By the time the shed was built, it was already noon, and the snow was still falling.

Cheng Qingwan and Song Qiaoqiao went to return the copper kettle together, and before they got closer, they heard the woman's cursing.

"You dead girl, let me eat vegetable leaves every day, what about the money from selling grain in the first two months, don't you know to go to the town to buy some meat?"

"It's snowing so hard outside, how do you want me to go? If you want me to freeze to death on the road, just say it. Song Zhaodi's face remained as usual, and she said while eating the dishes.

"Can't you learn to learn Qingwan? also go to hook up with a big official, isn't there a carriage? Qin slapped the chopsticks on the table and said angrily: "What's the use of me giving birth to you, if you refuse to marry, you can't get money." If that's the case, I might as well strangle you to death when I'm born, and I won't make you angry with me! ”

Song Qiaoqiao heard this, quickly glanced at the person next to her, and pulled her sleeve.

Cheng Qingwan shook her head at her, stood in place and listened again.

Song Zhaodi glanced at her mother wiping her tears, and rolled her eyes: "It's not like you haven't strangled a child, if the fourth brother is still a daughter, I don't think he will live now." Mother, I'm eighteen years old this year, and I'm not so forgetful, I remember everything you did. ”

Qin Shi pointed to the person in front of him, and said half-loudly: "You have a good mouth, you have the ability to learn from that girl who is skillful, use your mouth to make Cheng Qingwan happy, and bring some meat back to the family." ”

"Auntie, you let the eldest sister do everything, what are you doing with your father and younger brothers? We can't just lie down and wait to die now, if we get married, do we want to take two of us to my husband's house? Song Pandi looked at a few white and chubby younger brothers, and she was angry.

"This is also how it should be, we raise you so big, what's wrong with giving us a pension? What's wrong with your brother? Qin Shi said as a matter of course: "If it weren't for someone who could help my son in the future, I would have thrown you into the thatched house and drowned." ”

Cheng Qingwan pursed her lips when she heard this, and in less than ten minutes, the Qin family had already said this for the second time, which was really chilling.

"If you don't want our daughters to stay in this house, just say it, and we'll leave immediately, and even if we starve to death on the streets, we won't need you to collect the corpses." Song Zhaodi put down her chopsticks and said calmly.

"Good, that's good. The daughters born by the Cheng family are here to repay their kindness, and the group I gave birth to is here to beg for their lives. The Qin clan sat on the ground in the next second, and the ghost cried and said: "Ouch, there is no heavenly reason, I have worked hard to raise you so ......"

Cheng Qingwan really had a headache listening to these crying words, and it had only been a long time since she stood here, and it was the third time she had been mentioned.

However, Song Zhaodi's temperament made her very interested.

She pulled Song Qiaoqiao back and asked softly, "Has your cousin always talked to her mother like this?" ”

"No, she was obedient when she was young, but she had a fever the year before last, and she woke up like that. Maybe I heard the second aunt say that she wouldn't give her medicine and let her burn to death. ”

Cheng Qingwan frowned and asked, "I remember you said that his family has three daughters and four sons, right?" ”

"Yes, the first few children of the second aunt were daughters, and the fifth is a son."

Cheng Qingwan remembered what she had just heard, shivered, and hurriedly pulled someone back home.

As soon as the two entered the house, they went to the kitchen stove to warm up.

Cheng Hua'er handed over two bowls of hot water and said with a smile: "Drink it to warm up." ”

Cheng Qingwan drank the hot water slowly, watched the woman knead the dough skillfully, and asked softly, "A-Niang, what kind of pasta will you make?" ”

"Steamed buns, steamed buns, spring rolls, and noodles. What's wrong? ”

"It's okay, just ask, I've been thinking about what store to open these days."

Cheng Hua'er smiled and put the noodles in the pot: "If you want to open a shop, we will have to save enough 100 taels of silver next year." But then again, aren't those sugarcanes and eggplants in your fields really going to freeze to death? ”

Cheng Qingwan was also a little unsure, and said vaguely: "Probably not." ”

At lunchtime, Song Qiaoqiao told her mother what she had just heard at the door of Song Zhaodi's house.

The sound was not loud or small, and almost everyone at the table heard it.

Aunt Liu sighed and said with pity: "If Zhaodi's child hadn't been such a mother, he would have married a good family and had children." ”

Cheng Hua'er thought for a while and said, "Wanwan, can the grain in our field be harvested in a few days?" ”

Cheng Qingwan nodded and said, "Yes, when the snow stops, it's almost ready to be collected." ”

"Those few acres of land, I'm afraid we won't be able to harvest them, or let Zhaodi and them help."

"Okay, fifty wen a day, it's just that the Qin family is difficult, I don't want to talk about it."

When Cheng Hua'er heard this, she immediately laughed and said, "A-Niang and your Aunt Liu will talk about it." ”

After Song Qiaoqiao heard it, she leaned over and asked softly, "You really agreed like this?" ”

Cheng Qingwan nodded and said with a smile: "What's wrong?" ”

"I don't worry about A-Niang and Aunt Cheng going together, the second aunt will definitely dislike the lack of money, and she will have to process the money again."

"Fifty wen a day is less? She didn't do it in her daydreams, she lost her money. Cheng Qingwan rolled her eyes, looked at the two weak women in front of her, and thought for a while: "Forget it, I'll go with you." ”

The next day, as Song Qiaoqiao expected, Qin's first sentence was that there was little money.

Cheng Qingwan sat at the table and looked at her funny: "Then how much do you think is appropriate?" ”

"At least one tael of silver a day." Qin straightened his waist and said, "These daughters of my family are all very capable, they have worked in the fields since they were young, and, you see, their appearance is also very good. ”

Song Zhaodi rolled her eyes and pulled Qin behind her: "Auntie, you can shut up." The old bustard in the Qinglou doesn't sit on the ground like you. ”

Cheng Qingwan smiled when she heard this, and looked up at the woman in front of her, with a goose egg face, red phoenix eyes, and delicate appearance, which made people feel very comfortable.

"What do you know, without this money, how can our family celebrate the New Year, your brothers don't have new clothes yet." Qin said angrily.

"Miss Cheng, don't listen to her nonsense, I think it's okay for fifty wen, when will you go to work?"

"In a few days, I'll be back at your house to inform you." Cheng Qingwan looked into her eyes with a smile and said, "I will make breakfast and lunch, and if you don't dislike dinner, you can also eat it at my house." ”

As soon as the Qin clan heard this, he immediately jumped out and said: "No, if they all leave, there will be no one in our family to cook, you have to come back every day to eat, otherwise we will also wrap our meals." ”