Chapter 247 May Contain Gold

"..." He's seriously ill.

Song Chunxue doesn't want to go out anymore.

Dealing with this kind of person is a real headache.

After finishing the pot of wine, Song Chunxue immediately stood up.

"I'll go and call Manager Yao to come and drink with you."

"You're great, I just love your fake serious face."

You hypocrite!

After enduring for most of the day, Song Chunxue finally lost her temper and stomped hard on his foot, even grinding it in the process.

"Seriously!"

After saying that, she walked away quickly.

Ignoring everyone else, he went straight to the street.

She was still furious and felt she had to buy something.

I picked out a set of wine vessels in a porcelain shop, and when I went outside, I saw someone pulling a large horse-drawn cart selling saplings.

She picked out two peach trees and one jujube tree, and also bought some flower seeds. When she asked the shopkeeper, he said he also sold astragalus seeds, isatis root seeds, and licorice seeds.

Just when she felt sleepy, someone handed her a pillow. She had bought everything she wanted to plant, and also bought some lilies, planning to cultivate them slowly and plant them on a large scale next year.

Try planting it in the garden first, otherwise she might lose money because she has no experience.

Although she had heard that lilies were easy to grow.

She carried bags of various sizes home, and as soon as she entered the courtyard, she realized something was wrong.

The donkey in the backyard kept braying.

She immediately realized that the donkey should be giving birth in the next few days, so she quickly put down her things and ran to the backyard.

I stood on tiptoe and looked into the donkey pen, and saw a little donkey trembling as it tried to stand up more steadily.

Song Chunxue was overjoyed. "You're so capable! You gave birth so quickly. It looks very firm. I'll give you some extra nutrition tonight. Thank you for your hard work."

She threw the "donkey mud," which is the placenta of the donkeys, from the donkey pen into a ditch some distance away.

Standing here, you can see the clear Zuli River.

It's warmed up these past few days, and it will feel so nice to wash my feet in the water this afternoon.

She turned her head and almost tripped over a stone.

Looking down, the stone was quite pretty, round and moist when placed in water; it would be good for pickling vegetables.

Song Chunxue then took him home.

When we arrived at her doorstep, Sister Tian, ​​nicknamed "Butterfly," was leaning against the doorway, basking in the sun.

"Aunt Jiang is back, carrying a stone. Are you going to pickle vegetables?"

"Yes, Butterfly, is yours ready yet?"

"Huh?" Aunt Tian was taken aback. "What did you just call me?"

“Butterfly,” Song Chunxue looked at her, “Your clothes are very pretty, all colorful, just like a butterfly.”

"Oh my, as expected of his aunt, she even gives people such lovely nicknames! I love them so much!" She covered her mouth and laughed heartily. "Hahaha, you know what, 'Butterfly' sounds so pretty! Do you think I'm pretty?"

"..." She got all worked up over calling her fat, but this person's reaction was still better than when they first met and he started spewing nonsense.

"Beautiful, so beautiful," Song Chunxue praised earnestly. "At first glance, you'd think a young lady from a wealthy family was standing here. She's unbelievably beautiful."

"Hahaha, you're so funny, I'm embarrassed by your compliment."

Hua Hudie ran up to Song Chunxue and patted her shoulder happily. "In all these years, I've never seen a widow like you. You have such an indifferent attitude, but you have such a sweet tongue. No wonder Mei Yang is so persistent with you."

“Mei Yang?” Song Chunxue frowned. “Can we please not mention him?”

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. You said you wouldn't mention men, it's all my fault." Butterfly chuckled. "So, would you like to find a young, slick-haired young man, in his early twenties?"

"No, I don't want to be swindled out of all my assets. This is my only estate; if I'm cheated, where will I live?"

"No fun," the butterfly fluttered in her hair. "Do you like this outfit? I bought it from that shop in the west of the city. If you don't know it, I'll go with you."

"It's too bright; it doesn't suit me."

“What’s this about what’s appropriate or inappropriate? Who says widows have to dress all in black, like crows or gray rats? No one would want them then. What you’re wearing is nice, but not pink enough. Look how fair your skin is! If you wore peach-pink or rouge-colored clothes, you’d look…”

"Shh, just take me shopping next time. Don't say it so loudly, or people will laugh at you."

Song Chunxue opened the courtyard gate. "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

The butterfly's eyes lit up, and she immediately stood up straight. "Is that alright?"

"You wouldn't harm me, would you?" Song Chunxue deliberately probed. "Do you still think I would do you any harm?"

"No, no, someone like you would never be interested in my husband. He looks like a short, scrawny gourd. Aren't Mei Yang and Lord Xie both better than him?"

The flower butterfly retorted irritably, "As long as you're willing, who wouldn't fall at your feet..."

"You even said you'd get your dog to bite you!"

"Woof woof woof!"

"Woof woof woof!"

"Oh my god, Song Chunxue, make them go away! I'm terrified of dogs."

Upon hearing their owner's words, the two dogs grabbed the hem of the butterfly skirt and pulled it backward.

"Don't bite, don't bite! Let go! I was just kidding, you two are really going to bite me!"

"Woof woof!"

"Woof woof!"

The two wolfhounds have grown quite a bit taller, their black fur has started to lighten, and their two round eyes are gradually taking on a fierce look.

They looked back at the butterflies, barking as they walked.

"Oh, my goodness." Flower Butterfly sat down at the stone table, looking genuinely frightened.

"That's strange. I never heard any dogs in your yard before. Why didn't they call for Lord Xie?"

Song Chunxue asked curiously, "How did you know Lord Xie had come?"

"Hey, I'm just bored. I know how many times your front door is opened and closed each day, who has come and who has left, and what men and women have spoken to you. The women around here have nothing better to do than you do."

"..." Song Chunxue felt as if she had returned to Li Family Village.

"But don't worry, they wouldn't dare to gossip. Mei Yang and Lord Xie, one in the underworld and one in the legitimate world, one in the shadows and one in the light, both have close ties to you. They'd be asking for trouble if they dared to spread rumors about you. What if you whispered something in their ear... ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, what if you..."

"Alright, alright, you can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth, all you ever think about are those kinds of things." Song Chunxue placed the stone on the lid of the water vat outside the kitchen. "Want some water?"

"I don't want to drink," Butterfly asked with a smile. "Weren't you going to help Yao Man? Why are you back so early?"

"I couldn't be of much help anyway, and I only caused trouble, so I came back early." Thinking about how she left without saying goodbye, Yao Man must have felt uncomfortable. She would go and check on them after they closed up shop.

The butterfly looked around and said, "Your courtyard is very large and very clean. I wonder how many people coveted your castle back then, but unfortunately the owner asked for too high a price and no one was willing to buy it."

"Instead of buying a large fortress with rammed earth walls, it's better to buy a new courtyard with blue tiles and white walls. It looks much more impressive."

She glanced sideways and clicked her tongue twice. "But they don't know that although the walls of this fortress are high, it's not dark inside at all, it's even brighter than my courtyard." Flower Butterfly was very envious. "This is a place chosen by experts hired by rich people, and the feng shui is excellent."

"There might be gold buried down there. You can dig around and look for it when you have time."