Chapter 78 A Long Time Ago

They came quickly and left quickly.

A large group of people left Erdaohe Village.

The tranquility of the past has returned here.

Qin Siqi, Lin Qing, and Lin Jia, who was holding a child, were sitting in a car.

Lin Qing had just asked Xiujuan, and Xiujuan said that A Sheng said he didn't know.

Qin Siqi frowned. This was true, 100% true.

How could A Sheng not know?

Lin Jia glanced at her sister over there. She was going to have a good talk with her sister.

She also told her sister that Qin Siqi's words could not be trusted.

The old Song family did not favor boys over girls at all. Everyone knew that the old Song family's daughters were delicate. The younger sister served them, and the younger brother gave in. Song Ting was only three years older than her, and she was really like an aunt.

If you want to know something, why not ask her?

After not seeing Qing'er for a few years, Lin Jia found that her sister had changed a lot.

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Lin Jia kept everything she brought.

There were two pieces of cloth, two bottles of canned luncheon meat, six bottles of canned fruit, and malted milk candy and biscuits.

They were all collected by the old lady.

The first time, Xiao Asheng did not pounce on him, but sat on the stone in the yard with a lot on his mind.

Song Yu Nuan asked him: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Asheng asked in a low voice: "Sister, can I tell you?"

Song Yu Nuan: "You and sister can tell each other anything."

"Sister, that Ruyi cried when it left... It said that it was the favorite little Ruyi of our Song family's ancestor, and it had been with the ancestor for decades. It asked me to buy it back and worship it, otherwise, it would scold us as unfilial descendants every day."

Song Yu Nuan was stunned, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

What does it mean? That Ruyi belongs to the ancestor of the Song family?

Oh, I remember, I heard from my grandfather that a long, long, long time ago, the Song family seemed to be a high official in the imperial city of a certain dynasty. Later, a person who could predict the future appeared in the family. When the emperor found out, he confiscated the family and beheaded him. Only the youngest legitimate son was rescued and kept his name and surname hidden until now.

They are the descendants of that legitimate son.

Who believes this?

But it seems that all the Song family members believe it.

Including her little brother.

Song Yu Nuan felt a little scared, and she opened her mouth: "So... then what?"

Even if the little guy made up a story, he had to listen to it.

"I told it that we had no money and we were very poor, and it scolded my grandparents and parents as trash, who couldn't even make this little money, and called me a little trash!"

Song Yu Nuan was speechless.

Isn't this a heroine story?

How did it come up with a fantasy.

Lin Qing was very lucky. Since the 1980s, everything has been going smoothly. In addition, she had a strong foundation and wide connections. In the early 1990s, she had amazing wealth, and the Su family was getting better and better.

Although she admired Gu Huaian, that was the moon in the sky that was out of reach, just a thought.

Who wouldn't be impressed by a person like Gu Huaian?

Reality and fantasy can still be distinguished, so she and Su Junze can be regarded as a loving couple.

I don't know if it has anything to do with Yu Ruyi.

If she had connections, she would definitely get this jade ruyi and smash it to pieces with a hammer.

She touched her brother's head: "This jade ruyi is worth the price of twenty incense burners. We can't afford it. Don't worry, sister will work hard to make money and will definitely redeem it and put it in the box for worship. This matter will not be your responsibility in the future, do you hear me?"

A Sheng jumped up happily and pulled Song Yu Nuan to beg: "Sister, can I have a piece of egg cake, no, half a piece, okay?"

Old Mrs. Song looked at her cabinet. Once upon a time, there was only jujube cake here.

But now, it is full.

It's time to share it with the sons.

Old Song caught river shrimp yesterday and cleaned it up today. At noon, he fried river shrimp and leeks, made egg soup, and made two-grain vegetable buns with shepherd's purse and oil shuttle.

Song Mingbo felt very happy. He was full and had five yuan in his pocket, a basket of dried vegetables and a bag of honeysuckle.

Now there are more and more dandelions in the field, and I picked a lot of them, washed them and put them in the backpack.

Song Yunuan pushed out the bicycle and said to Song Mingbo, who was going to walk to the No. 1 Middle School in the county, "Brother, you can ride the bicycle back to the county, go directly to Ji's home, and then leave the bicycle at his house."

Song Yunuan was not so unreasonable. It was just a bicycle, and it was a bit too much to let the elder brother walk back to school.

Song Mingbo firmly refused.

Song Yunuan told the elder brother that they would go to the county next Saturday and take a lot of things, so it was not convenient to ride the bicycle, and it would be just right to leave it at Ji's home.

So Song Mingbo rode away on the bicycle.

Before leaving, he muttered to Asheng for a long time, and Asheng nodded repeatedly. Usually, he listened to his elder brother.

When Song Yunuan took his family to the county with a shoulder bag and a hair flower on Saturday afternoon, Erdaohe Village had already organized a part of the paddy field.

Farm work is really tiring. Although Song Yunuan didn't do much, she was busy all week.

This time, Song Yunuan and her friends brought three homemade bags, which were filled with shoulder bags and hair ornaments.

They came a little late, and there were still more than a dozen girls waiting.

Xia Guilan and Lian Xiang also came.

The two had been preparing for a week, but now they found that many of them were not needed. Xiao Nuan was in charge of the bills and she was also the one who collected the money. They didn't need to shout, just take the things, and change them if they were not satisfied.

Song Yunuan was still wearing the same clothes today, standing tall and graceful, charming and charming, which was the best advertisement.

They came again the next day.

Song Liang and Song He also followed.

Mrs. Song was relatively calm. Xia Guilan and Lian Xiang were so excited that they almost stayed up all night, but they were in great spirits.

Yesterday they sold more than 500 yuan, and today they packed six bags. I don’t know how much I can sell.

Mrs. Song went to her youngest son's house and briefly told the matter. Sun Jinrong's expression changed and he felt sour.

But what can be said?

I could only endure the complex discomfort and jealousy in my heart, and looked at Mrs. Song eagerly: "I want to follow you."

Mrs. Song asked with a gloomy face: "Are you willing to leave your job in the lumber factory?"

"It doesn't matter if you give it up, it's too difficult to become a full-time employee now. I heard that there has been no quota for full-time employment in the past two years."

Mrs. Song sighed: "I'm worried too. There were a lot of things going on here the past few days, so I couldn't call you, and they were all detailed tailoring work. Your craftsmanship is really not good, and you can't do your job well." I have to tell you to stop working. If I can’t sell it, can you still go back to the factory?”

With this explanation, Sun Jinrong felt much better.

After calming down, Sun Jinrong is no longer envious. He has not yet become self-employed. After he becomes self-employed, many people will look down on him.

"Come with me to help, and I'll pay you for your hard work." Mrs. Song said to Sun Jinrong.

Today is Sunday, Song Nian goes to work, and Sun Jinrong is at home on holiday. Her eyes widened when she saw the satchel and the flower in her head.

Is this made by the mother-in-law and the second sister-in-law?

This was a busy day, during which several security patrols came. Song Yunuan mentioned Brother-in-law Zhao with a smile, and secretly gave each of them a bouquet of flowers to give to their daughter-in-law. If they didn't have these, what would they do? You have sisters at home, right?

Even if it’s just a hair tie, it’s not considered a mistake.