Chapter 24 Say it again
The silver bracelet lay on the ground, its brilliance still shining through in the night.
Taking a deep breath, Song Chunxue suppressed the urge to curse.
She doesn't have a loud voice to begin with, and she's made herself sick by getting angry.
In her past life, she had experienced disappointment time and time again, and was so angry with the eldest brother and Chen Feng that she cried. Her throat was often swollen from anger, and she couldn't speak for several days.
There's no hope for the boss; Chen Feng has him completely under her control, and Song Chunxue can't change that.
That silver bracelet was something she had kept hidden away for over twenty years; it was a gift from her child's grandmother, and now she wanted to wear it herself.
She always wanted a silver hairpin, but she never made one for herself until her death.
This time, she's going to turn the bracelet into a hairpin.
According to those wandering ghosts, if they wear a silver hairpin after death, they can still part the Naihe River when crossing the Naihe Bridge.
"Boss, bring it to me."
Unable to withstand Song Chunxue's gaze, the eldest brother obediently picked it up and handed it to her.
He glanced at the three children behind Song Chunxue.
Sanwa stood at the door, staring at him intently, like a dog standing up for its mother.
He felt incredibly humiliated, torn between his pregnant wife and his own mother, and he didn't want to offend either of them.
But he can beat his younger brother.
"What are you looking at? Go back inside!"
The eldest brother shouted loudly at the third brother.
Sanwa stood still, looking at him indifferently.
His appearance angered the boss, who pretended to push him.
Song Chunxue saw through his intention and suddenly pushed the eldest brother with both hands.
Caught off guard, the eldest brother fell backward to the ground, his face filled with astonishment.
"You got hit and scolded by Chen Feng, and you have nowhere to vent your anger, so you take it out on Sanwa, right? Jiang Yeming, that's all you've got."
"Don't forget, the land hasn't been divided yet. You guys look very strong, so don't use the water in this cistern tomorrow. Go fetch water from the river to drink."
"You two are such hot-tempered and stubborn people, then you'd better show some backbone."
While he was still in a daze, Song Chunxue said something and then turned around and dragged Sanwa into the yard.
"Bang!"
The courtyard gate closed from the inside, and Jiang Yeming angrily kicked the wooden bucket at his feet far away.
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Early in the morning, Song Chunxue gathered all the things she could carry together and wrapped them into a large bundle, which she then handed to her second son.
Sanwa went to the sheepfold, caught five sheep, tied them together with a rope, and walked with them to the village market.
All the selected soldiers from the village would meet there.
About half an hour later, they arrived at the market and could see young men carrying bundles gathering under a coarse cloth shed in the distance.
The third child saw that there was still time, so he insisted on selling the sheep first and then giving them to the second child.
The second son didn't object and followed them to the sheep dealer's courtyard, where they sold five sheep.
One sheep costs two hundred coins, and five sheep cost exactly one string of cash, which is one tael of silver.
When the sheep trader praised Sanwa for raising fat sheep, Sanwa smiled happily while counting his money.
He counted the money and handed it to Song Chunxue, saying, "Mother, count it for me."
"Didn't you already count them? You don't need to count anymore," Song Chunxue said with a smile. "You don't need to give them to me. You bought all those lambs. The ewes gave birth to lambs in the middle of the night, and you took care of them all. You can keep them."
Sanwa looked at Song Chunxue in surprise, as Song Chunxue was usually the one who picked up all this money.
The second son was also surprised. "Mom, how can you give all of this to the third son? He's still young and doesn't know how to save money. What if he spends it all and then he won't have money to get married in the future?"
“He’s never had this much money before, it’s not good to give him so much at once,” the second son suggested. “Mother can give him some, and I’ll keep the rest.”
That's true, Song Chunxue can't spoil the third child too much all at once.
If she's spoiled, the third child might become the second eldest, and when she dies, she might not even have a coffin.
She took out a hundred coins and handed them to Sanwa, saying, "Here, take these. Spend them slowly, and ask me for more when you've used them up."
One hundred coins?
Sanwa was stunned; he had only managed to save a hundred coins over the years.
In the past, whenever he sold sheep, his mother would give him a maximum of five coins, and sometimes ten coins.
He was a little unaccustomed to being given a hundred coins all at once.
Looking at the silly look on the third child's face, the second child couldn't help but laugh and said, "Take it. Mother gave me several taels. Look at you, you've never seen the world before. You'll be getting married in a couple of years, and then you'll have to manage your own money and live your own life."
Sanwa scratched his head and happily tucked the money into his pocket.
Song Chunxue gave another hundred coins to the second son, saying, "Here, eat and drink on the road, don't be too stingy."
"No need, I have enough."
The second brother declined, then turned to look at the bustling young faces, all of whom were going to the army to make a living, just like him. For the first time, he truly felt the sadness of parting.
"Take it," Song Chunxue stuffed the money into his arms and whispered, "Anyway, there won't be many more opportunities to give you money in the future."
The second son didn't refuse anymore. He took the money, turned around, and left, saying, "Then you guys go back. I'm leaving now. I'll write to you later."
"Then you must take good care of yourself and never go back to farming," Song Chunxue instructed. "Make yourself proud."
The second son nodded and didn't look up at them again.
He suppressed his nervousness and bitterness, pursed his lips, and turned to walk under the simple cloth shed.
Today the weather is fine and sunny, and the market is unusually crowded.
The roadside was lined with parents seeing their children off and young men about to join the army.
Some of them had already started families and had children, and their children also came to see them off.
Song Chunxue watched her second son's figure gradually disappear into the crowd and couldn't help but sigh.
Sanwa stood behind her, gazing at the crowd with deep reluctance in his eyes.
"Let's go, let's go buy you a sheep shovel and a hat." Song Chunxue turned to Sanwa and said, "Let's also buy a few chicks so we can eat more eggs and meat to help you get stronger."
Sanwa took two steps back. "Are you leaving already? Aren't you going to see your second brother?"
Having composed herself, Song Chunxue smiled and said, "Anyway, we can't see him anymore. Let's buy everything and go home early, so your older brother and sister-in-law won't touch anything in the house again."
Although she locked the gate before leaving, she knew the couple well.
At Chen Feng's urging, not only did they dare to climb over the wall, but the eldest brother even dared to kill the guard dogs on the estate.
Song Chunxue bought some salt and five chicks to take home; after all, each chick only cost two coins.
When I got home, the sun was high in the sky, just in time to make lunch.
Song Chunxue opened the courtyard gate and went to the kitchen, while Sanwa headed straight for the sheepfold.
He only had eyes for the flock of sheep, fearing that if he wasted the whole morning, the sheep would lose weight.
With money in his pocket, he was as happy as a child, humming a song unconsciously while feeding the animals water and grass.
When the eldest son and his wife returned from making mud bricks, they saw how happy their third son was and knew that his mother had given him something good again.
The eldest son stood at the entrance of the sheepfold and asked the third son, "How many sheep did you sell today? How much money did you make?"
Sanwa doesn't lie; he'll tell the truth.
"What? Mother gave you a hundred coins?" the eldest son said indignantly. "How old are you? What do you need so much money for?"
Sanwa also knew how to talk back, "The fourth brother is younger than me, but he can spend a tael of silver every year. Anyone can spend money."
The eldest brother frowned and said sternly, "Where's the money? Let me see it."
Sanwa turned his head and rubbed the little lamb's head. "Why should I?"
"Say it again?" The eldest brother, Jiang Yeming, was furious when he saw his usually obedient third brother talking back to him.
He put down the basket he was carrying, pointed at Sanwa, and shouted, "You come out here!"
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