The Song family went to the room.

Song Qingyuan sat on the kang and talked to Zhou about the bean sprouts.

"Milk, the New Year's festival gift, you can't just send pork, I thought, send something else, it's better to send the bean sprouts we have." Song Qingyuan held Zhou's hands and said, "You send me a batch, I want it on the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month." ”

"How many pounds do you want?" Zhou asked.

Song Qingyuan calculated, "Milk, you can send five or six hundred catties, don't we have to give a gift!" ”

Zhou thought for a while, "That's right, then send more." ”

"Milk, I won't give ...... silver," Song Qingyuan said with a smile.

Zhou glanced at him angrily, "Just you are playful!" ”

Song Qingyuan smiled, the matter is done, she should also go to the county.

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

Hebosuo, located near the wharf, is a building of blue bricks and red tiles, and on the vermilion gate, there is an old plaque with the three words Hebosuo written on it.

"That's it......" Jiro grabbed the ox cart and pointed to the gate.

"Let's ...... it through the back door"

Before Song Qingyuan finished speaking, he was interrupted by a scolding.

"Where did you come from?" A man in a patrol costume looked at Song Qingyuan and Erlang condescendingly.

For a moment, the patrol frowned slightly.

Immediately afterwards, he furrowed his brows and said with a smile, "It's the ambassador's relatives, right?" ”

As he spoke, the patrolman greeted him.

The tone was kind and warm, "When I went to Song's house, I saw this little girl......

"It's the ambassador's little granddaughter, right?" The Inspector asked.

Song Qingyuan bowed slightly, "I'm the third in the Song family's daughter." ”

The patrol didn't know how many girls the Song family had, so he said, "Miss Song San, it's cold outside, come in quickly......"

"Oxcart ......" the patrol thought for a while, "Oxcart, let's put it in the backyard, put it in front of the door, and don't let people sneak away again...... In this car, there are still things all at once. ”

"Done!" Erlang nodded, "Yuan'er, Shiro, you go in first, I'll go and put the ox cart and go to you." ”

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded and left.

The patrol took Erlang and the ox cart and entered through the back door, and asked, "I wonder if this little brother is a relative of the ambassador?" ”

"A few ...... at home"

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

After entering the house, there was an empty hall with several office rooms next to it.

Further inside, there's the backyard.

It is also the equivalent of a staff dormitory.

However, most of the deputy envoys of the Hebo Office live in the county.

He rarely came to live in Hebo.

Therefore, there are only old man Song and a patrol and two handymen in the backyard.

When Song Qingyuan entered, Old Man Song was checking the accounts of previous years.

"Master......" Song Qingyuan shouted.

"Huh?" Old Man Song raised his head and said in surprise, "Yuan'er, Shiro, why are you here?" ”

"Who came with you?" Old Man Song looked back.

"Master, Erlang drove the ox cart and pulled us here!" Shiro pounced on Old Man Song as he spoke, "It's so cold outside, I'm all frozen." ”

"Come and warm up......," Old Man Song pulled Shiro to the edge of the charcoal basin, "Yuan'er, come over too." ”

"It's all warm, warm ......"

"Where's Erlang?" Old Man Song looked at it twice.

"The second brother went to the backyard to put the ox cart and will come in a while." Song Qingyuan replied.

"Hmmm! ...... you are here," Old Man Song asked.

Song Qingyuan said, "The duvet and fur coat, and knitwear have completed another batch, and I will send them over." ”

"Then when you're done, come over here, and I'll have someone clean up your room." Old Man Song said, closed the account book, "Let's go, let's go to the backyard......"

"Master, is there a place here? If you don't have a place, my brother and I can go to the shop with Shiro. Song Qingyuan said as he walked.

This is Hebo, not a post station, after all, it is not a place for people to live.

The backyard of the restaurant has been converted into a private room.

The backyard of the ready-to-wear store is small.

However, the backyard of the toy store can be inhabited.

"It's okay, there are many rooms, and no one lives in them." Old Man Song waved his hand, and there was more confidence between his eyebrows, "Here the master has the final say, you can come." ”

"When you go to the store, you have to huddle with the hired people."

As they spoke, several people walked to the backyard.

Jiro's ox cart also stopped in the cowshed.

The patrol clasped his fists, "Ambassador! ”

Old Man Song waved his hand, "Let's get busy......"

Then, he took Song Qingyuan and a few people into his house.

Old Man Song's house here is very large, and there is a big kang, and the kang is very hot.

"On the kang, it's warm and ......warm," Old Man Song said while dragging the quilt and covering Shiro and Song Qingyuan's bodies, "In winter, it will take an hour to come, and they will all freeze to death." ”

"I'll go find someone to boil you some hot water."

After Old Man Song left, Shiro immediately narrowed his little eyes and rolled happily on the kang.

Song Qingyuan looked confused.

What's going on?

It was fine just now, but now, why are you so excited?

"Sister!" Shiro rolled to Song Qingyuan's feet and said happily, "Our master is so majestic!" ”

"Impressive!"

Shiro: "Whoosh! He stood up, turned his back to his hand, and said in an old-fashioned manner, "Let's get busy......

Song Qingyuan supported the forehead.

This bear child!

"Poof!" Erlang sat on the edge of the kang, laughed directly, and scolded, "This little rabbit cub, learn from our master!" ”

"Humph!" Shiro snorted, began to roll excitedly again, clenched his fat fist and said, "Being an official is too prestigious, I want to be an official when I grow up." ”

"You?" Jiro glanced at it with disdain.

"What!" Shiro's eyes widened, "Our master can be an official, why can't I!" ”

"Because our master loves to read......," Song Qingyuan continued, "If you don't like to read, you can't be an official if you don't like to study, you fish for three days and dry nets for two days." ”

Shiro pouted, do you have to love reading to be an official!

It's so depressing.

"However, our master's treatment has improved a lot......" Song Qingyuan was in the room, looking carefully.

"Of course, otherwise, how can I say it, this is full of oil and water......" Jiro smiled.

"Squeak!" Old Man Song pushed open the door and came in with a pot of hot water.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Old Man Song taught, "Don't be a hanger all day long, what to say and what not to say, I don't know yet!" ”

Jiro pouted.

Song Qingyuan played a round game, "It's our family who talk about it, the second brother won't say it when he goes out, Erlang is smart." ”

Old Man Song put the kettle down, "This is not home, it makes people listen badly." ”

"And Shiro, who loves to learn words the most, don't teach him badly......"

The three brothers and sisters had a sneering expression.

The old man really knows Shiro, and Shiro just learned him.

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

Warmed up for a while and drank some hot water.

Song Qingyuan left a duvet for Old Man Song, which was given to Master Qian by Old Man Song.

This time, Old Man Song was promoted, and Master Qian helped to take care of it.

The Song family could not cross the river and demolish the bridge.

After explaining, Song Qingyuan and Erlang planned to send the goods to the ready-to-wear store, and Shiro was noisy to follow.

He came with him this time to go to the teahouse and listen to the story.

Erlang said, "Come on, we're done, we'll take him there." ”

Song Qingyuan glanced at him, "Second brother, you are also a habitual child." ”

Jiro jumped his eyebrows, "The bag doesn't include you?" ”

Song Qingyuan didn't speak, and she wasn't a real child.

Song Kee Garment Store.

Song Qingyuan, Erlang, took the Bai family's mother and daughter and his buddies to put all the goods on the table.

"This duvet, made of fine satin, is softer and warmer than cotton, and it is ten taels of silver for a single person and twenty taels of silver for a double." Song Qingyuan explained.

The Bai mother and daughter nodded in understanding.

Song Qingyuan picked up another bed and planned to send it to Lu Mingxuan.

"Little fat man, why are you?" The soft and sweet children's voice came in.

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