Song Yang and Song Lu followed Song Sanshan to the landlord's house, because there was no means of transportation, and it had just finished raining, and the dirt road was also very muddy.

Song Yue and Song Mutou were working at home, cleaning up the water in the three rooms, and re-leveling the straw on the roof, although their speed was very slow, and it was not very smooth, but as long as there was no wind at night, even if it rained, it would not leak.

Song Xingchen was injured, so he lay on the kang and thought about things.

This family is so poor that even rats don't want to patronize it, and the top priority is to find a way to make money, otherwise the family will have to wait to starve to death.

But she is only a six-year-old child now, in addition to digging wild vegetables on weekdays, the family work is also not done, and she has only been to the town once, and it is really difficult to find a way to make money without the principal.

The most important thing is that the family may not be able to trust her, and her professional knowledge is simply useless when the family does not have an acre of land.

"Working people, when will they be able to turn over and become masters." Song Xingchen sighed helplessly.

The family's source of income is that Song Sanshan and Song Yang go to help the landlord's family, or do odd jobs in the town, Song Yue and Song Mutou occasionally go to the town to do some small work, which is nothing more than to save the family's food rations for a day, after all, there are too many children at this age.

As for apprentices, although they can have a meager income, they can be regarded as craftsmen in the future, but they can't come to apprenticeship, no matter how capable you are, no one will accept them, which is also one of the important reasons why Sanfang can't turn over.

Song March and Song Xingchen have no work they can do except dig wild vegetables and help clean up the housework.

The poor people in the family can't eat, where is there surplus grain to raise poultry, and there are not many peasant babies who can embroider, who knows this craft is not passed on, and the female baby can marry better in the future.

Even if you play the law, there is also a family meeting of the village chief in the village, and it is still a handicraft that is not passed on.

Seeing that there was only one bench at home, a kang table that had been used for an unknown number of years, and then the two boxes of Song Lu's dowry, and no other furniture, Song Xingchen sighed again.

This family, the poor are only left with people, and they are definitely the existence of the village.

"The eldest brother should marry a daughter-in-law at the age of marriage, the second sister should also reach the age of saying kiss, the second brother will be late if he doesn't study, and the third sister ......" Song Xingchen didn't say a word, his heart was heavy, all of this was done by silver.

But the money was in other people's houses, and their houses even counted the copper plates on one hand.

After finishing the work, Song Yue went to cook, Song Mu helped to light the fire, and the children of the peasant family did not pay attention to the male baby and could not enter the kitchen, and when they were busy, they were all in the way of work.

"Daddy and eldest brother won't come yet, shouldn't the landlord's family refuse to let go?" Song Yue walked back from the gate disappointed for the Nth time.

"It's raining, the road is not easy to walk, just wait." Song Xingchen reassured.

The three sisters waited until they dozed off, but still no one came back, Song Yue was afraid that Song Xingchen's body would not be able to bear it, so she brought her the millet porridge that had been warmed for her, and let her sleep first after eating, and there was no money at home to buy medicine.

Song Xingchen thought for a while, then took the rice porridge and drank it in small sips, but he couldn't sleep when he had something in his heart, so he pulled Song Yue to talk.

Now that it was dark, I could not do needlework, and I could not do needlework, except to sit and talk.

"Second sister, let's go up the mountain when the weather is clear, there should be mushrooms after the rain, let's pick more mushrooms and come back, dry what you can't eat, and you can have vegetables to eat in winter." Song Xingchen lay down and said.

"Well, it's good to pick more mushrooms, maybe you can exchange some copper coins, the salt at home is running out." Song Yue answered, "It's just that there are too many mushrooms in this season, and they are very cheap, and a basket of mushrooms can buy five cents." However, we don't have oil at home, and the mushrooms we make are not delicious, even if they are dried, they are wasted. ”

Song Xingchen pouted, ancient mushrooms were not scarce, they really couldn't be sold at a high price, and they couldn't eat this thing all the time at home, and they couldn't eat it without oil and water.

"Didn't you say that dried mushrooms are more expensive?" Song Xingchen moved down and asked, "The second sister and the second brother both went to work in the town, don't those restaurants use dried mushrooms to cook in winter?" I heard that in the city and the capital, dried mushrooms are also very expensive. ”

"The dried mushrooms in the restaurant are all harvested in the summer and used in the winter. Those big places are more expensive, but they won't accept our loose ones, they are all sold by special people. Song Yue pursed her lips and said.

Song Xingchen was silent for a while, and suddenly asked excitedly: "Second brother and second sister, a basket of mushrooms can dry two catties of dried mushrooms, if we dry the mushrooms and sell them for three pounds a catty, will those restaurants and grocery stores be willing to accept them?" ”

"If you really collect it, the basket will be sold for an extra penny, and the five baskets will be sold for an extra basket." Song Yue's eyes lit up, and she pushed Song Mu and said, "I think this idea has come true, what do you think?" ”

"Well, let's try some first, even if we can't sell it, we can keep it at home, and when the rain is light, we can go into the mountains to pick mushrooms, and it's good to make some money." Song Mutou nodded in agreement.

"Then when my injury is healed, I will also go to pick mushrooms, and I can dig wild vegetables to eat, and if I can't eat them, I will dry them, and put them in corn paste in winter, which can also save some food." Song Xingchen said on the side.

After the rain, there will be residual rain on the leaves, and it will take a few days to dry, Song Xingchen has a wound on his head, and he can't be wet, otherwise he will have to confess.

After thinking about it all night, Song Xingchen came up with this acceptable proposal, which is better than doing nothing, sitting at home every day and listening to his stomach.

The three siblings had a goal, and while talking and laughing, they heard the sound of the door opening.

Song Yue's sister and brother hurriedly ran out, leaving Song Xingchen alone in the house to wait.

Listening to the voice of crying and shouting the third sister in the courtyard, Song Xingchen's heart tightened, and he was afraid that something bad would happen.

It wasn't until I watched the family enter the house that I breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the person was alive, it would be fine to recuperate from a little flesh injury.

"Third sister." Song Xingchen's eyes were red, the thin girl in front of her, but because of the original owner, she suffered, since she crossed over, she had to inherit everything from the original owner, "It's all my fault, it's my third sister who suffers." ”

"Little sister, woo." Song March cried and climbed onto the kang, hugged Song Xingchen and cried, venting the grievances of the past few days.

The two sisters hugged their heads and cried, and several other people also stood on the ground wiping their tears, the family was finally reunited, but their hearts were still hurting, after all, Song March could be found, but Song Yueya could not be found.

After crying for a while, Song March came to his senses, Song Yue hurriedly beckoned everyone to eat, and before the meal was finished, he heard a scolding sound from outside the door, it was the people from the old mansion who came to find trouble.

Through a few people in the family just now, Song Xingchen already knew what was going on in the old mansion.

The landlord's family failed to keep Song March, although there was no lack of reasons why their son didn't like Song March, but fifty taels of silver could not be given to the old mansion for nothing, so they asked the housekeeper to take the family to ask for the silver back.

Of course, Song Sanshan's family didn't dare to stay longer in the old mansion, and they didn't know how to solve it in the end.

Now that this family is the best to find fault, Song Xingchen can only scold secretly: If you are cheap, you are invincible.

"Second sister, come here." Seeing that everyone in the family was going out, Song Xingchen called Song Yue, and his eyes were shining like little foxes.

Seeing this, Song Mutou also followed, and was able to save Song March, Song Xingchen can be said to be a hero, and they all felt that after something happened to this little sister, her head was a lot more flexible.