After Song He returned, he told Lian Xiang about getting up early the next day, and then they both went to bed quickly.
Lian Xiang fell asleep very quickly.
Song He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
He was thinking about what his mother said. He was now a substitute teacher in a private school, and his was the lowest level of private school teachers. He has no salary. At the end of the year, he would be given food and a subsidy of three yuan per month.
If he wants to get ahead, he has to become a public school teacher.
After transferring to a public school, teachers can move up to become the leader of the teaching and research group, then the director of the teaching department, or even the principal...
Song He was desperate.
These are simply huge mountains.
Song He fell asleep while thinking.
Song Liang wanted to fulfill his daughter Xiao Nuan's wish to become a rich second-generation.
But, it feels like a long way ahead.
His family has no savings, his wife doesn't have a penny, but his mother seems to have more than 20 yuan, which she says is for her father's coffin money. Who dares to touch it?
The main reason is that he doesn't know how to do business.
Oh, never mind for now, let's finish digging the shepherd's purse first.
I thought I wouldn't be able to sleep, but I actually slept very soundly.
As soon as the sky was getting light, the Song family got up.
Song Yu Nuan said last night that she would go with them.
Thinking that Xiao Nuan and A Sheng are the only ones left at home, they feel a little worried.
After all, these are extraordinary times.
Just go.
Song Yu Nuan felt that everything was fine now.
Go to bed early and get up early.
Sleeping is sleeping, and she won't play with her phone before falling asleep.
Even if she gets up at four o'clock, she still feels in good spirits.
She didn't even cook, she just got dressed and set off.
On the way, they met Song He's family of four who were waiting for them.
In rural areas, children as young as six or seven can cut grass for pigs and raise geese.
So, carrying a basket , they went to the river beach located in west of the village under the guidance of Old Song.
Sure enough, there were large patches of shepherd's purse there, some of which had just emerged and some were growing lushly.
The air is so nice in the morning.
Song Yu Nuan had never experienced the joy of picking wild vegetables, but the joy of picking them up for free came unexpectedly.
This is a large area of land with no owner. Whoever digs it will own it. So why are you hesitating? Dig it quickly. You can make money from it.
And it had to be done quickly so that the villagers wouldn't know about it.
So, everyone worked quickly, doing farm work. Compared with digging wild vegetables and farming, it was just like playing house.
This area was soon dug out and the bag was filled with the things brought in.
Old Song washed his hands and said, "Go back quickly. There will be too many people here and it will be hard to explain to everyone one by one."
Song Yu Nuan found that little A Sheng was very capable and the small basket he brought was also filled up.
He dug it out using the wood chips his grandfather made for him.
Song Ting hummed the song "Embroidered Golden Plaque" in her heart.
Xiao Nuan said that in fact you can choose any song for the interview and sing your own specialty, but Xiao Nuan suggested singing Embroidered Golden Plaque.
She listened to Xiao Nuan.
Song Ting looked at Xiao Nuan who was holding A Sheng's hand in front of her, and her eyes felt a little hot. This girl, in the future that Xiao Nuan predicted, she and Xiao Nuan actually depended on each other.
I want to cry!
Song Ting shook her head vigorously, not thinking about the future. Xiao Nuan is not an ordinary girl. With her around, none of this would happen.
Besides, her neice Xiao Nuan is so awesome.
She even dared to sign up for her in the art troupe.
could she really be selected?
Song Ting was still worried.
Fortunately, they didn't meet anyone from the village on the way home.
When they arrived at the village entrance, Song He thought that his wife wanted to take the food back to wash it herself and settle the bill separately.
No matter how you look at it, this is a separation.
Unexpectedly, Lian Xiang disagreed and discussed with Old Lady Song whether they could work together. Later, she would just give them some money.
Old Lady Song looked her second daughter-in-law up and down. Is this another sun rising from the west?
"Aren't you afraid of being at a disadvantage?"
"Mom, we are a family. I will listen to you and I will do whatever you want."
Old Lady Song raised her eyebrows: "Is it okay if I don't give you a penny?"
Lian Xiang clenched her hands and gritted her teeth: "It's okay if you don't give it to me."
Then she pulled Old Lady Song and said affectionately, "Mom, I know you are joking with me. How could you not give me a cent? Even if you don't give me any, you can still buy some candy for Xiaogang and Xiaoru."
Old Mrs. Song snorted.
Didn't say anything else.
The main reason is that her second daughter-in-law is really capable.
Furthermore, the Song family must now unite against external foes and refuse to engage in internal strife.
So, everyone went to Song Liang's house.
They found a place where no one could see them and started picking and washing vegetables. Song Yu Nuan also joined in. Old Mrs. Song felt a little distressed when she saw her eldest granddaughter's white hands. Alas, the Song family had a hard time. No wonder Siqi left without looking back.
Old Mrs. Song asked Song Yu Nuan to go to the kitchen to cook with Song Ting.
There is strength in numbers.
Even Ah Sheng was sitting on a bench picking grass leaves.
The shepherd's purse was washed quickly and put into a wicker basket to drain the water.
But it can't be too dry, otherwise it will look wilted and not fresh.
I estimated that it was about 500 kilograms.
This is the result of the hard work of eleven people from the Song family, big and small, throughout the morning.
Song Yu Nuan saw that several people's hands were red and cracked.
But none of them cared.
It seems that they are quite rough on weekdays.
They made shepherd's purse and egg soup this morning. The shepherd's purse was picked yesterday and it was a little wilted, so they made it into soup.
Song Ting is also a good cook. It is said that she could cook when she was ten years old.
I posted cornmeal and corn tortillas last night.
Song Ting rolled a ball of cornmeal in her hand and stuck it accurately on the iron pan.
It was pasted in a large circle.
Song Yu Nuan found it magical.
"Aunt, you are so awesome."
Song Ting was humming and laughing.
"By the way, aunt, you don't have to go to the farm. Practice another song at home as a backup."
Song Ting's eyes sparkled: "Then what should I sing?"
Song Yu Nuan thought for a moment and said, "My motherland, this is it."
"Okay, this is the one I'm most familiar with. We played it almost every day before the loudspeaker at the brigade broke down."
Song Yu Nuan wondered whether she should repair the loudspeaker at the brigade headquarters.
The two songs sung by my sister-in-law were indeed the ones she was most familiar with.
From a professional point of view, there may be some problems.
But imperfection means there is room for improvement.
The wild vegetables over there are ready, and the food over here is also ready.
Ah Sheng leaned on Song Yunuan's back and showed his sister his clean little hands. Only after Song Yunuan saw that there was no mud under his fingernails did she let him go to eat.
Song Yu Nuan looked at Xiao Gang and Xiao Ru again, and they both raised their hands and laughed.
Old Mrs. Song looked at the children with a smile in her eyes.
Even if the adults encounter an accident, they hope that the little ones can be treated like real brothers and sisters.
Ah, I can't imagine it.
It's realy impossible that they are all gone.
After dinner, Old Mrs. Song went next door.
With a worried look on her face, she pulled Aunt Sun aside to discuss something.
"Sister Li, I've been so worried these past few days. Why am I so unlucky? My eldest son... never mind. Sister, you're very knowledgeable. I want to discuss something with you. Can you help me with some advice?"
The sad-looking Old Lady Song aroused Aunt Sun's sympathy.