Second Sister Nongmen has space

Chapter 12 Opportunity is here!

Hearing the old lady mention the incident, Song Lao Er sighed squintingly, and grinned again: "Mother, if you were really stripped of your clothes back then, I should be the fifth uncle's son, not Song Laohan's stepwife.

I can eat meat and drink every day, but I don't care about the one tael of silver I spent in corvee. "

Every family has a share in corvee service, some pay others, no one pays, and the monthly contract labor fee costs one tael of silver.

If Song Laoer procrastinates without signing the bond, he will not want to work, and then he will lose the two taels of silver.

At this time, when I heard my old lady say that Song Lizheng did not dare to let himself serve in corvee, his words were a little sour.

If he had a Lizheng father, he would be someone who could walk sideways in the village.

Maybe, like the eldest son of Li Zheng's family, he can go to the town and become a small official with power in hand, without having to drink some flower wine and count money.

Hearing his son's complaints, Old Gu also said angrily: "I can only blame Song Laohei for not having the guts, your mother and I were also a flower back then..."

Little Gu frowned: "Mother, don't mention the past, I heard from my parents that you didn't marry because you thought Uncle Lizheng's family was poor and dark."

She has been suffering from backache and leg pain today, and when she thinks of Song Lao Er beating herself for the little bitch, she feels bad.

Besides, these old things are not helpful to the current problems, and what the mother-in-law said is still bragging.

Being exposed by his daughter-in-law, old Gu curled his lips and didn't mention the past again.

The most important thing is now.

Song Lizheng said that the town unified to bring people in the morning after tomorrow, it must be true.

She is able to stay straight when she plays a rascal, but it is of little use to the people in the town. If she messes around, she will have to be punished.

"Why don't you pay one or two taels of labor!" Song Lao Er said lazily, half lying on the kang.

Anyway, as soon as Song Liyun was sent to Xue's house, he would have 50 taels of silver, so why bother to go so far and suffer for this little money.

"You think a tael of silver is easy to pay, and it will come out when you touch your lips, and save it to buy a few catties of meat for your grandson to supplement your body." Old Gu obviously didn't want to spend money.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, so what do you say?"

Song Lao Er became impatient, it's not that the family can't afford the money.

These days, in order to avoid corvee, he even has to avoid people when he goes to the town to drink, which is not at all happy.

The little Gu's eyes rolled around: "I said, have you forgotten that there is another person in the family who is also a strong laborer and can serve in corvee?"

"You mean Zhenping?"

Song Laoer curled his lips, pulled the quilt under his body to make himself lie more comfortably, and then yelled at Xiao Gu: "You don't understand anything, don't talk nonsense, there is still a lot of trouble at home. If you want him to do it, you can’t go.”

"That's right! Let that cripple go." Old Gu clapped his hands and shouted.

In addition to the man Song Laoer, there is another labor force in his family.

That is Dafang's eldest son, now 19-year-old Song Zhenping.

Song Lao Er shook his head: "No, he is limping, how could he go to serve in corvee, not to mention the selection of people in the town, even Lizheng can't pass there."

Serving corvée is heavy work, and you have to choose a man who is healthy and strong. Although Song Zhenping is old, he is a little lame, and no one else will want him.

But this matter is not 100%, as long as the people below are perfunctory, the above can also hide it.

Hearing that Worried Lizheng did not agree, Old Gu's eyes widened: "I'll go to Song Laohei, if he dares to refuse, I will take off my clothes and lie down on his bed."

Second Song laughed.

Over the years, Song Lizheng has a high prestige in the village, and he can do anything with a word, but it's useless when it comes to his own family.

When farming, other people's families need to line up to release water, and as long as my mother is in charge of my own family, I can let it go if I want. Song Laohei can only jump in anger.

If the lame man were to serve in corvee this time, even though he would save a tael of silver, Song Laoer still hesitated.

Right now Song Liyun is going to Xue's house, her previous idea was to tie her up and send her there.

But now the second girl wants to go there willingly, and will find some benefits for the family in the future.

Song Laoer is not stupid.

The second girl agreed to do this, in the final analysis, it was for the two boys in the family to have a better life.

For the sake of this cash cow, I still can't let my mother and the others abuse the brothers too much.

You still have to get the scale right, and you can't be too compliant with the second girl's heart, which is really a headache!

At lunch today, the second girl said that she wanted to see the two brothers, but she didn't agree, that is, the second girl had to obediently go to Xue's house before they could meet.

So the three of them murmured in the room, discussing how to deal with corvee service and how to deal with Song Liyun.

In the ear room, the person being discussed slowly retracted a strange metal cylinder from the wall.

With a wave of his hand, the listener was put back into the space, Song Liyun raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: So there is still corvee, it seems that it is not difficult to leave Song Laoer.

Originally, she was thinking of "marrying" to Xue's family, putting pressure on her to separate the family, and break away from Song's second child's control.

Now that they know that they will be serving corvee the next day, and that the three of them want Song Zhenping to go, it's like giving her a pillow when she's sleepy.

With a firm mind in mind, Song Liyun sat back on the kang again, rummaged through the suitcases of the two brothers, and began to prepare to leave the Song family.

It's just that all they got was tattered clothes, and even the thick jackets they wore in winter were stuffed with reed flowers.

The big patch is dotted with small patches, and it is impossible to patch it again.

In a fit of anger, Song Liyun threw all the clothes into the kang hole with a dark face.

Besides, Song Li was coming out of Song Laoer's yard, clutching his chest and moaning.

He felt that every time he walked into this courtyard, he would lose ten years of life, and he would die of anger if he came a few times.

After leaving the courtyard, Song Lizheng couldn't help sighing again: On the side of the road, on the courtyard wall, there are villagers everywhere waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

With a dark face, Song Lizheng pointed at those people and cursed: "What are you looking at, I have never seen a mad dog bite someone."

The man scolded by him hugged his shoulders and shrank his neck and said with a strange smile: "Hehe, Mr. Li, you went to see Widow Gu to get old love, did you get thrown a lot of dung?"

Song Lizheng gritted his teeth: "Fuck your mother, even if I go to the mountain to find wild monkeys, I don't want to see that woman. I'm going to talk to that bastard Song Lao Er."

"Hey! That's not what Mrs. Gu said. She said that you still miss her beauty!" Someone glibly spoke, and everyone around burst into laughter.

Song Lizheng was so angry that he picked up a lump of dirt on the ground and was about to hit someone: "Get out! Get out! Get out! They are all nonsense, they can't even hear people's words."

There is another group of laughter all around!
At this moment, two "firewood piles" came from outside the village.

The people who were still smiling just now suddenly stopped talking, and all of them looked weird.

The doors on the courtyard wall closed quickly, and those on the side of the road also slowly slipped away along the base of the wall.

Song Lizheng dropped the clod in his hand and faced the firewood pile: "Daping Xiaoan, you two are gathering firewood again!"

There are a hundred and ten families in the village, but Song Laoer's family has more firewood.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw a mountain of firewood piled up behind the house. These firewood were chopped down by the two brothers day and night, and they were going to sell them to the city in winter.

With these piles of firewood, Song Laoer has another income.

If there is a year when the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, it is possible to sell three taels of silver, which is enough to buy food and drink for the family.

Hearing someone calling his name, "Big Firewood" raised his head, revealing a dark and thin face, and his two big eyes were full of exhaustion.

Song Zhangping asked suspiciously, "Did Li Zhengye come from my house?"

(End of this chapter)