General, Madam Called You To Farm

Su Ergou was also sleepy.

Su Xiaoxiao hugged Xiaohu.

The poor little tiger only saw his uncle before going to bed, but he didn't know that his mother hugged him all the way.

After getting into the carriage, Su Ergou tilted his head and fell asleep.

Wei Ting had to drive the car and couldn't hold the children, and Su Xiaoxiao couldn't hold three of them by herself.

Su Xiaoxiao thought about how to solve it, and saw Wei Ting took out a blanket that had been placed under the car at some point.

He spread the blanket flat on the floor of the car: Put it on.

Su Xiaoxiao: Sleep... on the ground?

Well. Wei Ting was calm.

The blanket was thick and soft and didn't look like it would let the child catch a cold—

Su Xiaoxiao thought for a while, put the three little guys on it gently, and sat down on the blanket herself to prevent the carriage from bumping and the child rolling around.

Did you travel like this before?

she asked.

She hired the carriage, but she didn't prepare the blankets. Seeing Wei Ting's familiar appearance, it was not the first time.

Occasionally. Wei Ting said.

He waved his whip, and the wheel of the cart turned.

Su Xiaoxiao touched the collars of the three little guys, no sweat.

Wei Ting. She said, It turns out that there was a Sujia Village in Dongcheng many years ago, and there was a famine in the back, and the people of that village disappeared.

Wei Ting said, Do you suspect that your father is from Sujia Village?

Wei Ting had already heard from the people in the village about Su Cheng's exile in Yangliu Village and becoming a cow herdsman.

Su Xiaoxiao said bluntly: A little bit.

Wei Ting said nothing.

...

The next day, Su Xiaoxiao went to visit Shen Chuan.

Shen Chuan's condition is much better than before, and it can be seen that he has worked hard to adapt to the life of Fucheng Academy.

Is a tenacious person.

After lunch, the group took a carriage back to Xinghua Town.

When we got to the town, it was already late at night, and Su Xiaoxiao decided to visit Aunt Fu tomorrow.

The two carriages arrived at the village one after the other and stopped at the door of Xiao Su's house.

Su Xiaoxiao shook Su Ergou awake, and got off the carriage with Wei Ting holding the sleeping three little dogs.

Su Xiaoxiao said to Xiao Wu: Xiao Wu, go back first. I will go to the carriage shop by myself tomorrow, and by the way, I can take a carriage to the town.

Xiao Wu nodded: Okay, boss, then I'll go first.

Sister, I also entered the house. Su Ergou was so confused.

Go to Dad's house. Su Xiaoxiao reminded.

Oh. Su Ergou walked slowly to Father Su's room, as if in a trance.

Su Xiaoxiao and Wei Ting also carried the child back to the house.

Wei Ting took the horse to the backyard. The carriage was too big and could only be left at the door.

The ancient horse-drawn carriage was fine for one or two rides. It was really tiring to travel long distances like this for a whole day.

After washing, Su Xiaoxiao was paralyzed on the bed, unable to lift a finger.

She is still fat. She has a lot of fat and is shockproof. Wei Ting and the others are probably even more uncomfortable.

Wei Ting, ummmmmmm...

In the future, when we have money, we must build roads first, not potholes and bumpy dirt roads, but smooth concrete roads. You don’t know how smooth and cool that road is to drive cars—

Wei Ting didn't hear a word clearly, and then there was even breathing from someone's little nose.

Wei Ting looked at the first and third children who were sleeping soundly on the bed, wondering if they had been with each other for a long time, and they looked exactly the same when they were sleeping.

Wei Ting's eyes were slightly complicated.

His leg injury has healed, and the military talisman and the things from the palace have been obtained. It's time... to consider returning to Beijing.

——

Father Su was woken up by three little guys with their little heads.

grandfather.

The big tiger lay on the bed and called him.

grandfather!

grandfather!

Erhu and Xiaohu also lie down.

Father Su's eyes lit up: Hey? You're back? Big tiger! Erhu! Little tiger!

Three black faces.

Xiaohu pointed to himself, and then pointed to the two brothers beside him: It's a small axe, a big axe, and a second axe! Grandpa, you're wrong again!

Cough cough! Forgot to count the whirlpools. Su Cheng coughed lightly and asked, Where's your mother?

Stove, make cakes. Erhu said.

Big Tiger pushed a small box in front of him: Mother bought it.

Did your daughter buy yourself a gift again?

Father Su picked it up and weighed it.

Yo, it's pretty heavy.

Not tea.

Also, I haven't finished drinking the tea I brought last time.

Father Su curiously opened the box and found that there was a delicate white jade hair crown inside.

Father Su is a rough man. He was a cow herder when he was a child, and he became a bully when he grew up. Even though he was a dart player, he had never worn such a sophisticated thing for a few years.

It's not the master of the town, what do you spend this money for... ah, wearing it for me, isn't it a waste?

My heart is aching, and my eyes are hot.

Father Su carefully put away the hair crown, and then went to the kitchen to see the fat girl who had been away for five days.

Is it an illusion? Why do I feel that my daughter has lost a bit of weight recently...

Dad, you're awake. Su Xiaoxiao greeted.

Well, just woke up. Su Cheng walked over seriously.

Do you still like the hair crown? Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Su Cheng said, It's not easy for you to earn some money. What do you buy that stuff for? Country people don't like it.

The country people rarely use wooden hairpins, and they wrap their heads with strips of water.

Su Xiaoxiao cut a piece of ginger: If others have it, my father will have it too.

It's a very light-hearted sentence, as if to say that the weather is so good today, it's suitable for picking some Chinese cabbage.

Su Cheng's heart was hot and hot.

Daughter...

Don't cry!

Su Cheng held back for a second—

After Su Xiaoxiao finished cutting the ginger slices, he chopped a little more chili.

Su Cheng peeled the garlic for her: Daughter, this time I went to Fucheng, nothing happened, right?

No, it's fine. Su Xiaoxiao heated a pan with oil.

Didn't you beat anyone? Father Su asked.

I don't. Su Xiaoxiao said confidently.

Father Su was very relieved that his daughter grew up and stopped beating people.

The two dogs were beaten. Su Xiaoxiao said again.

Father Su's body was shocked: He, who did he beat up? Isn't it the son of the Futai family?

No. Su Xiaoxiao waved his hand, Then Young Master Li has already beaten him. If he doesn't take the initiative to come to the door, we will not beat him a second time. We are reasonable people!

Father Su said slowly: Then the one who beat up this time is—

Su Xiaoxiao said calmly: Oh, it's just from the capital, the young master of the Duke's Mansion.

Boom!

Father Su fell down!

——

Father Su angrily went to teach his son a lesson.

Just when he got to the door, he saw Su Ergou grabbing a heavy bucket in both hands and getting off the carriage with great difficulty.

Liu Ping wanted to pick him up, but he refused.

There is water here, it's easy to spill out, and the lid of the bucket doesn't work. I'll just do it myself. Brother Liu, please let it go.

Fourteen-year-old with a small physique, carrying a bucket heavier than a stone pier, his palms were all red, and the veins on his arms jumped.

Father! Su Ergou moved the two buckets of water down, looked up to see his own father, and smiled naively, The mountain spring water I brought you from Fucheng! It's sweet!

Stupid child, who brought two buckets of water all the way to people——

Father Su's heart rose, and he clenched his fists.

...Forget it, I'll beat you up next time!

In the past few days when I went to Fucheng, the family's business did not go wrong. Xiao Wu became more and more handy at making dim sum, and with the help of Xiao Zhao, the output of dim sum went up all at once.

The family account is also handed over to Xiao Wu to keep it.

It was her first time doing an account, and if she couldn't write, she replaced it with paintings, and there were some similarities.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around: Your account is doing well.

It is very clear that it is not as professional as Su Yuniang, but for beginners, it is already commendable.

Looking at the number again, Su Xiaoxiao was surprised.

In the past, if you made 300 pancakes, the net profit could reach more than two taels, plus one tael from the braised pork business, it would be four taels for a full day, and no more than five taels.

But what happened in the days she was away from home? Why did the profit double?

There are still so many pancakes-

Su Xiaoxiao snorted: One hundred wen?

There were several accounts, and the wife cake was sold for one hundred cents.

Who is so arrogant?

Little Wu said in a low voice, Yes, it's a girl from Yihong Courtyard.

Su Xiaoxiao said, Have they seen Li Xiaoyong?

Li Xiaoyong is indeed a little handsome.

Xiao Wu said, No, they came for Uncle Su.

Su Xiaoxiao: ...

...

Su Yuniang returned to Xiao Su's house at noon the next day.

Su Xiaoxiao originally thought that she went out to run errands to avoid suspicion with Father Su. After all, everyone in the family went out, and she was the only one at home with her father, which might invite gossip.

Who knows that this little rich woman is really going to do big things.

In the east room, Su Xiaoxiao was keeping accounts.

Su Yuniang poured a few sips of tea: I've been running for the past few days, and my saliva is dry, and I almost died of exhaustion. The emperor is not worth it. I really want to find out the name.

What did you go to check? Su Xiaoxiao asked.

The bottom of the old Su family. Su Yuniang said, It has something to do with your family.

Su Yuniang planned to establish her own business. In order to prevent the old Su family from interfering with it, she wanted to hold the old Su family's handle in her hands.

Originally, it was just to try my luck, but who would have expected it would really reap the rewards.

Su Yuniang suddenly smiled sarcastically: Do you know how much silver was sold for the jade pendant that my great-grandfather took out back then?

Su Xiaoxiao gave face this time: How much?

Su Yuniang stretched out a finger.

Su Xiaoxiao: Twelve taels?

Su Yuniang glared at her: Is the ancestral jade pendant only sold for ten taels?

Su Xiaoxiao said: Isn't that a famine year? If the market is not good, the pawnshops will lower the price to death.

These words made Su Yuniang silent. Yes, they can sell so much in a barren year. If it wasn't for a barren year—

God, how valuable is that jade pendant!

She sighed: That's what I said, but there is never a shortage of good things.

Su Xiaoxiao said, One hundred taels?

Su Yuniang said, One thousand taels.

That was a thousand taels from thirty years ago. That was a huge amount of wealth, enough for a family to eat for several lifetimes!

The old Su family spent less than a hundred taels to help the villagers.

What bullshit gnawing on chaff and pharynx?

There are 900 taels of snowflake silver in the house, can you afford to eat bird's nest every day?

Thinking of this, Su Yuniang is really disgusting: I have investigated the selling price and quantity of the grain that year, and I also bought the ledger.

If the old Su family didn't eat the bran and swallow vegetables and act, the big guy might have nothing to say. After all, the money they sell themselves, how much they want to spend, and how much they give out to help the villagers is their freedom, no matter how large the amount is. act of kindness.

Old Su's family doesn't do human affairs, there's a good show to watch now, but— Su Xiaoxiao paused and asked, What did you mean when you said it was related to our Xiaosu family?

Su Yuniang laughed, of course not laughing at Su Xiaoxiao, but at the brazen old Su family.

She took out a jade pendant and threw it on the table: Here.

Su Xiaoxiao saw Yu Pei's first glance, and touched her neck subconsciously. Yu Pei was still there, not dropped.

Then she picked it up and looked at it, no, it wasn't her half jade pendant.

Su Xiaoxiao took out his jade pendant and put the two pieces together to complete the pattern.

A pair? Still not right, this texture... Su Xiaoxiao touched the jade pendant that Su Yuniang brought back, Is it imitation?

This girl's eyesight is pretty good, but she had discerned it for over an hour at the time.

Su Yuniang asked, Does it look like it?

Su Xiaoxiao touched the pattern on the jade pendant and said, Like, it is indeed real jade, but the water is too tender, is it colored?

Su Yuniang was surprised: You still understand this?

Su Xiaoxiao said lightly, Let's be so-so.

In the previous life, I learned a little from Ms. Li, but it is not too proficient.

Su Yuniang said: If I hadn't seen your jade pendant, 80% of them would have been fooled and bought it as a real valuable thing. This is the imitation of the jade pendant that the old Su family pawned off. The original and your jade pendant are the same. a pair.

Didn't you say that your father picked up this jade pendant when he was a child? My grandfather has seen your jade pendant. If the jade pendant originally belonged to the old Su family, my grandfather's reaction would not have been to allow me to let Saburo take it. Return the jade pendant to you.

Besides, over the years, I have never heard from my family that the jade pendant that was sold back then was one of them, and the other was lost.

Su Xiaoxiao said thoughtfully: It seems that the jade pendant sold by the old Su family was not a family heirloom at all, and it was also an item of unknown origin.

It's really shameless to pick up other people's things and sell them and brag about them as their own ancestral jade pendants.

Su Yuniang recalled: My grandfather's reaction to your family is very strange. I suspect that he knows something.