Farmhouse with a little field

Chapter 149
Lian Nizi and Zhang Tiantian looked over at the same time, and the latter said unhappily, "What's enough? If you can stay in the kitchen and serve the food, then I won't say anything."

"You all go to eat, I'll serve." Jiang Shouren walked towards the kitchen step by step, his back seemed to be bent by some heavy burden, and he looked a little stooped.

But Zhang Tiantian didn't care about this, she heard Jiang Shouren's agreement, and didn't want to continue to quarrel with Lian Nizi, so she went straight into the main room happily.

Jiang Shouren walked to the pot door, and sat down slowly. He felt that he was about to die. Even if Qingmei left Jiang's house with her two children before, he was not in such pain and suffering as he is now.

After Zhang Tiantian came in, he kept hearing Zhao Shi and Lian Nizi mention Han Qingmei, and every time they compared Han Qingmei with Zhang Tiantian. In fact, Jiang Shouren knew that his mother and sister-in-law wanted Zhang Tiantian to do more work.

But in Jiang Shouren's eyes, those words made him realize more and more deeply what kind of life Han Qingmei lived in Jiang's house in the past.

Every day before dawn, I have to get up to fetch water and cook. After the meal, I have to wash the dishes, then I need chickens, ducks, geese and pigs, and then I go to the mountains to cut pig grass. She also has to cook lunch and dinner, and clothes for the whole family. Almost always she goes to wash...

Even when Han Qingmei was so diligent that she hardly had a moment of free time, the Jiang family still spoke harshly to her, even talking so much that she dared not move her chopsticks when eating.

This kind of life is not human, Jiang Shouren felt that what Zhang Tiantian said before was aimed at it, that Qingmei was in his home, and she was a slave at all.

No wonder... No wonder Qingmei left Jiang's house with her two children. It turned out that her life was so hard in the past. These things that Jiang Shouren didn't pay much attention to in the past have been deeply imprinted on Jiang Shouren these few days. Ren's heart.

If it weren't for Zhao Shi and Lian Nizi's targeting Zhang Tiantian, Jiang Shouren might still not be able to figure out these things until now. He really treated Qingmei too much, he is really... such a jerk!
Jiang Shouren clenched his fist and slammed it on his head, but it couldn't alleviate the pain and regret in his heart at all.

He is so brute, he treated Qingmei like that at the beginning, and then he still has the face to seek her out, he really...

Jiang Shouren covered his face, made a muffled and suppressed voice, and his shoulders couldn't help shaking.

The Han family didn't know about all this. After they had lunch, they went about their own business.

Han Duyue secretly pulled Song Ning into her room. Han Qingmei actually saw this, but after thinking about it, she still didn't stop her.

She silently comforted herself, that room is shared by Xiaoyue and Xiaonian, so it can't be regarded as her own daughter's boudoir, so it's okay, it's okay...

This is Song Ning's first time entering Han Duyue's boudoir. The layout of the room is very simple. A double bed is placed near the window, and the upper and lower beds are decorated with lovely embroidered floral quilts. The upper bunk is pink and the upper bunk is sky blue.

There are two tables on the other side of the room. It looks like it was recently typed. It is very brand new. Because it is used by two children, the table is very small. There is a small stool in front of it, which looks very cute.

On these two tables, there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on one, as well as some small clay figurines and dolls bought from the town. Combs, some small toys, and some neatly hung cloth strips should be used to tie hair.

Song Ning glanced at the pink hairband on Han Duyue's head, and almost didn't think much about who the owners of the two tables were.

Song Ning recalled the room layout of the only other woman she had ever seen, that is, his mother, and suddenly felt that the woman she had chosen was different, probably very different from other women.

"Are you sleeping below?" With such a mood, Song Ning turned her eyes back to the bed and couldn't help asking.

At this moment, Han Duyue was rummaging through her little devil, but upon hearing this, she just glanced back and nodded: "Yes, actually, I originally wanted to sleep on it by myself, after all, it's the upper bunk, it's too high. But Xiaonian thought it was fun to sleep on it, so I let him sleep on it."

"Can I...can I sit here?" Song Ning's hesitant voice came.

Han Duyue looked back and blushed suddenly, because the place Song Ning was pointing at was her own bed.

There are several stools in this room, but this person still wants to sit on his bed. It's really... Seeing Song Ning's serious expression, Han Duyue didn't know how to describe it.

Song Ning seemed to be aware of this, and explained with a light cough: "The stools in this room are a bit too short."

Han Duyue rolled his eyes weakly, and nodded: "Then you sit down, just don't mess up my bed."

This sentence is obviously just a kind reminder, but Song Ning couldn't help thinking about it, it can mess up the bed, that's a lot... Cough, Song Ning coughed again, preventing herself from thinking about this problem further: "Xiaoyue has taken care of her room very well."

"That's necessary," Han Duyue had already found the things she had hidden away, and handed them to Song Ning directly, with an expectant expression on her face, "Look at this."

Song Ning raised her eyebrows and unfolded the papers. When she saw the amount on it, she was taken aback for a moment. Although 3000 taels was nothing to him, when the 3000 taels were taken from Xiao Yue Time, of course, is different.

"This money is..." After Song Ning was surprised, she immediately showed admiration in cooperation.

Han Duyue raised her chin proudly, and told about the 3000 taels with a smile, and finally looked at Song Ning with a look of praise: "That's how things are."

"Xiaoyue is really capable. I have only been away for a few days, and you have made so much money." Song Ning looked at Han Duyue with admiration, her tone slightly exaggerated.

Han Duyue was amused by Song Ning's attitude: "Okay, don't boast if you don't want to. I know that 3000 taels is nothing in your eyes, but it is a lot in my opinion. You don’t have to struggle anymore, you can just take the money for retirement.”

"You are easy to be satisfied," Song Ning scratched Han Duyue's nose, and said with a doting smile, "Don't worry, even if I don't have this money, I can support you until old age, just because you don't want me to support you .”

Han Duyue wrinkled her nose, and sat on the edge of the bed with Song Ning: "Who says I don't want to, let me tell you, I'm not really pursuing, if someone is willing to support me, I will be very happy .”

"Then I'll take care of you." Song Ning took Han Duyue's little hand, so that the two of them sat on the edge of the bed together, as if... when they got married.

Han Duyue was amused by Song Ning, and sat there laughing for a long time before talking about the serious matter: "Speaking seriously, I also know that 3000 taels of silver is not much in your opinion, but I think I will give it to us." The supermarket we run together contributes a lot, so don't feel too little, right?"

"Didn't you say things about the supermarket, you have to take your time?" Song Ning raised her eyebrows.

"That's what I think, and it can still be like this now. It doesn't mean that with the 3000 taels of silver, the supermarket will open immediately." Han Duyue nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Wait until the next day." We will be able to harvest the corn within a month, and it will definitely be very busy then, should we discuss how to deal with the corn first?"

"It's all up to you." Song Ning knew that his understanding of corn was far inferior to that of Han Duyue.

Han Duyue thought for a while, then said with fingers: "I want to sell the boiled corn when the corn is still tender; when the corn is ripe, I can cook the corn directly. Corn can be used for many dishes, including sweet and sour. Soup, stewed pork ribs, fried food, in short, there are many ways to eat; in addition, it can also be made into cornmeal, mixed with white flour to make pancakes, and steamed buns. But I think for us, the first two are the most profitable , according to the level of my previous place, a piece of boiled corn is about... almost equal to a few pennies here, but since there is no such thing here, the price must be increased a lot. How about a penny? Is it too high?"

Since Song Ning knew her true identity and opened her mouth, Han Duyue often said such things in front of him. I have to say, this feeling is really good.

"No, at least not this year." Song Ning actually thinks that this kind of thing can be sold at a higher price, but since Han Duyue said so, there is no need for him to raise the price.

When Han Duyue thought about it, it seemed right. After all, corn is still rare now, and no one knows how to eat or use it. If everyone knows about it after a few years, then there will be no more corn. So valuable.

Thinking about it this way, Han Duyue suddenly felt that the price she said was too low: "Maybe it's [-] Wen each, and if you buy more, you will be given a discount. For example, if you buy ten at a time, you will get one more. You how do you feel?"

"I think it's very good. I'll talk to Shopkeeper Li about it when I get back to town." Song Ning rubbed Han Duyue's head, and he could barely accept the price of five hundred Wen.

After discussing this matter, Song Ning began to study Han Duyue's boudoir again. He imagined that after Xiaoyue woke up every day, she would stand by the bed and fold the quilt, then go to the small table to comb her hair, wash, and tie herself up. Beautiful headband, just thinking about it, Song Ning couldn't help feeling a little hot in her heart.

"What are you thinking? Do you think it's boring to stay here, why don't we go out for a walk?" Han Duyue didn't know what Song Ning was thinking, and was about to make a suggestion when Song Ning's ear Turning red, Han Duyue couldn't help wondering, "What's wrong with you? Why are your ears so red?"

(End of this chapter)