Chapter 356 Third Sister's Home

When they passed by the ditch, they went to the entrance of the cave to see the little wolf.

The little wolf is very wary of everyone else and only trusts Ah Lai.

Song Chunxue and Song Chunlian stood at a distance before it emerged from the cave, affectionately nuzzling Alai's hand and crunching the bone in his hand.

“This wolf won’t live long. Wolves are born to eat sheep. We only have a few sheep, and Alai will take good care of them, but other sheep farmers suffer greatly from it. If they find it, they will definitely try to kill it.” Song Chunlian sighed. “Let’s go. The more we raise it now, the more heartbroken we will be later.”

Song Chunxue deeply agreed.

In her past life, she really wanted to have a cat. The children loved it too, and they would spend all day around the cat, fighting over who could hold and kiss it, and even vying to put it in their own beds at night.

However, the cat accidentally ate a mouse that had been gnawed by ants, and within two days it was foaming at the mouth and on the verge of death.

But everyone cried because the cat had only been with the family for a month. They had never loved a cat so much before. When it finally lay on the ground unable to move, Song Chunxue even shed tears.

The fourth child burst into tears.

The children were all young then; the fourth child was only six or seven years old.

Looking back now, I realize that the saddest thing about dying peacefully was that I was the one who felt most pained, because the days of being needed, missed, and loved were over, and I had become a burden and a nuisance.

Leaving in the prime of life, it's others who feel sad.

Because you are still very important to everyone, you are a pillar for others and a source of reliance for everyone, everyone will feel sorry for you, and those who hear about it will be saddened and those who see it will shed tears.

The current Song Chunxue no longer wallows in self-pity or regrets that she didn't get to see her child before she died in her previous life.

She felt relieved.

We are all ordinary people, and a mother's responsibility is to raise her children to adulthood so that they can have their own world.

The purpose of having children is so that when one dies, someone will mourn for them and give them a grand funeral. How tragic it is to spend one's whole life worrying about the day one dies.

"Fifth sister, what are you thinking about?" Song Chunlian teased her. "This is the river bend where you found gold while peeing last time. What, you want to find it again?"

Song Chunxue snapped out of her daze, "Fourth Sister, you're just making fun of me."

"By the way, did you go out last night?" Song Chunlian lowered her voice. "Did you go to see the Taoist priest again?"

"Hmm, the Taoist priest taught me some things. Did Fourth Sister wake up in the middle of the night?"

Song Chunlian didn't ask any further questions. "Yes, I got up in the middle of the night to cover you with a blanket, and when I found no one there, I guessed you had gone to see the Taoist priest."

Song Chunxue didn't say much, and Song Chunlian didn't ask any more questions.

Ah Lai caught up with them, still holding a rabbit in his arms?

They released it again shortly after they left.

"I thought that rabbit was caught for your third aunt. Why did you let it go?" Song Chunxue laughed. "You couldn't bear to give it away?"

She rarely pitied livestock before; she only raised sheep to earn money for her children's education.

Since she began practicing Buddhism, she has developed a deep reverence for all living beings.

Ah Lai should be the same.

“I was just playing around. It’s not worth risking a life for a bite of meat,” A-Lai said, kicking a pebble with his head down. “My aunt brought a roast chicken, that’s enough for us.”

Song Chunlian didn't understand.

“This kid won’t let me raise chickens or pigs anymore. When I ask him to feed the chickens, he dawdles and makes excuses, saying that if they’re raised to be fat, he won’t want to eat them. He doesn’t want to see their eyes.”

"And the lambs at home, I've raised them for two or three years and they still won't sell them or let them breed. It's all a waste of effort to raise them for nothing. Even if I want to sell them, they won't agree. They even cried when I sold two lambs before. I know killing is wrong, but we can't just stop eating meat, can we?"

Song Chunlian said helplessly, "I don't practice cultivation, and they won't even let me eat meat. I didn't enjoy the chicken I ate last night."

Alai kept his head down and didn't speak. The mother and son had different opinions and couldn't agree on anything.

Song Chunxue explained, "Fourth Sister, don't scold him. Ever since I was enlightened by the Taoist priest, I've been like this too. Although I want to eat chicken, I don't dare to kill any living creatures anymore. Before, I raised more than a dozen chickens and killed them myself."

"The Taoist priest also said that Alai has a lot of spiritual energy, so please bear with him."

Song Chunlian said irritably, "I gave birth to her myself. If I can't take responsibility for her, am I supposed to just abandon her?"

Song Chunxue smiled, "You're more worry-free than my eldest son, so you should be content."

The two sisters shook their heads and chatted about other things.

Before long, they arrived at their third sister's house.

"Are you a pig? You can't even tie a knot."

"Go and mix the feed for the chickens. You're no good. Get out of here."

From a distance, they could hear Song Chunmei's voice, which sounded disgusted and impatient.

“Go fetch water. Just like your father, all talk and no action. You can’t answer any questions but still want to eat well. If you want to eat, make it yourself.”

"You can't count on her. She's not as good as Cui Cui at all. She knows what I want as soon as I reach out my hand. Why are you giving me a hammer? Believe me or not, I'll give you a hammer."

It sounds like Song Chunmei started scolding her son after scolding Zhao Qian.

The father and son remained silent, not daring to retaliate.

It's completely different from what it was two years ago.

"Once you're done with your work, go to the fields to weed. You have to pick out the bitter herbs. If you don't clear the weeds off that patch of land at the mountain pass, you won't get any lunch today."

As they got closer, they saw that Song Chunmei was wearing a peacock blue mid-length jacket, her calves were tightly wrapped, her hair was neatly combed, and a small jade stone was hanging from a silver hairpin, swaying with her movements.

It turned out that Song Chunmei was harnessing the donkey when the rope broke. She found an old strip of cloth to patch it up and was tying a knot in it.

The moment he looked up, his gaze fell on Song Chunxue and the other two.

"Oh?"

Song Chunmei, who had just been wearing a sour face, instantly broke into a smile.

"What brings you two here together today?" As she spoke, Song Chunmei ran towards Song Chunxue. "Oh, our fifth brother, you're my savior! I must invite you into my yard this time so you can have a hot meal at my house."

As she spoke, her smile turned tinged with sadness, and she choked up as she grasped Song Chunxue's hand.

"Come on, Fourth Brother, come inside quickly. I'm not going to work in the fields today. If that bastard Zhao Qian dares to kick you out today, I'll break his legs."

Song Chunxue was pulled into the courtyard and saw Zhao Qian stirring chicken feed on the kitchen floor. Her third sister's son quickly passed by in the west room and did not come out.

Thinking back to three years ago, when Zhao Qian beat my third sister until she cried and wouldn't let them into the house, I was filled with mixed emotions.

Seeing Zhao Qian being scolded like a dog, Song Chunxue felt that he deserved it.

And then there's his son, Zhao Baotian, who used to be lazy and good-for-nothing, but now he's been yelled at by his third sister and is completely subdued, yet he has no choice but to listen to her.

It wasn't just that the third sister had become more assertive, but also because she had money.

Money gives you confidence, and Zhao Baotian can only hope to get a daughter-in-law by relying on his mother's money.

"You two sit down quickly. Fifth Brother has come all this way, and I haven't properly thanked you yet. I know you love chicken blood noodles, so I'll go kill a chicken."

Song Chunxue stopped her, "Third Sister, don't rush. We've only just entered the house and haven't even chatted for a few minutes yet. It's not too late to kill her later."

“After Third Sister took over the household, not only did her voice become louder and her hair turn blacker, but she also looked younger,” Song Chunlian asked her with a smile. “Have you almost spent all your money?”