Farmer Fubo is open for business

Grandma frowned, looked at old Zhao and the little girl, and asked, "You also want to go together? Have you arranged the way?"

Mrs. Zhao quickly took out her and her daughter's household registration: "We have the household registration with us."

Grandma shook her head: "No, I'm only responsible for picking up Jiang's daughter. It's really hard to take you with me."

Old Zhao quickly gave her a piece of silver and said, "Please help me, Chang'an really can't live without us."

Mammy looked at the five taels of silver in her hand and said, "That won't work. You have no road guide. If someone finds us, they will think we are kidnapping people."

Song Yufeng became anxious and pointed at Song Xiyue: "What about her? Doesn't she have no way to guide her?"

Mammy sneered: "Although she has no directions, she has a letter from the master of the house, which is different from you."

Then he stuffed the money back into Mrs. Zhao's hands, picked up her skirt and climbed into the carriage.

Song Yufeng was about to say anything, but her mother suddenly covered her mouth.

"Don't talk." Old Mrs. Zhao comforted her daughter in a low voice, and then said to her mother: "If it doesn't work, forget it. It will be the same after we find the way to find An'er. You can go well, An'er, please give me You."

Song Yufeng saw the carriage start and fought hard with her mother.

But she was only twelve years old and only as tall as old Zhao's ears. How could she earn as much as her strong grandmother?

Song Yufeng wanted to scream, but her mouth was covered, and in the end she could only watch the carriage drive away from the village.

Little Zhao, who had been standing at the door watching the show, had a smile on her lips. When she saw a villager coming towards her, she stepped forward and dragged her sister-in-law back into the house with her mother-in-law.

Song Yufeng's mouth was finally freed from her mother's hands, and she cried loudly: "You are all liars! You promised me to accompany Xiyue to the capital, but it turned out to be a lie!"

Mrs. Zhao held her daughter in her arms and comforted her repeatedly: "Yufeng, don't worry when we get the road guide before we leave. Mother will definitely send you to the capital."

Song Yufeng pushed her mother away and cried, "Then why didn't you do it before?"

Old Mrs. Zhao sighed: "The road guidance cannot be done at once or two. Mom went to ask Li Zheng, and Li Zheng said that this matter requires the village chief of our village to go to the county government together."

When applying, you have to ask clearly why you are going to the capital, what time you are going to the capital, when you are going to leave, and when you are coming back.

How could the clan leader know that he used Xiyue to pretend to be Chang'an and go to the capital? So she didn't go to apply for road guidance.

I really expected that I could just put some money aside and be done with it, but in the end, there was no need to negotiate at all.

Song Yufeng cried for a while and said fiercely: "Okay! I will trust you again, mother. If you lie to me again, I will tell the third brother and the third sister-in-law about this! No one of us can think about it!"

Mrs. Zhao gently stroked her daughter's back and repeatedly assured her, "Don't worry, my mother won't lie to you. She will definitely let you go to the capital."

Standing behind mother and daughter, little Zhao's face darkened, she stared at Song Yufeng coldly, then turned around and went to the kitchen.

In the side room, Song Baqi was lying on the bed and stretched out his hands towards the door, asking for water in a vague manner, but no one paid attention to him.

At this time, Chang'an was teaching his two apprentices and his uncle how to read at home, while Aunt Qian and Aunt Jin were sitting in another room chatting with their aunt Wu.

"In a few days, my wife will be back. Then we can go to the temple fair together?" Aunt Jin rubbed the awl on her hair and drilled a thread into the sole of her shoe.

Mrs. Wu nodded: "It just so happened that my wood soapberries were also dressed, so I took them with me to redeem them."

"My family has also finished everything. After I sell the wood soap nuts and clay statues, I will buy two books for Goudan, as well as pens, inks, paper and inkstones."

Mr. Qian stretched out his head to look at the children in the West House, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that my little dog Dan could also study. It's all thanks to Chang'an."

Wu smiled and did not answer.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door outside the yard: "It's from Sanshun's house! Open the door."

Wu put down her sewing and stood up to open the door.

The visitor was the clan leader's daughter-in-law. She gasped and said, "His third aunt, go and have a look. A carriage came to Song Jizu's door. I think it's Chang'an's mother who has sent something back."

Wu was stunned and said quickly: "Okay, I'll go take a look now."

Then she trotted to her new house.

When I was far away, I saw a carriage at the door of the new house. My stepmother-in-law and the others were talking to the people in the carriage.

Wu started running quickly, but before she could get close, the carriage was already far away.

"Wait!" She chased after him, but the carriage ran faster and faster, and soon left the village road.

Wu stood on the village road and stared for a long time before turning back.

At this moment, the door of Song Jizu's house was closed tightly, as if nothing had happened.

When Wu returned home, she saw that Li, the second daughter-in-law of the clan leader, was still there. She said angrily: "The carriage left, but I didn't catch it."

Li was also very regretful: "I didn't see the carriage until I went out. I rushed over immediately to report the news, but it was still too late."

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Mrs. Wu thanked her and asked her to sit down.

Li was not polite, took a small bench and sat down, stretched out his head to look at it, and asked: "Where is Chang'an?"

"It's over in the west room." Now that the weather is getting colder, Mrs. Wu asked someone to build a kang table and let several children sit on the kang in the room to study.

Now Goudan and Little Hoe are no longer making clay statues here. After they have finished learning the characters, they will go home to review, and they are also making clay statues in their own homes.

Mrs. Li stood up and went to the west room to take a look, then came back and asked Mrs. Wu: "Is everyone in Chang'an becoming a young gentleman?"

Wu smiled: "She only knows a few words, and those children are willing to learn from her. They are just having fun. How can she be a junior teacher?"

"We are not outsiders, and you are still hiding it?" Li said with a smile: "I also want to send my brother's children to learn how to make clay figures from Chang'an, but I don't know if that's okay?"

Wu couldn't find it easy to refuse, so she smiled and replied, "I'll ask Chang'an later."

Wu, Li's brother's child, had met him before. He was the little dark-skinned kid who played at home last time.

But Chang'an didn't seem to like playing with those two, so he couldn't agree to it for her.

Mr. Li chatted for a few more words before leaving.

Before leaving, he went to say hello to Chang'an and complimented him a few more times.

A few days later, gossip about the old Zhao family spread in the village.

Just because many village children saw Old Zhao putting her granddaughter into the carriage that day, the villagers all guessed that Old Zhao had sold her own granddaughter for money.

"Xiuying, you don't know that the carriage that day was for children, and the old godly woman actually sold her granddaughter. Tsk, tsk, how unconscionable!"

Mrs. Qian carefully warned Mrs. Wu: "You must keep an eye on Chang'an and don't let the old man kidnap you."

Wu was stunned: "She sold Xiyue?" It's impossible, then Song Xiyue is the lifeblood of her stepmother-in-law.

Moreover, little Zhao is still here, and she is not dead. How could she allow her mother-in-law to do such a thing?

Chang'an, who was listening to the gossip, suddenly remembered what his little cousin had said before.

Song Xiyue had always said that she wanted to go to the capital to enjoy the blessings on her behalf, and also said that she wanted to be her parents' daughter.

Could it be that the little cousin has pretended to be herself and gone to the capital to find her?

Oops, I was careless.

Chang'an became anxious, stepped forward and grabbed his aunt and said, "I want to write a letter to grandma."