System Rescue Cannon Fodder

Chapter 327 The Good Wife Is Crazy (5)

There is no doctor in Qingshan Village, so when the villagers are sick, they always come to Duan Qinghe.

Although the villagers are not very rich, and the money they give is not very much, but Duan Qinghe has seen a lot of illnesses, so he still saved some money, but Duan Qinghe has never seen the money, except for food, clothing, housing and transportation, the little money we gave was taken away. Take it for Song Zhao to study.

In the background of this world era, those who can afford to study are generally children of rich families. If they are in these mountain villages, they must be richer in the village, and they don't get a very good education.

It can be seen that it is a rare thing for Song Zhao to still be able to study after his home was ransacked, and all of this was obtained through Duan Qinghe.

Yan Ling remembered that Mrs. Song seemed to have hidden the money from the original owner's medical treatment. The original owner supported the family, but she couldn't even get enough to eat.

Now, Yan Ling came again on behalf of the original owner, how could he continue to endure these grievances?The money she earned couldn't be enjoyed by those three white-eyed wolves.

Mrs. Song should have hidden the money earned by the original owner in her own room. Yan Ling quickly walked to the room that looked pretty good in this courtyard before, and opened the door, a faint fragrance spread.

There was also a bouquet of delicate flowers in the pottery vase on the table. This was prepared by the original owner according to a prescription for calming the mind and calming the mind. Some illnesses do not need to take medicine. Smell the fragrance of the flowers and sleep much better.

Mrs. Song used to pretend to be very disdainful, but when the original owner sent flowers to her room, she didn't really refuse. It wasn't because she was mean-spirited, but because this thing did have some effect. She My sleep is also much better.

Even though the living conditions are so poor, Mrs. Song is still very particular, and the cost of the room seems to be much better than that of ordinary peasant women. Although the original owner and Song Zhao lived in the same room, they did not sleep on the same bed. , Instead, a simple small bed was built in the corner with a few wooden planks.

Mrs. Song's room was clean and tidy, and it was properly organized, all thanks to the original owner.

After Yan Ling walked in, she didn't care about these things. She rummaged through them, opened all the drawers of the cabinet, and threw out the contents, but she still couldn't find the money Mrs. Song had saved.

"138, where is the money, help me search."

【I need my help, do you think I'm a dog? 】

Yan Ling: "I don't even want to do this little favor, it's just to complete the task, this way is more efficient, isn't it good for you and me!"

When I first became a tasker, 138 refused to help, saying that it was because the new tasker needed the help of the system, then what is the use of the tasker, useless taskers, the organization does not need it, and the novice period is the assessment of a task critical time for the reader.

But now that she has come to this point, the system still refuses to do anything, so what is the use of the system, it is just a tool for time travel.

138 reluctantly replied: [The piece of wood at the head of the bed is empty, and her money is hidden in it. 】

Hearing this, Yan Ling walked over and knocked on the headboard.

It was really empty, and the voice didn't sound solid. Yan Ling looked around the bedside several times, and finally found a joint. When she pulled it apart, she saw dozens of taels of silver inside. A piece of twelve taels, plus some broken silver and copper plates.

Seeing this, Yan Ling raised a smile. They have not been in this Qingshan Village for a long time, and the silver taels obtained by treating the sick and saving lives are not so much. It seems that most of the silver taels here were secretly saved by Mrs. Song herself. .

The original owner of the money didn't know about it. I don't know if Song Zhao and Song Xin knew about it.

Although the original owner didn't earn that much money, Yan Ling regarded it as compensation from Mrs. Song. The original owner had suffered so much from her before, and the sum of all kinds of mental damage costs was more than that.

Yan Ling took out all the money inside, put it in her pocket, and then stuffed the piece of wood in again.

The yard wasn't very big. The mother and son met Song Xin after they came out of the kitchen. The three of them were sitting together cursing and speaking ill of Yan Ling. Li Shang just came back from the outside and saw this scene.

"What's going on? Where is the young lady?"

In the past when he came home at this time, the young lady had already prepared the meals, why not only did she not prepare the meals today, but she didn't even see the young lady.

Mrs. Song said angrily: "Don't mention that little bitch to me, who dared to beat up our Song family. I think she is tired of work!"

"How is it possible!" Li Shangcai couldn't believe it. He could see how kind the young lady was to the Song family. Even he thought it was too humble.

Song Xin: "Uncle Li, it's true. When we see her later, we must teach her a good lesson!"

Li Shangcai looked aside and Song Zhao said nothing.

Although Song Zhao didn't say anything, the anger on his face had already given her the answer.

Li Shangcai felt like beating drums in his heart. Could it be that the young lady saw the faces of the Song family and planned to leave here, regardless of them?

This is not possible, without the support of the young lady, how can the Song family survive?

Now he works outside every day, and he can't earn a few copper coins. Even his own food and accommodation are problematic.

Without his status as the housekeeper of the Song Mansion, he is nothing. When he was the housekeeper of the Song Mansion, there were still a lot of poor relatives pampering him. Now that the Song Mansion is in decline, he has nothing, and those relatives have also left. Erjing, no one can be found.

Yan Ling walked into the room swaggeringly, sat on a chair, and said with lowered eyebrows: "How do you want to teach me a lesson?"

Song Xin coquettishly shook Mrs. Song's hand: "Mom, look at how she talked to us, you must teach her a lesson, brother, you don't have to hold back even if you hit her."

Mrs. Song just wanted to make a move when she remembered the scene that happened in the kitchen before. She was a little scared, and finally she set her sights on Song Zhao.

She is a woman, she may not be able to defeat Yanling, but Zhao'er will definitely be able to, Mrs. Song seems to be reassured.

"Zhao'er, discipline this woman well, show her some strength, and let her know that our Song family is not a soft persimmon for her to handle!"

As Mrs. Song spoke, she paid attention to Yan Ling's expression, hoping that this woman would be afraid and submissive. In fact, they would not really fall out with this woman. Now their family of three still needs this woman in their lives. If If they really drove her away, they would have no source of livelihood. Although she had saved some money, she couldn't last long.

And that money was left for Zhaoer to study, so how could he take it out casually.

Song Zhao rushed forward, mustered up his courage, and said viciously: "Duan Qinghe, apologize to us soon, or I will divorce you!"

Yan Ling raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "I can't ask for it."

(End of this chapter)