Farmer Fubo is open for business

Chang'an brushed Goudan's hand away, Gulu got up, put on his coat and trousers, slid off the kang and ran outside.

When she returned to the house, her uncle had already taken out the porridge and steamed buns left in the pot and placed them on the table.

He wiped her face with a towel soaked in water, and then sat back down to drill.

While Chang'an was eating porridge, he watched his uncle and his uncle drill holes in wood soapberries with wooden drills. He found it very interesting.

Suddenly, she remembered what the little goldfish said last night, and immediately recalled the appearance of those four words in her mind.

Fortunately, she didn't forget.

"Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Huang," Chang'an read out each word, making Goudan stunned.

Song Sanshun understood, because several years ago, he and his brother often listened to Song Jizu's words.

At that time, I listened to Song Jizu reading every day and unknowingly learned to recite the entire Thousand-Character Essay. However, his father refused to send his brothers to a private school and said that Song Jizu could teach them.

But with such a stepmother here, how could Song Jizu teach himself to read?

"Who did Chang'an learn from?" Song Sanshun asked with a smile.

Chang'an was stuffing steamed buns in his mouth and said vaguely: "Little, little fish."

Song Sanshun didn't understand his niece's words and thought it was a child from the village who taught her. He sighed and touched his niece's head: "When you grow up, uncle will ask someone to teach you how to read."

Of course he was not asking for a teacher, but a literate child in the village who could teach Changan occasionally.

Chang'an blinked and said, "Yuyu teaches, teaches Chang'an."

Song Sanshun couldn't help but ask: "Who is Yuyu?"

Chang'an thought for a while and said seriously: "It's just Yuyu."

Seeing that his uncle was still puzzled, he added: "Dream, dream of little fish."

Song Laoliu next to him understood and said with a smile: "Chang'an wants to say that someone taught her to endorse in her dream, right?"

Chang'an's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.

Song Sanshun smiled bitterly and lowered his head to dig into the woodland seeds.

My niece is so young and can't understand her words. I actually thought someone taught her how to read. Alas.

She probably learned a few words from some of her friends, just like singing nursery rhymes without a teacher.

After Chang'an finished eating, he followed Goudan and ran outside to play.

The sun is shining brightly today and it is extremely warm.

The two children came to the yard under an old persimmon tree and lay on the ground playing with apricot kernels.

Goudan muttered while playing: "A has a big bomb, B has a small company, C keeps it, and D wins the money."

Chang'an also followed suit and no longer stuttered a word.

The two children played for a while, and suddenly Song Baqi walked in with his hands behind his back, followed by his grandson Song Chengye.

Song Chengye rushed to Chang'an like a dog, with his hands on his hips and said, "I want to play too!"

"I won't play with you." Goudan put away the apricot kernels and pulled Chang An to the side.

Song Chengye followed him because his grandfather was there, and said fiercely: "No one can play without me!"

"I won't take you with me!" Chang An also became stubborn and said with his fists.

Song Chengye was furious when he heard this and pushed Chang'an down.

At this moment, Huahua rushed out from nowhere, jumped up with all four limbs, and kicked Song Chengye hard, knocking him to the ground.

Song Chengye was frightened when he saw Huahua arching her back, baring her teeth and making a hissing threatening sound, as if attacking him at any moment.

Song Chengye was so frightened that he rolled and crawled out of the yard.

He did not dare to complain to his grandfather because he was the one who made the move first, and he was afraid that his grandfather would lecture him for a long time when he returned.

Huahua saw that the bad boy ran away, and the hair on her body became smooth.

He gently nudges the little master with his head, and sweeps the dirt off the little master's body with his tail from time to time, as if to say: Don't be afraid, this cat will protect you.

Chang'an hugged Huahua, pressed her little face against it, and stammered: "Wait, wait until the weather warms up, I'll catch grasshoppers for you to eat!"

Huahua made a purring sound in her throat, obviously very satisfied.

When Goudan saw that Huahua would protect his master, he was instantly envious and said, "I will also raise a big cat like Huahua in the future."

Huahua glanced at him haughtily and turned her butt towards him.

Song Baqi, who walked to the corridor, caught a glimpse of Song Chengye pushing Chang An to the ground without saying anything.

But when he saw the big cat kicking his grandson down, he couldn't help but frown.

He turned around and glanced at Chang An, who was lying on the ground covered in dirt, but he didn't say anything.

Looking back, I saw my son immersed in playing with the seeds of soapberry, and my brows furrowed even more tightly.

"Sanshun, why are you doing this?" Song Baqi asked in a calm voice.

When Song Sanshun saw his biological father coming, he didn't get up. He just pulled the wooden drill and said in a low voice: "I've done it and exchange it for money."

"How much money can you get for these? I see that you don't do your business every day, and you actually want to daydream." Song Baqi shouted sternly: "Our family has been farmers for generations, and no one has ever made a fortune through evil ways. Hurry up and get these things." Throw it away! Don’t let it embarrass your family.”

Song Laoliu quit, and he immediately said: "Speaking of Uncle Baqi, who told you that we are evil? Sanshun and I work honestly at home, why don't we do business?"

Song Baqi disliked this neighbor the most, and said coldly: "What does it have to do with you if I teach my son a lesson?"

"Why is it none of my business? Sanshun and I made this deal together. If you don't like it, just don't read it. Why do you want us to throw it away?"

"You!" Song Baqi angrily kicked the basket of soapberries and said angrily: "I think you can make a fortune by doing this? Make a bunch of stuff that you can't eat or drink, so you don't have to make people laugh!"

He pointed to Song Sanshun again: "Your uncle's family is going to cut down a tree tomorrow. You and your stepfather will go and help. If you go there, you can always have a good meal and save your family a day's rations."

Song Sanshun was immediately angry when he heard this and couldn't help but say: "Dad, your son has not reached the point of begging for food at other people's homes. That uncle is just Song Jizu's uncle, what does he have to do with me?"

He didn't say anything, but his uncle had died long ago, and even his cousin had gone to make a living elsewhere. His biological mother's family had lost contact with it a few years ago.

"You evil beast!" Song Baqi rushed over and was about to beat his son. Unexpectedly, his son did not obey this time. Instead, he stood up and grabbed his wrist.

Song Sanshun shook off his father's hand and said coldly: "Dad, my son has something to do and I don't have time to chat with you. If you are too busy, just go back to sleep."

Song Baqi was so angry that he jumped up and down and tried to beat his son, but Song Laoliu stopped him.

"Uncle Baqi, please be careful with your feet, don't fall." Song Laoliu stood between the father and son, and hurriedly moved the baskets and tools under his feet to avoid tripping Song Baqi.

Song Baqi scolded for a while and said angrily: "I don't care what you are busy with, you must go and help your uncle cut down trees tomorrow!"

After saying this, he turned and left.

He turned back halfway and said loudly: "Song Sanshun! If you dare to disobey me again, you will move out of this house! From now on, I will treat you as my son!" (End of Chapter)