After Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, Song Qingmo took a bite.

"You are not human enough, poisoning the master's family is something that people can do!"

"People like you deserve to be thundered by the sky, and you will be a pig in the next life." Song Qingmo cursed angrily.

Mrs. Zhang's eyes darkened, and her face was pale and shaky.

"Hit! Keep calling me! Li greeted.

"Wait a minute!" Song Qingyuan saw that Mrs. Zhang's face was not good, and stopped the person who did it in time.

"Don't fight her, if you beat her again, her life will be gone."

"Traitor, it's not wrong to kill her, she signed a deed of sale." Lee pouted.

Song Qingyuan frowned, "Let the Feng family decide her life and death!" ”

She didn't want her hands to be stained with blood, and she didn't want her mother and the Song family to have human lives on their hands.

Song Qingyuan beckoned, called Li, and Song Qingmo returned to the hall together.

"How's it going, have you recruited it?" Old Man Song put down the teacup and asked.

"Nope!" Song Qingyuan shook his head.

"It's the same rhetoric as before."

"The mouth is so hard!" Sun slapped the table viciously.

"Then this matter ......," Old Man Song groaned slightly.

"Kill it!" Old Madam Feng spoke, "It's useless to keep such a minion!" ”

"Kill ......" Old Man Song was slightly unbearable.

After all, their Song family came out of a small village, and it was only a matter of the past two years that they had a slave in the family.

In his opinion, this kind of thing of killing his subordinates was still a little uncomfortable, and for a while, Old Man Song hesitated.

At this time, a figure ran in and knelt down beside Old Woman Feng's lap, "Grandmother! ”

"Ask grandmother not to kill Zhang's mother, Zhang's mother is for her grandson, and her grandson is willing to atone for Zhang's mother."

"Grandmother fulfilled!" Feng Qijun "bumpered" and kowtowed.

"Qijun can't say much!" Old Madam Feng straightened her face, "Go to the study to study, you are not needed here." ”

"Grandmother!" Feng Qijun raised his head, "Mother Zhang is doing it for me, so this matter has something to do with her grandson." ”

"The grandson can't be left alone." Feng Qijun bit his lip.

Knowing that it was useless to beg the old woman Feng, his eyes were on the old man of the Song family, "Qijun begged his great-grandfather to spare Zhang's mother's life." ”

"The Song family has always been benevolent, don't affect the reputation of the Song family because of a Zhang mother!"

"Is this a threat to us?" Zhou's eyes turned sideways.

"If you don't let go of this Zhang Ma, the Song family will be unkind!"

"Humph!" Don't overdo it.

If it weren't for Feng Qijun's small age, she really suspected that Feng Qijun had instructed this.

"Mother!" Feng Qijun's gaze was on Song Qinglian again.

"The child knows that this incident has wronged the mother, and the child knows that he is at the wrong and has no shame to face his mother."

But the child still prayed that her mother could forgive Zhang's mother and spare her life so that she could live for the rest of her life.

"The child will be more filial to his mother in the future to repay the sins committed by Zhang's mother."

"May Mother be fulfilled!"

Hearing this, Song Qinglian turned around, lowered her head and didn't speak, asking her to let go of Zhang's mother, she couldn't do it!

"Father!" Feng Qijun changed again.

Before he could open his mouth, Feng Xiaolian raised his hand to interrupt, "You go out first, this matter will be solved by the elders, you can study with peace of mind, you don't need to ask." ”

"Father! How can I ......?"

"I have an idea." Qian Wanru's voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention, and everyone looked over.

Qian Wanru smiled slightly, "This Mrs. Zhang has been in her in-laws' house for so many years, and we want her life, so everyone must be very unbearable." ”

"It's better like this, let's be a good person and give Mrs. Zhang away."

Giving away?

Everyone in the Song family was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Good! That's a good idea! Just give this Mrs. Zhang to the Wei family. Song Chengzhong was the first to agree.

"Son-in-law, in-laws, what do you think?"

Old Madam Feng, Feng Xiaolian's eyes darkened, the Song family is forcing them Feng family to express their position.

Once this person is sent to the Wei family, it will be regarded as tearing his face with the Wei family.

If you don't send ...... This breath their Feng family couldn't swallow no matter what.

Old Madam Feng tightened her fingers, "Send!" I'll send someone to send Mrs. Zhang. ”

"Give them a gift to the Wei family, and let them know that their hands are stretched too long!"

"Grandmother! What does this have to do with my grandfather's house? Feng Qijun looked dazed.

The maid only told him that Zhang's mother gave his stepmother medicine that she couldn't have children because of him, and she didn't tell him that this matter was still related to his grandfather.

It was instructed by his grandfather's family, Feng Qijun was stunned, and his mind was flustered for a while.

Whether it's good or not, at least Zhang's mother can save her life when she arrives at her grandfather's house.

Thinking of this, Feng Qijun was not in a hurry, waiting for the development of things.

…………

The day after Mrs. Zhang was sent to the Wei family.

Wei Jiaoyu boarded the door of the Song family and explained the matter of Mrs. Zhang with a sincere attitude.

repeatedly assured and swore to heaven that this matter was definitely not instructed by their Wei family, and it had nothing to do with his Wei family.

In this regard, the Song family absolutely does not believe it, but because Mrs. Zhang is hard-mouthed, they can't do anything about the Wei family.

Old Man Song could only send Wei Jiaoyu away without being salty.

Time flies, more than a month later.

When the news of the imperial court's disaster relief came, some of the victims returned to their hometowns one after another, and a small number of people in Fuze Village also chose to go back.

In this regard, Song Qingyuan was very indifferent, after all, it is difficult to leave the homeland.

Returning to her hometown is human nature, and she will not stop it.

However, those who remain are still the vast majority.

This part of the people, Song Qingyuan began to help them build real houses.

"Hurry up the work, and strive to let the villagers live in earthen houses and sleep on the kang before the winter." Song Qingyuan explained.

These earthen houses are not free, she called people to help build them, and then harvested in the autumn and sowed in the spring.

Moreover, the houses built are all built according to the villagers' own wishes, digging the ground and building it.

Song Qingyuan is only responsible for manpower, and all those who come out are other victims who are working for relief.

It's just a simple rule, which is to let the villagers circulate, have something to do, money to earn, and a house to live in.

"Peasant girl!" Satomasa from Fukuzawa Village came over.

"What?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"That's the case, and the grain in the hands of every household can barely survive the winter."

"You also know that our Fuze Village is all disaster victims, and we don't have any money to spare."

"The big guy just wants to do something and make some money," Ren Li discussed.

"The peasant girl will see if she can give the villagers some chickens on credit, and let the ducks be raised by everyone, and when they sell them for money during the Chinese New Year, they can also buy two catties of grain."

"Or buy some needles and threads and mend them."

Chickens on credit, ducks?

Song Qingyuan thought for a while, "This is okay, but there are only five per household." ”

"If you are willing to raise it, go to the Song family and contact my third uncle."

"There are special people in the third room every day to hatch chickens and ducks, and it is not a problem to give a batch of credit to Fuze Village."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tian Ju ran over, "Miss Yuan'er, there's a letter from the capital." ”