Chapter 299 He's too sweet
Finally, Song Chunxue, carrying a simple bag, boarded a carriage with the Taoist priest bound for Dingxi City.
Fortunately, there weren't many people in the carriage, otherwise she would have had to spend more money. It was just her and her senior brother riding there.
The horse-drawn carriages were used to pick up and drop off passengers on this road to make money. They were old and worn out, with creaking wheels and a swaying road that made people drowsy.
The other three, seeing that the two were dressed as Taoist priests, asked them all sorts of questions. One old woman even told her daughter-in-law's fortune, asking when she would give birth to a boy.
Song Chunxue wasn't good at interacting with people, so she simply leaned against the carriage and dozed off.
Midway through, Song Chunxue overheard an old woman asking if there were any talismans to make her daughter-in-law obedient. Before the Taoist priest could say anything, Song Chunxue suddenly opened her eyes.
"This treasonous talisman, are you doing it for your son's good or to harm him? Or do you want to cause my senior brother to be punished for violating morality?"
Because of the incident where Chen Feng buried the talisman on the eldest brother, she now hates hearing about such treacherous people the most.
"Your daughter-in-law is disobedient, shouldn't you look at your own faults and ask yourself if you've been too nosy? Just because she can't give birth to a son, does that mean she doesn't deserve to be a human being? Do you want to turn her into a beast that won't fight back or talk back?"
These words made the old woman furious and angry.
She pointed at Song Chunxue with annoyance, "You nun, if you're not going to sell, then don't sell, why are you saying so much? Do you know anything about my family? Judging from your temper, no one can stand your bad temper, that's why you became a nun. You speak so unpleasantly, it's no wonder no one wants you."
"Say it again?"
Song Chunxue rolled up her sleeves, ready to give her a good scolding.
“Hey, hey, hey, it’s not that serious,” the Taoist priest stopped her, smiling as he tried to mediate. “Junior brother, let’s just not sell it. Why argue with her until you’re red in the face?”
“I’m going to fight. She’s just a stranger I met by chance. I’ve already tolerated her enough. She just asked some tricky questions on purpose, and even asked how we’re going to sleep tonight,” Song Chunxue said angrily to the old woman. “Pah! If you’re so nosy, why don’t you live in the river? Even the Yellow River God doesn’t have as much influence as you.”
"You, you, you..." The old woman in her fifties, with a full head of white hair, high cheekbones, and murderous eyes, pointed at Song Chunxue in a fit of rage, "You stinking Taoist nun, you'll get your retribution."
"Ha!" Song Chunxue sneered, "Retribution? I think you're the one who's going to get retribution. Your daughter-in-law gave birth to four girls, and you gave one away before. She's already thinking of giving away the one she's pregnant with before she's even born. Your retribution will come soon."
The Taoist priest sighed in exasperation and decided not to stop him. He took out a handful of hemp seeds from his cloth bag and started tapping them while watching the spectacle.
"Also, your eyes are twitching. Your senior brother didn't say anything to save your face, but I saw it clearly. If you hadn't been glaring at your daughter-in-law every day, would your eyes have become crippled?"
When the old woman in front of him couldn't win an argument, she started using foul language, saying the most offensive things possible. Her triangular eyes were fierce and menacing, so Song Chunxue retorted with reasoned and well-founded arguments.
It just so happens that in the past six months, she read the book on the causes of illness given to her by her senior, and she learned about a more mysterious aspect of traditional Chinese medicine. It turns out that, in the eyes of some people, people get sick for no reason, nor is it simply because they haven't taken good care of their bodies.
Jealousy, resentment, and neglect of filial piety and spousal relationships can all cause illness. Resenting elders can also lead to minor health problems that are difficult to cure.
She had only read the book before and hadn't had time to compare it with any person, but this old woman in front of her made her suddenly realize something.
Some of these claims are not unfounded.
We cannot believe everything, but we also cannot completely disbelieve.
Having lived two lives, she believes that some illnesses are tests from God, while most illnesses are caused by one's own karma.
"Your feet must have been hurting for years; that's what happens when you mistreat your daughter-in-law."
"And your knee pain is a sign of your poor character. Be more mindful of your words in the future."
"Stop cursing me. It won't do any good. Don't let it backfire on yourself. If my ancestors could hear you, they'd be chasing you tonight. Say nice things instead of cursing, or the sores in your mouth will never heal."
Sure enough, the old woman stopped scolding. She glared angrily at Song Chunxue and said, "Mind your own business. You have so much to say."
Song Chunxue stopped talking and felt much more at peace.
The Taoist priest leaned close to her ear and said, "Junior brother has been reading quite a few books lately, but you still need to read more. Once you understand them thoroughly, you won't be like this anymore."
“I didn’t want to talk about her, but she touched a nerve. If someone is going to harm another, she should know that this is a heinous crime. Some people may be as stubborn as mules, but they can still listen to reason afterward.”
She closed her eyes and leaned against the car wall, saying, "Call me when we arrive."
The Taoist priest turned to the side, "Lean against my back."
Song Chunxue shifted her position; her back was indeed more comfortable than when she was leaning against the car.
"Indecent and immoral!"
The old woman saw what they were doing and muttered a curse under her breath.
Song Chunxue opened her eyes. "Be careful, or your mouth will rot."
The old woman was indignant, but she stopped talking.
Two hours later, the carriage stopped inside Dingxi City.
After jumping off the carriage, Song Chunxue stretched and felt dizzy from the midday sun.
"Let's go, let's find an inn to stay in first, take a nap to recharge, and then we'll go buy the school." The senior brother put the straw hat on Song Chunxue's head. "Junior brother got angry just now, and with the bumpy journey and the sun shining so brightly, he might not feel well later. I'll go get some medicine first."
Song Chunxue disagreed, "I'm perfectly healthy, but what medicine does Senior Brother need to get?"
"Xiao Chai Hu Tang is mainly used to treat exogenous febrile diseases where the pathogenic factors are located in the half-exterior and half-interior. Prepare it in advance and give it to me when you feel unwell." At this point, the Taoist priest said with regret, "Ever since I taught my junior brother to learn medicine and recognize herbs, I have always thought that when you get sick, I will give you the medicine and let you observe the internal circulation of the medicine in your body. Unfortunately, I have never had the opportunity."
The Taoist priest seemed quite excited about Song Chunxue's potential illness, speaking in a lighthearted tone as if she were about to find gold.
Song Chunxue felt both helpless and amused, and raised her hand to wipe the fine sweat from her forehead. "Senior brother is hoping I get sick."
"Don't worry, even if you get sick, your senior brother will guarantee you a cure." With that, he stepped into the inconspicuous clinic across the street.
Song Chunxue squatted by the roadside, her stomach growling with hunger. Looking around, she realized that the place she had visited in her previous life didn't seem unfamiliar now.
It's just that our state of mind is completely different.
She used to be too afraid to even buy a bowl of noodles on the street, but now she can search for them while looking up and sniffing to see which one tastes better.
"Is he too young?" At that moment, an unfamiliar voice rang out from the left.
Song Chunxue turned her head, "Jiang Wei?"
She stood up and looked at the young man who looked very much like Jiang Yao. He was dressed in an official robe and looked quite imposing. His square face with a smile exuded official authority.
"It's been so many years, how come she hasn't aged at all?" Jiang Wei asked curiously. "I heard you bought a house in Zhuanglang County and are now sending your three children to school at the county school. Why are you dressed like this in Dingxi City?"
Song Chunxue smiled and said, "I want to go to Liangzhou City to see my daughter. What about you? I remember you are the magistrate of which county? Could it be the magistrate of Dingxi City?"
Jiang Wei is Jiang Yao's third brother. They live at the entrance of Xia Ying's village, but they haven't had much contact in recent years.
They were younger than Song Chunxue in terms of generation, and since they couldn't bring themselves to call her "grandmother," they referred to her as "great-grandmother."
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