Chapter 5

Song Xijiao was full of joy with her heavy money. Chestnut was lying on the table and looking at her counting money. She said with admiration: "mother, I have never seen so much money."

"Dear, Xijiao pats his head. As long as we work hard in the future and have more money, we can also live a better life."

"Well!" The chestnut smiles sweetly.

She immediately began to distribute the money she had earned today. Two knives were used to buy some seasonings, two knives to buy materials for repairing houses, and two knives to cut half a catty of pork.

Chestnut thin small body, a look to know is malnutrition. But since I'm with her, I should have meat to eat.

The rest of the money, she thought, gave them to Zhong Chun's hand, said: "you find a place to hide them, if you encounter an emergency can also be used for emergency."

After distributing the money, Xijiao was in a light mood. She patted Chestnut's head and asked, "what else do you want? When we make a lot of money later, my mother will buy it for you. "

hearing this, chestnut's eyes flashed with light, but he still shook his head wisely. He knew the situation of his family and would never ask for things to increase the burden of the family.

But Xijiao didn't let go of the little hope in his eyes and continued to ask again and again.

Chestnut hesitated for a long time before he opened his mouth. "I, I want to read," he whispered

"It's good to read. It's good to be able to gain insight."

She didn't expect chestnut to love learning so much, so she praised him first. But hearing about school, Zhong Chun suddenly looked gloomy and sighed.

She was even more confused and asked, "is it not good to read? Isn't that a good thing? "

When the question was finished, he immediately reflected that, compared with modern times, only aristocratic children were qualified to read and write. As ordinary people's children like them, they only grew up peacefully. When they were hunters or farmers, they could not afford to go to the school.

As soon as he saw his mother and father's face heavy, chestnut quickly changed his mouth and said, "I just said it casually. My mother and father must not take it seriously. It doesn't matter if you don't read."

Xijiao's eyes were slightly red. She didn't expect chestnut to be so sensible. She squatted down to touch his head and said to him, "my mother will send you to read. You can rest assured that I will find a way. "

When the chestnuts were sent away, they fell silent in a room.

"What are you going to do to send chestnuts to the university?" Zhong Chun first asked.

"I don't know," she replied frankly, "but I can think of a way to get to the front of the mountain. There will always be a way."

The next day, in the morning.

The bleak autumn wind blowing into the house through the hole in the wall disturbed Xijiao's dream. She opened her eyes reluctantly and sat up.

Outside the window came the sound of chopping firewood. Zhongchun was already busy in the yard. Seeing song Xijiao wake up, he nodded to her honestly and said, "the money you gave me yesterday has been changed into firewood, rice, oil and salt. I'll cook after I'm busy."

"Well." Xijiao looked at him happily. At breakfast, she told Zhongchun about her plan.

I thought that I had nothing to do today. It was better to build a soil stove outside. Although the kitchen inside can be used, it is broken and old. It really affects my appetite. However, although Zhong Chun had not seen the earthen stove, it was very difficult to hear it. He had to tell her to pay attention to safety. If she could not do it, she would do it together when he came back from the mountain.

"You want to go up the mountain again. Song Xijiao looks at Zhongchun. I don't know why he wants to leave, but her heart is a little empty.

From her eyes, Zhong Chun read out a slight grievance. He reached out his big hand and touched her head. He unconsciously indulged in his words and said, "of course, I have to go into the mountains, otherwise there will be no bamboo rat meat to sell. Besides, the weather is getting colder and colder, I have to wait for more things to buy before the snow falls. It's the most difficult time for a hunter to live on a mountain. "

"Well, I see." Xijiao shallowly should a, still feel in the heart or missing a piece.

Chestnut glared at his mother and said sarcastically: "Mom, dad is gone. You are so reluctant to give up, tears are almost falling out."

She couldn't help but throw a rag to chestnut, and gave him a task: "you go out and dig some soft soil to come back. I'm going to set up a stove here, and then we'll cook outside." Although

did not know what the earth stove was, chestnut nodded with a serious effort and ran out with a spade. After chestnut left, she cleaned up the abandoned yard, put all the sundries in order, and then put the chestnut soil into the yard. Chestnut

although she is young, she is still very reliable in her work. After cleaning up the pavilion, Xijiao cleans the pavilion and the kitchen. This is a big project. After several hard work, her forehead is covered with sweat.

Just as Xijiao piled up the loess from chestnut digging in the yard, she was ready to start working. At this time, an arrogant man's voice suddenly came from outside. When she was with her, she saw a man full of wine and swayed into the room, burping while walking. Chestnut was scared to hide behind her, and she instinctively took a step back.Uncle, the chestnut gave a shallow cry. She then recalled that the original owner of this pair of body also had a brother named song Yuanhan with the same father and mother.

When song Yuanhan was a young master of the Song family, he drank wine every day and became addicted to the bad habit of drinking and gambling. It was because of this, coupled with the instigation of the second room, that the master drove him out of the house. He thought he would be more restrained, but he didn't expect to be more aggressive. He lost all his original house and field. Finally, he married his sister to a hunter and won a few points betrothal gifts. When song Xijiao thought of this place, she didn't want to fight. The original owner was the blood mold that had been poured for several generations. She also put on such a brother.

This is not the most excessive. The original owner's family was almost out of order. He, as a brother, would come to her for money every time he got drunk. Every time, the owner will try to get together and persuade him to give up drinking and gambling, and do some small business, but he has always been left ear in, right ear out.

Thinking of this, Xijiao glanced at him reluctantly, ignored him, touched the head of chestnuts, squatted down, and instructed him how to make a earthen stove: "you see, first use you to make a circle, and then pile it up. Remember to open a few holes below, and you can't ventilate when the fire doesn't burn."

Chestnut was obviously absent-minded and pale, and she did not know whether she had listened to what she had said. He pulled her sleeve and looked at Song Yuanhan, who was still standing in the yard. He lowered his voice to remind his mother: "uncle is still there."

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