Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 191 Filial Piety

In the past, Song Ying would have definitely chopped up the small weeds and fed them to the ducks, but now, she wouldn't do that.

Li put down the hoe, went into the house and sat down on the armchair. When she saw her come in and sit down, she frowned and scolded, "You are still this devilish character. You don't care about work at all. You don't even cook the rice, but just wait for it to be ready, right? You have been a servant in the Shen Mansion for a few days, and you have become accustomed to just opening your mouth when you are fed."

Song Ying: “…”

She just came back and hasn't completely reconciled with her family, but you want her to go to work!

She endured it again and again before she managed to hold back from getting angry.

"Grandma, I've been separated and I'm an outsider now. How can I mess around with things in my second uncle's house? I can't explain what was lost later."

Li was so angry that she raised her hand to hit her. Song Ying quickly dodged to the side. Li was too tired to get up, so she pointed at her and scolded, "You are saying something very unpleasant now. If you really want to make it so clear, do you want me to settle the debt of raising you for so long?"

Here we go again.

Song Ying rolled his eyes secretly and didn't respond, but he didn't mean to move either.

At this time, Song Yuan's voice sounded outside the door, "Sister! Grandma, is sister back?"

Before he finished speaking, the man had already appeared at the gate of the courtyard. Seeing Song Ying in the house, he let out a roar, rushed in like an arrow, and hugged Song Ying.

"Sister, you're finally back! I missed you so much!"

Song Ying patted his back and said to Yang who walked into the yard, "Second Aunt is back."

Yang nodded and looked at Song Ying, who was wearing a beautiful dress and had her hair combed neatly, with a complicated expression.

Song Ying pretended not to notice the change in her expression and brought over the basket he had brought back with him: "I bought some meat and tofu. Can you please make some delicious food for grandma to nourish her body?"

As she spoke, she picked up the shortbread and handed it to Song Yuan, "This bag of shortbread is for my brothers. I haven't been well off recently and can't buy anything else. You can just make do with this."

Without Song Ying and the other sisters coming to the city every few days to bring snacks, Song Yuan was already very greedy. He immediately opened the oil paper package, picked up a piece and took a bite, squinting his eyes happily: "It's delicious! It's better to have my sister at home!"

Li and Yang's faces darkened when they heard this, but Song Yuan didn't notice at all. After eating a piece in a few bites, he handed the oil paper bag to them, "Grandma, Mom, you guys eat too."

Hearing this, the expressions of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law improved and they no longer cared about his childish words.

After working all morning, the two were indeed hungry, so they took the cakes and ate them. After Yang finished a piece, she bent down and picked up the pork and tofu in the basket: "You are so filial, Second Aunt will make tofu stewed with meat for lunch today, you should also eat some."

Song Ying picked up the only wooden box left in the backpack and said, "Second Aunt, take the backpack with you. This is also yours. Also, take the bed sheet you lent me before. I'll go back and wash it and bring it back to you.

But I have to go back to Shen Mansion this afternoon, so you have to collect them after they are dried, or I can wash them and bring them here to dry."

Although only family members were present, Yang still felt a little embarrassed when Song Ying asked her so directly to return the backpack and bed sheets.

"What are you talking about, kid? We are all family. What's your family, my family, and I won't pay it back?"

Song Ying smiled firmly and said, "It's no joke to divide the property in front of the village chief. But don't worry, as your granddaughter/niece, I will show my filial piety to you."

Of course, only the parts that should be given to granddaughters and nieces.

Yang laughed dryly twice, said "Why do you take things so seriously, woman?" and went to the kitchen to cook. Li kept a sullen face and said nothing.

Song Ying simply pretended not to see it and handed her the wooden box: "Grandma, this is the Chongyang cake made by the Shen Mansion's imperial chef. I brought it back specially to honor you."

"Made by the imperial chef?" Song Yuan suddenly became interested. He put down the pastry and wanted to open the lid of the wooden box.

Song Ying quickly took it away: "This is for grandma, let grandma come."

"Hmph, let me see what's wrong." Song Yuan muttered unhappily, looking at Li eagerly.

When Li heard about the pastries made by the imperial chef, she couldn't help but become curious even though she was angry. This was made by the emperor's chef and it was not something you could eat easily!

She took the wooden box, rubbed the exquisite patterns on it with her fingertips, looked up and asked, "Is it really made by the imperial chef?"

Song Ying nodded: "Madame Zeng was the dowry that the county lady brought from the Prince's Mansion to the Shen Mansion. She was the pastry chef assigned to her by the Ministry of Internal Affairs when Prince Hui's mansion was divided."

Song Yuan exclaimed in surprise, and Li was also stunned by the county princess, prince, and empress dowager in her words. She suddenly felt that the wooden box in her hand became precious and sacred.

When she opened the wooden box and saw that there were only four pieces of cakes inside, she didn't think there was anything wrong. As a royal family member, she could eat whatever delicious food she wanted. If she had so many cakes filling up her stomach, how would she be able to eat other delicious food?

"Wow! Cakes can be made into so many shapes!" Song Yuan was amazed, and his mouth was watering at the tempting aroma. "Grandma, let's eat."

As he was about to reach out to take it, Li raised her hand and slapped his hand away, "Why are you in such a hurry? Take it to offer sacrifice to the ancestors first."

It is necessary to worship gods and ancestors on the Double Ninth Festival, but the custom in Xinghua Village is to worship ancestors in the evening.

Song Yuan's face suddenly turned sad, "Then we still have to wait for a long time."

"You have to wait no matter how long it takes." Li glared at him and said, "Go to the kitchen and tell your mother to remember to take out a piece of the meat when it's cooked, and bring it to the ancestor for worship in the afternoon."

"Okay." Song Yuan walked out dejectedly. As soon as he walked out of the door, he was knocked to the ground and fell on his butt.

Then, everyone heard Song Tian's anxious voice, "Grandma, I heard that my cousin brought back cakes made by the imperial chef!"

Song Yuan got up and pushed him angrily, "Are you in such a hurry to reincarnate?"

Song Tian's mind was completely on the pastries made by the imperial chef. He didn't pay any attention to his bad tone. He walked around him, rushed into the house, and stared at the wooden box in Li's hand.

"Is this the cake made by the imperial chef?" He rubbed his hands excitedly, "Grandma, let's have a piece first. My dad won't be back until the evening."

Song Yuan at the door pouted: "You will be disappointed. Grandma said that we have to offer sacrifices to our ancestors before we can eat."

"Ah~" Song Tian was very disappointed, but he was unwilling to wait obediently, so he pulled Li's hand and began to shake it, "Grandma, grandma, let's just eat one piece first, just one piece, and we can share it among a few people..."

Seeing him like this, Song Yuan turned around and ran in again, holding Li's other hand and began to act coquettishly, "Grandma, eat a piece first..."

Although Li was annoyed by them, she still refused to give in. She believed that the rules of ancestor worship could not be violated. It was not right for her to eat first and then give food to the ancestors.

The two brothers begged for a long time, but to no avail, Li agreed, so they had to give up in disappointment.