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Although Madame Song Li had already made up her mind, she couldn't help but feel indignant.

It was not easy to do needlework in the first month of January. The two ladies took advantage of their free time in the past few days to sit on the brick bed and do slurry cloth to calculate this matter.

"Who should I rent this land to? How much rent should I collect every year? I've thought about these things for a long time, but I still can't think of a specific rule."

Mrs. Song and Li took off all the old clothes that could not be worn at home, and this was the only good point about starching cloth. Mrs. Song and Li took off all the old clothes that could not be worn at home, and this was the only good about beating cloth.

However, Mian Niang was afraid that she would not have the time to do it at that time. Since she could not do the other work at the moment, she might as well use this opportunity to do it.

Madame Song Li put aside the cloth that looked better for making shoes inside shoes, but her hands moved swiftly when she spoke.

Mian Niang took the clothes that she passed to him and spread them line by line on the tofu plate s on the table. The tofu plate s were turned upside down, and were perfectly used to spread this cloth.

The paste should be brushed well, not too thick or too thin, too thin to stick, too thick in the future when easy to hold back needle and thread.

Ever since he was young, he loved to work here. The pieces of torn cloth stuck together into a large square, giving him a sense of accomplishment. Furthermore, this kind of work did not seem to be tiring, as if he was playing around with it.

The mother and daughter had a tacit understanding with each other. Not long later, a third layer of cloth was made, and the tofu plate was placed on the brick bed in the room to slowly dry. This cloth was used for making the upper of shoes, and could even be made into four or five layers.

"I've calculated before that we can't give our land to those people with eyes and eyes like the big maha. People in this land must treat it well and not waste grass in the autumn. Otherwise, when spring comes, we'll be blind. The next year's land is hard to get, whether it's planting or renting. "

Mrs. Song and Li did not understand anything else, so they thought that they must know more than their daughter, so they thought more thoroughly.

"This isn't a difficult matter. All these uncles in the village are good farmers and all the people are reliable. We can just find a middleman to guarantee what the conditions and requirements are and write them down clearly in black and white." "Our village has a lot of families with very few people, we can't afford to take them out without worrying."

Madame Song Li did not expect Mian Niang to have such a clear plan in her mind, and for a moment, she did not know what to say.

"You're really …"

"Hmm?" Mian Niang was puzzled as to why her mother said such a thing.

"Tell me, how come you can't tell that the Mei Family had so many schemes?"

tofu hyacinth was so petty, he despised Mehanlin, and he was also worried about that little matter between him and Glistening Fragrance. Wu Niang was so restless.

It can't be nothing.

When Madame Song thought back to it now, she felt that there were flaws everywhere. However, none of the people in her family had been able to see them.

Think of it as a normal family conflict.

Mian Niang shook her head and laughed bitterly: "Mother, how many people are there who are rushing to pass their days?"

Madame Song Li was speechless.

Indeed, when they had married their daughters and married their wives at that time, they had also been thinking about this and hoped that a pair of children would be able to enjoy both their beauty.

"Sigh, it was your father and I who had the wrong idea."

This was the first time she had said such a thing since the marriage was completed.

Mian Niang threw the flat cloth in her hand forward, and laughed while shaking her head: "Why say this, how can it be considered your and My Abba's fault? If it was back then, Mehanlin was the one who read the most books in the entire Ten Li Eight Village, and Wu Niang's appearance was also like that of a Ten Li Eight Village, forget about the Ten Li Eight Village, even in the entire Tongzhou city, it would be hard to find such a good appearance.

These words were an excuse that Lady Song and her husband had always given her. At that time, she really thought that this was the truth, and it filled her guilty conscience that was similar to selling your daughter. But now that she heard this from Mian Niang's mouth, Madame Song felt that it was ironic, and felt that the people who had given her this excuse at the time were actually shameless.

She gradually fell silent.

In the end, how did they convince him to marry his daughter to make them happy?

That tofu hyacinth, which one of the eight villages didn't say she was a powerful being?

At that time, he still had the upper hand due to a bit of helplessness and luck.

Mian Niang glued the cloth to his hand and reached out to catch it, but it was only then that she realized that something was wrong. She turned her head and looked at his mother: "Mother, what's wrong?"

"No, nothing?"

Madame Song Li shook her head to cover it up, and quickly handed the cloth over to her daughter.

Every time they talked about this matter, my mother's mood would not be very good. Mian Niang did not think about it too much and just continued to work quietly.

As they were talking, they heard the sound of hooves at the gate.

He then shouted out from outside the courtyard: "Is this Song Zhixiao's house?"

The mother and daughter exchanged glances. Mian Niang thought of something and immediately threw away the brushes in her hands. Then, she ran out while dragging her shoes.

When he opened the door, he saw two people in official uniform standing in front of the door. The person in the lead looked somewhat familiar.

In that moment, Mian Niang felt that her mind was in a mess. SheShelready guessed what might be going on, but she was afraid that some unforeseen event might occur, so she pretended to be calm and walked over. He bowed deeply: "Greetings, Master and Madam. Reporting to Master Guan, this is indeed Song Zhixiao's home. "

The person at the back said, "We are from the county magistrate court, and this is our main book, Lord Deng."

Mian Niang immediately knelt down and paid her respects.

"I know you, you are Song Zhixiao's bitter sister, the woman who was let go by the Mei Family, right?"

That Deng Main Book has a good memory.

Mian Niang hurriedly agreed.

"Get up. It's the new year so I'm here to deliver a letter to your family. Let's go in and drink some hot tea." Deng Main Book revealed a smile, as if he was friendly with him.

Mian Niang immediately replied, she stood up and welcomed them into the courtyard.

Madame Song Li stepped down from the bed and put on her shoes. At this time, she had just walked to the door, and just as she walked out, she saw Mian Niang welcoming her into the house. She knew what to do, but she still looked at Mian Niang to confirm.

Mian Niang introduced the person to her and gave her a look without leaving a trace. Her meaning was clear.

Madame Song Li was overjoyed, but she could only suppress the ecstasy in her heart and use her walking stick to prostrate herself.

Seeing that her legs were inconvenient, he hurriedly stopped her: "Old madam, please stop. This is not above court, there is no need to be so courteous to see me. Miss Song, please help Your Mother up quickly."

He did not mean what he said, but seeing that Mian Niang was still in a daze, he immediately urged him to do so.

This attitude reassured the mother and daughter of the Song Family.

Song Zhien was reading a book at the beginning, but when he heard the voices coming from the house, a few people entered.

Mian Niang immediately packed up the things on the brick bed, brought over a stool for the two to sit on, then went to make tea.

When Madame Song saw Song Zhien entering the house, she immediately called for her youngest son for him to kowtow to the two of them.

Although Song Zhien was young, he had already heard most of the people outside when he was in the house. Now that he saw how Mother and Sister described everyone, he immediately understood what was going on and knelt down to kowtow a few times.

He was still in the midst of studying, learning from his teacher about etiquette for meeting people. His etiquette was even better than that of Mian Niang and Madame Li.

When the Deng Main Book saw him greet them, she showed some affection and let them up, then took out a small piece of silver from her waist and greeted him.

Song Zhien would naturally not accept it, and Madame Song was also afraid, and ordered her people to take the money back.

But Deng Main Book only placed the money in the hands of the child.

"Take it. Consider it as your uncle's New Year's money."

"Where did you start?"

Deng Main Book insisted on giving it, so Madame Song naturally could not refuse.

Mian Niang quickly brewed hot tea, "The house is poor, there is really no good tea, I hope Master does not dislike it."

"What are you talking about? How could we not know about your family's situation? How could we not find fault with you?"

Deng Main Book was a good person, his words made people feel comfortable.

After talking for half a day, Deng Main Book looked around and asked Song Youfu curiously.

He remembered clearly that Song Youfu was once called to the court for questioning.

Knowing that Song Youfu had passed away, he could not help but sigh.

"Old madam, you have changed. It's a good thing that your family's suffering has come easily. Today, I have brought your son's pardon documents with me."

He stood up and took out the documents. The Song Family people quickly helped each other kneel on the ground.

Deng Main Book read the document once, and then handed it over to Madame Song.

Madame Song Li bit her lips tightly, so as to prevent herself from crying.

Deng Main Book then took out three silver taels and handed one over first: "These are Brother Song's salary and rewards, it was even arrived a few days earlier than the documents, and inside it, it is the lord and this humble one's kind intentions, take them."

Madame Song Li stared blankly at the two pieces of silver. "How can we do that?"

She wouldn't say anything else, and since she was already nervous, she could only repeat the same sentence over and over again.

Mian Niang said: "The fact that you have been wronged and have suffered so much is already all thanks to the kindness of the old masters. You are not afraid of the wind and the frost, you celebrate the new year, throw away all your business and bring the documents over. Our family has not had enough time to express our gratitude, how could we accept such a gift?"

Deng Main Book was slightly appreciative in her heart, but this woman's words were not very clever, but it was obvious that she was sincere enough to make people feel good about it, and so she said: "Take this silver, don't talk too much about it, it is not easy for you children and widows, and don't decline. As for this letter, originally, you would not come down so quickly, from the army camp to the Board of Justice, it was only because of General Northwest Duan's urging, and the Board of Justice's order came down so quickly.