Chapter 397 Acting on one's own initiative
Entering the kitchen, I saw my three older sisters and second brother eating.
After finishing their noodles, they ate white steamed buns with yesterday's leftovers, chatting and laughing.
"Where did the fifth brother go? We left right after we finished eating. The fourth brother just went out looking for you." Second brother Song Zhizhu laughed. "You didn't let your new wife serve tea, and you even let her sleep a little longer. You're incredibly virtuous."
Song Chunxue rolled up her sleeves. "I can't say I'm virtuous, I just don't want to use those old, unpleasant customs and habits that make things difficult for people. Don't eat too much. I'll finish making the noodles with meat sauce before I leave. There's still a lot of lean meat left."
Add some vinegar and pour it over the soup; it won't be so greasy.
We can't just let them go home eating leftovers; that would be too much.
“We got up too late and have already eaten. This meat dish is delicious; the food made by a proper chef is just different. You can make more when you’re hungry.”
Song Zhizhu stood up and straightened his clothes. "We're going back first. Your sister-in-law can't manage the livestock by herself. If we go back early, she can graze the sheep for a while."
“That’s right. We won’t get home until dark after lunch, so it’s not worth it for this meal.” The second sister picked up a floral headscarf and tied it around her head, then picked up a cloth bag from the side. “You still have a lot of things to do. We’ll come to see you again when we have the chance.”
Third Sister Song Chunmei chimed in, "Yes, yesterday's celebration was wonderful, so grand! Even Lord Xie and the county officials came. You've made the Song family proud, and we're very happy."
Song Chunxue felt a pang of sadness and blocked the doorway. "No, eat first, then leave. What's the rush? If you leave like this, I'll be upset for days. If you're worried about getting back late, I'll have Lao Si drive you back in a carriage."
Fourth Sister Song Chunlian noticed that she was about to cry. "That's fine then. I'll help you cook. Second Brother, go to the yard and help tidy up for a while. Didn't you say that one of the table legs was loose? Fix it for Fifth Brother."
Song Zhizhu sighed helplessly, "Fine. In the time it takes to eat a meal, we can walk twenty miles."
He stepped across the threshold because he was genuinely anxious to get home.
Song Chunxiang smiled and said, "Your second brother is worried about your sister-in-law and is afraid she'll be upset that he came home late. Don't let his tough demeanor fool you, he's very good to your sister-in-law."
"Never mind him, we have to eat this meal anyway."
Many hands make light work. The four sisters chatted and laughed as they worked in the kitchen. In less than half an hour, not only were the noodles with meat sauce ready, but the braised fish and three cold dishes were also ready.
The second sister told the fourth sister that she ate too much meat yesterday, so she made noodles with fermented vegetable broth.
While they were eating, Song Chunxue took out four yellow jade bracelets from the box, and also packed meat and vegetables, as well as some white steamed buns for each person.
"Keep it for yourself, why pack it all for us? It'll be too heavy to carry on the road." Song Zhizhu said this with a smile on his face, reaching out to take some out of the bag.
“It’s so hot today, we won’t be able to finish it anyway,” Song Chunxue said with a smile. “I won’t stop you now, let’s go.”
The fourth brother sat in the carriage and said, "Let's go, I'm going to visit my uncle for a couple of days."
Watching them leave, Song Chunxue turned back to look at Sanwa and Xia Mulan.
Xia Mulan lowered her head shyly.
She was wearing newly made clothes, and her hair was styled in a high bun, tied with only a wooden hairpin.
"Come on, let's go to my room. I have something to tell you."
Sanwa turned to look at Mulan, his eyes curving like crescent moons, and mouthed, "Let's go."
Song Chunxue gave Xia Mulan the most beautiful bracelet she had made from the stone she had picked up.
It's a vibrant green with some translucency, and it's said to be worth at least a hundred taels of silver.
She then took out two hairpins and a pearl hairpin, and gave them to Mulan.
"Mother, this is too precious, I can't accept it." Although Xia Mulan was not good at judging quality, she had never seen even the worst kind of item before.
"Put them on. You're a member of the Jiang family now. Whatever Sanwa has, you have too," Song Chunxue said with a smile. "We're all straightforward people; whatever we say goes."
"Thank you, Mother." Xia Mulan blushed. "Then I'll go wash the dishes, Mother, go and rest."
Song Chunxue did not refuse, "Alright."
She watched Sanwa following behind Mulan to help, and the smile on her face lingered for a long time.
The eldest brother went to Hongying's house, supposedly to help tidy up in the afternoon, and will go back with Li Dazui tomorrow.
Song Chunxue went back to her room and lay down for a while. After Mulan and Sanwa went back to their room to rest, she picked out a green "Nothing to worry about" plaque from her box and went out.
She found it amusing to walk down the street that Lord Xie could afford such an expensive bracelet, yet he still asked her for a jade pendant; he was really getting more and more out of touch with reality.
Sure enough, after knowing each other for a long time, you will see the other person's true colors.
The fourth sister is really something, going to mess with her uncle at this critical moment, otherwise she would have had the fourth sister deliver it for him.
Upon arriving at the entrance of the Ramadan Inn, Song Chunxue hesitated.
"Sister Song is here," Liu Chunshu appeared out of nowhere. "Please come upstairs. The master is still sleeping. Please go inside and wait for a while."
"..." You let her in to sleep?
"I'll go make tea for Sister Song."
Leading her to the door, Liu Chunshu laughed and ran downstairs.
Song Chunxue pushed open the door and went inside, carrying the melons she had bought downstairs.
One cantaloupe and one watermelon.
She took out the jade pendant from her bosom and placed it on the table. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she heard rustling sounds from the person on the bed.
The next moment, he put on his official boots, lifted the curtain, and stood up.
"Sorry, I overslept."
He was wearing a clean white undergarment, his back to Song Chunxue as he tidied his hair, his voice slightly hoarse.
There was a faint smell of herbs in the room; it seemed like I was really uncomfortable.
"I came too early. You don't need to get up. If you're not feeling well, just rest. I'll be back soon."
She looked away, thinking to herself that in all these years, she had never seen another man dress in front of her.
Lord Xie must like incense. He wore a light outer robe, and a pleasant fragrance wafted over when the wind blew.
Song Chunxue rubbed her nose, feeling that the floor of the room was a bit hot underfoot, and just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
Her drinking buddy is quite extraordinary; it's not wrong for her to avoid suspicion, but mainly it's for her own good.
"The tea is here, Sister Song, please enjoy."
Liu Chunshu deftly placed the tea on the table, closed the door without looking to the side, and left.
"I'll just have tea..."
"Can drinking buddies not drink tea?"
"..."
Xie Zheng, dressed neatly, sat down at the round table, his lips dry and pale, and poured Song Chunxue a cup of tea.
"I heard you need my help with something?"
What about the second son?
Song Chunxue sat down as usual. "Did the Taoist priest tell you that?"
“No,” Xie Zheng blew on the tea foam, his thick eyelashes appearing as he lowered his eyes, “He came to see me.”
"What?" Song Chunxue was shocked. "He really doesn't treat himself like an outsider. When did this happen?"
Xie Zheng smiled, his gaze falling on Song Chunxue. "He was right that you would get very angry."
“Sister Song, I am now only one step away from becoming the prefect of Longxi County. Your son’s matter is just a matter of a word. Are you willing to watch your son suffer in the army?”
Song Chunxue's feelings were mixed. "Won't Lord Xie be in a difficult position? Isn't this considered abusing his power for personal gain?"
“Fine,” Xie Zheng said gently, taking a couple of sips of tea. “But given our friendship, if we can’t even help with this little thing, what kind of friends are we?”
“Not many people dare to come to me for help. Your son is quite brave. I have taken the liberty of keeping him in the government office as a low-ranking official, but he will be promoted in two years.”
"..." He actually used "acting on his own initiative" to describe her. When did Lord Xie become so eloquent?
P.S.: The data dropped quite sharply. I thought I had found the problem, you know what I mean.
(This is so hard for me)
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