The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

Fu Bao's dowry!

Her dowry, the dowry Meng Xuanye prepared for her? ! !

Not to mention, I quite like it... After all, it is gold and silver jewelry.

Wouldn't it be just to give this seven-year-old her a dowry after running all the way back alone?Song Fubao looked at the sleeping Meng Xuanye with mixed emotions.

At first I thought this guy was dressed fancy and was a pervert of a playboy, but I didn't expect that I actually suffered a lot, did things well, and was quite reliable, but he was a bit dark-bellied.

But now, he was just a simple, pitiful idiot.

Call him stupid, he also knows to bring a bunch of gold, silver and jewelry to himself, say not stupid, who ran away to a village during the Chinese New Year.

Don't be afraid to die on the road, this place is ancient, not modern.

She sighed, looked up and found a bunch of figures on the window, she knew it, walked out of the door, tilted her head and looked outside the door, "Brothers, what are you doing!"

"Look at Shi Ziye... Hey, sister, why did you come out? It's really Shi Ziye. How did he do this? Could it be because he was arguing with his family? Can't we tell about this?"

Song Youzhu chuckled and touched his ears, feeling very guilty.

Then he backed away, trying to get rid of other people's restraint on him and let him stand in front alone.

"Sister, do you know what's going on? Is the son serious? Will he still be alive? If he dies in our house, will our family be able to live? It's too scary for the New Year's Eve!"

"Yes, yes, and the son is a good person, and we are also good people. If a good person dies, bah, it's not good to get rich and have a family, it's so miserable, bah, so happy!"

……

Song Fubao was speechless, this group of people, she hurriedly drove them away, "Do you still have the second brother's previous clothes in the closet? He is about the same size as Meng Xuanye. If there is any trouble, the eldest brother and the third brother can help him change an underwear."

Song Youtian remained silent and did as he did.

Song Youjin took all his clothes away, he didn't have any, his summer clothes would be fine for his inner clothes, so he took his own to change for Meng Xuanye, and carried him to the guest room to lie on the heated kang.

Song Fubao just came out and planned to boil some ginger juice for him to get rid of the cold, when suddenly a black shadow flashed, and there was another burden on her hand, smell it, try it, it's medicine!

"Please trouble Miss Fubao, this is the medicine I caught for Shi Ziye in the town!"

The voice was ethereal, like a ghost, and then she remembered the hidden guards Meng Xuanye had given her before, and that was it, as expected, there were hidden guards who could handle things.

She took the medicine to boil in the stove, and then went back to tidy up her house, stuffing "her dowry" and Meng Xuanye's private money into the space for safekeeping.

Then she went back to the stove and stared at it. The medicine had boiled for about half an hour and a quarter of an hour, and the sound of the carriage outside the yard also stopped. After seeing Meng Xuanye's illness, he fed and drank it after making sure there was no problem.

In order to prevent others from knowing the truth, Doctor Liu specially stayed for a meal before leaving, earning a reputation as a glutton and leaving.

In the afternoon, the whole family went out to pay New Year's greetings. Because of Meng Xuanye, she had to stay and continued to write her storybook because she was bored. Song Youyin also stayed with her to read the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

He will go to work on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, so there must be a new story!

He was fascinated by it, and she wrote the short story of "Xin Shishi Niang", three breaths in one room, inexplicable harmony, Meng Xuanye woke up dimly, only feeling warm and comfortable, as if being hugged by his mother to sleep when he was a child peace of mind.

There was a familiar scent in the air, but there was also a scent of pen and ink. He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Song Fubao, who was serious about writing, and Song Youyin, who was a little naive.

Feeling relieved, sure enough, he passed out when he reached Song's house. Song Fubao will never let people down.

The next second, Song Fubao let out a cry of surprise, and then reached out to touch his forehead, "Just wake up, why are you back? It's only the first day of the Lunar New Year. You didn't spend the New Year in Beijing, but you suddenly appeared. Something happened." ?”

"It's nothing, I want to drink water!" Meng Xuanye struggled to sit up and stretched out his hand, "Song Fubao, I want to drink water!"

"There is everything on the small table next to you. Make it yourself. A big man directs me, a kid, even if I'm sick, eat it by myself!"

Song Fubao rolled his eyes and ignored him. He was used to him with such a bad attitude after being rescued.

It's fine if you don't answer the question, the main reason is that the attitude is too bad!

Meng Xuanye turned around. Sure enough, there was a soup cup on the small square table next to the wall, which was steaming faintly, and there were two snacks. He sat up and opened it. It was full of ginger soup. He: ...

Song Fubao went out, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he brought back a bowl of Yangchun noodles, which was light but very fragrant.

He remembered that when Song Fubao taught them before, he suddenly lost his mood, but he also had a great appetite, and he started to eat the hot noodle soup with his bowl in his arms.

After he had finished eating, Song Youyin consciously went out with an empty bowl, and closed the door of the room, and being in the same room with the eldest son, it was strangely depressing, why did my sister seem to have nothing to do?