Wear It with Space

Shen Ling lifted up the half-old curtains, and saw eight percent new elm tables and chairs in the room, and a pair of unfaded Chinese characters on the north wall. On the big bed placed against the east wall lies a man in his twenties. He has dark skin and good features. Although he is not handsome, he is better to look at. This makes Shen Ling very satisfied. After all, I will live with him for three months in the future, and she will look better, and she will quickly accept the identity of his wife.

She walked into the room holding the basin with a slight smile.

Song Changsheng, who was half leaning on the bed, heard her come in, and when he looked up at her, his face was full of unhappiness. It's not that he was angry. The two had a quarrel about Da Ya last night. I don't know who Chunni listened to, and she insisted on selling Da Ya in exchange for the ten taels of silver to buy him medicine.

He has said many times that even if his injury does not take medicine, it will slowly get better in a few months, and their lives will also get better by then. But Chunni didn't listen. She didn't even wait for a few months, either asking the goddess to get some messy medicine or making trouble for him, and now she has the big girl's idea again.

Song Changsheng was only injured and rested at home for the time being, and he wouldn't be able to do work in the future. Where did he get to the point of selling his daughter?

"In the future, you will have less contact with Aunt Qiu'e. If the maid of a big family eats well and dresses well as she said, why doesn't she sell her daughter there?" Song Changsheng only needs to think that Chunni wants to sell her daughter. Ah, I'm angry when I sell it.

When Shen Ling heard him say this, the reason for the quarrel last night suddenly appeared in her mind. She couldn't help holding her forehead. No wonder Da Ya saw her look wrong. It turned out that there was this one. I must have had the couple last night. The quarrel was heard by the little girl.

"Last night, I thought about what you said. I was too impatient. When Aunt Qiu'e comes back, I just refused. As long as you don't get angry, you can do anything. If you get angry, it will be bad." Shen Ling thought for a while, and tried to use the original Qiu E's tone to say these words, and while speaking, he brought the water basin to Song Changsheng and waited for him to wash his face.

It’s rare for Song Changsheng to hear Chunni speaking in such a gentle tone after being married for such a long time, and the depression in her heart dissipated a lot. Down the other side's steps. He washed his face in the basin and took the towel that Shen Ling handed over. When he finished wiping his face, he said, "Okay, don't be busy, let's eat first!"

Breakfast is porridge with wild vegetables. It is said that porridge is just a handful of corn and a few wild vegetables. In fact, when you think about it, you can know that no matter how capable, Da Ya is only seven or eight years old, where is the cooking skill, cooking is already very good.

Shen Ling just took a sip and couldn't drink it anymore.

Song Changsheng didn't choose. He poured a bowl of porridge into his belly in a couple of bites, watching her frowning and staring at the porridge in the bowl, thinking that she was looking for trouble again, and was about to say something to her daughter. Just listen to Shen Ling speak: "I will cook the food at home in the future!"

Song Changsheng said, "I also know that you have been working hard during this period of time. The work at home is all on you alone, and the young girl cannot help you in many places, and my legs are not good. ....."

"You know my hard work is fine." Shen Ling lowered her head and said. According to Chunni's temperament, she can only do this at best. If it is too abnormal, I am afraid Song Changsheng will become suspicious. .

In fact, in Shen Ling's opinion, Song Changsheng's husband is okay, at least he knows the hardship of being a wife, and he is willing to make a noise.

Thinking of this, Shen Ling felt that the bowl of wild vegetable porridge in front of her was not that unpalatable. After the wild vegetable porridge was finished, she sent the dishes and chopsticks used by the two back to the kitchen for washing.

After washing, she checked the food in the kitchen. The kitchen occupies the position of the east wing, it looks very big, and there are five or six large and small porcelain urns on the north wall. Near the east wall are two pots, one large and one small. To the south of the Guotai is a small wooden cabinet, underneath is the daily use of soy, soy, vinegar, oil, salt and sugar, all of which are filled in small coarse porcelain jars of the same size. There are some coarse porcelain dishes and a dozen pairs of chopsticks on it.

Shen Ling walked to the coarse porcelain urns and uncovered the stone covers one by one. The two smaller urns contained white flour and corn flour, and the three larger urns contained soybeans, mung beans and corn. . Whether it is a big urn or a small urn, there are not many things in it, only about one-third.

White noodles and corn noodles were bought from the town, and soy beans, mung beans and corn were paid to the Song family by tenant tenants as part of the rent. Song Changsheng basically worked outside all year round, and his family’s three acres of land were leased out.

After reading this, Shen Ling couldn't help being a little grateful. Fortunately, she had stored some food in the space, otherwise she would be greedy to die sooner or later according to the ancient eating standards.

Shen Ling tried to communicate with the space in his mind, and under the control of consciousness, he successfully took out two pieces of cake. After the two pieces of cake were eaten, she felt a little full in her belly, and her brain began to turn quickly.

In Chunni's memory, Song Changsheng's leg injury was actually not serious. As for why it didn't heal after such a long period of time, in the final analysis, it was because there was no money to buy medicine. Originally, with his carpenter's craftsmanship, he could earn about twenty or two silver dollars every year. Not to mention the big fish and the meat, at least he could have enough food and clothing. However, his fortunes have been poor in recent years. The wife in front of her started to get sick after giving birth to Erya. It took two years to go there.

Marrying Chunni after the funeral, spent half of the money he had accumulated over the past few years. Then he went into the mountain and fell off his leg. Asking the doctor for medicine was another big expense.

After several tossings, Song Changsheng's old man was almost completely wiped out, and he could only slowly raise him on the bed. Raising means that she can't go out to work to earn money, and then Chunni has the idea of ​​selling the money she can get to buy medicine.

It's just that this matter hasn't been finalized yet, and Shen Ling walked over. Da Ya definitely cannot sell, even if she doesn't have a mission, she can't do anything to sell people and children. But Song Changsheng’s legs must be cured. Healing his legs will not only gain goodwill points, but also help the family quickly regain vitality. It's just where the money for treating the legs came from, Shen Ling thought about it, and finally hit Chunni's dowry.

She remembered that when Chun Ni got married, in addition to the hundreds of dollars she had saved by making her own purse, Chun Ni's parents also gave her three taels of silver from Song Changsheng's twelve betrothal gifts.

Although these three ounces of silver are not enough for a month's worth of medicine, it should be more than enough to buy some medicinal materials that promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

Shen Ling did as he thought of it, went back to the room where she and Song Changsheng lived, and took out a purse from the wooden box of the dowry.

Song Changsheng was leaning on the bed holding a knife and carving patterns on the wood. He stayed on the bed for a long time. When he was bored, he would carve some patterns on the wood to pass the time. Because it was to pass the time, I didn't care so much. I naturally noticed Shen Ling's actions, and couldn't help but stop. He asked, "Is there a place to spend money at home?"

Shen Ling put her purse next to her body and raised her head and said: "That's not true. It's just that I heard someone say a few days ago that if you drink some bone soup on your leg injury, it might heal faster. We can't afford the medicine, but The bone broth is still affordable."

Shen Ling didn't tell him all the facts. It is better to do more than to do less. Song Changsheng didn't know how much her dowry was anyway.

After hearing Shen Ling's answer, Song Changsheng lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the wood in his hand, "I don't have that spare money at home, it's fine for me to raise my wounds."

Shen Ling heard him say so, but when she got up and walked, she didn't see him stop her, and she knew that he was wrong. In fact, he hoped that his leg injury would get better sooner than anyone.

Not far away from the house, Shen Ling listened to the system 25: "Song Changsheng now has a favorability value of 5."

Looking at the winding country road in Liuxi Village where she is now, Shen Ling couldn't help but bend her lips. This is also a good start!