Chapter 1040 I'm Looking for Master Song
Xia Ying clearly didn't believe it. She looked up outside, as if afraid that others would hear.
"Are you lying to me? My two nephews told me that they went to the mountain to visit my sister-in-law, and there was a big man about the same age as her cooking with her. I wonder if he's married?"
Even if you get married, there's no guarantee that anything will happen.
Seeing Xia Ying's meaningful smile, Song Chunxue smiled faintly.
“Your sister-in-law has been living a good life these past few years, but she keeps these things very separate. On weekdays, besides cooking for us on the mountain, she goes down the mountain to see Mulan and the children. She doesn’t go anywhere else and doesn’t have any contact with other people.”
Xia Ying nodded, "I didn't expect you to be so protective of your in-laws. Most in-laws don't get along, but you found them work and even gave them money. Mulan and her husband are really lucky to have met someone like you."
"That's because Mulan has a good temper, is sensible and well-behaved, and gets along well with Sanwa. She's a virtuous wife."
Song Chunxue felt a little tired after laughing so hard that her cheeks ached. Talking to Xia Ying was exhausting.
"Really? Your third son has such a good status. You must have sent many of your daughters to him, but he hasn't taken a fancy to any of them and wanted to take a concubine?" Xia Ying looked at him with disbelief. "I heard that in the past two days, young girls from all around who think they can have a son have come to see the third son, hoping that he will take a liking to them."
Song Chunxue's smile vanished; this person had come to make her miserable.
There were indeed a few people with impure intentions these past few days, but they were all discreet. When they saw six young men in the courtyard, they were too ashamed to go in. They just waited outside and peeked in through the latticed window. Once their parents saw what had happened, they went back home.
It's nothing like what Xia Ying said.
Well, thankfully these aren't important matters.
"Are your eyes uncomfortable? I see you blinking uncomfortably all the time," Song Chunxue handed her a talisman. "Go back and sew it up with red cloth. Be nicer to your daughter-in-law and less calculating in your daily life, and your life will be much easier."
She put it very tactfully. If this person weren't Aunt Mulan, Song Chunxue would have wanted her to worry less, say less sarcastic things, and not bully her daughter-in-law just because she had no one to protect her.
However, her daughter-in-law is also a woman who doesn't give up easily. Although she doesn't usually hold grudges, she will beat her father-in-law if she is bullied too much.
Xia Ying's husband interfered in his son and daughter-in-law's affairs, thinking they were dishonest, so he went in and kicked them. As a result, he was slapped by his daughter-in-law and has been well-behaved ever since.
This is what they call "evil people will be punished by other evil people."
But if Xia Ying and her husband weren't so talkative, didn't like to compare themselves to others, and weren't so greedy for money, their lives would probably be much easier.
Just like Song Chunxue in her previous life, if she hadn't been so calculating and hadn't wanted so much from her son, her life would have been completely different.
As they were chatting, a cautious woman came to the door. Her hair was wrapped in black cloth, and she was carrying a bundle. She carefully stepped into the new house.
"Master Song, I've come to see you." The woman was about the same age as Song Chunxue, dressed in dark blue clothes. Even without looking at her face, one could tell she was a widow.
"Come in and talk. Where are you from?" Song Chunxue stood up. "Come in and sit down. We're having tea."
The woman looked at Xia Ying, her face showing unease and anxiety.
Xia Ying looked at her carefully, her thin face showing surprise. "Aren't you the woman from the Liu family in Yangwan?"
“Yes, that’s me.” The woman nodded to Xia Ying. “I heard that Master Song has become a Taoist priest, so I came to ask him.”
Xia Ying understood and couldn't help but move her lips, wanting to dissuade him.
She couldn't resist in the end.
"Although Sanwa's mother is doing quite well as a Taoist priest, she is only one of the few. You had children, why did you think of becoming a Taoist priest? If you stay at home, at least you have two acres of land to farm. If you go outside, you may not be able to eat or dress well. If you are unlucky, you may run into bandits and hooligans and die without even knowing how. How scary is that?"
“We ordinary people don’t have that kind of fate, so we shouldn’t become nuns. Even though you’re a widow and people feel sorry for you, in other words, you’ll have no one to take care of you. Apart from your children, no one can boss you around.”
Holding the child, Xia Ying said earnestly, "Don't do anything rash."
Madam Zhang, sitting on a stool to the side, gave an awkward smile.
Song Chunxue placed a teacup in front of her and handed her a pastry, saying, "Try our pastry, let's chat while we drink."
Although Xia Ying was right, since they had come, they couldn't just send them back without asking any questions.
Song Chunxue admitted that she was lucky. If she hadn't been able to find money everywhere she went, she might have ended up like her senior brother, wandering around and then returning to the manor to farm and support herself.
The prerequisite for spiritual practice is to fill one's stomach.
“You’re right. If we weren’t struggling to make ends meet, who would want to abandon their children and grandchildren, and become a Taoist priest when they’re practically in the grave?” Madam Liu held her teacup, a smile on her face, but it looked like she could burst into tears at any moment.
“Both of my sons don’t want me anymore. The eldest son took over the old courtyard, and the second son took over the gatehouse outside. They won’t let me farm the land anymore, saying that I give my daughter the pig legs from the pigs I raise every year, and that I can’t tell what’s important.” As she said this, she bit her lip to keep herself from crying.
“When his father was alive, his two sons were quite filial, so you couldn’t tell anything was wrong. I never expected that when he got old, not only could I not rely on them, but they also threatened me to live in a donkey pen cave.”
Zhang finally couldn't hold back her tears and bit her lip.
After a long silence, Xia Ying pressed on, "You wouldn't be so heartless to a child you raised yourself, would you?"
"How could it not be like that? Married sons belong to their daughters-in-law. They live their own lives. They even fought over my half-stack of straw. Nobody wants me. They even told me to go to my daughter's house for dinner..."
As Madam Liu spoke, she began to weep uncontrollably.
Song Chunxue looked at Xia Ying, signaling her not to ask anymore.
“That’s true. I won’t ask anymore. There’s nothing you can do when you run into a son like that. You can’t beat him or scold him. I’m going back home. I still have to feed the pigs and chickens when I get home. Otherwise, when my son comes home and sees that I haven’t done anything, he’ll start nagging me. And his father, they remember everything I haven’t done better than I do.”
As she spoke, Xia Ying stood up. "Don't see me off. Go and chat with the Liu family's wife for a while. Sigh, it's not easy being a woman."
"Ouch, my leg." Xia Ying stood up, suddenly clutching her waist and squinting, wincing in pain. "I don't think I'm that old, but my body is failing me. Sigh."
Song Chunxue could tell at a glance that her legs and feet were damp and cold, and even without medicine, she would need moxibustion.
However, most people don't know where to apply moxibustion.
When Song Chunxue saw her off, she slipped her a small piece of silver, saying, "Don't let your son find out. Quietly buy two doses of medicine."
Xia Ying's son is in poor health and can't earn money outside. Even if she has money, her son will take it from her.
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