Chapter 346 Can he do it?

Since the eldest brother remained silent, Chen Feng dared not utter a word, even though she had a lot to say.

After the meal, Song Chunxue took them out to the street.

Hongying's courtyard has tables and chairs, but they are quite old. She saw a particularly nice set on the street and thought it wouldn't be too late to buy it in a few days.

If the eldest son and his wife saw this, they would definitely be uncomfortable.

Even though the eldest brother would give her gifts and money every time he came to visit, people's hearts are never satisfied.

Every time Song Chunxue sees the courtyard where Hongying's family lives today, all her actions will become a thorn in the side of the eldest son and his wife.

With that in mind, Song Chunxue only bought some meat, some vegetables, and a chicken, asking someone to help her clean it. She would then take it back to wash it and remove any remaining feathers.

She didn't buy many of the things she originally wanted; she can buy them another day.

Chen Feng watched as people sat under a big tree playing chess on the street, surrounded by a group of old men. She couldn't help but sigh, "City people are so leisurely. Is this how they are in June too?"

Song Chunxue didn't reply; she had asked the same question before.

The old man standing nearby didn't say anything, but stopped in front of a pastry shop and bought two boxes of pastries.

After spending sixty coins, Chen Feng secretly glanced at him.

Jiang Huan, who was being led by Chen Feng, asked curiously, "What did Daddy buy? Is it edible?"

"You can eat it. When we get to your aunt's house, your aunt will give you some."

Jiang Huan nodded. "Okay."

Song Chunxue thought to herself, "At least the eldest son has good judgment."

When you go to your older sister's house to bring firewood, you can't go empty-handed.

When passing by a tavern, Song Chunxue couldn't resist and bought two jars of apricot blossom wine.

Before the Lunar New Year, she had thought about making wine herself this year, picking some apricot blossoms and asking around about winemaking methods.

However, by the time she returned from Liangzhou City, the apricot blossoms had already faded.

We'll have to wait until next year.

"Does Mother drink too?"

Seeing her satisfied expression, the eldest brother couldn't help but ask.

"Hmm, the wine is quite good. The apricot blossom wine on this street is pretty good. If you want to try it, I'll buy you two jars to take home tomorrow."

"I can't hold my liquor."

"It's not superfluous to keep it at home and drink it whenever you want a sip or two."

As they were talking, Song Chunxue went into a shop selling fireworks and bought two strings of firecrackers.

They walked and stopped frequently, and soon arrived at Hongying's courtyard.

The courtyard was only a hundred meters away from Song Chunxue's fortress, and we arrived in the blink of an eye.

It's the last house when you go into the alley.

He Chuan opened the door and was stunned for a moment when he saw that the eldest son's family was also there.

"Mom, eldest son, you're here too. Come in quickly. We don't know how to light the fire for the Kitchen God's Festival, and we were just about to ask you for help." He Chuan stepped aside. "The meat and vegetables are all prepared, but we haven't lit the fire yet."

"I'll handle the Kitchen God Festival, but what about the children?"

Song Chunxue stepped across the threshold and entered the clean and bright kitchen, where she placed the lean meat and pork knuckle she had bought on the cutting board.

Hongying chatted with the eldest son and his wife from behind, and also praised Jiang Huan.

Her three children were playing in the main house when they heard the noise and came out of the house.

Seeing the stranger arrive, he felt a little awkward, but he boldly walked down the steps and stood next to Jiang Hongying.

Song Chunxue lit three incense sticks and placed them at the back of the stove. Then she knelt down, burned some yellow paper, and kowtowed three times.

Afterwards, Song Chunxue burned a stack of yellow paper and stuffed it into the stove, then kowtowed three times.

Only then did she think of setting out offerings, so she found two plates and filled them with steamed buns, pastries, dried fruit, melon seeds, and the like.

Afterwards, she burned incense and yellow paper in the center of the courtyard and asked He Chuan to set off firecrackers inside and outside the courtyard.

The children were so frightened that they ran into the house to peek, but then they shouted with joy.

Song Chunxue noticed that Chen Feng looked unwell, and the eldest brother was leaning against the table, talking to Hongying.

"You all go inside and sit down. I'll put the pork knuckle, pig's trotters, and chicken in the pot first. It's still early. We can talk about the rest after the meat is cooked."

Hongying quickly said, "Mother, let me help."

The eldest brother was very perceptive. "I'll start the fire."

As he spoke, he carried the snacks to the kitchen and put them down.

Hongying smiled and said to Chen Feng, "You're pregnant, so it's not good for you to work. Go inside and sit for a while. Would Jiang Huan like some candy? Xiaoxu brought out the snacks we bought today for Jiang Huan."

Xiao Xu was very obedient. She went to the kitchen cabinet, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and candy, and carefully presented them to Jiang Huan.

Jiang Huan was a little shy. He glanced at Chen Feng and then lifted his shirt to take it.

"I'm fine, I'll just sit in the yard. You two go about your business, sister and brother-in-law." Although she had a lot of complaints in her heart, Chen Feng still smiled and pulled Jiang Huan to sit down.

Hongying followed behind Song Chunxue, and just as she was about to ask something, the boss came in.

"Boss, I don't have much to help with right now. It's just a family meal. We're not familiar with the neighbors, and I haven't mentioned it to anyone I know. There's not much food. You and your brother-in-law can go chat in the yard for a while. I'll call you if I need any help."

The eldest brother nodded, "Then I'll go outside and take a look."

He Chuan didn't know what to talk about, and fearing that his boss would be unhappy, he found a ladder and tapped on the loose parts of the door frame.

Actually, there are still many places in the yard that need tidying up. The soil in the house has been swept out, but many places need to be patched with mud. It would be best to apply a layer of yellow mud all over the place.

The soil near the water source is too loose and has grown grass. Pulling the grass makes it even looser. It would be best to find a stone block to compact it and lay more tiles and pebbles on it.

Jiang Hongying was a little embarrassed and lowered her voice, saying, "Originally, you loved the eldest son the most. This courtyard was originally left to the eldest son by his mother, right? Now that I've taken it over, they must be unhappy."

“Who said it was left for him?” Song Chunxue leaned closer to the pig’s trotter and carefully plucked the hair. “I didn’t originally intend to give it to anyone. Even the fourth brother didn’t know I had a courtyard.”

"Huh?" Jiang Hongying exclaimed softly, "Is Mother so wary of the fourth son?"

“I’m not guarding against the fourth brother, but I don’t expect anything from everyone. I brought you here because it just so happened that you were wronged. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have bothered, since you’re already married.”

Song Chunxue said bluntly, "Who knew you were living such a miserable life? It was my fault that you married so far away. It's not too late to make amends now."

Jiang Hongying sighed helplessly, "My mother is clearly concerned about me, but she has to put it so formally."

She grabbed the chicken by the neck, and the feathers around its eyes were difficult to pluck.

"Mom, I can't pull it off. Should I scald it with boiling water again?"

Song Chunxue glanced at it and said, "Just cut it off and don't want it. There's not much meat on a chicken head anyway. Take it back for my dog ​​to eat."

Jiang Hongying laughed, "I remember you used to love eating chicken heads."

"Hmph, do you think I like to eat?" Song Chunxue said irritably. "Before, in order to get you to eat one more bite, I would eat chicken heads and feet, and gnaw on the bones you didn't finish. And what was the result?"

She took a breath. "Never mind, today is such a beautiful day, there's no need to bring this up."

Jiang Hongying whispered, "But I think Chen Feng is at least more human than before; she didn't throw a tantrum. Your eldest son is your own flesh and blood, and I'm just a married daughter..."

"Then we'll say later that He Chuan is now a live-in son-in-law, and he's doing farm work for me. Can he really do that?"

"..." Jiang Hongying opened her mouth, then nodded gently.