"Thank you, it's just a small injury, I also have a hut at the bottom of the mountain, just rest for a few days."

Ding Mao declined Shu Ange's invitation, and his heart was hot.

Since the death of his godfather, few people have cared so much about him, this feeling is strange and warm.

Shu Ange did not force Ding Mao to rest at home, there were many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door.

She is now on the cusp of the storm, in case someone bumps into multiple men in the family, and there are countless gossip.

Shu Ange doesn't care about the words of outsiders, but Song's mind is easy to feel sad about it.

After going down the mountain, the two said goodbye, and Ding Mao stood on the hillside, silently watching the little girl leave.

She had a lot of strength, carrying a heavy bamboo basket on her back, and she didn't shake her feet.

Will they ever see each other again? In Ding Mao's long-dormant heart lake, there were a few waves.

She is not pretty, and her crooked eyes are like crescent moons, so that Ding Mao can't forget it.

As twilight fell, Song stood not far from the entrance of the village, looking forward to his daughter's return.

Although her daughter's strength suddenly became very strong, there were not only fierce beasts on the mountain, but also various traps, how could the Song family not worry about her.

It wasn't until his daughter's small figure appeared in the field of vision that Song relieved himself.

She hurriedly walked up to meet her, wanting to share some weight for her daughter, but she dodged it: "It's not heavy, mother, let's go home together." ”

Shu Ange's bamboo basket is full of game, and when outsiders see it, they may be making some trouble.

So along the way, she didn't talk to Song about the harvest of going up the mountain this time.

After returning to the dilapidated and Xiao Ran's home, Shu Ange put down the bamboo basket and took out the loot as if to take credit.

The live pheasants, rabbits, and squirrels were placed on the ground, and Song was speechless: "So much game, you called it?" It's not that hunting is hard, how do you get so much game the first time you go out. ”

The daughter is really different, Song squatted down, wanting to reach out and touch the game she brought back, but he didn't dare to touch the fluffy things.

"Mother, let's drink pheasant soup in the evening, and there are a few leftovers, and I will bring them to the town tomorrow to exchange for some food and salt."

It's time to go to the town, nest in a small village every day, where can you make money.

Since beating her daughter to be reincarnated as a human being, Song felt that she was different everywhere, and subconsciously listened to her words: "When you go to town tomorrow, be careful, don't be deceived." You have made a great effort today, I slaughtered the pheasant and stewed it into soup for you to replenish. ”

"Okay, there are still some eggs in the bamboo basket, you are busy with me killing the chickens first."

After Shu Ange killed the chicken, he scalded it with boiling water and plucked it, and Song was busy working in the kitchen, and he always had a sense of untruthfulness in his heart.

They haven't eaten meat for a long time.

The He family forcibly married their daughter and went back to Chongxi, and gave more than a dozen taels of silver, but the Song family didn't see a penny, and their lives were very hard.

After the chicken soup is boiled, the aroma wafts all the way to the next door.

Xiao Wang's was like a fly, smelling the smell and rushing over, and when he saw the mother and son gnawing on the chicken legs, his eyes were almost green.

It is also thanks to the Song family that the other game was received in the firewood house, otherwise I don't know how the little Wang family would be jealous.

"Second sister-in-law, this is a meat cut, such a big chicken, I don't give my father and mother a little bit of it."

She talked about her father and mother, and all she thought about was herself and her son.

Song's thin-skinned family was embarrassed to eat alone, and when he was mentioned by the concubine, he really planned to get a bowl of chicken and serve it.

But these wild meats were all brought by her daughter's hard work, and she didn't want An Le to chill.

Shu Ange gnawed on the chicken legs, his mouth full of light: "You have so many chickens, if you want to eat them, just kill one." ”

Xiao Wang's was so blocked by Shu Ange that he wanted to get into the pistol directly, but he was afraid of her strength, so he reluctantly left.

Not long after she left, Daddy Zhou came over with his wife.

Song's bowl was taken out, and he was forced back by Shu Ange: "Mother, don't be kind, my money from selling my body is enough for them to eat chicken legs every day." When I was suffering and hanging, did anyone remember me? ”

The daughter's words made Song's heart sour.

She also knew that in this Zhou family, except for her man who had no news, no one cared about their mother and son.

failed to eat the meat, and the sound of beating in the courtyard next door continued, and Xiao Wang pinched his throat and scolded Huai.

Shu Ange didn't take her to heart, she just scolded her mouth and skinned, and it was difficult to hurt her at all.

What she has to do now is to hurry up and make money and move away from this wonderful relative with the Song family.

In this era, there was not much meat that could be served on the table, and the game that Shu Ange got was still very valuable, in exchange for a lot of grain and copper plates

After having money in his hand, Shu Ange continued to go up the mountain to hunt.

Ding Mao is a hard-working person, dragging a body of the wild wolf to dispose of the corpses of those wild wolves, peeling the skin and selling the meat, and all the money earned must be given to Shu Ange.

When the two saw each other again, his face was not painted with oil paint, and his dark face was glowing with a healthy luster, but he was also a sword eyebrow and starry eyes, much more handsome than when they first met.

"Here are seventeen taels of silver, I cleaned up the carcasses of those wild wolves and sold them for the money."

Wolf skins, wolf teeth, and wolf meat can all be sold for money, and Ding Mao followed his godfather to sell things at the age of four or five, and has long accumulated rich experience.

Although he was young, he was known as a good hunter.

The restaurants in the county that specialize in game have all heard the name of Ding Mao.

A lot of prey can only be used by experienced hunters, so few people fool Ding Mao in buying and selling.

He is a solid person, and he is reluctant to do a second business with the other party after being cheated once.

"I can't take this money, you have to work so hard to exchange this silver."

For an ordinary family of five, it would be good to be able to leave one or two taels of silver in a busy year, and it is the norm to make ends meet.

Shu Ange was not moved at all in the face of the temptation of seventeen taels of silver, which surprised Ding Mao.

These days, he has also quietly inquired about the life experience of his life-saving benefactor, and it turns out that she is also very bitter. At a young age, he was sent to the other party's sick son by his family who was full of silver in his head to the other party's sick son.

Not to mention, after the death of He Yuanwai's son, he became angry with Shu Ange and drove her out directly.

When everyone mentions Zhou Anle, they have to say that she is a mourning star, a natural Kefu life.

Ding Mao didn't mind what others said about him, but when he heard them say Shu Ange like this, he was very angry.

How did such a kind and intelligent little girl become a mourning star.

She is a good girl, obviously the He family deceives people too much.

Where are the orphans and widows not being bullied, and Father Zhou took the lead in bullying the poor pair again.

In order to make Shu Ange's life better, Ding Mao scraped together all the money he could take out.

"But you saved my life, godfather said, the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated. You saved my life, and I will never repay this kindness for the rest of my life. ”

What a stupid boy, seventeen taels of silver are bits and pieces, Ding Mao's heart, how can Shu Ange not be moved.