Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 750
He knew what he had to do and what he could do.

Everyone has their own burdens. For example, Sheng Yi is now burdened with the responsibility of revenge, and the person in front of him is Song Che, which is enough to become his bondage.

"Brother Fanhua, did you hear that Yongdi sent people to arrest many people to build the imperial mausoleum?" Cheng Huan raised his head and asked cautiously. Song Fanhua was startled for a moment and shook his head slightly, "I'm busy on this road. , we didn't even have much contact with people, my father won't be arrested, right?!"

Song Fanhua's voice obviously raised a few degrees, and Cheng Huan hurriedly persuaded him: "No! Uncle Song was not arrested to build the imperial tomb. Sister Cheng Cheng got the news a few days ago, so we begged my brother-in-law to deal with the government office and send my eldest brother and Song Uncle and the others first arranged the corvees in the town to escape this disaster, and they will be back in half a month!"

　 "What are you going to do?" Song Fanhua asked tremblingly, and the uneasiness in his heart dissipated a little after hearing what he said, but what should have been borne by himself fell on his father because of his late return, which made him feel sad. Extremely remorseful.

"Cutting stones on the mountain!" Cheng Huan said in a low voice, looking at Song Fanhua with distress, seeing that his body was trembling unbearably, he lowered his head and stopped talking, Cheng Huan hurriedly stepped forward and took his arm, "In half a year It's been a month!"

Song Fanhua took a long breath, raised his head and nodded reluctantly to Cheng Huan, his voice still trembling uncontrollably: "I understand, don't worry about me, I have to thank you for Huan'er, If I really went to the imperial mausoleum, my father would definitely not be able to endure it!"

"Don't be sad. The jasmine is still being picked and processed. We still have a lot to do. The world is like this. It's not easy to sell." Cheng Huan said softly.

Song Fanhua snorted coldly, and said in a cold voice: "The people are suffering, and those in power or wealthy businessmen can't restrain themselves and continue to live their luxurious life of big fish and big meat!"

"Then let's earn all their money!" Cheng Huan said through gritted teeth. In his previous life, he didn't think that the change of dynasty was a big deal, but now he deeply understands that the moment the imperial list was released, the suffering people were crying loudly, and their hearts were full of tears. What kind of world collapsed, hopeless and helpless.

"Okay!" Song Fanhua nodded slightly as his mood was still heavy, and pulled Cheng Huan down the mountain.

Sheng Yi settled down in the valley, and Song Fanhua went to Shengtian again on the grounds of buying flowers, and then stopped going out again. After half a month, Song Che, Cheng He and others returned to the village.

Because they knew they were coming back today, the family waited at the entrance of the village early in the morning, and even sent a few bullock carts to the town to pick up people early in the morning. They didn't see the bullock carts staggering in the distance until the sun was three poles.

Perhaps seeing someone else's husband come back caused sadness, and some of the daughters-in-law of the men who were dragged to work in the imperial mausoleum cried again, and went home unbearably sad before seeing the ox cart approaching.

Cheng Huan followed the crowd and walked a few steps outside the village, and the ox cart was also nearby. Cheng He's complexion was very bad, his originally fair skin was peeled off from the sun, and his pink lips became gray and dull. , not to mention the shabby clothes, as if he hadn't seen water for a long time. He was originally a good and modest son, but now he has been ruined into a refugee's virtue.

But fortunately, his back is straight, and his whole body exudes a sense of elegance, so that Cheng Huan will not fail to recognize him.

(End of this chapter)