No wonder Old Man Song is suspicious, Song Chengzhong, Song Chengyi always has some calculations every time he takes the initiative to do things.

has experienced a lot, and Old Man Song has to guard against it.

Old Man Song looked at him, glanced at the past, and kept guessing what this son was going to do.

Half-loud, Song Chengyi was stunned by Old Man Song's gaze, and said curtly, "My daughter said that working can exercise and grow stronger." ”

......

Old Man Song didn't believe this, and at the same time, Old Man Song also heard it, Song Chengyi was working here, and he had something to do with Song Qingyuan.

Looking at Song Chengyi's obedient appearance under Song Qingyuan's control, Old Man Song's heart didn't mention how complicated it was.

What she could only do with great effort was done by a little girl.

Old Man Song was relieved and sad.

Finally, he sighed silently and patted Song Chengyi's shoulder, "Your daughter is right, do a good job." ”

After that, Old Man Song raised his feet and went back to Song's house.

Four copies of the production documents were tried, one each for the old man Song and the third room of the Song family, and the old man Song directly handed over the documents for the second room to Song Qingyuan.

"Your father and your mother can't figure it out, your second brother is too mixed, your third brother has to concentrate on the imperial examination, Shiro is still too young, since you are willing to carry the second room, the master will hand over the second room to you." Old Man Song said.

"Thank you for your hard work, don't let me down!" Old Man Song touched Song Qingyuan's head.

Although he doesn't go home often, he is not stupid, and he can also see from several major events in the Song family that it is this little girl who is in charge of the second room now.

The two of them looked at the face of this little girl and did things.

That's fine, the two people in the second room, he was in charge of the first half of their lives, and now they have their daughters under their control, and after Song Qingyuan gets married in the future, San Lang will also grow up.

The second and second children are considered to have settled in this life.

After arranging the matter, the old man Song took Da Lang and San Lang to the town, and he wanted to buy a thank you gift to thank Da Lang, San Lang's husband.

Next.

A series of firecrackers rang out in front of the ancestral hall, and after the sound, a group of children gathered around to pick up dumb whips.

Other people also walked into the ancestral hall one after another, and said hello to the Song family and the old man Song.

This time, Song Li was in the ancestral hall for Da Lang, and San Lang set up four tables of seats.

In addition to the people of the Song family, all the people invited were people with more status or acquaintances in the village, and most of them were from the Song family.

During the banquet, Old Man Song, Song Lizheng, Da Lang, and San Lang spoke in turn.

"Read! I still have to read! Song Lizheng had a feeling, "If the family conditions are acceptable, you must send your children to study, so that you can have a good time and make your family completely change." ”

Earlier, Song Lizheng also went to school and studied, but later his family conditions did not allow it, so he did not continue to take the exam.

Later, Song Li was growing up, and the family conditions were acceptable, so he successively sent his children and grandchildren to the school, but in the end he was one step slower than the old man Song's family.

The children's reading talent is far worse than that of Da Lang, and San Lang.

Song Lizheng thinks about it every time, and he doesn't feel embarrassed, if he insisted on it back then, wouldn't it be ......

It's all fate! Song Lizheng took a sip of wine.

Old Man Song happily accompanies him.

Full of wine and food, the daughters of the Song family cleaned up the mess, and everyone returned home one after another, Song Li was burping and lazily slumped on the chair.

Take out your cigarette pouch, light it, and smoke it comfortably.

Lizheng's daughter-in-law walked over, pushed Song Lizheng away, and said angrily, "Look at you, I don't know, I thought it was your grandson who passed the exam!" ”

"What?" Song Lizheng paused, "What nonsense, I also want such a promising grandson, and it depends on whether other people's ancestors give it or not." ”

"Besides, I am the patriarch of the Song clan, and there are people in the clan, so I'm happy that there's something wrong." Song Lizheng's cigarette pouch tapped on the table.

"Huh!" Li Zheng's daughter-in-law sneered, "There are two grandsons who can read, and the prestige of the Zude family has been raised one step further, so you are not afraid that one day he will squeeze you down." ”

"What are you afraid of! What is there to be afraid of, instead of worrying about others, it is better to be yourself. Song Lizheng spat out a puff of cigarette, "Let the children in the family study hard, and let's also take a fame and glorify our ancestors." ”

"It's easy to say, but it also depends on whether your grandson has the ability to do it!" Lizheng's daughter-in-law snorted, don't overdo it, and said worriedly, "If Song Zude's eldest grandson is admitted to Tongsheng, then his identity as the eldest granddaughter will be another layer." ”

"Our light rain is not compared to the mud." Lizheng's daughter-in-law's eyebrows and eyes were worried.

"How can you do it! At the beginning, I didn't agree with the family affairs of the old Hu family, it wasn't you and the second daughter-in-law, you want to die or live, you have to set it for Xiaoyu, and now you are afraid of wolves and tigers, what did you do in the first place......" Song Lizheng scolded.

"The light rain is not small, hurry up and give the old Hu family a blow, and handle the family affairs as soon as possible." Song Li was commanding.

Lizheng's daughter-in-law frowned, "You don't want to hurry up and get the family affairs done, the old Hu family doesn't spit out, what can I do." ”

Lizheng's daughter-in-law is worried, and now it is obvious that the old Hu family is not enthusiastic.

Song Lizheng sighed, "I'll go to Lao Hu's house another day and say." "The family has booked, and what can I return.

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

On the other side, the Song family went to the room.

Old man Song was talking about manure, "The manure saved last year is almost used up, and this year there are 20 acres of land, and the family will see if they are catching a few pigs." ”

If the field is planted for a long time, the fertility will decline, and the grain yield will be reduced.

At this time, without chemical fertilizer, manure becomes a natural chemical fertilizer.

In the village, every household will save a dung heap. It is said to be a dung heap, but in fact, the things in it are very miscellaneous, including the grass and wood ash from the stove pit, the silt in the river pond, and the domestic sewage, which can be decorposed.

These things are fertile together, fermented, and treated to become what people call manure.

Every year after the autumn harvest and before freezing, manure is applied to the fields to rest the fields. After a winter of nourishment, the fields will slowly regain their fertility.

The manure that the Song family accumulated last year had already been applied in the winter, and it was going to accumulate again this year.

"There is more land at home this year, so I must catch a few more." Song Chengli said, "Or, just catch the five heads, right?" And the chickens at home should also be raised. ”

"Five-headed? Look? Old Man Song looked at Zhou inquiringly.

Zhou frowned, "Five heads are a bit much, other times you can also hunt pigweed, and in winter, you can only feed wheat bran and bran." ”

Old Man Song understood what Zhou meant, "Our family has more land this year, and there are more kinds of wheat, and there is wheat bran to feed." Our family can also grow a few acres of sweet potatoes, and the sweet potato vines are dried and mixed with wheat bran. ”

"Master, we don't need to grow sweet potatoes." Song Qingyuan took over, "Our sweet potato vines can be bought in the village." ”

Last year, the sweet potato vines used by her and Erlang to raise pigs, except for those produced on six acres of land, the rest were bought from villagers.

Song Qingyuan continued, "The sweet potato vine doesn't have a lot of money, and a cart is only ten yuan. Buy a few carts of sweet potato vines, mix them with wheat bran, and even a few more pigs will be enough to eat. ”

"It's better to have wheat in our fields." Song Qingyuan said.

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