Chapter 87 (Chapter 87 (Three-in-One) 28...)

The two children did not understand Xiao Aiguo's words at all. Regardless of whether the traditional cultural arrangement of Xinghe County was successful or not, this exchange meeting was indeed a great success.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were young, and the toys on the table looked like ordinary wooden toys at first glance, but not many people came to see them.

It wasn't until Xiao Aiguo excitedly signed an order with Song Yao and the others, and bought up all the things the two children had put out for sale, that the people around him noticed something was wrong.

They couldn't help but ask the stall in front of them:

"Then why are there two kids setting up a stall?"

The stall owner glanced at Song Yao and the others:

"These are not ordinary children, they are the ones who made the clock fan. That is the pride of our Xinghe County."

Did they make the clock fan? ?

Doesn’t the reason why Xinghe County, the hometown of wood products, has gained such a reputation is its fan clock?

I had heard before that clock fans were made by younger children, but I didn’t expect them to be so young.

The one sitting on the chair looks to be only five or six years old.

However, these are not problems at all in the eyes of businessmen. Xiao Aiguo's reaction just now and the praise of the surrounding stall owners made their blood boil.

If nothing else, you can tell whether something is good or bad just by looking at it.

The second-hand dealers were excited and hurriedly crowded in front of the two children, wanting to buy what they made.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong had sold out their things and were packing their small schoolbags, planning to go out and join in the fun.

Being asked by so many people at once, the two children were proud for a second and then answered:

"No, that uncle bought them all."

Seeing that after they finished answering, they were about to leave with their small schoolbags on their backs, the second-hand dealers became anxious:

"Kids, do you have anything else in stock? Let me take a look, okay?"

How could Song Yao have any inventory? He was able to make these just because he wanted to join in the excitement of the exchange meeting.

In the past, when he made something, he never finished it and then made several copies.

"No, there are just a few of us."

The man refused to give up: "Then I will pay for it now, and you can make a new one, okay?"

Song Yao shook his head: "No, we still have to go to school, we are very busy."

Even if they don't go to school, they don't want to do the same thing.

The second-hand dealers wanted to persuade them again, but Yuan Jiang was already standing in front of them.

"The children are still young and their studies are important. Our family doesn't plan to sell these things anymore. You can go to other stalls to have a look."

He pretended that the parents agreed not to sell out, and the second-hand dealers had no choice but to give up, no matter how itchy or curious they were.

When they returned to their previous stall, the stall owner tried to comfort them:

"Yao'er and Dongdong are still young, especially Yao'er. He was commended by the country before and the country gave him a bonus.

Their family used to sell fan clocks, and now they are raising bees, so the money is worth it. "

"Yes, these two children have to go to school, they are very busy, and their family loves their children. They probably only come to play in the exchange meeting these few days. If they say they won't do it, they really won't do it."

After listening to the stall owners' knowledge, the second-hand dealers really regretted it.

If I had known that these two kids were so powerful, they would have rushed to buy those things.

Who among those who are out and about doesn’t know not to judge people by their appearance.

But... five or six-year-old children, they really didn't expect it! !

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong didn't know that many people behind them were regretting it. The exchange meeting really made the entire Xinghe County lively.

But it's not just wood products, there are so many people coming from the county, and everyone with a quick mind is busy. There are people selling various snacks, selling candied haws, and even some people are selling clothes.

Song Yao approached curiously:

"Aren't those people here to buy wood products? Are they here to buy these clothes?"

The aunt who set up the stall was named Qian. It is said that her grandfather had a cloth shop in the county before the founding of the People's Republic of China. Her ancestors had made a living by selling cloth for generations. Later, the war destroyed the cloth shop and their family became ordinary people.

In recent years, it has become possible to do private business. Aunt Qian found the weaving method passed down from her family and started selling cloth herself.

Grandma Zhao likes to go to her house to buy cloth, because their cloth is very soft and close-fitting. Although it is expensive, she doesn't feel bad at all for wearing it for her two children.

Aunt Qian burst out laughing when she saw the two of them, and replied confidently after listening to Song Yao's words:

"Isn't it a traditional culture? Our weaving is also a traditional culture. Look at my fabrics, how good they are. They have to be strong and strong, and they have to be nice and nice."

She also touched Song Yao's clothes:

"The clothes you are wearing are the cloth you bought from my house."

Not to mention, someone came here and heard this sentence, looked at Song Yao Zhao Xiaodong's clothes, actually stopped and looked at the fabric, asked about the price and felt it was not expensive, so he bought it directly.

After he left, Aunt Qian gave the two children a "look at it" look.

Song Yao chuckled:

"If he buys it based on the clothes we are wearing, he will be disappointed. Grandma Zhao Xiaodong made these for us. No one else can make this kind of clothes."

Aunt Qian also thinks so, but their fabrics are really worth the money, so she doesn't feel guilty.

"This exchange meeting was very good. The city people who came here were very generous with their money. What I sold today was more than what I sold in the previous month."

Zhao Xiaodong also felt that this exchange meeting was well organized, look at how many delicious food there are on the street.

He had already planned to talk to his mother and grandmother when he went back today and let them come out to join in the fun tomorrow.

Song Yao had the same idea. Ninety percent of the time, the child's eyes fell on the various snacks.

But he still remembered that he was chatting with someone:

"The county magistrate said that if this event is successful, it will be held every year in the future."

Aunt Qian was happy at first, then regretful:

"Why is it only once a year? If we do it every day, our county will definitely make a fortune."

Song Yao thought for a while and said:

"If it were held every day, the exchange meeting would not be new, and everyone would have their own things to do."

Aunt Qian thought about it and said, "That's right. I prepared many days in advance to set up the stall today. I got up at four o'clock this morning. I can't stand it if I have to come here every day."

Song Yao was curious: "Why do you have to get up so early? Do these fabrics need a specific time to do something?"

Because they had motorcycles, they slept until they woke up naturally and had breakfast before setting off.

Aunt Qian laughed:

"Because when I think about making a lot of money, I wake up with joy."

Song Yao: "..."

Don't tell me, this reason is quite real.

Although he was looking forward to the exchange meeting, he had a good sleep last night.

The two children quickly went to look at other stalls.

This day was different for the entire Xinghe County, so they made the extravagant decision to use the money they had just earned to buy whatever they liked.

Along the way down, Yuan Jiang's hands were already full of things.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were also carrying things, but all they carried were food. They ate while walking, and at the end of the walk, they went to watch the opera troupe invited by the county.

At the end of the day, the two children had a great time.

As for the others, most of them were exhausted.

After all, whether you are buying or selling something, it is actually very energy-consuming, especially when you have to bargain with people, which is quite difficult for both parties.

At the end of the day, Dong Shengsheng sold a lot of jewelry, but his voice became hoarse.

When Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong went to see her, she was going to the toilet because she drank too much water. Seeing them was like seeing a savior:

"Quick, quick, help me look at the stall, I'm going to the toilet."

Song Yao was shocked as soon as she opened her mouth.

After Dong Shengsheng came back, he asked: "Sister Shengsheng, your voice is so hoarse."

Dong Shengsheng drank several times of water before answering:

"Yeah, I talked too much today. I have to introduce my jewelry to others, compliment them on how beautiful they are, and bargain for it. I feel like I haven't talked as much as I have today in all these years."

Many people come to buy things in the supply and marketing cooperative every day, but this is official, and the prices are clearly marked and no one negotiates at all.

This kind of stall is different. Customers who come to buy seem to agree that they can bargain on price. Dong Shengsheng himself doesn't have an accurate price for the things he makes, so he can't help but start haggling.

Then, her voice became tragic.

Seeing the two children looking at her sympathetically, she asked strangely:

“Didn’t the people who bought your stuff bargain on the price?”

Could it be that the seller is embarrassed because he has two children?

"I told you."

Song Yao had just finished eating the candied haws in his mouth and answered her smoothly:

"He asked us if he could buy them all at a cheaper price."

Dong Shengsheng: "Then what? Are you cheaper?"

"No."

Song Yao was confident: "We said it wasn't cheap at all, and then he bought it at our price."

Dong Shengsheng: "..."

Zhao Xiaodong echoed: "That's right, what we have worked so hard for, why should it be cheap?"

The two children are very confident in their abilities.

Their valuation was done seriously, and they were not willing to pay a penny less.

But this incident also reminded Song Yao.

The child concluded:

"If we sell it again next time, we will set the price a little higher and wait for them to bargain. My father said that successful bargaining will give them the joy of taking advantage, so they will be very happy."

And what little Song Yao doesn't mind the most is making others happy.

Dong Shengsheng thinks this is a good idea. She should set a high price, and then others will negotiate the price, and then sell it at the price in her mind.

This is my first time setting up a stall and I have no experience.

However, she felt that the main reason why Song Yao and his friends could sell their products cheaply was because the two children made good things.

You know, they are the ones who made the clock fan, so why don’t they just sell a toy and get it?

She felt particularly emotional:

"When I first met you, you weren't very good at multiplication. I didn't expect you to be so good at it so quickly."

Dong Shengsheng still remembers that the child stood on the chair and calculated very seriously and hard. He did not feel uncomfortable if he made a mistake and was extremely confident.

At that time, she had just started working, and she had not evolved into an experienced person like she is now.

She was nervous at first, but when Song Yao made this miscalculation, she suddenly gained confidence, no longer nervous, and no longer felt like she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

Unexpectedly, she couldn't understand some of the questions he sometimes asked now...

After thinking about it, Dong Shengsheng suddenly thought of a possibility:

"Yao'er, you didn't mean to pretend you didn't know how to do multiplication and encourage me, did you?"

Song Yao looked confused:

"Ah? What do you mean by deliberate encouragement? Were you unhappy at that time, Sister Shengsheng?"

Dong Shengsheng: "... Forget it, I thought too much."

Song Yao's IQ is already amazing.

If he can have this EQ at such a young age, he would be too evil.

Although he is still evil now.

When Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong went back, Zhao Xiaodong kept asking about the arithmetic that he couldn't calculate multiplication.

The child didn't think it was a black history at all.

When Zhao Xiaodong couldn't calculate multiplication well, he helped.

He said confidently:

"I'm just a little unskilled because I just learned it, and didn't you hear Sister Shengsheng say? I helped her at that time!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "Then why did you help Sister Shengsheng when you couldn't calculate multiplication well? Shouldn't you help her when you calculated it well?"

Song Yao choked.

How could he know.

"Anyway, I helped, Sister Shengsheng said so herself!"

The child answered with a guilty conscience and decided to go home and ask his father why this happened.

As soon as he got home, he was surprised to find that his mother had come.

"Mom!!!"

Although he went to his mother's house almost every week, it was a surprise for Song Yao to see his mother every time.

He ran into his mother's arms and asked her happily:

"Did you come to see me because you missed me?"

Xiang Taohua patted her son's shoulders, picked him up with one hand, and said with a smile:

"I came here for something, but mom also missed our youngest son."

Hehehe, Song Yao knew that his mother would miss him, so he happily hugged his mother's neck and looked into the house:

"Didn't Xiaoba come?"

"No, the rabbits he raised gave birth. This is the first time they gave birth, so he has to watch them."

Ever since Xiang Taohua became interested in the rabbits on the mountain, Zhao Zhigang has been trying to raise rabbits himself.

Unfortunately, he has no experience in that area. He is usually busy with farming and the rabbits he raises always die for various reasons.

Later, due to the busy farming season, he stopped for a while. Now, he has finally managed to raise a few pairs of rabbits and successfully made a few female rabbits pregnant.

Song Yao was curious: "Does Xiaoba plan to keep raising rabbits in the future?"

Xiang Taohua waved her left hand that was not holding her son:

"He wants to raise a lot of things, but first, let's raise those rabbits."

"You went to the exchange meeting today. How was it? Was it fun? Were there many people?"

When Song Yao heard his mother ask this, he immediately started to share.

He talked for seven or eight minutes. Xiang Taohua didn't find her son annoying. She listened happily and said that they would see if they could go and play tomorrow.

After Song Yao shared his day, yesterday, and the day before yesterday, he finally remembered what his mother had said before.

He looked around curiously, but didn't see anyone else at home:

"Mom, you said something happened, what happened?"

Xiang Taohua said: "There was a child who wanted to go to school, so he ran to Liuye Village by himself, but Liuye Village was too far from Xiaoshu Village, so I asked if I could let the child go to school in Dashu Village."

Song Yao felt a little confused and asked curiously:

"The child was from Xiaoshu Village, but he ran to Liuye Village by himself?"

Xiang Taohua nodded: "Yes, he was about your age, and he ran to find me by himself."

Xiaoshu Village is close to Dashu Village, but not to Liuye Village, not to mention that there are many mountains and wild animals in Liuye Village, and there are also legends of wild wolves.

Song Yao followed his father before, and was told not to leave his father's sight. He was so tired that he was panting before he even got to the place.

It's amazing that a child can run from Xiaoshu Village to Liuye Village by himself.

Then he heard his mother ask: "Why aren't your dad, grandpa and grandma at home? Did they go to the county to play?"

Xiang Taohua had just arrived, and when she found that the Song family was not at home, she cooked the meal directly.

Anyway, she was very familiar with the Song family's kitchen.

If Song Yao and the others hadn't just come back, she would have planned to chat with Teacher He before strolling back.

Song Yao sniffed the fragrance of the rice greedily and guessed:

"Dad must be in the back mountain, grandpa is probably helping up there, and grandma should have gone to Zhao Xiaodong's house."

Zhao Xiaodong, who sat down, nodded immediately:

"Yes, she must have gone to my house."

Xiang Taohua was not in a hurry. Anyway, even if it was dark, it would be fine for her to go back alone. As for being afraid... she should be afraid of those wild beasts.

She simply cooked one corn for each of the two children, followed them to see what they were going to make, and played with Song Yao's multi-winged spider.

She commented again:

"Spiders can't fly no matter what they do, unless you don't make it look like a spider. If you want to make something that can fly, it should be easier to make it look like a bird."

She also gave an example: "Do you think an airplane looks like a big bird?"

Song Yao was thoughtful.

In fact, he had vaguely felt recently that they couldn't become flying spiders now.

It's just that they have made it so far, and they are reluctant to give up.

Now when the mother said this, the child hesitated for a full five seconds before making a decision:

"Okay! Let's make it look like an airplane!"

But they can't make a big airplane, and they can probably only make two small airplanes the size of a palm.

Xiang Taohua always supported her son. Seeing that he had made a decision, she immediately expressed encouragement:

"Okay! If you need any help from mom, I will definitely help you!"

Song Yao really wanted something.

He looked up at the sky eagerly: "It would be great if I could take apart an airplane and have a look..."

Xiang Taohua: "...Little one, can you change to something simpler?"

Even though she was a legend in the surrounding villages, she still couldn't get an airplane.

Song Yao didn't plan to really have an airplane. She turned around and smiled at her mother:

"It's okay. Airplanes are very similar to birds. I just need to observe birds more!"

Zhao Xiaodong was a little afraid of Xiang Taohua, because she was not only a teacher, but also could pull out a tree. It was said that she once split the podium with her hands.

The children he met in Liuye Village all looked terrified when talking about it.

If Xiang Taohua was not Song Yao's mother, he would have run home long ago.

But when he heard about observing the birds, he instantly became energetic:

"So should we climb trees?"

Since they found that the two children climbed higher and higher trees when they got together, the parents strictly prohibited them from climbing trees.

Now there is a rare opportunity to climb trees in broad daylight, and he is super excited.

Song Yao hadn't thought about this just now.

When he heard about climbing trees, he immediately became happy:

"Yes, the birds are always on the trees. It seems that we have to climb trees to observe them well."

The two children looked at each other and clapped their hands excitedly.

Xiang Taohua immediately said: "You can climb trees, but you can't climb too high, otherwise you will suffer if you fall."

Song Yao instantly wilted, glanced at his mother, and muttered:

"Dad said that you could climb very high trees when you were a child..."

Xiang Taohua: "I can climb now, but I am thick-skinned and strong. What about you? Look at your little arms and legs. If you fall, do you want to scare your grandparents to death?"

Song Yao looked down at his tender little hands and drooped his head wilfully.

Zhao Xiaodong wanted to say, "I'm thick-skinned and strong, I can do it," but when he saw Xiang Taohua's hand that could split the podium, he was too timid to say a word.

Hey, being a child is really hard.

It would be great if I could grow up quickly.

Xiang Taohua also turned her head to look at the trees on the mountain, thinking how long it had been since she grew up and hadn't climbed trees on the mountain at will, if only she could go back to her childhood.

When Grandma Song came back and saw Xiang Taohua, she was so happy.

They sat together affectionately, and they could talk more than real mother and daughter. When they got together, they almost talked about all the gossip in the villages.

The two of them talked about gossip in the same way, and when they were excited, they almost wanted to restore the gossip scene vividly.

They usually didn't let the children hear this kind of gossip, so as not to affect the children if they heard too much.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong each held a book in their hands, pretending to read a book, but actually listening to the gossip with their ears perked up.

"Yes, who would have thought that Aunt Juan would die so early? I said before that she went to the city to enjoy life..."

Grandma Song sighed: "Juan'er and I grew up together. We are almost sisters. I was happy for her when she married to the city. I didn't expect it..."

Song Yao listened hard for a long time. Zhao Xiaodong asked him:

"Who is Juan'er? Why haven't I heard of her?"

Song Yao thought for a while:

"I heard my grandma talk about her several times. It seems that she is also a grandma from Xiaoshu Village. She married to another place and sent a letter to my grandma."

The two children pricked up their ears and continued to listen.

Xiang Taohua was saying:

"It's Rong'an's family. Rong'an, you still remember, he often fought with Youcai when he was a child. I beat him several times. His mother wanted to beat me, but you beat her back."

Grandma Song listened carefully: "I really didn't expect that Rong'an was naughty when he was a child, but he was not too bad. He became like this when he grew up."

Xiang Taohua: "It's because of his parents' spoiling. When Youcai and I did something wrong when we were young, you and my mother would beat us with a broom. But Rong'an kicked Youcai down from a tree, and his family didn't even bother to say a word to him."

Grandma Song immediately raised her eyebrows:

"He kicked Youcai down from the tree? When did it happen? How come I don't know?"

Xiang Taohua was stunned: "You don't know, didn't Rong'an's mother say at that time that she would go to you to apologize?"

"Bah! I never accepted a gift from her! Why didn't you tell me about this!"

Song Yao listened for a while with his body tilted to the side, and whispered to Zhao Xiaodong:

"My grandma seems to be angry, she is going to start scolding people."

Song's father and grandpa Song just came back with Professor Wang. The three of them were talking happily. As soon as they entered the yard, they heard Grandma Song's full-throated scolding, and the father and son stopped immediately.

Grandma Song has always had the habit of venting her anger and bringing up old scores, and they don't want to be scolded.

The two looked at each other:

"I suddenly remembered that the soil outside should be turned over. How about we go turn it over?"

"Dad, you are right. Let's go and turn it over."

Before they left the house, Grandma Song lifted the curtain and came out:

"Song Youcai!! Why didn't you tell me that Rong An kicked you off the tree?!"

Grandpa Song frowned and looked at Dad Song:

"You were kicked off the tree by Rong An?"

Dad Song was confused: "Rong, who is Rong An?"

Xiang Taohua also lifted the curtain and walked out, reminding him:

"It was the one with a mole on his face when he was a child."

Dad Song still couldn't remember.

Xiang Taohua thought for a moment and said:

"He was the one who bullied you, and then I threw him into the ditch, and then I picked him up and sent him to his home."

"Oh..."

Song's father remembered in a second:

"It was him. His parents said they had already told you about it. I was afraid you would scold me, so I didn't tell them."

Grandma Song got even angrier: "What the hell!!"

Is being kicked down from a tree a joke?

If Song's father had landed on his head, the grass on his grave would be three feet high now.

When a child does something wrong, the adults don't teach him a lesson but help to conceal it, and even lie to Song's father, who was still young at the time, that they had already told his family. Grandma Song was so angry that she wanted to rush to Xiaoshu Village and curse her mother.

If she didn't show her attitude, others would think that their family was easy to bully, and what would happen if they continued to bully their youngest child like this?

The youngest child has been in poor health since he was a child, and he is small and tender. If he is hit like this, his life may not be saved.

Song's father was still confused, and when he saw Grandma Song walking out angrily, he quickly stopped her:

"Hey, mom, mom, the youngest is still here."

Grandma Song regained her senses and looked back at the two children who were curiously looking at them with their eyes wide open.

"Yes, I almost forgot that the youngest is still here."

Song's father breathed a sigh of relief.

As a result, the next sentence of Grandma Song was:

"Youngest, Dongdong, grandma will teach you one thing. If you are bullied, or someone wants to bully you, you must show your angry attitude."

"Otherwise, this will only happen more and more. Song Tianduo, get your weapons!"

Grandpa Song immediately took a shovel and followed Grandma Song.

Song's father: "... Dad, it's not that bad, it's been more than ten years."

Grandpa Song firmly stood with Grandma Song this time:

"You are young and don't understand. You must get back at the loss."

Even if it's been more than ten years, so what.

Even if it's been decades, if they want to investigate, they can investigate.

It would be fine if she didn't know about this, but now that she knew, Grandma Song would only get angrier and angrier if she kept it to herself.

Anger hurts the body, so he thought it would be better to let her vent.

Besides, they lived in the village, so they absolutely couldn't tolerate such things.

It didn't matter whether the other party admitted it or not, they had to show their attitude of not being easy to mess with.

Seeing Grandpa Song and Grandma Song go out and walk towards Xiaoshu Village, Dad Song could only follow them and form a united front with them, picking up a stick and running over:

"Dad, Mom! Wait for me! Don't walk so fast!! Teacher, you eat first, we'll be back soon."

Professor Wang didn't want to eat, and he also wanted to help fill the scene:

"I want to go too, are we going to fight? In fact, Wen Tianyu and I have learned a few tricks."

Dad Song: "... It's not a fight, it's probably just a quarrel, teacher, don't roll up your sleeves..."

He could only support Professor Wang while turning back and shouting:

"Little boy, don't come, Taohua, help me look after them!"

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were indeed eager to try.

Adults have always refused to take them to such quarrels, but they really want to see it.

The child eagerly went to see his mother.

Xiang Taohua ruthlessly refused:

"There is nothing to see, be good, be good, I brought a rabbit, I will make you roasted rabbit meat, okay?"

Song Yao was not attracted by the roasted rabbit meat.

He was very curious:

"Why is grandma so angry? This is not like her previous style?"

Xiang Taohua smiled: "Do you know grandma's previous style?"

"Of course."

The child was very proud: "I am very observant."

Having followed Grandma Song since he was a child, he certainly knew what kind of temperament Grandma Song was. No matter how big the matter was, she would never get angry when someone got angry.

In the past, when someone offended Grandma, she would smile on the surface, and then find ways to anger the other party after returning home.

Like this time, more than ten years have passed. Even if she went, it would just be a quarrel. The other party would not admit it 100%, and the quarrel would be in vain in the end.

Logically speaking, Grandma Song would not do such a thankless thing.

It is possible that she could leak this matter out and then let Song's father find an opportunity to kick Rong An.

Xiang Taohua was really a little surprised.

Just now, Song Youcai believed that Grandma Song was angry, but Song Yao, who was so young, could see that something was wrong.

It was not impossible to tell the child about this matter. She held her son in her arms:

"I tell you, don't tell others that your grandma is taking the opportunity to get angry."

Song Yao immediately grasped the key point: "Why take the opportunity to get angry? Is there something that Grandma can't get angry about directly?"

Xiang Taohua praised: "The youngest is really smart."

She briefly explained the cause and effect of this matter.

Actually, it is simple to say. Grandma Song had a good friend named Juan'er. When she was young, a group of soldiers came here when the road was opened, and she married one of the soldiers.

After the road was opened, she followed the soldiers and left. Because it was far away and the transportation was not convenient before, she basically never went back to her parents' home. The two sides only communicated by letters.

Later, her husband passed away, and her son became a soldier. He found a wife who was also a soldier, but they both died fighting the flood.

Zhao Xiaodong opened his eyes wide: "Which year was the flood?"

Xiang Taohua touched his head and said softly: "It was the year your father passed away."

Zhao Xiaodong lowered his head a little sadly: "Then, do they have children too?"

"Yes, that's the child I was talking about. The child who came to Willow Leaf Village and wanted to go to school is as old as you and is a girl."

Zhao Xiaodong was silent for a while, and then whispered:

"Then she should be more upset than me."

He still has a mother, and that child only has a grandma.

Xiang Taohua sighed:

"Your grandma Juan took the child by herself later on, but she was old and died a while ago, and the family she married had no relatives, so they sent the child to Xiaoshu Village."

"Rong An is Er Shitou's father. His grandfather is your grandma Juan's brother. His grandparents passed away early, so the child was sent to Rong An's family."

He was originally entrusted to an orphan, but in the end he was entrusted to an inhumane person.

Just seeing that the child has been in Xiaoshu Village for so long, Grandma Song, who is close to Juan'er, has not even heard about it, so she knows how the Rongan family treated her.

"She came to Liuye Village yesterday and said she wanted to study with me and pay my tuition fees when she grows up. I was wondering whose child this was because I had never seen her before. When I asked, I found out that she had been at Rong An's house a long time ago."

The Rongan family probably felt guilty and dared not say that this was his aunt's granddaughter.

They told the outside world that this was a relative's child and that she had given it to them. Then they kept the child in the house and asked her to wash clothes, cook and do housework.

I didn't dare to hit her, but Grandma Juan had some savings. She took other people's money and used her children as maids. This was not an honest thing to do.

"When Teacher Xiao He went to Xiaoshu Village to collect firewood and was surrounded, she wanted to go find Teacher Xiao He, but when she went there it was already too late, and she was punished and not allowed to eat when she returned."

"Later, Pingping and the others came to Xiaoshu Village to go to school. She also secretly inquired about it. When she heard that it would cost a lot of money, she gave up."

Xiang Taohua's tone was full of sympathy:

"I don't know where she heard that I was a teacher, but she sneaked out at night and found Willow Leaf Village by herself in the middle of the night."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were shocked when they heard this.

The child's hair stood on end just thinking about the woods at night. His father did not dare to walk there alone at night.

Song Yao was determined: "She must be really helpless. It's so pitiful."

Zhao Xiaodong also followed: "Yeah, I don't even dare to walk at night. How hard must she be forced to do this?"

Xiang Taohua strongly agrees with the two children’s views:

"Your grandma Juan probably didn't have time to tell her that she also has friends, otherwise the child wouldn't have come to beg me."

"What a pitiful thing. She used to be supported and supported when she was growing up, but now her relatives are gone. She is left alone to be bullied, without enough to eat or warm to wear. The money her family left for her is gone.

She had gone to school before and knew that knowledge was important, but her family did not allow her to study, so she had to find her own way.

Last night I made food for her, and she ate two and a half bowls in one go before she stopped eating. She must be very hungry, as she is only nine years old. "

Song Yao understood: "So grandma wants to control her and let her go to school before going to Er Shitou's house to cause trouble?"

Xiang Taohua feels that her son is really smart:

"Yes, although your grandma has a good relationship with her grandma, they are not relatives after all, so she can't directly control her, so she has to find a reason."

"That child is also pitiful, small and weak, just like a kitten, skinny and small..."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong immediately imagined an image of a pitiful little girl.

"It's like the foreign story the county magistrate told us."

Zhao Xiaodong thought for a while: "Cinderella."

Song Yao nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, that's it."

The two children thought about what would happen if they fell into this situation, and they became angry.

Song Yao: "I'll make a flashing light and blind them first! Then I'll bite them to death with my fake mouth!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "I will lead them into a trap and kill them!"

Then they felt sorry for the child:

"She is a girl. Girls don't like to fight, except for my mother and grandma, and now there are teachers. She must have cried when she was bullied."

Zhao Xiaodong also sighed:

"Her parents are martyrs, but they dare to bully the children of martyrs! No one in our village dares to bully me!"

Song Yao glanced at him: "That's because you are bullying others."

In any case, both of them felt sorry for the poor, weak little girl.

So they are very supportive of Grandma Song's trouble with Rongan's family.

Song Yao was eager to discuss with Zhao Xiaodong whether to dig a trap to trick them, but was suppressed by Teacher He.

Everyone in Dashu Village and Xiaoshu Village knew that the Song family and the Rongan family were facing each other.

The reason was that Song Youcai was almost killed by Rongan more than ten years ago, and his parents actually lied to Song Youcai and covered up the matter.

After so many years, when they suddenly learned about this, the old couple of the Song family went up with their shovels.

The two families were quarreling so much that Zhao Xiaodong's grandma went to help.

Then there was a lot of quarreling, and I don’t know how Grandma Song found out that the child from Rong An’s family was Fang Juan’s granddaughter, and she also found out that Fang Juan had left a lot of money.

As a result, Rongan took the money and used his beloved granddaughter as a maid. Even if Xiaoshu Village had a bad reputation, if this kind of thing spread, the whole village would be reviled.

Grandma Song seemed to have grasped the other party's leverage, and used this matter to trample Rongan. In the end, the fuss became worse, and it reached the level of abusing the orphans of martyrs.

The Rong An family gave up and handed the girl over.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were not allowed to watch, so they could only lie down on the table and listen to Professor Wang energetically relay the battle situation to them.

"Grandma Dongdong said that your family is also a martyr family. Your family is willing to raise that child. The county sent people to adjust it. The child will still be raised by Dongdong's family."

He has also used his eloquence to help in the past, so he knows the details very well:

"The money that the Rongan family has swallowed will also be given to your family, as well as the monthly child support for the martyrs' orphans.

Dongdong, my master told you that this sister is very pitiful, and your grandma decided to raise her because she thought of you. Don't be sad. "

Zhao Xiaodong was not sad at all.

On the contrary, he was extremely pleasantly surprised: "I'm a brother?! I have a sister?!!"

He excitedly turned to look at Song Yao: "Haha!! I didn't expect it!! I had a sister first!!"

Song Yao glanced at him jealously and snorted in displeasure.

Professor Wang: "...What do you mean you have a sister first?"

Zhao Xiaodong said proudly: "Song Yao and I made a bet when we were in Lecheng to see who would have younger brothers and sisters first."

Professor Wang:"……"

Father Song and Mother Zhao both made it clear that they would never get married again, these two little brats.

Although Song Yao was unhappy that Zhao Xiaodong had a sister first, Song Yao still planned to clean things up. He also told Zhao Xiaodong:

"You must smile. The happier you smile, the better. The county magistrate said that the little girl must be very uneasy when she first arrives in an environment. When we meet her for the first time, we must let her feel our kindness! "

Zhao Xiaodong nodded immediately: "Don't worry! I can do it!"

As expected, Grandma Song and Grandma Zhao arrived at the Song family with a skinny and small child.

Although he is thin, he is still taller than Song Yao.

Song Yao's attention was not on his height at the moment.

So small, so pitiful, so weak...

He tried his best to smile and didn't forget to poke Zhao Xiaodong.

Zhao Xiaodong immediately followed with a bright smile.

Song Yao took the initiative to step forward and smiled with all his strength:

"Hello, I am Song Yao, don't be afraid, you are Zhao Xiaodong's sister, that is my sister, we will help you avenge that family in the future!

Did they hit you? We can fight well! "

Zhao Xiaodong hesitated to speak next to him: "Yao'er, she should be your sister."

Song Yao waved his hand: "Don't rely on age! Look, how young she is!"

The little girl also smiled at them: "Thank you, but no, they didn't hit me."

Song Yao didn't believe it: "I heard from my master that they are very bad. Don't be afraid. Tell us and we will help you take revenge."

As usual, Grandma Song came forward and made some chicken soup, then touched the little girl's head and said something.

The little girl nodded obediently, walked over, hugged a small tree, and pulled it out in a flash.

By the way, I also picked up a very large stone and filled the hole created by uprooting the tree.

Song Yao: "..."

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

The smiles on their faces froze.

The little girl didn't notice, she patted the dirt on her little hands and continued chatting with them:

"Don't worry, they really didn't hit me."

"Because they can't beat me."