The peasant girl led her mother and sister to become rich

Song Yunran looked at the six full baskets of bamboo shoots and checked them. What she received this morning were basically bamboo shoots from Lei bamboo shoots, which tasted more delicious and sweet, and had a crisper and tenderer texture.

In about ten days, we will be able to dig spring bamboo shoots. The two kinds of bamboo shoots together should be enough for the restaurant to use for a year.

I decided to make a bamboo shoot feast for lunch. I happened to have some bacon at home, so I had a stir-fried bamboo shoot slices with bacon, a spicy boiled bamboo shoot slices with meat, a bamboo shoot and old duck soup, and finally a braised bamboo shoot in oil.

Song Yunran thinks dried bamboo shoots are easier to cook with than fresh ones, and can be used in a wider range of dishes. However, the bamboo shoots have not been dried yet, so she can only cook fresh ones first.

Now that there are more people at home, I have to make more, otherwise it won’t be enough for them. After thinking about the dishes, I decided to start cooking right away.

When Song Yunran turned around, she saw that they were all standing behind her, each of them staring at the baskets of bamboo shoots. Liuli and Xiaobao were each holding a bamboo shoot and playing with it.

He picked up seven or eight bamboo shoots and handed them to Nanxing: "First, peel off the shells of the bamboo shoots, wash these and cut them into long strips, and cut the rest into thin slices."

Then he turned around and looked at Jixiang behind Song: "Jixiang, go to the backyard and catch an older duck. Cut it into larger pieces after processing it."

For some reason, she had been feeling that Jixiang and Ruyi were acting strange these past few days. They always gave her the feeling that they were hiding on purpose. Could it be that they were embarrassed because there were too many men in the family?

"Mom, take Liuli Xiaobao and the others to ask which aunt is free this afternoon. I want to hire someone to come over and peel bamboo shoots. The wages are the same as the day before yesterday."

After Song Yunran sent everyone away, he looked at the uncles standing by and said, "Forget it! Just sit down and wait for your food!"

I originally wanted to ask Wang Xuanmo and the others to help peel the bamboo shoots, but after thinking about it, I decided to forget it! Don't let your bamboo shoots get damaged by then. Let them find a place to sit while I go to the kitchen to cook.

As soon as Song Yunran left, Pei Xuanmo sat next to the swing on the right side of the yard, with Shi Yu, A'an and A Yuan standing behind him.

Fu Nanchen was sitting alone on a bamboo chair near the kitchen door. As long as he looked up, he could see Song Yunran's busy figure, but at this moment he was looking at Pei Xuanmo openly, and the other party was also looking at him without avoiding. With just one glance, both of them knew what was going on.

"Your Highness, have you been free lately? You even have time to come to this remote mountain place for a visit!" Fu Nanchen spoke first, with a nonchalant smile on his thin lips.

Pei Xuanmo looked nonchalant and smiled: "I think Master Fu has more free time, after all, you came earlier than me."

The fight between the two was interrupted by Xiaobao who suddenly came back and said, "Third sister, go save mother!"

"What's wrong?" Upon hearing that something happened to the Song family, Song Yunran rushed out of the kitchen with a spatula in her hand that she had not put down in time.

"An uncle held my mother back and wouldn't let her leave. He just wanted to hug her."

Song Yunran became even more upset when Xiaobao said that. Which bastard dared to tease her mother!

Song Yunran held Xiaobao in his left hand and rushed out with a spatula in his right hand.

The speed scared the people present, and they hurriedly followed after realizing what was happening.

"Bai! Da! Shou! Take your dirty hands off me, you bastard!"

Song Yunran let go of Xiaobao, rushed forward, swung the spatula and hit Bai Dashou on the head with a "bang", then quickly pulled Song and Liuli behind him.

"Mom, are you okay?" Song Yunran stared at Bai Dashou to prevent him from attacking again, while turning to look at Song who was crying miserably behind him.

Song wiped the tears from her face, pulled Song Yunran's sleeve, and said impatiently: "Mom is fine! Let's go back quickly!"

"You can't go back! If we leave today, will you still go out in the future? If something like this happens once, it will happen again. We can't tolerate this kind of bastard man!"

Song Yunran was a little angry because of what Song said. It was obviously the other party who was wrong, so why should he run away? This kind of person should be taught to be afraid once, and he should never be given a second chance to attack.

Bai Dashou, who had fallen to the side, staggered to his feet, covering his head. His eyes were blurry and he could not even stand steadily. The smell of alcohol on his body was enough to make Song Yunran drunk.

It turned out that he was drunk. I thought he had become braver after reaching middle age!

"Saya, how could you hit me? I am your father, what's wrong with me hugging my own wife?" After saying that, he continued to walk forward, staggering from side to side, and stretched out his hand in the direction of Song.

"Shh! Can you please stop being so loud? I really don't want people to know that I have a loser dad like you. I feel so ashamed. Because of this, I don't even dare to go out now.

Fortunately, my mother divorced you, and I also severed my relationship with you, otherwise I would be afraid that I would commit suicide because of having a father like you."

Song Yunran whispered to Bai Dashou while pulling Song back a few steps.

Seeing that Bai Dashou was obviously angry, he raised his hand and put the spatula on his shoulder as if in protest, looking at him as if he deserved a beating.

"Oh my god! It's my birthday! You bitch, you actually dared to attack your own father, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

Old Lady Bai and her group of people came running over from a long distance, but before they arrived, the disgusting and piercing sound was heard.

When Song Yunran heard Old Lady Bai's voice, she couldn't help but think of what Du Run had told her before: She didn't know why, but every time she heard Old Lady Bai's voice, she felt like pooping. If only she had a recorder, she could record it and play it when she couldn't poop. It might help with defecation.

Song Yunran looked at the breathless old lady Bai with a pair of watery eyes, "I say, you old hag, just speak if you want to! Can you not be so loud? I'm afraid of dogs."

"You heartless bitch! You beat my son like this, you'd better pay me or I'll report you to the police!" Old Mrs. Bai pulled Bai Dashou to watch it several times. There was no trace of heartache on her face, but instead a calculating look.

Song Yunran tilted her head slightly, her eyes full of contempt: "Okay! Report to the police! Let the whole Ming'an country know that Bai Gaocai and Bai Gaozhong's uncle flirted with a decent woman, and see if they can still pass the exam and become the top scholar.

How about I find someone to help you report to the police! I’m afraid your short legs can’t walk fast! But you don’t have to thank me too much, I’m a kind-hearted person, enthusiastic, and I love to help others! ”

Bai Lianhua and Bai Baozhu were originally the slowest walkers, but when they saw the handsome guys next to Song Yunran, they immediately rushed to the front, touching their hairstyle as they ran.

Is this what the legend says: the head can be cut off but the hairstyle cannot be messed up?

"Sister San Ya, you are so unfilial. How can you hit your own father?" Bai Lianhua walked forward to look at Bai Dashou with concern, then said to Song Song Yunran with red eyes and aggrieved voice.

Although this person doesn't look good, she is a good actor with pretty good acting skills. She actually turned a white lotus into a green tea bitch.

She was accused openly and secretly of being unfilial and even beating her own father. You have to know that in this day and age, being labeled as unfilial can cost someone's life.