Chapter 426 Did he roll over the kang (heated brick bed)?

Song Chunxue made chicken soup noodles, and the aroma was irresistible.

Huang Mo indeed didn't eat noodles made with chicken blood. Luckily, she thought of this and made two large pieces of dough, one red and one white.

Xie Zheng and Huang Mo each ate two bowls, praising the cold dish on the table.

"What is this dish? It tastes really good," Huang Mo asked, pointing to the nearly empty cold dish.

"I picked the tender tips of lamb's quarters, dried them, and then blanched them. They're tender yet chewy." Song Chunxue pointed to the steps outside the courtyard. "I've dried some more over there. If you like, take them back and I'll dry more. There are plenty of them by the roadside outside."

Huang Mo glanced at Xie Zheng and smiled warmly, "Then thank you very much, Sister Song."

The second son sat next to me and slurped down three and a half bowls of food.

After lying in bed for so long, the lean muscle I built up in the military camp is almost gone. If I keep eating without exercising, I'll end up with nothing but fat.

The noodles had to be cooked one bowl at a time. The fourth brother brought a porcelain basin from the kitchen, which was covered with lean meat and filled with chicken blood noodles soaking in chicken broth.

He placed the noodles on the table, and Huang Mo was taken aback. "This child has a good appetite."

He never ate this much when he was young.

The fourth brother laughed and said, "I've been eating a bit too much. My shoes have gotten too small lately, and I'm still growing taller."

Huang Mo laughed heartily, "You little rascal, are you deliberately trying to make me jealous?"

Huang Mo is rather short and is usually very conscious of his physique.

"No, no, I absolutely didn't mean that." The fourth brother scooped up the noodles and stirred them. "You don't have to wait for me after you've finished eating. You can go and enjoy the scenery. It's foggy now, and maybe the two gentlemen can even compose a couple of impromptu poems."

Huang Mo nodded.

"Then I'll come back and take a nap. I think the weather will clear up in the afternoon, and I can watch the sunset in the evening. After that, I can try my family's corn and potatoes, as well as my mother's sour soup with rice noodles. At night, I can light a fire in the yard, drink wine, and watch the stars. How wonderful that would be."

Huang Mo pointed at the fourth brother and laughed, "This kid is quite good at making arrangements. I'm very interested in him. However, we have to go on business tomorrow, so it's a pity we can't stay and experience everything."

Song Chunxue looked at Xie Zheng, "Then how about we arrange it like this next time on the Double Ninth Festival?"

Huang Mo also looked at Xie Zheng, "Well, then I'll bring a few jars of good wine next time. My wife's cured meat is also quite good. I wonder if that would be too much trouble for Sister Song?"

"No, I don't have anything else to do, so it's settled then."

Seeing the smile on Song Chunxue's face, Xie Zheng nodded, "That's excellent."

Afterwards, they got up to say goodbye, saying that after going down the mountain to digest their food, they would go home for a nap.

The mother and her two children stood at the door, watching the carriage slowly disappear into the distance. The second son looked at Song Chunxue, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

"Speak your mind, why are you hesitating?" Song Chunxue turned around and closed the courtyard gate. "I'm going to take a nap. Second brother, wash the pot."

"I feel that inviting Lord Xie to our home for the Double Ninth Festival is not sincere enough, given such a great favor." He always felt that it was better to pay a visit to express his gratitude in person.

Song Chunxue nodded, "I know. We'll go together when you're better."

Later, the second son asked them why they bought the yard here.

Song Chunxue paused, suddenly remembering their original intention: to buy the courtyard and build a Taoist temple.

She asked herself honestly, how could she possibly delay her senior's plans?

Back inside, she pondered for a long time, her previous sleepiness completely gone.

She took out her senior brother's travelogue from her bundle, read it carefully, and came to understand his determination to build a Taoist temple.

Suddenly, a vague idea gradually became clear in her mind and slowly took root, becoming something that Song Chunxue was determined to help her senior brother accomplish.

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The fourth brother is a restless person; he can't be a hermit in the mountains, so he likes to go to crowded places.

The next morning, he rode his horse down the mountain.

After breakfast, the second son would either help his mother with chores or sit in the yard basking in the sun.

He actually had a lot to say to his mother. No one could understand the ups and downs he experienced during his three years in the military camp.

But as soon as my mother finished her work, she would sit in her room and meditate, looking very busy.

Fortunately, Mom came out of her room on time when it was time to make lunch.

The second son, carrying a basket of firewood, followed Song Chunxue into the kitchen.

"Mom, what are we having for dinner today?"

What would you like to eat?

"Rice with glutinous rice".

Song Chunxue frowned. "But we don't have enough mixed grain flour. We didn't bring much. Let Lao Si buy some, and we can eat it another day."

"Then, what would you like to eat, Mother?"

"How about potato noodle soup with some wild vegetables sprinkled in?"

The second son thought to himself, "Mom has already decided what to make." "Okay, it's been a long time since I've had this."

He picked up a kitchen knife to peel potatoes. "Mom, don't you agree to me marrying Lin Chunjiao?"

"You want to marry her? That depends on whether she's willing to marry you. If she's willing to stay, I naturally won't stop her."

If she could do it all over again, would she still be complained about for the rest of her life because of this?

However, judging from what the second son said, he wasn't entirely without feelings for Lin Chunjiao; he just didn't want to be a live-in son-in-law.

"As long as you can convince Lin Chunjiao to stay for you, I'll do anything."

The second son was a little excited. "Mother, are you serious?"

"Why would I lie to you? I'm just afraid you won't be able to persuade Lin Chuncheng. If his sister stays with you, who will take care of his mother?"

“I understand. If she doesn’t want to, I won’t force her.” The second son said dejectedly. “Actually, Lin Chunjiao is quite nice. She just has a bad temper. But in the past two years, she has made shoes and clothes for me and often cooks delicious food for me.”

He wasn't actually that cunning; he just wanted to leave himself a way out.

"Anyway, it's for you to get a wife, so you can marry whoever you want." Song Chunxue stopped peeling potatoes. "But when you get married and where you live in the future will be up to you. I don't have that much money to buy you a house."

The second son paused for a moment, then nodded slightly. "I understand."

“This courtyard is where the Taoist priest has chosen to build a Taoist temple, and half of the land may be occupied.” Song Chunxue had to make her second son understand that he couldn’t rely on her as his mother.

At least for now, his behavior is not enough to make her readily hand over the money.

To be honest, she still harbors resentment about her past life.

In the afternoon, the fourth brother returned, but he stood at the door with his eyes glazed over.

"What's wrong? What did you do this time?" Song Chunxue was sitting in the courtyard, drinking tea and reading a book.

The fourth brother looked behind him and said, "I didn't notice anyone following me when I went up the mountain. Lin Chuncheng and her sister were right outside the door."

The second son stood up. "What did he tell you?"

The next moment, Lin Chunjiao appeared at the courtyard gate with red eyes. When she saw Jiang Yehui, she bit her lip, lowered her head, and shed tears.

Lin Chuncheng followed behind, his face dark and bruised.

But because of what happened last time, he still took the initiative to speak up, "I was reckless last time. Jiaojiao hasn't been able to eat or drink these past few days and has been clamoring to see Jiang Yehui. Today, we happened to run into your fourth son on the street, so we followed her."

"Aunt Jiang, is there any room for discussion regarding their relationship?"

Song Chunxue put down her teacup and placed the book face down on the stone table.

"You're willing to let your sister marry into this family? Who will take care of your mother then?"

Lin Chuncheng said, "I can bring my mother over to take care of Jiaojiao."

"Four thousand miles, is she willing to go?" Changing her mind so quickly, she must have had no other choice.

Suddenly, she looked at Jiang Yehui and lowered her voice, "You two wouldn't have already slept together on the bed, would you?"

P.S.: I had to go out that day due to some urgent business, and I'm home today. I'll definitely finish this tomorrow! Love you all~