141. Chapter 141 Uncle and a woman date



Chapter 141 Uncle and a Woman Date

"It's all your fault. How could you allow them to be independent?"

Old Mrs. Liu couldn't help complaining.

Old Man Qin glanced at her angrily.

He didn't say much in front of his son and the younger generation, but this old man had no idea and actually blamed him?

Song Xiu felt guilty and quickly interrupted, "It's better for them to move out. Dalang takes medicine all day, and the whole house is filled with the smell of Chinese medicine. It's unlucky if he continues to do this every day in the new house. It might even ruin the feng shui of the new house."

"What nonsense?!"

Qin Lao San looked at Song Xiu angrily, "For so many years, our family has always had the smell of medicine in the house, and the feng shui has never been damaged."

"Yes, Dad and Mom, didn't the fourth son pass the imperial examination just the same?" Qin Laoer looked at Old Man Qin and Old Lady Liu, "If one can pass the imperial examination even when the feng shui is bad, then I don't know how many people would hope for it to be bad."

In this family, Mrs. Liu is the most superstitious.

What if I heard that the feng shui is ruined?

But when I heard the two brothers trying to make amends, I thought about it and it made sense. However, the new house smelled of medicine as soon as people moved in, which was indeed a bit unlucky.

So Old Liu said dryly, "It would be good for Dalang to go there to recuperate."

"Okay, let's get the fire started in the new house. Let's think about setting up a few tables."

After Old Man Qin spoke, no one bothered about the affairs of the first wife anymore.

Of course, you have to choose a good day to warm up your new home, and you also have to notify relatives.

These big houses don't care.

After Song Jin moved out, he wanted to buy someone, but Qin Chi said there was no need to do so. The next day, Mrs. Huang and Old Li came over, bringing Old Li's mule cart with them.

Song Jin had long guessed that the two of them were Qin Chi's men.

With them at home, Song Jin felt relieved.

The laundry, cooking and daily cleaning were all done by Mrs. Huang, while the heavy work such as fetching firewood and water was usually done by Qin Lao Da and Lao Li.

Xiaoyu from the pharmacy also came over.

A little girl of a few years old can do some light work, such as looking after children, making fire, boiling tea, and passing things.

People who lived in the old house came to see it and were extremely envious.

Another thing is that Sanlang is not very old, but he actually managed to work in a pharmacy, which made other people in the family envious.

Song Jin had just coaxed two babies to sleep when he heard someone talking outside.

"Oh, this is a luxury, and he even bought servants. I am an old man, but there is still no one to serve me."

Old Liu's sarcastic voice sounded.

Song Xiu chuckled and said, "This is unfilial. The elders have not yet been served, but the younger generation is enjoying it first."

"Don't grandpa and grandma have Xiu'er to serve them? How can others serve them as attentively as our daughter-in-law?" Song Jin's main point is heartbreaking.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Song Xiu's face twisted.

Seeing Old Liu's thieving eyes darting around, Song Jin said, "Grandma, don't worry. When you move into the new house, your uncle will definitely hire a few servants to serve you. If you keep making such a fuss, others will think your uncle is unfilial."

"I'm talking to you, why are you bringing up your uncle?" Old Liu pointed at Song Jin and wanted to scold him.

Qin Chi, who happened to hear it nearby, echoed, "Madam, you are absolutely right. Every scholar in the county town has a large number of servants. Grandma, if my uncle didn't buy it, it must be his fault."

Song Jin and Qin Chi couldn't help but smile at each other, understanding each other tacitly.

This is another trap for Qin Mingsong.

Otherwise, the eldest house would have someone to serve, but the two old people would not have anyone to serve them. Outsiders would inevitably gossip about it. But isn't there a scholar in front of them? Now the whole Qin family has really changed a lot.

Everyone put on new clothes and felt different.

Old man Qin started wearing a long robe that only masters would wear, like an old landlord, and old Mrs. Liu also started wearing gold and silver jewelry.

Outsiders weren't too surprised to see it.

After all, having a juren in the family was considered a change of status.

In the future, the Qin family would no longer be considered a farming family, but a family of farmers and scholars. When Qin Mingsong entered the officialdom, his status took another leap and he could be called a member of an official family.

Old Mrs. Liu couldn't argue with Song Jin and Qin Chi, so she left angrily.

Song Xiu's eyes rolled as she walked up to Song Jin and glanced at Qin Chi who was standing still. "Sister, the house is built, but we still lack money to buy furniture and other things."

"If you don't have money, why don't you ask Qin Mingsong for it?"

Song Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Did she have the illusion because she helped Song Xiu earlier? How dare she come up to her and say she was short of money?

Song Xiu was not happy when she heard this, "I'm moving into a new house, you should at least congratulate me."

"Oh, have you forgotten that we haven't split up yet? This housewarming gift belongs to you as well as our eldest wife."

Song Jin's words made Song Xiu choke.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

She had forgotten all about it.

Song Jin's eyes turned slightly, and he continued, "We don't work anymore. We work so hard all year round and only make so little money. It's better for the scholar to write a piece of calligraphy and sell it. From now on, this family will rely on my uncle."

"You, are you trying to suck blood from my husband?" Song Xiu pointed at Song Jin and said angrily.

Song Jin pushed her fingers away, "Isn't this normal? In the past, several families supported him to study alone. Now that he has made it, it is naturally his turn to support the family."

"My lady, what you said makes a lot of sense."

Qin Chi echoed from the side.

Song Xiu glared at Qin Chi, "Shut up, you sick idiot, do you have the right to speak?"

In her heart, Qin Chi will die sooner or later.

It doesn't matter whether you offend or not.

You can tell from the fact that he has been taking medicine as frequently as drinking water recently that he must be terminally ill.

Humph! So what if the eldest wife concealed it well? Who made her have memories of her past life? "Really? I was thinking of telling you that my uncle got on a carriage today, and there was a woman in the carriage... cough cough cough."

Qin Chi started coughing halfway through his speech.

Song Jin pretended to be worried and went to rub his back, "Why are you so anxious? Isn't it just that my uncle is dating a woman?"

This echo of the other made Song Xiu so angry that she was shaking. She grabbed Song Jin's wrist and said, "Tell me clearly, whose carriage did Qin Mingsong get on? When did it happen?"

"Didn't I say it was today?"

Song Jin shook off her hand and said, "We were not the only ones who saw this. There were also children in the village who saw it, just after noon."

"Where did the carriage go?" Song Xiu asked anxiously again.

Qin Chi kindly pointed in the direction and said, "Do you want me to ask Uncle Li to take you there by mule cart?"

"Yes! Go now!"

Song Xiu's ferocious expression was caused by anger.

Old Li went to the shed in the backyard to harness the mule cart and arrived at the front gate. Song Xiu couldn't wait to go up and urged Old Li to hurry up.

Qin Chi and Song Jin watched the mule cart go away.

"Do you think Song Xiu can find someone?" Song Jin asked with amusement.

Qin Chi chuckled, "With Uncle Li leading the way, how could we not find it?"

Song Jin laughed when he heard this.

Qin Chi had already arranged people to keep an eye on Qin Mingsong's whereabouts, so there was really no reason why he couldn't find him.


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