Chapter 317 Sixty Taels
“Then I’ll take them to my second brother’s house.” He Chuan looked at Hong Ying. “The yard belongs to Hong Ying. My parents have no right to boss her around.”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Hongying lowered her head shyly, looking quite pleased.
Song Chunxue sighed. Even if she didn't come, with He Chuan's words, Jiang Hongying would be happy to endure being beaten and scolded.
Didn't they live like this in their past lives?
Jiang Hongying's life only started to improve after He Chuan's parents passed away.
Everyone has their own destiny, and as a mother, she shouldn't interfere in her daughter's life.
But there's one thing she still needs to decide.
“Everyone is born of parents. Last night I heard your mother scolding my daughter, and I heard her hit Hongying. Hongying has done her part in marrying into your family, and I know her personality. If your mother hadn’t provoked her, she wouldn’t have talked back.”
“Your mother has a way of controlling my Hongying’s temper, and because you’re incompetent, she bullies her all she wants. I was there last night, and your mother was scolding Hongying, but you didn’t dare utter a single word. That shows that in your He family, my Hongying isn’t even considered a maid.”
Song Chunxue looked directly at He Chuan and said, “I have a condition. You can live in the courtyard as a family of five after I buy it, but if your parents want to move in, I can take the courtyard back at any time.”
"As the saying goes, it's better to tear down a temple than to break up a marriage. But if you continue to let your parents bully Hongying, I will take her to Zhuanglang County to live. Anyway, there's nothing to gain here. You can't rely on people. I have fields and land there. If Hongying treats me well, I might even buy her a shop so she won't have to suffer in the wind and sun and have to deal with people's attitudes."
Do you understand what I mean?
He Chuan looked at Hong Ying and quickly admitted his mistake, "I understand. It's my fault for being useless and causing Hong Ying to suffer so many years of injustice."
Hongying glanced at Song Chunxue's expression and quickly looked away.
She dared not speak to He Chuan, but her heart was with him.
"Hongying, have you become a spineless coward in the He family these past few years?"
Song Chunxue said calmly, "If you are willing to be someone's slave, and understand that He Chuan's parents are old and not clear-headed, and will take care of them in their old age and see them off when they die, I will not stop you. It is your choice."
“But you can’t provide for them in their old age in the yard I bought. If you can’t even do that, I’m going back today.”
Song Chunxue stopped and looked at Jiang Hongying calmly.
She knew her daughter was useless and had always been weak-willed.
It was also because she didn't teach her well enough, making young Hongying give way to her younger brothers.
If Hongying were weak-willed, she wouldn't have run away because she was unhappy with the marriage; she was stubborn at heart.
But the years of having children have long since worn down her temper.
He Chuan's weakness forced her to gradually learn to be patient, like a hardworking and uncomplaining old ox.
Perhaps in a few years, even if He Chuan's mother beats and scolds her every day, she will tell herself that the elderly are the living Buddhas of the family, and as long as they pass away, she can enjoy a life of happiness.
But who has ever considered that He Chuan's mother lived longer than Song Chunxue? Jiang Hongying, who was over fifty years old, had already endured all kinds of hardships, and her legs and feet had become bowlegged due to years of pain.
Even if Hongying is unfilial, Song Chunxue would never allow Hongying to live such a miserable life.
Parents' hearts are with their children, but children's hearts are with stones.
She would rather He Chuan be wary of her than be bad to Hong Ying.
“My mother-in-law is right. I was thinking too simply. From now on, I will protect Hongying and not let my parents bully her.”
He Chuan's calm eyes were somewhat rigid. He probably hadn't realized before that it was his incompetence and indulgence that led to Hongying being scolded by her mother.
He might even think that it's Hongying's bad luck to have a mother-in-law like hers.
This kind of stubborn man even needs to be taught how to live life step by step.
"Where's Hongying?" Song Chunxue asked irritably. "Still trying to play the good guy and bring them here to enjoy a life of luxury?"
“Mother, that’s not what I meant.” Hongying lowered her head. “I’ll listen to you from now on.”
That's more like it.
“I am a Taoist practitioner, not a magnanimous Buddha who can tolerate anything. Last night, I didn’t hit your mother-in-law, which was already the height of my restraint.”
She wanted to give Hongying a few more words of advice, but seeing Hongying's silly and clueless look, she suspected that Hongying hadn't eaten well and was too slow to think of such a thing.
Let's stay a few more days and see how the He family reacts before we leave.
"This is the courtyard. Let's go in and ask." The Taoist priest arrived at a large courtyard in the city. The gate, which was covered with iron sheets, was very impressive.
He knocked on the door, and the gatekeeper invited them into the yard to take a look.
The Taoist priest took out his compass and carefully examined the feng shui of the courtyard. He confirmed that the previous owner of the courtyard had simply had a family whose virtue had declined and whose family was no longer fit to live in such a courtyard.
"Mother, this courtyard is huge! It even has a front and back yard, making it like three separate old He family courtyards."
"Mom, the tiles on the ground are so pretty, they even have patterns."
“Look, there are stone carvings on the eaves.”
Hongying had never seen such a beautiful courtyard before, and she pointed it out to her in a very surprised manner.
"That's called Chiwen, a mythical beast responsible for guarding the house. The dragon has nine sons, and Chiwen is one of them, symbolizing protection from fire."
Hongying looked at her in surprise, "Mother, how do you know all this?"
"It's written in the book."
Hongying's eyes widened even more. "What?"
When these words came from her mother, who was barely literate, Hongying felt something was off.
"I've been learning to read for the past two and a half years, and now I can recognize all the characters I need to. The last letter I wrote to you was the one I wrote."
No wonder her handwriting was a bit ugly and the ink was a bit thick last time; it turned out it was written by her mother.
Those characters were better than those of Hongying, who had studied for three years.
"mother."
Hongying was shocked like never before, as if struck by lightning, and was deeply affected.
She's not a widow, and she even had fewer children than her mother, so why is her life worse than her mother's?
She was left far behind by her elderly mother.
Seeing her mother's transformation, Jiang Hongying felt ashamed.
At that moment, she felt utterly disgusted with herself.
Song Chunxue patted the back of her head, "Hongying, you've really gone mad from raising this kid. You need to live a proper life from now on."
Hongying bit her lip, unable to speak.
In fact, if He Chuan's parents were even half as hardworking as his mother, they wouldn't be living such a tight life.
“Mother, this courtyard must cost a lot of money. Let’s move to a smaller one, the same size as the courtyard in our Li Family Village. I’ll be satisfied with that.” Hongying wiped her eyes. “This is a courtyard for rich people. The extra money would be better spent on buying two plots of land.”
Song Chunxue noticed that her senior brother had already spoken with the gatekeeper.
"Senior brother, how much silver do they plan to sell this courtyard for?"
The senior apprentice held up one finger, “Sixty taels.”
"So expensive?"
Song Chunxue thought for a moment. Liangzhou City was much larger than Zhuanglang County. This was a military fortress. What was Zhuanglang County compared to this?
Thinking about it that way, it doesn't seem that expensive; it can be bought with a small piece of gold.
"Where are the land deed and house deed?"
"Mother, it's sixty taels, not six taels. Let's go." Hongying pulled her and whispered, "Let's go see another house."
“I can afford it. Remember, this courtyard is a gift from me. If the He family wants to move in, I will take it back.”
"Thump!" He Chuan accidentally twisted his ankle, and one knee fell to the ground.
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