After the birth of a woman, the whole family depends on me to bring honor to the family

Just as Song Yu thought, Song Xin secretly glanced at his grandfather, and then quietly walked to Song Yu's bed.

Song Yu:…………

What are you doing? Don't come over here!

After thinking about it, Song Xin gave up. Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this careless guy didn't do anything stupid.

"Xin'er, why are you standing there? Come and help me!"

"Oh! Coming right up."

Ma Taozhi is also a good worker. Although she has not worked in the fields since marrying into the Song family, her skills are still there.

Before he was fifteen, he was often tortured by his father and grandfather. If it weren't for his brother's incident, she wouldn't have been so lucky to marry into the Song family.

"Dad, it's ok. These cabbages and radishes are resistant to cold. We can come back to see them in seven or eight days. It's getting late. Let's go home first. My sister must be hungry."

"Okay, tomorrow Dad will go to town to buy cotton for your sister to make shoes. You should also help the village repair the road and register with the head of the village to build a good reputation for your grandma."

"Yeah! I understand, Dad."

The two men went down the mountain with farm tools and met Song Lan on the road.

Song Lan was also taking care of the cabbage seedlings. Her land was not far from Song Yi's land.

"Song Yi, tomorrow we will be repairing the road. If you call me when you go, I may not be able to get up."

Song Lan scratched her head embarrassedly.

"Okay, I'll call you then. It's getting dark soon. Are you done with your work? Let's go back to the village together."

She still had some seedlings left to take care of and was about to refuse, but was interrupted by Song Yi, and then the two of them quickly got to work.

They returned to the village before dark.

The food made by Song Jing was heated in the pot, and they would start eating as soon as Song Yi and Ma Taozhi came back.

After eating, Ma Taozhi hurriedly fed Song Yu, who drank neither fast nor slow.

It snowed lightly at night, but that didn't stop the village head from repairing the road. He had to finish it before the end of the year.

Song Jiaojiao saw Song Yi early in the morning. Song Yi was not wearing much because he had to repair the road, so he didn't wear many clothes for fear that they would get wet with sweat and would be difficult to wash.

She was tall and mighty, with a faint smile on her handsome face. Song Lan said something beside her, which made her laugh again.

"What are you looking at? We can't afford her. Remember to be diligent when you go to Aunt Songshan's house."

Song Jiaojiao's grandfather had an impatient look on his face. This was the second time he had sent Song Jiaojiao to Song Yang's house.

Every time she goes there, she has to do tiring work, and she can't eat too much. If she eats too much, Song Yang's father will dislike her and she might even scold her.

"By the way, your sister hasn't eaten meat for several days. See if Aunt Songshan has any meat. You can borrow some from her and return it to her when we have it."

"Master, I understand."

His father and sister at home have suffered so much, he has to make sure his sister has enough to eat, because his sister will be his support in the future.

It was drizzling in the morning. The weather in January was quite cold. There was no snow at noon, but it stopped for a while. A group of women were repairing the road. People from the neighboring village of Luoshan Village saw this with envy.

"This Luoshan Village is different now that a scholar has emerged. Look, the road has been built."

"Don't say such sour words. I plan to marry my son Bing to Luoshan Village this year."

"Really? I also plan to marry my Hua brother there."

These people are from Majia Village. Their village is relatively poor, the head of the village is rather rigid, and there are no promising scholars in the village.

However, the poorest of the four villages is Wuyun Village, which is Pan Xiaofu’s hometown. Not only is there haze all year round, but the sun cannot even shine in.

The richest village is Huashan Village. Everyone in that village is good at growing flowers, and those wealthy businessmen and officials love to play with them.

"Alas! The young man from the Ma family is really lucky. He married the only scholar in Luoshan Village. I don't know what good deeds he did in his previous life."

"This is life!"

The men and husbands were standing at the entrance of the village discussing something, and they didn't notice Ma Taoguo's ugly expression at all. He came to the house today to borrow food.

"Why are you here again? You've been here several times this month. I told you to marry into the Song family, but you ran off with that woman. Now you're marrying into Wuyun Village. I don't know what you want."

Ma Taoguo's father was so angry that his teeth were itching. He had always loved his second son, but who would have thought that he was the one who failed to live up to expectations, and the youngest son got an advantage.

"Dad, please lend me some food! When the weather gets better in a few months, I'll ask Xiu to come out and sell some food to pay you back."

"Okay, this is the last time. If I lend it to you again, the rest of our family will be dead. You have to make plans for yourself. Look at your brother. He's living a life like that."

Ma Taoguo lowered his head with a bitter smile and hatred in his eyes. If Xiuniang failed the exam this time, he would divorce her.

As for the child, it doesn't matter if those two ungrateful bastards don't have him. Ma Taoguo dared to elope with someone and ignored his parents' life and death. It can be seen that he is not a peaceful person.

When it was time for dinner, Song Jing brought food to Song Yi. Every household had men who delivered meals.

Song Lan looked at Song Jing in a daze. Song Ming pushed his silly daughter.

"What are you looking at! Hurry up and eat and get back to work!"

Song Lan blushed and turned her head away. Song Jing smiled faintly. He had known about Song Lan's thoughts for a long time, but he did not point it out.

Their family all had one goal. When his grandfather and grandmother died of illness, his grandmother made a vow that the Song family would prosper and bring honor to the family.

After Song Yi finished eating, Song Jing left with the basket. Song Lan's little eyes were fixed on his back.

"Sister Lan, don't even think about it. Brother Jing is out of our reach."

Song Ming sighed and continued to work.

Song Lan felt a pang of sadness in her heart. She knew it, but she couldn't control her heart.

After a month of hard work, Song Yu has become quite proficient in controlling his supernatural powers, and he can use them smoothly.

As soon as Song Jing came back, she locked herself in the room. She used her special powers to check and saw that her second brother seemed to be worried.

There was also her third brother, who hung out with the boys in the village and even got into a fight with a boy named Song Yun. Her third brother was five years old and was really fierce when he fought.

"I'll beat you to death for being so mean. My sister is cuter than your Song Bao. Your sister is the one who will die. I'll beat you to death for being so mean."

Song Yu:…………

Brother San, stop hitting me! My nose is bleeding.

"Ahhh... Song Xin, please stop hitting me. I was wrong. I won't say anything. Please stop hitting me."

Song Yun gave in under Song Xin's fist. Didn't he just say a few bad things about his sister behind her back? Was it that serious?

Song Xin's sister holds such an important position in their family, how could anyone say something bad about her, short-lived ghost? How could they say that?

If he doesn’t beat that foul-mouthed guy to death, he’s not Song Xin.

"Isn't it okay that I was wrong?"

"Humph! Song Yun, I'm telling you, if you talk about my sister behind her back, I'll kill you."

Song Xin's eyes were vicious, as if they were poisoned, and that look made Song Yun feel as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.