Song Zhenping had been harvesting rice all morning, and for the first time during lunch, she had to drink with Uncle Han.
After two sips of wine, he blushed and said, "Yun'er, Miss Yang is a good, good girl. I think... it's OK!"
While working this morning, Yang Hua was doing some things for him intentionally or unintentionally. This sudden concern made Song Zhenping's heart beat wildly.
Although Yun'er also cares about herself, she is her younger sister and is different from others.
Just think about it, in the future, if someone is cutting rice and harvesting wheat with me, hand in hand, side by side, and asking if he is tired or thirsty, he will feel like he has drunk wine.
Song Liyun thought it was okay, so she told Yang Hua that her sister-in-law had driven her away.
Song Zhenping's expression was solemn: "Her brother is really nothing! My sister raised him because of her kindness, and I won't be able to repay him in my lifetime. Without Yang Hua, he will have to beg for food, and he can't have the kind of daughter-in-law who will tear down the family."
Song Liyun smiled: "Brother, you are wrong. When my brother gets married, he and his wife are one family.
Yang Hua would definitely feel even more uncomfortable if she saw her younger brother divorce his sister-in-law for her, leaving the family without a family."
"Raising a younger brother is a kindness and family affection. Just like you, we can't expect Xiao An to repay you regardless of anything in the future."
Speaking of which, Xiao An was really brought up by Song Zhenping, and this kindness is as heavy as a mountain.
Song Zhenping shook his head: "Of course I don't want Xiao An to repay you, as long as Xiao An does well."
Song Liyun smiled slightly: Anyone can say this kind of thing, but who can really understand it.
When Xiao An grows up and starts a family, Song Zhenping will definitely not get used to it.
In fact, it doesn't matter whether you repay the favor or not. What scares you most is that the two parties have no sense of proportion.
Dependence becomes lack of opinion, and caring becomes overbearing and powerful.
There is no boundary between the interference between flesh and blood relatives, which ultimately harms everyone.
"There is no way to marry Yang Hua, and it is also the best way out.
If that younger brother is grateful and sensible, lives a good life for his own family, no longer makes his sister worry and sad, and can help her sister when he is able in the future, Yang Hua will definitely be the happiest."
Song Zhenping thought for a moment and ordered some snacks: "Yun'er is right, I have to live my own life first, not to let you worry, not to be a burden to you, so that my home can be your home from now on. From now on, Xiao An...
...Xiao An also has to support his own family."
He remembered that time when he sent fur goods, Yun'er and Uncle Han were both good people, but he didn't know anything and couldn't even ride a horse, which became a burden to Yun'er.
From now on, I also want to live a good life at home and be able to take charge of the family. After Yun'er gets married, she can go home and live at any time.
Otherwise, he will be like Yang Ji, who cares about one thing but not the other, and makes his own sister sad.
Speaking of this, Song Zhenping felt more and more sorry for Yang Hua who was forced to get married.
The two were talking, and Xiao An listened silently. He heard his brother say that he would not drag down the second sister, and this was still the second sister's home. He hurriedly expressed his position: "Second sister, I will work hard in the future, and my home is also your home."
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Song Liyun smiled happily: "Okay, Xiao An will also give the second sister a home in the future."
Xiao An chuckled, a dimple appeared on his already fleshy face.
Han Ming also ate at the same table with his three brothers and sisters today. He is a man who talks little and will not interfere in his employer's affairs.
That girl Yang Hua is a diligent person, anyone with a discerning eye can see that, there is nothing to say about this.
When he heard that Yang Hua's sister-in-law was getting married and drove Yang Hua away, she couldn't help but glance at Song Liyun.
Will Yang Hua's today be Miss Song's tomorrow?
But after hearing the answers from the Song Zhenping brothers, Han Ming's eyes showed appreciation. Whether he can do it or not is one thing, at least he needs to think so.
Song Liyun was generally not used to teaching the Song Zhenping brothers about their philosophy of life.
Everyone is unique, and no one is qualified to be someone else’s mentor.
One is honey and the other is arsenic. Even if I live two lives, each life is still a brand new life.
It's just that Yang Hua's situation has many similarities with hers.
Naturally, Song Liyun was not worried that the Song family would not be able to accommodate him in the future, but Xiao An was brought up by Song Zhenping, so if he could not understand the truth, it would always be a disaster.
Even if it is not Yang Hua who marries Baolinju this time, there is still Zhang Hua and Li Hua, there will always be a woman who will be the mistress here. It would be better to break it to Song Zhenping and explain it clearly now.
After dinner, there was no one in Baolinju to rest, so he quickly went to the fields.
They were delayed talking while eating, and the Zhang family had already arrived again.
Seeing Song Liyun coming, Chuntao came over with a smile on her face: "Sister Song, please treat me to tea!"
Seeing the smile on her face, Song Liyun knew that she must be interesting, so he replied: "Why are you drinking tea? If you want to drink, just drink!"
Chuntao laughed loudly: "That's great! I want to drink three cups."
The two of them had not interacted much before, but now they became inexplicably close.
Chuntao said: "My cousin said that Daping people are honest and just work hard. They didn't dare to look at her in the morning. She is reliable."
Song Liyun laughed dryly: "My brother is honest!"
But he was complaining in his heart. Song Zhenping didn't even know how to say a word while working together all morning. This was too honest.
Chuntao added: "I said that your family has a workshop and will have plenty of money in the future. But my cousin said that it belongs to my second sister and has nothing to do with Daping. I can use it as much as I can earn.
I said, then there is only Baolinju and ten acres of land. My cousin also said that if you work harder, you can support your family."
Song Liyun's smile was a little stiff: This is too clear. I will give Song Zhenping some shops in the future, and I can't watch him live on just ten acres of land.
Chuntao also sighed: "Do you think this is a little too serious?"
Song Liyun really couldn't say: It's a good thing for people to be strong, but they shouldn't be too strong. They have too low self-esteem and will tire themselves out by comparing themselves to each other.
But there are always ways to solve these things in the future.
She thought for a while, then pulled Chuntao, who was still praising Yang Hua, and asked: "Sister-in-law, if my brother has a problem with his leg, have you told anyone?"
This must be made clear in advance and cannot be concealed from others.
Before Chuntao could answer, she suddenly covered her mouth and motioned to Song Liyun to the edge of the field behind her.
Song Liyun turned around and saw Song Zhenping holding a copper pot and pouring out a bowl of water and bringing it to Yang Hua who was tying up the haystack.
The rice fields were uneven, and Song Zhenping was nervous. He was limping badly in both hands and feet when he walked, and half of a bowl of water spilled out.
At this time, even a blind person could see something was wrong with Song Zhen's flat legs.
Yang Hua, on the other hand, was obviously a little surprised, but she still dropped what she was doing, ran two steps quickly, and took the bowl of water.
The two looked at each other, blushed instantly, and separated awkwardly.
The smile on Song Liyun's face gradually brightened, and she turned to Chuntao: "Did you see it?"
Chuntao chuckled: "My cousin already knew that big flat legs are not good, and she has no objection. Please choose a day to propose marriage! Let my mother-in-law be the matchmaker."
As the sun set, the two families finished threshing rice.
It takes one day to manually plow ten acres of rice for two families. It is not a miracle of great speed. It is just because the rice yield here is low. No wonder everyone likes to grow corn, sorghum and potatoes.