Chapter 226 Petty People Are Hard to Deal With
“Great! I heard that we can bring our families in to see it at noon.” Sanwa glanced at Song Chunxue. “The school is really good.”
What he really wanted to say was, "Reading is wonderful."
If the fourth son can repent and continue his studies, it would be better than him going out into the world too early.
Song Chunxue understood Sanwa's concerns. "If the fourth child can settle down and study, I won't stop him. After all, we can afford to live in this big courtyard. It's not a problem to make sure he studies even if we're frugal. It just depends on whether he's truly committed to studying."
The fourth brother's heart skipped a beat.
"Then I'll go to the school tomorrow morning to take a look?" He tapped his toes, suppressing his excitement, "I'll see before I decide whether I want to study."
"Hmm." The fourth child is still young. If he had even half the focus of the third child, she would be willing to let him study for two more years and live a comfortable life for two more years.
The next morning, the fourth brother went with the third brother to the school gate to take a look.
When he returned, he made no mention of the school.
Song Chunxue didn't press him further, assuming he was still hesitating.
She led the well-fed donkey out of the yard. This time, there were only two of them, so they could only pull two carts.
"By the way, Fourth Brother, you said you wanted to buy fish yesterday. Go and buy two, and give the small one to Third Brother so he can cook it himself."
The fourth brother took the copper coin and said, "I'll go right now."
Hearing the commotion, all the neighbors around the alley came out to see who had bought the large castle.
When they saw that she was just an ordinary farmer, their faces showed disdain and blatant jealousy as they looked Song Chunxue up and down several times.
Song Chunxue ignored them.
Someone asked, "Did you buy this big fort? You look like farmers, how did you save up the money to buy it?"
"They've already started firing, but why didn't they set off a couple of strings of firecrackers? At first, I thought thieves had broken into this fortress. In my opinion, they're just responsible for looking after the yard. Judging from their clothes, they probably couldn't afford such a big yard." A woman with triangular eyes crossed her arms and glanced at Song Chunxue with disdain.
She was dressed in bright, colorful clothes, with a heavy makeup look, and her embroidered shoes were very eye-catching.
City dwellers wear skirts, unlike farmers who wear mid-length or long shirts or trousers underneath for convenience when working in the fields.
That peacock blue long cotton-padded shirt was her best piece of clothing, and it was already a bit too thick to wear now.
"Don't underestimate people. What if they're just being low-key? How many people dress as ostentatiously as you? They're really rich. You're just judging by appearances. All the money your man earns goes to you," another woman scolded irritably.
Song Chunxue didn't say a word, thinking to herself that the relationship between these old neighbors wasn't very good.
"We're asking you a question! Are you mute or deaf? We're just concerned about you, saying all this, can't you at least utter a sound?" The brightly dressed woman glared at Song Chunxue. "And you've even hitched up two donkey carts, are you going to haul manure to the fields?"
Song Chunxue said calmly, "Yes, your family doesn't farm?"
"you……"
Judging from her clothes, her family probably doesn't farm. Business people look down on farmers; it's putting the cart before the horse.
Although farmers are generally poor, the status of ordinary people has always been higher than that of merchants.
Scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants.
Farmers are the foundation of a nation.
Song Chunxue knew that merchants looked down on farmers, but this woman must be running a small business, otherwise why wouldn't she buy the castle?
Too lazy to pay them any attention, Song Chunxue picked up the donkey cart and walked away.
"Hey, what are you so proud of? What kind of way can a poor farmer make money? Buying this castle, I bet the money came from who-knows-where."
"That's right, I think I saw Lord Xie come here. You wouldn't happen to be Lord Xie's mistress, would you?"
"Lord Xie lives in a small courtyard himself. Is it too much of an honor to buy you a large courtyard?"
"What are you thinking? Lord Xie is an outstanding man, how could he possibly take a fancy to an old woman like her? Maybe he's after her daughter and is just living here because of her daughter's connections..."
Song Chunxue strode forward and slapped the person who spoke twice across the face.
"Slap! Slap!"
She pointed at her in a deep voice, "Say it again if you dare?"
The woman, dressed in flamboyant clothes, covered her cheeks and glared at Song Chunxue, but dared not utter a single word.
How could she have such a strong grip? Her whole face went numb.
The other two women who had spoken to him were so frightened that they quickly turned around and went into the yard, closing the door behind them.
They usually didn't dare to mess with that showy old woman, but this new neighbor actually slapped her twice.
Her man is no pushover; they can't afford to mess with him.
At the same time, they couldn't help but feel schadenfreude.
That country woman is so stupid. She's new here and knows nothing, yet she dares to provoke people. She'll get her comeuppance later.
"You, you, you..." Seeing everyone else had run away, the flamboyant woman pointed at Song Chunxue and said, "You dare hit me? Do you know what my husband does? I'll kill you later, you believe me!"
“I believe you. Tell him to come and hit me. I’m waiting.” Song Chunxue put one hand on her hip. “Tell him to come out now. I want to ask him how he disciplines his wife and why he has such a foul mouth.”
At that moment, Yao Man appeared at the alley entrance.
"What's wrong?"
She looked at the flamboyant old woman and couldn't help but ask, "Sister-in-law Tian, did you bully Sister Song?"
"What, you know her?" The flamboyant woman glared at Yao Man, then covered her cheek and stared at Song Chunxue. "You're all widows, aren't you? Otherwise, why do you all look like dead people?"
Song Chunxue looked at her coldly, "Do you have to be like me, about the same age, dressed like a vixen, as if you're afraid others won't notice you're desperate for a man, instead of looking like a dead person?"
"You son of a bitch..."
Song Chunxue stared straight at her, "Go ahead and curse, but if you curse too hard, I'll tear your mouth apart."
"When my husband comes back, I'll definitely kill you!"
Yao Man couldn't help but laugh. "Sister-in-law Tian, do you even know who she is? Using your methods to deal with people, aren't you afraid of ending up in jail?"
"What, doesn't she know Lord Xie?"
The words had barely left her mouth when she broke out in a cold sweat. She had been so focused on cursing that she had almost forgotten that Lord Xie was a busybody.
He was able to uncover and exonerate even decades-old unjust cases in the county.
It is said that all the officials in the county government, big and small, except for the county magistrate who had someone protecting him, were either replaced or arrested, and two of them were executed in the autumn.
He would uphold justice even for ordinary people, let alone people he knew.
Yao Man crossed her arms and said with a half-smile, "Now you're scared?"
"I advise you to go home and clean your mouth, stop bothering people with that disgusting look of yours. If you dare to lay a finger on Sister Song's family, tomorrow the corrupt merchants in this county, Lord Xie will target your husband. Anyway, I heard that recently several people have filed lawsuits against your husband and his gang for doing inhuman things."
Song Chunxue listened quietly; it seemed that the neighbors in this county were not easy to get along with.
Since she was new to the area, she needed to find a way to make people take her kindness for granted.
Since ancient times, the strong have reigned supreme.
Even if they know you have a strong fist, or even if they know you're a wicked person who does all sorts of evil, they'll still praise you to the skies.
"I spoke without thinking. I hope you won't hold a grudge against me, Sister Song, and won't complain to the authorities. I apologize to you."
"..." This show-off is so flexible, she even apologized to her with a swollen cheek. Doesn't she hate her to death in private?
This petty person is so difficult to deal with, what should I do?
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