"What are you saying, child!"
At this moment, Song Dazhuang said to Tang Suxiang, "You two take care of the two children together, and let your daughter-in-law help out. It'll be tough for you these next few days. Erniu is your own daughter!"
Song Erniu readily agreed, saying she would come to pick up her daughter in a few days.
Fearing her parents might change their minds, she left her daughter's clothes behind and rode away on her bicycle.
When her mother left, the five-year-old girl hurriedly got down from Tang Suxiang's arms, crying and calling, "Mommy, Mommy!"
Song Hanwen teased the child, "Your mom doesn't want you anymore!"
"Mommy... Ahhh... Mommy..." The five-year-old child chased after her from the yard, crying out in heart-wrenching sobs, "Mommy!"
Song Hanwen said to Tang Suxiang, "You take care of Erniu's child and also take good care of my Tangbao. My wife and I are going out to discuss business today and won't be back until tonight."
"Your wife isn't home. How can Mom manage to do all the work and take care of two kids all by herself?"
Song Hanwen ignored his own mother and went inside.
Tang Suxiang quickly came up with an idea.
"I'll go find Guilan and ask her to take care of it for me for a day."
Song Dazhuang remained silent.
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Song Caixing was tidying up the dishes on the dining table in the yard, while Qiao Guilan sat to the side humming, complaining of back pain one minute and leg pain the next.
One minute it hurts here, the next it hurts there.
I can't work anymore.
While complaining of various aches and pains, she instructed Song Caixing on what farm work to do, filling Song Caixing's time to the brim so that she wouldn't be idle until lunchtime.
"Is the second trial being held at home?" Tang Suxiang called out enthusiastically from outside the courtyard.
Upon hearing Tang Suxiang's warm voice, Qiao Guilan immediately felt no pain and got up to invite Tang Suxiang in.
The two families were arguing so fiercely before that they even resorted to knives and guns, but now it's like nothing happened at all.
"Sister-in-law, I'm home. Come in and tell me what's wrong."
"Second instance, I've come today to ask you for a small favor." Tang Suxiang was very polite, asking Qiao Guilan to help her take care of her granddaughter.
Qiao Guilan readily agreed.
The two sisters-in-law left together, chatting and laughing, which infuriated Song Caixing.
On the way to Tang Suxiang's house, some passing villagers saw the two sisters-in-law chatting and laughing and greeted them, "Where are you two going, sisters-in-law?"
Qiao Guilan said with a smile, "Erniu brought her daughter over. My sister-in-law can't manage all the work by herself, so she asked me to help her look after the child."
As the villagers watched the two leave, one muttered to himself, "They were arguing and fighting like that just a few days ago, and now they're as good as family again!"
Song Hanwen pushed his motorcycle out, ready to go out with his wife.
Upon seeing Qiao Guilan, he remained indifferent and did not take the initiative to greet her.
"Hanwen, are you going out?" Qiao Guilan asked warmly.
Song Hanwen ignored her and said, "Wife, sit tight!"
He started the car and drove off.
Tang Suxiang explained, "Don't overthink it. Hanwen didn't hear you, but that doesn't mean he's ignoring you."
She brought her granddaughter out to Qiao Guilan, but the five-year-old didn't recognize Qiao Guilan and cried, wanting to go home.
Qiao Guilan couldn't handle the child at all, which angered Tang Suxiang, who yelled at Qiao Guilan, "How come you can't even take care of a child properly? She's not your own granddaughter, so why don't you care?"
“This child doesn’t want me,” Qiao Guilan explained in a conciliatory manner.
As she was speaking, the child's temper flared up, and he started scratching her face.
Tang Suxiang glanced at Qiao Guilan with disdain. She was really useless; she couldn't even take care of a child properly.
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At the market, Song Yinhua bought a lot of cement and gravel, pushed it to a secluded spot on a cart, and delivered it into her spatial dimension.
It was nighttime inside the space.
The stars overhead were shining brightly.
The moon was big and round, illuminating this land in the sky.
Song Yinhua poured all the small stones into the rectangular pit she had dug and tamped them down with a wooden mallet.
Two luminous pearls, each the size of an ostrich egg, flank the gate of a distant house, illuminating a large area in front of the gate as if it were daytime.
Besides the two luminous pearls at the main entrance, the house is decorated with countless luminous pearls of all sizes around its perimeter and on its roof. The light emitted by these pearls bathes the entire house in a white glow, making it appear even more mysterious and secluded.
While working, Song Yinhua glanced at the ancient house in the distance. She had been busy lately and had only ever looked at it from afar when she entered her space. She had never stepped into that magnificent and unique house.
After compacting all the small stones in the pit, Song Yinhua poured spiritual spring water onto the stones, wetting them completely. Then she began mixing cement mortar and pouring it onto the small stones.
She took out the bricklayer's tools and smoothed out the cement slurry.
These tasks were no problem for her.
In her previous life, she married Han Zhiyuan and honed her skills to a high level.
She took care of the children and her in-laws, did laundry, cooked, worked in the fields, built livestock pens, repaired water pipes, and even learned simple electrical repairs.
After Han Zhiyuan's father passed away, she opened a small wonton shop. She did everything herself, big and small, and also had to take care of three children and her mother-in-law.
Han Zhiyuan is always saying he's busy, but you can rarely see him. I have no idea what he's busy with all day.
Song Yinhua was busy in the space and didn't even go home for lunch. A fortune teller leisurely entered Songzhuang Village.
When I arrived at the village entrance, I specifically asked the people there for directions.
After confirming it was Songzhuang Village, they began counting.
The person who hired him said that the ninth house in the row behind, counting from east to west, was the one.
"1, 2, 3... 8, 9!" The fortune teller stood outside Song Yinhua's courtyard. "This is the place!"
Ta-da!
The fortune teller, tapping his small copper gong, pretended to be passing by and called out, "Fortune telling! Fortune telling! Anyone need a fortune teller? I am the number one fortune teller in the world, I can predict the future! Fortune telling! Young man, want your fortune told?"
The fortune teller happened to see someone standing outside the courtyard and assumed it was Song Yinhua's brother.
Xie Daguang was so startled by the sudden sound of the gong that the roses fell to the ground.
He bent down to pick it up, blew off the dust, and said, "Go away, you poor fortune teller, trying to scam people here!"
"Young man, I am the number one fortune teller in the world, with uncanny foresight. I have told the fortunes of many wealthy people, and I have never been wrong. Some people have even presented me with banners to thank me for my accurate predictions. You must not disrespect my abilities, or you will be punished by heaven!"
"Are you really that accurate in your calculations?" Xie Daguang was somewhat intrigued.
Why would I lie to you? I won't take your money; you can pay me only after I've calculated it correctly!
"Alright, then tell my fortune first." Xie Daguang glanced at Song Caixing, who was working in the yard. "Tell me about my marriage prospects, whether I can get married this year."
"No rush, let me tell you about your past first, and see if my prediction is accurate." The fortune teller, with an air of self-importance, stroked his beard. "If I'm not mistaken, your name is Song Baogen!"
Xie Daguang was taken aback.
From the fortune teller's perspective, it was his accuracy that astonished people.
The family's situation, the number of people, their occupations, and their general temperaments and personalities were all clearly explained to him by the person who hired him.
"There are six people in your family, and you are your parents' only son. Your marriage is on the horizon, and you will be able to get married within the next two months. Am I right?" The fortune teller saw the roses in Xie Daguang's hand and knew that the family's son was currently dating. These roses were for meeting his girlfriend!
The master's confident assertion was absolutely correct.
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