The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

Song Youjin and Song Youyin remained silent, secretly vowing in their hearts that they would work hard to earn money so that they could rely on Fubao in the future.

Now that the family relies on the younger sister, outsiders seem to be happy, as if the old Song family has picked up a big treasure and can sit back and enjoy it, and enjoy life without worry.

But they are in it, and they are not the kind of people who pull their sister to suck blood alone, they are happy and anxious, anxious why they can't come out and share some of the burden with their sister.

I can only be so indebted for a while, let the youngest sister run around every day and talk about business with some old fritters. Compared with their elder brothers, they seem so useless.

Seeming to see the distress of the two, Song Fubao stretched out his hand and patted Song Youyin and Song Youjin's shoulders fiercely. Because of a little force, they staggered, but they also came back to their senses.

"Hahaha, brothers are so stupid. Did you hear what my aunt and I said just now? A family doesn't speak two different languages. Some people don't walk fast and some people walk slowly. When encountering difficulties, those who walk behind can help, those who walk behind are too slow, and those who walk in front can help! Is this the truth?"

That's true!

Yang Liuhua felt sorry for Song Fubao even more. This child was always more careful and patient than these rough guys, and moved her mother. She also patted her son twice. Song Youjin and Song Youyin nodded thoughtfully.

The carriage ran in front, and the ox cart chased after, because all the guys on the ox cart were piled up on the carriage, and there were people sitting on the ox cart, the whole ox cart was much easier, and the time to go home was much shorter.

But it was also the carriage that arrived at the village and waited for a quarter of an hour before catching up. The bullock cart led the way, and the carriage followed to Song Fubao's house. The spectacular scene of the two carts eating together still surprised the villagers and wanted to watch the excitement, so they followed over.

When the carriage and ox cart arrived at the gate, many people from the village followed.

Song Fubao didn't intend to show off his wealth, but he had no choice but to wait for the people to leave before taking the cloth, and then he whispered something in Yang Liuhua's ear, Yang Liuhua nodded, took a wooden stick and knocked on the pot, attracting everyone's attention force.

"Fathers and folks, our old Song's family is very busy now, and everyone can see that, well, there is still a job that needs to be recruited by some women from the village. Needlework is good. I come here to help for three to four hours a day. , Give lunch for five renminbi a day or no food for ten renminbi a day, if you need anything, you can go back and ask, and come with me, the terrain is good over there, go there and talk!"

While speaking, Yang Liuhua pointed to the road behind the door of the house. It was indeed spacious and flat enough for everyone to see the situation ahead.

When everyone heard that there was work to do again, they would pay ten cents a day, as long as they knew how to do needlework, there was no one who was not tempted.

They are all farmers, and there is no woman who can't do needlework. It's not worthwhile to help out three or four hours a day, just at Lao Song's house, without delaying things.

So no matter men, women, young or old, they all ran away with Yang Liuhua. After all, my sister, mother, aunt, mother-in-law...every family has women who can do the work.

After everyone left, Song Fubao gave the delivery man five copper coins, and together with Yang Liuhua and Grandma Song, they went home to carry the cloth.

Because there was too much cloth, Song Fubao put the two dining tables together in the main room, spread a layer of cloth, and piled the cloth neatly on top.

At that time, everyone can choose the color they want by themselves, and take pictures separately to make it clean. Putting a little in each person's room will not take up space.

After moving and putting away, the carriage left and Yang Liuhua came back. The village became lively at a speed visible to the naked eye, and everyone was running to tell the old Song's family that they wanted to recruit people.

In less than a quarter of an hour, almost all the women in the village rushed over.

There are old grandmas who are already in high school, some who are officially mothers, big girls who are not engaged, capable little girls... There are even two and a half little boys!

Probably less than ten years old.

Song Fubao: ...

Do boys know how to sew?It's not surprising in modern times, in this village, seriously?

Grandma Song whispered, stating the facts in a very objective tone.

"Those two boys can do needlework. You don't know her mother. You died before you were born. I heard that you were crazy. You fell into the water a few years ago. After waking up, your temperament changed drastically. You said that men are dirty things. , a man who can't do housework can't marry a wife, so I teach these two sons some things that women know...

Hearing this, Song Fubao was shocked, this, this seems to be a "folk"!

It's a pity to die...

She glanced at the two boys again, they didn't seem to feel inferior or should not stand in the crowd of women, Song Fubao admired their frank expressions.

She hadn't seen them much before, and she didn't expect this to happen.

Everyone was eager to sign up, because Yang Liuhua was in charge, Song Fubao kept silent and watched Yang Liuhua handle the selection of applicants.Because Yang Liuhua has a high emotional intelligence and can speak, the women who were not selected were not dissatisfied, and even left happily.

Things were going well, until the two boys came forward to sign up and showed off their skills on the spot, the audience roared with laughter.