Chapter 325 My God
The old woman from the He family was so angry that she threw her shoes on the ground, wishing she could smash a hole in them, but she had no choice but to put them on.
Old Man He sat to one side, head bowed, staring at the ground, without saying a word.
Seeing He Chuan leave, he only followed him for a moment before remaining seated calmly in his chair.
It's as if his wife makes all the decisions at home, and he's too lazy to think about it, just letting things slide.
Based on my experience over two lifetimes, in families where the woman is in charge, the men tend to be rather incompetent, and the children are also generally not very successful.
Come to think of it, in ordinary families, the man is the head of the household, and wealthy men can take concubines.
If men weren't so useless, would women even have the chance to be in charge?
And as a widow, if her husband hadn't died young, would she have been willing to run the household?
She grew up living under someone else's roof, and all she knew was how to survive. How could she possibly know how to teach a child?
Just do whatever makes you happy.
She herself was a child without any teachers, yet she had to teach five children and manage to get three of them into school. She was already the most capable person in Lijiazhuang.
But in the end, she ended up in such a situation.
Having lived her life a second time, she finally understood that being born with a lot of hardship is not a real skill; true skill lies in having a clear mind, being able to read and write, and understanding the principles of being a good person.
If you're not bright enough, your life will be wasted.
Except for idiots.
It's fine to be foolish your whole life.
"What are your plans, Mother-in-law? Are you really going to make my son He Chuan a live-in son-in-law?"
Old Mrs. He's words pulled Song Chunxue back from her thoughts.
"Huh? You're asking me?" Song Chunxue said irritably, "I never said that. I just bought a courtyard house because I didn't want my daughter to be mistreated. I never told anyone that I wanted them to be live-in sons-in-law."
“However, if you don’t give them land to cultivate and don’t take care of Hongying’s children, I will take them to Zhuanglang County to cultivate land for my family. I will not make the children change their surnames. They can come back to see you whenever they want. I have four sons myself. I don’t need a son-in-law to live with me. As long as they live happily, that’s enough.”
Old Mrs. He gritted her teeth and muttered under her breath, "Money talks, so whatever you say is right. You're the one who has the right to talk."
Song Chunxue smiled, "Then what does the mother-in-law mean?"
“What could I possibly mean?” she looked at Song Chunxue. “You really bought this courtyard, and now it belongs to them?”
"No, this is the courtyard that my senior brother has his eye on, and he also asked someone to buy it for him. The reason for letting them move in is simply because he is a Taoist priest and won't stay in one place for too long. He will be staying in Jincheng for a long time in the future, so he wants He Chuan's family to look after the house and the courtyard."
Song Chunxue asked with a smile, "What, you want to move in too?"
"Actually, this courtyard is big enough for you to stay in, but it belongs to my senior brother, so we have to ask his opinion first."
The old woman from the He family looked even more miserable.
"Okay, we'll be going now, so as not to disturb you."
As she spoke, Old Lady He stood up and kicked the silent man, "Are you mute? Your son and grandson are about to run off with someone else, and you don't even utter a sound."
He Chuan's father remained silent, following behind her as he looked at his son and grandson in the yard.
Seeing them come out, Xiujuan ran into the kitchen.
He Chuan sat on the steps outside the kitchen, unmoved.
He watched his parents leave the yard, and a deep sense of powerlessness enveloped him.
Sure enough, Hongying was right. Her parents had come today because they wanted to stay in this courtyard.
He's worked himself to the bone at home all these years, yet he's not even as good as a servant in a wealthy family.
Song Chunxue didn't rub salt into their wounds, but suggested taking everyone for a stroll in the street, having lunch outside, and then coming back.
The three children jumped up excitedly and waited for them at the door, holding hands.
He Chuan and Jiang Hongying looked dejected, as if they had been dealt a heavy blow.
"Come on, what are you sitting there for? Anyway, you don't have to work today, and I won't let you go hungry. Look how happy the children are, don't spoil their fun, are you coming or not?"
Song Chunxue couldn't be bothered to see the couple's pathetic behavior. "If you two aren't going, I'll take the kids out for a stroll."
"Mom, wait for me." Jiang Hongying took off her apron. "I'm going to wash my face."
"Oh right, you don't even know to use osmanthus oil to wash your face, do you? Your face is so dry it's peeling. Let's go to the street and buy some oil so we can put it on the child too."
Jiang Hongying felt a bittersweet feeling in her heart. Over the years, the only time she had ever used ointment was when she first got married, when her mother-in-law gave her a small amount the size of a fingernail. She hadn't used it since.
After getting married, he and He Chuan stayed at home farming. They didn't even have time to go up the mountain to dig up Artemisia capillaris and licorice. Even if she secretly saved up herbs to sell for money, there were too many places to spend money, so she didn't dare to buy such luxurious things.
Her mother was so good to her, she really wanted to go back to her mother's side, to farm and dig up medicinal herbs for her mother, and even if she was scolded, she would know that her mother truly cared for her.
She's still young and has plenty of energy; she won't waste her mother's money in the future.
She's not heavily pregnant yet, and she can do all the housework. She'll take good care of her mother from now on.
She hadn't dared to consider having He Chuan become her son-in-law before, but He Chuan brought it up today, and his parents' actions were so disheartening...
If she could persuade He Chuan to take the children and move to Zhuanglang County, she might be able to earn some money and raise a flock of sheep to support the children's education.
Thinking of this, she quickened her pace and pulled He Chuan up from the ground.
"Come on, come on, haven't you always wanted to visit some temples to pray? In the past, we were so busy that even dogs, no, pigs and dogs had more free time than us. Even donkeys have half a day to rest. We used to be busier than pigs and dogs. Today we finally have some free time, so why are you giving us the cold shoulder?"
He Chuan smiled bitterly, "They really are worse than pigs and dogs. Mother didn't call us back today. She's not afraid of my mother-in-law giving me a hard time or making me suffer. She didn't even dare to ask for a share of the food we've saved up over the years."
He stood up, dusted off his clothes, and said, "Come on, if your mother is willing to let me live off her, then your mother is my mother, and I'll work hard for her from now on."
Jiang Hongying's eyes widened. "My God, how...how could you say such a thing?"
"What, you're not happy about it?"
"I'd be thrilled! I'll go talk to my mother. Sanwa's getting married soon. How about we go to Zhuanglang County and see if you're interested? If you're willing, we can settle down there and never come back!"
As she spoke, Jiang Hongying pulled him and ran outside.
"Mother, Mother, did you hear that? If we go to Zhuanglang County, keeping this courtyard is a waste. Let's sell this big courtyard and build our own big courtyard for five taels of silver. What do you think?"
Song Chunxue heard it, of course.
She held Xiujuan's hand, her gaze fixed on He Chuan.
“If you’re willing, I actually have two courtyards in Zhuanglang County. The other small courtyard has been empty and is used for storing grain. You can stay there. In addition, you can cultivate my twenty mu of land.”
"What?" Jiang Hongying raised her voice. "What would happen if the boss found out?"
"Is Mother serious?"
"Mother?" Song Chunxue looked at He Chuan. "What did you call me?"
“You’re already willing to be my provider, so calling you ‘Mom’ isn’t too much to ask.” He Chuan scratched the back of his head. “Actually, some people around here call their father-in-law and mother-in-law ‘Dad’ and ‘Mom’ to make it seem more intimate.”
"..." Who said her son-in-law was stupid?
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