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

Song Zhining was very sad. She had been running for several months and had only earned eighty taels of silver. Not only was the journey dangerous, but she also had to fight with others. It was too difficult for her.

After Song Jing was stunned for a moment, a gentle smile appeared on his face. His elder sister was really capable.

Song Yu looked relieved. Yes, everyone in her family was capable. Could she just lie down and rest in the future?

"Mother, how soon shall we set off?"

Ma Taozhi asked, Song Jushu looked at him deeply and said lightly.

"I'll leave after the New Year."

Ma Taozhi lowered his head, not looking at his mother's eyes, feeling that his thoughts were seen clearly.

At night, Pan Xiaofu gave all the money in the family to Song Jushu. Song Jushu took the money and thought for a while, then felt that Yi Jie'er had found a way out.

Pan Xiaofu saw a gleam in her eyes and thought that she might have some plans again, so he didn't say anything.

"Xiaofu, our family will get better and better in the future. You have worked hard these years."

Song Jushu put down the silver and money, picked up Pan Xiaofu, and the two of them were very affectionate.

"It's not hard. How can there be a man in the village who lives a better life than me? I must have earned the blessing from my previous life to marry you in this life."

Although Song Jushu had many regrets in her life, she was sincere about marrying Xiaofu, otherwise who would have plotted against her.

Song Zhining has a bad temper. Every time he comes back, he behaves like a nobody. Every time the two of them do that, Song Yu pretends to be dead.

"Taozhi, I can't stand it, hurry up."

His rapid breathing urged Ma Taozhi.

"No...don't...Zhi Ning, Sister Yu hasn't slept yet!"

Song Zhining climbed up and took a look at Song Yu, who was leaning against the wall at the innermost part. He saw her with her eyes closed and whispered in Ma Taozhi's ear.

"Look, Sister Yu knows how hard it is to be a mother, and she has already fallen asleep. Come on, Taozhi, I really can't stand it anymore!"

Song Yu's eyes were rolling around:……………………

She had it really hard; when she went to the county town she had to sleep alone in a big room.

The noise in the room made Song Yu really uncomfortable, so he let his consciousness go out and planned to see how Fudan was practicing. He would definitely take it with him when he went to the county town.

On Song Jing's side, Song Xin's sad crying could also be heard.

"Second brother, Xiang Ge'er is gone. He... wuwuwu... he is so pitiful. I... we will never see each other again."

Song Jing was lying on the bed, her jet-black hair covering the pillow. He patted Song Xin's back again and again, without saying anything, nor did he comment much on his relationship and feelings with Song Xiang.

He fell asleep while crying. I guess he finally felt relieved and let out all the depression and grievances in his heart. I believe he will look forward in the future.

On the mountain, Song Yu came to the cave where Miao Liu died. The cave was quite deep, but this time, she made the rare discovery of two bears.

One bear had a bulging belly, and it seemed that she was pregnant. The two loving bears were carrying dry grass to make a nest, but a roll of parchment on the ground caught her attention.

This was the first time she looked at the hole carefully since she killed Miao Liu.

After picking up the parchment, she left the cave silently. This might be her last time.

Miao Liu is a man who deserves to die. But there are many people in this world who are more vicious than Miao Liu. Can we kill them all?

There's no end to killing them! As long as Song Yu's bottom line is not touched, she doesn't care who is killed. Now she just needs to protect her family.

At daybreak, Song Jushu began to raise her grandson again. Now that Song Yu could talk and walk, it was much easier to teach him.

Song Yu:…………………………

When you grow up, you can do whatever you want to me!

"Brother, is the county town fun? Are there a lot of fun things? Are there a lot of delicious food? Are there a lot of beautiful clothes?"

After Song Xin got rid of the depression in his heart, he became much more lively. He asked Song Jing all kinds of questions whenever he caught her, and he was very excited.

"Yes, we have them all. When you get there, I'll take you to see the acrobatics. There's fire-breathing, stone-breaking chests, and sword-swallowing."

"Really?"

Song Xin stared at Song Jing with burning eyes, wishing he could ask his second brother to take him to see it right now.

Song Jing smiled helplessly. She did not delay the work in her hands at all. Now everyone at home was packing up. Yu Jie'er's birthday was in five days.

One can draw lots at the age of one, and Song Jushu attaches great importance to it. It is not available in rural areas, but Song Jushu plans to hold one for Song Yu.

In rural areas, people only have wedding banquets and banquets when an old person dies at the age of 80. Other banquets are not held. Families with some money may hold a simple one.

But it’s different in the city. There are weddings, births, elders’ birthdays, children’s first birthdays and the wealthy never miss any of them every year.

Except for Song Yu, no other child in the family had ever had a birthday.

Song Jing saw that Song Xin was pestering him and couldn't do anything right, so she simply gave him the two sets of clothes she made and let him have fun.

He was a meticulous person. He made two sets for each member of his family. Song Yu got three sets, and the extra set was intended to be given as a birthday gift.

Song Xin looked at the pink peach blossoms embroidered on his clothes and felt extremely satisfied. His second brother was indeed the first in his heart.

Without thinking, he put on a new outfit and went to the village entrance to show off. Thinking of Song Yun's gloating face, Song Xin's mouth corners raised. He wanted to vent his anger this time.

He knew very well why Xiangger didn't tell him about his illness. It was because he was afraid that he would worry and be sad.

He chose to die quietly, not wanting Song Xin to see him in pain every day, so he reserved his last bit of beauty for Song Xin.

However, he came out at the wrong time today because no one was there, but he met an unfamiliar person at the entrance of the village.

"Hello, little brother, do you know how to get to Mr. Song's wife's house?"

"Why are you looking for his house?"

Song Xin asked with pretended curiosity.

The woman had a scholarly air and was followed by a female servant with a fair and clean face. One could tell at a glance that she had never suffered and had worked in the fields and basked in the sun.

"My mother is Xiao Jin, and she was a good friend of Song Xiucai's wife. My mother is seriously ill, and she is thinking about the friendship between them. She wants to meet Song Xiucai's wife, fearing that she will have regrets in the future."

She spoke very sincerely with a hint of sadness on her face. Her mother was afraid that she couldn't make it, so she asked her to go to the house in person to invite people, fearing that her sincerity was not enough.

"My name is Xiao Huaian. My mother's illness is getting worse. In order to comfort her, I would like to ask you to inform me."

Song Xin was also very cautious. He stared at her for a long time, and then asked her to wait under the old locust tree.

He pulled up his new clothes a little and trotted home.

After resting for a while in the room, panting, he went to knock on his grandmother's door.