When Siqiao was not out, Siqiao was always cooking breakfast. Now she was wearing a big belly, and Huang Dujuan didn't instruct her to get up and cook breakfast by herself. However, the rice bowl was ready and her daughter didn't get up yet. Huang Dujuan was unhappy. She muttered, "When is it time to pay back?"

"She is pregnant, so just let her sleep." Song Qingshu took a steamed bun, broke a piece and put it in his mouth, and said to his two sons: "You two should eat quickly, after eating, we three will go to the field to get the grass in the field."

Song Sijian was most reluctant to go to work in the fields, "I'm still lying in the country. I've been lying in the country several times, so don't you have to lying in the world?"

Song Qingshu glared at his son fiercely, "You have an objection when you talk about it. If you don't, you always do it? Can you grow food on the grass?"

Song Sijian: "I didn't say ignorant, but Dad, we've been ignorant several times, do we still need to go all over the world?"

"Don't worry about the slap, you have to slap it." Song Qingshu pointed his son with chopsticks, "You see, you are so lazy that you will be married in the future, and you will not be able to raise your wife and children well."

"Cough, let's talk about it later." Song Sijian bit a big bite of steamed bun, and the dry steamed bun made him roll his eyes. He picked up the big porcelain bowl, sucked along the edge of the bowl before delivering the dry food. "My mother is here, I'm choking to death." He pounded his chest and said to Huang Dujuan dissatisfiedly: "Mom, can't you make something delicious? I've eaten enough steamed buns every day."

"Don't eat after you have eaten enough." Huang Dujuan picked up a little pickle and put it on the steamed bun. "When it's time to eat, it's like you can't grab it. I'm not as active as you do. Look at your elder brother, and I say I'll learn from your elder brother if you're fine."

Song Sijian looked at Song Sili who was silent and buried in his head, "What am I learning from my elder brother? Farming?"

Song Qingshu didn't blame his son for his backlash and shouted: "What do we learn if we don't learn farming? I'm idle when I learnt to learn how to make you idle!"

"Why am I idle?" Song Sijian argued with reason, "I'm not doing the work in the fields!"

Song Qingshu: "You are so embarrassed to say that it would be good if you do half of the work you do as your elder brother."

The two of them were choking louder and louder, and Siqiao's room was still not moving at all. Huang Dujuan glanced at the door of the room and said to Song Qingshu unhappily: "Look at your daughter is lazy, I don't believe that such a loud noise can't wake her up. She is just being angry with us and deliberately doesn't think of it."

"If you don't have to, don't have to afford it." Song Qingshu waved his hand, "Let's talk about her carefully. This matter cannot be solved by just being angry, alas-" he sighed, "It really doesn't work. Let her go back in a few days."

Song Sijianma opposed, "Hey, Dad, what you said is wrong. If the old Tan family doesn't send someone, we can't let my sister go no matter what we say."

"Yes, old man, what are you calculating? If you go back, our family will definitely suffer a loss." Huang Dujuan shook his head like a rattle, "That won't work, that won't work."

Song Qingshu put the chopsticks on the bowl, "What should I do if I don't let her go back? You didn't see her big belly. Do you want her to give birth to her child in her parents' home? Our family is already poor enough. If a married daughter gave birth to a child at her parents' home, I'm afraid our family will never turn over in the rest of her life."

"Dad, you are really superstitious." Song Sijian said: "You believe whatever the village says. I haven't seen anyone who is poor because my daughter gave birth to a child at home."

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." Song Qingshu pushed the bowl and stood up, "Eat quickly and get ready to leave."

"Then I can't let her go easily." Huang Dujuan muttered, "I have never suffered such a big loss in my life."

Song Qingshu went to get the hoe, "It's all like this. What can I do if I don't suffer any losses? What? Do you really think that the old Tan family can bring you red beads. I tell you, don't think about it, there is no door!"

Huang Dujuan: "Is there a door? I have to try it. I'll hold them in for a few days first. By chance, they will be able to change their minds."

"No matter how coincidental it is," Song Qingshu leaned on the hoe handle in both hands, and urged Song Sijian impatiently, "I said, "Can you be quick, don't you see that your elder brother and I are ready."

"It's here." Song Sijian drank the last bite of soup in the bowl and stood up lazily, "I'm not full yet. Why don't you and your elder brother go first and I'll chase you later?"

Song Qingshu: "I don't know you yet? I can wait until I'm about to finish work."

Song Sijian was most reluctant to go to work. As long as Song Qingshu asked him to go to the field, he would make various excuses to delay. In order to go out later, he was a big excuse for not eating enough. In order to pretend, he was already overeating, so he even held a bowl and poured soup down.

The three of them finally left the house. Huang Dujuan took the bowl into the rice bowl. She thought about it and felt that Siqiao could not lie down like this. She left the rice for her in the pot. It became cold for a while and had to burn the fire to heat it again. It was too troublesome.

"Come on, I'm up and have dinner." Huang Dujuan knocked on the door. After listening, there was no movement. She pushed it tentatively, but unexpectedly, the door was pushed open a crack. Huang Dujuan angrily said, "This child doesn't know how to insert the door when he sleeps at night."

"Coincidentally, I can't afford to pay back the price at what time..." Huang Dujuan opened the door and walked in. Halfway through his words, he found that there was no one on the bed.

"Question." Huang Dujuan's eyes circled around the room, but still could not see Siqiao's shadow, "Song Siqiao--"

Huang Dujuan was angry and felt anger reaching her backbone. She had been getting up for several hours. She had not seen Siqiao's shadow since she got up. Now there was no one in the room. What does it mean that Siqiao has been away from home long ago. Where can Siqiao go? There is no need to think about it, she must have run back to the old Tan family.

Huang Dujuan became more and more angry the more she thought about it. The door was tied up in the morning. Siqiao had a big belly and couldn't climb over the wall. It must be the turtle-boss Tan Jianjun who came to take the person away. "This turtle-seven nephew, dares to steal people without knowing the sound. Can I spare you?"

Thinking of this, Huang Dujuan went to chase Song Qingshu and the other three.

Song Qingshu walked in front with a hoe, and Brother Song Sili followed behind. Before the three of them could reach the entrance of the village, they suddenly heard a call from behind, "His father! His father!"

After hearing this voice for decades, Song Qingshu stopped, put the hoe down from his shoulder, looked at Huang Dujuan, frowned, "Look at how anxious you are, what's going on?"

"Grandma, the old Tan family is really not a thing!" Huang Dujuan was so angry that she ran away. "I said Siqiao didn't make any noise today. It turned out that she had already asked Tan Jianjun to take away that turtle!"

Song Sijian was fantasizing about marrying Hongzhu as his wife. He heard Huang Dujuan say this, he didn't want to do it anymore, "What? Grandma!" Song Sijian threw the hoe on Song Sili's shoulder, rolled up his sleeves, clenched his fists, "Dad, mother, their family is clearly bullying. I can't swallow this tone. Let's go and find them!"

Song Qingshu was also angry. Originally, he thought that he would go back in a few days because the Tan family was sincere in admitting their mistakes. Unexpectedly, they could do this? Song Qingshu said to his two sons with a cold face: "I won't go to the ground today, go home." After that, he turned around and walked home.

This time is the place to go to the field to work. People come and go on the road. When the villagers meet, they will greet each other enthusiastically. What's wrong with these three men? Carrying a hoe is not going to the field, but walking towards the village. It must be something wrong to see that expression.

Someone asked: "Uncle, why did you finish your work so quickly?"

Song Qingshu laughed dryly, "I have something to do, let's go home."

Passersby looked at the backs of the family with deep meaning, and they only started to come together and whisper, "Have you seen it? I'm sure it's still the same thing with his in-laws."

"Well, I think so."

"Look, with Huang Dujuan's sissy, this matter cannot be good."

Song Qingshu had a stern face and had nowhere to vent his anger. When he entered the door, he threw the hoe aside. Song Sijian followed suit and threw it away casually. The hoe hit each other and made a "clang" sound. Song Sili followed behind and hurriedly helped both hoes up and put them in place.

"Grandma's." Song Sijian was furious and paced back and forth in the yard. He didn't steal his sister, and even his little wife was in vain. "Dad, you can't just forget about this. We have to go find them!"

"Yes, old man, let's go to them for an explanation!" Huang Dujuan said gritting his teeth: "It's our business that we are willing to let go. Before we can tell the matter, you don't even give up and take the person away, that won't work!"

Song Qingshu also felt that what the old Tan family did was not authentic. It was obvious that you had a mistake first. The matter had not been resolved yet and did such a thing. No one felt uncomfortable. The second brother was right, and he couldn't just swallow his breath like this.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu put his hands on his back and said to Huang Dujuan and the other two: "Follow me to Lao Tan's house."

"Okay!" Song Sijian agreed the fastest, and after saying that, he followed his parents and headed straight for Yanglizhuang with great momentum.

"Dad--" Song Sili really didn't want to go to Yanglizhuang anymore, but as soon as he called out his father, Song Qingshu had already walked away without looking back. He hesitated for a moment and followed behind.

The day before, Siqiao followed Tan Jianjun home. Aunt Tan was quite happy at first. She slept all night and thought about it. Siqiao secretly ran back without her parents' consent. If Huang Dujuan knew about it, would it be great? If nothing unexpected happens, Huang Dujuan would definitely come to the door today.

Not only did Aunt Tan think so, but Mr. Tan and Tan Jianjun also thought of them together. After breakfast, the two of them did not go to the floor and sat at the table waiting for the Song family to come to the door.

The atmosphere was a little nervous, Siqiao said nervously: "Dad, mom, I... shouldn't I come back?"
Chapter completed!