As Zhou Dashan pulled Zhou Dasheng home, he thought to himself that if he had known earlier that Zhou Jing'an was so unfilial, he would have let his third son stay home and farm.
I'll spend my whole life farming, facing the yellow earth with my back to the sky! What's the point of going to an academy to study and become a superior person!
Does being a superior person mean forgetting your parents? Forgetting your roots?
Seeing Zhou Dashan angrily leave with Zhou Dasheng, Ning Huan could guess that Zhou Jing'an must have said something.
When I returned to the room, I found him with a cold face, staring blankly into the corner, looking gloomy and depressed.
Ning Huan comforted her, saying, "A bad mood can also affect the healing of wounds. No matter what it is, you should put it aside for now. Wait until your leg injury has healed before talking about it. Otherwise, it will only make the people who care about you feel uncomfortable. Those who don't care about your life or death don't care what you look like."
Zhou Jing'an came to his senses and nodded.
Seeing that he was in a better mood, Ning Huan went back to the house to get the first-aid kit to apply medicine to Xiao Sibao.
Seeing the bruises on Xiao Sibao's thighs, Ning Huan asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"
Xiao Sibao shook his head firmly: "It doesn't hurt. Zhou Xiaofang looks strong, but he doesn't actually know how to use his strength. It didn't hurt as much as when I sparred with the wooden dummy!"
It would be a lie to say it didn't hurt, but Xiao Sibao didn't want to cry out in pain and worry Ning Huan, so she pretended to be relaxed and talked to her.
Ning Huan knew what Xiao Sibao meant, so she didn't expose her. She gently applied the best medicine for healing bruises, then patted her little head and said, "Xiao Sibao is really amazing. Mommy will reward you properly and make you something delicious tonight!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Sibao smiled happily: "Really? Then I want to eat the pearl dumplings that Mommy made last time, I love them so much!"
Ning Huan smiled and nodded: "Okay, then let's make pearl dumplings tonight."
Seeing that Xiao Sibao was laughing again, Da Bao and the others breathed a sigh of relief. They were all terrified when she lay on the bed silently enduring the pain.
Xiao Erbao said to Ning Huan, "Mom, I originally wanted to stand up for Xiao Sibao, but that idiot Zhou Xiaofang didn't even let me lift a finger before he started hitting the wooden dummy with his bare hands!"
Hearing Xiao Erbao's words, not only Ning Huan, but even Xiao Sibao and the others next to her burst out laughing.
"If it weren't for my aunt protecting me, I would have taught Zhou Xiaofang a lesson!"
Little Sanbao said angrily, "I'll see how I teach Zhou Xiaofang a lesson next time I run into him!"
Xiao Erbao said, "Next time we see Auntie, let's teach her a lesson too! Who told her to always bully Mom! Let's use our trick to beat her up!"
Seeing her little one puffing up in a huff, she just thought all the little ones were just too adorable.
But she still spoke up to stop them, saying, "Alright, from now on, if you see your uncle and aunt, just avoid them. Aside from the fact that they're adults, you're all so young, how can you possibly fight them?"
"Besides, they are your elders. Even if you can actually beat them, it's not something to brag about. On the contrary, it will damage your reputation because you beat your elders."
"It's not worth it, so in the future, when we encounter elders we don't like, we should try to avoid them. If we really can't avoid them, then we'll think of other ways to deal with it. Do you understand?"
After listening to Ning Huan's instructions, the four little ones obediently replied, "Mother, we understand. We will definitely listen to you."
"If we see them again, we'll run away and avoid contact with them."
Zhou Jing'an vaguely heard Ning Huan teaching the four little ones in the house. He felt that her methods of teaching children were very different from those of ordinary women, but upon closer inspection, they all made perfect sense.
He had heard Ning Huan teach the little dumpling several times before, and it was all very reasonable and correct guidance.
After Ning Huan finished talking with the four little ones, she was about to give Zhou Jing'an some medicine when the village chief and the villagers came to visit Zhou Jing'an again.
Perhaps feeling a little embarrassed by his frequent visits, the village chief smiled at Ning Huan and said, "Jing'an's wife, are you causing us trouble by coming to see Jing'an so often?"
Ning Huan knew that the village chief genuinely cared about Zhou Jing'an, so she waved her hand and said, "It's no trouble at all. Village chief, you care about Jing'an, so why would we think it's a hassle for you to come?"
Hearing this, the village chief nodded in satisfaction. Jing'an's wife was becoming more and more agreeable.
Then Ning Huan washed some fruit and brought it over to everyone: "Uncles and aunts, these are fruits I picked from the mountain a few days ago. Thank you for coming to see my husband."
Seeing Ning Huan's generous demeanor, the villagers secretly admired her. Jing An's wife was becoming better and better; she was polite and spoke kindly.
Some of the older women even started comparing her to their own daughters-in-law, wishing their daughters-in-law had half of Ning Huan's abilities.
When entertaining guests, he's either stingy and can't offer anything, or he stammers and can't utter a single word. Look at Jing'an's wife, she speaks confidently and her manners are so charming.
Just as the villagers were concerned about Zhou Jing'an's leg injury, Ning Huan called out the village chief.
The village chief asked in confusion, "Jing'an's wife, is there something you need from me?"
Ning Huan nodded and told the village chief what she and Zhou Jing'an had been planning: "I want to teach the villagers to recognize medicinal herbs so they can go up the mountain to collect them, which will be another way for them to make money."
Upon hearing this, the village chief immediately exclaimed, "It's wonderful that you're willing to teach everyone how to gather herbs! Jing'an's wife, you've done us a great service!"
I had heard before that Jing'an's wife could collect herbs and sell them in town for money. Many people in the village were envious, but unfortunately they didn't have the ability. They couldn't even distinguish between wild grass and medicinal herbs, let alone tell which herbs they could make money from.
Besides, this is someone else's skill for making money. If you teach it to others, wouldn't you just starve yourself?
But now that Ning Huan has actually offered to teach the villagers how to collect herbs, how could the village chief not be happy!
Ning Huan replied, "The village chief and the villagers have taken such good care of our family, so it's only right that I do something in return. I told my husband about it this morning, and he thought it was a good idea, but we should think about it some more."
Upon hearing this, the village chief became somewhat anxious: "Are you unwilling again? Or is there some difficulty?"
Ning Huan shook her head: "My husband said that many places on this mountain are very dangerous. What if a villager encounters danger and loses his life while collecting herbs on the mountain? We don't want to see such a scene."
After pondering for a moment, the village chief realized that Jing'an's wife was indeed right.
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