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The man named Chunshan was beaten several times by the little hoe, and he burst into tears. He finally got up and ran away.

The cry of the child here attracted several villagers. After they ran over to ask about the situation, they all looked at Song Chengye.

As expected, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and mice's sons can dig holes. This Song Chengye completely inherited Song Jizu's bad roots. He even bullied a three-year-old child and deserved to be beaten.

However, how did three-year-old Chang'an beat seven-year-old Song Chengye to tears?

Wu also heard the sound and came over, picked up Chang'an and went home.

Bai Huahua ran joltingly behind her little master, squealing from time to time, as if imitating Song Chengye's cry.

Chang'an understood the dog's taunt and couldn't help but chuckle.

Wu patted her and whispered: "Still laughing? Why are you fighting with those children?"

"My cousin wants to hit me first." Chang An said, putting his arms around his aunt's neck.

Wu paused for a while and said, "If you encounter people over there in the future, you should stay away. It's best to run home quickly."

Just because my niece didn't suffer a loss this time, doesn't mean she won't do it next time. She's still so young, how can she fight against someone so much older than her?

"Yeah." Chang'an doesn't like fighting, because every time a fight ends, his little Miao Miao will lose one leaf.

The seventh leaf that finally grew this time disappeared again, leaving only six leaves.

She still wants to keep the leaves to save her father, so as not to waste them fighting with her little cousin.

Back home, Changan and Goudan Xiaohoe continued to sit in the yard and make clay figurines.

This time there were more people watching.

Most of them were children between eight, nine and ten years old, but there were also a few adults.

Fortunately, they were all standing outside the fence and did not come in to disturb.

Song Xiyue was also hiding in the crowd. She looked at Chang'an coldly, her heart trembling.

In the previous life, Chang'an was dull and didn't say a word all day long, and she couldn't make clay figures at all. I don't know what happened in this life, but she actually has such skills?

However, the little cub had good luck in his previous life. His grandmother took him into the mountains and threw him away twice, but she was able to find him back alone.

Later, her grandmother changed her mind and wanted to secretly sell her to Yazi, a county man without telling her grandfather.

This would have happened if Xiaozai's mother hadn't suddenly sent someone over to pick him up.

Later, there was a severe drought here for three years, and all the family's food and money were robbed by the refugees. With no other choice, my grandmother took the whole family to seek refuge with relatives.

But the relatives didn't even stay for a meal and asked them to leave.

Afterwards, the family begged along the road to the capital to find the Chang'an couple.

After arriving in the capital, I searched according to the address, but found that this person was not found at all.

Song Xiyue no longer remembers how her family spent those miserable days. First, her grandfather died, then her father Song Jizu also died, and then her younger brother and grandmother also died. She and her mother-in-law sold themselves as slaves to survive.

Several years passed by, and when he finally met Chang'an, she was already an official's wife. It was said that she married an official and filled a house.

And I am a lowly slave, watching her and her mother wearing gold and silver, looking the same.

Song Xiyue was filled with resentment when she thought of her condescending look when she knelt down and begged Chang'an to help her redeem her life.

They all have the same background and the same muddy legs. Why should she be nobler than him?

When she was a child, Chang'an was a toad in the mud. She was infinitely better than her. Just because her mother took her to the capital, her and her identities were reversed from then on.

In this life, he must go to the capital first and live a life of fine clothing and fine food.

At that time, she also wanted to see how Chang'an knelt in front of her and begged for redemption.

Song Xiyue thought so, with a sneer on her lips.

Suddenly, Chang An raised his head and looked into her eyes, as if he had penetrated her thoughts.

Song Xiyue was startled and quickly turned around and left.

Chang'an frowned slightly as he looked at his little cousin's leaving figure.

The little cousin's thoughts were confusing and there were many things she couldn't understand.

However, the little cousin seemed to be talking about the three-year drought, and said that the refugees stole food and money.

Chang An became anxious and immediately got up to find his aunt.

Don't let others take away your food and money, otherwise you and your uncle and aunt will starve.

But my aunt and Aunt Qian went out to pick locust flowers and were not at home.

"Chang'an, I'll learn how to make clay figurines from you too." Qiao'er came over and held Chang'an's hand.

"Yeah." Chang'an had no choice but to sit back on the futon and teach Sister Qiao'er how to make a clay figurine.

Of course, you must learn how to distinguish clay before making a clay figure. Only the clay from the reed pond or the red clay will not crack.

First, the clay is dug out and exposed to the sun, then impurities such as sand and stones are screened out, and then water is added to make a very thin mud.

The mud needs to be sieved again with a fine sieve to remove impurities. After a day and night of settling, the water on the mud is poured out, and what remains is dark brown fine mud.

Some shredded cotton wool must be added to the fine mud, and then kneaded and beaten repeatedly until the two are combined.

Then wrap the mud and put it in a cool place for later use.

The work of making clay was tedious and tiring, so Changan was naturally not the one to do it, but she had to tell Sister Qiaoer the necessary procedures.

Qiao'er was a little stunned when she heard Chang'an's story word for word.

I didn’t expect that making a clay figurine would be so troublesome.

However, she would never give up for the sake of money. She finally persuaded her mother to let her and her brother learn from Chang'an.

Someone nearby also listened and said with a smile: "No wonder I see Sanshun often digging mud in the reeds. It turns out that he used that to make clay figurines."

"It looks like we have to dig some back and learn how to make clay figures from Chang'an later." The villagers were a little moved.

Except for the patriarch's family and Song Baqi's family, who are not poor, everyone else's life is tight.

If you can learn how to make clay figures from Chang'an, if you don't say anything else, earning two to three hundred cash a month will be a great income.

Chang'an turned a deaf ear to these words, and was not worried that his disciples would starve to death.

Because the little goldfish wants her to learn many skills. The more she learns, the more leaves she will have in her palm, the better her luck will be in the future, and her father will not die.

The little goldfish also said that the people who are with him will also have good luck, and their lives will become smoother and smoother.

In the evening, Song Sanshun and Song Laoliu rushed home.

The two men ran into Song Sanshun's house and poured out the contents of the bags.

There was a crash!

A pile of copper coins and silver ingots immediately dazzled Wu's eyes.

She whispered, covering her mouth in surprise.

Song Sanshun smiled and said: "That Ganoderma lucidum sold for forty taels, and we and Sixth Brother's family got half of it."

He thought Ganoderma lucidum was found by Chang'an and Goudan together, so he distributed it like this.

Of course, even if Chang An found it first, Goudan was also present at the time, so he must have a share in it.

As for the little hoe, he was not there at the time, so it can only be counted as his.

Song Laoliu scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "You don't need to be so divided. My dog ​​Dan said that Chang'an found it first." (End of Chapter)