At dawn the next day, Song Yan took the money and went to the village to cut pork at Song Qibiao's house.

Song Qibiao's main business is to kill pigs, and he has to get up at three o'clock every day to pick up pigs at the head of the household, and kill pigs with a few companions to share meat and sell it in the village.

Song Qibiao mainly sells meat around Xiacun, Shangcun and Weilong Village, and will return to Xiacun at about eight or nine o'clock, Song Yan is ready to go to Song Qibiao's house.

Song Qibiao's daughter Song Ruiping happened to be washing clothes outside the house, and when Song Yan saw Song Ruiping, she immediately walked towards her with a smile: "Ruiping, do the laundry." ”

Song Ruiping glanced back, saw that it was Song Yan, and said with a simple smile: "Yes, I have to help my mother harvest the grain later, I came to ask my dad for pork, my dad just came back." ”

After Song Ruiping finished speaking, she turned around and shouted a few times into the house: "Dad, Dad, Da Yan is here, she wants to buy meat." ”

Song Qibiao immediately walked out of the house, still holding a sharp pig-killing knife in his hand, came to the meat selling shed in front of the gate, and asked: "Dayan, what kind of meat do you want to cut, the thinner one is still the fatter one, you see that you are so thin, how about Bo get you some pork belly." ”

Song Yan walked to the front of the meat shed, glanced at a few big bones on it, a small piece of lean meat, and a piece of pork belly, and finally she ordered pork ribs: "Give me this rib, and this piece of thin meat, this is what I gave my milk to eat, my grandma doesn't dare to eat fatty meat, I don't dare to eat it, my grandpa likes pork belly, you can give me all of these." ”

"Ah, Xingle." Song Qibiao saw that she ordered a few pieces of meat, with a smile on his face, he first took the ribs and cut them into sections, and then asked Song Yan if he wanted to cut the meat, Song Yan only asked him to cut the pork belly, and the lean meat was left for her to deal with by herself.

After the bones and meat were taken care of, Song Yan gave the money to Song Qibiao, and when Song Qibiao was looking for money for her, he asked, "Dayan, have you gone back to your second uncle's house to have a look." ”

Song Yan was carrying the meat, and when she heard Song Qibiao ask, she shook her head and said, "I haven't been back since I went back to Zhaixi with my grandma a few days ago, what's wrong." ”

"Didn't you tell me to send your sister back with your aunt and your Aunt Lei yesterday?" Song Qibiao picked up a cloth and wiped his knife, and then "brushed" it on the grinding stone, and said while grinding: "Early this morning, the Lin family, who became rich in the town, came to take your sister away, saying that she was going to marry the son of the Lin family as a daughter-in-law, didn't you say that your cousin beat people." ”

"And this?" Song Yan raised her eyebrows, and a subtle sneer appeared on the corner of her lips.

Lin Shen's mother is a snob, she was born in the countryside, and later Lin Shen's father became developed, but she looked down on rural people.

In the previous life, when the people of the Lin family came to make trouble, his family pointed at Song Yan and said: "People like you, even if you stick it upside down, I don't want it, you exude a poor and sour body, and you are not cheap, whoever marries you will have eight lifetimes of blood mold." ”

Then Song Yimin, she will look down on it?

Song Qibiao nodded and said: "Many people have seen it, your sister is reluctant to leave, I think the people of the Lin family are also fierce, not like they came to marry their daughter-in-law at all." ”

Song Yan laughed dryly: "How can Ah Biaobo be sure that the Lin family is here to marry a daughter-in-law instead of looking for someone to serve the son-in-law, after all, he was kicked out, and if he wants to cut off his children and grandchildren, who still has the heart to marry a daughter-in-law." ”

Song Qibiao's action of sharpening the knife suddenly stopped, frowned and said, "Then this thing is strange, what did your second uncle tell us about working in the fields." ”

"Hehe, my second uncle can't take care of things." After speaking, Song Yan turned around and said, "I'll go home first." ”

"Okay, let's go."