Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 155 Beaten Again

After thanking Lin Wenxuan again and again, Song Ying went to Zhuangyuanfang to buy things.

After all, she was still young and not strong enough, so she could only carry a limited amount of things at one time, so she put the most important thing, food, first.

She bought two kilograms of rice, two kilograms of flour, some salt, a piece of pork, and a new backpack.

Now she had to return the backpack to her second uncle's family. As for the bed sheets given by Yang, she also planned to return them by buying a bed later. She had to prove herself and show people that she could live well without relying on them!

She also wanted to buy eggs. In the past, she could only watch others eat them. From now on, she also wanted to eat an egg every day.

But after thinking about it carefully, I didn't buy it.

It's such a long way, and carrying such heavy objects. If you fall, the eggs will break. It's better to buy them directly in the village. It's convenient and safe.

Song Ying moved very quickly. He went straight to the destination, made his purchases and left. When he returned to Xinghua Village, it was only quarter past three in the afternoon.

Most of the villagers were working in the fields, so the village seemed somewhat quiet. When passing by the village chief's house, Song Ying subconsciously looked inside, only to find that the sisters Meiyue and Nanxing were kneeling in the yard again, and he could hear them sobbing softly!

Song Ying was very surprised. Last night when she and Luo Yanxing passed by Songlinpo to move herbs, Meiyue Nanxing was not in the yard. Obviously, the adults in their family were not as cruel as Luo Yanxing and Xiaoxiang's family. They let them get up after kneeling for only one afternoon.

Why are you kneeling again now?

Could it be that the adults in her family felt it was too cold at night and continued to kneel during the day?

She lowered her voice and called softly. Because the surroundings were quiet, the sisters Meiyue and Nanxing quickly heard the sound and looked back.

Song Ying immediately noticed their red eyes that looked like rabbits, "Why are you kneeling again?"

Seeing her, Mei Yue felt very aggrieved, pursed her lips, and tears rolled down like beads from a broken string. She raised her hand to wipe them away and said, "Yes..."

Just as she uttered a word, she caught a glimpse of her grandmother Qian coming out of the kitchen at the side.

Mei Yue immediately shut up. Nan Xing, who was standing next to her, was worried that she didn't see it, so she nudged her gently with her elbow.

Song Ying also saw Qian and felt a little embarrassed. She called her Grandma Qian and prepared to leave.

Qian was a little surprised and asked, "Are you back from the city?"

"Yes." Song Ying turned his head and answered, then hurried away.

The villagers must have hated her very much these days, especially the families whose girls worked with her to collect herbs to earn money.

If she meets someone who is particularly outspoken, he might scold her directly, but Song Ying has no intention of letting herself be scolded.

Watching her leave, Qian felt very complicated. Although she already knew that they made money by selling herbs, she was still shocked to see a ten-year-old girl go to the county town alone and come back.

In recent years, the weather has been good and there are few thieves and bandits, but that doesn't mean there is no danger. Not to mention children, even adults have to be careful on the road when going to the city.

With doubts, Song Ying planned to go find Luo Yanxing to ask. As he was walking, he vaguely heard crying, and the voice sounded a little familiar.

Song Ying's heart tightened and he quickened his pace. He walked forward a little further. The crying sound became clearer. It was Zhao Xiaocui crying!

Considering that Meiyue Nanxing was kneeling in the yard again, there was only one answer, and it was related to them collecting herbs.

Could it be that the adults discovered that the herbs they collected were not just the kind of grasshopper?

Song Ying quickly ran home, put down the backpack and ran to Zhao Xiaocui's house. He heard Aunt Meihua cursing from afar.

"You dare to lie to me? Do you really think I won't beat you to death? You are so bold now that you dare to intercept it after being discovered. There are more than three taels of silver, but you only concealed three taels. Are you obsessed with money?..."

When they arrived at Zhao Xiaocui's house, Song Ying stepped forward and stopped in front of Zhao Xiaocui, saying, "Aunt Meihua, didn't you beat up..."

Before she could finish, Aunt Meihua glared at her, "Song Ying, get out of my way, or I'll beat you up too!"

Aunt Meihua has always been straightforward, and Song Ying has always been known for being well-behaved and sensible, so she has always liked Song Ying very much.

It was the first time that Song Ying faced her like this. She felt a little uneasy, but she didn't move away. She swallowed nervously and said, "Let's talk it over. That money was earned by Xiao Cui with great effort. She didn't steal or rob. What's wrong with leaving a little money? When you didn't separate the family, you didn't hand over all the money you earned."

The more Song Ying spoke, the angrier she became. Not only was the money they had worked so hard to earn taken away by their family members, but they were also beaten for not giving it all back. What kind of logic was this!

Upon hearing her words, Aunt Meihua got angry and waved her peach branch, making a clanging sound in the air, "Song Ying, get out of here right now. I can't control what you think or do!

But I have to take good care of my daughter! Such a selfish person will never be allowed to appear in my family!"

This is the most densely populated area in the village, with many families living here. When they heard the noise, those who were still at home came over and accused Song Ying:

"Hey, you are such a nosy woman, you even meddle in other people's business and even interfere in how others educate their own daughters!"

"You are disobedient and unfilial, and you want to make other girls be like you, right?"

"I think Xiao Cui was originally a good person, but you led her astray..."

Song Ying looked around and soon saw Xiaoxiang's mother Zhang, Luo Yanxing's mother Wang, as well as Pan Di's mother, Tian Fang's mother, and Sanniu's mother in the crowd.

At this time, they were still at home and not working in the fields. It was obvious that they were beating their daughter at home.

Song Ying felt as if her breath was stuck in her chest, and when she saw Luo Yanxing and Pan Di with red eyes outside the crowd, her eyes suddenly turned red.

Letting go of Zhao Xiaocui and standing up, she sneered, "Okay! In that case, don't pick herbs anymore! If you don't pick herbs to sell, there's no such thing as keeping them for personal gain!

I will go to the city and tell the doctors at the clinic that we will no longer sell herbs and ask them to find someone else to sell them. Tell them in advance so as not to delay the clinic's business!"

The crowd suddenly quieted down, and many people showed anxiety and worry on their faces, especially those like Zhang who had girls at home.

They had just received a large sum of money from their daughter, and they knew very well how profitable picking herbs was, more than what they could earn from doing odd jobs, so how could they bear to stop selling herbs?

After a brief silence, Wang said, "You are so young, but you are so arrogant. Why should the clinic listen to you? Who do you think you are? A powerful lady from an official family?"

Hearing this, many people relaxed and began to laugh at Song Ying's arrogance.

Song Ying sneered and said, "Then why don't you go and try to see if I can persuade the clinic!"

Dr. Ma's clinic has a dedicated herbalist and a drug dealer channel, who are willing to buy the herbs collected by Song Ying and her colleagues. First, they process them carefully, and they are no worse than those processed by dedicated herbalists.