Inside the Song Family Hall.

After Xiao 13 left, Song Qingyuan, Zhou, Ye, Shilang and others looked at each other.

"Whew!" Zhou let out a long sigh of relief.

A pair of arms hugged Song Qingyuan tightly, strangling Song Qingyuan to pain.

Song Qingyuan didn't say a word.

She knew that Zhou was frightened and afraid of losing her.

"Milk, I'm here!" Song Qingyuan hugged Zhou.

"It's good to be here! It's good to be there! Zhou gently patted Song Qingyuan's back and sighed deeply, "These big people are really scary, they slap the table at every turn......

The name of Jin Yiwei is not uncommon in the Song family.

The old man Song is entrusted with the blessing of Jinyiwei, but the real Zhou is the first time to see it.

The fright is not light!

"Yuan'er, let's ...... in the future," Zhou shook his head, "If you can stay away from these people, stay away from these people...... This is not someone we can provoke. ”

Zhou sighed for a while, just now, it really scared her half of her life, for fear that Song Qingyuan would provoke someone and suffer a disaster.

"Yuan'er ......" Zhou grabbed Song Qingyuan's hand, and looked into Song Qingyuan's heart with a pair of eyes, "Our family doesn't go to Bona to be rich, and the milk only asks for a family, and it will be safe." ”

Zhou's hands are full of strength and persistence.

"Good!" Song Qingyuan nodded heavily.

Peace is a blessing!

Her wealth does not need to be Bo, she will create it herself.

............

After Xiao 13 left, Zhou called Ye to help her, and she personally came to make the three duvets.

Ye touched the gold-edged embroidered fabric, and his eyes were shocked.

She couldn't tell what kind of fabric it was, but she could touch it, and the fabric was good or bad.

Yip washed his hands and washed them.

I was afraid that my rough hands would damage such a valuable fabric.

Ye grabbed the duck down and opened it little by little.

Zhou looked at it with a pair of sharp eyes and warned, "Third daughter-in-law, this matter is rotten in my heart today, don't spread it!" ”

Ye Shi raised his head, "Mother, I know!" ”

"Hmm!" Zhou's expression softened.

She knew that Ye was not the talker.

Thinking of it, today's Ye's performance and Zhou's attitude are a little better.

Although the Ye family did not give birth to a grandson to the Song family, there is no doubt about her filial piety.

"Hey......" Zhou sighed lowly.

If you have a little grandson, it will be perfect.

............

Following.

After Zhou's duvet was finished, Song Qingyuan personally handed it over to Xiao Shisan.

"Thirteenth master, the duvet is finished......"

Touching the smooth, soft, and fabric, Song Qingyuan didn't have to guess to know that this was definitely not for ordinary people.

However, Jingguan, just take out one, for them ordinary people, they are not ordinary people.

Song Qingyuan couldn't hold back his curiosity and didn't ask.

Xiao Shisan looked at the tightly wrapped duvet and was satisfied, "Hard work!" ”

"That's right!" Xiao Shisanyi patted his head, "I heard that your lord has been promoted, and my lord wants me to tell you, congratulations!" ”

"Thank you!" Song Qingyuan replied reservedly.

Not in words.

Xiao Shisan was surprised, isn't this girl looking for a backer?

Why is this so cold?

Xiao Shisan snorted secretly, this is a grudge against him!

Complaining about him, after scaring her relatives?

Scold! A girl with a small belly and chicken intestines!

"Gone!" Xiao 13 waved his hand, hugged the duvet, and strode away.

Looking at the back of the galloping horse, Song Qingyuan silently closed the door of the Song family.

"Sister!"

As soon as he looked up, a pair of thief's eyes looked out through the gap.

Song Qingyuan was startled and knocked hard together, "You walk, don't make a sound!" ”

Shiro rubbed the door of his head that was knocked on, and smiled, "Sister, the one that person was wearing just now is so beautiful!" ”

"Majestic, you can also make me a ......"

Shiro straightened his waist, held his hands at his side, and followed Xiao Thirteen's example.

Flying fish suits?

Song Qingyuan was angry, "That dress can only be worn by an official, study hard!" When you get into the fame, you can wear it......"

Song Qingyuan turned his head and smiled, "In order to put on that dress as soon as possible, you can add ten big characters today......"

"Ah......h

Shiro twitched his face, wanting to cry without tears.

He's not wearing it, okay?

..........

On the twelfth day of the first month, the day of the beginning of spring, it is also known as spring.

The folk also have the custom of beating spring, which is to "whip the spring cattle" to "urge farming." ”

It means that spring is coming, everything is recovering, and it is time to start working.

On this day, Ye's baked spring cakes.

Song Qingyuan used the small roast duck oven built at home to roast two ducks.

Eat it with spring cakes.

Thin cakes, rolled with shredded potatoes and topped with two slices of duck meat, Shiro ate with relish.

"Sister, this is so delicious, can we eat it tomorrow?" Shiro looked at Song Qingyuan expectantly.

"Okay!" Song Qingyuan agreed.

Shiro just raised a smile.

Song Qingyuan continued, "Today next year, let's still eat!" ”

"Ah......h

The fat face was full of grievances.

Song Qingyuan pinched it fiercely, "If you take down the "Thousand Character Text", I will give it to you!" ”

"Eat three meals!" Song Qingyuan tempted.

Shiro scratched his head and fell into deep thought.

Between eating and reading, how does he choose?

"Sister......" Shiro narrowed his eyes, "It's not easy for you to make money, I can't always eat big fish and meat, I lose weight, so I won't eat it first......"

Belch......

Song Qingyuan was speechless.

"Is it so difficult to memorize a "Thousand Character Text"?" Song Qingyuan looked at Shiro helplessly, "Feng Qijun even knows the sentences in the Analects, but you, the fourth uncle, don't even know the "Thousand Character Text", aren't you ashamed?" ”

Shiro pouted, "Who wants to compare with him, he doesn't know how to make brain teasers!" ”

"Stinky boy!" Song Qingyuan shook his head and smiled.

............

Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives!

As soon as Song Qingyuan and Shiro mentioned Feng Qijun, Feng Qijun arrived at Song's house.

"Why are you here?" Zhou hurriedly greeted him.

While instructing, "The third daughter-in-law, go to the old house and call the eldest daughter-in-law back......

After the sixth day of the first lunar month, large and small shops in the town and county opened one after another, and the Song family's toy workshop and needlework workshop also resumed work.

At this moment, Sun is next door, making ready-to-wear and duvets with the hired workers.

As soon as he spoke, Sun returned.

The Song family went to the room.

Sun looked at Song Qinglian, whose face was pale, and said in his heart, "Oh! "Once.

What's going on?

Thinking so, Zhou's side had already asked, "Lian'er, what's wrong?" ”

Song Qinglian didn't speak.

Feng Xiaolian arched his hand and bowed deeply to Zhou, "The child was stubborn and accidentally exposed the building blocks, so that he was plagiarized." ”

"Filial piety is here, to make amends to my grandmother and mother!"

"Please forgive the third sister!" Feng Xiaolian looked at Song Qingyuan.

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, the subordinate behind him put a bunch of apologies on the table.

"This is an apology, please accept it from the third sister!"