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Chapter 413 Song Zhenping's Worries
In the Wu Dynasty, wealthy families would spend money to find a nanny when giving birth, and besides providing food and drink, they would also give a lot of money.

Naturally, children from ordinary families do not have this kind of treatment. They are usually fed by their mothers, and eat milk when they have milk. If they have no milk, they can only drink a little rice porridge.

The reason Mrs. Gu and Mrs. Gu have been able to dominate Xiaoshi Village for so many years is because Mr. Song said that Mrs. Gu's survival is due to the care of her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

If children who are short of milk can drink milk powder, at least the chances of survival can be improved.

And the price of a few hundred yuan per catty is affordable for the sake of the child.

Song Liyun was not stingy, and the next day, in addition to setting up a dozen tables of flowing water banquets for the villagers to eat, he also gave gifts to Mrs. Lizheng and a few wives who often came to accompany Yang Hua at home.

A few feet of green cloth and a pack of snacks, in exchange for continuous laughter in and out of the courtyard.

Song Liyun lived in Xiaoshi Village for a few days.

She remembered bringing milk powder to Yang Hua, and Yang Hua did not forget her.

On the kang table, there were a lot of men's shoes and socks, which only needed Song Liyun's last few stitches to complete.

Yang Hua knew that her sister-in-law could do business on horseback, but she didn't like needlework.

Clothes can be bought, but it only makes sense to give these intimate clothes to your husband if you have to do a few stitches yourself.

In the past few months, she and Mrs. Lizheng and Second Aunt have not only made children's clothes, but also been busy making shoes and socks for Song Liyun's new daughter-in-law.

Seeing her busy with these things with her big belly, Song Liyun was moved and angry.

On the one hand, he said that he was sincere because he did it with his own hands, and on the other hand, he said that sewing a few stitches is also considered a heart. Isn't this just deceiving yourself and others.

Could it be that the embroiderers in the needlework workshop are brides every day!

Yang Hua covered her mouth and laughed, Lizheng lady was so angry that she came forward to beat her: "Look at what you said, otherwise you will live at home, when will you embroider the dowry, and when will you get married!"

Xiaoan was coming back with Abu, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard that Mrs. Lizheng refused to let her sister get married. He ran over with a few steps, blushing and said: "No, Brother Ashi said that he will get married before the first snow falls. Second sister will definitely marry her." I can't embroider it."

Mrs. Lizheng laughed loudly: "Xiao An! You are willing to let your second sister marry so far away, and it will be difficult to come back to see you in the future!"

Xiao An scratched his head. He felt that it would only take one day to ride a horse to the Bahrain tribe: "It's not far! The second sister doesn't have time to come back. I can visit her. It's more convenient than going back to Xiaoshi Village to see my elder brother!"

Lady Lizheng was stunned: "So close? It's really not far away. What does your elder brother Ah Shi look like? Have you seen it?"

As she said that, Mrs. Lizheng glanced at Abu. When she first saw this bear-like boy, she almost thought it was Song Liyun's marriage. She was relieved when she knew it was just a follower.

Speaking of brother Ah Shi, Xiaoan grinned: "Brother Ah Shi is prettier, taller and stronger than elder brother!"

He stayed with Zhao Tingduo for a long time, and he still learned how to ride a horse from Ashi Abu, so he naturally felt better than his brother.

Lady Lizheng stared: "How can you say that about your brother!" But she was happy in her heart.

Although Song Zhenping's stature is not considered tall, his eyebrows and eyes are still well-shaped.

Especially now that the meals are well-proportioned and the clothes are decent, among the ordinary villagers, they also feel that they stand out from the crowd.

If what Xiaoan said is true, and if he can look better than Song Zhenping, then he is a first-class talent, and he can rest assured.

Seeing that she was stared at by her uncle for saying that her brother was not good, Xiao An stuck out her tongue and ran to play with Abu.

He is much more lively now, especially this time when he returns to the village, everyone smiles at him.

While a few people were chatting and laughing, Song Zhenping entered the room with sweat on his face: "Xiaoyun, follow me to the backyard!"

After Song Zhenping came back, he built another yard in the open space behind, with a side yard next to it, using the layout of Baolinju.

The kang in the main room in the backyard was also set up, ready to be used by Yang Hua for confinement.

Song Zhenping took Song Liyun into the courtyard.

Song Liyun stared wide-eyed at the oats piled up on the roof of the room.

Song Zhenping's face was a little embarrassed, rubbing his hands that were already rough from work, and said, "Xiaoyun, I didn't go back to Suijin Town to prepare a dowry for you.

You want to get married, I don't know what to give, so I planted oats. "

Song Zhenping told her the reason for not going back to Jin Jin.

A homeland is difficult to leave, here are his parents' graves, his memories of growing up, and kind-hearted folks.

Second, in Suijin Town, the honest Song Zhenping felt more and more that he couldn't help his sister anymore.

There was Song Liyun in the guard to help make money, and he had already paid enough military corvees for the rest of his life, and he was not required to serve in the military.

There is Mrs. Yun at home to take care of the daily life, Uncle Han in the workshop, shopkeeper Mu in the business, and even the vegetables in the ten acres of land and the backyard are cooked by other people.

He and Yang Hua couldn't stay at home like Mrs. Gongzi and Madam. They still felt at ease when they returned to Xiaoshi Village, raised some chickens and ducks, and went to the fields with a hoe every day.

Song Liyun felt that everyone has their own favorite way of life, Xiaoan likes to watch others eat in restaurants, and Song Zhenping likes to grow food in the village, which is understandable.

It's just that ordinary farmers don't like to grow oats, so he will lose the income of corn and wheat.

"Brother, you will lose your income if you do this, I will give you money..." Song Liyun took out a stack of bank notes.

Song Zhenping waved his hands again and again: "No need, Xiao Yun, the acorn vermicelli can be processed soon, and then you can exchange it for money.

The oats harvested can also be ground and eaten, and the rapeseed harvested this year can also be squeezed for oil and sold for money to buy food. Besides, the money you asked me to bring back last time has not been used up yet! "

The rapeseed he planted in the early spring harvested a lot of rapeseed, and the oil was enough to last for a year, and the rest were bought by other people in the village.

Now the acorn workshop is about to start, and the next step is to sell acorn noodles.

Oats are not picky. Song Zhenping not only planted in his own field, but also planted a lot of thin land that others don't like, and the harvest was good.

This way he felt like he could help his sister.

Seeing that Song Liyun only smiled but didn't speak, Song Zhenping hurriedly opened a pile of straw curtains next to him: "Xiaoyun, look, these are the wild beans I asked someone to harvest in the village, and these charcoal..."

While talking, he showed Song Liyun the coarse grains and charcoal he found in the village as if it were a treasure.

"From now on, when you come back to your mother's house every year, I will prepare a lot of oats, sorghum, beans and charcoal fire for you. You can take them to the grassland and feed them to the livestock."

"Xiaoyun, no matter what happens in the future, you must remember that I am your brother and this is also your home.

Although I am not as capable as you, but I have land now, and my work can support you and Xiaoan..."

Song Zhenping's face turned red, and he continued with his clumsy mouth, "If you have a bad time in the grassland, don't bear it, don't be wronged.

In the worst case, go back to Xiaoshi Village. There are houses and land here, and there is a Li Zhengye. You can live a peaceful life.

If Luo Baihu and the others say that we are military households and want to force you, then let me go to Suijin Town as a military household and not let you spend time on the grassland. "

Song Liyun's heart felt hot when he heard it, and his eyes were sore and uncomfortable.

Finding a place to live in a safe place is the only way for Song Zhenping to protect his younger siblings under his wings.

(End of this chapter)