Chapter 291 Can You Do It Alone?
Sanwa subconsciously looked at Song Chunxue, then looked down at his fingers.
"Don't worry, father-in-law. I said on the way here that if Sanwa ever dares to take a concubine, I will break his legs."
"Although our lives have improved, we must not forget our roots. We have all suffered and seen so many examples. It is better to marry a wife. Taking a concubine is not good for anyone; it will cause chaos."
“I also told Sanwa that if he ever does anything to wrong Mulan, I will kick him out of the house.”
"Please rest assured, my in-laws, I have the utmost contempt for men who have multiple wives and concubines, and my son is even less so."
Sanwa lowered his head, thinking to himself that he had never had such thoughts before. How could he be described as having committed such a heinous act, as if he were going out and having affairs?
"Sanwa, say something."
Suddenly called out by Song Chunxue, Sanwa sat up straight and said, "Please rest assured, father-in-law and mother-in-law, I will only marry Mulan in this life."
Xie gave Xia Changwen a wink, "Why are you scaring the child? They're not even married yet."
In Xie's view, such matters should be left unresolved, as they are mostly of no benefit.
If it's going to rain, it's going to rain; if a mother wants to remarry, it's going to rain. In the future, when Sanwa becomes successful and wants to marry someone else, who can stop him?
Human hearts are unpredictable. Those who swear to heaven that they will be struck by lightning if they break their oaths still break them.
Words can be spoken easily, but promises must be kept in the heart.
The most difficult thing to control in this world is the human heart.
If you can't even fight your own true feelings, how can you fight against someone else's?
Madam Xie looked at Mulan and said, "From now on, you'll be married and living your life. Around this time next year, you..."
Her eyes reddened and she couldn't continue speaking, then she looked at Song Chunxue.
“Our Mulan is sensible, well-behaved, and hardworking. We’ve never spoiled her. We’re just worried that she won’t know how to do this or that after she gets married.”
"Mother." Mulan pursed her lips and called out softly, large tears sliding down her cheeks.
Sanwa sat on a stool in the distance, staring at her tears, frozen in place.
He quickly looked away, thinking, "Isn't getting married a joyous occasion? Why is she crying?"
Could it be that she doesn't want to marry him?
On the way back, he remained sullen, deeply impressed by that glistening tear.
"What's wrong? Did you not like Mulan when you saw her, or are you unhappy because you heard you can't marry anyone else?"
Sanwa shook his head slightly. "No, she cried because she didn't want to get married and come to our family?"
Song Chunxue chuckled helplessly.
“Silly child, why don’t you think about Mulan? Once she’s married, she’ll be living with us. As the saying goes, a married daughter is like water spilled from a cup. From now on, she’ll be a member of the Jiang family. All year round, except for holidays when she comes home to visit relatives, she’ll be living with us.”
“Girls are different from boys. They have to follow their husbands wherever they go after marriage. After marriage, they become part of their husband’s family and can’t stay by their parents’ side to be filial as often as before. How can she not be sad?”
"No matter how good you are to her, she is still a child born of her parents."
At this point, Song Chunxue sighed, "Besides, what woman can guarantee that the person she marries will treat her well?"
Sanwa suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly while holding the reins.
"That's good. I'll treat her well from now on." The doubts from before vanished, and Sanwa said happily, "Now I don't have to herd sheep anymore, so she definitely won't have to work so hard after marrying me."
Song Chunxue was both amused and exasperated.
Even at this hour, he's still thinking about herding sheep.
Come to think of it, he did herd sheep for over nine years.
In the dead of night, he might still feel that he is that little shepherd with a sheep shovel, herding sheep on the mountain.
She couldn't help but shudder.
If all of this really is a dream, what if one day they wake up and find themselves still in Lijiazhuang, farming and herding sheep...
Oh.
Song Chunxue quickly came to terms with it.
It's all just a dream anyway, so just live life to the fullest.
*
After returning from the Xia family, Song Chunxue immediately made arrangements to go to Hongying's house.
Before that, she needed to explain some things to the Taoist priest.
The harvests last year and this year were poor, and many farmers could barely feed themselves, even if nothing went wrong.
If there's even a small event at home, like a funeral, a wedding, or the birth of a child, the family suddenly finds themselves in financial straits.
Two years ago, a plague raged. Even though she and the Taoist priest refused to charge those who came seeking medicine during this critical time, the medicine still didn't work.
The plague came in the autumn, and many people did not survive the winter.
The following year, the plague finally disappeared, but many people missed the spring planting season. Coupled with the drought, there were many more beggars on the streets in the past two years.
Song Chunxue stored all the grain from Lijiazhuangzi in another courtyard. She had discussed with the Taoist priest that if they encountered any difficulties, they would send some wheat to them.
This kind of thing should be done by the Taoist priest. For the safety of the Jiang family, Song Chunxue should not have shown up for this.
She arrived at the clinic, and sure enough, her senior brother was seeing patients that day.
Before leaving home, she casually cast a divination and learned that her senior brother was not on the mountain, so she came to the clinic to try her luck.
Speaking of which, she has learned a lot in the past two years. Whenever Aunt Tian goes out, she always asks her to tell her fortune.
Rumors have spread that she's a local fortune teller, and more and more people are coming to her to buy lucky charms.
Because there were too many people, Song Chunxue raised the price to 200 coins per piece.
But people still come from far and wide, even spending a lot of money to buy the lucky charm.
Actually, she's not only good at drawing lucky charms, but her protective amulets are also very effective, and her talismans for warding off evil are also very useful. Even her senior brother praised her.
However, everyone just wants a lucky charm.
“Junior brother, you’ve arrived just in time. Come and give him acupuncture.” The Taoist priest held silver needles in his hand. “Let your senior brother test you and see if you can find the three acupoints accurately.”
Song Chunxue waved her hands repeatedly, "Senior brother is joking. I can only give myself a couple of acupuncture needles, how could I possibly do that to a patient?"
The person lying on the bed was a slovenly, burly man. He smiled at Song Chunxue and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing. Try a couple of acupuncture needles. The Taoist priest was just mentioning his junior brother. I didn't expect him to be a female Taoist priest."
"What are you afraid of? If you don't do a good job, your senior brother will still be there. If your senior brother leaves in the future, you will have to practice acupuncture on patients after you have learned so much. Didn't you practice acupuncture two years ago?"
The Taoist priest waved his hand, "Come here, let me see how well you've been learning lately."
Song Chunxue steeled herself and walked over, picked up the silver needles in a serious manner, pinched the man's body a couple of times with one hand, and then inserted the needles into the acupoints.
“Hmm, you found the acupuncture points quite accurately. Do you remember the acupuncture technique I taught you? He has a Yang deficiency constitution. You can help him strengthen his Yang. I’ll go get the medicine.” The Taoist priest turned and walked towards the medicine cabinet. “Lei Yun has something to do today, so I’ll cover for him for two days.”
"Senior brother, aren't you watching me...?"
"Auntie, go ahead and get the injection, it's nothing serious."
In fact, Song Chunxue had already pricked herself with needles, but she had never seen such fat flesh before. It was soft and fluffy, making it difficult to find the acupoints.
"Senior brother, I'm planning to go on a long trip, so I'm here today to bring you the keys."
The Taoist priest paused in his tea-drinking motion. "Where to?"
"Go to Liangzhou City and find my daughter."
"Are you sure you can manage on your own?" The Taoist priest pondered for a moment. "I'll take you there."
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