"Yue'er, you cheated me again!"

Song Wanyue was having a leisurely meal, ignoring Song Sanxiao's wailing at all.

"Dragon, go, take out the wine from his room and pour it back into the jar. Look at him and don't let him drink a drop of it."

Song San's howls even more powerfully. He hasn't even touched such a good wine in one sip.

Song Shu didn't care about him, got up and went to his house to take out the wine, poured it into the wine jar, and then moved it to Mr. Song's house.

Song Sanxiao had the desire to die. He looked forward to it every day and every night, and the good wine he had been waiting for for several months was gone.

Grandma Song twisted his ear with a regret, "Remember it for me, and I will try to encourage Yue'er to lie in the future. I will twist your ear off."

Song Sanxiao didn't even make any excuses. She lay on the table with no hope, staring at Song Wanyue angrily.

Song Wanyue replied with a bright smile, and Song Sanxiao almost squirted out an old blood.

...

The next day

After breakfast, everyone in the Song family except Song Sanxiao went downstairs.

It was the autumn harvest time, and people in the fields of every family were greeted. When they saw them walking down the road, they greeted each other.

Mr. Song and Grandma Song responded all the way, and arrived at their own fields. They were preparing to work. Villagers came one after another and wanted to help with the work, but even the village chief came.

Mr. Song was frightened and took him aside, "Village Chief, don't scare me. Now everyone is busy. Please let them go back."

"It's not that it's rushing to collect it. It doesn't matter much if it's early or late. But your family should collect it quickly. After collecting it, they will go back and wait for the people who are reporting the good news."

Mr. Song bowed in a hurry, "Village Chief, it's really not necessary. You see, we have so many people in our family, and these acres of land can be collected in a few days."

"A few days are too long. You must collect all the crops in your family within two days. Otherwise, when the person who announces the good news comes, you will have no time."

"Why don't we..."

"You know what, I have heard that as long as the person who reported the good news comes, the rich people from all over the country will come to visit after receiving the news. It is said that the county magistrate will come here in person. Then you will only deal with them, so where can you get the time to harvest crops?"

"No, no?"

"Why can't it be? Don't talk so much, hurry up, harvesting crops is important."

"village head……"

What else did Mr. Song say? He saw a carriage coming from afar. Several ox carts followed behind the carriage. Several young and strong servants were sitting on each carriage with farm tools in his hands. Song Sanxiao was sitting on the front board of the carriage and directing the coachman to come here.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing him stunned, the village chief looked at him in his eyes and was also stunned for a moment, "This is..."

The carriage had stopped far away. Xiao Si stepped forward and carefully helped Song San down first, then opened the curtain, and Gu Yi jumped down.

A long way away, he saw Song Wanyue and waved to her happily, "Little girl, I've brought someone to help!"

"Young Master Gu!"

The village chief looked at Mr. Song in surprise, "He is...?"

Mr. Song didn't know how to explain.

Song Lin quickly walked over.

Gu Yi led the people here.

"Uncle, my father said that your legs are so nimble and you can't do heavy work. I'll bring someone to help."

Everyone has come, and it is not appropriate to chase it back, and Song Lin is not pretentious, "Okay, I'll take the people over, the ground is dirty, so don't go there."

"fine."

Gu Yi didn't care at all, "I haven't seen my aunt for a long time, so I went over to say hello to her."

Song Lin,...

More than a dozen servants entered the field with brand new farm tools. The villagers who came to help retreated one after another and looked at the village chief at the same time.

Yesterday, the village chief went to find them and asked them to put their work out first to help the Song family collect it. Everyone was so eager that they agreed without saying a word. They thought they could make a good decision in front of the Song family today, and after Song Sikao passed the imperial examination, they could put the fields in his name. But there were so many people coming to the Gu family at once, and they still helped to collect it.

"I said Song Gui, you are not kind."

The village chief squinted his eyes and saw Gu Yi greeting the Song family. Grandpa and grandparents, uncle and aunt shouted intimately, so he guessed that the marriage between the two families should have been done.

"Village Chief, I..."

The village chief waved his hand, "It's good that way. With their help, you can take all your corn back home in one day."

After saying that, he greeted the villagers who were stunned, "Why are you still standing there? Work!"

Everyone immediately took action, breaking corn and shaving straw. The Song family was idle and had nothing to do.

"Boss, second brother, you drove the ox cart to the next village and bought ten kilograms of meat and vegetables. Si'er and Shen'er, you and your grandfather stayed in the field. Boss, second brother's wife, you two, take Yue'er and Young Master Gu home to boil water."

After a little stunned, Grandma Song gave orders in an orderly manner.

Everyone walked out of the ground.

When they walked away, the village chief pulled Mr. Song aside, "I said, Song Gui, you are a family now. You can find an opportunity to help and let the people from our village go to Mr. Gu's house to work."

"this……"

"Don't stop here and there, this matter will be yours. Don't worry, as long as Mr. Gu hires people, I will definitely pick the most capable person in the village."

...

After Grandma Song took a few people home, she asked Song Wanyue to boil water, and asked Xu and Li Cuilan to mix noodles. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law baked dozens of big cakes, and sent them to the field with the water. She asked the people who were working very enthusiastically to stop and eat and drink.

In the distance, Song Ming stood on his own ground and spitted at this side: Isn’t it just to flatter the Gu family? What’s so great about it? Look at the faces of the villagers, especially the village chief, they almost licked Gu Yi’s butt.

In a blink of an eye, he saw his wife and started to curse with displeasure, "I have been in trouble for eight lifetimes after buying you. I can't work or have children. I'm also giving birth to a daughter. Look at the daughter who has been with the Gu family, and then look at you, giving birth to two things that have lost money."

Song Ming's wife ignored her and pulled Erya in front of her, and continued to do her own work silently.

"Shengmenxing!"

Song Ming cursed and threw away the farm tools in his hand and lay down on the straw.

In just one day, all the corn in the field was transported back to home. On the second day, the straw was completely washed out, on the third day, the fourth day, the ground was completely turned over, and on the fifth day, the wheat was planted.

And on this day, a team of yamen runners sang the gong and entered the Song family.

There was only Song Sanxiao at home at home. He was lying on the bed thinking about how he could steal some wine from Mr. Song's house.

Hearing the sound of the gong, he sat up suddenly, jumped off the bed shoes and ran outside without wearing them.
Chapter completed!