But the hardships of life are not limited to money.

It is more directly reflected in all aspects of life.

The first is diet.

In the past, when Song Da was still working as a scalper for his family, he never took a break. He was busy in the fields when he was busy in the fields, and he would go into the mountains after working in the fields.

So there are game teething festivals at home from time to time.

Now that there was no contribution from him and she was short of money, Mother Song was only thinking about her youngest son, and she lowered the food standard at home again and again.

Until the Chinese New Year, I had never had any meat or fish. All meals consisted of rough flour pancakes and radish porridge.

Originally, Song Er and Song San had some meat on their faces, but after one winter, they were so hungry that they were skinny and skinny, with sallow complexions and skinny faces.

It looks only slightly better than the refugees who suffered from the snow disaster.

They also complained.

It's useless.

Song's mother retorted by saying, "What are you doing in the middle of winter when you're sitting at home without working and eating? You're wasting food. If you're really hungry, just go to bed. You won't be hungry when you're asleep."

The people in both houses were powerless and helpless.

Who allowed the financial power of the family to be in the hands of the old man? The key to the food cabinet was on Song's mother, and no one except her could touch even a grain of rice.

"It would be great if eldest brother was here."

This idea suddenly came to everyone.

Especially when you are too hungry to sleep in the middle of the night.

I remember one winter, my eldest brother went into the mountains and brought back a deer a few days later. The deer had been dead for a few days. The restaurant in the town refused to accept it, so he brought it back again and buried it in the snow. He was hungry for meat. Just cut a piece and stew it with vegetables, or braise it and eat it.

There was a meaty taste in my mouth all winter long.

Their faces look much better.

Ah!
It was such a good year!

Even though my brother's blank check, which could depict glory and wealth, was hanging in front of me, it was really hard to chew grass.

It was never this difficult before!
If I had known earlier, I should have kicked the eldest brother out after the younger brother became an official.

Several people had some regrets.

Road blocked by heavy snow.

Compared with last year, the snow this year came too early and it fell extremely hard.

The academy had a holiday early.

Song Yu had been on a vegetarian diet for several days, but she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Mom, lately I can't get enough energy to read, I can't write, and I can't sleep well. I feel groggy when I wake up in the morning. If I continue like this, I might not be able to compete in the exams after the spring."

As he spoke, he coughed twice more.

This made Mother Song extremely distressed.

But there is no meat at home. The last two pieces of bacon smoked last year were eaten not long ago.

The younger son's health cannot be delayed.

Sorrow!

In the end, Old Man Song made the decision and killed one of the chickens at home.

Best stored in winter.

Get a basin of snow and freeze it.

Cut off a piece when you want to eat.

With a fishy taste in her mouth, Song Yu finally had a smile.

He is happy.

The other people in the family looked even worse.

Song Yu said that scholars had meat to eat, so they just continued to chew grass.

They are all obviously sons!

But Song Yu can read, but they can't!

Why!
The darkness before dawn is not only financial embarrassment, but also mental torture, especially from jealousy.

Don't worry about scarcity but inequality!
On the contrary, in Song Dynasty, the aroma of meat often wafts out from the house, such as barbecue, stew, roasted meat and stir-fried meat.
Oily.

When the wind blows, the neighbors living nearby smell the delicious aroma.

The children were so greedy that they made a fuss.

It had to be slapped down to stop.Someone came up to Mrs. Song and said sarcastic words, "Your eldest son is very capable. He has never been short of meat this winter. The aroma of cooking meat can be smelled by half of the village. The ones raised by Da Ya are white and tender." Yes, Qian'er is wearing a new suit, and even Xiaoya has grown taller. Oh, I really envy you. You have such a great son, he must have honored you a lot."

This made Mrs. Song very angry.

Filial piety
Honor the hammer!
She has no shit!
Her face was extremely ugly, so she bundled up her clothes and went to the end of the village that afternoon.

Standing outside Zhou Orion's yard and cursing.

What are you scolding?
I scolded my son for being disobedient and unfilial.

“If you don’t send meat to your family, you’ll eat with your mouth full, but you don’t know that everyone in your family will starve to death!”

Song Shi thought that she was right.

He turned around and brought out a fat piece of meat.

Song's mother was overjoyed.

It seems that the boss still cares about his family.

She kept a straight face, making herself look cold and inhumane.

But we can't let the boss feel that she is showing weakness and think she can take the opportunity to ask to go home. She won't agree, don't even think about it!

How much food would have to be wasted on her to raise those five losers who were eating for free.

However, if the boss could bring her meat and money a few times a month, she would not be able to take a step back. She promised to let him be buried in the Song family's ancestral grave when he died.

If you are not buried in your ancestral grave, no one will worship you in a hundred years, and you will become a lonely ghost.

It's so miserable.

The boss will definitely agree.

If Song Shi knew what Yuan Zha was thinking, he would definitely laugh in anger.

What?
Buried in ancestral graves?

Before the laborers are dead, you want to give away the white-haired people to the black-haired people?
What does labor and management have to do with you?
How about buying out the relationship with five taels of silver?
If you really want to give them away, it’s not like you don’t have them at home. You can give them one a day and you won’t be able to finish them all in a week.

He held the meat in his hands and walked past Mrs. Song without squinting.

Mother Song, who had already reached out to pick it up:.
? ? !

What about meat?

Mom, where are you going to take it here?
Neighbors watching the fun were also curious.

In the past, the stage was set far away, and those at the end of the village would always miss out on the first thing because they couldn't get the news. By the time they got the news, it would have changed a lot.

Now the melon field is right next to it
Wow so excited!
It’s hard to suppress the excitement in my heart!

Seeing Song Da walking out of the courtyard, he quickly followed after watching the excitement.

I saw him walking out of the path and directly into the woods.

Everyone: .
By the way, in the woods, if I remember correctly, well
really!

Song Da held the meat in front of a raised hill.

Squat on the ground.

He muttered, "Master, I am your disciple and adopted son Song Da. Oh, no, I have already changed my surname to yours. My surname is Zhou. I am really unfilial to come to pay homage to your son after taking so long. I happen to have an epidemic in my family." I just roasted a piece of meat this morning. It was so fat that it was dripping with oil. I brought it here to honor you, Master. Master, please eat more and be full so that you can protect your apprentice, your son and me, and protect our yard from any trouble. Please bring some people who seem to be sick for no apparent reason to keep our family safe and sound."

"By the way, you have five more granddaughters. When the time comes, I will recruit a son-in-law. All the children born will be named Zhou. Hundreds and thousands of years from now, we will have descendants who will burn incense and worship them."

Everyone tried to hold it in.

I want to laugh but I don’t think it’s funny.

Mother Song's face turned green.

"Song Da!"

Song Shi looked back at her, "Are you okay? If you have something, tell my father."

One finger points to the grave.

Mother Song: "."

Someone hurriedly advised, "We are all a family, why should we be so tense?"

Song Shi: "If you sold me for five taels of silver, do you still want to sell my daughter's family?"

That person: "."

I didn’t dare to speak anymore.

If it had been him, they would have perished together.

Song Shi hummed, "I have a father now. If anyone wants to find me, just come here to find my father. My father is always there when everything is fine."

Everyone: What do you mean, is it possible that you won’t be here when something happens?
(End of this chapter)

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