Chapter 265 The Fool's Heartbreak

"Yes, people aren't plants or trees, how can they be without feelings? Mei Yang isn't such a bad person."

Song Chunxue took a sip of tea, lowered her head and smiled bitterly, "He wasn't there when I was going through the toughest time and needed someone by my side the most. Now that I'm doing well, what's the use of him coming?"

The fourth son was surprised. "Why would Mother think that? Isn't it true that now that we're doing well, all good things will naturally come? Maybe this is a gift from heaven."

Song Chunxue disagreed.

"This shows that if you want to live well, you can't rely on anyone. To live well, you must help yourself and not think about depending on anyone. Besides, what if it's not a reward but a test?"

The fourth son nodded, sighing sincerely, "Mother sounds so learned now, I almost wonder if she's been possessed. In my memory, my mother was someone who loved hardship and had a bad temper..."

Sensing his mother's disapproving gaze, the fourth son took a bite of his buckwheat bun and said, "That's not what I meant."

"Do I like to suffer?" Song Chunxue corrected her somewhat angrily, "No one in this world likes to suffer, only those who are forced to do so."

"Yes, yes, Mother, I misspoke."

“But you’re right,” she said with a self-deprecating laugh. “In your eyes, I did love to suffer and had a bad temper, especially when it came to Sanwa. It was all my own fault.”

Seeing that things were not going well, the fourth son picked up his teacup and ran away, saying, "Mother, I'm going to take a nap."

Song Chunxue sat cross-legged on a chair, drinking tea while looking at the sun-bleached blue bricks in the courtyard, feeling melancholy.

Actually, Meiyang is quite nice.

When she saw him put aside his usual playful demeanor and carry a bamboo basket to deliver alfalfa, her heart was warmed.

She could sense his good intentions.

But for some reason, the kindness of others makes her feel uneasy and even sad.

Especially after being rejected by her, Mei Yang resumed his carefree and playful demeanor, which made Song Chunxue feel guilty.

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The next day, it started to drizzle.

It is said that during the Qingming Festival, the rain falls in torrents, and travelers on the road are heartbroken.

It didn't rain during the Qingming Festival, but it rained today.

In Song Chunxue's memory, the Qingming Festival here has always been dry.

The wind is strong, and the branches hanging in the graveyard will be blown away.

For farmers, rainy days are a source of hope.

The yellow earth, which would readily give itself to the earth at the slightest touch of the wind, would be much more docile.

The various seeds buried under the completely dried loess soil finally had the courage to sprout from the surface.

A spring rain brings forth new greenery. The willows and poplars that have sprouted without us even realizing it will steadily reveal their green spring attire after being watered by the rain.

The downside is that it gets a bit cold after it rains.

Song Chunxue carried a large basket of dried donkey dung to tamp up the kang (a heated brick bed), so that she wouldn't be bothered by the biting cold wind at night.

On a clear morning after the rain, dewdrops clung to the withered grass.

Song Chunxue led the donkey to the field to plant alfalfa.

Anyway, she wasn't in a hurry, so she leisurely spent two mornings planting alfalfa on her two acres of land.

The next day at noon, she tied the plowing tools to the donkey's back and was about to go home when she saw Mei Yang slowly walking towards her.

Song Chunxue sat on the ground and knocked out the dirt that had gotten into her shoes.

"Why are you still farming? You have so much land."

Mei Yang stood on the embankment opposite her and said, "How much is left? I'll find someone to plant it for you."

“I have about ten acres left, and I want to plant medicinal herbs. I’m still short of some seeds, like licorice seeds, isatis root, and astragalus. Can you buy them for me?” Song Chunxue said earnestly. “You probably don’t usually do such small things. I can pay extra.”

Since he's the one ordering others to do it, he should at least give them some extra compensation for their hard work.

“Alright,” Mei Yang walked over and squatted down on the edge of the ground next to her. “Why aren’t you scolding me anymore?”

"..." Having never seen anyone who was asking for trouble before, Song Chunxue swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

You can't scold this kind of person, or he might think she's flirting with him.

Stay calm.

"Why didn't I see your fourth son come to help today? You've had so many sons, what's the point?"

"..." Song Chunxue looked up at him and glared at him, "None of your business!"

This person deserves to be scolded.

"Haha, that's true. You were quite young back then, and you didn't think that much about it." Mei Yang sighed. "I wanted to have a child back then, but unfortunately I married a sickly man who left without even touching me. Heaven have mercy on me, I became a widow at such a young age... oh no, I became a widower."

Song Chunxue wanted to both laugh and curse, but he was having a hard time holding it in.

She put on her shoes and stood up. She pointed to the open space in the distance and said, "Those lands were given to me by Lord Xie. I will come to deliver the silver tomorrow."

Sure enough, Mei Yang's smile vanished immediately upon hearing this.

"Why did he give you so much land? You're not planning to offer yourself to him, are you?"

“That’s right, you’re late,” Song Chunxue said earnestly. “Lord Xie has treated me well, so I can’t be fickle. Give up on that idea, and we can still do business together in the future.”

"I've heard that you're the local bigwig here. Apart from the county magistrate, many things in the county require your approval. I don't want to offend you, nor do I want to waste your efforts."

"You're a really nice person, there must be a lot of people who want to marry you, don't be too picky. Young people are great, if it were me, I'd like young people too."

At this point, Song Chunxue frowned. "You have such unique tastes. Think about it carefully, don't you think it's a bad deal for you to marry an old woman who has given birth to five children?"

"In a few years, when you finally figure it out, you'll definitely regret it to the core. By then, I'll be stuck on your pirate ship, unable to escape or fight back, and I'll be furious watching you flirt with young and beautiful women outside."

She said earnestly, "You'll understand this simple truth if you think about it more."

Mei Yang couldn't help but laugh. At first, he clenched his fist and held it to his lips, laughing so hard that his whole shoulder was shaking.

"You really are... hahaha, going to great lengths to scare me away, huh? You must have gone to a lot of trouble." He grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth. "So, you've thought about it too, you're just afraid I'll let you down, right?"

"Bullshit, I didn't..."

The next moment, her cheeks flushed.

A kiss that lasted only a moment, followed by the sound of Mei Yang running away like a rabbit.

He laughed loudly, "It smells pretty good, hahaha."

“Since you’re not happy, I’m not in a hurry. Anyway, I don’t need any more sons. My cousin has six sons, and he gave one to me.”

"Time to go home for dinner, see you later~"

Song Chunxue raised her hand in disgust and wiped the spot on her face where he had kissed her.

Oh!

It's fine when there's no contact, but once the still waters are stirred up, it's quite torturous.

As a result, after being kissed, all my thoughts disappeared.

I don't feel anything.

That's all there is to it.

She was somewhat resistant and even a little disgusted.

Indeed, this thing is only meant to be admired from afar, not to be touched or handled.

Hmm, this person is easy to get along with. It would be great if we could really become sworn brothers.

The aching, bitterness, and entanglement that had been building up in my heart vanished instantly.

Fools are troubled by love.

So it turns out she wasn't.

Song Chunxue followed behind the donkey, feeling relaxed all over. She went to the river to wash her hands and looked at her reflection in the water.

Meeting her senior brother was indeed her greatest blessing. After she learned to read and write, she was able to use her brain and wisdom to think about problems.

When her senior brother returns, she will definitely kneel down to thank him.