Chapter 216 The Sisters Speak Without Restriction
When it comes to being a good interpersonal player, Li Mengchun is the best.
His wife was unkind, but in the eyes of others, he was always kind and gentle, and spoke and acted with clarity and consideration, never letting others' words fall flat.
Moreover, they now realize that Song Chunxue has undergone tremendous changes in just six months, and has even bought a house in the county. How could she have done all that on her own?
Everyone understands that if the Cheng brothers were even slightly smarter, they shouldn't have provoked the Taoist priest, much less brought those matters into the open.
“I want to see Qin Xianglian and Han Qi commit suicide,” the second sister said with a smile, looking at Song Zhizhu. “Why don’t you go have tea with the Taoist priest? We’ll watch for a while and then come back.”
Song Zhizhu understood that this was a kind gesture from the other party.
This is Li Family Village. As the name suggests, the Li family is the most powerful. In the past, the Li family did not take the Jiang family seriously.
Now that the fifth son is doing well, the Li family's attitude has changed so drastically.
They've already invited us, so we have to give them face.
"You're the owner of the theater, shall I not bother you?"
Li Mengchun smiled and said, "No problem, no problem. I heard that you enjoy drinking, Master. I have some aged apricot blossom wine at home. Would you like to try some?"
The Taoist priest nodded, "No problem, no problem."
He turned to Song Chunxue and said, “Junior brother, you don’t need to take their words to heart. Despicable people think everyone else is despicable. You haven’t learned how to draw talismans yet, so I have to stay and teach you for a few more days. Please don’t send me away.”
In a crowded setting, Song Zhizhu took action because of gossip, so the Taoist priest had to bring up what everyone wanted to know in front of everyone.
Song Chunxue understood what he meant.
"Senior brother, you're too kind. It's me who wants to learn. I should be asking you not to get angry over those gossipy people. But senior brother, can we make a deal? Next time you teach me how to draw talismans, could you scold me a little less harshly?"
The Taoist priest laughed heartily, "No problem, no problem. I'll give you face next time and promise not to scold you."
As he spoke, he stroked his beard and turned around, "Alright, you guys go watch the show, I'm going to have a drink with my second brother."
For a moment, the audience was filled with mixed emotions.
Is Song Chunxue really learning to draw talismans?
If she could draw lucky charms, that would be incredible!
How lucky she is to have such a capable Taoist priest as her senior brother?
What incredible luck!
The Song sisters stood behind the crowd watching the show, while Qin Xianglian, holding her child's hand, dealt with Han Qi, whom Chen Shimei had sent to kill them.
The second sister raised her hand to cover her mouth and leaned close to Song Chunxue, unable to hide the smile in her eyes. She couldn't help but pinch her, "The Taoist priest is really a smart man. What he just said is to tell everyone that you are just fellow disciples."
"Yes, yes, a man like the Taoist priest, if you could make him yours, that would be quite an achievement, something many people would envy. If you could trick the Taoist priest into your bed..."
Song Chunxue raised her hand to cover her third sister's mouth, lowered her voice and gritted her teeth, saying, "I'm really fed up, third sister, can't you watch your mouth?"
Fourth Sister approached expressionlessly, raising her hand to cover her mouth so no one could hear.
“Before, I thought that the Taoist priest was only to be admired from afar and not to be trifled with, but now I think you will hardly meet someone better than him. If you can really get your hands on him, it will not only not bring shame to the Song family, but it will also make us sisters proud. After all, he is someone of importance.”
She clicked her tongue twice. "Too bad, they probably wouldn't even look at you."
"..." As expected of sisters, they don't mince words and their words are blunt and hurtful.
Her second sister pinched her waist and belly, "Oh my, this waist! You've had five kids, how come you don't have any fat at all?"
"By the way, do you have any tattoos on your body?" The second sister laughed heartily. "I wonder if the Taoist priest... um!"
Song Chunxue was completely bewildered, feeling as if the people watching the play in front of her were straining their ears, trying hard to hear what they were saying.
She turned and walked out, saying, "Let's go, let's go, what's the point of watching this show? You're just embarrassing me to death."
“That’s true. What’s the point of watching a play? Let’s go home and talk.” Third Sister laughed heartily. “Hahaha, it’s perfect that the Taoist priest isn’t here. We can close the door and say whatever we want.”
Song Chunxue was helpless. They were all just a bunch of vulgar people. What was there to talk about with men?
She felt only gratitude towards the Taoist priest. He was a true practitioner, and discussing matters between men and women would be a desecration of his spiritual heart.
However, that's how it is between sisters; they say whatever they want.
They like to talk about this because they care about her.
It's a rare opportunity for the sisters to get together. Let's go back and cut some pig's head meat, then drink and chat.
Thinking this, she quickened her pace. "Let's hurry up, let's go home and have a couple of drinks, make some snacks to go with the drinks, and chat while we drink."
“Talking about these things in the theater, aren’t you afraid I’ll be drowned in your spittle?”
Third Sister jogged after him, "Yes, yes, hahaha, Fifth Brother is right. I've never drunk with anyone in my life before. That bastard Zhao Qian, he's drunk all the good stuff in the house. Tonight, we're not leaving until we're drunk!"
Her second sister teased her, "You won't leave until you're drunk, you don't even know if you can hold your liquor."
Fourth Sister followed behind, looking up at the moon on the 17th. It was still far away and very bright, making one's chest feel warm.
The distant mountains were faintly visible, and the surrounding courtyards were quiet, with the occasional glimpse of lights leaking from other people's windows.
My stagnant state of mind, which had been like a still pond for many years, suddenly began to waver.
That's how people should live: experiencing joy and anger, venting anger and laughing joyfully, being able to hit someone in the past and then letting those petty things go like a fart in the future, chatting and laughing with their sisters in the blink of an eye, and ideally, enjoying drinks and romantic moments under the moon.
She couldn't help but look at the moon and smile foolishly. Who says that romance under the moon must be a private affair between a man and a woman?
"Fourth brother, what are you standing there for? Be careful, there might be wolves chasing you!"
The second sister turned around and called out, laughing as she said, "Go back and make some rice noodles. I still remember how delicious the rice noodles you secretly made for us were. Even though I got a beating from Uncle, the taste was truly unforgettable."
Fourth Sister ran a few steps forward and said in a serious tone, "We were so hungry back then that we secretly hid in the potato cellar to eat raw potatoes and even raw green beans. You tell me, what wouldn't taste good if you mixed potato starch scalded with boiling water?"
Third Sister nodded, "That's true, even if it were mixed with donkey dung, I probably wouldn't be willing to spit it out."
"..."
Hahahaha!
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When Song Zhizhu and the Taoist priest returned, they heard the sounds of drinking and playing drinking games coming from the north room.
"I'm not drunk?"
Song Zhizhu leaned against the wall and shook his head.
"Oh dear, you really can't be exposed to the wind after drinking. If you get drunk, my ears will definitely be ruined."
The Taoist priest helped him into the courtyard. "His ears aren't damaged. The sisters really were drinking and playing drinking games."
Song Zhizhu paused for a moment, then walked sideways toward the north room. "If a woman plays drinking games and goes back to her husband's house, she'll definitely get beaten up."
Just then, the Song sisters burst into laughter from inside the house.
"Fifth brother, you drink. If you don't, I'll force you to consummate your marriage with the Taoist priest tonight."
"Hahaha, Second Sister, you're confused. Be careful, Fifth Brother will beat you up."
The voice of the third sister, Song Chunmei, came clearly from inside the house.
"But the Taoist priest is really good. He would be a great brother-in-law. I feel that since the Taoist priest has never been married, if he were to get married, he would definitely treat Lao Wu well."
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