Chapter 235 They Came Knocking



Chapter 235 They Came Knocking

Oh!

So that's where her bad luck in love was.

Song Chunxue didn't blush or get angry.

Lord Xie, however, pointed at Mei Yang and angrily berated him for being shameless.

“My lord, there’s no need to argue with such a person,” Song Chunxue interrupted Xie Zheng, bowing to Mei Yang and saying, “I was very rude just now, but there was a reason for it. You started it. If you think you hit me too hard, you can hit me back, and I will not fight back.”

Mei Yang stared at her expressionless face, and couldn't help but put his fist to his lips. The sleeves of her gray-white short-sleeved shirt were very narrow, as if they were about to burst from his arms.

"Sister-in-law is a wonderful person. If I really switched back, how would I ever be able to stay in the gang?"

He waved his hand, "Alright, you can go now. We won't make things difficult for Lord Xie today. We'll visit his home again tomorrow."

Others were unhappy.

"Brother Yang, that widow hit you..."

"Hmm?" Mei Yang turned her head and stared coldly at the person who spoke. "What widow? That sounds awful. It's not her fault that her man died."

Song Chunxue thought to herself, "It's rare that he actually said something human."

"Lord Xie, let's go."

To avoid causing any trouble, Song Chunxue walked quickly ahead, not wanting to get entangled with them.

If they change their minds, without anyone else to help, she, Xie Zheng, and Liu Chunshu are no match for this group.

Xie Zheng was both anxious and angry, a ball of fire burning inside him, unable to rise or fall.

He took two steps in his black official boots and then turned back.

"Meiyang, go back and tell Master Ren again that Xie has absolutely no intention of marrying. If he dares to harass you again, I will find a way to remove the official position he bought!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeve and hurriedly chased after her.

To avoid embarrassment for everyone, Song Chunxue ran as soon as she stepped out of the alley.

But Liu Chunshu was oblivious and ran faster than her, blocking her way.

"Sister-in-law Jiang, our adults would like to express our gratitude in person."

Song Chunxue waved her hands repeatedly, "No need, no need, it's a small matter and not worth mentioning. The buckwheat noodles at home are waiting for me to steam when I get back, I'll be going now."

"Oh, Sister-in-law Jiang..."

"I will visit you another day to express my gratitude. We owe Sanwa a great deal."

As she spoke, she had already run more than ten meters away with her basket.

There's no need to thank me; it's best not to mention this blunder again.

She took the two newly bought pairs of bowls and a beautiful porcelain plate home.

Thinking back to that moment, she used all her strength to smash the plate, and it sounded quite painful.

Never mind, she can find someone else to plow the land tomorrow.

That evening, she didn't mention it to Sanwa or Lao Si.

But after eating two bowls of lentil noodles, the fourth brother said that he would set off the day after tomorrow to join a camel caravan to Luoyang.

Song Chunxue asked, "Is it absolutely necessary to go?"

The fourth brother nodded, "Yes, we discussed it before the New Year, and I don't want to break my promise."

Song Chunxue and Sanwa exchanged a glance and did not stop them.

Do you know any of the people in the caravan?

"I know him. He's Xu Yue's distant cousin. We've already questioned him carefully and even saw the camel caravan. There won't be any problems."

"Who is the leader of that caravan?" Song Chunxue thought, and decided to ask Yao Man again tomorrow, as she might know those people.

"His name is Xu Zhou, he's thirty-two years old this year, and I heard he's already the leader of an old caravan, so Mother, don't worry." The fourth son was a little excited. "They say that things from Luoyang are good and cheap, so we're sure to make a lot of money."

Sanwa spoke up, "The caravans are the ones making the big money. You guys are just doing odd jobs. Don't be fooled by them. Don't rush in if anything happens."

The fourth brother frowned and reluctantly said, "I understand."

He's not stupid; why would he rush headlong into trouble like an idiot?

"Alright, what kind of luggage do you need to pack, and how much silver do you want to bring?"

Upon hearing about money, the fourth brother became unusually awkward, his smile wry and his head scratching sheepishly.

Song Chunxue chuckled, "What, are you afraid I won't give you more if you ask for too much?"

"I have a feeling your caravan isn't very reliable this time, so I'll give you one or two taels of silver for the journey. The rest can wait until you return from Luoyang. Your caravan must have brought food, it won't cost much. If you encounter robbers, your money will be stolen."

The fourth son nodded, "That's enough, that's enough. One tael of silver is plenty. Take a few dozen copper coins with the rest. I'll hide the loose silver that Mother gave me in my clothes, just in case."

He happily got up to pack his things.

"Mother, I'll go see how many clothes I need to bring, and I also need to prepare a pair of shoes."

Song Chunxue called out into the courtyard, "Bring me anything you need for mending, I'll sew it for you tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

The next day, Song Chunxue steamed a scroll made of sesame powder and sesame oil, which was incredibly delicious.

The fourth son sighed repeatedly, "Why should he go out to earn money? He should just stay with his mother from now on."

This sentence reminded Song Chunxue.

If the fourth brother comes back after hitting a wall, he wants to find a stable job. Later, that shop can be cleared out and he can run it himself.

The fourth brother should be responsible for his own profits and losses.

After Sanwa and Lao Si went out, Song Chunxue swept the yard, fed the livestock, and then prepared to go out to find someone else to help with the farming.

However, as she closed and locked the door, she heard someone walk up to her from behind.

She didn't turn around, but pricked up her ears to listen for any sounds.

"Sister-in-law Jiang, are you going out? Are you still tilling your land?"

This Mei Yang actually found his way here.

Song Chunxue put the key away and turned to avoid him.

Mei Yang blocked her way, forcing her to look up.

"How did you find this place?" She hadn't expected that someone could actually have such a great skill.

“Zhao Rong lives diagonally across the street, over there,” Mei Yang pointed to the gate of the courtyard of Sister Tian’s house, the one that had insulted her a few days ago, “the couple didn’t dare to come out to see you, saying that Tian E had insulted you and that you had slapped her twice.”

"What a coincidence! A few days ago, Zhao Rong came to me, saying he wanted to teach the woman living in this fort a lesson. I never expected it to be you."

Mei Yang looked down at her with a half-smile.

"I didn't realize that my sister-in-law was so decisive, no less so than a man. She acted very swiftly, and you can still vaguely see the finger marks on Tian'e's face."

Song Chunxue looked at him indifferently, "You insist on tilling my family's land?"

"All the old men in Zhuanglang City who farm for others are under my jurisdiction. You won't find anyone else but me, so only I can earn this money."

"Will you raise the price?"

Mei Yang was amused by her and turned to look at his two followers behind him, "If you'd like, sister-in-law, you could treat us to a pot of tea."

Hearing him say that, Song Chunxue decided not to beat around the bush.

“Alright, here’s an extra fifty coins for you. Consider it my apology for treating you to tea.” Song Chunxue took out her keys. “Wait for me outside while I go get the money.”

"Won't you invite us in for a seat?"

Song Chunxue turned to look at him.

"Forget it, there's always trouble around a widow's door. Hurry up."

Mei Yang turned around and walked to the opposite courtyard wall, squatted down and played with a piece of ice grass.

"..." Knowing this is the truth, yet still insisting on arguing, no wonder he's a gangster.

Song Chunxue took out two hundred copper coins. "Do you want me to fetch the donkey?"

"Sure, as long as you're not afraid I'll sell your donkey."

She was afraid.

"Then use your livestock to plow the fields, and I'll give you the rest after I finish plowing."

Mei Yang smiled, "Since you replaced the grain measure for everyone, I won't charge you extra."

At this point, he leaned forward, lowered his voice, and asked seriously, "I have a question for you. Do you hire live-in sons-in-law?"

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