Rebirth Era: After the Beautiful Sister-in-law Refuses to Open Business

"I know, I know. What you said makes sense. Since you insist on it, I won't be a bad guy. But, don't torture yourself on rainy or snowy days. Otherwise, you'll be digging into your mother's heart!"

Although the mother and daughter had not known each other for a long time, Li Jumei and Song Lan had already seen that their daughter was a person with her own ideas.

Moreover, it is difficult to change something that has been determined. The reason why she said those things before was just out of a mother's concern and love for her daughter. But now she knows clearly that she cannot convince her daughter, so she can only choose to take a step back.

But the necessary instructions still need to be given, so Li Jumei's expression at the moment was extremely solemn. Looking at her, Song Lan smiled and nodded:

"I listened to my mother, and Uncle Fu told me when the weather turned cold not to go to the forest farm when it was windy, rainy or snowy. He was as worried as you that I would have an accident on the road."

"As long as you know."

Li Jumei said, "Don't go alone again."

"it is good."

Song Lan responded with a smile on her face.

"Mom, I was wrong for not accompanying my little sister to the forest farm last time. I promise you that there will never be a next time."

Song Qingbin interjected.

Before Li Jumei could say anything, Song Lan spoke up: "Brother, you were sick that day!" The implication was that there was nothing wrong with you.

Song Qingbin smiled and said, "Brother caught a cold at a bad time."

If it was two days earlier or later, he would definitely be able to accompany his younger sister to the forest farm.

"Yes, it is true that you don't choose the time when you get sick!"

Li Jumei glared at her eldest son, which made everyone else in the family, including Song Qingbin, laugh out loud.

"Laugh, laugh, laugh. All you do is laugh. Is that funny?"

Glancing at Song Sanhe unhappily, Li Jumei glanced at Song Qingbin and Song Guoqing, then looked at Song Lan and said:

"Mom knows you are good at fighting, but you are a girl after all. I am really worried about you going to the forest farm alone. You can't just agree to it and then go alone if you are worried about causing trouble for the family."

"Will not."

Song Lan shook her head slightly, and said with a smile on her face: "I know that my whole family is doing this for my own good, so how could I do something that would make you worry?!"

"Sister, mom and dad love you so much, and even my eldest brother, second brother, and I love you too!"

This was Song Guoqing's voice. The young man swore to heaven that what he said was absolutely from the bottom of his heart.

Song Lan laughed out loud: "I know your sister."

After a pause, she continued, "I also miss my parents, my elder brother, my second brother, and you, my little brother."

Song Guoqing scratched his head, his face flushed, and said embarrassedly: "Sister, do you really cherish me?"

"Are my words so untrustworthy?"

Song Lan raised her eyebrows, she was teasing the boy.

"No, no, I didn't disbelieve it. I was just too happy and my head was a little dazed for a moment. I was afraid that I was dreaming, so I wanted to confirm it."

Song Guoqing shook his head like a rattle, and at the same time hurriedly explained himself.

"Look how anxious you are. I was just teasing you."

Song Lan stood up and said with a smile. Then she took out the things she brought to Song Sanhe and his wife one by one and said:

"Dad, Mom, this is the cotton-padded jacket I made for you. Try it on later. If it doesn't fit, I'll help you modify it before I leave today."

Then he said to Song Qingbin and Song Guoqing: "Brother, little brother, these two are yours."

His eyes fell back on Li Jumei: "I knitted a thick sweater for my second brother and mailed it to him two days ago."

"Where do you find the time to do this?"

Li Jumei felt warm in her heart, but her eyes were full of heartache and disapproval. She said:

"You have a big family to take care of. Even if you and your son-in-law are both paid, making cotton clothes requires not only cloth coupons but also cotton coupons.

Not to mention your second brother's sweater, how much money and time would it cost just for the four cotton-padded jackets you took out?

Besides, don’t your son-in-law, his brothers and sisters, and yourself need to make cotton-padded clothes for the winter? "

Song Lan opened her mouth to speak, but unexpectedly, Li Jumei spoke again:

"I have told you more than once that our family is not in a difficult situation and we have everything we need. Your father, I, your elder brother, and your younger brother all have cotton-padded clothes. Why do we need you to spend money on us?

Or maybe you don't want to live your life at home anymore, right?"

Song Lan: "Mom, making cotton-padded clothes for you and dad is just my filial piety. As for making cotton-padded clothes for big brother and his family, they are my gifts. You don't have to worry about my family's life. I have plenty of money."

"I think you have a big heart!"

Li Jumei said: "It's a festival, why would you give me a gift? Your father and I are not cold, and neither are your elder brother and his family. You are the only one worrying about nothing. If your son-in-law and his family knew about this, they would have a quarrel with you, right?

Besides, your family has quite a few people, and you have more places to spend money than ours. Listen to mom, take these cotton-padded clothes back with you when you leave, and give them to your son-in-law and your brother-in-law and sister-in-law."

Song Lan: "I made cotton-padded clothes for Qin Yanzheng and his brother-in-law and sister-in-law. All the money and notes were my own, but I didn't use Qin Yanzheng's salary."

"Your salary is not low, but it can't support your spending. What's more, the forest farm and the Xiao family..."

Before Li Jumei finished speaking, Song Lan interrupted her with a smile: "Mom, you don't have to say more. The fact that I can bring you something shows that I am capable of doing so."

After a moment of silence, she lowered her voice and continued, "In fact, I went to the black market to sell a processed wild ginseng, and the other party directly gave me more than 1,000 yuan and a lot of various coupons."

"you……"

Li Jumei didn't know what to say and her expression was extremely serious.

The same is true for Song Sanhe.

After a long while, Li Jumei said, "Can you just go to a place like that?"

"It wasn't like this when I went there, and I went very carefully, and didn't meet a single acquaintance."

This is the truth. Song Lan did go to the black market to sell wild ginseng. The price he sold it for was indeed not low, and he received a lot of receipts from the other party.

The cloth and cotton used to make cotton-padded clothes are all bought on the black market.

Originally, Song Lan planned to use the cloth in the space to make cotton-padded clothes, but those cloths were not cotton. They were the ramie cloth worn by ordinary people in her original world, or the silk worn by rich families. Obviously, it was not suitable to use these fabrics to make cotton-padded clothes.

So, when Song Lan saw someone selling defective black and navy blue cotton cloth on the black market, she bought a lot of it at once.

Of course, the cloth she bought for Qin Yaxin and her sister to make cotton-padded clothes was red and black plaid.

With the space in hand, Song Lan was not worried at all about buying too many things and being seen and discovered. She walked to a deserted place, and with just a thought, the things in her hand disappeared.

In order to produce the needed cotton-padded clothes, needless to say, space undoubtedly played a big role.

After all, the speed of time flow is different from that in the outside world.

Song Lan sewed the necessary cotton clothes, and it didn’t take much time for her to come out of the space.

Originally, she planned to find a tailor shop to make a few pieces, but after thinking it over, she felt that it was not necessary and decided to do it herself.

"Don't go to that kind of place again!"

Song Sanhe said, "Don't bring anything home anymore. If you're short of money, just tell your mom. Although we're not well-off, we can still help you out in an emergency."

"I'm not short of money."

Song Lan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Sister, you don't need to pretend in front of our family. If you really don't need money, why would you go to the black market?"

Song Guoqing frowned and said, "It's very dangerous there, I don't want you to go there again!"

"Why don't you believe it? I went to the black market to sell wild ginseng just to have more money on hand for emergencies."

At this point, Song Lan gently tugged at Li Jumei's sleeve and said, "Mom, I seem to have told you that I sold wild ginseng on the black market. Did you forget?"

"When did you tell me? Why didn't I know?"

Li Jumei frowned, unable to think of anything.

"I'm sure you've forgotten because you're so busy."

Song Lan smiled and said, "I won't go to the black market anymore, so you and my dad can rest assured."

Standing up, she picked up the things she was going to take to the forest farm: "Brother, let's go to the forest farm."

His eyes moved from Song Qingbin to Song Sanhe and Li Jumei: "Mom and Dad, if you have anything else to say to me, wait until I come back and we can talk slowly."

"She's trying to hide from us!"

Li Jumei said to Song Sanhe. Hearing this, Song Sanhe opened his mouth, but Song Lan spoke first: "Absolutely not, I just want to go early and come back early."

……

On the way to the forest farm, Song Lan and Song Qingbin happened to meet Fu Jinheng. The three of them walked together. After arriving at the large forest farm, Song Lan chatted with Fu Wenhan for about an hour, then said goodbye and walked back to the foot of the mountain.

"I have an operation to be performed tomorrow. I have to go back and study the surgical plan. I can't go today, but you must remember to say hello to Uncle Song and Aunt Song on my behalf."

The three of them stopped at a fork in the road. Song Lan invited Fu Jinheng to her home for a visit, and Song Qingbin also had an invitation, but Fu Jinheng declined without even a second thought.

"Okay, see you tomorrow then."

Song Lan didn't force it.

To put it bluntly, she was just inviting him out of politeness, but since the other party had something important to do, it would seem very tactless if she continued to invite him to her home.

After watching Fu Jinheng walk away, Song Lan and Song Qingbin set foot on the dirt road leading to Shisong Village.

As I walked into the house, I heard Song Guoqing's voice: "Sister! Brother! Are you guys back on time? Our lunch has just come out of the pot."

"It's not that my eldest brother and I came back on time, it's that our mother and I have a tacit understanding."

Song Lan responded with a smile.

"Then I also have a tacit understanding with our mother."

Song Guoqing stood at the kitchen door and laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Hurry up and get the bowl!"

Li Jumei's urging voice came from the kitchen.

"Come here."

Song Guoqing responded and went into the kitchen in a blink of an eye.

Lunch was stewed noodles. Li Jumei made it based on the time when Song Lan and Song Qingbin would return. With Song Guoqing helping to light the fire, the stewed noodles were made very quickly.

"There's still more in the pot."

Seeing Song Lan finish the food in the bowl, Li Jumei couldn't help but say something.

"I am full."

Song Lan shook her head.

"You only eat so little every time you go home. No wonder you're so thin."

Li Jumei thinks her daughter has a small stomach, but Song Lan doesn't think so. Ever since she first came to the village to recognize her relatives, she has discovered that the bowls used in these families are much bigger than the ones she used in her own home.

For example, eating a bowl of stewed noodles at her parents' house is equivalent to eating two bowls at her own home.

Not to mention, every time her mother served her rice, the amount was almost the same as the bowl of noodles.

Too realistic!

"Two bowls at my little sister's house are equivalent to one bowl at ours. Mom, you always fill her bowl so full. When I see my little sister trying to finish a whole bowl of rice, I can't help but feel for her."

Song Qingbin smiled and helped Song Lan out of the situation.

"Sister, our mother must think you have a bird stomach."

Song Guoqing winked at Song Lan. Li Jumei saw this and couldn't help but glare at Song Guoqing and said, "Your sister eats so little. In my opinion, she has a small stomach."

“I’m really full!”

Song Lan smiled helplessly.

"Okay, okay, I get it. You still have to go to the Xiao family, right? Go ahead. Put the dishes in the kitchen and I'll wash them together later."

Li Jumei's expression was the same as Song Lan's. She was also helpless and felt that her daughter ate very little. No wonder she was as thin as a bamboo pole.

If Song Lan knew what her mother was thinking, she would probably laugh even more helplessly.

She looks thin, but her skin is tight and her figure is strong and well-proportioned, which is far from the skinny type.

"I'll wash the pots and dishes."

Song Guoqing stood up with his bowl and chopsticks: "Sister, I'll help you take the bowl and chopsticks to the kitchen, you go and do your thing."

"Then it's all your fault!"

The bowl and chopsticks in Song Guoqing's hand were in Song Lan's hand. Song Lan picked up the things he brought to the Xiao family and said, "Dad, Mom, Big Brother, I'll be back soon."

"Go."

Song Sanhe and the other two nodded in unison, and it was the old father Song Sanhe who spoke.

……

It was cold and it was not long after lunch. Apart from a few children who were not afraid of the cold running around on the village roads, there were almost no adults to be seen.

Song Lan tried his best to avoid people and walked towards the thatched cottage where the Xiao family lived.

When she was about fifty meters away from the Xiao family, she took out two large bags from the space while there was no one around.

"Knock knock knock!"

Arriving at the door of the Xiao family's thatched cottage, Song Lan freed one hand and knocked on the door.

"You still come here when it's so cold!"

Xiao Yu opened the door, looked up and saw Song Lan standing outside, his eyes immediately filled with heartache.

"Go in and talk."

Song Lan didn't say much. She stuffed a big bag into the other person's hand. She carried another big bag and two bulging travel bags and walked into the house.

"Lanlan is here, come and sit down."

The wind was strong outside, making a whistling sound. When Mrs. Luo saw Song Lan, she hurriedly greeted her.

"Grandma Luo, you don't have to be polite to me. I came here specially to give you some cotton clothes."

Putting the big bag and two travel bags in her hands on the ground, Song Lan took the big bag from Xiao Yu and put it on the table. Under the watchful eyes of the Xiao family, she opened it and distributed cotton coats and trousers to Grandpa Xiao and others.

"I estimated your size and I don't know if it will fit. Why don't you try the jacket on first? If it doesn't fit, I can help you alter it."

Song Lan said it naturally, but Mr. Xiao and the others all had tears in their eyes. Mrs. Luo said, "We have enough to wear. How can you spend so much money like this? Take the things back. We can't take them."

"Last time I came here, I saw what Chenchen and you were wearing. Not only were they patched, but your cotton coats were not only thin, but also felt a bit stiff. They won't keep you warm at all when it snows."

Picking up the baby Xiao Chen, Song Lan smiled and said, "Take it. I still say the same thing. If I can, I will help you as much as I can."

Looking at Xiao Yu, Song Lan pointed to a travel bag on the ground and said, "I brought you the things in this bag. There are rice, noodles, chili sauce and meat sauce that I made myself."