Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 127 Shameful

Song Tian was so angry that he sped up the wheat harvest while glaring at Song Ying and saying, "Just wait!"

"Just wait." Song Ying shrugged. He felt that if he was upset, he should just vent it on the spot. How comfortable it would be.

Moreover, she felt that she was too stupid in the past, and in the future she would have to be in this situation more often and let the villagers praise her for her ability!

Zhao Xiaocui, who was working in the field next door, almost laughed to death. She had been cutting the field for a long time, so she stood up, walked over to Song Ying, and sat down to rest.

She leaned closer to Song Ying and whispered, "You should have dealt with him like this a long time ago."

Song Ying pinched his sleeves and fanned himself, "Weren't you a little worried before?"

Although Grandma Li is still alive, she is still living under someone else's roof. If she angers Song Tian and is kicked out, how will she survive?

But now it’s different, she can support herself.

Although Zhao Xiaocui's feelings were not as deep as Song Ying's, over the past six months, she has also clearly felt the confidence that comes with being able to make money.

She looked at the rows of golden wheat, wiped the sweat off her face, and said, "I really hope the harvest will be finished soon. I haven't been to the city for a long time."

Even though they were speaking quietly and no one was around, she still spoke vaguely, just in case.

Song Ying also wanted to go pick herbs, but harvesting wheat required working under the sun, which was tiring and hot.

More importantly, no matter how hard she worked to harvest the wheat, her family members would only praise her verbally and would forget her contribution once the wheat was harvested.

Collecting herbs is different, it can really bring in money.

After resting for a while, the two got up again and went to work in their respective fields. After mowing two more rows, it was almost noon.

Thinking about being late in the morning, Song Ying said, "I'll go back and cook first. I was late for school this morning. Mr. Wang said that if he is not busy these days, he can let me eat in the school."

The community school in Wutong Village was the only school in the surrounding villages. It accepted a wide range of students, and even children from villages far away were sent there to study.

Therefore, there were dormitories in the community school for students who lived far away to live in. Mr. He hired special cooks to cook for these students, and of course they had to pay some food expenses or grain every month.

Although it was only a few days, the Song family didn't have the nerve to let Song Yuan eat for free. If he had breakfast in the school, he would have to pay for the food.

Li was a little reluctant, and after thinking for a while, she nodded and said, "Okay, go back and cook. From now on, every morning, you should cook the rice first, send Yuanwa to school, and then come to the field."

Song Ying had not expected such a pleasant surprise. Recently it was the busy farming season and she had to get up at the end of the Yin hour and the beginning of the Mao hour. Now, she only had to get up at the middle of the Mao hour as usual, and she could at least sleep half an hour longer!

Seeing Song Ying carrying a full basket of wheat and heading back, Song Tian hurriedly said, "I want to go back, too."

Uncle Song glared angrily, "Look at how much you've cut this morning. You haven't even finished a row! You still want to go back? Hurry up and cut the grass for me. If you don't finish the work today, you won't have to eat lunch!"

"Why haven't you finished mowing a row? Together with what we mowed this morning, it's enough for a row, and there's still some left." Song Tian explained.

"How dare you say that? Your sister cut off the five elements today. Look at you again. I think all those meals you eat every day are in vain!"

Hearing what Second Uncle Song said, Song Tian became even angrier, glared at Song Ying, and ran directly to Li, "Grandma, please let me go back. I've been mowing since this morning and I'm so tired.

I don’t play when I get home. I chase the birds away to prevent them from eating the wheat.”

Li looked at the increasingly scorching sun, hesitated for a moment, and then agreed, admonishing, "You said so. You have to watch over the wheat and don't run around!"

Song Tian cheered and assured: "Don't worry, I won't run away. Tian Hu and the others are harvesting wheat. If I run away, no one will play with me."

Li felt more relieved.

Song Tian was very obedient and filled the backpack to the brim. Seeing this, Li said hurriedly, "You are still young and can't carry it. Fill it less. Half the backpack will be enough."

"It's okay, I can carry it! If I carry more now, you can carry less later!"

Song Ying curled her lips, wondering who was pretending to be good.

The two of them were carrying wheat home, and just as they arrived at the village entrance, they heard Aunt Liu's scolding.

"Oh my God, my son is not filial. He forgot his mother after getting married.

Ma Chun'er is a star of misfortune, a fox spirit who has seduced my son's soul away. We have a good family, but she has broken it up. She is a star of misfortune, God must take her away soon..."

Song Ying was very surprised. He was fine in the morning, why was he scolding now?

"Could it be... that the baby died?" Song Tianze's face turned pale, and he was extremely scared.

Song Ying shook his head speechlessly at the courage and said, "Didn't you hear her scolding Ma Chun'er for abducting her son? The child must be fine."

Song Tian was still very scared. "Didn't she still call Ma Chun'er a jinx? She thought Ma Chun'er had killed the child."

"Please use your brain, please. Aunt Liu San wanted to bury her granddaughter alive this morning. If her granddaughter is really gone, she will only think it is a good thing that she has finally gotten rid of a burden."

"Yes, yes, that baby is definitely not dead!" Song Tian didn't mind her tone at all. Instead, he felt a lot more at ease because of her words.

When they entered the village, they saw Qian sitting under the eaves of her own house, so they stopped to ask her. They learned that after the baby's condition stabilized, Ma Chun'er took her back to her parents' home. Wang Dalang was worried, so he followed her.

Aunt Liu was so angry that she started cursing. It was the busy farming season now, and she had buried her granddaughter alive in the first place because she wanted her daughter-in-law to stop breastfeeding and go to work in the fields.

Now, not only did Ma Chun'er not go, but Wang Dalang, the labor force, also left.

Song Ying felt relieved and said, "She deserves it! She makes trouble for no reason every day. I think she and Wang Defa are the real disasters. If the Wang family really falls apart one day, it will be because of them."

In the eyes of the villagers, Song Ying is still the gentle and quiet girl. Qian was a little surprised that she could say such sharp words.

After a long pause, he said, "Just say this to Grandma Qian, but don't spread it around. If Liu Daju hears it, she will definitely cause trouble for you."

Song Ying didn't care. Aunt Liu was not a member of the Song family, so she had no say over it.

However, she did not refute Qian's words. After all, Qian had good intentions.

Qian added, "You kids don't understand. She has embarrassed herself and made her daughter-in-law, who is still in confinement, go back to her parents' home in anger. I don't know what people outside will say about her. I hope she won't bring trouble to our Xinghua Village."

Speaking of the latter part, Qian was very worried. In her heart, she quite agreed with Song Ying's words. Liu Daju and his wife were just making trouble. It didn't matter that they were making trouble for their own family, but the key point was that they also brought trouble to the reputation of Xinghua Village.

Well, I have to persuade Liu Daju to quickly bring her daughter-in-law back. If the situation gets out of hand, it will be difficult to resolve.

Thinking of this, Qian waved her hand and said, "Okay, go back quickly. The wheat is so heavy, it's tiring to carry it."