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Chapter 138 Death of Old Man Song
He failed to instigate everyone to hate Song Chen, but it made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Soon I saw several people in the crowd running away.

It's probably these people who feel the most uncomfortable.

Song Chen saw them out of the corner of her eye. If she remembered correctly, these people were the most idle people in the village.

Such people are afraid that the world will not be in chaos if they do not get any benefits.

All were distributed, and Song Chen no longer wasted everyone's time.

"Those who should go to town should go to town, and those who should go home should go home. Work will start on the sixth day of the first lunar month. Please don't miss the time."

Everyone dispersed with smiles.

Song Chen and the others also turned around and entered the house.

Distribute salary red envelopes to the workers, and now they will be delivered to your own home.

According to her previous plan, she gave away all the money. At first, the family said they didn't want anything, so Song Chen made a joke, saying that if she didn't use the money she would get tomorrow to give her new year's money, a few people would just Neng smiled and took down the silver.

As for Li Wenyan, Song Chen chose a painting from the warehouse of the space and sent it to him. It was considered a famous painting.

Li Wenyan was so surprised when he saw this painting that he ignored everyone while holding the painting.

This year is the first year that Song Chen has lived in this era, and it is also the first year that they have lived alone after they separated and established a business. Song Dashan and the others attach great importance to it, and have prepared a lot of things that need to be prepared at home.

Song Chen, on the other hand, had a rest.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and Song Wang and the others are rushing to prepare the dishes for tomorrow.

Many people in the village had gone to town. Song Chen felt that Beiguan Village had suddenly become deserted. She couldn't help with family matters, so she simply went to give New Year's gifts to Li Zheng and Li Langzhong.

The things she had prepared before were a box of hard-to-find snacks from Liuweizhai, a ten-year-old ginseng pulled out of a green onion and cooked by herself, and some other small things.

Since she came to this era, Li Zheng has helped her a lot, and she has always respected Li Zheng. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and these things must not be missing.

Of course, her gift was really a big one. Ginseng was a very precious thing to people in the countryside. I had only heard about it in the past and had never seen it with my own eyes. The ginseng sent by Song Chen made Lin Maofeng's family happy. Don't even know what to do.

"Xiaochen, ginseng is too valuable and we really can't take it. How about I keep the other things and you take this ginseng back?"

"Uncle Li Zheng, this is a New Year's gift. It's my little thought. Don't shirk it."

"How can you be so small-minded? This is so big."

Only she could bring a ginseng as a gift.

But this thing is really not valuable at all to Song Chen, it just takes some effort.

After all, it is indeed very difficult to find such a young ginseng in her space.

It's often hundreds of years old.

It’s tiring to have such a heaven-defying artifact.

"Okay, Uncle Li Zheng, I have to go to Mr. Li's place. I won't tell you anymore. I wish you and your family a Happy New Year in advance."

After Song Chen finished speaking, he stood up, and Lin Maofeng quickly got up to see her off.

Dr. Li had always been alone and rarely interacted with others except for regular medical visits. Song Chen's arrival surprised him.

"Little Song Chen, why are you here?"

Song Chen smiled and shook off the things in his hands, "It's almost the Chinese New Year, I'm here to give you something."

Li Langzhong was even more surprised, "Girl, you can still remember this bad old man like me."

"You are not a bad old man. Anyone in our village who has suffered from colds and illnesses in recent years has been helped by you."

Dr. Li never charges a consultation fee when he sees a doctor. If he takes medicine, he will charge some medicine money.

When he was young, he would go up the mountain to collect all the medicinal materials himself. Now that he is old and unable to go up the mountain, life has become much more difficult.

Song Chen wanted to do something within his power.

Most of the things she brought to Mr. Li this time were things he needed in daily life, and there was also a brand-new jacket, which her mother had made a few days ago. According to her grandfather's figure, Mr. Li should be wearing the same clothes. Just right.

"This is a dress made by my mother. The cotton inside is very soft. You try it. If it doesn't fit, I'll take it back and ask my mother to change it quickly. I should be able to make it today."

"This, how can I bear this?" Li Langzhong looked at the clothes Song Chen handed over, his eyes a little sore.

"If you hadn't disliked our lack of money and gave me medicine every day, I might have died from being bitten by a poisonous snake. Where would I still have Song Chen now? You are my savior. This is what I should do."

Song Chen knew in her heart that she would not die without those medicines, but she had to find a suitable excuse to let Langzhong accept their care.

A lonely old man with no one around him will be miserable in his later years.

What she can do is just a few.Li Langzhong felt even more guilty when he heard her say this, "If I hadn't been poor in my studies, you wouldn't have had to suffer so much."

He was confused for several days. At that time, he felt several times that Song Chen wouldn't be able to survive, so it was God's fault.

Song Chen is a good person. Half of the people in their village now depend on her for their livelihood.

And after she became rich, she didn't have that arrogance.

The people of the old Song family were also unlucky. If they hadn't done that way at the beginning, life would have been much easier now. Song Chen was so kind to a person like him who was not a relative, let alone his own family.

"Grandpa Li, don't say that. It's my life. Please try it quickly." As Song Chen spoke, he sent other things to Mr. Li's house.

Then he walked out and closed the door for him, allowing Mr. Li to try on clothes at home.

Mr. Li touched the new clothes in his hands, his eyes red several times. He couldn't remember how many years had passed since the last time someone cared about him like this.

Although he is older, Langzhong Li is also very fast.

The clothes made by Song Wang are very soft, the size fits just right, and they are very warm when worn.

And at this moment, Langzhong Li felt that not only was his body warm, but his heart was also extremely warm.

"Xiao Song Chen, I really want to thank you. These clothes are very good. Just wait, I will go get the money for you right now."

He accepted this offer, but he couldn't take advantage of others in vain.

"Grandpa Li, if you really feel embarrassed to accept it, go to the workshop and help me next year."

She is planning to open a new workshop next year and needs someone who knows medicine.

Naturally, Li Langzhong would not refuse, but he felt that one code should be the same, but when he came out again, Song Chen had already left.

Mr. Li could only stand at the door and shook his head helplessly.

Looking down at the new cotton-padded jacket on my body, I saw that it was really warm and tight.

After sending the New Year's gifts to these two families, Song Chen felt like he had nothing to do anymore. He was basically busy during this period, and he really didn't know what to do when he was free.

I walked slowly home, only to hear someone crying in the house.

Song Chen frowned and walked in, and Youping quickly followed behind him, "Girl, there is a funeral over there in the old Song family."

"Someone just came over and said that Old Man Song was gone. The master and his wife didn't say anything. But not long after, another person came from the Old Song family. It was the one from Mr. Song's house. He was crying with his wife inside right now."

"Mr. Song Zhao?" She was crying about Old Man Song?
Song Chen didn't believe it at all.

"Who let her in?"

"It's Madam. The one in Mrs. Song's house has been crying outside. Madam was worried about being seen, so she let her in. I'm about to ask someone to invite the girl back, but I don't know what's going on inside."

Song Chen glanced inside casually, "What else could it be like? You can hear her howling outside. She just came here to ask for money."

Song Chen was right about this. Before she even reached the living room, she heard Madam Song Zhao crying and talking.

"The third child, the third child's wife, you can't ignore it. Although those things before were not good-looking, after all, he is still your biological father, isn't he?"

Not sure if she was thirsty after crying for too long or something else, Mrs. Song Zhao took a big sip of tea and continued crying.

"If you don't want to see that scene, the only thing you can do is help me as my sister-in-law. You just need to pay me. You are so good now, so you can't have a thin coffin. If you say this, you will lose your people. Besides, this It’s almost the Chinese New Year, and things will definitely be expensive.”

Mrs. Song Zhao had already planned it before she came, and she said so much just for these words now.

"You pay 20 taels of silver, and I guarantee that he will be sent up the mountain in a glorious manner without any embarrassment to you."

Song Zhao's words made Song Dashan and the others laugh, and Song He looked at her like an idiot, "The two families have nothing to do with each other for a long time. We can't control whether he is dead or alive. You are crying in the wrong place. You You should go find Song Qingyun."

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Song Zhao cried harder when she heard the words Song Qingyun. This time she really cried, "That bastard Song Qingyun, he ruined all the money in the family and then disappeared. I haven't seen him until now." He is simply a beast!"

If it weren't for Song Qingyun, how could the old Song family be like this?

Fortunately for him, he squandered the money, his reputation was ruined, and the school wouldn't let him go, so he simply hid and disappeared.

"Third brother, you see today is the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. If this man doesn't go up the mountain, will he be left at home to celebrate the New Year? Just give him a word and get some money, and I'll go and take care of the funeral."

While talking, Mrs. Song Zhao again talked about asking for money.

Song Wang stayed silent anyway and left the matter to Song Dashan to handle.

She is a daughter-in-law now, a daughter-in-law. What Song Zhao said is right, no matter what, he is his biological father. She knows that Song Dashan is not such a cruel person.

This man was dead, and if he wanted to take care of it, she couldn't say anything.

It seemed like there was nothing left to say, everyone was gone, and everything was gone.

(End of this chapter)