Song Dongmei mentioned this matter at this moment, and Mrs. Song's just-emerging reason was lost.

"Little thief, I almost fell for you, I now know why you went to your aunt's house and smashed the sauerkraut jar. You and Yuting stole my money together, you want to get all the three hundred yuan into your hands, Yuting is unwilling, you wronged her for stealing all my money, it's not Yuting who is sensible, returned my money, and exposed you, how can I see your true face. ”

Song Dongmei echoed on the side and said: "That's it, Song Qingtian just wants to buckle the basin on Yuting's head, Mom, let's not fall for her, she and Aunt Yuting were the ones who went to our house the day before yesterday, Yuting has already admitted it, who else can she steal the rest of the money if she didn't steal it?" ”

Song Qingtian only choked, what kind of logic is this mother and daughter?

encounters such a confused mother and daughter, it seems that if this matter is not clear, it will not be able to get over.

Song Qingtian thought for a while and said, "Grandma, sister-in-law, don't talk about it, give me a week, and I'll find out the remaining two hundred yuan for you." ”

Song Dongmei smiled and said to Mrs. Song: "Mom, look, Qingtian admitted that he stole the money. ”

"I didn't admit that I stole the money, I just helped you get the money back, help you, do you understand, don't get cheap and want to sell well."

Mrs. Song saw Song Qingtian's assurance, but she still did not give up.

"Sunny day, it's okay, if you can't get the two hundred yuan back, you have to give me the money when your house is sold."

Song Qingtian originally wanted to delay the army, and didn't want to hear Mrs. Song and Song Dongmei making noise in her ears every day, but she didn't expect that Mrs. Song would climb the pole.

Yang Xiulian, who had been silent, looked at her daughter with some concern.

Song Qingtian patted his chest and said, "You guys hurry up, I agree." She really didn't want to hear Mrs. Song keep being noisy, and she was upset when she heard it.

Song Dongmei lit a fire in Mrs. Song's ears again, "Mom, a week is too long, three or four will have to pay tuition when they go to school tomorrow." ”

Mrs. Song felt very right when she heard it, this semester the third and fourth students are in the last year of high school, after the start of the New Year, the teacher will urge the tuition every day, Mrs. Song and the old man Song personally went to the school of the county high school, and promised the teacher that the tuition will be made up after the fifteenth day of the first month, and the school saw that the two brothers of the Song family are studying well, so they reluctantly agreed to delay the deadline for paying the tuition.

The third and fourth children will start school tomorrow, and they have to take the tuition fees, and Song Qingtian will take a week to find out the money, and she also feels that it is too long.

"Sunny day, your third uncle and fourth uncle will start school tomorrow, you can't let their brothers delay it for too long, this will affect their studies, three days, I will give you three days." Mrs. Song offered her own conditions.

However, today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and she will go to school after today, how can she check the 200 yuan if she is not at home? So Song Qingtian said at that time that it would take seven days, which was to calculate the number of days he wanted to stay in school.

Song Qingtian didn't want the third uncle and the fourth uncle to let the school keep urging the tuition in the school, they were all chasing after the young men to ask for tuition, how much it hurt their self-esteem.

Thinking about it again, although I didn't study very well in my previous life, I also said that in the past, it was okay not to go to school and delay for a day or two, so I agreed to Mrs. Song's conditions.

Mrs. Song's mother and daughter left, and Yang Xiulian closed the door before she said worriedly: "Qingtian, you have said all this, what if you can't find the two hundred yuan?" ”

"Mom, don't worry, I didn't agree casually, the Song family is just us, the people who can steal money from grandma's house must be their own people, and the money can't go into the pockets of outsiders."

"It's good if you have an idea, and if your mother can help, just say it."

Song Qingtian looked at her mother's concerned eyes, yellow and thin face, and thin figure, and couldn't help but feel a little sad, Yang Xiulian's facial features were also very good-looking, but she was tortured by poverty and became a yellow-faced woman.

I remember that in her previous life, my mother was sick because of Song Qingtian's frugality in studying and going to school, and she was burned to death by Yang Yuting in the fire, and she secretly swore in her heart at this moment that she would let her mother live a good life in this life.

Yang Xiulian saw that her daughter was in a daze and didn't respond to her, so she went to the kitchen and brought out the prepared breakfast.

There is almost no oil and water in the fried radish strips, two sweet potato flour buns, and two large bowls of corn paste.

A simple breakfast, but Song Qingtian thought it was delicious, this is the authentic inorganic vegetable grain, and it will be something that people are vying to pursue in another thirty years.

After breakfast, Yang Xiulian carried a hoe to the field to weed the winter wheat, and Song Qingtian began to plan how to find out the two hundred yuan.

Mrs. Song lost a total of 300 yuan, Yang Yuting returned 100 yuan, and took the opportunity to frame herself, Song Qingtian felt that the remaining 200 yuan must have something to do with Yang Yuting, and she had to start with Yang Yuting.

Without further ado, Song Qingtian decided to go to the aunt's house in Yanghe Village to find Yang Yuting.

In the 80s, the air was so fresh, the sky was so blue, the river was so clear, the sun was shining warmly on the earth, everything was so beautiful.

Song Qingtian was watching the scenery in the field while unconsciously walking to the river beach near Zhaojiawan Village.

The Song and Yang rivers meet here, creating a large alluvial beach.

The land on the river beach is moist, and there are scattered green in spring, and the grazing villagers can't wait to pull their cattle and sheep out to graze, and some people in the river water have begun to catch fish and shrimp, and there seem to be voles in the large dry reeds around them.

In this situation, Song Qingtian couldn't help but want to sing a cheerful folk song.

"I stepped on the mountain road and sang mountain songs, spread the fishing nets and sang fishing songs, and sang pastoral songs, more cattle and sheep, more than the constellations in the sky......"

Singing is Song Qingtian's skill in his previous life, every time he thinks of having a good voice after being reborn, he sings the song "Earth Flying Song" in his later life, and how harmonious he is with the situation in front of him.

"Who sings so well!"

Suddenly, a figure ran out of the dry reeds and blocked in front of Song Qingtian.

This man was thin, a head taller than Sunny Day, with a handsome face, red lips and white teeth, picturesque eyebrows, and stars in his eyes when he smiled, as if he could seduce people's souls.

Except for Zhao Gengju in Zhaojiawan, the Shuanghe Brigade couldn't find such a handsome teenager.

Zhao Gengju stared at Song Qingtian with a smile: "Aren't you the little girl I met yesterday?" What kind of song do you sing so good, I don't think I've heard it before. ”

Song Qingtian felt disgusted when he saw Zhao Gengju, and snorted and said, "A scumbag like you doesn't deserve to listen to such a beautiful song?" ”

"What do you mean by scumbag?"

Zhao Gengju was a little curious, the words that this little girl said were too novel, and she had never heard of them.