Chapter 163 Chang Chunfeng Crying at the Grave
Sun Sicheng quickly stuffed a pill into his mouth. It was a sedative pill that would not make people unconscious, but would calm them down for a short period of time.
This is also one of Baicaotang’s exclusive secrets.
Sun Sicheng helped Chang Chunfeng sit down and said, "Remarry to Wanjia Village, do you know the other party's name?"
Chang Chunxi said happily: "This young man remarried a man named Wan Changsheng, and Dashun changed his name to Wan Ping'an after he followed him."
"Ping An? Are you sure this is your name?" Sun Sicheng pretended to be shocked.
"I'm sure his name is Wan Ping'an. I heard that he became an apprentice to the eldest master of Baicaotang, and his whole family moved to the capital."
Chang Chunfeng also looked at Sun Sicheng in surprise.
Sun Sicheng said, "I am the eldest son of Baicaotang. I did adopt a child selling herbs in Baicaotang in the county. He was only seven years old when I adopted him last year. He is very smart and sensible. They only said it was a small village under Jiao County. I really didn't know it was such a coincidence."
"Because the children couldn't bear to leave their parents, I did arrange for them to go to the capital to work. Brother Chang, I never thought that there was such a relationship between us."
Chang Chunfeng was glad that his son followed the eldest son and didn't have to suffer so much, but on the other hand, he felt ashamed.
"Excuse me, old clan leader, Dashun is a boy, how can he be allowed to remarry with his mother? Can't Changjia Village even tolerate a boy?"
The old patriarch felt sad, so he recounted the series of actions that Ping An took before leaving the village.
Gift of land, house, and divorce certificate.
"I have no choice, Chunfeng. I will keep him, but the child has been dependent on his mother for the past few years and is unwilling to leave her. She doesn't have a son, so I guess I married Mei Niang mainly for Dashun."
Chang Chunfeng seemed to be able to hear the sound of his liver and intestines breaking in his stomach. A seven-year-old child actually knew to ask for half of the betrothal money to pay off his debts, and to use the house in exchange for Chang Chunlai's family to guard the ancestral tomb for him. He knew to use the family's land in exchange for the clan to look after Chang Chunlai's family, and wondered if he could help take care of the ancestral tomb conscientiously.
"Brother Chang, since Ping An is safe, you can put it aside for now. I'll have someone prepare incense, candles, and paper money. I'll have someone accompany you to see your parents and tell them the news about your high school graduation."
Chang Chunfeng nodded and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, young master."
Sun Sicheng asked Ruyi to take out a piece of ginseng from the medical box and said, "Brother Chang, chew it. Some things can only be taken lightly. People need to look forward."
"Thank you very much. Chunfeng can only repay you in the future."
Da Zhuang drove the carriage and took Xiao Sanzi out to buy things for the grave. These things had to be paid for by Chang Chunfeng himself, otherwise it was said that the relatives would not be able to receive the money from the burning.
Ruyi went over and helped Chang Chunfeng up, and Chang Laixi hurriedly took him towards the back mountain.
The old patriarch saw Sun Sicheng sitting on a chair in the room and hurried over to him: "Excuse me, sir, is Dashun your apprentice now?"
"Please take a seat, old man. My disciple's name is Ping An, not Da Shun."
The old clan leader sat down and sighed, "We were wrong in this matter. We shouldn't have let Dashun go with us and changed his name. But we have no choice. The villagers have a hard time. At the beginning, every family took out their savings. Now after a few years, we can't let them ask for it back.
Dashun gave the house to Chunlai. I thought that the ancestral graves would be taken care of by someone, and I felt sorry for the child. If he didn’t want to leave his mother, I would let him be. In the end, I made a mistake.”
Sun Sicheng pretended to be confused and just listened without saying anything.
The old clan leader said, "Young Master, I see that you have a close relationship with Chunfeng. Can you help to intercede for him? My son and I will go to Wanjia Village to fight for it. Dashun must be returned no matter what."
"Old man, you want to fight for it, but have you asked the children if they are willing?"
The old patriarch was stunned: "Isn't this obvious? One is just an ordinary country boy, and the other has an official father."
Is there any need to choose?
Sun Sicheng said: "My family Ping An will not need to rely on Dad in the future. He will be stronger than many people. Old man, you should pretend to be confused for the time being and see how Brother Chang arranges it.
As for the Chang family's affairs, even if the clan made some mistakes, it was helpless. Brother Chang will not blame you. You may feel sad for a short period of time, but it will fade away after a while.
After all, this is where his parents are, and it's his hometown. All you can do is take good care of his ancestral grave."
The old patriarch nodded. The eldest son's words and actions did not seem to indicate that he wanted the child to return to the Chang family. What was going on?
I heard that Wan Changsheng is a very nice person. Could it be that the father and son have developed feelings for each other over the past year or so?
I am still worried that Chunfeng is still young and will remarry soon, and I am afraid of having children...
Here, Chang Chunfeng looked at the lonely grave in front of him. The dry grass on the grave was swaying in the wind, as if blaming him for coming back so late.
He seemed to see his parents leaning against each other and looking at him with tears in their eyes. He could not bear such a look and fainted all of a sudden.
Ruyi calmly helped to feed him the Qingxin Pills. The young mistress beside him was already crying inconsolably. Her young master was really too pitiful.
Not long after, Chang Chunfeng woke up, rushed over, and cried while hugging the tombstone.
Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief. It was okay as long as she could cry. His eldest son was afraid of this kind of scene. It was indeed a bit miserable.
He looked around and then looked down the mountain. Master Ping'an had lived here for seven years and had suffered for five years. If he were to say, the most pitiful ones were Master Ping'an and his mother. Lord Chang had not been idle in the past six years. He remarried and had children, but none of them were left with anything.
It's better to be dead. That woman is not a good person. Not to mention the child, to be honest, the sooner she dies, the sooner she will be reborn. He heard from the eldest son that that kind of disease cannot be cured in a lifetime, and she cannot get married and have children, otherwise she may die at any time.
Who would marry a girl who could die at any time?
Unless the person is very poor, he would marry her as a decoration and just for a little dowry.
Ruyi let out a breath and despised himself. He should never think like that about the little girl who had passed away. He turned his head to see that Lord Chang would not leave soon, so he simply sat down cross-legged, hoping to get some good luck.
An hour later, just when Sun Sicheng was about to fall asleep, Chang Chunfeng came down the mountain.
His eyes were red and swollen, and he looked like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
Chang Chunxi handed over a glass of water, then stood aside silently. It would be wrong to say anything at this time, so it would be better to say nothing.
"Brother Chang, I think it's not convenient for you to live here. Why don't you just go back to the county town and think about what to do, and then send someone to pick up the main people from Changjia Village and Wanjia Village, including the He family. What do you think?"
Chang Chunfeng also knew that this was the best way. It was not convenient for him to stay in the village with his third son. Dashun was still the eldest son's apprentice, so he could only find his son by following the eldest son.
His place was far from the capital, and he had asked for two months' leave, which meant forty days in total. It was impossible to calculate it just right, so he only had ten days to deal with the matter.
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