Over the next two days, the journey went smoothly and we soon entered Shunde Prefecture.
The residence prepared by the Sixth Prince was extremely comprehensive. This small county town called Xiushan was spacious and elegant. People lined up in an orderly manner in front of the city gate. The streets in the city were clean, and many shops sold calligraphy and painting, as well as teahouses where people could listen to music and watch operas.
Even in the back streets, you rarely see beggars or thugs. The pedestrians, men and women, are all chatting and laughing, and are very friendly.
The Jiangnan water town is a place of literature and flourishing literary style, truly worthy of its name.
Yang Lihua opened the curtains and looked outside, her eyes filled with nostalgia. As for Zhuzhu, she had long since fled to Uncle Chen's arms, looking here and there, almost wishing her eyes weren't enough.
Erya and Chunhong also occupied a window, their faces flushed with excitement.
Erya pointed at an old woman carrying food on her shoulder and whispered, "Sister, look, look! What is that old woman selling? It's white and round, and it looks delicious!"
Chunhong looked carefully and replied, "It looks like an egg to me, but it shouldn't be this small, right?"
Yang Lihua couldn't help but smile and explain their confusion. "Those are glutinous rice balls. They're made of glutinous rice with peanut or sesame filling inside. They're fragrant and sweet when cooked. I'll buy some for you to try when you're settled in someday."
Chunhong and Erya both nodded. Chunhong patted her purse and replied, "Aunt, we brought all our wages with us when we left. When we get here, we'll treat you and Zhuzhu to a meal!"
Yang Lihua held back her reluctance, lowered the curtains, and instructed, "Don't waste the money you take. If you come across good materials and jewelry, buy some for yourself. You're not young anymore. You'll have to look for a husband in two years. Saving a large dowry will ensure you don't get looked down upon by your husband's family in the future."
Chunhong immediately responded, "Auntie, I don't want to get married. I'll just work with you. There's no place like our home!"
"That's right," Erya also chimed in, "I also follow my aunt and don't go anywhere. And my second aunt, I follow her and make delicious food for the family every day!"
Yang Lihua was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when she heard this, but she did not try to persuade him any further.
Fate has not yet arrived. If she meets a good young man she likes, she is afraid she won't be able to stop him even if she tries.
Girls should not be kept at home when they grow up. What our ancestors said is the most reasonable!
After walking in the city for a quarter of an hour, the convoy finally stopped outside a yard in the south of the city.
Yang Lihua helped Chunhong get off the carriage and saw Chen Zhao knocking on the door. Zhuzhu was held in Chen Ruiyang's arms, enjoying herself with a piece of flower cake in her left hand and a fruit in her right hand.
Chen Ruiyang was fed from time to time, and his face was rubbed like a tabby cat.
Perhaps noticing her mother looking at her, the fat girl smiled ingratiatingly and handed over the flower cakes and fruits, "Mom, the cakes and fruits are great, you too!"
Yang Lihua was too tired to complain. With a daughter who loved food, she could only accept her fate.
"Eat, eat, don't dirty your brother's clothes, the fruit juice is hard to wash off."
"Got it, Mom!" Zhuzhu took a big bite of the fruit, perhaps thinking that if she ate it quickly she wouldn't stain her brother's clothes. However, she didn't expect her small mouth couldn't hold such a large fruit. Instead, the juice dripped down, quickly staining Chen Ruiyang's chest...
Chen Ruiyang turned his head away quickly, pretending that no one saw it...
The man who opened the door to the courtyard was an old man in his fifties. Seeing the crowd's posture, he knew what was going on. After seeing the token Chen Zhao held out, he quickly said loudly, "Oh, it's the uncle who has arrived. Please come in, please come in! Our master has long since told the uncle to stay here peacefully and that he will return after completing his studies."
After saying this, he opened the gate wide and invited everyone and the carriage in.
The neighbors had originally wanted to watch the fun, but after hearing this, they ignored it. It turned out they were visiting relatives, which wasn't a new thing these days.
I heard that the situation in the north is very serious, and almost all the families with some wealth are now running to the south!
The day before yesterday, distant relatives came to the Liu family two streets away, and the same thing happened in the yard next door today. Maybe in a few days, most of the people in this city will be from the north.
Not to mention what the neighbors next door were thinking, now that the courtyard gate was closed, the old man who called himself Wang Laoshi had already called his wife, son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren to come out and kneel down to kowtow to his master.
"Aunt, Uncle, my family nearly died outside the city due to the plague caused by the flood. Thanks to our master's rescue, we have survived for so many years. We sold ourselves into slavery and have been guarding this house for you.
"The young master sent someone to say that my uncle and aunt are coming to stay for a while. We have already cleaned all the rooms. If there is anything that is not done properly, please feel free to let me know."
After that, he introduced his family members.
Mrs. Wang and her grandson were responsible for cleaning the backyard, her son Wang Dahe was responsible for purchasing and communicating with the people in the village, and her daughter-in-law, Wang Saozi, was a good cook and was in charge of the work in the kitchen.
Yang Lihua smiled gently, helped them up personally, asked a few simple questions, and then asked Chunhong to give the family a reward.
Mrs. Wang originally thought that Yang Lihua and the others were not rich because they were dressed in ordinary clothes. However, she never expected that the reward money they received was all silver coins, which together amounted to two taels.
How could she dare to neglect it? She quickly led Yang Lihua and others to the backyard.
The courtyard wasn't large, with only two entrances, front and back, and a small one-acre garden. But each entrance had a complete set of houses, with three main rooms, three side rooms, and even side rooms for making tea or providing shelter for servants.
There is a sweet water well in the corner of the garden, and the remaining half acre is planted with vegetables and the other half acre is planted with flowers, which is very elegant.
Yang Lihua and Zhuzhu lived in the east room of the main house, with the west room as a spare room. Chunhong and Erya lived in the south room of the east wing, which was also spacious and clean.
As for Chen Zhao and Chen Ruiyang, they lived in the west room of the main house in the front yard, the guards who followed them lived in the wing rooms, and Old Man Wang and his family still lived in the back house.
At this moment, the sky had already darkened. After everyone took a shower and changed their clothes, night had completely fallen.
Mrs. Wang made six of her signature dishes, including steamed fish, choy sum with garlic sauce, and boiled chicken, etc., and served them with vegetable porridge. They were light and delicious, and everyone was very satisfied with the meal.
After such a long journey, we finally arrived at our destination, exhausted. This non-greasy hot meal successfully soothed our stomachs that had been neglected for so long.
After dinner, everyone went to bed early.
Yang Lihua was holding her chubby daughter in her arms. Half asleep, she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to ask Chen Zhao when to send a message to Mr. Wu. Yongning didn't know they were coming yet.
In fact, Chen Zhao had already sent someone to report the news.
At this moment, Tai Yongning had also finished his meal and was chatting and laughing with his fellow apprentices.
During the day, the teacher took them to a poetry reading, which was truly an eye-opener. When it comes to famous people, the Jiangnan region is indeed more abundant.
In comparison, the writing style in the north is really far worse.
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