The Zhou family.
Zhao Guihua and the others had just returned from clearing the land. They had barely stepped inside when the children arrived. Xingxing was leading the way. Zhao Guihua was about to ask her if she was tired from studying today when she saw Xingxing sit down on a low stool in the yard, puffing out her cheeks and letting out a heavy snort.
"Did you quarrel with Miss Song again?" Zhao Guihua asked Zhou Dafu, who had walked over, with a frown.
Zhou Dafu paused for a moment before slowly explaining, "Mother, we won't be going to the Song residence for class tomorrow."
Then tell Zhao Guihua what had just happened.
It's been less than half a month since then. I thought the children's relationship had gradually improved after spending so much time together. A few days ago, they even went up the mountain to hunt wild boar together. Although Song Jiao always couldn't help but lose her temper, Zhao Guihua thought that the other party was still a child, how bad could she be?
Well, it's not that bad, but Tie Qingfeng and Song Jiao probably didn't even realize that they subconsciously carried a sense of superiority and looked down on the five Fu brothers, Xingxing, and Ruru.
The reason why the brothers Fu were asked to attend classes was simply because Tie Qingfeng was too lonely and wanted to find some companions to pass the time. Although he did not boss the brothers Fu around, he was still indifferent and distant. However, due to the other party's status and the support of his uncle, the county magistrate, the brothers Fu were very accommodating.
Of course, the Fu brothers also hoped to learn more from the teacher at the Song family mansion. That teacher was indeed more learned than Master Gu, and Zheng Yue's skills were also very high. The Fu brothers were sure to learn something from him.
Unfortunately, their social statuses were too different, and they often felt a distance between them in their daily interactions. Even if it didn't erupt today, it would have erupted sooner or later.
"I can't take it anymore, it's so annoying! Song Jiao is so awful! She pushed me on purpose, apologized afterward, and thought that was the end of it. I'm really angry this time, and I'll never play with her again." Xingxing emphasized again in her sweet, childlike voice.
"Okay, we won't go. After the Dragon Boat Festival, we'll be harvesting rice, and there's so much work to do at home. We'll just stay home and not serve any young masters or misses." Zhao Guihua gently patted Xingxing's back, coaxing her in a low voice to calm her down.
"Xingxing is so angry! That Song Jiao suddenly rushed out and pushed me, almost making me fall. My heart is still pounding. What if I have nightmares tonight?" Xingxing took a deep breath; the little girl was really furious.
“I knew Song Jiao was no pushover the moment I saw her. She’s always picking fights and even dares to hit people. She was so sweet-talking when she came to our house last time. We were all fooled by her sweet words.” Zhou Erfu said in a tone that suggested he had seen through everything.
"Then we won't go. If the magistrate says anything more, we won't care. We can't let our child suffer just to take care of his nephew. No matter how high the official rank of that Tie official is, we don't care to associate with him." Seeing his daughter sulking and feeling wronged, Zhou Laoda had grievances against the Song family and the magistrate, and started cursing angrily.
“Who says otherwise? I disagreed from the beginning. If it weren’t for the other party’s status, we wouldn’t have agreed.” Zhao Guihua’s face had an expression that said, “I knew this day would come.”
The next day, Tie Qingfeng and Song Jiao went to the Song family mansion in the county town to celebrate the festival. They did not come to the Zhou family, but before leaving, they sent a servant to deliver gifts to the Zhou family. The gifts were quite generous: two bolts of fine silk and several kilograms of exquisite pastries and candies that could only be bought in the county town.
The servants of the Song family put down the gifts and left, saying only that Tie Qingfeng had sent them. They didn't say much more and hurried away, as if they were afraid that if they left too slowly, the gifts wouldn't be delivered.
To be honest, Zhao Guihua really didn't want to accept it, but the servant dropped the things and ran away, so she didn't chase after him.
"This wealthy family's behavior is really strange. Before, Song Jiao bullied Xingxing, and then Master Song came to apologize with gifts. Yesterday, Song Jiao bullied Xingxing, and today Young Master Tie sent someone to deliver gifts. Is this a case of giving a slap and then a sweet date? Isn't that disgusting?"
Zhao Guizhi carried the bamboo leaves and soaked glutinous rice into the yard, chatting casually, "Alright, stop worrying about an outsider all day. Today is a festival, let's hurry up and wrap some zongzi."
"Forget it, let's not think about it anymore. We can't bring ourselves to fawn over them. Let's just live our own lives from now on and not get involved anymore." Zhao Guihua muttered as she sat down and started wrapping zongzi.
“I want to help wrap zongzi too. I’ll sit here with Mom, and you can sit next to me, Ruru,” Xingxing said, pointing to the small stool next to her.
Ruru slowly walked over and sat down. As soon as she sat down, Xingxing handed her two bamboo leaves. "Let's learn with Mom and Auntie. Once we learn, we can wrap them ourselves."
"This leaf cuts my hand." Ruru spread out her small hand innocently, and sure enough, her pink index finger was cut by a bamboo leaf. The cut was not deep, but it was bleeding.
Xingxing stared in shock at Ruru's injured hand, exclaiming incredulously, "Are bamboo leaves really as sharp as knives?"
"Be careful when you take it, so you won't cut yourself," Zhao Guihua demonstrated to the two girls, then said to Zhao Guizhi, "Sister, quickly bandage Ruru, it's still bleeding."
Zhao Guizhi glanced at the wound on Chen Yueru's hand and smiled nonchalantly, saying, "It's just a small cut. Wufu, go get some medicine powder and apply it to Ruru. We can't leave here."
"It hurts, Mom, it hurts a lot too," Ruru belatedly began to whine.
Zhao Guizhi chuckled softly and coaxed her gently for a few moments.
"I'll blow on it for you, it'll make the pain go away," Xingxing pouted and blew on it several times. "Does it hurt less after I blow on it?"
Whether it was psychological or something else, Ruru smiled and stopped crying out in pain. When Zhou Wufu came over with the medicine powder, she felt that her wound was almost healed.
Zhou Dafu's Zhou Sanfu was also helping to wrap zongzi (sticky rice dumplings). Zhou Erfu and Zhou Sifu helped Zhou Laoda kill chickens, ducks, and rabbits. They also went to the cellar to bring up a jar of bayberry wine and a wild boar leg.
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