Chapter 25 Jinjiang First Release Chapter 25 Fang Shu’s family has…

Fang Shu now cared nothing about anything that had nothing to do with Qinglong. While Yu Qingfa wasn't completely unrelated to Yu Qinglong, he wasn't a significant figure after all. As long as it didn't harm his brother Long, whether he was beaten or punished by an immortal, in his opinion, it was all deserved and there was no need to discuss it further.

There is only one thought in his mind now - to propose marriage when the day comes!

Fang Dingman said, "It's hard for you to hold it in for so long. But I'm confused. You said you wanted to be with him so badly, so why did you hold back and not go see him before?"

The two villages are so close that if you walk fast you can get there in fifteen minutes.

Although we're not engaged yet, we have to be mindful of our reputation, but who hasn't been young before? Having someone in your heart is like a fluttering deer, isn't it? I can hold it in here.

Fang Shu said, "You have to hold it in, Father, even if you can't. I'm afraid if I go early, Long Ge'er will use my early departure as an excuse to say that everything that happened before doesn't count. Wouldn't that mean my son's joy was for nothing? So you have to hold it in. Go on the day you want. He shouldn't be able to find another excuse."

Fang Ding was completely convinced. How much did one have to want someone to even consider this?

Seeing his son taking some money out of the house, he asked, "You can't hold it in anymore. What are you going to do? Are you going in the afternoon?"

They had been visiting Dr. Mo frequently recently and knew that Yu Qinglong went to study every day, but he always went early and went home in the afternoon. So if they didn't want to see Yu Qinglong, they could just go later.

Fang Shu said, "My son won't go. Father, can you go on my behalf? I can't give Long Ge'er any chance to refuse me."

Fang Dingman: "...Am I your father or are you my father?!"

Fang Shu said: "You have been the best father to me all my life!"

Fang Dingman was twisting a straw rope in his hand, and he used one end to hit the rebellious son: "You want me to send the money directly?"

Fang Shu thought about it and realized he didn't quite understand the situation, so he went to ask Fang Wu, "Mother, Long'er's second brother is injured. He's still my uncle from now on, so I can't pretend I don't know. Do you want to buy some food and send it over, or just send some money? If it's food, I'll have to go to town."

Fang Wu was chopping vegetables in the house when she heard this and said, "You're going to town. It'll take another day to go there and back. What's the point? I bought some noodles a few days ago. They're delicious. Why don't you fill up a few big bowls of them? We have some eggs at home. Pick up ten and take them with you. No, you're going to Shangxi Village?"

Fang Shu said, "Let my father take the trouble."

Fang Wu said, "I'm so worried about you. Why don't you just marry into his family?"

Fang Shu laughed and said, "His family won't hire me either. So I'll go and pretend to be nice."

Fang Wu looked at her son's worthless enthusiasm and was speechless. After thinking about it, she decided to go and get the noodles herself, so as not to make them all over the place.

Her son is good at studying, but he is not good at anything else.

Fang Wu packed five bowls of noodles, but then decided not to add eggs. She told Fang Shu, "I heard Long'er's second brother is seriously injured, and eggs won't replenish his body for long. Go get an old hen and ask your father to take it with him."

Fang Shu said: "Thank you, mother!"

Fang Wu didn't glare at her son and went into the house to continue her work.

To be honest, she wasn't happy about this marriage. But her son was stubborn, and if she didn't agree, there was no telling how long it would last. Everything else would be easy, but she couldn't bear to see her son so sad. Besides, if this family refused to marry, then if she missed out, she wouldn't know when she'd have grandchildren.

Well, for the sake of my good health, that’s all!

Fang Shu was catching old hens in the yard, and he always picked the big ones. But this old hen had just hatched a brood of chicks, seven in total, all tiny little chicks with black and yellow feathers, and their wings still young. They were a delight to behold.

Fang Shu suddenly had a hunch that Yu Qinglong would definitely like these, so he caught the chicks as well.

Fang Dingman looked in shock at the hen and chicks that his son had taken away, and whispered, "Do you want your mother to beat you to death?!"

Fang Shu said, "It would be pitiful if we didn't separate them. Just take them both with you."

Fang Dingman said, "But if we go to the Yu family, the hen will be stewed too. Isn't that just as pitiful?"

Fang Shu thought about it and realized that this was the truth. Although he had only met Yu Qinglong a few times, he felt that Yu Qinglong looked cold but had a warm heart. If he saw a hen die, wouldn't he be sad?

This is indeed not a good idea.

Fang Dingman breathed a sigh of relief, thinking his son had finally figured it out, and was about to put the chick back. But when he looked, it was gone! His son had caught another old hen!

Amidst the clucking of the chickens, Fang Shu tied up the other old hen that was flapping its wings and kicking its legs, put it on the ox cart, and said, "That's it. Father, please remember to tell Doctor Mo to stew the thinner ones for my future second uncle, and keep the fatter ones for Long Ge'er to raise for fun."

"...What if your mother asks?"

"Just say I said so. I'll buy her a few more later."

My goodness, I’ve only heard of young wives who care about their parents’ families and send them food and drinks, but I’ve never heard of a man giving so much financial support to Yueshan’s family!

What kind of child did he give birth to!

Fang Dingman was speechless.

After a while, his son came out again: "Dad, wait a minute!"

Fang Dingman was almost losing his patience: "So what?"

Fang Shu handed over another paper package and said, "Here are three sticks of ink. Even if I'm going to Doctor Mo's house to trouble him to pass on a message, I can't go empty-handed. Please give him two."

"What about the other one?"

"Ahem, for Long Ge'er."

“…”

Fang Dingman was still dazed as he drove off in his oxcart. He felt it was absolutely necessary to discuss this with his wife upon his return. If the marriage could be arranged, it had to be done quickly, as soon as possible, without even a day's delay. Otherwise, given his son's temperament, wouldn't he have sent all his family wealth to the Yu family before the wedding?

It's so scary.

Actually, Fang Shu was too embarrassed to say that he wanted to send some paper, but then he thought, there would be another day anyway, so there was no need to rush, so he gave up.

When Doctor Mo saw what Fang Dingman had brought, and realized Fang Shu had given him two strips of ink, he smiled and said, "This kid is really too polite. I just said it, why should he remember it?"

Fang Dingman said, "That's all thanks to you, old man. If it weren't for you, this might not have been accomplished. I wonder how Qinglong's brother is recovering?"

Doctor Mo said, "He's getting better. But it's so hot now, and it's a bit painful not to be able to move. Fortunately, Long Ge'er has learned a lot recently, so it's convenient to take care of him."

"That's good. The people in the third branch of the Yu family are really bad people." Fang Dingman said, "There's been a lot of noise lately. Yu Qingfa got beaten up, it must be retribution."

"Perhaps. This person, with such a bad heart, will be punished by God. Fortunately, Yu Da is not someone to be trifled with, and Long Ge'er is also smart, otherwise he would have suffered a great loss."

"Did Long Ge'er go and beat Yu Qingfa again?"

"No, not really. It's just that he had the idea to invite the village head and the villagers to be witnesses. Otherwise, the fight would just be a way to vent his anger, and without outsiders knowing, how could he get justice?"

"Exactly. Okay, okay. You're welcome to go. I'm in a hurry to go back. I'll visit you another day."

Doctor Mo smiled and escorted the person out the door, then called Liang Mo and said, "Mo'er, wait until it gets dark and cooler, and then go with grandpa to see your uncle Qinglong's second brother."

"Are you talking about Uncle Qingye, Grandpa?"

"right."

"Okay." Liang Mo quickly went to his room and got a boiled egg.

"What's this for?"

"Give it to Uncle Qinglong."

"Tsk, you all miss him so much. If you don't know, you'll think he's the one who got hurt." Doctor Mo smiled and sorted out the things. He didn't keep the two strips of ink, but wrapped them up for Yu Qinglong. They were quite heavy when put together.

"Father, can I take you there later?" Mo Xiaoning said, "I just happened to be going to Erban's house to get something from his mother."

"become."

At night, before it was completely dark, the family locked the door and went out. At that time, Yu Qinglong was grinding the big stone in the house.

He didn't do this work in the woodshed because his second brother was bored inside and couldn't move around due to his leg injury. He could use a lamp inside and save some money on lamp oil. He could also chat with his second brother while he worked.

The rest of the family wasn't home yet. My eldest brother had gone with my eldest sister-in-law to her parents' home for her father's birthday. The couple went there this afternoon and wouldn't be back until tomorrow morning.

Father and Grandpa were enjoying the cool air in the yard. It was already the end of April in the lunar calendar, and the Dragon Boat Festival was approaching. When the temperature was high, the house was very stuffy.

Yu Qinglong needed the help of lights to do what he wanted to do, so it was just right for him to accompany his second brother, so he simply let the "old couple" go out.

So when Doctor Mo and his family arrived, Yu Dayou and Yu Zhouyuehua saw them immediately. The couple quickly stood up from their stools and said, "Doctor Mo, why did you bother coming here in the middle of the night?"

Doctor Mo smiled and said, "When it's time to come, it will come naturally. Come inside and talk."

The couple followed him back to the house.

Yu Qinglong put down his work and stood up to help the old man sit down: "Master, please slow down. Why are you here?"

Doctor Mo pointed at the flour and the chicken and said, "Someone is thinking about you and your second brother's injury. I'm here to take a look at him."

Yu Qinglong subconsciously asked, "Who?"

Doctor Mo said, "Who else could it be? Of course it's Fang Shu."

"In that basket?"

"Open it and take a look yourself."

Yu Qinglong heard the chicks chirping, but having never heard of anyone giving chicks as gifts, he wasn't sure. But when he lifted the wicker lid, he saw a genuine flock of chicks inside. They were fluffy and adorable. They were even colorful, seven in total.

Doctor Mo said, "Not long after you returned from my place, Long'er, Master Fang came over. He brought these and this ink, saying they were sent to you by Fang Shuyang. Master Fang said that of the two old hens, the one without chicks was stewed for Qingye to nourish his body. This one, with chicks, was brought to you, too. Fang Shuyang said he would raise them for you to play with."

Yu Qinglong: “…”

So you haven't given up yet?!

Zhou Yuehua then came out with three bowls on a tray. Two bowls were herbal tea, given to Dr. Mo and Mo Xiaoning respectively, and one bowl was sugar water. Zhou Yuehua smiled and said, "This is for Mo'er."

We don’t usually have any candy at home, so we bought a little bit as the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching.

Liang Mo thanked him, took it and looked at the chicks with Yu Qinglong.

Yu Dayou then said, "I originally thought this wouldn't work out, but it seems the Fang family is still interested in this marriage?"

Doctor Mo said, "More than just intention, I think this thing is bound to succeed. Fang Shu is a bit stubborn, and he won't change his mind easily."

Yu Qinglong looked at the chicks and didn't know what to say. He closed the lid and said, "Master, you and my father can talk slowly. I'll go and see where to let these chicks stay at night."

He held the basket and took Mo'er out after seeing that his elders agreed.

Mo'er then took out the egg and gave it to Yu Qinglong: "Uncle Qinglong, this is what my mother cooked this afternoon. I saved one for you."

Yu Qinglong said, "Thank you, Mo'er. You don't have to save any for your uncle next time. You're still growing, so you need to eat more."

Liang Mo said, "Anyway, the hen will lay more eggs. There will be more tomorrow. Uncle, you can eat it."

Yu Qinglong smiled, thinking that his second brother was still recovering from his injuries, so he left the eggs and told Liang Mo to eat them later. Then the two of them went to the yard to look after the chicken coop.

He also has chickens at home, but they are few, which is why they had to share eggs when he first arrived. There are still two chickens in the chicken coop now, and they lay eggs, but not many. It may be because of the hot weather, or it may be because these chickens are two or three years old and have stopped laying eggs.

The family hadn't been willing to kill any chicks, but they hadn't added any more chicks this year. Chicks weren't cheap, and there were still many expenses to be paid for this year. They hadn't originally planned to keep any more, but they hadn't expected Fang Shu to send them.

This little thing was so adorable, but Yu Qinglong doubted Fang Shu's mother had consented to their sending. Perhaps this guy had secretly brought it to him. The noodles, the ink sticks, the two hens, and the seven chicks—all together, they must have cost three or four hundred coins. That's a lot of money in the countryside.

"Uncle Qinglong, are you unhappy?" Liang Mo stood by the chicken coop. Seeing Yu Qinglong remained silent, he asked in confusion, "Are you worried about weasels?"

"Yeah." Yu Qinglong said with a smile, "This weasel is quite powerful. I'm afraid the chickens will be stolen."

"Don't be afraid, just keep an eye on the chicks."

"What Mo'er said makes sense. But tonight we have to put these chicks in the woodshed and keep them separate from the hens for one night."

"Why? Can't they be put together?"

"There are a lot of things in the woodshed. If the hens fly around, they might bump into something and hit the chicks. It's not safe."

"Oh, don't be afraid! We can be together again tomorrow morning."

Yu Qinglong smiled and patted the child's head. The food at the master's place was quite good. The child's hair was very smooth, and it felt so tender to the touch.

Soon, Doctor Mo came out with his daughter. Yu Dayou and Zhou Yuehua personally escorted them out.

Doctor Mo said, "Mo'er, we have to go home."

Liang Moxiao said, "Here comes Grandpa! Uncle Qinglong, see you tomorrow morning."

"Let's go, uncle will take you there."

Yu Qinglong handed a basket of chicks to Zhou Yuehua, and walked for a while after seeing her off to the gate.

Doctor Mo said, "Alright, alright. How can I let you come back alone if you don't send me home? Go back to the house."

Yu Qinglong stood there and watched for a while.

Before him were his master, his senior sister, and his young nephew. Not far away was the Yu family's old house. He could hear Yu Qing's terrified cries.

It's not just fear, there's also anger.

Yu Qingfa shouted, "Go and close the door! Go! I can hear footsteps! Hurry!"

The old lady scolded: "You evil creature! There are no footsteps! Stop shouting!"

Yu Qingfa continued to shout. The noise was so loud that even Dr. Mo, Mo Xiaoning and the others could hear it.

Mo Xiaoning said, "Father, you went to see Yu Qingfa's injuries earlier. I heard today that there were no visible injuries on his body, so why does he always complain of pain? Was he really beaten or is he just having hysterics?"

Doctor Mo saw his grandson dozing off on his daughter's back and said, "In my opinion, he was definitely beaten. There aren't any obvious cuts on the skin, but there are some bruises, too shallow to be noticeable without a close look. I've never encountered this before. I only heard from my master that some wives of wealthy families would beat their concubines by rolling up the blankets and hitting them hard with a stick. The injuries wouldn't be visible, but the internal organs would be damaged. The master wouldn't be able to tell when he returned, just hear the cries of pain."

But who in this village would understand this?

Old Lady Yu also asked the village head to check, as well as some other elderly people, but they couldn't figure out what was going on. Yu Qingfa also insisted that Yu Qinglong had done it, but no one believed him, and in the end Yu Qingfa had no choice but to suffer this loss in silence.

Now everyone is saying it was done by a great immortal. With footprints so large and heading towards the back mountain, how could they possibly be human? Yu Qingfa must have done too many immoral things and was punished by the immortals.

Yu Qinglong stood until he could no longer see his master and senior sisters, and Yu Qingfa's howling stopped. Then he slowly walked home.

Who knew the truth? Now the people from the third branch of the Yu family no longer dared to stir up trouble, and this was the most important thing. If they did, without him having to do anything, the people from the second branch would tell Yu Qingxi to sacrifice his relatives for the sake of justice, and perhaps even gain a good reputation.

Yu Qinglong smiled, closed the door, walked into the house and asked, "Dad, where are the chickens?"

Zhou Yuehua said, "I put them in the woodshed. They're still too small to be outside. I gave them less water, so they're probably asleep by now. Do you still want to grind the stones?"

Yu Qinglong said, "No more grinding. I'm going to the woodshed to make something. Second brother, are you feeling unwell right now?"

Yu Qingye smiled and said, "No, go get busy. Are you going to make a new wooden toy for Mr. Fang?"

Yu Qinglong said, "The book says it's impolite not to reciprocate. I've received so much, so I have to express my gratitude. I'll go get some small things. Second brother, you should go to bed early. Father and dad, you should go to bed early too."

Zhou Yuehua said, "Dad will give you the lamp. Don't be too late, or you might hurt your eyes."

Yu Qinglong agreed and sat down in the woodshed.

He gently opened the wicker lid, and the seven chicks opened their eyes in surprise. They huddled together, snuggling together for warmth, like a ball of wool.

Zhou Yuehua squatted down and said with a smile: "Do you like it?"

Yu Qinglong said, "Well, he's probably the only one who would send all the chicks here just to give away the old hen."

This is a rather odd line of thinking. I wonder if it's to remind him of the hen, or if he simply doesn't want the chicks to be separated from their mother. I have a feeling Fang Shu's personality is more like the latter.

Zhou Yuehua said, "What's important is whether you feel happy about these things. If you do, then it's not given away in vain."

Yu Qinglong selected a few square wooden strips about the length of a palm and said with a smile, "Dad, you should go to bed early. I will finish it as soon as possible and go back to sleep."

Zhou Yuehua wanted to ask more questions, but seeing that her youngest son didn't want to talk more, she had to stand up.

Yu Qinglong took a carving knife and slowly carved the wooden strip.

He used to do these things very quietly. Doing handicrafts can help him enter the flow state quickly.

However, this time, I couldn't calm down.

Maybe the chicks are too noisy.

But there was another family that was even noisier.

It was only when Fang Wu was about to put the chickens back into the coop at sunset that she noticed the entire brood of chicks was gone. It was a complete disappearance; the chicks had vanished along with their mother. She assumed the hen had wandered off with her chicks, so she searched the entire yard and even the vegetable garden, but couldn't find them anywhere. Upon asking, she discovered her husband had actually sent them all to the Yu family!

Afraid of being laughed at by the neighbors during the day, she endured it until night, when she exploded, gritting her teeth but speaking in a low voice.

"Look at you, your son is ignorant, aren't you also ignorant? You went there in such a conspicuous way in an ox cart. The people in Shangxi Village would know you were there at a glance. If Doctor Mo took something to the Yu family again, or if Long Ge'er took something home from Doctor Mo's house, wouldn't you be expecting people to speculate behind your back?"

"That's impossible, isn't it? It was quite late when I went there. There's no guarantee that Dr. Mo went there at night." Fang Dingman squatted at the window, arms raised, with an attitude of "I admit my mistake but I'm also wronged." "Besides, it was my son who was anxious and insisted that I go."

"Hurry, hurry! If this causes controversy and makes Long Ge'er's reputation even worse, saying that it's not even a month yet, then we've broken the agreement. I wonder if he's still anxious!"

"But you didn't say anything about me when I left home." Fang Dingman said, "Why are you saying it again?"

"You brought a chicken and a bag of noodles, that's something the Mo family could give. But you brought so many chickens and noodles, ink sticks, do you think that's something the Mo family can give?"

"Mom, what should we do? I hope Long Ge'er won't be angry?"

"Shut up! Stand facing the wall! It's not your turn yet!"

Fang Shu didn't dare to speak.

Fang Dingman asked, "Why doesn't my son have to squat? Why do I have to squat?"

Fang Wu said, "His waist is just right. How can I let him squat? Raise your hands higher! Let's see if you two dare to be so reckless next time."

The father and son turned their heads and looked at each other, not daring to say a word. Now that I think about it, it seems that they were a little anxious.

Fang Dingman asked carefully, "Shu'er's mother, you're not saying this about Shu'er and me because you can't bear to part with your chickens, are you?"

Fang Wu said, "What do you think?"

That's a whole bunch of chickens!!!

Ouch, her flesh hurts so much!

Fang Shu saw his mother's expression and breathed a sigh of relief. He knew what was going on, but it seemed his mother wasn't entirely unreasonable. What if the villagers really started talking about Long Ge'er because of the gift? What would he do then?

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The author has something to say: Fang Shu: Husband, do you like chicks? [Let me see]

Qinglong: It’s very noisy [rolls eyes]

Chicken: He is blaming us, but we were all asleep [burst into tears]

Fang Shu: Thank you aunties for leaving comments and giving me encouragement [rainbow fart]

Qinglong: [empty bowl][empty bowl][empty bowl][hold fist]