A car accident, our family of three crossed

The group packed up their stall, drove the ox cart to the grocery store and cloth shop to pick up the goods, and then set off on the journey back to the village.

The ox cart was packed full when it came, but half empty when it went back.

Along the way, Shuisheng was in high spirits. He drove the car in the front, humming a little tune, and he never stopped.

They went all the way back to Shuisheng's house and unloaded some of the cargo.

Song Ning prepared a simple lunch for the two brothers. She then washed the large bones, put them into a pot with some water, and simmered them slowly with the remaining fire in the stove. Before leaving, she told Mudun to keep the heat high so that they could have a bowl of fragrant bone soup at dinner time.

When I got home, I glanced at the gate of my yard. It was still locked from the outside, which showed that Hang's mother had not come back. I wondered what kind of trouble she would cause when she went to Xiaoquan Village.

The family of three also had a simple lunch before starting to sort out the goods they had bought, putting them in place one by one and putting all the cloth they had bought into the house.

A lot of cloth was bought this time. Hang Shuheng even asked for a piece of silk to be used as an undershirt. He always remembered that Song Ning cut his undershirt to make bandages!

Song Ning thought about taking the time to make a few new sets of clothes for the father and son, and then seeing the situation, make two sets for Shuisheng and his brother. She didn't know who the brothers had asked to make clothes for them in the past, so she would find time to ask.

Just as everything was packed up, Shui Ge and Mu Dun arrived.

After entering the main room, Shuisheng took out his purse and poured it onto the table. The silver and copper coins fell down with a clattering sound, and the large piece of silver made a dull thud when it landed on the table.

"Uncle Hengzi, this is all the silver we sold today. How should we divide it up?"

"You came here in the middle of the day without taking a break just for this?"

Except for the twenty-tael silver piece, the rest were all copper coins. Hang Shuheng gave the task of counting the copper coins to Mudun and Yangyang.

The two children were counting with great joy, and the final result was two hundred and fifteen copper coins. As a reward, Hang Shuheng took the initiative to divide the remaining fifteen copper coins among them. Mudun got ten and Yangyang got five.

Which child could refuse pocket money? They all danced with joy.

"I have pocket money now. I have pocket money now." The happiest person was Counting Wood Dun. He held ten copper coins and counted them again and again. He still couldn't believe it. "Is this really for me? Is it true?"

"Of course it's for you, but you must keep it carefully and buy whatever you want in the future."

"Okay! That's great!"

Mudun cheered and jumped for joy, and finally put the money carefully into his pocket.

Seeing that his purse was already very old, Song Ning recalled that the cloth shop owner had just given them some scraps of cloth because he saw that they bought a lot. So she decided to make a few purses and give one to each of the children.

When He Li returned home from the market, the rest of the family had not yet returned from the fields, so she could only patiently cook.

After all the people who had been working came back and the family had finished their meal, she could no longer sit still. She mysteriously pulled her man back into the house and bolted the door.

He Dazhu's eyes lit up, thinking that his wife could no longer hold back her temper in broad daylight, and he hugged her tightly from behind.

"What? You can't wait? You're thinking about it in broad daylight?"

"Get out of the way, you damn ghost. What are you thinking about? I have something serious to tell you." He Li struggled and patted him.

He Dazhu finally caught the woman and was being intimate with her, so there was no reason for him to give up so easily. He hugged her and went to the kang regardless of her struggles and objections.

"No matter what's important, we have to wait until it's done."

"Damn it, just thinking about this..."

He Li's struggles became less and less, and finally she cooperated with him reluctantly and did some shameless things.

After finishing, He Dazhui lay on the kang contentedly and fell asleep.

"Humph! A dead look."

He Li put on her clothes and patted him with her big hands, instantly waking up his sleepiness.

"Why are you sleeping? Get up, I want to tell you something serious."

"Just tell me what's going on, I'm listening!"

When He Li told He Dazhu about seeing Shuisheng selling chairs at the market, He Dazhu instantly perked up and sat up from the kang.

"What did you say? A chair for ten taels of silver?"

"Isn't it?" Mrs. He Li raised two fingers excitedly, as if she was the one who made the money. "Two chairs were sold in no time, twenty taels of silver."

He Dazhu looked at her excitement and said in confusion, "Why are you so excited? Even if they sold it for 100 taels, that's not our silver."

"Tsk, look at your lack of ambition." He Li couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, with a look of disdain, "It's so easy to earn twenty taels, aren't you tempted? Otherwise, why do people say that you are destined to be a peasant? No one can earn as much as you can by farming for a lifetime, selling a few chairs."

Her words caused He Dazhu to be dissatisfied, and he shouted: "What's wrong with farming? If I don't farm, can you have enough to eat?"

"Why are you yelling at me?" He Li shouted back, "I am doing this for the sake of my family. When can we earn 20 taels just by farming? We have to think of other ways to make a living."

"What can you think of for a living?"

"Look at that kid Shuisheng, he can just make a chair and sell it for ten taels. What's so difficult about making a chair? If he can do it, so can we." He Li said confidently.

She seemed to see that in the near future, they would be able to make one, or even more, chairs. Wouldn't that mean they could make a lot of money...

By then, she would also build a big yard, a yard bigger than the Hang family’s. Just thinking about it made her feel a little elated.

He Dazhu looked at the pie in the sky that He Li had painted, and it would be a lie if he said he was not tempted.

In the evening, Hang's mother came back at dinner time. Song Ning had just finished dinner and she also entered the yard.

Yangyang was counting ants in the yard by himself. When he saw her come back, he was still a little scared of his vicious grandmother, so he stood up, clapped his hands, and ran to find his father.

As soon as Song Ning saw her dark face, he knew that today's trip would not end well.

She asked knowingly, "Mom, you're back? How was your trip to Xiaoquan Village today?"

"What's going smoothly?" Hang's mother slammed the table angrily and cursed in the direction of Xiaoquan Village, "You are all shameless people. You didn't even admit that you took the money. You really think I'm easy to bully. Humph! You want to embezzle my ten taels of silver? No way. If you don't pay me back, I will go to your house every day to make trouble. What the hell is that..."

"Everyone is in unrest." Song Ning said tactfully.

"Yes, the chickens and dogs are restless."