Has my second brother already returned to Xiyang County? Did they miss each other on the way? Is it too late to go back now?
Will he still be able to wear the new clothes he picked out?
Fortunately, Zhang Qiquan and Xu Mo's conversation saved Jiang Sheng from her wild thoughts.
"You mean, the second brother took his aunt and Aunt Cui'er to Anyang County?" Xu Mo frowned slightly.
Zhang Qiquan sighed, "Yes, they've been gone for six or seven days already. If all goes well, they should be back tomorrow."
Zheng Ruqian really went all out to avoid losing 25 ounces of dried green beans.
Perhaps, it's not just a purchase of twenty-five taels.
It is his vision for the future of his business, his expectation for more money and a bigger business blueprint.
Regardless, Xu Mo felt it was necessary to condemn this act of taking someone's wife away during the Chinese New Year.
They settled down in the courtyard with the hairpin.
Rooms are limited, so we'll have to squeeze in.
The large "福" (good fortune) character is pasted on the front door with boiled flour paste, small lanterns are hung on both sides, and stickers are pasted on the windows.
Customs vary from place to place.
Anshui County is vast, with different counties having different customs and different towns having different dialects. However, the custom of pasting the character "福" (fortune) and hanging lanterns during the Lunar New Year is unique to every household, without exception.
When they traveled from Anshui County to Anyang County, everyone's doors were still bare.
As they hurried back, the world was filled with crimson.
Zheng Ruqian recalled the time his brothers and sisters spent the Lunar New Year in the dilapidated temple last year, and also thought about how they had depended on each other for the past two years. He couldn't help but sniffle.
He wasn't staying away for the New Year because of the twenty-five taels of silver; he felt ashamed to face his brothers and sister.
But that doesn't mean he doesn't miss them.
I wonder if they're doing well in Xiyang County, or if they're angry. Little Jiang Sheng must be as angry as a little toad.
While feeling sad, Zheng Ruqian parked the donkey cart at the entrance of the Zanhua Courtyard.
He helped his two aunts and uncles down from the cold, who were almost frozen stiff. He raised his hand to knock on the door, still thinking of his older brother, younger brother, and younger sister.
Suddenly the door opened, revealing a familiar pretty face.
"Zheng Ruqian, so you finally decided to come back!"
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