Chapter 322 Really
The Jia Family Compound.
At the dinner table, Song Chunxue learned that the courtyard was originally called the Jia Family Courtyard.
Almost everyone in Liangzhou City had heard of this courtyard.
Because the Jia family was large and wealthy, they were always a well-known and respected family.
However, fate is fickle, and no one could have predicted that a wealthy family like the Jia family would fall into decline without anyone noticing.
However, some people say that the Jia family is so powerful that they no longer care about staying in this small place, and that the entire family has been moving to the capital in recent years.
However, many people used to say that this courtyard had good feng shui.
However, the Jia family quietly left Liangzhou City, and rumors spread. Many people speculated that someone had died in the courtyard and that the feng shui had been ruined. Although many people wanted to buy it, they kept a wait-and-see attitude.
Therefore, when the caretaker saw that the Taoist priest was so decisive yesterday, and the previous owner of the courtyard did not raise the price, he sold it for sixty taels of silver.
Actually, the furniture in this courtyard, combined with the courtyard itself, would be a loss even at a price of one hundred taels of silver.
However, the Jia family urgently needed money, and they were afraid that raising prices would scare away buyers.
If it weren't for my senior brother keeping an eye on this courtyard for several years, they definitely wouldn't have been able to buy such a large courtyard.
"Meat, meat, eat meat!" Little Dragon clapped his hands happily while standing on the chair.
"Mom, I want to eat pig's trotters." Xiujuan pointed at the steaming pig's trotters on the table, her mouth watering.
Xiao Xu looked at her father, He Chuan, and whispered, "Dad, can I have a chicken foot?"
Jiang Hongying and He Chuan kept putting food on each other's plates, and the three children made them stand up every now and then.
Seeing the children's delighted expressions as they stared at the table full of delicious food, Song Chunxue felt very gratified.
She quietly picked up her food, showing no intention of helping Hongying.
It's been years since we've had this much commotion. Raising children is the most demanding thing to do.
Although Hongying's child was relatively well-behaved, Song Chunxue still couldn't help but feel a headache.
She doesn't want to recall the chaotic days she spent raising five children; it terrifies her.
In reality, more than fifty years have passed since those children were that age.
Looking back now, Song Chunxue admires herself for how her eldest son wanted to eat this, her second son wanted to eat that, her third son was already feeding himself with a spoon, and her fourth son's bowl fell to the ground.
If it weren't for the fact that Hongying was sensible enough to help her take care of the fourth child, she would have had an even bigger headache.
Looking back now, of all the children, she treated Sanwa and Hongying the worst.
Although she has tried her best to make amends, she is no longer a good mother.
She no longer has the patience and resilience she once had to take care of the child.
"Mother, please eat quickly."
After finally settling the children in, Jiang Hongying pulled the stool forward and saw her mother staring blankly at the children. She quickly put a few pieces of chicken on her plate.
"Okay, I'm eating. You should eat too, don't just focus on the child." Song Chunxue tore off a chicken leg and handed it to her.
"Mother, you eat with the Taoist priest..."
“This is for you. You are my child, so I’m happy to give you the best things.” Song Chunxue insisted on pressing the chicken leg into her bowl. “I don’t crave meat now. You need to eat well so you have the energy to take care of the baby and clean the house.”
Jiang Hongying nodded with tears welling up in her eyes, "Yes, I'll eat."
He Chuan poured himself a glass of wine, raised it with both hands, and looked at Song Chunxue and the Taoist priest.
"Mother-in-law, Taoist priest, I would like to offer you a toast."
He Chuan stood up and said sincerely, "Although I never thought I would have the good fortune to live off a woman in this life, I am already very content to be able to live in such a courtyard and eat such sumptuous meals for the time being."
"..." Song Chunxue almost burst out laughing. How come she never noticed before that her son-in-law was so funny?
She raised her glass. "I'm just glad you won't blame me for mistreating your family. I'm doing this for Hongying. If you treat my Hongying well, everything will be fine."
The Taoist priest chuckled and clinked glasses with him. "He's an honest kid, just a little simple-minded."
As he spoke, he dipped his ring finger into the wine glass, flicked it onto He Chuan, and quickly recited an incantation so fast that He Chuan didn't even notice.
The Taoist priest tilted his head back and drank the wine. "Alright, you can eat as much as you want, don't worry about me."
"That's right, you and the kids can eat as much as you want. We're old folks, so don't worry about us."
He Chuan sat down with a smile and put a chicken gizzard on Jiang Hongying's plate.
Hongying likes to eat chicken gizzards and wings, and she also likes to gnaw on chicken feet. Little did she know that He Chuan knew.
Song Chunxue thought to herself that Hongying trusted him so much because He Chuan had treated her well in private.
Seeing the family of five eating with their mouths full of oil, Song Chunxue lowered her voice and asked, "Senior brother, did you notice something just now? Is He Chuan alright?"
“There were some minor issues, which have been resolved,” the Taoist priest said in a low voice. “But your in-laws will be coming tomorrow, so be careful. I’ll go and meet my old friend tomorrow.”
"When will we leave? Have you calculated it, Senior Brother?"
"No need to calculate, it will happen in the next few days." The Taoist priest chewed on a chicken cartilage. "Let things take their natural course, don't try to calculate every single thing that happens."
Song Chunxue nodded, "That's true."
After dinner, it was time to choose a room.
Song Chunxue led them to the backyard and pointed out the north room, which she had cleaned the cleanest that afternoon, to Hongying and Hechuan.
The one to the east was given to Xiaoxu, and the one to the west was given to Xiujuan.
But they all grew up sleeping on heated brick beds, and they dared not sleep alone.
So, the whole family of five squeezed into the north room tonight.
Song Chunxue and the Taoist priest settled down in the north and east rooms of the front yard.
The children were curious about everything in the yard and couldn't put it down.
"Mom, this table is so pretty!"
"Mom, this bed is so soft, and it doesn't smell at all. No wonder my grandma said she wanted to throw away the old bedding."
"Dad, look at the carvings on this cabinet, they're so shiny."
When Hongying and Hechuan went to the kitchen to boil water to wash their feet, the children stayed close by.
"Mom, this yard is so clean, our donkey would definitely love to roll around here."
“I want to roll around here too, it’s so comfortable.” As she spoke, Xiujuan lay down on the ground. “This ground is cleaner than my grandma’s kang (heated brick bed). I want to sleep in the yard.”
Just as Jiang Hongying was about to stop him, Xiaolong lay down as well, saying, "Mom, it really is comfortable in the yard."
Xiao Xu pointed to a row of green tiles on the courtyard wall and couldn't help but feel happy, "This courtyard is so beautiful, it's beautiful everywhere."
Jiang Hongying and He Chuan went to great lengths to carry the three children into the house.
After she had put the child to sleep, she went to Song Chunxue's room.
"Mom, I can't sleep."
Song Chunxue was sitting cross-legged on the bed, when she opened her eyes. "What's wrong?"
“Living in such a nice courtyard, I can’t sleep. It’s like a dream.” Jiang Hongying smiled self-deprecatingly. “I’m afraid I can’t keep this good fortune. If He Chuan’s mother knew that we were living in the Jia family compound, she would definitely try to find a way to move in.”
"Mother, why don't you give me five taels of silver so we can build a mud house and live in peace?"
Song Chunxue said with a heavy heart, "I can give you the money, but you have to look after this courtyard for the Taoist priest. This courtyard has good feng shui, and maybe Xiaolong and Xiaoxu will be able to pass the imperial examination and become scholars in the future."
Jiang Hongying's eyes lit up. "Really?"
"Otherwise, do you think I became rich for no reason?"
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