Chapter 142 How to Divide the Money
Song Chunxue has only just learned to read and write, and apart from taking a few moments to meditate each day, she hasn't started learning to draw talismans yet.
But she will definitely have to learn it in the future.
Since nobody believes her anyway, she'll just make a boast first, and once she's doing well in the future, everyone will naturally come to buy from her.
By then, she had learned almost everything.
The booklet left by the Taoist priest contains many useful items, including folk remedies, minor witch doctor techniques, and life-saving talismans, all written down with detailed steps.
It was Sanwa who helped her with this. Although the person who taught her the technique was a Taoist priest, it was Sanwa who truly guided her step by step.
This feeling was truly mysterious; she had never even dreamed of it in her past life.
If Master Zhang had told her last month that she had a connection with Taoism, she would definitely have kicked him out.
Who would have thought that in such a short time, she would accept Master Zhang's kindness and be led by him into the path of becoming a shaman?
"Drawing talismans?"
Li Dazui asked with a chuckle, "It's only been a short time, and you've already started learning to draw talismans? Can you write characters yet?"
Song Chunxue snorted coldly, "Don't underestimate me. I can already write my name. Drawing talismans is easier than writing characters."
"Hey, you're just bragging. You're making things up."
Song Chunxue couldn't stand Li Dazui patting his knees as he casually put them on.
"Whether I'm bragging or not, I know for sure, but I do know that you wanted to become the Taoist priest's disciple but were rejected." She smiled faintly. "Next time the Taoist priest comes, I'll persuade him to accept you as his disciple. That way, you'll have to call me 'Uncle-Master' from now on."
Song Chunxue followed suit, placing her left ankle on her right knee and tilting her head back with a smug look. "I'll learn before you in the future, and maybe you'll even have to ask me how to draw talismans."
Li Dazui smiled unconvinced and turned to the person next to him, saying, "This guy's gotten really good now; he can just spout nonsense like that."
Sanwa's voice suddenly rang out, "My mother wasn't bragging. She's learned more than ten characters in the past few days, which is better than when I first started learning to read."
Song Chunxue wasn't embarrassed.
A shameless person is invincible.
Many people spend their entire lives being cautious and timid, only to fail because they are too embarrassed to do this or that, and are hesitant and restrained.
Look at Li Mengchun's wife, she seduced Li Tang and caused his wife's death. Just now, Lao Si brought it up directly, but she just chuckled coldly twice, and then chatted and laughed with her sisters-in-law and aunts next to her as if nothing had happened.
Although she was only doing this because Li Mengchun respected and flattered her, genuinely admired and indulged her, if she had been even a little more thin-skinned, she would have jumped into the cellar long ago.
Although she would eventually suffer at the hands of her daughter-in-law, the daughter-in-law didn't take her seriously. Instead, she returned to her hometown to farm, disregarding the opinions of others, and started going out and coming in with Li Tang.
Song Chunxue didn't want to learn from her unchaste behavior, but she wanted to learn from her shamelessness.
"You really know how to draw talismans?" Xia Ying's husband, Li Yong, asked curiously. "I remember that Taoist priest came here not long before, and Lord Xie compensated you with five taels of silver because you were beaten. It is said that Li Jingyi also gave you two taels. It seems to be quite effective."
He said thoughtfully, "Otherwise, where in your life have you ever had such good luck?"
Song Chunxue smiled, "That's right. It was because I actually had some money in my hands that I believed that Master Zhang was truly capable. Although the money was quickly spent, the family really made a fortune."
"Once I've learned how, I'll give you two sheets. Winter is almost here, so buy some fabric to make winter clothes for the kids."
As she spoke, she looked at her second brother and said, "I have one last one here. I don't know when my second brother will come again. Take it home and try it out to see if it really brings you wealth."
Song Zhizhu stepped forward to take it and squatted down beside her to examine it carefully.
“It looks decent, so I’ll take it.” Song Zhizhu said in a low voice, “You’re quite good at putting on airs now, but being quick-witted is a good thing. I’ll feel more at ease if you’re not bullied.”
He turned to look at Chen Feng, who was carrying the child into the house. "I heard that Chen Guangcai has been bedridden recently. Many people say that he has been attacked by a backlash. There are also rumors that they saw him vomiting blood. It seems that Master Zhang has some skills."
Song Chunxue nodded, and Sanwa and Lao Si did not stop serving them tea and water just because they talked nonsense.
Today is a joyous occasion for Jiang Yeming, the eldest son of the Jiang family. He is moving to a new home and celebrating his child's one-month birthday together, which is a great honor for the Jiang family.
If we neglect the people of the village today, it will be their fault.
Some people ate seven bowls but were still not full. Since the cut noodles weren't enough, they ladled out some meat sauce soup for them to eat with steamed buns.
Farmers have huge appetites, and Song Chunxue has even seen people eat eleven bowls in one meal, so she doesn't find it strange.
To her surprise, even though she had offended the Cheng family a few days ago, every single one of them sent someone over, and some even brought their children.
After all, the Jiang family has never missed a social gathering, and even if there is a great hatred, they should still come.
If you give money as a token of appreciation but don't get to eat at the banquet, wouldn't that be a huge loss?
Therefore, out of the six households in the Cheng family, nine people came.
Song Chunxue didn't feel it was inappropriate; in fact, she felt unhappy if fewer people came.
Not long after the meal, everyone left one after another.
Song Zhizhu gave the child a silver bracelet. He went into the house and put it on the child's wrist in front of the eldest son and his wife.
"This is Chunxue's eldest grandson. Although you have grown distant from your mother and started your own family, it is only natural. But you must remember that no matter what, she will always be your mother."
The eldest son's expression was complicated. No matter who he was, he was always told by others not to be estranged from his mother, as if it made him seem unfilial, which he didn't like to hear.
"I know, Second Uncle. I was out of my mind before, but I won't do it again." The eldest brother said with a straight face but a relatively gentle tone. "We'll visit Second Uncle when we have time."
"Okay." Song Zhizhu put on his straw hat. "Then we'll head back first. Your other uncles are here too. Next time they need something, you have to go and repay them, okay?"
The eldest son nodded, "Second Uncle, I understand."
Song Zhizhu patted him on the shoulder, "Take care."
Chen Feng held the child, head down, without saying a word.
If Master Zhang hadn't come, the matter of the talisman wouldn't have come to light.
The people who should be at her child's one-month celebration are her parents.
But now, when the women and old women in the village come into the house to see the children, they always mention that her parents gave her a talisman, and tell her to control her temper and live a good life in the future.
Whenever she heard this, Chen Feng wanted to take off her shoes and throw them in their faces.
But because of Master Zhang, she is now seen by everyone as an ignorant new bride.
Hearing Song Chunxue in the courtyard say that she had recognized Master Zhang as her senior brother, she found it both laughable and infuriating.
She desperately wanted to spit on Song Chunxue's face.
But now that the boss isn't on her side, she can only suppress this hatred in her heart.
Old woman, just wait and see when she's doing well!
After seeing her family off, Song Chunxue returned to the courtyard, where Sanwa was writing in the book of favors.
In the village, everyone gives a uniform five copper coins as a token of appreciation, with the bride's family giving a little more, ten coins per family.
Li Dazui, the most idle of all, sat on the steps and asked in a high-pitched voice, "Song Chunxue, you and your son will be living separately from now on. Have you thought about how to divide this love money?"
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