At first the two women were still nervous because they were nervous, so they dared not close their eyes in bed.

But gradually, they found that Song Yan read the book with all his heart, and ignored them at all, and then his heart relaxed. A deep exhaustion struck, and he closed his eyes unknowingly ...

Listening to the two even snoring sounds from the bed, Song Yan smiled, put away the novel, and began to practice cross-legged.

Strength is the foundation of life-saving. Even if the people in this world have not practiced the exercises, who knows if there are any other peerless powerhouses, so Song Yan is not afraid to slack off.

In the early morning the next day, the two women woke up.

Suddenly realizing something, he quickly turned around and found that Song Yan was no longer in the room, and he couldn't help changing his face.

However, as they hurried out of the room, they discovered that Song Yan was practicing martial arts in the yard.

Song Ji's martial arts are not many, and they have been promoted to proficient level by fame. However, he found that mastery is not the highest level of martial arts. Only continuous practice can use martial arts to higher levels.

After practicing "Whirlwind 39", the two girls have brought face wash and brushing wicker.

The towel was made of satin made of satin. It was acceptable, but he could not accept brushing his teeth with wicker dipped in salt.

Therefore, after washing his face, he took out a toothbrush and toothpaste from the storage space, and watched the white bubbles popping up in Song Yan's mouth, and the eyes of the two girls were straight.

After brushing his teeth, Song Yan found the two girls, curious, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to try?"

"No ... no son!"

Although the mouth said no, the longing revealed in the eyes of the two women could not conceal Song Yan's eyes.

So he took out two new toothbrushes, squeezed toothpaste and handed them to the second daughter: "Come and try."

The second daughter took it a little bit, and then started brushing her teeth under Song Yan's instructions.

After brushing their teeth, both women felt a faint coolness and freshness in their mouths.

"What are the names of the two inside?" Song Yan looked at the second daughter and asked.

"My name is Ah."

"My name is Niu."

It seems that Song Yan is very good at speaking, and the second daughter is no longer so nervous when facing him.

"This name was given to you by your parents?" Song Xuan said in a speechless manner, and the two little loli, who were cute, actually took such a name.

"Yes, we are all pariahs and are not qualified to take formal names." Da Ya shyly.

"In this case, let me name you two." Song Yan said with interest.

"Thank you, son." The two women were grateful when they heard the words.

Formal names can only be possessed by an identified person.

After a moment's thinking, Song Zheng pointed at Daddy and said, "In the future, you will be called Chun He."

"Thanhe, thank you son for your name!" Aya fell to her knees again.

"Let's get up." Song Yan smiled and raised her up, not Chun He, and pointed at the expecting second girl: "In the future, you'll be Qiuxiang."

"Qiu Xiang thanked the son."

After giving the name, the two girls became significantly closer to Song Yong.

At the same time, Song Ye also learned of their family situation from their mouths.

Both Chunhe and Qiuxiang were sold to the city owner by their families to apply for poison. For decades, the world has been fighting with each other, so ordinary people have a hard time.

In order to survive, buy and sell children, and change their lives to eat.

Chunhe's parents gave birth to two daughters and one boy. She was sold to the city's main residence by her parents at the age of thirteen.

Qiuxiang's parents gave birth to four. The elder sister is already married. She is the second child, and there is a younger brother and sister below. She was sold to the main palace at the age of fourteen.

From the tone of the two women, Shen Du, the owner of the city, was kind. Chunhe sold two thousand dollars and Qiuxiang sold two thousand two hundred dollars.

A piece of money is a copper coin, which is roughly equivalent to a piece of money in the real world.

In other words, Chun He was sold by his parents for 2,000 yuan, and Qiu Xiang was sold by her parents at 2,200 yuan.

Copper coins are common coins on the mainland of China, but all countries sell their own coins, such as iron coins, jade coins, cloth coins, and some messy metal coins. Even more exaggerated is that there is a small country that uses special stones as money.

In short, the coin side is very confusing.

However, most homemade coins can only be circulated in their respective countries, and other countries simply do not recognize them.

Of course, in addition to copper coins, gold and silver are also circulating currencies in this world, but those who use these two currencies are nobles.

After a while, someone else brought breakfast.

There are only two kinds, one is corn porridge and the other is wowotou.

After drinking the corn porridge, Song Yan felt pretty good, but his wrinkle was a bit rough.

"Let's eat together!"

Song Yan said to two women.

"Slaves don't dare." The two women shook their heads.

Song Ye didn't force it, knowing that this world class concept was deeply ingrained, he asked, "Where would you go for breakfast?"

"Back to my son, we only have two meals at present, one for lunch and one for dinner." Chunhe said boldly.

Song Yan's face sank: "How can you do this? When you two are long, how can you not have breakfast? I order you to sit down and eat with me!"

Chun He Qiu Xiang looks pretty good, but unfortunately, she is thin, pale, and slightly yellow, with typical malnutrition.

But what Song Yan didn't understand is, don't say to eat two meals, most civilians feel very happy to have a meal every day.

Under Song Yong's strong request, the two women finally sat down and began to accompany him to breakfast.

Suddenly, Song Yan moved in his heart, took out two pieces of ham and bread from the storage spirit ring, and handed it to the two women: "You try this."

"Son, what is this?"

The two women asked curiously.

"Bread, how about it."

"Ok."

The two women took the bread and bit their mouths gently, and suddenly their eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.

It's so delicious.

After having breakfast, Song Yong planned to go shopping in the city.

Leading the way is Chunhe Qiuxiang two girls.

However, after a stroll around, Song Yong had no interest, because the entire county seat was extremely depressed, and it was rare to see stalls selling things on the street.

Suddenly, Song Yi moved: "Chunhe Qiuxiang, do you want to go home and see?"

"My son, can you?"

Both women showed their desire, and since selling to the city's main government, they have never seen their family again.

"of course can."

Song Zheng nodded.

"Thank you, son."

Both women showed gratitude.

The border town is not large. Chunhe ’s family lives in the west, Qiuxiang ’s family lives in the north.

With the second daughter's resignation, she decided to go to Chunhe's house first.

Naturally, you can't come home empty-handed. Song Ye thought about going to a rice shop to sell a bag of corn as a gift. Seeing this, Chun He was more moved.

Because he hadn't been home for several years, Chun He seemed extremely excited along the way.

After spending about half an hour, Chun He led Song Yong to a low earth-walled house.

A stubborn little boy with a snot in his nose was playing with mud in front of the house.

"Brother." As soon as he saw the little boy, Chun He ran up quickly, took him into his arms, and his tears rolled down.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman wearing a common-looking old-looking woman walked out of the house. When she saw Chun He, her face suddenly changed, and she shouted loudly, "Daddy, why are you back?"

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