Song Qingtian had already planned it in his heart, and said with a smile: "Aunt Chrysanthemum, you value my third uncle, Uncle Zuhui is willing to help us, and we are full of gratitude to you in our hearts." ”

The high hat is thrown casually, and whoever wears it is happy.

"Zephyr is the child I watched grow up, I can't say what my character looks like, if a girl from any family marries him in the future, but there will be a time."

Liu Juhua's smiling face was really like a flower, she thought to herself that Song Qingtian was there, and she couldn't explicitly introduce her maiden niece, so she implicitly expressed her appreciation for Song Xifeng again.

"My third uncle has a good character, he is also hardworking, and his studies are not bad, when he is admitted to college again, why worry that no girl likes it, I am afraid that I will have to line up for the third uncle to pick from the middle."

Song Qingtian was waiting for her words, the high hat was worn by others, how could she leave it for her own people, and by the way, she also told Liu Juhua, my third uncle is a person who will study in college in the future, and if you are admitted to college, it will be a sparrow to become a phoenix, if you want to introduce your niece to my third uncle, you weigh the weight of your niece.

Liu Juhua smiled and asked, "Isn't Xifeng no longer studying?" How do you get into college? ”

"Aunt Chrysanthemum, my third uncle is just helping me temporarily, I still have to go to school in two days, and I still have to take the college entrance examination. With my third uncle's study, he is willing to work hard, and it is not a big problem to be admitted to university. ”

Since ancient times, marriages have paid attention to the right people, especially in rural areas, Song Qingtian used this to talk about things, which means to strengthen that your niece is not worthy of my third uncle.

Liu Juhua thought about it, Song Xifeng, this kid, has been smart since he was a child, and he has been studying very well, maybe he can really be admitted to college in the future, if he is admitted to college, his niece is really not worthy of this kid.

After thinking about it again, if this kid is admitted to college and his niece marries him, won't his niece live a good life in one step?

She thought of clinging to Song Xifeng at this moment, and in her mind, she forgot what Song Qingtian said in an instant.

If this is the case, it is even more necessary to seize the opportunity, taking advantage of Song Xifeng's failure to be admitted to college, he and his niece's marriage will be finalized, and the two will get married as soon as Song Xifeng graduates.

Originally, the first two times I just wanted to explore Song Xifeng's tone, but when she heard Song Qingtian say this, Liu Juhua thought that this matter could be put on the agenda.

At the moment, there is nothing to say to Song Qingtian, a little girl, so I just say that what Song Qingtian said makes sense.

Song Qingtian thought that Liu Juhua was retreating, and felt that this matter was too easy to do, but he didn't expect Liu Juhua to plan like this in his heart.

The next day, Liu Juhua went to Mrs. Song's house, saying that she had introduced her niece to Song Xifeng.

The woman took the initiative to say kiss to the man, which gave the man enough face.

Mrs. Song listened to the joy in her heart, her raised son was really promising, the woman found the family to kiss, and she was too face-saving, but when she thought of her third son's stubborn temper, he still read and studied until midnight every night, this is still the intention of continuing to read, I don't know what he thinks in his heart, thinking about whether to discuss it with him, so he hesitated slightly.

Song Dongmei, who was sitting on the side, saw that Mrs. Song was a little hesitant, so she persuaded her: "Mom, the third brother helps Qingtian work every day, it is better to let him have a partner as soon as possible, so that he can work at home honestly, and it is okay to go out to earn money, you can't let the third brother help Qingtian all the time, right?" ”

When Mrs. Song heard this, she felt that it was very reasonable, and immediately agreed to Liu Juhua.

Liu Juhua thought in her heart that it would be good to do this earlier, and secretly scolded Song Zuhui in her heart for having her brain eaten by a dog, always listening to Song Xifeng's tone, and said that society is different now, young people should know more about his thoughts, and both parties should agree to do things.

Song Xifeng is a young man who is willing in his heart, how can he be embarrassed to say it? Or find his parents by himself, marriage matters, matchmakers' words, and parents' orders, this is a matter of course.

Liu Juhua thinks she is smart when she thinks about it.

All this Song Xifeng is in the dark.

In the afternoon of the same day, Song Zuhui went to Song Qingtian's house and said that the township had agreed to contract the mass grave for them.

Song Qingtian had an extra heart at that time, the village chief and his wife stared at Song Xifeng, although they didn't say anything directly last night, but Song Qingtian was worried that it would be bad if something changed, so he immediately went to the village committee with the village chief and signed a contract with the village in the name of Yang Xiulian, contracting the ten-year use period of the mass grave, the contract fee is 100 yuan a year, and Song Qingtian negotiated to pay the contract fee once a year.

After the contract was signed and Song Qingtian left, the accountant kept praising Song Zuhui.

What kind of place is a mass grave, that is, the place where birds don't poop as they say in the countryside.

That obscure name alone is daunting, mass graves, there are 10,000 corpses inside, do you think about it are you scared, the thought of that place is terrifying, right?

Not to mention paying for contracting, even if you don't need money, no one will want to ask for that place.

People are afraid to avoid it, but Song Qingtian, a little girl, doesn't know the height of the sky, and spends money to contract this place, she is really young and ignorant, no one has anyone told her this truth about the old Song family? At least there is an honest mother, Yang Xiulian didn't say anything, she took 100 yuan and threw it into the water for nothing, it was really not worth it.

Song Zuhui didn't know what means he used to let this little girl enter the pit.

In Song Qingtian's eyes, she didn't think so, even if the man of the old Song family came to dissuade her, she would not change her mind, not to mention that someone from the old Song family came to dissuade her? Zephyr, who was close to him, was brainwashed by himself.

When Yang Xiulian began to know that her daughter wanted her to sign the contract, she resisted in her heart and refused in her mouth.

"Nizi, what do you think? Who would dare to go to that place in the mass grave? ”

"Mom, you're right, it's precisely because we don't dare anyone to go that we can raise loaches where safely, without being guarded, besides, our little loaches are more and more stored, and it's not a matter if there is no place to stock."

"But it's not worth 100 yuan, I guess no one will contract it if you don't want it."

"Mom, if I don't want money, I won't contract yet. Think about it, if we don't need money, we can raise loaches well, some people have bad intentions, maybe when others want to contract, or if there is something wrong in the village, we don't want to contract, then we can only pay it back to the village. ”

"But that place is really ......"

Yang Xiulian is still worried.

"Mom, don't worry, one, we don't live next to the mass grave, and two, although my business has just started, it is very stable. Brother Lu is a trustworthy person, and the business can go on forever, and 100 yuan a year is not much. Also, the loaches of Song River, Yang River and Zhao River will be touched one day, will the business still be done by then? The mass grave is our reservoir. ”

said that Song Qingtian was afraid that Yang Xiulian would not understand, so he explained the simple words to Yang Xiulian, and Yang Xiulian was silent when she heard it.

The man died, Yang Xiulian's only hope was her daughter, she had not lived a happy life for a few days in her life, and she hoped that her daughter could live happily.

Although Song Qingtian jumped into the river, the things she did were shocking to Yang Xiulian, but they were all good, she couldn't help but think of what her daughter said, you are my mother, you don't support me, who supports me.

What's more, all the things my daughter just said were unreasonable, and since it made sense, I was still worried about something, so I went to the village brigade headquarters with my daughter.

The matter of the mass grave was settled, and Song Qingtian and Song Xifeng walked around the edge of the mass grave together.

The water surface area of the mass grave is more than 20 acres, and the shore is overgrown with weeds.

Due to the long-term lack of management, a large amount of mud flows into the pit when it rains, and the bottom of the pit is silted very deeply, and the average depth of the mass grave is only more than one meter.

It has been barren for a long time, the water is rich in various plankton, and the aquatic plants are all over the bottom of the pit, and it looks green and secluded from the shore, which is a bit scary.

But such water quality and water are the best places to breed loaches.

There is such an obscure reputation as a mass grave, and it is estimated that no one dares to approach and steal fish.

Song Xifeng also agreed with her, and Song Qingtian felt like she had picked up a treasure.

Yang Xiulian also wanted to go to the mass grave to have a look, but when she thought of that unfortunate place, her heart trembled.

When steaming steamed buns at home alone, Song Dongmei, who was still wrapped in a bandage on her head, came to the yard.

"Sister-in-law, my third brother is not here?"

Yang Xiulian responded: "He Qingtian went to the mass grave." ”

"That hell place, where to go and what to do?"

Yang Xiulian didn't want to do much, so she didn't explain much, thinking that Song Dongmei had nothing to do and didn't like to come to her house, so she asked: "Dongmei, what are you looking for your third brother?" He came back, I told him. ”

"It's nothing, I'll wait a while."

"Well, the wound on your head is not good, just sit in the courtyard and rest for a while."

Song Dongmei was not polite, moved a stool and sat in the middle of the courtyard, looking left and right.

"Sister-in-law, is there anyone from Zhaojiawan who came to sell loaches today?"

After looking at it for more than ten minutes, Song Qingtian and Song Xifeng hadn't come back yet, Song Dongmei was a little anxious, so she seemed to ask something very casually.

"I haven't come yet, I guess I'll be here in a while."

Yang Xiulian muttered, this girl asked these things decently, but she didn't think deeply, Song Dongmei didn't ask anything more, and she still looked a little restless.

After the steamed buns are steamed, the fragrance is fragrant.

Yang Xiulian is spread under the steamed bun with the leaves of the reed, and there is a clear fragrance after the pot is opened.

The round, white, fragrant, and soft white-flour steamed buns made Song Dongmei sit in the courtyard, staring at the steamed buns in the stove room and drooling.

"Sister-in-law, your steamed steamed buns are so fragrant."

swallowed two mouthfuls of bitter water in a row, and Song Dongmei really couldn't resist the temptation of steamed buns.

"If you're hungry, get something to eat."

What can Yang Xiulian say, Song Dongmei is delicious, she doesn't know, she just wants to eat, she can eat if she wants, a steamed bun is not worth anything.

"Holo."

Song Dongmei was not polite at all, walked into the stove room, and went to get the steamed buns that had just come out of the pot, the hot steamed buns made Song Dongmei's fingers feel a burst of pain, and the steamed buns in her hand were put down again.

I blew my hands and blew the steamed buns, and then I finally picked up a steamed bun and went to sit in the yard while blowing.

It smells so good!