The Little Dumb Wife of the Mountain People

Chapter 8 I protect you and afford you
After Wu Houye followed Song Lan and left the courtyard of Song Dalang's house with his servants, Wen Bao also walked out of the cave with a dustpan made of bamboo.

Wen Bao turned around and looked at the man who had been following him closely, "Go do your own work, don't follow me."

Having lived in the last days for a few years, and now here, there is no danger, Wen Bao is confident that nothing will happen to him.

However, the black bear-like Song Dalang didn't think so.

"I'm fine, I'll protect you."

Hearing the humming voice of the man beside him, Wen Bao held back his laughter, but finally he couldn't bear to refuse him.

"Then you can follow."

When Wu Houye and Song Lan were talking in the yard just now, Wen Bao had already entered the cave to look at Song Dalang's current net worth.

Not counting the earthen pot that Song Dalang carried to him last night, the food in this family, after seeing Song Dalang's appetite last night, Wen Bao came to the conclusion that it was indeed running out.

"Let's go back to my natal family tomorrow. When we come back, let the second brother drive us in the donkey cart at home. It just so happens that we can also buy some more food when we come back."

Regarding Wen Bao's decision, Song Dalang naturally had no objection, but he was also calculating in his heart.

How much money is left in the family, he knows in his heart, although his wife doesn't eat much for a meal, but since he married his wife and came back, he will make her fat.

"Go back home tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow I will go hunting in the mountains. In a few days, it will be the day when the autumn harvest will go to the mountains. I need to save more money and meat at home."

Wen Bao didn't know how the annual autumn harvest of the Songjia Village went into the mountains. Wen Bao had never planted land after crossing three times. Song Dalang also knew about Wen Bao's situation. After he finished speaking, he continued: " The day after tomorrow, I will take you into the mountains to have a look, there are a lot of wild fruits in our mountains in autumn."

Songjia Village is surrounded by mountains, and there are many trees on the mountain. Because Jinling City is located at the junction of the north and the south, summer and winter are very long. After a short autumn, Songjia Village will soon enter the midwinter season.

So I know that there are many wild fruits on the mountain in Songjia Village, but due to the inconvenient transportation, when the river running through Jinling City freezes in winter, the villagers in Songjia Village can only let the wild fruits on the mountain rot in the mountain. .

Wen Bao listened to what Song Dalang said about the mountain, with a smile on his lips all the time, and found that Wen Bao liked to listen, and what Song Dalang said was also interesting.

"Every year, people in the village pick the fruit and sell it in the town, but they can't sell it for much money. I used to deliver it to the grocery store every year, daughter-in-law, do you still remember?"

Song Dalang felt sweet when he thought of the wild fruits he picked every year, and his daughter-in-law ate them.

When Song Dalang asked this question, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Wen Bao's face. Fortunately, Wen Bao lowered his head, and Song Dalang didn't see the expression on her face.

Raising his head and smiling face, Wen Bao said: "I have eaten a lot of fruits, but I don't know that you sent them."

Wen Bao didn't answer Song Dalang's question directly, after all, it was not her, Wen Bao, who ate those fruits back then.

Song Dalang was taken aback for a moment before realizing that Wen Bao never went out at home, even if he ate some fruit, it must have been brought back by his second uncle.

"Hey, the fruit will be near our house in the future, if you want to eat it, I will pick it for you!"

Song Dalang looked at Wen Bao with sparkling eyes, and his dark face was full of anticipation.

"Okay, in the future you will pick fruits for me to eat."

In this matter, Wen Bao will still follow Song Dalang.Sure enough, after Wen Bao finished saying this, Song Dalang scratched his head with joy and giggled.

Seeing Song Dalang's dazed expression, Wen Bao pursed his lips and snickered, and walked into the vegetable field with a dustpan in his hand.

There is still the chicken soup stewed last night, and today there is still my cousin and his servants at home, and Wen Bao also wanted to give Song Dalang Xiaolu a hand, so she picked a lot of cowpeas and cucumbers from the vegetable field.

In fact, Wen Bao's cooking skills are not that good, but she is more patient than Song Dalang. She and Song Dalang stew all dishes, but the way of cold cucumber is different. The dishes made by Wen Bao really surprised Song Dalang.

The tender cowpea is fried with wild pork and wild pepper. The cucumber is also cold, but the crushed cucumber is mixed with minced garlic, which is refreshing and appetizing.And the old cowpea stewed with wild boar, neither hard nor rotten, just fit their teeth.

When Wu Houye came back with his servant, Wen Baogang brought out the last dish.

The Song family only had one pot, so when Song Dalang reluctantly took out a jar of wine to drink with Wu Houye, Wen Bao steamed the steamed buns in the big iron pot.

After cooking a meal, Wen Bao also found that his house was indeed lacking a lot of things.

"Da Lang, we have a lot of things to buy at home tomorrow."

As soon as Wen Bao said this, Wu Houye glanced at Song Dalang's cave with a little disgust.

Although the man in front of him is capable of protecting his little cousin, he is still too poor.

"I see that there are a lot of goods on your mountain. In a few days, I will send someone to collect them, and you will be responsible for collecting them in the villages near you. Take it as a congratulatory gift from me."

Wu Houye never thought of congratulating Song Dalang and Wen Bao at the very beginning, so naturally he would not bring congratulatory gifts.

Now looking at the food in front of him, Wu Houye, who was hungry for several meals, remembered that he did not congratulate Wen Bao and Song Dalang.

Hearing Wu Houye's belated words, Wen Bao laughed, "Cousin, did you have fun with that cute girl today?"

In fact, Wen Bao knew that Wu Houye wanted to help Song Dalang, but she was afraid that Song Dalang would feel awkward. What's more, Wen Bao felt that she was a time-traveling girl anyway, and she would not stay poor forever.

"Hey, cousin, isn't cousin helping you find out about the enemy's situation?"

Wu Houye smiled when he knew that what he did with Song Lan in the morning did not escape his cousin's eyes.

For some reason, he has been afraid of this aunt-like cousin since he was a child.

Even though she couldn't speak before, he was afraid when she stared.

"No, my Dalang doesn't care about that woman." After Wen Bao spoke to Wu Houye, he looked at Song Dalang.

Song Dalang was so excited when he heard Wen Bao say 'My Dalang', he didn't know what to do. How could he hear Wen Bao's words behind him.

Looking at Song Dalang who kept nodding his head, Wen Bao smiled smugly, but Wu Houye snorted coldly.

Raising his hand to take the wine jar from in front of Song Dalang, Wu Houye filled it up for himself, took a sip of the wine, and Wu Houye sighed in satisfaction.

In fact, Wen Bao saw that Wu Houye was really kind to him and gave up on continuing to target him. This time, he did it on purpose to avoid Song Dalang's embarrassment.

Now watching Song Dalang and Wu Houye drinking, Wen Bao secretly took a sip, but as soon as he drank the wine, Wen Bao frowned in disgust.

"what happened?"

Song Dalang thought Wen Bao was unwell, but Wu Houye who saw Wen Bao drinking secretly laughed.

"Cousin secretly drank." Wu Houye said this to Song Dalang before looking at Wen Bao, "Why don't you have a long memory, secretly drink when you were young, and forget about getting drunk?"

Hearing Wu Houye talk about her childhood again, Wu Houye laughed at him. Wen Bao snorted coldly, took a piece of cucumber and put it in his mouth.

This wine is really bad.

In the previous life, Wen Bao was an illegitimate daughter. Her father's company was a chain of wineries. She had drunk a lot of this good wine. As soon as she drank it just now, she knew that the wine was not in good condition.

But seeing Song Dalang and Wu Houye's expressions of satisfaction after drinking the wine, Wen Bao didn't speak, she was afraid that she would reveal her secrets if she said too much.

"Brother eat vegetables!"

Song Dalang found out that his little daughter-in-law was unhappy, so he forcefully filled the bowl in front of Wu Houye with vegetables, and after calling him to eat, he looked at Wen Bao worriedly.

"Daughter-in-law, I've kept this strong wine for a long time. If you want to drink it, I'll buy you a new one next time."

As soon as Song Dalang finished speaking, Wen Bao shook his head, but this wine is still a long-standing spirit, I can't imagine what the new wine Song Dalang said would taste like.

Seeing Wen Bao shaking his head, Song Dalang thought that Wen Bao didn't want to drink anymore, Song Dalang who didn't insist anymore immediately picked the dish that Wen Bao picked up a lot just now, and put it in Wen Bao's bowl.

"Daughter-in-law eat more, look at how thin you are."

Wen Bao, who was about to eat with vegetables, heard Song Dalang’s words, and almost dropped the wild pork he was holding with his chopsticks. Then, Wen Bao, who had paused for a second, put the wild pork on his chopsticks under Song Dalang’s eager gaze. The pork was sent into his mouth.

"Well, daughter-in-law, eat more, I can afford you!"

While Song Dalang was talking, he deliberately glanced at Wu Houye, but Wen Bao lowered his head and pretended not to see it.

This man in my family seems to be a little slow to react!

Seeing Song Dalang like this, Wu Houye smiled indifferently, "It turns out my cousin is so good at cooking, this wild boar stew is really delicious!"

Swallowing the meat in his mouth, Wu Houye took another sip of wine, then looked at Wen Bao and Song Dalang, "I'll go back later, I originally wanted to go with you, but I'm looking at the fruits on the mountain like you It's almost ripe, I have to arrange it."

Wu Houye said it easily, but Song Dalang, who has been selling fruit for several years but has not sold it, knows in his heart that the fruit in this mountain does not grow well, tastes so-so, and cannot be sold for any price.

"Cousin, I have a way to make a lot of money, are you interested?"

This morning, listening to Song Dalang's talk, Wen Bao already knew that there were not only so many people in Songjia Village, but some families left Songjia Village after they had other ways of earning money.

Song Dalang, like the ordinary villagers in this Songjia Village, has no other way to make money, but can only follow the old path of the predecessors.

Wen Bao is not an ambitious woman. After experiencing so many things, she likes the ordinary life now, but the premise is an ordinary life, which can guarantee that she will not starve to death.

Song Dalang's hunting is risky, she already knows this, she doesn't want Song Dalang to keep hunting, and if Song Dalang doesn't catch prey for a while, maybe the family will be hungry.

Wen Bao didn't want Song Dalang to continue doing this kind of thing with no guarantee and risk, but Wen Bao also knew Song Dalang's temperament.

Song Dalang would definitely not be willing to let him follow him to start a small business in the town, so the best way is to use the mountains near Songjia Village to find another way.

(End of this chapter)