Forced to Disown Me, I Got Rich in a Cowshed, Why Are You Crying?

In the 21st century, Chen Qingqing transmigrated to become cannon fodder in Nanshan Village of the Great Ning Dynasty. In a year of famine and a waning moon, her wicked grandmother, to support her ...

Chapter 367: Getting carried away

Chapter 367: Getting carried away

Nanshan Village.

As the saying goes, "When people are happy, they are energetic, and when they are sad, they are sleepy." Ever since Chen Zhancai passed the imperial examination and married Fang, Old Lady Chen felt that her status and position had improved a lot.

He would get up early and wander around the streets. Whenever he saw someone, no matter if they were going to the toilet or working in the fields, he would rush over and start nagging.

He started by praising his son Wenquxing for his natural intelligence.

Being able to read and write is a great achievement. Being a scholar is just the beginning. When you pass the imperial examination in the autumn, you will become an official respected by everyone.

In the future, I will wear gold and silver, eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, and have maids and servants to serve me when I go out...

At first, the villagers were too embarrassed to admit it and just tried to agree with him.

Who knew that if I didn't talk to her, she would be even more interested and talk endlessly.

The villagers forced themselves to smile, but they were all disgusted with Old Lady Chen.

But she is the mother of a scholar after all, so she cannot be too extreme in her words and deeds. Even if she is unwilling in her heart, she has to pretend to be acceptable for the sake of face.

In order to avoid offending her, I had to avoid her if possible. If I couldn't avoid her, I had to bite the bullet and listen to her nagging.

If he wanted to go to the fields to work, he had to repeatedly confirm that Old Lady Chen was not outside before he dared to go out, just like hiding from a thief.

The villagers were very upset, but Old Lady Chen enjoyed it.

As time went by, she gradually discovered that the villagers seemed to be reluctant to go out these days.

Even so, she was not idle. Apart from three meals a day, she would spend the rest of her time either in the east or west of the village, or under the big tree at the entrance of the village.

Whenever he sees someone, he will go up to her and hold her tightly, insisting she stays with him and chats with him for a while.

That day, Mrs. Chen finished her breakfast early, wiped her mouth and was about to go out.

Seeing this, Old Man Chen felt a little unhappy. This old woman has been getting more and more excessive recently. Except for eating, she is not at home all day.

If she really just visited the neighbors to chat about the parents, it would be nothing, but she blew the whistle so much that she almost blew the cow's legs up to the sky.

Others felt embarrassed for her when they heard it, but why didn't she know how to be low-key and restrain herself?

It would be fine if my son could really pass the imperial examination, but if not, he would be naked with his butt sticking out, which would be embarrassing.

Thinking of this, he coughed lightly and said, "Old woman, wait a moment, I have something to discuss with you."

Old Mrs. Chen paused, "What are you doing? What's the matter?"

"It's nothing serious. Our son is about to take the exam. The mountains are high and the road is long. Should we prepare some food for the third child?"

"I see you're so bored you're just too busy. You're not taking care of things you should be taking care of, and you're just messing around with things you shouldn't be." Old Mrs. Chen rolled her eyes at him. "What do you want me to prepare? Bake some big pancakes for the third child? They get hard after a while, how can the third child eat them?"

"Yes, yes, I just said it casually." Old Man Chen didn't want her to go out and have fun again, so he hurriedly said, "Old woman, the weather is getting hotter now, do you need to prepare some clothes for the third child?"

"What's wrong with you today? His wife is helping to take care of these things, why are you worrying about it? If you have nothing to do, go clean out the toilet. I'm going out for a walk."

After saying this, Old Lady Chen walked out of the door with her face raised high and her face as if she were on a slumber.

After walking a few steps, I saw Dalongzi hurriedly coming out of the house.

"Dalongzi, what are you going to do?"

Old Lady Chen was as excited as a dog seeing a bone or a cat seeing a mouse. She came forward in two steps and grabbed Da Longzi's arm.

"Auntie happens to be free today, so let's have a good chat."

When Dalongzi saw that it was Old Lady Chen, his face wrinkled and he almost cried. Something terrible had happened. He didn't check the almanac before going out, and he met this chatterbox. He was so unlucky!

I felt really uncomfortable, but I still forced a smile on my face, "Auntie, you really know how to joke. You're fine every day, aren't you?"

"Yes, you are right. Who made my Zhancai so promising? He passed the imperial examination and became a great scholar right away. Nephew, let me tell you, our Zhancai is the incarnation of Wenquxing. Not only is he good at writing, he is also very filial. So, he felt sorry for your uncle and me and didn't want us to work hard in the dirt, digging for food, so he sold all the broken land at home."

Dalongzi didn't want to hear these trivial things, but he couldn't show it, so he nodded and agreed, "Yes, yes, Zhancai is really filial. You can enjoy a peaceful life with him from now on!"

After he finished speaking, he felt another wave of pain in his stomach, and he felt that he was on the verge of death. "Auntie, I..."

"Oh my dear nephew, you are right again."

Old Lady Chen didn't give Dalongzi any chance to speak.

"The Autumn Examination is coming soon. My fortune teller is very confident that he can pass the examination and become a Juren. Do you know what a Juren is?

To put it bluntly, that is the official who is surrounded by people and respected by everyone.

If your family needs to file a lawsuit or complain in the future, just let me know and I promise to handle the matter fairly and squarely for you."

"Yes, yes, what the old lady said is right." Dalongzi agreed with his mouth, but he was unhappy in his heart. Your family is complaining because there is nothing wrong. If it weren't for the fact that there is a scholar in your family, I would have scolded your ancestors for eight generations and stopped you from talking nonsense.

His face flushed red, he held his stomach with both hands, and rubbed his toes back and forth on the ground, sweat breaking out on his forehead.

But Mrs. Chen held his hands tightly and wouldn't let go, chattering non-stop.

"I'm only saying this to you. If it were someone else, I wouldn't bother to care. Don't think I don't know. Those idiots in the village have been saying a lot of bad things about my family behind their backs, saying that our son Zhancai is just a poor scholar who will never be an official.

Do you think these people are immoral? My family must have provoked him, but he is so mean to me. Do you think these people have too much free time?"

"Oh my old aunt, I don't know if their balls hurt or not, but my stomach hurts for sure."

"You kid, I'm asking you if they're bored out of their minds. Why do you have a stomachache? You're really not doing anything right every day..."

Old Lady Chen's saliva flew everywhere, and she didn't notice Da Longzi's abnormality at all. She still held him tightly and didn't let go, talking non-stop...