I'm a little panicked. I'm going to be a father right after my rebirth.

Song Ye put the money into his pocket without hesitation, "It's a little less, but forget it, it's New Year's Day, just consider it my help to the poor, get out of here!"

Zhao Fa and others jumped out of the wall as if they had been pardoned.

Qiao Dayong was still standing outside the wall, not knowing whether to leave or what to do.

Song Ye opened the door and walked out, "Qiao Dayong, what brings you to my house?"

Qiao Dayong rubbed his hands and said, "Song Ye, I'm really not here to steal anything. Do you believe me?"

Song Ye raised his eyebrows, "Then why are you here?"

"Ahem." Qiao Dayong's face got even hotter. "I heard that there's no one at your house, and the chickens might starve to death. I thought I could buy some at a low price and make soup for my mother to nourish her body."

Song Ye didn't know what to say for a moment. He had experienced this kind of suffering at the bottom of society in his previous life.

Qiao Dayong continued with a bashful look, "I know this is not good, but my family really doesn't have the money to buy a live chicken."

"I come to your house every day to check on you, and the chicks are always alive and kicking. It seems I was wrong, and you didn't intend to starve them to death."

"I'm sorry, Song Ye!" After saying these words, Qiao Dayong lowered his head, like a criminal waiting for trial.

Song Ye stepped forward and patted his shoulder. "Brother Qiao, I remember you are quite good at growing crops. Are you interested in working for me?"

"Ah?" Qiao Dayong raised his head in disbelief, "You want to hire me to work?"

Song Ye nodded, "I'm going to plant some fruits and vegetables these days, and I need someone to help me turn the soil. You know, I'm a lazy person, and I'm not that kind of person at all. So I can only hire someone who is quick and hardworking. Do you think you can do it?"

"Yes! I can!" Qiao Dayong replied quickly.

His mother needs someone to stay with him, so in order to take care of her, Qiao Dayong can only stay at home. Every year, in addition to working on his own land, he relies on doing work for others during the busy farming season to earn some hard-earned money.

If no one hired him to work during the slack season, he would have no income, so he was of course happy when Song Ye said he wanted to hire him!

"Okay, then you can come over tomorrow morning. The salary is 3 yuan a day. Do you have any objection?"

Qiao Dayong shook his head quickly. How could he have any objection? Even in the factory, he couldn't earn more than 3 yuan a day!

"Okay!" Song Ye took out the 52 yuan he had just received, "These are advance payments to you, so you don't have to worry about me cheating you!"

Qiao Dayong waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no!"

Song Ye stuffed it into his pocket without saying anything, "Just keep it. I'm too lazy to take change every day. I'll pay you for the days you work. Remember to tell me when all the money is deducted."

Qiao Dayong had no choice but to nod, "Thank you, Brother Song!"

Song Ye returned to the yard and squatted down to check on the hens. Damn thieves, two of them were almost dying, and the others were also injured.

Song Ye picked up the most seriously injured chicken and said, "Brother Qiao, you can take this chicken back and eat it. It's almost dead anyway. Just think of it as a New Year's gift from your boss."

"Ah, this..." Qiao Dayong was very embarrassed, but Song Ye didn't discuss it with him and just stuffed it into his hand.

"Okay, Brother Qiao, if you don't sleep now it will be dawn, so go home quickly!" Song Ye waved at Qiao Dayong and locked the door again.

Qiao Dayong walked home carrying a fat hen as if in a dream. He couldn't believe that such a good thing happened to him.

Song Ye doesn’t have a good reputation in the village. I didn’t expect that he is actually different from the rumors. Next time I hear someone talking about him, I must say a few good words about him!

Song Ye returned the injured hens to the cages and fed them some pond water.

The big rooster ran away and he couldn't find it in the dark, so he just gave up.

Finally, carry the dying chicken into the house and save it for eating tomorrow morning.

When Song Ye opened the door, he saw everyone in the room sitting in a row, waiting for him, with frowns on their faces as if the sky was falling.

"Second brother, are you okay?" Wang Guiqin jumped up and asked anxiously.

Song Ye waved his hand, "It's just a few hooligans who came to steal chickens, it's no big deal, go to sleep quickly, mom."

"Two chickens are dying. I'll give one to Qiao Dayong, and we'll use this one to make chicken soup tomorrow."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as long as no one was hurt.

Song Ye took off his clothes and lay back on the kang, and soon fell asleep.

The next day, at dawn, my parents got up to boil water and collect the chicken feathers.

Song Ye took advantage of his mother's inattention to roll around on the kang and finally hugged the wife he had been dreaming of.

Yang Xue hadn't woken up yet, so she naturally leaned into his arms, and Song Ye was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.

Song Haixia rolled her eyes and turned her head towards the wall. Her second brother was so shameless. It was simply unbearable to watch!

The sky gradually brightened. Song Ye naturally couldn't do anything out of the ordinary, but after lying for a while with his wife in his arms, he felt that life was wonderful.

When Song Yongtang went out to get some water, he saw someone waiting outside the gate without knocking.

"Comrade, is there anything I can do for you?" Song Yongtang seldom came to Qiangang Village, so naturally he didn't know Qiao Dayong.

Qiao Dayong smiled widely, "Uncle, it was your Song Ye who asked me to come here. He hired me to do some work."

Song Yongtang was stunned. He had never heard of this, but he still opened the door and let Qiao Dayong in.

Song Yongtang went back to the house and asked Song Ye, "Son, someone outside told you to ask him to come and do some work. What kind of work do we have to do?"

Song Ye took out the watch next to the pillow, and when he looked at the time, he covered his face with his hands. It was not even 7 o'clock yet. This guy was too dedicated!

But since he was already here, he couldn't stand him up. Song Ye put on his clothes reluctantly and went to the yard.

"Good morning, Brother Song!" Qiao Dayong was very excited and eager to start the work.

"Brother Qiao, it's too early. Just come at 9 o'clock tomorrow."

"Oh, okay! I'll remember it!" Qiao Dayong nodded, "Brother Song, what should I do today?"

"Wait a moment!" Song Ye walked into the warehouse and bought a ten-square-meter vegetable greenhouse that was easiest to install in the points mall.

He came out with a construction drawing and said, "Brother Qiao, I plan to build a vegetable greenhouse in the backyard. It's very simple, just like connecting pipes together like playing with building blocks. Take a look at this drawing, can you understand it?"

Qiao Dayong was not well educated, but fortunately he was smart and he learned what Song Ye taught him after just a few times.

The two of them tinkered in the backyard for the entire morning, measuring the length and width and marking them. All that was left was to put it together bit by bit, and Qiao Dayong could do it all by himself.

After Song Ye finished all this, he went back to the house, washed his hands and ate. The big fat chicken was stewed in a full pot of soup, and everyone could get two large bowls.

Except for Yang Xue who felt a little nauseous, everyone else thought it was very delicious.

Song Ye filled a large bowl of chicken soup and took two large steamed buns made of three-grain flour and brought them to Qiao Dayong.

If he hadn't refused to enter the house, Song Ye would have invited him to have dinner together.

"Second brother, what are you doing in the backyard?" Song Yongtang finally asked this question.

Song Ye put down his chopsticks and said solemnly, "My friend brought a lot of fruits, but the shipping cost from the south is too expensive. I will try to grow them locally. If I succeed, our family will be rich in the future!"

Song Yongtang frowned, "Can it be done?"

Song Ye shrugged, "Let's give it a try. It only costs a little labor. Brother Qiao is a very honest person and works very hard."

Song Yongtang nodded. He also realized that the young man was diligent and sensible. He waited at the door in the morning, and did not knock on the door for fear of disturbing the owner's sleep. He also did not enter the house after entering the yard.

"Then don't treat them unfairly." Song Yongtang warned.

Song Ye nodded, "I know, Dad, I know what's going on!"

Song Ye never treats his people unfairly. As long as Qiao Dayong works hard and doesn't cheat, his future will be limitless!