Chapter 38 Jinjiang First Release Chapter 38 Yu Qinglong is like this...
The well in Xiaxi Village was also located at the west end of the village, and the Fang family's house was built in the same direction as Yu Qinglong's home in Shangxi Village. So when he left home, he just turned right as usual and found the well. Of course, this wasn't something he saw; Fang Shu had told him.
Fang Shu said he could just follow his usual path. If he didn't know which way was right, he should go in the direction of the big tree.
There's a massive willow tree in Xiaxi Village, its trunk so thick it would take two grown men to wrap their arms around it. This tree is just to the right of Fang Shu's house. Past it is Fang Shan's house. The two homes are incredibly close.
Fang Shu and Yu Qinglong passed by Fang Shan's house and saw Fang Shan's wife sweeping the yard.
This was a very burly sister-in-law, with broad shoulders and a thick waist. She looked like the type who could go to the battlefield and make meritorious deeds with a sword in hand. At this moment, she was sweeping the yard vigorously, and in a few seconds, all the debris in the yard was gathered together.
Fang Shu said, "Good morning, sister-in-law. Brother Fangshan and Zhuangzhuang are still asleep."
Wu Nan straightened up and placed his hands on the top of the broom. He saw two people carrying buckets. "They're asleep. They drank until midnight last night. Are you going to fetch water?"
Fang Shu said, "Ah, I'll take Long Ge'er to find out where the well is in our village. Then we'll go over there first, sister-in-law."
Wu Nan said, "Okay, bring Long Ge'er home to play when you have time."
Fang Shu said yes, and Yu Qinglong said, "I'll see you later, sister-in-law."
When they walked normally, they could keep half an arm's length apart. Later, Fang Shu felt it was too far, so he moved closer, a bit slyly, and they were about to bump shoulders. But this guy was extremely happy, and Yu Qinglong didn't want to spoil his fun, so he let him go.
Most of the people in the village were up by now, and smoke was beginning to come out of many chimneys.
What frustrates Yu Qinglong is that this village isn't as neat and tidy as Shangxi Village. Shangxi Village's roads are shaped like the Chinese character "工," making them easy to remember. But this village's roads are like blossoming flowers, with households lining up one after another.
There was also a large willow tree in the center of the village, a bit smaller than the one next to Fang's house. With that as the center, the residents seemed to have built their houses haphazardly. It's not like there were no roads, but it was definitely a mess, and a bit unfriendly for someone like him who wasn't very navigable.
As Yu Qinglong walked, he subconsciously began to move closer to Fang Shu, feeling that he would get lost if he didn't follow closely.
Someone saw the couple carrying buckets out and greeted them with a smile: "Xiao Fang, are you taking your husband to fetch water?"
Fang Shu said enthusiastically, "Yes, Aunt Liang, I'll take him to find the well. Long Ge'er, this is Aunt Liang. She was the midwife who delivered me when I was a child. Aunt Liang is the most welcoming person in our village."
Yu Qinglong greeted Aunt Liang, who had just picked some vegetables that morning and called out to Yu Qinglong, "Come here from Xiao Fang's family."
Yu Qinglong went over and the old lady gave him a handful of fresh perilla leaves: "Here, take it."
Can I take this? Yu Qinglong glanced at Fang Shu.
At this time, Aunt Liang said with a smile: "Silly child, hurry up and catch it. The more purple, the more blessings."
Yu Qinglong had no choice but to thank him and took it, holding it in his hand.
It smelled pretty good, and he really liked the smell of perilla leaves. Eating this thing has a lot of health benefits, but I didn't expect him to give me such a large handful, so much so that it covered his face.
"How many children do you want me to have?" Yu Qinglong bit his lip and muttered incoherently, "No wonder I drank basil egg drop soup last night. So this is what you mean."
"Are you scared?"
"What do you think?!" Yu Qinglong looked around but didn't see anyone close. But he still said in a low voice, "I was thinking too simply at the time. What if..."
"It's okay. If Mom and Dad ask, just push it onto me."
"How do you push it? Can I still say you can't do it?"
"Of course not. If you really said that, Mother would definitely take me to see a doctor and take some medicine. Just say...just say that I need to get to know you better, and that's what I want to do."
"...Fang Shu."
"Um?"
"I'll fetch the water later."
"That won't do. I'm the husband. How can I let my husband do the work while he's here? Don't worry, I can stir things up."
Yu Qinglong said, "Then let's hurry up. I have to go back later to see how mother rolls and cuts the noodles."
Time is a bit tight, otherwise I could make some noodles. Fang Wu said they tasted better, and he agreed. But having noodles to eat was good enough.
The couple went to the well, and there were other people waiting in line to draw water.
Yu Qinglong saw two people finish their fight and leave, even saying goodbye as they left. Then it was the turn of another person, a thin and small man who was clearly an adult. He struggled to lift the water, but no one was willing to help him.
Yu Qinglong didn't understand the reason and didn't want to rush over. He whispered to Fang Shu, "Is this guy also from Xiaxi Village? Why is no one helping him?"
Fang Shu said, "Her husband went out to serve in the army. He was killed by bandits on the way. He was left alone to take care of the children. Others didn't help him because they were afraid of gossip."
After all, most of the people who come to fetch water are men, so if you help, sometimes it would be better not to help.
Yu Qinglong went over and helped lift the bucket without saying a word. The man was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the next bucket was about to be put down, he waved his hands and said, "No, no, no, I can do it myself, I can do it myself."
He hurriedly tried to get the bucket, but was afraid of bumping into Yu Qinglong. He was so anxious he didn't know where to put his hands: "I dare not trouble you."
Yu Qinglong saw him hiding behind him and said, "Don't be afraid. I'm a brother. No one will say anything bad about you."
The man exclaimed, "Huh?" and looked at Yu Qinglong in disbelief. Is there really a guy this tall?!
Fang Shu said, "Brother Yan, he is my husband, don't panic."
Yu Qinglong said, "My name is Yu Qinglong, you can just call me Brother Long. I just married into this village yesterday. If you come to fetch water around this time next time, I'll probably be here around this time too, so I can help you."
The man called "Brother Yan" then timidly said, "My name is Li Zheng, you can just call me Brother Zheng. Thank you for your help."
They usually call the husband of the elder brother "Axiong" and the husband of the younger brother "Adi". They call him "Yanjia Axiong" because his family's surname is Yan. So "Yanjia" is correct, but he is a little hesitant to be called "Axiong".
Yu Qinglong said it was okay, and the man bowed to him again before carrying the water away. Someone looked at him and laughed, saying, "Mr. Fang, you've married a good husband. He's kind-hearted and strong."
Fang Shu smiled and said, "My husband is not only kind-hearted and strong, but he is also very filial."
Yu Qinglong put the bucket down and thought to himself, "You're so shameless." Fang Shu came over and said, "Brother Long, I'll do it."
Fang Shu brought up two buckets of water and was about to leave. A villager said, "Mr. Fang, you've gotten a lot of strength now that you've married a husband. In the past, I've seen you struggle even to carry one bucket."
Fang Shu said, "I listened to my husband's advice and started exercising. Now I'm in better shape than before. Uncle Wang, if you need anything in the future, call me and I'll come and help you."
Uncle Wang said, "Okay, then I won't be polite to you."
Fang Shu responded and went back with Yu Qinglong. Seeing that he didn't seem to be struggling much carrying the water, Yu Qinglong said, "Although you've gotten a little tanned, you're definitely a lot stronger. You didn't suffer a lot when you first started collecting firewood, did you?"
"It wasn't that hard. I just rubbed my shoulder a little and it hurt for the first few days, but it was fine after a few days of using some medicine. I fell asleep as soon as I got home, and I couldn't get out of bed the next day. But it only lasted a few days, and I got used to it slowly and it got much better."
"Do you regret it?"
"Of course I don't regret it. I'm so happy." Fang Shu whispered, "It would be even better if there was one more thing."
"What?"
"Could you please call me 'husband' a few more times?"
"Are you ashamed? Go home and scream."
"You said it, hurry up and go!"
The two of them are tall and have long legs, so they run really fast, like a gust of wind.
Li Zheng went to his yard and picked some perilla leaves. He was thinking of giving them to Yu Qinglong when he saw him passing by, as a way of thanking him. But seeing how fast they were walking, he tried to speak, but it was only barely loud enough: "Um..."
The two men didn't hear it at all.
Li Zheng hesitated for a long time holding the perilla leaves, but still did not dare to chase after him.
The Fang family had a wedding yesterday, and he'd been informed. But his family was struggling to make ends meet, and he couldn't go empty-handed, so he didn't go. His child was still young, less than seven months old, and he had to make a living with him. There was no one left on his mother's side, and he did have some relatives on his husband's side, but they were all heartless. Seeing that his husband was gone, they insisted that he had sired another woman, and none of them offered to help.
Li Zheng took the child out of the barrel. He was so thin and tiny, sleeping so peacefully. Thinking of him, his eyes burned. This was a piece of flesh that had fallen from his body. He would raise him even if it cost him his life. But time passed so slowly...
However, Yu Qinglong rushed home with Fang Shu, and it was time to rub Fang Wu's side for the third time.
Yu Qinglong quickly washed his hands and kneaded the dough, saying as he did so, "Mom, this dough feels soft and chewy."
Fang Wu said, "Yes, I think we're getting along very well today. It's a good omen. People say that a daughter-in-law should make dumplings when she comes home, and a husband should roll noodles when he comes home. Mother thinks you're smart, you'll definitely learn it if you try."
Yu Qinglong had never expected Fang Wu to be so easy to get along with. It was Fang Shu who had just returned from fetching water, and he was wondering if this would upset his family. Didn't the ancients often say that a daughter-in-law who has lived for many years finally becomes a mother-in-law? The word "熟" (await) is used in a rather frightening way.
But Fang Wu didn't show any resentment at all and was still very dedicated to teaching him. He felt much more relieved and said, "Thank you, mother. I will definitely study hard in the future."
Fang Wu said at this time: "Shu'er, go see if there are any new eggs in the chicken coop. Let's lay a few more today."
Fang Dingman said, "Yes, we need to eat more. After we finish eating today, we have to go to the fields to do some work."
Yu Qinglong said, "Father, then after Shoucheng and I finish eating, shall we go together?"
Fang Dingman said, "No, no. Didn't you agree yesterday to clean up the house? Just do this today. We won't need you anywhere else."
Yu Qinglong thought that the house was a bit worrying, and it was probably a headache for the two elders for a long time. Because the Fang family's house was quite large, everything was really tidy and neat, except Fang Shu's house, which didn't look like a place where people lived.
He said he would definitely clean it up today.
After the dough had fully risen, Fang Wu taught him how to roll it and how to apply pressure. Yu Qinglong tried it a few times and found it was quite good. Although not as thin and evenly thick as an expert, he could already roll out a large sheet. Fang Wu also taught him a unique way of rolling the dough that he had never seen before. Roll the dough up and roll it. After rolling half of it, let one half fall under the worktop and roll the other half, then push it hard. This method does not require much skill, but it can make the dough thinner, more even, and smoother.
Anyway, they ended up eating his knife-cut noodles, or rather, hand-rolled noodles. He cooked eight eggs, two for each of them. He ate a large bowl, then went into the "cave" with Fang Shu.
Not long after, the old couple also went out. Before leaving, they told them that they would be back after dark, and asked Yu Qinglong not to worry about their meals, as long as the two of them had enough to eat.
Fang Wu was actually dragged out by Fang Dingman. Fang Wu asked, "What are you doing out in this hot weather?"
Fang Dingman said, "Hey, why don't you understand? When we're at home, it's inconvenient for the children to do anything during the day. When we go out, they're the only ones at home, so they can do whatever they want."
They all came from their youth. When they were in love, they always wanted to stick together. Would it be convenient for them to be at home? Only when they were away could they be as sweet as honey! It was the easiest time to get pregnant.
Fang Wu thought about it and felt that it was both right and wrong: "Just do whatever you want. There's so much work to do. Let's work until dark. I think Long Ge'er is a quick worker. I can tell by the way he's kneading the dough. He's going to finish cleaning the house today."
Fang Dingman said, "Let's clean it up. They're both cleaning it up together anyway."
Fang Wu asked, "Then where are we going?"
Fang Dingman thought hard for a long time: "How about going to Fang Shan's house and sitting there for a day?"
Fang Wu went up and started to tease this unreasonable person.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!" Fang Dingman was in so much pain that he kept dodging with his shoulders raised, but he finally led everyone into Fang Shan's yard.
At this time, Yu Qinglong and Fang Shu also began to get busy. Yu Qinglong first made a rough plan of how to arrange it and talked to Fang Shu about it. Fang Shu seemed to listen and seemed not to listen. He kept looking at him and nodding. Finally, he said: "Okay, I'll do whatever you say. I'll put it wherever you say."
Yu Qinglong felt like he was talking in vain, but as long as Fang Shu didn't object, it would be easy.
The most common thing in this house is various stones. Yu Qinglong suggested moving them outside and making a rockery. Then he could add some green plants on top to make the view of the yard even better.
As for wood, Yu Qinglong decided to create a three-dimensional wooden plant, utilizing all the fragments and making it into a whole. This way, it would occupy more three-dimensional space rather than more flat area.
This is labor, but it is also secondary entertainment. Fang Shu finds it fresh and is naturally willing to cooperate.
The two of them first carried the rocks into the yard. Fortunately, it wasn't far away, and most of the rocks were brought home by Fang Shu himself. Few of them were particularly large, so they could usually be easily lifted by one person. Only five or six were large enough to require two people working together. But Fang Shu was quite strong now, so the job wasn't that difficult.
The two men moved the stones to the corner between the west wing and the gate, near the west wing, and piled them up there first. Then they gathered all the single, unfinished wooden strips, planks, and sticks together, found three sacks to pack them, and put them in Fang Shu's study.
When Fang Shu took a look, he found the room suddenly became much tidier.
Yu Qinglong swept the floor and found a suitable place to put some of Fang Shu's favorite things.
"When I return home, ask my second brother if we can build a shelf and put it here. You can put the small ornaments you made on the shelf. We can make a cabinet underneath to store some things."
"Okay, I'll do as you say." Fang Shu looked at Yu Qinglong with a smile: "What else do you think the family needs? Let's buy it together."
"I haven't thought of anything else yet. What is this?" Yu Qinglong finished sweeping the floor and wiped a small kang cabinet with a rag when he suddenly pulled out something that interested him. It wasn't a piece of wood, stone, or iron ingot anymore, but a book!
"Ah, that!" Fang Shu suddenly stood up and came over. "That, it's just some ordinary books. Give them to me."
"Really?" Yu Qinglong didn't think so. He flipped through it casually. This was not an ordinary book! His face turned redder and redder. "Fang Shoucheng, where did you get this?"
This is a storybook with some daring content! It contains all kinds of immortals, demons, monsters, mountains and seas being overturned, and fox spirits falling in love with scholars. It's all there!
Fang Shu said, "I bought this in the provincial capital. They also sell it in the county town, but the variety isn't as great as in the provincial capital. But you absolutely can't tell mother about this, or I'll get scolded at the very least."
Yu Qinglong naturally wouldn't say anything, but a thought suddenly occurred to him: "Is this book selling well in the provincial capital? Is the author making money?"
Fang Shu said, "Some sell well, some don't. The ones that sell well naturally make more money, so why ask this?"
Yu Qinglong asked, "Can we also write stories and sell them?"
"ah?"
"Don't say 'huh?' I'm serious." Yu Qinglong sat down next to Fang Shu. "I can write stories like this too. If we write them, can we take them to the bookstore to sell? If I don't write well, you can help me improve my writing skills. You see, we will need money more and more in the future. But there are too few profitable businesses in the town. Although the crops in the fields can be sold, they depend on the weather and there is no guarantee of a harvest every year. It is safer to think of more ways to make money. Also, don't you have to continue taking exams in the future? Then you will have to spend money every time you go out. You can't copy scriptures to sell, right?"
Although his family gave him more than two taels of silver when he arrived, this was a lot in peacetime, but it was of little use in times of natural disaster or man-made disaster. History is full of such examples. In normal times, a dan of rice cost 200 to 300 wen, but in years of disaster or war, a dan could cost 120 to 130 taels.
The ability to deal with disasters here was too poor, and he had to plan for the future. He was living a better life now, but what about his family?
The original owner went to the modern era to help him take care of his grandparents, so he naturally had to take care of the original owner's family. Now they were also his family.
He will definitely be able to make money by practicing medicine in the future, but it is not something that can be learned overnight.
But writing stories is different! He doesn't have to have too many different things in his mind, and he has the ability to turn them into stories.
Fang Shu said, "But we are here, and it's too much trouble to go to the county town."
Yu Qinglong asked, "How far is it to the county town?"
Fang Shu said, "It would take a whole day to get there by carriage. If we walk at a fast pace, it would take five or six days."
That's a bit too far.
But he really wanted to give it a try. The town's population wasn't large enough, and most people were still focused on getting enough food and clothing, with almost no entertainment spending. And he wasn't very good at cooking.
Yu Qinglong moved to the right, almost touching Fang Shu. He nudged Fang Shu with his elbow: "Hey, husband, you have to think of a solution."
Fang Shu: “…”
But the county town is really far away.
Yu Qinglong saw that he was struggling, so he tugged at his clothes and asked, "Husband?"
Fang Shu moved to the other end.
Yu Qinglong chased after him and shook Fang Shu's arm: "Husband, look at me, look at me. I want to discuss something with you."
Oh my God! How could he bear this?
Fang Shu said, "But, but you must have some finished books so that I can see if I can sell them."
How could writing a story be so easy? He had only learned to read for a few months, yet he had such a bold idea. How could he just agree to it?
Fang Shu said, "Write something first. If I find it interesting after reading it, I can help you come up with some ideas."
Yu Qinglong said, "You said it! Don't regret it!"
Fang Shu said, "A man's word is as good as gold, and he won't go back on his word. But Long Ge'er, you must call me 'husband' more often from now on."
That's it? It's just a matter of talking. How hard can it be?
Yu Qinglong responded readily, "Yes, my husband!"
Reputation is more important than a good life! He was determined not to give up on studying medicine; it was a long-term plan. It was a survival skill useful in any situation. But it didn't have any immediate benefits.
But storytelling was different. He could definitely give it a try. Most importantly, he could do it at home, unlike running a business where he had to be out and about at his stall every day!
And there is someone around him who is born with so many "stories"!
Yu Qinglong felt he could handle this, so he quickly finished packing up the remaining items. He took the mat out to pound it, air it, and then brought in the new quilt and pillow.
This room is much larger than the wing room, and he can make better use of it.
Fang Shu also liked this room more. Seeing him so happy, he was eager to help.
After a busy morning, Fang Shu asked Yu Qinglong what he wanted for lunch. Yu Qinglong thought about it and realized that his cooking skills were limited, but he could still make something. So he simply started a fire and made some vegetable pancakes.
This is a simple dish. Just chop the vegetables, add flour, eggs, seasoning, and fry them in oil. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it is nutritious.
This was the breakfast his grandmother used to make for him. But here, the ingredients were considered a bit extravagant, so he hadn't eaten it since he arrived.
Fang Shu had never eaten like this before. He was stunned after taking a bite. It smelled so good!
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Author's words: Fang Shu: Oh my God, my husband can cook delicious food, is handsome, and can act like a spoiled child with me [Please]
Qinglong: Then what are you asking for here? [question mark]
Fang Shu: Please God, I want you to be my husband for the next 100 lifetimes [laughing]
Qinglong: I don’t want to [covering face and laughing and crying]
Fang Shu: Why? [bursts into tears]
Qinglong: Erha is forbidden to be someone's husband for a hundred lifetimes [melted]
Fang Shu: Then I want to be a Teddy Bear in my next life [hug]
Qinglong: ...I beg you aunts to give me some comments and nutrient solution to comfort my wounded heart [laughing and crying]
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