Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 149 Tough

The old village chief moved his chair closer to Li and continued, "Sister Li, do you think this will work? Don't you have two ancestral houses? Why not let Song Ying move in and live alone for a while? She will know how powerful it is after she has experienced some hardships."

Li stopped crying and frowned to think. The two ancestral houses were next to the main house and were originally allocated to their family by her mother-in-law.

When the family was divided, the eldest branch of the family was given a large and spacious house with good lighting, while the two rooms allocated to the second branch were not only small, but also had only one small window, and were completely dark even during the day without a light.

Li was so angry at her mother-in-law's favoritism that as soon as her mother-in-law died, she immediately encouraged her husband to move out with the whole family. She built five new rooms at the current location, and also set up a firewood shed, a cowshed, etc.

Later, the eldest son demolished the original mud house and built a new brick and tile house, but did not move their two ancestral houses, and they gradually became abandoned.

The village chief saw Li's intention and knew that this matter could be accomplished, so he turned to Song Ying and said, "Since you think you can survive alone, you can live by yourself for a while, next to your great grandfather and his family. If you have any problems, go to them for help. Girls should not be too stubborn and will suffer a great loss if they don't know how to give in."

Having made up her mind, Li didn't want to see her any longer, so she glared at her and said, "Go back and pack your things and get out of here. Don't stay here and get in the way."

The villagers helped to persuade Li: "There is no need to rush."

"Yes, your ancestral house has been abandoned for more than ten years, and we have to clean it up before we can move in.

Besides, there is no food, no pots and pans, no beds, what will the children eat and where will they sleep…”

"She is rich, so go buy it. My Song family's temple is too small to accommodate her huge Buddha statue!" Li was uncompromising.

Song Ying directly carried the backpack and said to everyone, "Thank you, aunts. You don't have to speak for me. I will move out now."

After saying that, she strode away.

"Hey, this girl, why didn't I realize before, she has such a bad temper, even her own grandmother won't give in!" Aunt Meihua was stunned, shaking her head and said to Li, "Oh, you said she is like her mother, aunt, I think her temper is like yours, both are just as stubborn!"

Li said coldly: "Humph, I don't have a granddaughter like her!"

Aunt Meihua shook her head again and said that they were not similar, they were not exactly the same, and she refused to compromise.

Yang looked at Song Ying's back as she disappeared around the corner, and said to Li helplessly, "Mom, I'll go back and help her clean up."

After saying that, he hurried to chase Song Ying, not even bothering to pick up the hoe.

Her niece is ignorant and criticizes her elders in public. As her aunt, she cannot take it too seriously, otherwise people will accuse her of mistreating her niece.

Furthermore, she also wanted to know how much money Song Ying had saved that he was willing to share it.

When they got home, Song Jia poured out the small weeds on the top of the backpack, carried the herbs at the bottom and went into his and Li's bedroom. He quickly took out the silver and copper coins from under the cabinet, counted them briefly, and seeing that there was nothing missing, he put them into his pocket.

She was very fortunate. Too many copper coins were heavy and difficult to hide, so every time she saved up 800 coins, she would take them to the city to exchange for one or two taels of silver. Now she could carry them easily and discreetly.

Just as she took out some clothes and threw them into the backpack, Yang pushed the door open and came in.

Song Ying turned around and walked to the backpack, picked up the clothes inside and shook them, then said coldly, "Don't worry, these are not mine, I won't take even a single needle or thread."

"What are you talking about?" Yang was a little angry. "I'm here to help you clean up. Forget it, just clean up by yourself."

Song Ying threw the clothes back into the backpack and turned to take out winter clothes from the closet. She didn't have many clothes and couldn't even fill the backpack.

Yang was watching from the side, and when she saw her carrying the basket and preparing to leave, she knew that Song Ying had already put the money on her.

It can be put directly on the body without being seen, so it is not too much, so she said: "Take the bed sheet and go."

After saying this, she thought that the things in this room all belonged to Li, and it was difficult for her to make the decision, so she said, "Wait, I'll go to my room and get it for you."

Song Ying carried the basket on his back and left the bedroom. He wanted to leave immediately, but stopped after thinking about it. He had to clean up the ancestral house today. He couldn't go to the city in the afternoon. With a bed and sheets, he could sleep better at night.

Yang came out quickly, holding a blue bed sheet with white flowers in one hand and two duck eggs in the other.

"This is the bathing ritual my third sister gave to Tianwa when he was born. It was just washed two days ago. You can use it."

Of course Song Ying knew the origin of the bed sheet. Every time she went to wash it, Yang would give her a few instructions, asking her to wash it carefully and not to damage it.

After she took the bed sheet and put it in the backpack, Yang handed her the duck egg and said, "You can eat this egg raw, or take it to your great-grandfather's house and cook it while he's cooking."

Song Ying looked at the duck eggs in her hand and found it a little ridiculous. They kept accusing her of keeping them to herself, but the duck eggs in the house should have been kept in Grandma Li's cabinet, and she carried the key with her.

Now, Yang casually took out two eggs from her room, which showed that Yang had hidden a lot of eggs. But because they were cooked for Song Tian, Li turned a blind eye and acquiesced, and did not hide them.

"Thank you, second aunt."

She took the duck eggs, put the basket on her back and turned around to walk out.

We soon arrived at the ancestral home. Next to several large blue brick and tile houses, there were two small thatched and rammed earth houses. They looked particularly dilapidated, with spider webs everywhere under the eaves.

In the middle of a slightly larger room, there is a dilapidated wooden door, which should be the main room;

The smaller one had only a small window at the very top, which was sealed into four grids with wooden bars. It was naturally the bedroom. Without going in, Song Ying could imagine how poor the light was inside.

When the family was divided, my great-grandmother did not build a separate kitchen in order to save money, so when the Li family lived here, they still ate from the same pot with my great-grandfather's family.

She broke off a branch, cleared the cobwebs at the door, and then pushed the dilapidated wooden door.

"Squeak-yah-"

The wooden door was very heavy and was difficult to push. It was also slow to open, and the sharp creaking sound was very long and piercing. I couldn't help but lean back and cover one of my ears with my free hand.

She stopped pushing, slowed down a little, and continued to push the door, secretly comforting herself: This is better, at least if someone wants to sneak in at night, it is impossible not to wake her up.

It is also another kind of door to protect your own safety.

When I opened the door, I found the room was empty. There was nothing but spider webs on the beams and a few pieces of wood scattered on the ground.

Song Ying did not check the bedroom inside, nor did she rush to clean up the main room. She put the backpack on the ground and sat on the ground next to it, feeling very worried.