After exile, I made a fortune with the sign-in system

Chapter 7

Early the next morning.

Song Changshang was awakened by the sound of the gong from the official messenger while he was still asleep.

Rubbing his eyes, he looked at the three people around him immediately, "Mother, little brother, little sister, did you sleep well last night?"

"Sister, we slept very well." Song Huaizhi came over to hug his sister, blinking his eyes. He was woken up by the elder sister to eat food in the middle of the night last night, his stomach was full, and he slept under the quilt to keep warm.

Slept soundly, well.

Especially the two sausages given to him by the elder sister were very delicious.

He had never eaten that kind of sausage before, and sure enough, all the official servants ate were good things.

Su Yunrou tilted her head, "Yeah, I slept well."

"That's good."

Song Changshang said that if you sleep well and eat enough, she will feel at ease, and first clock in today's sign in in her mind.

Got points.

points, don't be afraid, the accumulation of less becomes more.

The officials began to cook, and the breakfast was the same as yesterday, each with a bowl of clear porridge and a black-faced steamed bun.

Song Changshang washed a few eggs with boiling water as usual, secretly drank them for the three of them, and drank some himself.

After breakfast, continue on your way.

The four of them didn't know whether to cry or laugh. The exiled prisoners were required to wear large iron chains weighing ten catties on their hands and feet.

This is not only inconvenient to walk, but also causes blood blisters on the hands and feet.

And none of the four of them is an adult male, and the other three are women and children, so they don't need to wear them.

Song Changshang and his family did not walk at the end of the team this time, but at the front, walking with Shangshu's family, the culprit in exile.

Then she discovered a problem, Master Shangshu Song Zhao was not flogged, you must know that these men in their clan had been flogged in prison before they set off.

But Master Shangshu, Song Zhao, didn't have it. Why?
What's more, Master Shangshu, Song Zhao, didn't wear big iron chains on his hands and feet.

Song Changshang was jealous, it was different with a backstage.

It must be that before departure, the two people in the palace greeted the officers and soldiers.

Their family is fine, innocent lie down.

"Girl, which family are you from?" Song Zhao, the Shangshu lord, asked when he saw Song Shangshang's family. It was because there were too many people in the Song family.

He only recognizes the original branch, and the rest can't remember clearly, especially the younger generation.

"My uncle is Song Kaiming." Song Shangshang didn't know how to answer, so she could only give the name of her cheap relative uncle.

"Song Kaiming? Then you are the daughter of his nephew Song Yuanbai?"

"Yes."

Song Changshang was surprised that the old man knew about their family.

The other party didn't explain the question, and she didn't ask.

After a long time, the other party said, "Your father...it's a pity, alas! Your family is also affected by the family."

It is not surprising why Song Zhao knew about their family.

The first reason is that her uncle Song Kaiming is also an official in the court, but he is a first-rank official, and Song Kaiming is a ninth-rank sesame official, and the ninth-rank sesame official was also begged by the other party.

Another reason is that their mansion held two banquets in the first half of the year, one for a happy event and one for a funeral, and the protagonist was the father of the girl in front of him.

"Indeed." Song Shangshang nodded. This family has done them a terrible job. She continued, "Now the uncle's family doesn't care about us. He also said that our family is too unlucky to have bad luck if we walk with us."

"Unlucky ass! Just talking nonsense!" Old Master Shang Shu blew his beard and stared angrily when he heard this, and waved his hand, "Girl, don't worry about them. From now on, your family of four will go with us, and we will take care of you."

"Your uncle, your uncle's grandmother is a fool."

Song Kaiming was from a family of some sort. When he first met his relatives, he cheerfully said that they were lucky stars. Later, when his father passed away, he said it was bad luck.

Song Changshang raised his eyebrows. How does this old man know so much about his cheap relatives? Is Master Shangshu so idle?To observe the tribe specifically?
However, she was not so stupid as to ask Mr. Shangshu the truth, but nodded in agreement, "Okay, then I will trouble you."

This kind of good thing was promised earlier because their team is large, with more than 50 people, except for some female relatives, but there are more than 30 adult men.

Although there are big iron chains on the hands and feet, such a row looks too safe.

"Hey! If you are in trouble, you are all from the same clan. Come and walk among us." Song Zhao waved his hand and greeted.

He is no longer the high-ranking Shangshu that he used to be, and he would definitely talk about what Song Kaiming's family did in the past.

Song Changshang and the four of them were arranged in the middle and walked with the female relatives.

Shangshu's family consists of seven members, Shangshu's father Song Zhao, wife Liu Shi, eldest son Song Jingyao, daughter-in-law Lan Suyun, 14-year-old granddaughter Song Ziyao, five-year-old grandson Song Zimo, and a youngest son Song Jingrui who has no family.

At this moment, five-year-old Song Zimo was holding Song Huaizhi's hand, and said fiercely, "What's your name? My name is Song Zimo. Are you hungry? I'm so hungry."

Song Huaizhi rubbed his stomach with his small hand, wanting to say that he was not hungry because the eldest sister fed him in the morning.

But thinking of what his eldest sister Song Shangshang told him, she nodded and said, "My name is Song Huaizhi, and I'm hungry too."

(End of this chapter)