Chapter 1017 Want to Drink Wedding Wine
"I want to learn too! Let me out so I can save you if you're ever in danger!"
Wuyou's voice suddenly appeared, sounding as if she was excitedly rubbing her hands together.
My hands are so itchy after sleeping for so long. Song Chunxue, this is a win-win situation, you won't object, will you?
Song Chunxue increasingly felt that Wuyou was not like a sword spirit.
"Where did you get your hands from?"
[I've gained sentience, and I can even transform into human form someday. Who do you think you are? I still have a waist and a butt, younger and more shapely than yours. Come at me if you dare!]
Song Chunxue rubbed her forehead.
"Senior brother has started, learn carefully." She ignored Wuyou and focused on learning the tricks.
[Song Chunxue, let me out... mmm... mmm]
[I just learned the silencing spell, I didn't expect it to work on you too. Listen carefully, I know you can hear me. You can learn it again when you take human form.]
【Ugh!!】
"Boom!"
"Thump!"
"boom!"
Everything from the three vehicles was spilled onto the ground.
But not far away, the stone roller, the large haystack, the horse-drawn carriage, and the old stone mill leaning against the corner of the wall, all fell heavily to the ground.
"Stop fooling around. We'll learn another day. Go over there and move some clods of dirt. If you dismantle someone's carriage, I won't pay for it." Master Zhang pulled out his whisk from his waist and flicked it. "Go, go, go."
“It’s really not easy. Let’s practice some more. Master, don’t be angry.” Tu Dan’er ran up the mountain. “Then we’ll come back later.”
"Where are you going?" Master Zhang quickly took two steps to catch up. "Come back here. Don't mess with other people's fields outside. Maybe they've planted crops there. Be careful."
"I know, I know. How could I not know the farmland, Master? Don't worry, we'll go to the apricot grove."
"Let's go, let's go to my older brother's house and ask for some potatoes, and then go up the mountain to build a clay stove to roast potatoes?"
"Yes, yes, I heard that roasted potatoes are the best. Let's collect more tree branches later."
"Hehe, we bought a few chickens on the street today, all cleaned up, are we going to roast them in mud?" Changyun chuckled foolishly. "Is this the legendary roast chicken?"
"Oh, you're so thoughtful! But roast chicken needs to be wrapped in lotus leaves, and we don't have banana leaves or anything like that here. What should we find to roast it?"
Tu Dan'er confidently assured him, "Leave this to me. I used to steal chickens from beggars and catch pheasants and rabbits in the mountains. Leave the cooking to me."
Hearing them discussing going out to have fun, Master Zhang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at them.
He turned around and sighed, "I used to think I had a pretty good temper and rarely got into arguments with anyone. I once thought that if I cultivated in the mortal world for another ten years or so, I could achieve a great leap in my cultivation and ascend to become an immortal. But I never expected that after taking on a disciple, I would realize how amazing parents, especially mothers, are."
As he spoke, he turned to Song Chunxue and clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying, "Junior brother, I admire you."
Xie Zheng shook his head and laughed uncontrollably, "Kids are just naughty. Tu Dan'er is the king of the kids wherever he goes. Senior brother, you've worked hard. As long as he doesn't cause trouble, just let him be."
Master Zhang gently placed the items back in their original positions. "It's a pity he's always causing trouble; he never lets anyone have a moment's peace. A few days ago, he passed by someone's grave and burned down their grave."
As he spoke, he noticed a large cloth bag hanging on one of the vehicles, filled with various items.
"What did you buy? Cotton?"
Curious, he took it off, opened it, closed his eyes, and tied the bag shut.
"What is that thing? It's so scary!" Song Chunxue reached out her hand.
Master Zhang handed it to her, saying, "These are paper flowers. Qingming Festival is coming soon. I guess you bought them on the street."
He was so angry he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He tapped the wall with the end of the whisk, "I wonder who it was bought for!"
“This child is quite filial. Knowing that we all have ancestors, I accepted this gift on behalf of the child,” Xie Zheng said gently. “By the way, I should also go back to the capital to sweep the tombs for Qingming Festival.”
Zhang Chengxuan didn't say anything; clearly, he wasn't particularly keen on going.
"Wow, it's all unloaded so quickly, you're amazing!" The gap-toothed old man came out of the yard, saw the empty donkey cart and the stack of blue bricks in the yard, and couldn't help but click his tongue. "How come they're stacked so neatly? Not a single brick is damaged..."
He looked around at the blue bricks on the ground for a few moments. "Wait a minute, something's not right. How come they're exactly the same way I arranged them before?"
“I have a strong grip, so handle it gently.” Master Zhang handed him the donkey reins. “Alright, brother, you can go back now. We won’t keep you for dinner.”
"Hiss~ Something's not right..."
Master Zhang grabbed his shoulder and led him outside, saying, "There's nothing wrong with it. If we don't leave now, it'll get dark."
If you look at him again, this old man won't be able to sleep well tonight.
If he discovers something amiss, it might lead to some serious rumors spreading.
Jiang Yeming arrived just after the old man who was hauling bricks had left.
He was wearing gloves sewn from old clothes, and looked somewhat surprised. "They've already unloaded the bricks and left?"
Three cars, even with a lot of people, shouldn't be moving this fast.
"Yes, we're strong," Song Chunxue asked. "Did you come all this way to help?"
"Not really," Jiang Yeming leaned closer to her and asked mysteriously, "Do you know who Li Dazui's wife is?"
"Who is it?" Song Chunxue didn't look closely at the time, but she thought he was pretty good in every way. He was ten years younger than Li Dazui and might even be able to have a few children with him.
“She is my cousin’s wife, who was my classmate in Dagou Township when we were in school. I had a meal at her house once and met her there. If it weren’t for the wart next to her ear, I wouldn’t remember her so clearly.”
Song Chunxue laughed, "And then?"
The eldest brother scratched his ear. "There's nothing else to it, it's just strange. I remember she had two children at the time, how did Li Dazui bring her back from the county? I heard her husband passed away, I'm curious if she just abandoned her children like that."
"Don't worry about other people's business," she said with a smile, patting his back. "When this place is almost cleaned up, bring the kids up for a walk, and you can also help plant trees."
“Okay,” Jiang Yeming smiled and pointed to the pile of fruit saplings in the corner, “Can I take a few?”
"Okay, go ahead and pick one," Song Chunxue said half-jokingly. "When no one lives here anymore, you'll have to clean it up."
"Don't worry, if I don't clean it up, who will?" With that, the eldest picked out two peach saplings. "We'll plant them behind the yard, so the kids will have peach branches to eat in the future."
The next day.
Song Chunxue went to the Huang family with Jiang Yeming, carrying two bags of flour and five taels of silver. They left after exchanging only a few words.
They simply couldn't bear to look at the Huang family's plight any longer.
The kang (heated brick bed) was bare except for a mat and a yellowed woolen felt, where a thin, bony woman sat with three small children, their eyes all vacant.
Their father went to work in the fields.
On their way back, they ran into Li Dazui, who was taking his wife to the fields to familiarize themselves with the way.
"Big Mouth, when is your wedding day set? Are you going to have a banquet? The kids want to attend your wedding."
"Let's drink yours first," Li Dazui said with a smile. "We're not in a hurry."
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