Mr. Tang came back to his senses and said: "Grandpa Li gave me the key to this house and asked me to take care of it. But if you want to rent it for a workshop, I have to ask someone first before you can give it to me."
You answer, are you not in a hurry? Why don't you wait until I say hello tomorrow and then talk to you."
Song Qiu listened and cleverly guessed that Taigong wanted to ask Uncle Winter Melon?
After all, there has been no news about Grandpa Li for many years, so the most legitimate person to inherit this house is Uncle Winter Melon.
Thinking like this, Song Qiu was not in a hurry. She was sure that the winter melon would be rented to her.
He agreed with a smile, then looked at the village chief and said: "I have to ask the village chief's grandpa for help with opening a workshop. My inn is busy every day and I may not be able to spare so much time. I would like to ask the village chief's grandpa to come here."
The village will help me select some people who are willing to work in the workshop. It doesn’t need to be too many, just twenty people will be enough. The wages are still the same, twenty cents a day, and I also want to borrow the big mill in the village."
There is a big mill in the village. It has been there for decades. It was bought by our ancestors when we pooled their money together when they settled down here. At that time, everyone was not rich, so they had a mill. They bought some grains and whole grains and grinded them for eating. It lasted a long time.
point.
Nowadays, the big mill is only used for making glutinous rice balls during the Chinese New Year.
The village chief heard that she had a great idea to open a workshop. Although he didn't know what it would do, hiring people in the village was not a problem.
Last time the Song family made doubanjiang, didn't they invite so many people?
As long as you say it, people will come.
The village chief nodded in agreement.
Saying it was a good thing, Song Qiu didn't stay any longer and hurried back to the inn.
The yam porridge that Wang was responsible for on the small stove was just soft and tender, so Song Qiu personally cooked a few more light dishes and sent them to the young couple.
As for the others, I left it to Wang.
My family also had dinner, and Yuan Hua and his wife returned home from work. They tidied up the inn, sent hot water to the guests, closed the door, and prepared to have a rest.
Song Qiu, Zhang Lihua and A Ling slept in the same room. At that time, Liu Caigui and his son specially made a few small beds. Each slept in a bed and covered himself with a quilt, so he did not feel cold.
The old Yuan family's house was the same as the Wang family's house. At that time, a few extra small beds were specially made for storage, so that it would be convenient to add someone at any time.
Song Qiu took off her coat and skirt, got into the quilt with only her inner coat, and wrapped herself tightly. Her feet, which had been scalded with hot water, were warm and very comfortable.
The night at the end of September was already a bit cold. Song Qiu told Lihua and Aling to cover themselves with quilts and yawned. He heard the two little girls over there still muttering and not wanting to answer. They just listened and pondered.
drowsiness.
"I went back this morning to see if the pigs and chickens at home were fed. I secretly went to the upper room to take a look at my grandpa. He was really lying there motionless! He is really paralyzed and cannot fake it."
"You still pity him? Don't forget, he is the murderer who sent your fourth uncle to buy rat poison to poison your brother but ended up killing Shi Dan'er. He also wanted to squeeze your father to death to get money from home! Your father
If you don't paralyze him with anger, he must have signed another ten-year contract and use the money to make money for others!"
"I don't pity him. I just feel like I can't come back to my senses. I haven't seen my dad yet. I'm still shocked that my dad actually rebelled against the family! And my grandma, why is there no sound this time?
Today when I went back, she asked me if I was tired from work and if I had eaten well. She also grabbed a handful of candies and gave them to me, right in front of my fourth aunt, without any hesitation! I have never seen my milk.
When we were so kind, it feels like a dream now."
"Then you gave the candy to me and Sister Aqiu when you came back. It was really a dream. We were dreaming with you! Why are you thinking so much? Now, your bad grandpa is paralyzed and can't do anything anymore, and so is your father.
You won’t be squeezed for money anymore, and your grandma is very kind to you, isn’t this a good thing!”
"That's what you said. I'm just happy! Don't tell me, my grandma cares about me. My heart is sweeter than eating two handfuls of candy!"
Song Qiu pursed her lips and smiled. She wanted to say that after this moment, she realized something belatedly.
No wonder her grandma and grandma Deng were so close to each other, what was her reaction at that time.
It’s hard to say that her grandma understood early on that Grandma Deng was acting on purpose.
Why act?
Isn't it just because the stepfather takes his own life into his own hands? If he goes too far, the stepfather will feel uncomfortable.
Not to mention, Grandpa Zhang is such a vicious and petty person!
I thought about it vaguely and fell asleep. I don't know when it was, but suddenly I heard something moving outside. Thinking that there were still guests staying in the inn today, I suddenly got excited, turned over and got up, regardless of the cold, I quickly put on my clothes.
Good clothes go out.
When I opened the door, I saw that the lights were on in the kitchen, and Mrs. Wang was lighting a fire inside to boil water.
"what happened?"
Mrs. Wang raised her head and replied quickly, "It's that lady. She suddenly had a seizure and was about to give birth. The master was going to ask the shopkeeper to help find a midwife, but our old lady just happened to be there. She just followed her to the wing.
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Is this going to happen all of a sudden?
Song Qiu listened and hurried to the east chamber guest room.
As an unmarried girl, she could not enter the place where the baby was given birth, so she could only guard the door, feeling a little worried.
This was the first time that someone was delivering her baby, and she was so close and listening.
For a moment, I felt scared again, worried that something might happen, because her breasts were inside.
Just when I was worried, I heard her mother inside asking someone to make a bowl of candy. She felt very strong after eating it.
The door opened and the woman inside ran outside.
Song Qiu immediately said: "I'll cook it right away."
In the kitchen, hot water was boiling, and the two maids kept carrying water back and forth to the wing.
This time, both Zhang Lihua and Aling woke up.
Because I don’t know when this will happen, and it won’t work if so many people are using it. It will have to open tomorrow.
Song Qiu told everyone to go to bed, and she and Wang could just stay and watch.
The sugar bowl was boiled, and two pots of hot water were boiled. Song Qiu went over and took a look, but there was no movement there, and the food was still boiling.
So I simply went back to the kitchen and waited. I sat by the stove and dozed off. Seeing Mrs. Wang waiting around, I took out the white flour and kneaded the dough.
There are many customers coming from north to south every day, some eating rice, and many eating steamed buns. The key point is that at the tea shed outside, there are either buns, steamed buns, or noodles, which are made every day.
Sometimes Mrs. Wang would just hand it out and if it wasn't enough, Mrs. Chen would come and help with the dough.
In short, white flour is indispensable every day.
Song Qiu took a nap for a while, then simply got up to peel garlic and cut ginger. Seeing that the two small stoves were empty, he simply grabbed a handful of rice on one stove and chopped some cabbage and sat on it to cook, while on the other stove he chopped minced meat.
Make minced meat porridge.
Until the two pots of porridge were cooked until they were soft and rotten, Song Qiu guessed that it was already one or two o'clock in the middle of the night, and there was still no movement there.
The maid who came to bring hot water again said that it was because of her breast milk that her first baby would not be born so soon, and it would probably be dawn, so she asked Mrs. Wang to help cook a bowl of sugar-coated eggs.
Song Qiu thought it would be dawn, but was afraid and couldn't wait. He set the fire on the left and right to ensure that the hot water in the pot was ready, and asked Wang to take a rest. After he had rest, he replaced her.
It's up to Wang to take care of breakfast tomorrow morning. She can just sleep a little longer then.