Chapter 133 Master Zhang is here again
Seeing Li Dazui grinning with his teeth showing in such an unkind way, Song Chunxue immediately wanted to grab a handful of dirt and throw it in his face.
But thinking about how I've lived for so long, how come I'm getting more and more backward?
I won't stoop to his level.
She quickly recovered and returned to normal, becoming the capable and resilient Song Chunxue once again.
The difference is that Song Chunxue is now carrying it with much ease.
She no longer expects her children to give her anything, but rather focuses on what she can give herself.
"It's a pig's leg. Even your second brother doesn't want it, so give it to me instead."
Li Dazui leaned on his hoe, staring at the pig leg she was holding.
Song Chunxue hoisted her legs onto her shoulders, got up and walked back, saying, "Why are you everywhere?"
"Look at what you're saying, this is my land, I'm digging potatoes." He said, sitting down on the edge of the field. "Why are you leaving? Want to chat for a bit? Do you know where Cheng Yuan is right now?"
"I don't want to know."
She'd rather dig up a couple more potatoes than waste that time.
Aren't you afraid they'll take the opportunity to retaliate?
Li Dazui lowered his voice and said, "Be careful tonight. Once the boss moves into the new house downstairs, they'll definitely try to scare you at night."
Song Chunxue paused for a moment. "Thank you for the reminder."
"..." Li Dazui sat on the edge of the field and sighed unconsciously, "Hey, what's the point of digging these potatoes? I can't eat many by myself."
As he spoke, he slipped from the edge of the field onto the main road and followed behind Song Chunxue.
"I'll kindly ask around for you, since I'm just thinking about it anyway," he muttered to himself. "I heard that Old Man Cheng has recently fallen ill, so I'll go and see him."
"..." Song Chunxue couldn't help but roll her eyes. If you're too lazy to do chores and want to visit other people's homes, just say so. Instead, you say you're kindly asking around for her. You really know how to make excuses for yourself.
She ignored Li Dazui, took the pig leg home and locked it in the kitchen, and then went to the top of the mountain to pick buckwheat.
Buckwheat ripens earlier, and sesame and wheat have already been harvested and brought home. Millet still needs to be dried in the field before being transported home. These busy days never stop.
But that's grain, and it's harvest season, so she doesn't mind having a lot of work.
When she plants fewer trees next year, her life will be much easier.
Two days later.
Song Chunxue returned from the mountains in the evening, sat at the door of her house, took off her cloth shoes and sat under the big willow tree at the door. She tapped the two shoes together to empty the dirt out of them.
Sanwa returned from school and was struggling to chop grass in front of the thatched shed.
"Wait a minute, I'll help you." Song Chunxue put on her shoes. "Wait for me to come back so we can chop grass together. It's too strenuous for you to be chopping grass like this, holding on with one hand and holding on with the other."
Sanwa replied, "Okay, I'll wait for Mother to come back tomorrow to talk about it."
"By the way, Mother, our pitchfork for forking grass is missing. It's probably been taken by Cheng Laowu's family again."
Song Chunxue raised an eyebrow, "Did you go and ask for it?"
"We wanted it, but they said they'd never seen it before and kicked me out." Sanwa said helplessly, "I didn't see our big fork either, so it's not going to work out."
Song Chunxue looked up and saw that Cheng Laowu's family was threshing wheat not far away. Their threshing ground was only about 20 meters away from here.
"It must be hidden. I'll go ask it later."
"What if they don't give it to me?" Sanwa asked, somewhat conflicted. "I don't know how to avoid giving them a chance to humiliate me."
“It’s easy. No one else has taken our pitchfork, especially today. They need several pitchforks for threshing, so it must be in their field.”
"They'll go eat later, I'll quietly take it back myself."
Sanwa nodded, "Then I'll go. I'm fast, otherwise they'll turn around and accuse me."
Just then, a face suddenly appeared next to them.
"What are you two whispering about?"
"ah!"
The sudden appearance of the head startled Song Chunxue, who screamed and kicked the person in front of her.
"Master Zhang?" Upon seeing the person in front of her, Song Chunxue patted her chest, still shaken. "Master, why do you walk so quietly? You're going to scare people to death."
"Quickly call back your soul, call out your childhood name three times, and say that you're going home to have soup and dinner," Master Zhang said solemnly. "Hurry, don't scare it away."
Although Song Chunxue didn't quite believe it, she still silently chanted in her heart: Chunxue, come home and eat, Chunxue, eat and drink soup, Chunxue, come home and eat.
She was still worried, so she called Chunxue's name seven more times in her heart.
I feel more at ease after shouting it out.
"Being timid is a disease. Your liver blood is not good. The liver stores the soul. If the soul is unstable, you are easily frightened. Eat more pig liver."
As he spoke, the Taoist priest formed a hand seal, muttered something under his breath, and then placed his hand on Song Chunxue's head.
"Alright," Master Zhang said with a slight smile, "You won't be easily frightened anymore."
He turned to look at Sanwa, "This child is not bad, he wasn't scared at all, but he's been bothered by some villains lately."
As he spoke, he rummaged through his cloth bag, “This is it. Keep it with you, and villains will stay away from you.”
Sanwa looked at the yellow talisman in his hand and took it with some doubt.
Song Chunxue then realized, why is Master Zhang here at this time?
He took out the talisman directly, so he probably wants to eat and stay here, right?
The sun has set, birds have returned to their nests, and the chirping of sparrows fills the air.
"Where did you come from, Daoist Master?" Song Chunxue smiled slightly. "It's getting late. Do you have somewhere to go? Why don't you stay at our house? The lucky charm I bought from you last time is really effective."
Master Zhang smiled easily, "No problem, no problem. I really have nowhere to go and would like to stay at your house for the night."
As they were talking, Song Chunxue and Sanwa had already finished chopping the alfalfa and sorghum.
After hesitating for a long time, Sanwa asked curiously, "Taoist Master, is there any kind of talisman that can retrieve our own things?"
Song Chunxue immediately understood what Sanwa meant.
"Yes, Master, someone took our things without permission and doesn't intend to return them. How can we get them back?"
Master Zhang smiled mysteriously, "You've hit the nail on the head. I've recently learned two new tricks; you might want to give them a try."
As he spoke, he looked at Sanwa and said, "Stretch out your hand."
Sanwa, still somewhat doubtful, extended his palm.
The Taoist priest drew a simple talisman in the third child's palm, "Go, take back what's yours, no one can stop you."
Sanwa clenched his fist. "Then I'll go and add hay for the donkey first."
“Go now, it will expire soon.” With that, Master Zhang took the basket from his hands. “I’ll add some grass. Since I’m going to eat and stay here, I have to do some work.”
As he spoke, he pointed towards the direction of Cheng Laowu's farm, "Go quickly."
Song Chunxue was also puzzled. Was the Taoist priest really that capable?
She watched as Sanwa went to the Cheng family's threshing ground, and soon Cheng Laowu's voice came.
"Stop talking nonsense! Who took your fork?"
"Put it down right now!"
"You bastard from the Jiang family, release him... Ah!"
The Chen family's large courtyard was located on high ground, and Song Chunxue could not see anyone, only hear their voices. Feeling uneasy, she wanted to go and take a look.
"No need to go, he won't get away with it." Master Zhang returned carrying his basket. "Your donkey's teeth are quite good, would you like to sell me one?"
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