Let's say that after Song Chongjin came out of the restaurant, he touched the money he had just sold in his pocket, walked to the medicine hall in the town and grabbed a few medicines.

There are only a dozen big bucks left.

There is no way, his mother Song is weak, and it is said that she was not very good when she gave birth to him, so many years, she relied on medicine to hang her life.

Everything else in this medicine is okay, except for ginseng, which is the most expensive, and good ginseng is not available at all in the small town of Shiqiao, and it is already good to be able to get together a few ginseng whiskers for several years.

That's it, all of them have been drained.

He also thought about going into the mountains, if he was lucky, he could find a ginseng tree that was not a hundred years, but a few decades, and that mother's body might be able to get better.

Maybe it's his bad luck, where is this good medicinal material so easy to be encountered, ginseng was not picked, but he has practiced a hunting skill, every time he enters the mountain, he has never been empty, and he can hunt some game, but he can also supplement the family.

Looking at the remaining dozen or so big money, Song Chongjin didn't move his brows, and went to buy some salt, and there was not much money left in his hand.

From the time he got up in the morning until now, he had not touched his teeth, and the adult man consumed a lot, and at this moment he could hear his belly beating like a drum.

Looking at the food stall on the corner of the street, Song Chongjin hesitated, strode over, bought two Erhe noodle buns, and ate in three or two.

The owner of the steamed bun seller also provided clean well water, and he drank several bowls in one go, and finally his stomach was not so uncomfortable.

Looking at the sky, it was not early, and it would be meaningless for him to delay any longer.

He is not an ordinary villager, he dares to walk dozens of miles of mountain roads only when he is together, he is used to being alone in the mountains on weekdays, so he is naturally not afraid.

What's more, he is also worried about the sick and weak old lady in the family, today because of Wang Yongzhu's matter, he will be delayed for some time, and no matter how late it is, I am afraid that the old lady in the family will be worried.

I will rush home with my feet plucked.

When I turned around, I was faced by the façade of a bookstore.

His eyes couldn't help but dim a little, something rolled in the depths of his pupils, and after hesitating, Song Chongjin seemed to have made up his mind, tidied up his clothes, and then walked into the bookstore.

After a long time, he walked out of the bookstore, although his expression was still calm, but there was excitement in his eyes that could not be concealed.

This delay is later than returning home in the past.

Hurried all the way, halfway back, I caught up with the villagers who also returned to Qilidun, and you could see from a distance that everyone surrounded Wang Yongzhu and Zhang Pozi in the middle, and a few words could vaguely float: "...... Blessed...... Mushroom...... Teach us ......" and things like that.

Song Chongjin couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, thinking about it, everyone knew about the Wang family's sale of yellow pine mushrooms.

recalled Wang Yongzhu's performance in the restaurant, he never knew, he only knew that Wang Yongzhu, who was obsessed with himself, still had such a side.

He thought he could help, but he didn't expect that with Wang Yongzhu's performance, even if he didn't have himself, he would be able to sell the yellow pine mushroom smoothly, right?

Especially when he just hinted simply, Wang Yongzhu was able to understand what he meant quickly, and he cooperated quite tacitly.

Even the shopkeeper Wu saw it, and when he finally gave the money, he joked that it was to see his face.

Thinking of this, Song Chongjin's heart jumped, and his legs and feet slowed down involuntarily.

Not far away, they followed the crowd until the entrance of the village, and saw the children of the Wang family cheering up to greet them.

Everyone scattered and went home, and then he lowered his eyes and buried his head and walked home.

Song Chongjin's home, on the periphery of Qilidun, is very remote, not far from the foot of the mountain, and there are no people nearby, a few lonely thatched houses.

In Qilidun, there are several big surnames, the Wang family, the Song family, and the Li family.

Except for these three families, other surnames are not as powerful as these three families.

Among these three, especially the Wang family has the most men and the most powerful, followed by the Song and Li families.

It stands to reason that Song Chongjin is also a member of the Song family, so he will not be assigned to such a homestead in such a remote location, which is located on the periphery, not far from the foot of the mountain, although in recent years there have been no fierce beasts coming down the mountain to harass the village.

But after all, it is far away from the center of the village, and there are no neighbors around, so no one knows anything if anything happens.

When he was assigned to this position, Song Chongjin's mother, Song Chunhua, once asked him to go to the patriarch and ask for a position closer to his mother's house.

It is said that Song Chunhua and the patriarch are also close, and the patriarch is Song Chunhua's cousin, so close relatives, it is natural to divide a better location.

Song Chongjin is not good at telling his mother, who is weak by nature, has soft ears, and doesn't understand anything, that it is the patriarch's intention to divide their mother and son here.

Why bother to beg for favors?

Fortunately, although Song's mother has soft ears and doesn't know the world, she also has a benefit, her son is the master, so she won't say anything.

Song Chongjin is actually satisfied with this arrangement, he is far away from Song's mother's maiden home and his grandfather's house, and his mother's ears are also quieter.

Lest those relatives come to the door all day long and say some insinuations, Song's mother is already sentimental and soft-natured, and she doesn't know how to refute what she says, she will only hide and cry for decades.

Others say that the mother is strong, but Song Chunhua has been so soft all her life, she listened to her father and mother when she was a girl, and later became a slave and listened to the master's family, and later, when she had a son, she listened to her son, and she didn't have any idea of her own.

Song Chongjin walked outside the courtyard when he heard the familiar loud voice inside, and frowned in disgust.

"I said, old sister, why are you so useless, just let Chongjin's child withdraw from the marriage? It's all said, this kind of thing is getting married, you must listen to you, the mother, you are good, such a good family matter, you actually let Chongjin's child be dismissed ignorantly? In the future, where do you go to find such a good place to go? It's not that I'm saying you, old girl, at this time you should put out the money to be a mother, how can you listen to Chongjin in everything-"

"Second sister, but Chongjin doesn't agree, and I can't do it-" This cowardly defense voice is Mother Song, who is weak and short of breath when she hears it, and she is suppressed to death.

"Phew! He crawled out of your intestines, if you dare not listen, you will whip him with a big-eared scraper, and if you don't listen, you will go to the patriarch to accuse him of disobedience, and see if he listens? You have such a soft temperament, you can't even hold your own son, if you marry a powerful daughter-in-law in the future, what do I think you will do? ”

"Second sister, Chongjin is very filial to me, I ...... I can't sue him......"

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When Song Chongjin heard this, his eyebrows jumped, and he pushed the door open.

In the hall, Song Chunhua and her second sister Song Chunye were sitting opposite each other, Song Chunhua was sitting like an angry little daughter-in-law, and Song Chunye was sitting on the top with a big golden knife, drinking tea and sipping melon seeds.

There were already melon seed shells on the ground around him, and there were still two pieces on his lips.

Seeing Song Chongjin enter the house, Song Chunye's voice stopped abruptly, and he smiled unnaturally: "Chongjin is back, he sold a lot of money in the market today, right?" Oh, what a filial child, I grabbed tonic for your mother again, did you buy anything else? ”