C5

Soong Xijiao held the heavy money happily, Chestnut on the table watched her count the money, said admiringly: "Mother, I have never seen so much money."

"Good girl, Xijiao patted his head. As long as we work hard in the future, we will have even more money. We can also live a better life."

"En!" Shed smiled sweetly.

She then began to distribute the money she had earned today. Two pieces of money was used to buy seasonings, two pieces of money was used to buy materials to repair the house, and two pieces of money was used to cut half a kilogram of pork.

Shed was small and thin, so it was easy to tell he was malnourished. But since he followed her, he should have meat to eat.

As for the rest of the money, she thought for a while, then handed them to Zhong Chun and said, "Find a place to hide them. If you encounter an emergency, you can also use them to respond to emergencies."

After splitting up the money, Xijiao's mood was light. She patted Shed's head and asked, "What else do you want? "When we earn more money in the future, mother will buy it for you."

Hearing this, a flash of light passed through his eyes but he still shook his head. He knew that the situation in his house was not that much of a burden.

However, Xijiao didn't let go of the small hope in his eyes and continued to ask again and again.

She hesitated for a long time before she finally opened her mouth. He whispered, "I, I want to study."

"Reading is good, it's a good thing that you can broaden your horizons."

She did not expect that Shed would love to study so much, so she complimented him first. However, when she heard he was going to school, Zhong Chun's face darkened and he lightly sighed.

She was even more confused and asked doubtfully, "Isn't reading good? Isn't that a good thing? "

Only noble children had the right to read and write. Children like them, who came from a hundred different families, could only grow up blandly. As hunters or farmers, they could not afford to go to the academy.

Seeing that his mother and father had serious expressions, he quickly corrected himself and said, "I was just casually saying that mother and father must not take it to heart. Even if you don't want to study, it doesn't matter."

Xijiao's eyes reddened. She did not expect Shed to be so sensible. She squatted down and stroked his head. "Mother will definitely send you to school," she told him. Rest assured, I will definitely think of a way. "

After they sent away the chestnuts, the two fell into silence in a room.

"What do you plan on doing to send her to the academy?" Zhong Chun asked first.

"I don't know," she answered frankly, "but I can think of a way, when the time comes, there will be a way, there will always be a way."

The next day, in the morning.

The bleak autumn wind blew into the house through a hole in the wall, disturbing Xijiao's sweet dreams. She reluctantly opened her eyes, stretched, and sat up.

Zhong Chun had already started to get busy in the yard. Seeing that Soong Xijiao had woken up, he nodded to her honestly and said, "The money you gave me yesterday has been changed. I'll go cook here after I'm done."

"Yes." Xijiao looked at him with a gratified expression. During breakfast, she told Zhong Chun about her plans.

He had originally thought that it would be better to set up a clay stove outside since he had nothing to do today. The kitchen inside could be used, but it was old and worn out. It really affected his appetite. However, although Zhong Chun had never seen an earth stove before, he knew that it was going to be difficult so he could only warn her to be careful. If she couldn't do it, then we can do it when he gets back from the mountain.

"Are you going up the mountain again?" Soong Xijiao glanced at Zhong Chun. She didn't know why she knew he was going to leave, but her heart felt a little empty.

He reached out his big hand to rub her head, and unconsciously added a bit of a doting tone to his words, "Of course I have to go into the mountains, otherwise, how can I sell Bamboo Rat meat in the future? Furthermore, the weather is getting colder and colder, I still have to wait until it's time to buy more things before it snows. "The winter is the hardest for hunters to live through, relying on the mountains to eat."

"Alright, I understand." Xijiao responded with a faint sound, but she still felt as if a part of her heart was missing.

Shed stared at his mother with wide eyes as he sarcastically said, "Mother, father is gone but you still can't bear to part with him. Your tears are about to fall."

She did not know whether to laugh or cry as she threw a towel to Shed and gave him a task. "Go outside and dig some soft soil. I want to set up a stove here. From now on, we will cook outside."

Although he did not know what the stove was, he still nodded his head seriously and ran out with the shovel. When she had gone, she first tidied up the abandoned yard, tidying everything up, and then she gathered up the soil that had been picked out by Chestnut and carried it out to the yard. chestnut

Although she was young, she could do things very reliably. Once she had cleaned up the pavilion and the kitchen, it was a huge task. After a few rounds of hard work, her forehead was covered in sweat.

Just as Xijiao was piling up the soil she had dug up from the chestnuts in the yard, ready to start work. At this time, a man's arrogant voice came from the outside. She stood up and saw a man who reeked of alcohol walk in unsteadily, burping as he walked. Shed was so scared that he hid behind her and she instinctively took a step back.

Uncle, Shed said quietly. Only then did she remember that the original owner of this body was a brother of the same father and mother named Soong Yuanhan.

When Soong Yuanhan was still young master Soong Family, he drank everyday, and got infected with the habit of being addicted to gambling. It was precisely because of this, in addition to the instigation of the second house, that old master chased him out of the house. He thought that he would restrain himself a bit, but he did not expect that it would become even more severe. Soong Xijiao couldn't help but feel angry at the thought of this. The original owner had suffered for so many lifetimes and even had the misfortune to meet such an elder brother.

This was not the most outrageous. The original owner's house was about to fall into disarray, and as the older brother, he would come to her every time he got drunk to ask for money. Every time, the original owner would try his best to persuade him to abstain from drinking and gambling while doing a small business. However, he would always put his left ear in and his right ear out of consideration.

Xijiao glanced at him unwillingly, but ignored him. She rubbed her chestnut's head and squatted down, instructing him on how to make the earth stove. "Use you to make a circle first, then pile it up. Remember to make a few holes below, otherwise you won't be able to breathe unless you start a fire."

But clearly, she was distracted and her face was pale. She didn't know if she heard what she just said or not. He tugged on her sleeve and looked at Soong Yuanhan, who was still standing in the yard. He lowered his voice and reminded his mother, "Uncle is still here."