Rebirth of an Abandoned Woman

Sang-pyeong was so excited he didn't sleep well all night, he flipped around and wondered what kind of concubine it would be better to buy. Good body, good face, best skin is also tender like an egg with a shell peeled off. Age, of course, is the most suitable for sixteen or seventeen, and of course, eighteen or nineteen if it's particularly beautiful and pleasing.

Most importantly, it's cheaper and cheaper!

Think of Sang Ping and couldn't help but hesitate. The teeth in the tooth shop are like individuals. How can a good girl get away without a good price in her hand? Anything is fine, young, at least two or thirty taels!

Two, thirty taels, not two, two, three taels! Sang-pyeong felt meat pain when he thought about it.

I can't help but sigh. Forget it. It's about giving birth to a son. What's the difference between 30 taels and 10 taels? Pick a good ass. Come on!

Think about it. Thanks to you! At my age, if I don't enjoy it in time, I won't be able to enjoy it in the future. It's worth two or thirty taels! The flower.

Sang-pyeong decided that no matter how much it cost - this ceiling of "no matter how much” is fifty taels, you have to pick a happy return for anything you say!

The next morning, Sang-ping cooled down for breakfast and changed into a brand-new dark brown flower robe with silver tickets in his pocket. His hair was combed naked and undisturbed, and he was delighted to go out the door.

Li Shi rubbed on the threshold and looked at him. Hate stared at his back and whispered. He turned around and spilled his belly resentment on Sang-soo, screaming and pointing at her head to curse her.

As usual, Sandra held her head in silence and pretended to die, but her heart was in a dark disaster, more eager than her father for the new aunt to enter the door.

Anyway, there's an attractive firecracker that won't harm her if it doesn't do her any good. It must be bad for Li Shi!

Sang Ping Liang hired a cow truck to go to town. He could only give up six copper plates. The owner thought he was stingy, so he intentionally slowed down and let the cow walk slowly while eating grass. It was also equivalent to letting the cow go by the way. Let Sang Ping Liang urge him to push three blocks and four blocks and put on deafness and mute. It was almost noon when Sang Ping cooled to town.

He jumped out of the car and was greatly dissatisfied. He only gave him five copper plates. The owner of the bull car was too angry to speak, but he also knew who he was. He knew that money could not be recovered in any case, so he had to hum.

“Hey, Shu, wait till you take me home this afternoon! You're going back anyway, aren't you? I'll give you three cents at most!” Sang-pyeong said he thought he was very generous.

The owner of the cow truck despised him and snorted: “I can't earn your money! I have to get back to farming! Hire another car!” After that, he threw the whip and didn't go back. It's right that Son's brothers broke up with him, who has such elders, so let's not! What are you doing with all this money? I'm not mad enough to make these money!

“Really! You deserve to be poor if you don't know how to make money!” Sang-ping's despicable “cut” a sound. Hands behind your back, not slowly walking up to the lively market. He's going to have lunch before he sees someone. Let the new aunt eat one more meal in the tooth shop, he made a fortune!

Sang Ping Cold chose the noodle stand on the side of the main road to sit down, ordered a large bowl of hot soup noodles, and deliberately asked people to add more onions and yuantu.

Chopsticks were just picked up and ready for salvage, and a tight copper gong was heard in the street. A man in a black brown public soap suit in his early thirties knocked on the gong and pulled his voice and shouted: "The glad news! Big news! We, the Second Young Master of Songjia, Sihe Village, Yang Liu Town, are in the middle of a flight! Good news, good news! Big news...”

The prince knocked on the streets and shouted. In addition to Song Yu Fei Yang Liu Town, there was another person. He Shin also won. He reported the names of the two people on a rotating basis, causing countless people to follow behind the scenes and ask who this Song Yu Fei and He Shin are? There are sighs, praises, envies between words, people are boiling for a moment, so not lively!

Sang-pyeong's chopsticks “bar tap” fell on the table and the whole person was stupid.

By the time he returns to God, the man who knocks the glad tidings has gone far away. Sang-pyeong got up cold and grabbed the little owner of this stall and asked, "Who? Who did that guy say he knew about the dollar? ”

The little boss was startled by him and stumbled: “Song, Song Yufei! ”

“From what village? ”

“It's like... Four, four villages! ”

“Are you sure? Did you hear that right?” Sang Ping's cool face was white, and he grabbed the little boss's collar and tightened his hand. He could barely breathe.

“No - what are you doing! I'm suffocating!” The little boss has just returned to God. He shoved Sang Ping in anger and exhaled: “What's wrong with you? It's none of your business! What are you so excited about? ”

“How come it's none of my business? That's my nephew! My nephew!” As soon as Sang-ping stamped his foot, he ran out.

“Hey, you haven't paid yet!” The little boss grabbed him. "Five pennies, thanks! ”

Sang-Ping Ryokaido: “My nephew knows Yuan, you still charge me? I have to get home! ”

“If you win, you have to give it too!” The little boss was grabbed by him for no reason, and he questioned him in anger. He didn't feel good. He refused to give in, his eyes flipped, and he scorned: “Besides, How do I know you're not a big cheater?” Just like you, your nephew can still crack the metaphor? Then my son can have a median dollar!

“Don't give me a dog's eye, you wait, I remember you!” Sang Ping's cold air shivered, his heart was anxious and he couldn't even talk to the little boss theory, and he felt five cents of money thrown at him, and his heart rushed out.

It is true that Song Yuzhong knew Yuan clearly. Song Ping was very happy and angry and almost grinned at the root of his ear. Yeah, that's great! Now he's Kiyoro's uncle! Yee Won-lang's only elder!

Suddenly, the excited mood fell from the mountain peak to the bottom of the valley, and the excited smile stifled on his lips. Sang Ping Cool remembered yesterday.

“How can this be, how can this be!” Sang Ping regretted the cold fall and complained about the news. Why didn't you give the newspaper a day in advance?

“So what! I'm his uncle, and nobody can change that! He's so developed, he doesn't even have a door! The world's spit stars drowned him too!” Sang-pyeong sneered.

Besides, didn't the village know about it yet? I didn't know that kid had to hurry back and change what happened yesterday.

That's it! Sang-pyeong couldn't help but be proud and smart for a while. He didn't need to be late. This time he couldn't care less about being stingy. He paid three bucks to hire a carriage, and the concubine couldn't care less to buy it. He rushed to the village.

As the news spread on the street, Sang Wan and Shifeng were sitting in the bakery of a liquor store on the street for lunch. They heard the copper gong of the newsman and the shouting of his voice. Sang Wan's eyes had to start to shine, and the smile of his lips could not stop.

“The message has finally come back! That's great. That's great!” Leaning against the window, Sang-wan smiled.

“We won't be in the Gate until tomorrow. Let's hurry up tomorrow!” Xifeng laughed. Jomo will not arrive until noon, when the prince of the glad tidings opens a ceremonial battle and blows and fights all the way. This is also very polite, just in time for lunch at the owner's house.

“Well, you set up the whole war tomorrow, and I don't get it.” Sang Wan's bright eyes glanced at him and smiled.

“Don't worry! The people who bring it are the right people to do the job, and I will explain it well.” Xifeng was more pleased to see that she relied on herself.

Sang Wan suddenly shouted, pointing to the crowd: “Look, isn't that Uncle Er? Why is he here? ”

Xifeng looked at the past as she pointed out, only a tall, thin man in his early fifties was squeezing around in the crowd, pulling the neighbor seemed to be asking what, but it wasn't Sang Ping Leng.

Xifeng was also puzzled. “I think it's just a coincidence," she smiled when she saw Muang Wanmei. He's only afraid the whole village will know. Should we hurry back? ”

Phoenix didn't know that Sang Yufei and Sang Wan were discussing the design of Sang Ping Leng. After all, this is not a glorious thing, so it is not easy to tell him.

“No,” said Sang Wanxin, regardless of whether Brother Er had done something yesterday or not. If he could not help himself at this time, it would be confusing. If Uncle Er was pushing himself with words, why not ask for trouble or wait for tomorrow?

“Fine. Tomorrow then!” Phoenix felt a little strange, but didn't think much about it.

Sang Ping was rushed to Sihe Village, and got off the carriage and rushed to his house.

Li Shi also cared about what her new “sister” looked like. She didn't know how many times she had looked out at the door since Sang Ping had gone cold. She couldn't help but get angry and whispered a few words in hate.

It's wrong to look again! There is no concubine but her own husband!

Li's heart is about to blossom. He said, "Sir! Sir!” Running to Sangping, he laughed excitedly. "Master didn't buy a concubine! ”

“Since when do you buy concubines?” Mung Ping doesn't have a good airway.

“Hey, right, right!” Li Shi Le can't afford it, "wait till we get to know each other and ask for a good one! No rush, no rush! ”

“Stop talking about it and come home with me. I have something big to tell you!” Sang-pyeong became more and more annoyed. He glanced at Sang-hong's family and couldn't help but reveal his greed.

“Oh, oh!” The Li family still laughed so hard to find the north. As long as Sang Ping did not accept the concubine, it was a big deal for her, so whatever he said, the Li family did not say yes.