Chapter 128 Do you still remember Yang Zhao?
Is Song Zhizhu scolding Chen Feng?
Song Chunxue was delighted and stood aside listening with great interest.
"If you were even slightly smarter, you would understand that a married daughter is like water spilled from a cup. Before you got married, you weren't particularly pampered at home, and you did all the hard and tiring work. But after you got married, suddenly they treat you like a precious treasure?"
"I hate people like you who can't see things clearly. Those talismans just absorb people's luck. Do you think he'll listen to whatever you say, or that you're the head of the family? Those talismans were drawn with your parents' blood. They were doing it for themselves and for your older brother Chen Xiang!"
"Even if you've lost your mind, you'll eventually realize that if you, as a woman, are already stepping on men's heads, you'll still be stepping on your son's heads. Do you think your son will amount to anything in the future?"
"You don't know, do you? These past two days, Chen Guangcai has been so angry he can't stand up straight. He's been cursing you at home, even more harshly than he curses Song Chunxue. He's called you an ingrate, a traitor, and a waste of food raising you all these years."
Song Zhizhu sneered, "Your dowry money could have bought one and a half wives. The extra half was secretly spent by your older brother on the women in our village. Don't you think you're a coward?"
Chen Feng finally broke down and cried.
Song Zhizhu frowned and got up with a look of disgust.
He turned his head and saw Song Chunxue.
He instantly gave an awkward smile. "Chunxue, you're back?"
"Have you finished digging up the potatoes at your second brother's house?"
Song Chunxue put down the basket and unlocked the door. "I originally planned to visit you when I had some free time in a few days, but I didn't expect you to come today."
Song Zhizhu placed his hand on the bulging cloth bag at his waist.
“What happened last time scared me so much that I couldn’t sleep for several nights. I felt uneasy, so I came to check on you.” Song Zhizhu said with lingering fear, “Now that I think about it, you were incredibly brave back then. If Chen Guangcai hadn’t reacted in time, you would have been the one being held at knifepoint that day.”
Song Chunxue turned around and pushed open the courtyard gate, "Second Brother, come inside and talk."
Seeing her calm demeanor, Song Zhizhu was somewhat puzzled.
He walked toward the west room as before.
“I’m living in the north room now,” Song Chunxue said calmly. “The eldest son and his wife don’t know what’s good for them, so I moved in myself.”
Song Zhizhu nodded, "It should have been done a long time ago. I've said before that you've spoiled the eldest son, and he'll take advantage of you in the future. You'll see once he gets married."
He took off the cloth bag and placed it on the table, then took out several thick, golden-brown flatbreads.
“This is a flatbread your sister-in-law made for you. You used to love eating it. Don’t give it all to the kids. Take care of yourself too.”
Song Chunxue nodded. She had never received any care from anyone in her life. Her second brother, Song Zhizhu, was her only relative, and she felt that she was still a sister who needed someone to take care of her.
Although they weren't born from the same womb, they were even more devoted than their older sisters.
However, with her children grown up and everyone busy, and also because of the gossip from her parents' neighbors, Song Chunxue hadn't been back to her parents' home for several years.
"I heard the eldest son's new house is finished and he'll be moving in soon?" Song Zhizhu smiled. "Once they move out, you'll have some peace and quiet, and you won't have to put up with your son and daughter-in-law's temper."
“You’ve always been obsessed with saving face, even at the cost of your own happiness. You’re especially stubborn in front of the children you’ve raised. Your eldest son must have made you cry a lot.” He placed his hands on his knees and unconsciously rubbed them together. “Children grow up and become independent, none of them are easy to manage.”
Song Chunxue's eyes quietly welled up with tears.
She turned and pressed back.
"It sounds like you've been upset by your son lately?" Song Chunxue smiled slightly. "Your second son is the one who's causing you trouble, just like you."
"Ah, who can argue with that? What goes around comes around, and no one escapes the wrath of Heaven. I used to be a mischievous troublemaker, doing all sorts of things, so much so that the people in the village were all speechless when they saw me."
"Now the retribution has fallen on my head. My second son is even more infuriating than me. He loves to fight and cause trouble. I don't know where he learned it from, but now he even likes to sleep around with other men's women. It's infuriating!"
Song Chunxue smiled without saying a word.
She knew about this. Her nephew, Song Jian, was a man of courage and intelligence, and he had always been different from other children.
Because of his excessive love of fun and his notorious reputation, no one was willing to marry their daughter to him.
Now I'm twenty-five, but I'm still not married.
He took a fancy to someone else's wife in the village, a woman named Fengqin. She was very beautiful, the most beautiful woman in the village.
Even after Song Jian married and returned home in glory, he still thought about Fengqin.
When Song Chunxue was old and bedridden, needing someone to take care of her, besides her third son's wife who did everything she could for her, it was her nephew Song Jian who did it for her.
Although he was rich, he often brought her delicious food and drinks, bought her various medicines, and found all sorts of folk remedies, trying every possible way to help her stand up.
Unfortunately, she not only failed to stand up, but the pain became even more intense.
Song Jian was very domineering; she didn't like taking medicine, but Song Jian forced her to take it.
Song Chunxue both loved and hated this nephew.
If her sons had been more assertive and prevented their nephews from interfering in her affairs, she wouldn't have been so distressed.
But Song Chunxue didn't blame him; he just meant well but ended up doing something wrong.
Perhaps she committed too many sins in her past life, so she deserves to suffer more pain.
Seeing how hard Sanwa works to farm and earn money, she felt that she owed Sanwa something.
"By the way, I heard you've changed a lot. Not only are you no longer biased towards the eldest, but you've also started to treat the third child better?"
Seeing her thoughtful expression, Song Zhizhu lowered his voice and asked, "Did something happen to you?"
"No, I just suddenly had a breakthrough and am a bit smarter than before." Song Chunxue washed her hands. "You always eat rice noodles and steamed buns when you come. Do you want to eat them again today?"
“Eat, of course you should eat. The millet at my house isn’t very good. Your sister-in-law doesn’t know that it needs to be kneaded vigorously to taste good. She can’t teach me. Why don’t you cook me a meal?” Song Zhizhu stood up. “I’ll start the fire for you.”
"Oh, by the way, where's the fourth brother? I heard he's herding sheep at home now. Did he lose any sheep?"
Song Chunxue was taken aback. "I haven't asked him about that yet. I don't know if he's ever lost a sheep. Even if he has, I wouldn't know."
"..." Song Zhizhu stroked his chin with a complicated expression. "That's true. If you didn't notice, it means not much was lost. It's good enough that he put it back for you."
“I’ve always liked Sanwa, and I told you to treat him well. Now that he’s gone to school, I’m so happy.” He sighed. “When I saw Sanwa looking so clean and tidy the other day, I almost didn’t recognize him.”
"Now you finally understand how pitiful Sanwa is. He's just a child, yet he's shouldered the responsibilities of a father, helping you support your brothers' education. Well, now he's going to school too. He must be studying very hard, afraid that you might suddenly change your mind and stop him from going."
Song Zhizhu advised her, "Don't worry about the money. Let him study for two more years, and he'll have no regrets in this life."
Song Chunxue nodded, her voice choked with emotion. "Second brother is right. I won't stop him. He can study for as long as he wants."
"That's good." Song Zhizhu smiled. "You look younger than before, and you're even wearing your best clothes that you've kept hidden away. Have you set your sights on some man?"
"..." Song Chunxue paused in her act of secretly wiping away tears, and glared at him angrily, "The child is all grown up, why would I want to fall for a man!"
"That's different. People should find a companion, even if it's not to warm the bed, at least to have someone to talk to. Do you still remember Yang Zhao?"
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