C137 How to make money

When Madame Song came back from climbing the mountain, her eyes were red and her voice hoarse. It was obvious that she had cried.

Mian Niang watched her walk past her window, her heart aching to the point of numbness.

What else could he do? In this house, in front of his mother, he had become a completely invisible person.

hyposome would come to the house every day to see her, but the look in the child's eyes made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

He did not understand anything, not a single thing. When he talked about the events of that day, he only spoke of hatred towards the people of the Mei Family, his reverence towards the person who sent them back, and his shallow impression of the Prince Rong. For the first time, he understood that the people of the world did not have dignity and power.

Speaking of Jiang Ting killing the wolves, the little child's eyes were filled with passion and worship. He felt that if he had the ability, he would not let the Sis A be bullied anymore and he would be able to go and take revenge on the Mei Family.

Mian Niang looked at his little brother who was talking casually in a daze. If one day his younger brother found out that everything that happened in the family was all because of her, would he be like his mother and hate her?

Mian Niang lived in self-loathing everyday, lying on the brick bed and recuperating from her injuries for half a month.

A Yun was extremely anxious.

However, he was at his wit's end. He had said what he needed to say and advised those who needed to be persuaded about it. However, he felt that his advice was wrong. What he said was wrong. In short, everything was wrong.

After recovering from his injuries, Mian Niang started to work on the peeling of the corn, cutting the corn stalks, beating the beans and the grain.

She wasn't very good at these kinds of tasks, so she naturally didn't do them very well. However, getting up early in the morning to get greedy for the dark made her quite effective. The other party had already helped to keep the things in their family, and that was enough. In the end, they did not have to rely on themselves, how could they rely on others everywhere, not to mention that their family was unable to help others, and would only be a burden to others.

A Yun told her mother about the worries in his heart. A Yunniang sighed: "She has too many problems in her heart, and won't be able to solve them in a short period of time. This kind of thing, isn't something that can be convinced easily.

He could only wait for her to think it through herself. However, seeing Mian Niang like this, A Yunniang let out a long sigh.

Not to mention that there was also Madame Song Li watching her every day at home.

He couldn't seem to continue like this either.

A Yunniang racked his brains to think of a way to help Mian Niang escape from this predicament.

Slowly, the beans were finished and put into the bag, and the corn into the barn.

She did not expect that without Wu Niang in the middle to help her, the price for the embroidery would be so much higher than before. And this, was the result of the goods being sold at a lower price. Although it was not a lot, it was enough to let Madame Song understand that Wu Niang had deducted a sum of money from this place.

Now that the young man had pushed the price down, how much money would he have if he hadn't already!

It was just that Wu Niang had already done something that was a hundred times more excessive than that, and that this matter had merely caused the Song Family to remember her, say how disappointed she was, but if it wasn't too strong, when they thought about what Wu Niang had done, they would feel that it was all within reason.

There was nothing to be disappointed or angry about anymore.

Once all the food in the house was in place, Mian Niang went to the fields to cut some hay. In the summer, there was no preparation, and the donkey would have to eat a lot of grass in the winter. Compared to beating beans and grain, this job was a lot easier.

However, Mian Niang did not care, she did not cry out that she was tired, and went back to get some grass, so she had to cook, feed the chickens, and carry the water. Everything was exactly the same as when she was at Mei Family Village.

After all, his family had to take care of his real family.

The firewood at home was not enough for the winter, and the dry grass had been prepared. Mian Niang had to go up the mountain to pick firewood for the winter.

As long as the tree leaves and branches could be burned, they had to be taken back.

The weather was cold, and everything in my mother's room was already on fire. Otherwise, my mother's leg would have gotten sick again.

Since Abba and Ah Ge aren't here, she should take better care of them.

It was just that Mian Niang did not enter Madame Song's house, as she was the one who took care of Mother's meals and living.

Since his mother wanted her to be invisible, there was no need for him to add insult to injury to injury.

However, she couldn't hold back when she went to collect firewood. She ran to her father's grave and cried bitterly, but she didn't say what she wanted to say. She didn't have the face to tell her father about those matters.

Since it was snowing, he couldn't pick up firewood anymore. It was hard to walk on the mountain path, and the sky had also turned cold.

However, life would never be peaceful.

The tax collectors above came down to collect the tax. They would not think about which family had died, and which family had been struck by bad luck, so they would collect less.

A quarter of the grain in the warehouse had been taken away.

He still had to leave some seeds for next year, and the remaining grains were barely enough for a year's worth of food.

In the past, things had been so difficult for Ah'Bao. Now, without Ah'Bao and Ah'Bao supporting her, it was unknown where Ah'Niang's soup money had come from.

Embroidery was not a long thing to do, and it was not always done by the merchant. Gradually, his embroidery was given to a friendly widow in the village. The Song Family would not be able to receive it.

Mian Niang didn't have much time to think before deciding to start cooking.

Ever since the tofu hyacinth left, the tofu leaf who was making tofu did not appear. There was only one family named Liu who made tofu for sale every day.

However, his tofu was very rough, so no one really liked it.

Mian Niang calculated in her heart. She was already used to making tofu, and was already used to selling tofu. Her tofu was not bad, but it should still be easy to sell.

The bean curd bean milk can replace the rice porridge for breakfast, and the bean curd can be fed to the chicken instead of the corn.

The tofu skin was meticulously dried. If the tofu skin was dried, it could be eaten by one's own hands or sold by someone else. (TL: OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG

The key was not to collect taxes, which was better than farming. Otherwise, the tofu hyacinth would not rely on tofu to produce an Elementary Scholar, and his family life would not be so bad.

Do what you want, but it's not easy to prepare these things.

tofu plate s needed to do it, they needed to have a millstone, they also needed to make their own tofu bundles, and they needed to buy filter cloths in town. All of these things couldn't be done just by themselves without making a sound.

There were things in the barn, and the shack next to it was a donkey shack. Logically speaking, the room that he lived in should be the most suitable. He didn't have much of a kang, he just needed to clean up.

However, these things still needed to be discussed with his mother.

I need my mother to nod.

After a day of vexation, he finally arrived at the entrance of the main building and didn't enter. Separated by a door and a window, he explained the matter to Madame Song.

After saying this, Madame Song and Li did not say anything. After a long while, they sneered: "You are relying on what you learned in their family to earn money?"

She hadn't spoken to her daughter for many days, and she didn't think that the very first words she would say would be for such a thing.

Mian Niang's heart skipped a beat. That's right, she had married herself, besides having a bad reputation and losing her innocence, she had done everything she had, and now, she was actually relying on this to earn money to support her family.

Shame?

Humble?

Shame!

Humble!

But what could he do? Nothing was more important than to live, and it was the family that lived well.

To make money, for mother to take medicine, younger brother to read, to save the book for Ah Ge. All these added up together, the bit of shame and desecration seemed insignificant.

"Forget it, you can go and find the Minister. You can't do these things by yourself."

Hearing Madame Song Li's words, Mian Niang nodded his head. Realizing that her mother could not see it, she quickly responded with an "En".

However, he was stopped by Lady Song Li. "Forget it. I'll go speak. What's with this matter? I always ask you to appear."

There was still disgust in her tone, but in the end she still agreed. Mian Niang could not be bothered about it, so he agreed and went back to his own room.

She sat on the brick bed and thought for a long time. Her expression was a little strange, when Song Zhien left school, she took her youngest son along with her on a walking stick and went to Li Chang Zai's house.

When they saw her enter the courtyard, they were all very surprised. filigree looked at her and their first thought was what had happened at home.

The moment the person entered, the couple calmed down as soon as they heard his words.

As long as nothing happened, everything else was fine.

Hearing that Mian Niang wanted to continue selling tofu, the first thing that came to her mind was that this idea.

"The tofu Mian Niang made is not bad, it is much more delicious than Old Liu's tofu. Even the tofu made back then can't compare to Mian Niang's. Now, if I pick it up and start doing it again, it should not be wrong. "

Compared to farming, Li Chang was more optimistic about this.

In the beginning of spring, as a weak girl, Mian Niang farming would become a big problem. If no one was around to help, plowing the ground and planting the seeds would be a huge problem.

Everyone could do something to help, but no one could continue to do it.

With these problems in front of them, tofu was the best way to earn a living.

"When I remembered that she had learnt these things in Mei Family Village, I felt uncomfortable in my heart."

Madame Song had never told anyone else before, she could not sleep and gritted her teeth in anger, but there was nothing she could do about it. The other party had his back against the Prince Rong, and when Song Zhien went last time, he almost threw Mian Niang's life there, it was enough for people to clearly see the situation before their eyes.

"Rather than that, I am more worried that Mian Niang will suffer if she goes out to sell tofu."

The filigree who was sitting at the side suddenly spoke: "It's different from before, because of being abandoned, he doesn't even like his own mother, not to mention those outsiders who don't know the appearance of the True River Crab!"