Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

The next day, Song Jixiang was awakened from his sweet dream by a knock on the door.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes, opened the door, then fell into bed and continued to sleep.

In order to absorb the hard-earned energy, she stayed up all night last night and fell asleep only at dawn. She is feeling sleepy now!

Jiang didn't know about this. She came over with a pair of panda eyes and called her, "Jixiang, it's almost noon. I wonder if your uncle Dazhuang has sold the prey?"

Jiang was very anxious. She almost damaged her eyes from embroidering a few more handkerchiefs.

I even want to shamelessly go back to the Jiang family...

In order to marry Song Jiaming, she took the initiative to cut off contact with her family.

Now I think back on it and realize how foolish it was. I regret it so much!

Only after becoming a mother can you better appreciate your parents’ good intentions!

Unfortunately, time cannot be turned back...

Is it almost noon?

Song Jixiang felt as if he had only closed his eyes for a short while, so how come several hours had passed?

"Mom...I want to sleep a little longer!"

Seeing her acting like a spoiled child with her eyes closed, Jiang stroked her hair lovingly, "Mother doesn't want to call you, but you're hungry and you'll suffer."

I don’t know if it’s because her body has turned into that of a child, but her mental age has also become younger.

In the past, only a clingy little girl would say these words, and she would never say them even if she was beaten to death.

Now, do whatever you want!

Just experience all the childhood moments that you have never experienced before.

He rubbed his head in Jiang's palm, which made Jiang's heart soften.

The mother and daughter stayed together for a while, and Song Jixiang finally left the warm bed and got up to wash.

She also wanted to know how much she had earned today. After all, she knew nothing about the prices here. She had never left the mountain village, so she had no memory of this.

After breakfast, Song Jixiang moved the firewood from the kitchen to the yard to dry, and then took Song Xiaoqi to build a shed for the three pheasants.

Jiang took advantage of this free time to turn the soil in the yard, preparing to plant some vegetables and grains for her own consumption.

The yard was very big. In Song Jixiang's opinion, it was as big as two basketball courts. The open space in the backyard was more than twice as big as the front yard. Just as the village chief said, the food they grew without leaving the house was enough for the three of them to eat.

The three of them were working and didn't feel the time was passing by.

No one came until noon.

Song Jixiang saw that Jiang was anxious, so he pretended to be hungry and took Jiang and Song Xiaoqi to the kitchen.

Wash the pot and add water, put the chopped chicken pieces in, light the fire and add firewood.

Their family is short of everything now, and there is no extra seasoning or oil to make delicious roast chicken or stir-fried dishes, so they can only stew everything in one pot.

Jiang was very skilled at doing these household chores. She stood up, wiped her hands, and was about to go out. "Jixiang, you stay here and watch the fire. When there are only two sticks left, put another one in. Got it?"

"Where are you going, mom?"

Song Jixiang stopped Jiang.

"Mother is feeling uneasy and wants to go check at the door,"

Song Jixiang had already guessed what Jiang was thinking because it was all written on his face.

"Mom, please watch the fire. The chicken soup you stewed is delicious. I'm going to..." After saying this, he ran away without waiting for Jiang to stop him.

Jiang was left sighing helplessly at her back.

Song Jixiang slipped away for a long distance and looked back.

She was still thinking of an excuse to get Jiang away, and now the opportunity had arrived!

When I opened the gate, I saw a person sitting on the steps.

The man heard the door open and turned around, and saw that it was He Dazhuang's wife: Tian Danniu.

"Auntie, why are you..." Why don't you knock on the door?

Tian Danniu stood up suddenly, but because she stood up too quickly, she accidentally twisted her waist and cried out, but fortunately Song Jixiang was quick to support her.

It looked like he had been sitting there for quite some time.

Tian Danv rubbed her waist awkwardly and chuckled twice.

What can she say? She came at the wrong time.

She lingered at home for a long time, just because she didn't want to run into other people's dinner time. She didn't expect that Mrs. Song would eat so late. As soon as she arrived at the door, she saw smoke coming out of the chimney. She didn't know whether to go in or back, so she just sat there and waited.

Grain has always been precious in farmers' families. Every family relies on the strong laborers and men to eat, and women rarely have enough to eat. Besides, the Song family's sister-in-law just separated from the family and has nothing. She is not so thick-skinned as to go in and eat for free.

When Song Jixiang saw her expression, he seemed to understand something instantly. He took Tian Danniu's hand and dragged her inside. "Aunt, let's go inside and talk."

"No, no. I have something to do at home. This is for you..." As he said this, he took out a cloth bag from his inner clothes and stuffed it into Song Jixiang's hand, then ran away like a thief.

He ran a few steps, then ran back, looked around, and whispered in Song Jixiang's ear: "Jixiang, tell your mother that the five rabbits are worth a total of 32 catties, and they usually sell for 15 cents a catty. Today is Mr. Liu's birthday in town, so they sold five cents more per catty. The five rabbits sold for a total of 640 cents. The whole roe deer sold for three taels of silver. You are really lucky!"

Song Liuya can even attend Mr. Liu's birthday party which is held once a year. Isn't that great luck!

Song Jixiang weighed the cloth bag in his hand; it was quite heavy.

Before she knew it, Tian Danv ran away quickly again.

Song Jixiang shouted a few times from behind, and the woman in front ran faster, making her feel both amused and helpless.

According to Jiang, both of them are good people!

He turned around, locked the gate, and stuffed the one or two taels of silver he had prepared long ago into his purse.

Only then did he leisurely go to the kitchen to find Jiang.

Jiang stared at the pot, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing her come in, he hurried forward to hold her, "What's up? Is your aunt He here?"

Song Jixiang nodded, "Here he comes, and then he leaves."

"Ah, why did you let her go? Mother, go get her back." Jiang was about to chase after her, but was stopped by Song Jixiang.

"Well, I feel bad for making her run all this way for nothing. So, you can give the remaining half chicken to her family..."

Jiang had forgotten to ask how much the prey was sold for, and only remembered the kindness of others.

Jiang is such a kind and lovely girl, but she is also so easily hurt. She must protect her.

Song Jixiang held her hand and comforted her, "Mom, everything has its ups and downs. Don't rush. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

Yes, yes, we are all from the same village. There is an opportunity, there is an opportunity.

Jiang's emotions soon calmed down and she handed the purse that Song Jixiang had handed to her back.

"Daughter, you open it. Mother..." was watching from the side.

Song Jixiang looked at Jiang, who seemed to want to open it but was afraid to do so, and chuckled.

Then he handed the purse over again, "Mom is the backbone of this family, so such an important thing should be opened by mom."

Jiang felt relieved and didn't act pretentiously. She simply turned the bag upside down and poured everything inside onto the table.

After the crackling sound,

There were already several silver ingots and a lot of copper coins lying on the table.

Jiang's expression was extremely serious and pious as he counted silently.

Then he exclaimed exaggeratedly: "How can there be so much, more than four taels..."

"Yeah, it's quite a lot."

This silver money was the first income he earned through his own labor since he came here. Song Jixiang comforted himself in his heart that no matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat.

But it wasn't enough, far from enough, she wanted to give them a better life.

Song Jixiang looked at Jiang's smile, touched Song Xiaoqi's hair, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.