Huo Jincheng was drunk but his mind was clear, and Jian Ning had always been labeled by him as a money-grubber. He had no doubt that if he broke a broken bowl of hers, she would extort a few taels of silver from him, so he guarded the bowl tightly.
He only protected the bowl but not the wine in it, and Ma Xiaodou misunderstood that he had wet his pants.
This is such an embarrassment!
He insisted on getting up on his own, refusing Weidong or Mr. Ding Sanye to help him. After getting up, he glanced at the ground. The wine had spilled all over him, but not even the stove ash. He wanted to continue the fight. However, although his mind was clear, his body felt top-heavy. He took a step forward, but he couldn't help but fall back, tumbling to the ground again.
Fortunately, he was able to protect the bowl.
"Okay, stop letting your temper get the better of you. If you lose, you lose. Do you want to risk your life?" Wei Dong's face fell. He walked forward, picked him up and dragged him to a stool. He put his hands on his vest and used his internal energy to force out all the alcohol.
Huo Jincheng was breathing heavily, keeping an eye on Jian Ning from the corner of his eye. Seeing that she was really like nothing happened, he was very depressed. He really didn't understand how a woman like her could drink so much.
How could he know that Jian Ning had dropped spiritual spring water into the wine bowl? Besides, Grandma Wu was known as the wine fairy, and she really had a good alcohol tolerance. She had learned from Grandma Wu that she drank wine as a beverage since she was a child. It would be strange if Huo Jincheng could drink more than her.
Huo Jincheng was a tough guy, willing to accept defeat. Although Weidong had forced the wine out of him, he was still hurt by the alcohol and felt sore and weak all over. After Jian Ning led Weidong to the east room to sleep on the same bed with Ding Youtian, he took out the banknote from his pocket and tossed it to her.
You can lose in drinking, you can lose in money, but you can never lose your arrogance!
"Have a good rest." Jian Ning glanced at Ding Youtian who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips. "You two have come to the same destination through different paths, sleeping in the same bed together."
The bed in the east room was a large one, originally brought from the main room. The quilt was large enough for two drunks. Jian Ning and Wei Dong tucked the quilt in for them, then went to the main room to get him half a bowl of spiritual spring water to sober him up. By the time she got back, he was already sleeping like a dead pig, and even shouting wouldn't wake him up.
Forget it, he has a good foundation in martial arts. Jian Ning pinched Ding Youtian's nose and poured it all into his mouth.
"Auntie." She came out of the east room, and Ma Xiaodou asked her, "Where did Yaoyao and the others go?"
"I went out to play after dinner. You can go to Aunt Chang's house and look for her." After Jian Ning finished speaking, he turned around and tried to run, but Jian Ning grabbed him again and said, "By the way, why did you leave school alone? Where are your elder brother and sister Shu'er?"
"I, I have finished memorizing the book, and the teacher asked me to come back first." Ma Xiaodou broke free from her, glanced at Tian, and ran away quickly.
Tian slapped her forehead, then stood up and ran after him for a few steps, but there was no way she could catch up. He had already disappeared. She was so angry that she cursed: "This little bastard, he must have skipped school. Why didn't I see Xiaomai and Da Niu come back?"
In the past, Tian hadn't expected them to become the top scholar, but now that they weren't worried about their livelihood, their aspirations naturally changed. Dabao and Dingsheng were both good students, and her daughter Xiaomi was also doing OK, so naturally, she placed a higher priority on studying than before.
After sitting back down, he continued to curse.
Chang waved her hands and said, "That's enough. It's enough if there's one person in the family who can study. You're counting on them all to be successful, to become high-ranking officials in the future, and to bring you three imperial edicts. Be content. It's good enough if there's one person who can succeed!"
As she finished speaking, she saw Master Ding San hitching up his carriage and rushing over, ready to go to the town school to pick up Dabao and the others. She smiled and greeted Master Ding San, "Going to the school to pick them up. Be careful on the way."
"Hey, hey." Mr. Ding San was a little surprised. In the past, Chang rarely greeted him, so he responded twice.
After passing by her, he looked back again.
At the entrance to the village, Old Ding, wearing a large cotton hat and with his hands tucked into his sleeves, squatted by the roadside with his shoulders tucked in. He was waiting for Old Five and his wife to return. Spring plowing was approaching, and Old Five was the family's main laborer. If he didn't come back, he would have to cultivate the few acres of land allocated to him.
He didn't want to farm for him. Now that the family was divided, he felt very disheartened. The three above him were much more enthusiastic about going out to make money than before the division. He and Meng no longer looked at the money they made. Those three good-for-nothings were all handed over to their wives.
He and Meng hid in their room every day and cursed the three of them, calling them ungrateful people, and saying that none of them had secretly given their parents some money.
Thinking of the golden beans that Lao Wu had given him before, and comparing the two, he felt more and more that Lao Wu still had a conscience. He just hoped that nothing unexpected would happen to him and Lu, and that he would be transferred back soon so that he could feel at ease.
Last night, Mrs. Meng woke him up in the middle of the night and said that he had a bad dream. She dreamed that the fifth child had turned back into his childhood appearance and cried and said that he could not find his way home.
The two of them chatted for a long time, until they hugged each other and burst into tears, feeling that they had raised six sons, but none of them were reliable. As they cried, Meng Shi started scolding him again, making him unable to sleep well for the rest of the night, and now he still had a headache.
He pulled out his right hand, put it into his cotton hat, and scratched his head.
After scratching a few times, he heard the sound of a carriage. He turned his head and saw Master Ding San driving the carriage towards him.
"Hey!" Uncle Ding San shouted to Lie Yan, "Brother Erdan, do you want to farm my land or not? If not, I'll rent it out to someone else."
Without saying a word, Old Ding picked up a stone from the ground. Before he could stand up and raise his arms, Master Ding San whipped the horse carriage and it shot out.
You bastard!
If you don’t watch, the car will overturn and you will die, you son of a bitch!
It was bad luck. Old Ding threw the stone, clapped his hands, put them into his sleeves and went home cursing.
Third Master Ding remembered Jian Ning's instructions. When he arrived outside the school, if it was still early, he would tie up the carriage and go for a stroll in the alley below. If he saw something delicious, he would occasionally buy some snacks for the children to eat on the way.
Now he didn't dare leave the carriage. No matter how human Lieyan was, he was still a four-legged animal. He took out his pipe and squatted beside the carriage, smoking it.
He had just finished half a pack of cigarettes when Dabao came out with Dajun and Ma Xiaomi. Ding Sheng walked behind them. He and Dajun had not spoken a word since the incident with Sanniang and her son.
"Brother Jun, your uncle and Doctor Xiao Yang are at your Aunt Jian's house. Do you want to go and play with them?" Uncle Ding San stopped Da Jun and asked.
Dajun's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again. He shook his head and said, "No, Third Grandpa. My father is busy working alone in and out of the store. I have to go back to cook for him. I'll go back when I'm free."
He waved goodbye and walked away with his schoolbag.
When Mr. Ding San drove the carriage carrying Dabao and others into the village, Ding Youtian woke up. He was awakened by the smell of Huo Jincheng's stinky feet.
The two of them slept at different ends. While Huo Jincheng was sleeping, a pair of legs stretched into his arms, almost making him faint.
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