Chapter 41

Song Xijiao didn't understand why Zhongchun didn't let her help the man. It's just that I didn't see it. Now that I see it, she can't do it.

Therefore, she ignored Zhong Chun's words and wanted to come forward. But just walked two steps, the injured man was angry like a cry: "don't come over!"

Song Xijiao was surprised and said, "I just want to help you stop bleeding."

"No, go away!"

"You..."

Song Xijiao was kind to help others, but she was rebuked and immediately got angry. What a man!

At this time, Zhong Chun also grabbed her arm and said, "let's go."

Song Xijiao looks at Zhong Chun and then looks at the injured man. She always thinks there is something strange between them. But I can't tell you what the weirdness is.

Seeing that the rain is getting worse, the man is full of hostility to himself. Song Xijiao has no choice but to follow Zhongchun to leave.

"Chestnut must be scared to be at home alone in such a heavy rain. Let's go quickly." Zhong Chun urged him to speed up the descent.

Fortunately, the heavy rain stopped after a while.

Chestnut alone in the house, worried and afraid. Suddenly, he heard a quick knock on the door outside. Chestnut thought it was Zhongchun and song Xijiao coming back. He went out of the room in a panic and opened the door.

However, the visitor was frightened by the chestnut. It was the fierce song Yuanhan!

"Uncle." The chestnut hid behind the door and gave a yes cry.

Song Yuanhan locked his brows, with a gloomy face, and asked fiercely, "where are your parents?" He still had a bamboo basket in his hand, as if he had come to fight with song Xijiao.

"My father went hunting, and my mother went to send him a bamboo hat." Chestnut lowered his head and said slowly. He opened the door and asked, "uncle, do you have anything to do, or you will come and sit in first."

Song Yuanhan left the bamboo basket aside and walked heavily in the door: "pour me a cup of water."

He couldn't bear to see the wild boy for a long time. If Zhong Chun hadn't stopped him, he would have sold chestnuts.

Suddenly, there was a sound of foot steps outside the door. Chestnut knew that his parents were coming back this time. He ran a few steps to the door and said, "Dad, mom, you're back."

Song Xijiao saw the bamboo basket on the ground as soon as she entered the door. The bamboo basket was not theirs. She frowned subconsciously, "is there anyone in the family?" Song Xijiao asked in a low voice.

"Yes, my uncle is here." When he mentioned song Yuanhan, Li Zi's face was not good-looking. He didn't like this uncle all the time. Every time he came over, he was drunk. He came here to get money from Song Xijiao.

Chestnut hiding behind Zhongchun, Zhongchun touched his head: "it's OK, chestnut and dad go in together." With that, Zhong Chun put down his bow and arrow and bamboo basket and went into the house.

"Why are you here again?" When song Xijiao saw song Yuanhan's appearance, she was very angry and stood at the door.

Song Yuanhan patted the table fiercely: "there is something wrong with the bamboo rat formula you gave me. Do you mean to say that you deliberately retaliate against me, song Xijiao, I am your brother."

Without a word of greetings, song Yuanhan saw song Xijiao's sudden, and began to curse: "I used your bamboo rat formula, but I ate several guests. Now they are at my door every day. Your sister-in-law and I dare not go out."

Listening to song Yuanhan's complaint, song Xijiao rolled her eyes and said calmly, "the bamboo rat formula I gave you is OK. If your guest has a bad stomach, you should consider whether there is something wrong with your own production."

She has already given song Yuanhan the recipe of bamboo mice. Other things have nothing to do with her. Who knows if song Yuanhan cut corners and used rotten meat.

"You also put the responsibility on me, good you a song Xijiao, you believe it or not, I beat you." Said Song Yuanhan is about to move his hand, song Xijiao a flexible to hide in the past.

"I remember when I gave you the formula of bamboo rat, I made it very clear. After the formula was given to you, you would never ask me again, and I would never ask you again." Song Xijiao's face was calm and fearless. "If something goes wrong, it's your own business. It has nothing to do with me."

Song Yuanhan was so angry with song Xijiao that his face turned red. He looked at Song Xijiao angrily and could not help but slap his hands. When he was about to drop his hands, he was stopped by Zhong Chun.

Zhong Chun's face was cold, and his rough hand firmly grasped song Yuanhan's arm: "if you have something to talk about, don't start."

Then, he turned his arm and hid song Xijiao behind him.

"You are nothing. You are not a hunter. I have nothing to do with you when I hit my sister." Song Yuanhan pushed Zhong Chun, "Song Xijiao, you must give me an account of this matter today. You must solve the problem of formula for bamboo rats."

Song Yuanhan was so irritable that he was despised by song Xijiao and could only make trouble without reason.

At first, bamboo mice were sold well, but later, he began to cut corners. If bamboo mice were not sold a few days ago, they would keep them for sale the next day.As time went by, bamboo mice became more and more stale, and song Yuanhan's stall reputation became worse and worse, and there were fewer and fewer visitors. Song Yuanhan came to find song Xijiao and asked her to solve the problem for herself.

To put it bluntly, song Yuanhan came to ask for money. He wanted song Xijiao to make up for all the money he had lost. The women and children in his family had no money to eat.

Song Xijiao gave him a look, scornful and disdainful. She said slowly, "brother, we have already made it very clear that I won't give you any money here. The formula of bamboo rat is enough for you."

Song Yuanhan has done so much. Song Xijiao doesn't want to give him any face. He really thinks that he is a soft persimmon and can be pinched at will? Song Xijiao used to be, but now she is not.

"Song Xijiao, you gave me the bamboo mouse. You must be responsible for this matter to the end, or I won't leave. I will live and eat in your house." Song Yuan, with his thick skin and thick face, sat down on the chair, showing that he didn't care about anything.

Song Xijiao sneered. Now she only thought of a saying in her mind. People don't want to face. The world is invincible. It's really like this. Song Yuanhan completely refreshes her three outlooks.

She pulled the chestnuts and said, "chestnut, go, go with your mother to cook. Zhongchun, there is no firewood at home."

Song Xijiao plans to hang out song Yuanhan. His family can live as they should. As for song Yuanhan, if he wants to stay, he should stay.

"By the way, brother, we don't have any food for you at home. You'd better bring some dry food here. If you're starving, we don't care about burying." She carelessly dropped a word and turned away with chestnuts.

For a moment, only Zhongchun and song Yuanhan are left in the room.

Song Yuan's cold face was livid, but Zhong Chun looked thoughtfully at Song Xijiao's back. He was not afraid of the elder brother. The change was not small.

"Mother, what about uncle?" Chestnut came out of the door and asked in a low voice.

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