Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 190 Swaggering

Song Ying remained calm, as if he didn't notice her suspicion. He solemnly took out a square red lacquered wooden box with engraved patterns from under a pile of things.

"Wow, this box is so exquisite!" Aunt Meihua couldn't help but praise it. She touched it with her hand and asked, "What kind of wood is it made of? It feels better than the material of the bed I brought as a dowry."

"I don't know. I'll ask my master later. She will definitely know."

Seeing this wooden box, Aunt Meihua couldn't help but become more curious about what the Chongyang cake inside looked like.

As the wooden box was opened, four cakes of different shapes came into view: plum blossom shape, butterfly shape, cloud shape, and bird shape!

"Oh my, there are so many shapes in one box. How many cakes can be made with that much time?" Aunt Meihua was amazed by the rich patterns and shapes. "This rich family is just too particular. They eat any shape. Why bother with all that time?"

Song Ying replied: "Rich people are not as busy as we are, and they have plenty of time to carve a plate of cakes.

Moreover, this is not troublesome. The molds have been prepared early, and there are enough people assigned to make them. Each person is responsible for one shape, and it can be done quickly.

Some dishes are really troublesome and only professional chefs can prepare them several days in advance. Others can’t help at all.”

"How many days? It's really hard to eat a meal." Aunt Meihua still couldn't understand. She cast her eyes on the Chongyang cake in the wooden box again and frowned, "Such a big box, but only four pieces?"

Song Ying blinked quickly and said without any guilt, "Five pieces. There was one piece in the middle, so I ate it."

"That's not a lot. The space in between can accommodate three or four more pieces." After a pause, she continued, "Can't these cakes be stacked up? It's just five pieces. It's such a waste to put them in such a big box."

"I can't help it. Rich families are particular about this." Song Ying replied, and then said again: "I have to go back first. Aunt, you go ahead and do your work."

Aunt Meihua felt that she hadn’t seen enough, and seeing how anxious she was, she felt comfortable enough to keep her there, saying, “Okay, go back quickly and apologize to your grandmother.

Take this precious cake with you during the ancestral worship ceremony so that your ancestors can have a taste of it."

"Okay!" Song Ying put away the wooden box, picked up the backpack, and walked towards the village.

There was no one at the entrance of the village today, and she was not in a hurry. When she arrived at the village chief's house, she greeted Qian who was sitting under the eaves from a distance.

"Grandma Qian, I'm basking in the sun."

Qian's eyesight was not good, and she didn't recognize Song Ying until he came closer. She was very surprised, "Your grandmother said you were working part-time in the Shen Mansion, why are you back?"

"It's the Double Ninth Festival, so I came back to visit my grandma." Song Ying said as he walked to the eaves and put down his backpack, looking like he was very tired and wanted to take a rest.

How could Qian let her sit on the ground in front of her house? She quickly asked the Meiyue sisters in the house to bring some chairs. After Song Ying thanked her with a smile, she started talking to Qian.

A quarter of an hour later, after showing off the precious Chongyang Cake made by the "Imperial Chef" of the Shen Mansion, showing off her clothes, pearls and her master, and expressing her filial piety to Li, Song Ying walked towards the next house with satisfaction.

In this way, she walked along the way, greeting everyone she met warmly, talking about her beautiful new clothes and the Shen Mansion, showing them the Chongyang cake, and letting people see the meat, tofu and other food she bought for her family in her backpack.

He swaggered along the way, and by the time he arrived at Uncle Song's house, most people in the village knew that Song Ying had returned, not to work as a temporary worker in the Shen residence, but to work as a medicine boy for the doctor.

The doctor was generous and willing to spend money on Song Ying. Song Ying was very filial. He lived well and did not forget Li. He got the cakes made by the imperial chef and brought them back to Li.

As a result, many people changed their views on Song Ying, saying that she was actually a very good person, and that she was just angry last time and didn't say anything. This child was also very proud and refused to admit her mistakes in public.

Besides, children only want beautiful clothes and delicious food. Their lives in the past were really hard, so they ignorantly complained that Li was partial.

When Li came back from working in the fields, she was very happy to hear that Song Ying had brought back cakes made by the imperial chef to honor her. But she told the villagers that Song Ying was filial by nature and was just angry last time. She didn't like to hear that Song Ying had suffered too much.

Isn't the meaning of these words still saying that the Song family treats their granddaughter harshly?

She went home with a gloomy face, and saw from afar Song Ying wearing a brand new green dress, standing outside the door and talking to Zhou from next door.

Zhou was standing facing the road. She was the first to notice Li and said with a smile, "Song Ying, your grandma is back. Go and meet her."

Song Ying turned his head and saw Li carrying a full basket of weeds and two hoes on her shoulders. There was no sign of Yang behind her.

She soon realized that at this time, Yang should have gone to pick up Song Yuan.

When she was at home before, it was her job to cut grass for the ducks and to pick up Song Yuan. When Yang was free and came back from work, Li didn't even have to carry the hoe herself.

And they came back at this time. There is no doubt that it was because Yang wasted time picking up Song Yuan, so Li had to do more.

She suppressed the sneer in her heart and ran over quickly: "Grandma, why are you carrying so many things? What if they get crushed? Song Tian is really something. Where have you been? You have to come and cut the grass for me. He really doesn't care about you at all."

Uncle Song and Yang were the elders, so as a junior she naturally couldn't find fault with them. Song Yuan was in school, so she could only talk to Song Tian.

As Song Ying spoke, he reached out to take the hoe from Li's hand, and then took the backpack from Li's back.

After handing her the backpack, Li took the hoe and squinted at her: "Are you willing to come back? Aren't you determined to stay in the Shen family as a slave?"

"Grandma, I'm carrying a lot of grass, it's heavy, let me go back and put it down first." Song Ying now doesn't want to suffer any more injustice.

Li's face suddenly turned dark. What was this damn woman saying? It was as if she was deliberately trying to provoke her.

Zhou in the next yard didn't think much about it. She echoed the advice, "Yes, Aunt Li, if you have anything to say, just go back and talk it over behind closed doors. We are all family, so just talk it out."

Li's expression did not improve. Just because Zhou didn't think much about it didn't mean that other people wouldn't think too much about it. If this matter got out and fell into the ears of someone with ulterior motives, it would be like she, as a grandmother, was deliberately tormenting her granddaughter.

She glared at Song Ying fiercely, "Come in!"

After saying this, he walked to the door of his house in two or three steps, took out his key and opened the door.

Song Ying shrugged indifferently, followed him in, and walked straight to the duck shed to put down the backpack.