Chapter 477: Flirting with Beauty
Everyone laughed and chatted for a while, until the sun set and the mountains were filled with rosy clouds, then they put away the mats and went back to the house.
Jiang Fengze was worried that Xiao Nuobao's hand would be uncomfortable.
He carried her to Doctor Wu, and after a round of hot compresses and acupuncture, Fatty kicked her legs, he was relieved.
Things here are almost settled.
Feng was thinking about her home in the capital again, especially Sun Chunxue and the two eldest grandsons.
"It's been almost a month since we left, and I don't know how your wife and the others are doing." Feng carried the firewood basket to the stove, muttering.
Although Jiang Fengnian was not good at expressing himself, he was also worried about his wife.
He couldn't sleep well without hearing the familiar snoring at night. After a month of hard work, his eyes were all dark blue.
"Mom, the farm in the capital is too big and can't be left unattended for a long time. Besides, the Imperial College of Fengjing will start soon." Jiang Fengnian smiled and didn't say that he missed his wife, but he urged her to go back in every sentence.
Feng nodded and called Fengze to discuss the date of return with the imperial teacher.
Mu Yihan didn't make the decision on his own. After asking Xiao Mianchi's feelings, he decided to set off three days later.
The villagers were naturally sad, so they all came to the Jiang family, wanting to take this opportunity to reminisce about the past.
Widow Gu also gave two quilts, both made of soft cotton, for Xiao Nuobao to wear when the weather got cooler.
Mr. Zhang, who had a good handwriting, sent a copybook of calligraphy, all in neat small regular script, which Feng Jing loved.
Old Li found a seafood vendor and asked for some shells and snail shells. He went back to polish and punch holes in them and made bracelets for Xiao Nuobao, which would jingle when the wind blew.
The village chief was different.
When he was feeling sad at home, the pigs in the pigpen were hungry and wanted to eat, so they kept grunting.
The unlucky pig met a sad person, and he was so angry that he grabbed the smoke pot and went out of the house to send the two big pigs to see King Yan.
"Wangfu, call some uncles and aunts over. Grandma has killed all our pigs to prepare a farewell banquet for Nuobao!"
The breeze, carrying heat waves, blew across the rice seedlings in the fields and across the faces of every lovely villager.
The day before the departure, all the villagers brought benches and gathered in the Jiang family yard to eat a farewell dinner.
Dean Wei and Qin Bu Tong got the news and also rushed over in a horse-drawn carriage with wine, fruits and vegetables.
Everyone took a few bites of food and looked at little Nuobao.
In between the wine and food and the casual chat, they were all reluctant to leave the little guy.
At this time, Li Yiner came and sat down with Wencai.
"That's good. The whole village is finally gathered." The village chief patted his thigh and said with satisfaction.
Feng hadn't seen Wencai for a long time. When they met again, the boy who used to look elegant had become more mature than his age.
Feng Jing looked at his former classmate with sore eyes and murmured, "Li Wencai seems to have grown up a lot."
However, other children grow up day by day.
Li Wencai, on the other hand, has become more like an adult in his words, deeds and demeanor.
His past experiences made him look like he had broken his tendons and rotten bones, and new flesh and blood grew on the wounds.
Originally, Feng Jing was afraid that he would worry about his disability, so he was quite careful when talking to him.
Unexpectedly, Li Wencai had already let it go and even joked about his disabled arm.
"For a half-disabled person like me, straightening bones is like torture. Everyone who has been through my hands screams. Fortunately, my cousin also taught me massage, so I can make a living with it."
Wencai raised his thin face and smiled, "Fengjing, as long as you are alive, there is hope. When I grow up, I can earn money and marry a wife with my own ability."
"If I have a child, I will let him go to school, take the imperial examination, and see more of the outside world and scenery!"
When he talked about studying, his eyes flashed and revealed a bright light.
He never gave up the desire to study. He
just buried this desire in his heart, treated it as a seed, silently nurtured it, and left it for the next generation to germinate, bloom and bear fruit.
Jiang Fengjing's eyes welled up with tears, as if he was inspired, and he vowed to work harder and not let down this hard-won opportunity in the eyes of others.
The children at both tables were moved by the literary talent.
The adults, on the other hand, talked about the "seeing blood" incident.
Dean Wei suppressed his voice, not wanting to alarm the children, "Yesterday, Magistrate Xu was taken to Caishikou and his head was chopped off."
"Before he was executed, the people threw 20 to 30 rotten eggs at him, which almost blinded his eyes, but he didn't say a word."
"His daughter, Miss Xu, cried and fainted on the execution ground at that time." Dean Wei said, feeling a little sorry, "Her uncle Xu Xinglai is really cruel. Not only did he empty Magistrate Xu's house that day, he also decided to give her to Magistrate Xu's colleague as a concubine, in exchange for two estates."
As soon as these words came out, the Jiang family members clenched their chopsticks in anger.
"Governor Xu's colleague? How old are they? Can't they be Qingyan's father?" Feng frowned.
Dean Wei shook his head, "More than that, I heard that he has passed the age of knowing one's destiny and has even celebrated his 50th birthday. If he is a few years older, he will be old enough to be Miss Xu's grandfather."
"Besides, that man already has five concubines in his house. After Miss Xu enters the house, she will be waiting to compete with the concubines." Dean Wei sighed again.
Feng and the others were distressed to hear this.
Xu Qingyan was such a good girl, but she ended up like this. It was really fate that took advantage of her beauty.
Xiao Nuobao held a small bowl with his chin drooping on his knees, and he also looked very sad.
That was Sister Qingyan.
It was Sister Qingyan who used to come to bring her snacks and braid her hair.
How could her life be ruined like this?
But everyone has their own destiny. When I think about it, it was for his daughter that Governor Xu killed someone in the vain hope of prolonging his life, which was a great sin.
Now Xu Qingyan has to bear this sin again. It is true that karma and evil will always have consequences.
The villagers ate and chatted, talking about the gossips of the neighbors.
From the sorrows of the world to the joys and happiness.
As the sun went down in the west, the villagers' hands seemed to be welded to the bowls. Even if they were full, they refused to put down their chopsticks.
They were afraid that once the feast was over, a monster called "parting" would appear overnight and catch the Jiang family without a trace.
Li Qiqiao understood everyone's thoughts, stood up silently, and called a few women to help reheat the leftovers.
So that everyone could eat a little longer.
Everyone smiled foolishly, pretending not to know that it was getting late. With tears in their eyes, they continued to hold up their empty cups, drinking the air and reluctance.
Jiang Fenghu thought of something at this time, and suddenly stood up and was about to go into the house.
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