Chapter 12 The messy morning


    Song Jin returned to the room in silence with a cold face.


    Once I sat there for a long time, my body was filled with a faint sadness.


    Qin Chi on the side made him feel a little sad, so he sighed and got up and went out to the kitchen to make a pot of flower tea.


    "Madam, come and drink a little tea to moisten your throat."


    Qin Chi called Song Jin to come over.


    Song Jin patted his cheek with both hands and raised his smile as if he was used to it, "Thank you, my husband, I''m really a little thirsty."


    After half a cup of tea.


    Song Jin lowered his eyes and asked, "You said, should I forgive her?"


    "A gentleman is honest but not forgiven."


    Qin Chi filled the tea for Song Jin.


    Song Jin understood his meaning. This sentence comes from the Analects of Confucius. Its meaning is that a gentleman sticks to the right path and cannot pay attention to credit without regard for right and wrong.


    According to Qin Chi''s meaning, Song Xiu had no need to forgive.


    Song Jin didn''t say anything anymore.


    Instead, he reached into his sleeve bag and took out the purse obtained from Song Xiu. It was the silver note that Song Jin had given him before.


    A thousand taels per picture, a total of four pictures.


    Qin Chi''s eyes flashed past the silver bills.


    When the tea bowl was placed on the table, Qin Chi said slowly: "Erlang told me that he saw his aunt looking for him this morning. The aunt gave her a silver note. He didn''t know how much, but the milk looked very excited at that time..."


    “No wonder there are only four.”


    There are ten silver notes in Lu Ban box, which totals ten thousand taels.


    Song Jin gave Song Xiu half.


    It took only a thousand taels to disappear.


    It’s not that Song’s father couldn’t afford more money, but he couldn’t give too much money. A helpless woman married to the countryside. Too much money could easily cause trouble. This money can ensure that the two daughters have no worries about food and clothing, but they cannot have a good time.


    In his previous life, Song Xiu spent too much money and spent money on the silver early.


    Today, Song Jin took the opportunity to get the money back just to teach Song Xiu a lesson.


    Song Jin counted out two silver notes and handed them to Qin Chi.


    "What does this mean?"


    Qin Chi didn''t answer and asked in an interesting way.


    Song Jin said, "I''ll take it for you."


    "Then Qi''an thanked my wife."


    Qin Chi''s eyes are bright and starry eyes are smiling, and every frown and smile is filled with a different style.


    Song Jin silently looked away.


    The first meeting was so deep that Song Jin didn''t believe Qin Chi with such a harmless appearance.


    Song Jin asked casually: "Is Qi''an your word?"


    "Well, it was my mother who raised it."


    Qin Chi did not participate in the imperial examination, but as soon as he turned three, Li enlightened him, "My mother was from a good family when she was a child and had been studying for a few years. Later, she was forced to flee due to war and unfortunately was robbed by refugees on the way. She was the only one in the family who was lucky enough to be saved by my father... I gave me the word "Just pray for peace, hoping that I will be safe and safe in my life, without disasters or difficulties."


    Song Jin was inexplicably sad after hearing this.


    Everyone in the world has misfortunes, but they are different.


    Qin Chi put away the tea bowl and obviously didn''t want to talk anymore. "Stay early tonight. Since I don''t have to go back tomorrow, I''ll take you to the county town."


    Song Jin suddenly looked up at him, his beautiful little face full of hope.


    Qinjiagou is too far from the county town.


    Just relying on one pair of legs, I am afraid it will be dark.


    The Qin family happened to have a carriage.


    Who knows that sometimes the more anxious I sleep, the harder it is to fall asleep.


    The next day, early in the morning.


    Song Jin, who was sleeping in a daze, was awakened by the loud voice of Old Liu.


    Sit up and put on your clothes and comb your hair.


    The door was pushed open, and Qin Chi walked in from outside, holding a wooden basin in his hand.


    A basin of clean water.


    “Wake up?”


    Qin Chi put the wooden basin on the basin rack, "Come here to wash your face, I''m afraid there will be no breakfast, so we''ll rush out to have something earlier."


    "Song Xiu made breakfast today?" Song Jin asked while washing up, "What''s going on? Such a big stir?"


    Qin Chi didn''t say much, just asked Song Jin to go out and take a look and then you''ll understand.


    Outside.


    Song Xiu had a sad face.


    I was being scolded by Old Liu.


    I was so embarrassed last night that Song Xiu wanted to show off her skills this morning, overwhelming the big pot of porridge that Song Jin cooked last time.


    Let Qin Mingsong accompany her to the kitchen early.


    Qin Mingsong proposed to make rice porridge, but Song Xiu insisted on kneading the noodles, and then finished the flour that Lao Liu had saved.


    It would be better if it was made into pasta, but Song Xiu put too much water into it, not only did it not knead into dough, but it all became a kind of water that was not boiled.


    The things cooked so much that the dog doesn’t even eat.


    Old Liu was so distressed that he beat his chest.


    Song Xiu hid behind Qin Mingsong and asked him to welcome the storm of Old Liu.


    Qin Mingsong''s face looked very ugly.


    The hangover made him uncomfortable, but he woke Song Xiu up before he slept for a long time and said it was too dark and asked him to accompany her to the kitchen.


    The hangover and not having a good sleep made Qin Mingsong feel a splitting headache.


    But Old Liu was still cursing.


    Song Xiu over there was like a abused young wife, shrank her head and said nothing.


    "Mom, that''s enough!"


    Qin Mingsong''s face looked extremely ugly, "Isn''t it just a meal of early food? Just ask others to help you make a meal."


    "Is this a breakfast?"


    When Lao Liu saw his son protecting Song Xiu, he became furious and rushed to the sky.


    Song Xiu cried aggrievedly: "Sorry, I''m sorry, I''ve never done kitchen work, I don''t know, woof..."


    "You won''t! You won''t say it earlier, have you not spoken?"


    The more you think about it, the more angry you became, and your attitude became even more sarcastic. "Half of the kitchen has been burned, and you have been chasing it all! Now you are here to tell me, you won''t?! I beat you to death, a prodigal girl..., I will make a devastating star! My Qin family has been married to you for eight lifetimes!"


    Old Liu beat someone up when he got started.


    "Mom! Didn''t you say you like pasta before? I made it for you specifically, but it''s too difficult!"


    "When did I say this?"


    "I listened to you very much that my sister gave me porridge that day. Although I failed to make noodles today, my filial piety is not wrong!"


    "You-"


    "I will be mature again and again. I will definitely pay attention to letting less water next time... Oh, it hurts!"


    "I will beat you to death, I will beat you to death today!"


    Song Xiu Lao hid next to Qin Mingsong.


    One chased and the other escaped, circled around Qin Mingsong, causing chaos.


    Song Jin waited and watched from afar.


    The same is true for the rest of the Qin family, protruding their heads in front of the door.


    The kitchen door was in a mess.


    Is this cooking breakfast or cooking the kitchen?


    No wonder Qin Chi said he couldn''t count on breakfast today.


    Seeing Song Jin watching the fun in the distance, Song Xiu stared at Song Jin hatefully.


    It’s all because of Song Jin!


    Why did Song Jin only cook a large pot of rice porridge and everyone was happy. She was determined to make pasta for Lao Liu and would be beaten!


    No matter how Song Xiu glared at herself, Song Jin felt that she was particularly pleasing to her today. Especially, it made Old Liu furious.


    Very happy!


    Song Jin didn''t know that Song Xiu was making fun of this.


    Qin Chi once went to the kitchen to help Song Jin, so Song Xiu coaxed Qin Mingsong into the kitchen before dawn.


    I hope he can help me.


    Who knew that Qin Mingsong knew nothing, and he could light the pile of fire even if he helped burn the fire!


    Song Xiu did not offer Qin Mingsong, but still wanted to sell him one.


    Qin Mingsong did stand up to protect her!


    But this kind of maintenance is undoubtedly a knife in the heart of Old Liu, and he spared no effort to hit Song Xiu.


    Thank you for the rewards~flying kiss!


    ??(This chapter ends)