Chapter 474 We Meet Again

At Shenshi (3-5 PM), the second son returned from the yamen, dressed in a smart-looking official uniform with a sword at his waist.

"Mother, I'm back."

Looking at the vitality on his face and the undisguised smile on his face, Song Chunxue was genuinely happy for him.

"As expected of my daughter, she looks really good in this outfit, so neat and proper. You'd better be more clever in the future, so that no one makes things difficult for you, and you don't get bullied."

The second son nodded. "If I really feel extremely aggrieved, can I go to Lord Xie?"

Song Chunxue pondered for a moment.

"If you can, why not use it? Now that you have this opportunity, why suffer? Heaven won't let you suffer less. But you also need to have a sense of justice. It's okay to ask for help, but never drag others down with you. You should also be grateful and reciprocate."

As he listened, he somehow discerned a different meaning.

"Mother, why are you saying goodbye like this? Are you going to go on a journey soon?" The second son hurriedly tried to dissuade her. "Winter is coming soon, and it's not pleasant outside. Why don't we wait until spring to leave?"

Song Chunxue smiled, "That's exactly what I think. You're all grown up now and can rely on yourselves. Just don't feel like you can't live without me."

She is more successful now than she was in her previous life, and as a mother, she is very gratified to see her son doing better.

The fourth son is still a child at heart, so let him run wild in Jincheng. If there's no hope, he can forge his own path.

Before long, the fourth brother's chattering voice came from the doorway, and he and the Taoist priest appeared.

"Hey, Second Brother, you look great! Clothes really do make the man, and this leather suit really makes a difference." Fourth Brother couldn't help but circle around him twice. "You look good, you should cherish it."

The second son looked at him, "You like it too, I heard..."

"No, no, no, I just think this outfit looks nice, but if I were to take orders from an official, I would go crazy if I encountered even the most insignificant person. Although doing business outside is considered inferior, I feel more at ease."

At this point, the fourth brother jumped to the side and turned to look at the Taoist priest happily.

"Mother, the Taoist priest found me a great job in the time it takes to drink a pot of tea. Isn't that double happiness for our family?"

The Taoist priest stroked his beard, his smile kind. "It was just a small favor. You were lucky. I only asked that person casually, and they agreed. But there's nothing wrong with that person; they might be a bit meticulous. You'll have to be patient."

The fourth brother solemnly cupped his hands and gave the Taoist priest a deep bow.

"Please rest assured, Daoist Master, I will definitely not let you lose face."

A short while later, Xie Zheng came out of the study.

"Now that you're all back, let's eat early. I don't know if you like watching plays, but I heard there's a performance of 'The Tragedy of Dou E' in town tonight. Would you like to see it?"

The fourth brother raised his hand and responded loudly, "Yes, yes, yes! Who cares what kind of opera it is? We young people just want to have fun. You old folks can just shed tears for Dou E, haha."

Xie Zheng sighed helplessly, "You mean me, the official? To be honest, there are countless injustices in the capital, let alone in this corrupt and chaotic place far from the capital, where there are plenty of local tyrants."

At this point, he gave Song Chunxue a thumbs up.

“When you were fighting Wang Yong and the others just now, you were one against five. I was worried that you might kill him if you had a knife with you. I asked the Taoist priest to recite a calming mantra for you so as not to affect your Taoist heart.”

The other three all looked at Song Chunxue. "You hit someone again?"

Song Chunxue raised an eyebrow slightly. What do you mean by "again"?

Shouldn't the question be, "Did she encounter bad people again?"

Dinner was plentiful, but no one ate much; they were thinking of going out to see a play.

When people are happy, they are in high spirits. Song Chunxue felt as if she had returned to three years ago, when she had just moved to Zhuanglang County.

The difference is that everyone has made progress.

Lady Xie was promoted, and her children were all by her side.

However, they could not stay at Lord Xie's house for long. The next morning, after lunch, they went about their own business.

Before leaving, Xie Zheng looked at Song Chunxue and said, "I know you want to buy a decent courtyard house. I heard that the courtyard house next door is for sale. Why don't you go and ask about it?"

The neighbor's yard?

Song Chunxue thought to herself, it is a bit close, but the neighbor's yard must be quite big.

"Okay, I'll go ask. You go ahead and get busy. Oh, by the way, would you like some buckwheat buns? They're fresh out of the oven."

Xie Zheng raised his hand and waved it, "That's exactly what I was thinking. Buckwheat buns are rarely sold in Jincheng."

Song Chunxue smiled; such a sight was rare even in Zhuanglang County.

Coarse grains are actually more suitable for mountainous areas, but buckwheat cannot be grown in the flat, fertile fields near Jincheng.

In overly fertile soil, buckwheat only grows tall stalks and doesn't produce seeds.

Besides, everyone thinks wheat flour is more valuable, and there aren't many places that eat buckwheat.

However, buckwheat is grown in many places. Buckwheat is good for the stomach, and many people stir-fry buckwheat to drink as tea. It is easy for older people to drink without feeling guilty.

But Song Chunxue felt that she would drink buckwheat tea when she was too old to drink green tea.

That stuff is something only wealthy people who eat a lot of meat and fish drink. In the eyes of ordinary farmers, buckwheat is the least valuable thing.

They're already suffering enough, why would they want to drink buckwheat tea?

Many elderly people have stomach problems and can't drink tea anymore, but as long as they can, they will put large pieces of rock sugar into the stewed tea pot without hesitation.

Life is short, so cherish every day you can.

The second and fourth sons have both gone out, and the Taoist priest is also going to find a wealthy merchant to discuss building a Taoist temple.

She originally wanted to go see him, but the Taoist priest said it was better not to, because that man was lecherous and she was afraid she wouldn't like the way he looked at her.

That's true. She used to tolerate things and let them pass, but now she's not someone you can mess with at all.

If they offend the household, their Taoist temple will be ruined, and the patriarch will blame them.

With that in mind, Song Chunxue went out and inquired around the neighborhood.

There are indeed two nice courtyard houses for sale. One is newer, but the courtyard is too small and can't accommodate many people.

The courtyard next to the Xie residence is larger, but it's a bit old.

The old owner had three sons. This courtyard was where the eldest son lived, but after the old man passed away, they moved to a brand new large courtyard and planned to sell it.

For Song Chunxue, the courtyard wasn't old; it would be fine to have the craftsmen repair it.

Being close to him was fine; she felt that Xie Zheng genuinely wanted to be her friend.

When asked the price, it was two hundred taels.

It's not cheap, but it's not expensive either.

After all, it has three courtyards, and it's considered a large courtyard in the entire Jincheng. However, whether or not to buy it, she needs to ask the abbot for his opinion.

In the afternoon, she walked a little further away, hoping to find something more suitable.

Unexpectedly, while she was asking around in the west of the city, she saw Tang Yuxiu getting off a carriage and heading to a restaurant.

Song Chunxue originally intended to pretend she hadn't seen it, but unexpectedly the other party sent her maid over.

"Auntie, our lady invites you upstairs for tea."

Song Chunxue turned her head and saw Tang Yuxiu standing by the carriage, nodding slightly to her.

She had no choice but to walk over.

"What a coincidence, we meet again. Why don't we go upstairs for a while?" Tang Yuxiu said gently. "Did you also come to Jincheng, Daoist Master?"