Chapter 427 Bookshop
Jiang Yehui remained silent.
Is this considered an implicit agreement?
"Smack!"
Song Chunxue was furious and slapped him across the face.
What angered her wasn't that her second son had accidentally gotten pregnant, but that even though they had already done *that*, he had said in front of Lin Chuncheng that Lin Chunjiao had kissed another man!
What's the difference between him and Lin Chunjiao?
No wonder they became husband and wife; they are truly a perfect match.
She said, "How could God bring together two people from completely different places into a couple for no reason?"
There must be a reason for that!
"Aunt Jiang, please don't be angry..." Miss Lin ran forward a few steps with concern, wanting to plead for Jiang Yehui.
"Alright, you two talk it over. Let me know when you've come to a decision." Song Chunxue waved her hand. "Go talk in the front yard, don't get in my way."
Jiang Yehui was no longer using crutches and was walking with a limp. He covered his cheek and carefully looked at Song Chunxue.
“Mother, I know you’re angry, but since you’re here, as an elder, you must be present for this matter…”
"There's no need. If you want to get married, then get married; if you don't want to get married, then forget it. Just let me know. It's not like you're marrying me, so it's none of my business!"
Song Chunxue was inexplicably angry. Anyway, the children had their own ideas, and she was too lazy to interfere. Why should she keep getting angry?
She knows what the wise thing to do is, but sometimes it's just hard to control her emotions.
Forget it, the second son is twenty-one now, not eleven.
She walked straight to her room, saying, "I'm going to meditate. Don't bother me."
After taking a few steps, she turned to the fourth brother and said, "Come here, I have something to tell you, otherwise it will be too late and others will be delayed."
The fourth son followed closely behind, calling out, "Mother."
Song Chunxue grabbed his ear and pulled him aside.
"From now on, never take someone's virginity before you're married. Don't do anything as stupid as a pig or a dog. If you bring such things to me, you'll get what's coming to you. Remember that?"
The fourth brother was inwardly groaning. It was the second brother who was rolling around on the kang (heated brick bed), but he was the one getting scolded.
"knew."
But the fourth brother still obediently nodded, "Then I'll go and see how they negotiate in your place... oh no, I mean, let's see how they negotiate."
He couldn't let himself suffer this injustice for nothing. Since his mother was unwilling to help, he had to be the witness.
Song Chunxue ignored him and turned to go into the house.
Half an hour later, the Lin siblings left together, and the fourth brother saw them off at the gate.
They couldn't reach an agreement.
The fourth brother closed the gate, looked at his second brother sitting blankly in the front hall, shook his head, and went to the backyard.
"Squeak~"
The fourth brother pushed the door open and came in. Song Chunxue slowly raised her eyelids.
"So, is the second son going to marry her?"
Although she didn't want to listen to their rambling, she couldn't help but ask when she saw the fourth brother come in.
"The deal fell through. That Lin Chuncheng was extremely greedy. He made outrageous demands, saying that after the marriage, he would not only bring his mother over, but also have her buy them a courtyard to live in separately. They didn't want to squeeze in with us, didn't want to sleep on our earthen bed, didn't want to eat noodles... In short, he made all sorts of spoiled demands. My second brother turned his back on the marriage and said he wouldn't marry her."
The fourth brother spread out his palms. "If I hadn't said I was going to call Mom, my second brother would definitely have gotten a beating today."
Song Chunxue was not surprised; the Lin siblings were shrewd, but the second brother was not foolish either.
He must have sensed that if he dared to agree to those unreasonable demands, he would lose his mother.
"It seems they're being cautious enough, at least they haven't gotten pregnant yet, otherwise they definitely wouldn't have dared to make so many demands."
Song Chunxue stared at the fourth brother, "But it's not fair to have sex with someone before the wedding. It could ruin the girl's life if you're not careful. If you dare to do that, you'll be damaging my karma. The second brother can't stop you in time, but you'd better not have any crooked thoughts."
The fourth son scratched the back of his head. "I know, Mother. I went to see the person Uncle Zhang introduced me to today. He might be having some bad luck lately. Why don't you take a look at him when we go down the mountain tomorrow?"
“What could I possibly see?” Song Chunxue warned him. “Don’t tell anyone that I’m practicing Taoism or drawing talismans. I’m a half-baked Taoist, far inferior to my senior brother. Tell them to find a proper Taoist priest or a geomancer, not me.”
The fourth brother chuckled twice, "Mother, don't be in such a hurry to refuse. I didn't mention this to him. I just wanted to take you to meet him so you could see his face and see if he's trustworthy."
Song Chunxue was originally going down the mountain to buy things tomorrow, and she had promised to invite Lord Xie to her home for the Double Ninth Festival, so she naturally couldn't neglect that promise.
"Alright, let's just take a look, but don't talk nonsense."
The fourth brother nodded and took out a small porcelain jar from his pocket. "I saw it on the way and thought it was quite pretty, so I bought it for Mother."
After saying that, he jumped out of the door like a monkey, saying, "I'm going to chop wood."
Did you buy it for her?
Song Chunxue opened the porcelain jar and smelled it. Apricot blossom ointment?
That little rascal, he even knows she likes apricot blossoms.
However, she is far inferior to Hong Ying.
Hongying is so busy, yet she still knows to make insoles and underwear for her, and even makes cloth shoes for her. She doesn't say it, but she always remembers her mother.
I don't know what she was so proud of in her past life. Were her four sons better than other people's four daughters?
Although everyone says that once a daughter gets married, she belongs to another family, at least before she dies, she will bring all sorts of practical things with her to clean up her excrement and urine at her bedside.
On the anniversary of her death, it was always her daughter who returned to mourn.
The son is a descendant of the Jiang family, but what has the mother gained from his childhood to adulthood?
All that remained for her was anger.
She was naughty as a child, and even before she could walk, she knew how to annoy people. She was even more infuriating after she died.
The maternal virtue that had been weighing on her heart these past few days gradually began to loosen. She suspected that it was the work of the ancestral master, who was trying to force her to be a sensible and good mother.
Damn it, after the Double Ninth Festival, she'll go do her own thing and won't bother serving those two heartless little devils.
The next day, she and her fourth brother drove the horse-drawn carriage down the mountain and bought a lot of meat and vegetables, thinking that they would make more variety when they got back, because it would be boring to always serve noodles with meat sauce to their distinguished guests.
Half an hour later, the carriage was crammed full of things.
Passing by a bookstore, Song Chunxue thought to herself that she had never bought a book in both her lives combined.
How about I pick out a couple of new books for myself?
When this thought popped into her head, her heart began to pound, and her entire back began to burn, as if a burning flower in her chest was about to burst out of her body.
"Spring Snow Bookstore?" The fourth son looked up at the signboard and muttered curiously, "This name is quite interesting. It's the same as Mother's name. Mother can go in if she wants to take a look, and I'll watch the carriages outside."
Spring Snow Bookstore?
She suddenly remembered that Lord Xie had said he used the gold she gave him to buy a bookstore. Could this be it?
Is he serious?
"Madam, please come in and have a look. It's alright if you don't buy anything; there's tea inside, and you can rest your feet for a bit." The waiter at the door was very thin, and spoke in a gentle, mild voice, like a poor scholar.
“Okay,” Song Chunxue stepped into the bookstore, “Who is your manager?”
The waiter was taken aback. "Our manager isn't here. What do you want with him?"
Realizing that this was a bit presumptuous, Song Chunxue smiled and said, "It's nothing, I was just asking. I'm looking for a few books."
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