Sister-in-law of the Xu family: "..."
Others: "No, no, no. The Song family's books have benefited many scholars in the county. I heard that they are sold cheaper than in the county. Miss Song's family couldn't be more blessed."
Just kidding, let’s just talk to her in private. If you really can’t buy the paper books from Songjia Bookstore, you will be in trouble. The books from Songjia Bookstore are used by scholars in Fushui County. Do you have to travel thousands of miles to buy them elsewhere? The road is so dangerous, and you might not be able to come back if you go out.
Song Yushan nodded: "That's right. It seems that the Xu family's sister-in-law is the only one who thinks so."
The Xu family's sister-in-law's face turned red. She couldn't help but apologize, and she also hated herself for having caused trouble for her youngest son. She was afraid that her family would not be able to spare her when she returned.
Song Yushan ignored her and turned to look at the bun shop: "Aunt Wang, two beef buns and a pot of soy milk."
"Hey, hey, come on, come on!"
Aunt Wang, who originally wanted to be a bit weird, woke up from her dream. This girl is really a powerful mistress. With the only bookstore in the county, others really don't dare to mess with her. Who doesn't know how good reading is? ?
Fortunately, fortunately, the Xu family's daughter-in-law stroked the tiger's beard first.
Aunt Wang thought of the cold shoulder she had given to the daughter of the Song family a few days ago, and wanted to make up for it. She loved eating homemade steamed buns, but she couldn't bear to add more steamed buns as before, so she could only fill her with soy milk.
"Aunt Wang, the soy milk is very good today, thank you very much!" Song Yushan added another penny before carrying the things away.
This is just right. If she wants to eat Aunt Wang’s buns in the future, she doesn’t have to avoid them because she always wants to get together with her son to give her buns. In fact, it’s the buns made by Aunt Wang and her. Like my bookstore, it is the only one in the county.
Seeing the money, Aunt Wang's heartache for having an extra spoonful of soy milk disappeared instantly, and she became more pleased with Song Yushan: "Miss Song is so polite, come here more often in the future!"
She likes customers who are so polite and don't like to take advantage of her.
Her son can no longer enjoy the Song family's wealth, and now he has to rely on her. With her skills in making buns, and Miss Song's family being so generous, she kept the Song family's money and made a lot of money.
Seeing her walking away, Aunt Wang saw the Xu family's daughter-in-law and said something sarcastic: "Miss Song is as generous and kind as Song Xiucai, how come there are still people who say she is a evil star with evil intentions?"
Sister-in-law of the Xu family: "..."
Don't think she doesn't know that someone was more happy than she was before!
Song Yushan returned to the bookstore, finished her breakfast happily, and then sat behind the counter and read to pass the time.
These days are her haircut ceremony and her father's funeral. The bookstore has not been open for several days, and the business in the morning is very good.
Scholars should pay more attention to their words and deeds. Even if someone has a scheming intention, they will not show it in a big way, and they will look kind on the surface.
Song Yushan operated according to the old routine of his father's time, and the morning was relatively peaceful without any trouble.
At the beginning of noon, Song Yushan closed the bookstore, posted a piece of paper on the door, informing him that it would open again tomorrow morning, said hello to Yuan Shibo, and went out.
Passing by Fumanzhai, Song Yushan ordered lunch for two and carried it all the way to the west of the county.
She couldn't help but ask her to take a nap after lunch as Granny Hua said.
I slept too much last night, and now I have something else on my mind. It would be a waste of sleep. It would be better to go to her house earlier with lunch.
"Master, I brought you Fumanzhai's Liuding Meat Cup!" Song Yushan's voice reached the house before he even stepped into the threshold of Shoucai Shop.
Grandma Hua, who was making a fire in the backyard to prepare lunch, stopped what she was doing, shook her head, and walked out of the kitchen. As expected, she carried the food box into the yard and filled the stone table in the yard with the meals. .
"Why are you here so early? Didn't I ask you to come back later?" Granny Hua complained, but she quickly wiped her hands and sat down.
"I slept too much last night and couldn't fall asleep at noon today. I just happened to come and have dinner with you. I'll eat more deliciously with you!" Song Yushan said with a smile.
Granny Hua glanced at her: "It's just this once, it won't happen next time."
How could Song Yushan not know that her mother-in-law was worried that she was spending too much and didn't want to trouble her?
She had known for a long time that her mother-in-law also loved to eat. Every time she brought her food, there was never anything left.
However, because of others' fear of her, she rarely goes out on weekdays. She never goes to restaurants in the county to eat. She always cooks at home, even if the food she cooks is really not delicious.
Song Yushan thought of this, lowered his head and made a sad expression: "Master, my father is gone, and I am the only one left. I don't even have anyone to eat with. That's all in the morning. Can I be with Master at noon and evening?" Eat? If you stay with Master, your appetite will be better."
Granny Hua is not afraid of people's malice, but she is most afraid of the kindness of others and the sadness of those around her. The kindness of others and the sadness of those around her are the easiest to make her soften: "That's all, you can come whenever you want from now on!"
Song Yushan raised his head for a second, and his sadness suddenly disappeared: "That's great, thank you, Master!"
Granny Hua nodded her forehead: "Ghost!"
Song Yushan chuckled.
An old man and a young man had lunch.
The young girls’ laughter made the deserted courtyard lively.
After the meal, Song Yushan asked her mother-in-law to teach her how to practice.
"The mental method of our sect can only be practiced at night. I will tell you the common sense of this practice world in the afternoon!" Granny Hua said.
Song Yushan nodded repeatedly and quickly took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone from his bag and set them up, not forgetting to explain to her mother-in-law: "My father said that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. I am afraid that I will forget what I have heard. It is better to write it down so that I can review it later." "
Granny Hua nodded and began to talk: "The world is divided into nine states, Yong, Ji, Yan, Liang, Henan, Qing, Jing, Xu, and Yang. Our Fushui County is in Linjiang County, Qingzhou.
Since ancient times, humans, demons, and ghosts have lived together in Kyushu, and demons and ghosts have often caused chaos. At first, the human race was weak. Later, some people gained strength and built cities through enlightenment of the heaven and earth. Only then did the human race become the masters of Kyushu.
Today's practitioners either live in seclusion in the mountains or forests, or travel around, killing ghosts and monsters to protect peace.
Monks like my mother-in-law, whose physical strength and control are stronger than ordinary people and who can't even cast spells, can only be considered at the bottom of the cultivation world.
Your cultivation talent is very good, and your future achievements will definitely be better than those of your mother-in-law. Your mother-in-law can only teach you how to get started. After the Body Tempering Realm, you will have to rely on yourself.
If you can break through the Qi Condensation Realm and learn a few of the spells from your mother-in-law, you will be able to venture into the county. "
"I will definitely study hard!" Song Yushan promised, not only to find her father, but also for herself: "Master, how many realms are there in cultivation?"
