flashed in Old Man Song's mind.

If you can marry......

That's good.

It's a pity that it's still young.

"Master......" Song Qingyuan is helpless, she has silver, she can support herself, and she doesn't rely on men.

There is no need to save face at all.

She can earn all these things......

Song Qingyuan wanted to persuade him again, but Old Man Song resolutely refused to change.

In the end, Song Qingyuan still went out with this fold.

I first went to the Song Kee garment store and picked up a Buddhist scripture. Put it in your arms, and then go straight to the station.

Inside the station.

Li Ma and others are cleaning.

Seeing Song Qingyuan's eyes with surprise, "Yuan'er, why are you here?" ”

"This is here to find Xiao Cui?"

Xiao Cui refers to the eldest of the Cui family, who is now working as a handyman at the post station.

He and Old Man Song are related to each other, which is something that everyone in the post station knows.

Song Qingyuan said with a smile, "I'm not looking for Uncle Cui, I'm here to find the commander." ”

Looking for a commander?

The crowd gasped.

Such a big Buddha, didn't the Song family climb it?

Lin Wei's eyes looked at Song Qingyuan, which was extremely complicated.

He is the post man of the post station, and when he is fine, he does not dare to approach half a minute.

The granddaughter of this former poster......

"Yuan'er, old man, he ......"

Before Lin Wei finished speaking, Xiao Shisan appeared in the hall and shouted, "Be quick with your hands and feet, after cleaning up, go back to the backyard and stay ......."

Xiao Shisan waved his hand and turned to Song Qingyuan, "Come with me......"

in the room.

Song Qingyuan handed the excerpt to Xiao Jingduo, "My lord, my father has already written the excerpt......

"Bring it......" Xiao Jingduo reached out and took it.

Take a quick look at it.

Finally.

put it on the table, looked up and said, "Your grandfather is a good elder!" ”

"yes!"

Song Qingyuan smiled.

The old man has taken it into account for the juniors in the family.

At the same time, it also shows the unity, friendship, harmony, and positive attitude of the Song family in front of the superiors.

"Not bad!" Xiao Jingduo's fingers tapped on the table.

"Thank you, Lord for compliment!" Song Qingyuan saluted slightly, and then said, "If there is nothing wrong, the folk girl will retire......"

"Hmm!" Xiao Jingduo nodded.

Song Qingyuan stepped back.

Inside the hall.

Xiao 13 swept over, "So fast? ”

It's just a fold, how slow it can be.

Song Qingyuan complained secretly, walked over, and took out a side book from his arms.

said, "Thank you, thank you for the help of the Thirteenth Master......

"Heh......"

Xiao 13 smiled.

The little fat girl, who just made him angry yesterday, came to coax him again today.

"What is this?" Xiao 13 casually said, "Buddhist scriptures? Embroidered? ”

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded.

Xiao Shisan's eyes were full of surprise, "You embroidered, it's good!" ”

"It takes a lot of work to embroider this whole book, right?"

"Tsk! I really didn't expect you, a little fat girl, to embroider so well......" Xiao 13 sighed.

The corners of Song Qingyuan's mouth twitched.

Is she embroidering well?

Are you kidding.

She can embroider mandarin ducks into ducks.

"I didn't embroider it......," Song Qingyuan explained, "I opened a needlework workshop at home, and the embroiderers in it embroidered ......"

Embroidered by the girl?

Xiao Shisan pouted, "I guessed a long time ago that you don't have this ability......

"But you still have a workshop? There are a lot of industries! ”

Song Qingyuan was silent.

Xiao 13 asked, "How did you think of giving me Buddhist scriptures?" ”

Does it mean that he has too many killings on his hands?

Xiao 13 peeked over.

Song Qingyuan said with a smile, "Self-cultivation!" ”

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color!"

"This Buddhist scripture is just right for the Thirteenth Master!"

"There's something else going on at home, so I'll take my leave first......"

After speaking, Song Qingyuan left quickly.

Xiao 13 was stunned on the spot.

After a moment, the reaction came.

Shaking her head and laughing, this little fat girl, this is a grudge!

Yesterday he just teased her, saying to go and flower wine.

Today, she will give him Buddhist scriptures.

Is......

I don't want to suffer at all.

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

Out of the post station, Song Qingyuan snickered.

Thinking of Xiao Shisan's expression, he couldn't help laughing.

Want to see her make a fool of herself?

Think beautifully!

All the way back to the post station, Old Man Song, Shiro, and Song Qingmo are ready to return to Songjia Village at any time.

Jiro continued to stay in the county.

Take care of the playground and supervise the Guy Song Kee Department Store.

"Let's go, master!" Song Qingyuan shouted.

Old Man Song nodded and got into the donkey cart first.

Song Qingmo and the others followed.

Shiro's small face furrowed.

He didn't want to study and wanted to do business with his second brother.

But......

His eyes swept over Song Qingyuan.

His sister wouldn't have agreed.

The chubby body leaned towards Song Qingyuan's side.

The dependent ones leaned in.

In less than an hour, the donkey cart arrived at Songjia Village.

Old Man Song sent Tian Dakui away and held an urgent family meeting.

Early the next morning, the Song family's winter wheat was officially harvested.

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