"Oh, look at my memory. I actually forgot that you two are no longer father and son, so it's inconvenient for me to give you a ride. This carriage was bought by my nephew Tian and my aunt Xiu, specifically for taking Dabao and his children to and from school. They hired me to pick them up every day. Thanks to my nephew Tian, my two good-for-nothing sons and I won't have to work in the fields anymore."
"What? This carriage was bought by that beast?" Old Ding looked incredulous.
"I dare not say that. Even if we are not father and son, we are still the younger generation of the clan. Please be more polite."
Old Ding raised one foot, but before he could even curse "get out" the carriage suddenly moved. Master Ding San had been on guard against him. He couldn't stop his kick and used too much force, so he fell to the ground and was covered in the dust raised by the horse's hind hooves.
"Haha, I'm sorry, Brother Erdan~"
Before Old Ding could get up, he heard the mocking words of Master Ding San, which made him so angry that his blood pressure soared and he almost vomited blood!
"Damn Ding Daniu, I'm going to kill you if the carriage overturns!" He glared at the carriage that was going away and cursed viciously.
Two bright red lanterns on the back of the carriage lit up like two flames in Old Ding's eyes. He did not even turn around and went back home with a gloomy face. He heard Meng's shouting and cursing while he was still in the yard.
Old Ding looked gloomily around his two courtyards. This family had been so prosperous in the past, but now the second son's wife was clamoring for a separation. This morning, Fang's family had sent a message saying that if they didn't split up, they would be divorced. The fifth son's wife had also threatened a divorce, and his fifth son was still suffering in prison. This family was in such a mess, all because of Meng's constant scolding!
His eyes fell on the pile of firewood in the corner of the yard. He ran over in two steps, pulled out a dry branch, and ran straight to the firewood shed. He stepped in and almost fainted from the smoke.
When Mrs. Meng saw him coming in with a branch, her face was full of gloom, as if she wanted to bite someone. She had been holding it in for a whole day and night, with no one to take care of her. She finally waited until Old Ding went out for a walk, and she hadn't cursed enough when she opened her mouth, but Old Ding turned around so quickly, scaring her so much that she shouted, "Big brother, second brother, come and save me!"
The eldest and second sons had gone out to work for money and hadn't returned yet. No one could save her, but she saved herself. Old Ding was already furious with Mr. Ding San, and then the stench filled the house, and seeing her become half-human and half-ghost in just one day, he suddenly felt sick.
He actually spent most of his life with such a thing!
Old Ding threw down the branch in disgust and suddenly lost interest in beating her. He thought secretly in his heart that when the eldest and second sons came back, he would ask them to throw Meng back to her parents' home. He would not dare to let this woman ruin his family's fortune again!
After leaving the woodshed, Old Ding felt a foul odor filling his mouth, nose and chest. If he hadn't been mad at Mr. Ding San, he wouldn't have come to find trouble with the Meng family. He couldn't help but curse Mr. Ding San in his heart.
It was clearly the carriage bought by his fourth son, but he let Third Master Ding drive it in front of him to show off, while he, his biological father, couldn't even get close to it.
Damn Ding Daniu! He deserves a horrible death!
Uncle Ding San drove into the town amid the curses of Old Ding. Before he reached the school, he saw from afar Blind Liu, who was carrying a cloth bag on his back, and Ding Pingshun talking outside the school.
"Brother, it's a coincidence that we ran into each other, otherwise I would have to go look for you." Master Ding San drove over in a carriage, and with a "whoosh", he stopped the carriage.
"Uncle San, whose carriage is this?" Ding Pingshun, like Old Ding, thought that Uncle San was back to his old job of driving a carriage for someone else.
"The fourth brother's family just bought this house. You've just recovered. Don't wait in the wind from now on. I'll pick up and drop off the kids. You can rest assured." Uncle Ding said happily.
Blind Liu walked around the horse, looking it over from front to back, then looked up and asked, "Did you help them pick this horse?" He also knew that Third Master Ding had been a stable boy in his youth and had driven a carriage for several years. He nodded, and before Third Master Ding could say anything, he gave him a thumbs-up: "It wasn't in vain that you've been feeding the horses for so many years."
"Brother, you know how to judge horses too?" Mr. Ding was a little surprised. He hadn't expected Blind Liu to have such a skill. "Brother, how much do you think this horse is worth?"
Blind Liu stretched out a finger.
"One or two?"
Mr. Ding San's face was about to fall, but he heard him say, "It's worth a thousand gold."
"So you bought the horse?" Mr. Ding knew it was a good horse, and he also knew that a thousand-mile horse could eat a stone of millet in one meal, but the horse had not eaten much before. He didn't know that hemorrhoids in horses would also affect their appetite. He just thought that a good horse might not be a thousand-mile horse.
Now I hear Blind Liu say that it is worth a thousand gold coins. If it is not a thousand-mile horse, then what else can it be?
"Brother, you are so sure about her. Could it be true..." He couldn't believe that he had picked up a huge bargain for the master.
"Don't you know the answer? Why ask so many questions?" Blind Liu asked him again as he climbed onto the carriage, "How much silver did you pay for it?"
"Sixteen taels." Master Ding San pulled him aside and glanced inside the carriage. He looked at Ding Pingshun, who had drooped shoulders and lowered brows, and said, "There's no room inside. You can sit next to me and we can go back together."
"It's better for me, the old blind man, to sit outside. His body can't stand the wind." Blind Liu lifted the curtain and sat out again.
Ding Pingshun wanted to say no, but opened his mouth and swallowed it back.
Before the school was over, Mr. Ding Sanye and Liu Xiazi were chatting, and they talked about Ding Youtian buying a new house in the town and turning it into a teahouse for him to tell stories.
"So, from now on, I, an old blind man, will have a place to stay in this town? Hehe, this disciple was not accepted in vain. He has a conscience and still thinks of me, an old blind man."
"Not only do you have a place to stay, but there are also people to cook for you." Uncle Ding told him that from now on the children would not have to eat lunch in school. Jian Ning and the others would take turns coming to the town to cook for him and the children.
Ding Pingshun felt sad, thinking that they were all the same people. Ding Youtian and his wife not only bought a carriage but also a house in the town.
Comparing yourself to others is really frustrating!
His chest was still simmering with anger when he suddenly heard Mr. Ding San say that Jian Ning and the others would take turns cooking at noon. Did that mean his wife, Chang, would also be there? If Chang came, then he could naturally go to the house too. It would mean he would have a place to stay in town. He felt happy again.
School was about to end, and more and more people gathered at the school gate. There were servants from some prominent families in the town who came in horse-drawn carriages to pick up their young master, and there were also grandparents from ordinary families who were waiting for their grandson, Sun Chenglong, with food in their hands, to come home from school.
Although Huating Academy is a private school, it has produced many successful candidates in the imperial examinations, and was later rebuilt with the support of the town's gentry. It has become half a public school in the town. Mr. Mo also intends to recruit a few more failed scholars to teach here recently, so the overall scale is still good.
Ding-ding-dang-dang, the bell rang, and the school gate slowly opened. Students came out one after another. Master Ding San was squeezed in at the front. When he saw Dabao and the others coming out, he imitated the servants and waved at him, calling out, "Master, here, here!"
Damn young master!
Ding Gui and Ding Quan also saw Master Ding San. Ding Gui secretly spat, thinking that Dabao was a country bumpkin like them, so how could he become a young master?
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