The courtyard gate was wide open, and an old woman was standing at the door of the main hall, pointing and cursing at Mei Niang.
However, Mei Niang lowered her head and picked up the wild vegetables in her hands without saying a word.
"My cousin is a young man. If you didn't seduce him intentionally, why would he marry a widow like you, and bring a burden with him?"
"Cousin, you and my father are cousins, and this means you are the fourth generation. What does my family's affairs have to do with you? The only people you can manage are your own children and grandchildren."
Wan Changsheng frowned. This cousin was really annoying. It would be fine if it was any other time, but not now.
If he allowed this cousin to scold his wife at this time, he dared to say that even if his wife had a good personality, he would never expect his son to truly recognize him as his father in this life.
After spending a few days together, he knew very well that the child was smart enough, but under his gentle appearance, he was very stubborn inside. It was impossible for him to ruin the hard-earned father-son relationship for an unrelated person.
Especially when you may not have your own children in this life.
When the old woman heard Changsheng's words, her face quickly changed to one of aggrieved. Ping'an was really unbearable to watch.
"Mom, please get me some water to wash my hands."
Mei Niang knew that her son didn't want to take care of this matter, so she immediately took her son's hand and went to the kitchen.
She didn't want to get involved in such trivial matters, but she still had to listen to how her husband criticized this person.
Even if we let her go lightly, she will come back again and even get worse.
In the previous few years, she gritted her teeth and endured it as much as she could. At that time, her children were still young and she was a widow.
It’s different now. She has a husband, and he is not a soft-hearted person.
Then you don't have to endure it.
"Changsheng, how can you talk to me like this? The fourth generation is also your cousin, we are not out of the fifth generation, I just stayed at your cousin's house for a few days, how come you got married?"
"Cousin, I am already 26 years old. It is normal for me to get married."
"Changsheng, I told you last time that I would help you find a spouse. I have already promised the other person. What do you want me to do? Besides, if you can support a burden, why can't you adopt Youtian? Youtian is your second cousin's child. Unfortunately, your second cousin died at a young age, and his wife remarried. What do you want me, an old woman, to do?"
"Cousin, please go back. First of all, I never promised you to arrange a marriage for me, nor did I promise to adopt your grandson. Your grandson's biological father is not around, and he still has his eldest uncle and third uncle. It is not the turn of me, a relative who is separated from him by several generations, to raise him.
Also, this is the wife I married in a formal ceremony. Our child has my last name and is my eldest son, Wan Changsheng. I don't want to hear those unpleasant words anymore. We are busy, so come back if you have nothing to do."
The old woman was deeply shocked: "Wan Changsheng, is this how you treat your elders? If this gets out, will you still be a human being?"
Wan Changsheng's voice became even colder: "Spring is busy, cousin, my family only has one acre of farmland, if we don't grow more vegetables, we won't be able to fill our stomachs. I really don't have time to talk to you about these useless things. If you want to scold the younger generation, you can go home and scold them."
He never looked at her again. What the hell? She humiliated his wife and children.
The old woman's face turned pale. "Okay, you are awesome. I will tell the old patriarch later. How can you treat your elders like this?"
Wan Changsheng said nothing. He didn't want to take the imperial examination, so why would he care about his reputation? His son hadn't even started school yet, and if he really waited for the imperial examination, it would probably be ten years later.
This cousin, Wan Cuiying, is the daughter of my father's uncle. She is a bit unreasonable and basically has no contact with her own family.
In the past two years, seeing that he had returned to the village to build a house and was alone, he wanted to send Wan Youtian, the child of his dead second son, to himself.
In this way, the nine-year-old grandson has someone to take care of him. Even if he gets married and has children in the future, he will have to give his adopted son an inheritance to live on.
She was afraid that he would not be able to raise her grandchildren after he got married, so she even wanted to marry him the unmarried daughter of a distant relative.
It's really nonsense.
"My lady, don't be angry with this kind of person. Don't open the door when you see her in the future. She always blames me for everything."
Mei Niang washed the wild vegetables and planned to make some wild vegetable and mushroom pancakes for lunch. It would taste good with porridge.
She was very satisfied with her husband's behavior just now, so she gave him a smile, "You didn't bring the herbs back yet? Go and bring them home quickly. After dinner, the three of us will sort them out and hang them up. Don't worry, I don't have time to care about people who don't want to do it."
Wan Changsheng smiled and said, "My wife, I'm going to carry herbs back home. The villagers know that I can collect herbs, but I seldom go to Dongshan. Few people come here and few people see it. I'm afraid that my cousin will be tempted by the basket full of herbs and come to bother me every day to teach her grandson, and she won't be able to bear it."
Don’t blame him for being selfish. How can a person be a good person if he can’t even take care of his own family?
Ping'an didn't go with them. He watched his mother fry the small pancakes. She blanched the tender wild vegetables and chopped them up. She added a little flour, stirred them well, and then pinched them into small pancakes. They were fried on both sides until golden brown, and the aroma was fragrant.
This pancake smells delicious right after it's fried, but doesn't taste very good after it cools down.
Mei Niang was busy scooping out three bowls of porridge. The man and the child's porridge was obviously much thicker, but her own was visible.
Ping An felt unhappy, but now some people said that he was not needed.
In the final analysis, it is because his family is not rich enough, they don’t have much money or food. When one day he makes a lot of money and his warehouses are filled with food, will he still be reluctant to eat it?
As expected, Wan Changsheng was unhappy and gave some thick porridge to his wife. "My wife, don't be too frugal with your three meals a day in the future. I forgot to bring the rice bag this time. Next time, I will buy more food and fill our cellar as full as possible."
Mei Niang smiled and said, "Fill it full? What nonsense! There are only three of us in our family. One cellar will last us two to three years."
She was still very happy in her heart. When she was first married, the father of her child was rarely so kind to her.
With her husband treating her like this, what else could she be dissatisfied with?
Wan Changsheng looked at the child and said, "Ping An, I will plant vegetables with your mother this afternoon. You can read after dinner. You don't have to dry the herbs. You can use the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I will find time to make a sand table for you later."
"Thank you, Dad." Ping An was still as cold as ever.
Decades of career as a doctor in his previous life made him indifferent to many things, and he really could not learn the innocence and liveliness of a child.
But Wan Changsheng still benefits a lot, as the children are now more and more comfortable calling him dad.
This is more important than anything else.
Boys of six or seven years old are disliked by pigs and dogs, but this one at home is well-mannered and clean, as if he is born different from the children in the village. He makes people like him inexplicably.
"Dad, there are no other families around here, why don't we open up some land to grow medicine?"
Wan Changsheng was stunned, "Dad doesn't know how to grow medicine either."
He had never thought about this.
"Dad, next time you go to Baicaotang, you can ask Doctor Sun to pick out some high-priced ones to plant, and also ask if there are any precautions. In Baicao Collection, many herbs have detailed descriptions of their medicinal properties. We dare not go into the deep mountains, and there will be no herbs in the shallow mountains sooner or later. What should we do then?"
He knew clearly that there were very few small prey in the trap. Only one or two could be caught every three to five days, which could not be sold for much money.
As for planting medicine, he has rich theoretical knowledge.
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