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

"If you don't tell me, how can we help you?"

Why did Song Zhining say this? It was because Madam Zhong’s incident reminded her that it is better to be cautious about some things.

Song Jiaojiao faced her suspicious gaze and felt very panicked. She just walked away dejectedly. Her small body had really strong explosive power.

Song Yi, who was standing by, was stunned.

"Let's go, return the ox cart to the village head, and get a bag of charcoal as payment."

"I understand, mother."

When Song Jiaojiao returned home, she saw her mother serving Song Shui and her grandfather looking fawning.

"Hey! You got the charcoal? Good, it looks like you can be of some use."

Song Jiaojiao lowered her head with a vicious look in her eyes. Not only was this woman lazy and gluttonous, she also always hung around where he worked.

Not only does she do nothing, she also doesn't care about the food at home. She also eats his food and lives in his house. I don't know what her father wants from her.

The two of them held a wedding banquet, and only a few people from the whole village showed up. Song Shui was furious. She wanted to make some money from it, but she didn't expect those people to not give her any face.

She didn't even think about it. Who wouldn't hate her for stealing chickens and dogs in the village? She still wanted a gift. I don't know where she got the face to do it.

"What are you standing there for? Go and cook."

Acting like a boss, Song Jiaojiao looked at the motionless bodies of his grandfather and father, and went to cook numbly. Somehow, he hated this kind of life more and more.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Who?"

"It's me, Song Yi, who's here to return the ox cart."

Song Ye opened the door, looked at the tall and strong Song Yi, smiled and said.

"Put the ox cart there, I'll lead it."

"Okay, then I'll leave."

She left behind a bag of charcoal and left.

When she got home, she had to start clearing the snow in front of the door. Her mother lit the charcoal fire and started to work.

Song Xin was having a lot of fun. She had no idea what she was piling. The lucky eggs were so huge that they were rolling around in the snow. Song Jushu glanced at them indifferently and then looked away.

The family looks happy and harmonious, with happiness on their faces.

Finally it was Song Yu’s birthday, January 5th.

The family changed into festive clothes, and the whole family was dressed in red. The one with the most outstanding appearance was Song Jing.

In the white snow, Song Jing was wearing red clothes, as beautiful as a plum blossom, with long black hair and big bright eyes under the black hair, as if they could speak. He had a straight nose, red lips and white teeth, and a smile on his face, showing a delicate and elegant temperament.

"Second brother, you are so handsome."

"Stop talking and watch Sister Yu draw lots."

Song Jing's face flushed slightly, making her look even more charming.

Song Yu had difficulty making a decision and suffered from choice disorder. She sat at the table, looking at the pile of things in front of her.

Swords, guns, books, pens, abacus, hatchets, toy tigers, rouge, embroidery needles, Buddhist beads, whisks... wooden sticks, etc.

What the hell are these?

Song Yu took out the Buddhist beads without thinking. She had no affinity with Buddha and would not be bald. She couldn't accept the thought of herself being bald.

After choosing and selecting again, she grabbed the entire backpack and then walked towards her breasts with her short legs.

"Here, milk."

Song Jushu was extremely satisfied.

"Sister Yu, why did you take out the Buddhist beads?"

Song Jushu was a little curious. After all, some dignitaries liked to put one or two statues at home.

Song Yu said without thinking.

"I don't want to be bald. It's ugly."

Song Jushu;………………

"Sister Yu, you won't be bald. This is just a good omen."

Haha! She didn't believe it. If she chose the Buddhist beads, wouldn't it be associated with baldness? She believed in superstition, so she didn't want it.

But overall, Song Yu's drawing of lots was very successful.

There was a table full of delicious food, and a big chicken leg was left for Song Yu. However, Song Yu loved to eat green vegetables, so the chicken leg was given to her third brother, which touched her brother very much.

"Yu Jie'er, you will always be the first in Third Brother's heart."

Song Yu;………………

Haha! You see whether I believe it or not.

The snow was really getting heavier and heavier. Almost every household stayed indoors, with smoke from cooking rising into the sky.

When Song Yu released her consciousness, she saw that all the roads were blocked and many animals in the mountains had frozen to death. It seemed that this year would be another long and severe winter.

In Majia Village, only Ma Demei's family lived the best. When Ma Taoguo got married, she took twenty taels of silver, and also some food sent by Ma Taozhi. In Majia Village, who wouldn't envy her family?

Since then, no one has seen Zhang Xiu again, as if this person has disappeared from the face of the earth.

Not to mention Huashan Village, not only are every household wealthy, but they also put a few plum blossoms in their homes, which is really elegant.

There were even people freezing to death in Wuyun Village. Pan Furong had another nightmare. After that, she never dared to go up the mountain to hunt again. She followed her mother to run errands and became a peddler.

As the New Year approaches, people from the four villages gather in the town to buy goods for the New Year.

This was Song Xin's second time in the town. He was extremely excited at first, but after a while, he felt that it was just like that. It was still the county town that his second brother had described that made him yearn for it.

The whole family went to the town, and Song Jushu also went for a walk, which was rare.

When Song Zhining met a familiar person, he was a little unable to recognize him, but at least he had worked there for a few years.

Looking at the hunched-backed old lady Zhong, who was not only dressed in rags but also begging everywhere with a broken bowl, she looked extremely miserable.

She shook her head. Even though she was not the maker of the tool, would others listen?

Especially those who are powerful, they will do anything to express their unhappiness or to vent their anger.

Otherwise, Cui Ruxue would not have looked for a scapegoat. She knew some rules of survival very well, and what happened to Madam Zhong was none of her business.

Song Jing has outstanding looks and a gentle and elegant temperament. Wherever he goes, he will be peeped at by countless girls. He always has a faint smile on his lips, which makes him look even more charming.

Hua Da and Hua Er did not dare to be careless at all and stared at the jackals with unfriendly eyes.

Hua Rong had made it clear that if the two of them failed to protect Song Jing or if someone poached her, she would definitely kill them.

Song Jushu bought Pan Xiaofu an emerald green hairpin. It was not cheap, costing sixty taels.

Pan Xiaofu was carefully preparing to put the hairpin away, but was stopped by Song Jushu, who then immediately put the hairpin on his head.

Pan Xiaofu almost shed tears. He must have done something good in his previous life to be able to marry Ju Shu in this life. With such a wife, he has no regrets in this life.

Song Yu also began to cultivate her character, acting like a little adult. Sometimes she would say some mysterious words that made Song Xin think for a long time. She would also teach Song Xin to read and write.

The whole family was not surprised at all that she could read and write, as if they thought it was natural. Perhaps Song Jushu was the only one in the family who was clear-headed.

The child prodigy is just like this. Sister Yu should sweep away all the geniuses in the first year of Leji and start her own legend. The old Song family will rise rapidly and change its status.

Song Jushu couldn't help but reveal her ambition here.