cry!The seven brothers and the rough man are all vying to spoil me

"If you don't have any money, you can pay with something." Shen Yinshan entered Da Fang's room and wanted to get something.

Of course, Mrs. Song didn't do it. She sat down on the ground and was about to cry when she saw Shen Yinshan picked up a kitchen knife, turned around and threw it out. Not far away, a chicken lost its head.

Granny Song pissed in fright, "Here, three taels of silver, I'll give it to you right now."

After Shen Yinshan left, Mrs. Song was bedridden immediately.

Song Mengya was leisurely and joyful, and dragged Song Tianrui to bask in the sun in the yard, which made Song Bailian's nose crooked in anger.

"Brother Seven," she still used to call him when there was no one around, "We have to find a way to make money."

Song Tianrui nodded and gestured in sign language, "Little sister, I can open a restaurant like in my previous life, but..."

But opening a restaurant requires capital.

Song Mengya thought for a while, "It's okay, leave the money to me, and I'll earn it."

She looked back at the warehouse where her family lived, "However, there is one more thing that is imminent."

"What?" Song Tianrui was a little puzzled.

"It's nothing." Song Mengya smiled, "This matter..."

She pointed in the direction of Dafang with her chin, "Someone will take care of it for us."

The feng shui of this warehouse is too bad, they have to move out quickly.

Song Mengya thought of something while talking, got up and found a strong wooden stick in the yard and took it home.

The dragon and phoenix twins immediately surrounded them curiously.

Curious Baby No. [-] Song Tiantian, "Sister, what are you doing with a stick?"

Curious Baby No. [-] Song Tianshu, "Sister, what do you want to do, I will help you."

Song Mengya didn't answer, but found a suitable place in the corner of the wall, tried it and said, "Sister wants to draw."

"Wow!" Song Tiantian stared at her immediately, blowing rainbow farts, "My sister can draw, that's amazing."

Song Mengya became serious, and began to draw strokes on the ground with a branch.

The twins squatted obediently by the side to watch.

Soon, Song Mengya finished painting.

"What is this painting?" Song Tianshu tilted his little head full of question marks, "I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

"I don't know." It doesn't matter, Song Tiantian still looks adoring, and continues her rainbow fart career, "But it looks really good."

"I remembered!" Song Tianshu slapped his forehead, "A few days ago, Grandma Li's house invited Da Xian'er, and Da Xian'er finally sold Grandma Li a few pieces of yellow paper with this kind of painting on it."

His tone was a little more envious, "There are two copies in total, and they sold for two hundred coins."

"Two hundred Wen?" Song Tiantian's eyes widened, and she turned to Song Mengya, "Sister, can you sell this painting for money?"

"Of course." Song Mengya was full of confidence, it seemed that she knew how to make quick money.

"Can you sell two hundred articles?" Song Tianshu looked expectant.

"Maybe it's more than two hundred words." Song Mengya smiled.

In fact, what she drew on the corner was a feng shui talisman, which could temporarily improve the feng shui of the warehouse.

Otherwise, the longer they stay in such a place, the more unlucky the family will be, and the worse Li Xiuzhen's health will be.

It's a pity that the whole old Song's family didn't have yellow paper and pens, so she could only draw on the ground first.

"Sister is great, when we have money, we can eat eggs every day." Song Tiantian clapped her hands happily.

This time, Li Xiuzhen woke up on the bed.

"Mom!" Several children said in unison.

"Good boy!" Li Xiuzhen smiled lightly, feeling that she seemed to have some energy, so she sat up by herself.

Song Tianshu was surprised immediately, "Mother can sit up, her illness has improved, that's great."

Song Tianrui glanced at the rune in the corner, he knew that it was working, and his little sister was indeed the most powerful.

The twins cheered again, scrambling to get onto the bed, and lay next to Li Xiuzhen.

"Mother," Song Tiantian raised her head, "Sis, if you learn how to draw, you can sell it for a lot of money, and we will be rich in the future."

"Really?" Li Xiuzhen looked at Song Mengya in surprise.

I don't know if it's because she ate egg soup at noon and slept comfortably again just now. She felt that her body was much lighter and her consciousness was clearer.

Looking at Song Tianrui and Song Mengya in front of her, she always felt that the two children seemed to be different.

"En." Song Mengya nodded, "Don't worry, mother, we can all live a good life in the future."

"Okay, good boy." Li Xiuzhen patted Song Mengya's head, and then patted Song Tianrui's shoulder, "You are all mother's best good boy."

Song Mengya and Song Tianrui were both orphans in their previous lives, and this was the first time they were praised by their mother.

The two of them felt warm and happy from the bottom of their hearts.

The four children talked with Li Xiuzhen for a while, and then let Li Xiuzhen continue to rest.

In the big room, Song Bailian gnashed her teeth with hatred when she heard the continuous laughter coming from the warehouse.

She said viciously, "Isn't that Sangmen star dying? They can still laugh? What a pack of wolf cubs."

The old lady Song was also angry, and yelled when she heard the words, "The little mourner who was born of the great mourner has no good things, and he will die sooner or later, especially that Song Mengya..."

She was trembling with anger, if it wasn't for Song Mengya, she wouldn't have lost three taels of silver just now.

Three taels of silver, that's three months' expenses for her and her precious granddaughter, how many good things can they eat!

It's all the fault of that bitch Song Mengya!

Song Bailian looked at Mrs. Song, rolled her eyes, "Grandma, the third uncle is dead, why should we take them in? The third uncle is dead, they are not from our old Song family anymore, keep them It will only make us unlucky."

When Mrs. Song heard this, she suddenly gained strength and sat up all of a sudden.

"Grandma," Song Bailian continued to persuade, "Although they don't eat or wear our clothes, as long as they are still in our house, we will have bad luck and a bad life."

Mrs. Song nodded, "You are right, but..."

But she has always claimed that she takes care of the orphans and widows of the third family, and if she suddenly wants to drive them away, will the neighbors gossip?

She had to think of a way to be justified.

Obviously, Song Bailian saw through Granny Song's thoughts, "Grandma, I have a solution. Not only will the neighbors not gossip, but they will help us drive them away."

"Really?" Mrs. Song didn't quite believe it.

Song Bailian immediately whispered something in her ear.

"Okay, that's a good idea." Granny Song praised again and again, "You really deserve to be Grandma's precious granddaughter, Grandma didn't love you for nothing."

"Since grandma also thinks this method works, then give me a tael of silver, and I'll go find someone right now." Song Bailian got down to put on her shoes as she spoke.

"One tael of silver?" Mrs. Song was a little bit reluctant. She had just lost three taels of silver.

"Grandma, drive them away. Our better days are yet to come. What is a tael of silver?" Song Bailian began to paint cakes, "From now on, Bailian will earn five taels of silver for grandma a month."

When Mrs. Song heard this, she was immediately happy. She willingly took a tael of silver and handed it to her eldest granddaughter.

Song Bailian took the silver and ran out.

When passing by the warehouse door, she sneered.

Song Mengya, just wait, your family will be kicked out of Tiger Village soon.