Chapter 171 Self-righteousness
Master Zhang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Song Chunxue, who was chatting and laughing, and had already taken off her shoes and climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed).
He smiled slightly and said, "I appreciate Brother Song's kindness, but my junior brother's benefactor is someone else. If she hears about this, I will lose my junior brother in the future. Just tell me this, and don't let my junior brother know."
He lowered his voice and said, "She hates hearing people play matchmaker for her now. Besides, she's already gone through so much hardship and has finally raised her child. She should be able to treat herself better. If she really falls for any man, that will be another disaster."
Master Zhang said earnestly, "A life without troubles is a life of ease. We are all born alone, so it's best to avoid excessive pleasure and debt."
Song Zhizhu seemed to be deep in thought. If someone else had said these words, he would definitely have felt like he was being lectured.
But this Taoist priest already had an otherworldly appearance, and the wealth-attracting talisman he drew brought him some fortune, which shows that he really had some skills.
He could also tell that these words came from the bottom of his heart and were not insincere.
"Thank you for your guidance, Daoist Master. I have learned a great deal." Song Zhizhu picked up the tea canister and poured him a cup of tea. "Daoist Master, please have some tea."
The Taoist priest accepted the tea with both hands, smiling broadly, and said, "At first, I couldn't get used to the canned tea here, and I didn't understand why everyone here in the Northwest loves tea so much, especially coarse and aged tea, because it's just too bitter."
"Now I understand, bitter tea has a sweet aftertaste and is especially refreshing. In this arid and impoverished mountain area, drinking a can of tea before going to work in the fields refreshes the mind and gives you energy all day."
"Drinking tea every day has become a habit, and it has gradually become the best conversation starter when entertaining guests. Wealthy families brew tea, while people here boil old tea. If you can roast two red dates, add some goji berries, and some rock sugar, it is a delicious treat."
Song Zhizhu nodded repeatedly, somewhat moved by what he was said, his eyes shining with a hint of emotion.
"From here southwest, in the area near the Yellow River, people love to drink Sanpaotai Babao Tea because they are better off and can afford anything."
At this point, the Taoist priest sighed, "I used to love drinking Eight Treasure Tea, but now it's hard to even get a cup of it. As a monk, I'm always on the move, how can I be a good husband to a woman?"
As fellow men, Master Zhang and Song Zhizhu hit it off and he inevitably shared some candid words.
It's cold outside, and the three Song sisters and their second sister-in-law are chatting enthusiastically on the kang (heated brick bed), laughing heartily from time to time.
Cui Cui went to the kitchen to help, while Zhang Daozhang and Song Zhizhu sat at a low table on the ground drinking tea. A cat that wasn't afraid of strangers was squatting at their feet, dozing off contentedly with its eyes closed.
Song Chunxue sighed inwardly, this was a scene she had never experienced in her previous life.
This scene filled her heart, making her think that being reborn would be enough.
Not long after, Alai and Song Zhizhu's eldest son, Song Mian, entered the house.
"Father, Yang Zhao is here." Song Mian lowered his voice and leaned close to Song Zhizhu. "He's almost at the door. He said he saw a man come to the house."
Master Zhang had excellent hearing, but he pretended not to hear and poured himself another cup of tea.
“Come on then,” Song Zhizhu winked at him, “Don’t worry about them, you guys go help out in the kitchen.”
Song Mian pulled A Lai away.
Before long, a man dressed in brown clothes came in from outside the door. As soon as he stepped into the doorway, he looked straight at Song Chunxue on the kang (a heated brick bed).
"Chunxue, why didn't you tell me you were coming?"
"..." Everyone fell silent, scrutinizing Yang Zhao's attire.
Does he think he's something just because he dresses so well?
Song Chunxue really wanted to curse him. Who did he think he was? Did she have to talk to him when she went back to her parents' home?
But she knew her sister would definitely yell back.
As expected, Song Chunlian looked at Yang Zhao with a cold face.
"That's strange. Why would my sister tell you she's coming back to her parents' home?" Song Chunlian said bluntly. "Who do you think you are?"
Yang Zhao was stunned. She probably didn't expect that her obvious intention was that she was interested in Song Chunxue. Shouldn't these women have taken the opportunity to tease and match them up?
Song Chunmei also laughed and said, "Yang Zhao, what do you mean? You're talking nonsense. Have you drunk yourself silly?"
Yang Zhao was furious. He had long known that Song Chunxue's third sister, Song Chunmei, was a coward who was beaten by men every day. How dare she talk to him like that?
"I may have drunk a lot, but I haven't drunk as much as you've been beaten. It's hard to say who's the dumber between us." He sat on a small stool on the ground without any hesitation, quite pleased with himself.
"..." The crowd fell silent again.
Song Zhizhu immediately stood up to punch someone. This person had just insulted his sister in his own home. It's a shame that he had previously thought Yang Zhao was alright, at least he was clear-headed.
Now it seems his brain must have been pickled in a cesspool!
Master Zhang raised his hand to stop his arm, signaling him not to rush.
"Yang Zhao, who do you think you are? Coming to my second brother's house to act crazy and even cursing my third sister. You think you're so eloquent, that you can still show off your tongue before you get drunk?" Song Chunxue sneered. "You don't happen to think that I've had my eye on you for a long time and can't wait to marry you, do you?"
"If you don't know what kind of person you are, take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror. You're almost forty and still haven't learned to speak properly. You should go back to your mother's womb and stop bothering people outside."
She said coldly and mercilessly, "I almost married you back then, but I never said I regretted it. You have no idea how lucky I was back then."
Yang Zhao's expression grew increasingly grim, and he frowned as he asked, "What do you mean? Are you insulting me?"
"If you can't understand human language, get out. You're not welcome in my house. Do you really think you can spout nonsense in my brother's house just because my brother tried to set us up last time?"
Yang Zhao suddenly stood up and kicked the stool next to him.
He pointed at Song Chunxue and said, "How dare you talk to me like that? A woman like you dares to be fierce to a man? You really think I'd be interested in someone like you? If it weren't for..."
Before he could finish speaking, someone grabbed him by the back of his collar.
Suddenly, a man in a Taoist robe picked him up and threw him outside the door.
Everyone was stunned.
Song Chunxue looked at the Taoist priest in surprise, "Senior brother, you have a really strong grip."
"Then I'll trouble you, senior brother, to throw him out of the courtyard, the farther the better."
Song Zhizhu laughed from behind, "Good, good, good, the Taoist priest really has real skills. Throw this grandson out. He dares to cause trouble in our Song family. He doesn't even know his own limitations."
Without saying much, just as Yang Zhao was about to start cursing at him, Master Zhang picked him up again, strode out of the courtyard gate, and threw him out forcefully.
"Ouch, my back! You stinky Taoist priest, are you looking for trouble?"
Song Zhizhu stepped out of the courtyard and looked down at him. "Yang Zhao, don't take yourself too seriously. I misjudged you before, thinking you were the most suitable person for Chunxue around here."
"Now it seems you're only fit to be with an old sow in the pigsty. This Taoist priest is our honored guest. If you dare to curse again, I'll knock out your front teeth, since you speak with a lisp and shit."
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