Chapter 903 I've never tried it.
As Song Chunxue walked, she slapped herself repeatedly, thinking of how she had made things difficult for Mulan in her past life, and muttered to herself, "What a sharp tongue!"
"Hey you, we've never wronged each other, yet you're making veiled accusations. Stop it, let's talk this out. Why are you insulting me?"
An old man carrying a bucket of manure chased after Song Chunxue.
See? He always takes the blame for everything, thinking he's the emperor or the main character on stage.
Song Chunxue quickened her pace and rolled her eyes. What a fuss.
It's hard not to feel annoyed when you listen to him talk.
She arrived at her own fortress and, hearing noises inside, raised her hand and knocked on the door.
"Wait a minute."
Clear footsteps could be heard coming from inside the wooden door; the feet were clearly unsteady, and the force of the footsteps was not controlled, making a piapiapia sound.
"Huh? Why isn't this dog barking?"
"Squeak~"
The two dogs inside rushed out first, lunging at Song Chunxue and placing their paws high on her body.
"So it's the master of the house," Li Dazui said with a smile. "I've been looking after your yard these past few days, so I haven't done much tidying up. I even took some money from Hongying. Don't scold me, I'll tidy up slowly."
Song Chunxue laughed and said, "It's good that you don't think you're wasting your talents. You used to be educated and taught students. How can you be willing to do this kind of thing? Don't you want to farm anymore?"
"Sigh, I won't plant. There are plenty of people who are eager to plant. As long as it's enough to pay the grain tax, that's fine. I'll buy my own food. Isn't guarding the gate easier than me foraging for food on this barren mountain?"
That's true.
There will always be someone to cultivate the land; these days, grain is more valuable than gold.
However, if a family is too poor, even a slight mishap can lead to difficulties in making a living after taxes and corvée labor.
"And what about your son?"
When talking about his son, Li Dazui picked up a broom and swept around the yard. "He keeps nagging me to go back and raise pigs. He always thinks that I'm just causing him trouble by wandering around at my age. He also says that if I die, people will only gossip about me behind my back."
"Hmph, he only thinks about himself. If he had said a word for me when the child's mother was being sarcastic and complaining about me, I wouldn't be so heartbroken."
Li Dazui waved his hand, "Let's not talk about that. Taking care of myself is better than anything else."
When Song Chunxue saw Li Dazui say this, she raised her sleeve to wipe away her tears, looking aggrieved.
Clearly, he was truly frustrated.
But who can he reason with? His son is a mild-mannered person, and his daughter-in-law is much stronger than Chen Feng, but she clearly doesn't want to live under the same roof as Li Dazui.
But Li Dazui is a naturally talkative person with an extremely strong sense of self-esteem, and he likes to fuss over the smallest things.
Either stay alone, or stay at home alone.
"It's my fault for encouraging you to leave the village. Now you're used to the wild and don't want to go back, right?" Song Chunxue stroked the fur of the two wolfhounds. "Is there any easier work you'd like to do?"
"Isn't this easy?" Li Dazui scratched his head sheepishly. "I just guard the door and feed the dogs. If it weren't for the two dogs scratching at the door for food, I could sleep until the sun is high in the sky."
"As long as you're satisfied."
"What's there to complain about? If you want to chat, you can't go to the street and run into a few gossipy old men and women?" He stopped, holding the broom, and grinned slyly. "No one on this street dares to bully me, or I'll just casually expose their shameful deeds."
Song Chunxue was very surprised, "You have this ability?"
“Then what do you think,” Li Dazui patted his chest with no small amount of pride, “otherwise do you think all I’ve done all these years is brag and raise pigs? I have so many cousins, why do you think they wouldn’t dare to take advantage of me?”
"Why?" She felt that she had underestimated Li Dazui before.
"Of course, it's because they think I'm an honest person who won't talk back and will only suffer in silence. But as time goes by, they'll gradually realize that bullying me is never a good thing, and I'll retaliate in a sneaky way. But everyone praises my good temper."
Song Chunxue couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "You're amazing. I didn't realize you were so shrewd."
"What cunning? It's just that I've been bullied so many times that I've learned to stay calm and collected. Practice makes perfect."
"..." Song Chunxue felt a little uncomfortable looking at his proud and smug expression.
"By the way, did you come back because of the boss's matter?"
"..." Song Chunxue turned her face away, thinking it was hard to say who deserved more sympathy.
"I told you that flowers dyed with a bias won't hold their color, and your eldest son is the same, he can't even be raised properly. These past few years he's gotten too big for his britches and lost his way, what can you say? Do you think you can just take that kid in by his aunt?"
"..." It has to be said that Li Dazui's mouth is really powerful; his authentic old-fashioned dialect hits the nail on the head.
Being smothered in smugness is similar to being overjoyed, but a bit more serious.
She's already told the whole truth, so what else could she say?
“Having a son like this is really tough for me,” Song Chunxue said irritably. “Is it my fault for not raising him well? How can I blame his father? I raised him myself, so I have to clean up the mess myself.”
Others didn't know that her father was actually still alive, but she couldn't let her eldest son's father get involved in this matter.
"That's true. We spoiled them ourselves, so how can we blame others?"
Song Chunxue gets a headache whenever the topic of her eldest son comes up.
"You're well-informed. When did my Xu Jiao's husband's family last visit the eldest son's family? When did they end up in court?"
Li Dazui pondered for a moment, "I advise you to rush back tonight. If you delay until tomorrow, I'm afraid Xu Jiao's husband's family will have already demolished the eldest son's house. They just returned from the yamen the day before yesterday. I'm afraid Xu Jiao's husband's family is not to be trifled with; they might come to report us in the middle of the night."
Song Chunxue nodded, "That makes sense."
This matter cannot be delayed.
She was also afraid that she wouldn't be able to control herself. She was thinking that she wouldn't lose her temper now, but who knows what she might do in the end.
"Then I'll go tell Hongying and then go home." She flew on her sword and arrived in the blink of an eye.
"Let's forget it, business is more important." Li Dazui looked worried. "I heard that someone in Xu Jiaofu's family is a butcher. I wonder if he'll kill all the livestock in the eldest son's family to vent his anger, and then cause trouble for others."
"Huh? That scary?" Song Chunxue immediately became like an ant on a hot pan. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go."
"I'm not exaggerating, the customs in the villages are different. Some people in the villages would be so close to poking each other's eyes with their fingers, and spitting into each other's mouths, that they wouldn't even start fighting. But some ruthless people would draw blood without saying a word. I've seen several like that."
Song Chunxue immediately grabbed him, "Come on, you can stop me later."
Li Dazui stumbled, tugged at his sleeve, and said, "A donkey's legs are always faster than a person's legs, let's tie a donkey cart together, shall we?"
"Why tie a donkey cart to me? Aren't you afraid of flying with a sword?" As she spoke, Song Chunxue had already taken out a long sword and stopped it in mid-air.
"Huh?" Li Dazui tugged at his sleeve. "I'm afraid of heights! You, you, you really know how to fly on a sword! I'm not going, I'll fall."
"Don't worry, you won't fall." Song Chunxue grabbed his shoulder and pulled him onto the sword. "Stand firm and close your eyes."
"Ahhh! My God, wait a minute... wait a minute! Will I get stabbed in the crotch if I ride on a sword?"
"..." She's never tried it!
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