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

"Wow, sister, Aman lied to me. She sold all my clothes, but she didn't give me any money. She also cheated me of my money. She doesn't like me at all. She's a liar. !"

Sucking and sucking, Song Youzhu cried a few times and stopped to eat a few bites before continuing.

"Sister, I know I was wrong. I want to go home, but my parents will definitely beat me to death. Sister, you are the most favored. Go home and tell me, okay? From now on, I will be absolutely obedient and will never lose my mind Yes, you said digging wild vegetables, I have been digging for three days, and I ate wild vegetables for three days, I want to vomit!"

After he finished speaking, he started eating again.

Song Fubao looked at him pitifully and funny, but he was also helpless, he couldn't take it after only eating wild vegetables for three days, isn't love brain very serious, now it is barely saved!

So he nodded and agreed.

It's just that the house is busy now, and no one cares about this matter. She went to check and found that the yard was empty, so she took Song Youzhu directly into the room before the backyard to wash up.

Song Youfu was also in the backyard room, and he hurriedly took out his new clothes for him to change. Song Fubao didn't care about the follow-up, and went back to the front yard to talk to Grandma Song before walking out. There was no one in the yard.

Parents, grandparents, and even wife Li Xiucai were all there.

"Your brother cried so badly just now, we were afraid that he would not dare to come in when he saw us, so we hid in the stove house, and even wronged the prince to hide with us."

"Godmother, be polite, be polite, we are all one family, don't talk about two families!"

"The son is really a good man, Fu Bao. From now on, talk to the son carefully, don't be eccentric. As for your fourth brother, let's do this for now. When your aunt comes back, I can handle it myself. It's not convenient for grandma to intervene."

"Fubao, just now the son said he wanted to see the seedlings, the fungus and the tricycle, take him around the village!"

……

In just a few minutes, Song Fubao found that the whole family was standing on Meng Xuanye's side. Everyone was so scared that he couldn't sleep yesterday because of his identity, but today they suddenly loved each other in disguise?

She was pushed out of the house by Meng Xuanye when she was in a daze, and walked along the path in the village together.

"What the hell did you do?"

"What this son can do, of course, depends on my unique personality charm. The effect is not bad, sister, you have to walk faster with short legs, brother is in a hurry."

Meng Xuanye walked quickly in front, Song Fubao gave him a hey, but he was very excited, this person would hurt others as long as he talked, her fists were hardened, okay!

The two chased after each other and inspected the white radish, rice seedlings and tricycle in a harmonious atmosphere. When they encountered some yellow fruits on the road, Song Fubao carried them back.

After arriving in the village, this time Meng Xuanye got into his carriage and left to go back to the town.

After seeing him off, the night was getting dark, and the surrounding scenery also became hazy after the last rays of the sun set. Song Fubao felt much more comfortable, humming a song and walking back, and found a vaguely familiar figure running fast on the path. Zilang! ?

She chased after him, and sure enough, she saw a familiar figure in the rice field, but this time, he changed into dark black casual clothes, making him look even more resolute and indifferent.

"How much food do you think this seedling can produce? Maybe you can master the law of growth?"

With familiar words, Song Fubao shook his head, "It's the first time you plant it, it doesn't matter where you plant it, maybe it won't harvest, maybe it's as amazing as white radish, or it may yield a lot or not taste good, everything is unknown."

She wouldn't say anything anyway.

It's produced by the system again, if it's as exaggerated as a white radish, and each rice is as big as a fist, how can she explain it, anyway, it's best if she doesn't know anything.

The dark black figure let the wind blow, silent.

After a while, when he turned around and was about to leave, Song Fubao tentatively called out, "Meng Qilang!"

The black figure was slightly stiff, surprised, but soon understood, "Don't trust Meng Xuanye too much, he is my best friend, but you can't speculate on him with common sense, remember what I said!"

ha?

What charades!

So that boy Meng Xuanye is very likely to be a white cut?

Forget it, it's meaningless to live like a suspense drama, anyway, they are poor, they don't have the strength to resist, let fate, just let it go bad!

Song Fubao raised his head again, and the black figure had disappeared.

It was just an ingot of gold ingot left on the ground, with a small note attached, just two words: Congratulations!

She picked it up and put it in her bosom, and walked home again, her aunt and second uncle had already returned and were preparing to eat, while her mother Li Xiuzhi was busy in the kitchen.

When they saw her coming in, they winked, their meaning was obvious, how could they tell Yang Liuhua about Song Youzhu.

Song Fubao didn't think it through either, so he went into the kitchen to help cook, and when they arrived at the dinner table, everyone was talking about the Chen family.

Now there are only two orphans and widows left in the Chen family. There is no man in the family who can help with affairs. Mother Chen is too sad to support her, and the funeral is a major event, so it cannot be sloppy.