Thinking of this, Grandma Huang looked around at her grandsons with satisfaction: it's better to raise them herself, they won't be so short-sighted.
“Mother,” Jiang Nuan frowned, “do you know something?”
She suddenly had a bad feeling.
“I didn’t, I’m not,” the old lady denied twice. “Don’t ask, it has nothing to do with us anyway.”
She really didn't want to mention this grandson; just thinking about him gave her a headache.
The old man is blind in both eyes and mind. His youngest son's family is the one who can support the family, yet he insists on causing trouble with all this nonsense. He'll get what's coming to him sooner or later.
Seeing the old lady's resistance, Jiang Nuan didn't press the issue. "Then let's not talk about it. It's getting late, time to rest."
"No, Mother, I'm not sleepy. Let Grandma tell you more about my husband when he was little."
"What do you want to do?" Huang Lao Er glared at Xie Shi warily. "It's all old news, what's there to talk about?"
“I’d like to know too,” Jin said with a sweet smile. “Grandma, was my husband naughty when he was little? Did he get a beating?”
"When they were five or six years old, they were especially mischievous. They were always chasing chickens or geese, and they made a mess of the whole yard," Grandma Huang said nostalgically. "Every time they caused trouble, your mother would come to me to beat them up."
"Why?" This question also piqued Wang's curiosity. "Can't Mother punish him herself?"
Upon hearing this, the Huang brothers exchanged a glance and lowered their heads in frustration.
“Because,” the old lady’s smile grew wider, “your father couldn’t bear to hit you, and your mother felt she didn’t have the strength to hit you hard enough.”
Both of her daughters-in-law are wonderful people; when they lived in the old house, laughter never stopped.
Unfortunately, the son was not blessed with good fortune and passed away at a young age.
Thinking of this, even though she had long since let go of the past, Grandma Huang still felt a slight pain in her chest. However, she hid it well, and the smile on her face remained unchanged.
The son is gone, but the daughter-in-law and grandson are still alive. They have finally come out of this difficult time, and we can't let them be overshadowed by our actions.
Upon hearing this, Xie couldn't help but burst out laughing, "So that's how it is. I bet they're terrified of milk."
“Then you’re wrong,” the old lady continued after calming down. “They’re not most afraid of me, they’re most afraid of your grandfather.”
She found this strange too. Whether it was hitting or scolding, it was always her doing. The old man never interfered and never said anything harsh, yet these young men were the most afraid of him. They would retreat two feet away if he even coughed.
“It’s not that we’re afraid of him,” Huang Xiaosan corrected, “it’s that we feel he doesn’t like us, so we don’t dare to be presumptuous.”
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Huang's eyes darted around for a moment, then she said nonchalantly, "You have your parents and grandma who like you, that's enough, you don't care about him."
“I never cared about it,” Huang Lao Er said, pursing his lips. “My dad said that Grandpa’s head was kicked by a donkey, so he’s not normal and we shouldn’t bother with him.”
puff……
Xie, who was drinking water, couldn't help but spit it out. After wiping her mouth and tidying up the table, she quickly smiled apologetically, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have drunk water at this time."
As she spoke, her round eyes darted around, and she asked curiously, "Grandma, is this true?"
"That naughty second son even jokes with his own father, he really deserves a beating," Old Mrs. Huang said with a smile before explaining helplessly, "He was kicked by a donkey, that's right. Not on the head, but on the chin. On the way, when a donkey carrying goods overturned, he went to help and accidentally got kicked."
"Father is so witty," Jin said with some regret, "It's a pity I didn't get to see my granddaughter-in-law."
"Dad is not only funny but also capable," Huang Xiaosan's thoughts drifted into the distance, "As long as he's here, there's nothing to be afraid of."
Hearing these stories, Jiang Nuan became quite curious about Huang Mu.
However, she had no memory of it and dared not show anything unusual; she simply smiled and listened attentively.
“He knew how to set traps, catch fish by hand, and knew about herbs,” Huang Lao Er recalled the old days. “Every time he went to town, he would bring us snacks and bring hair ornaments for my mother.”
“Back then, we never lacked meat or food at home, so we never thought meat was anything special,” Huang said with a pained expression. “Later, when we were so hungry for meat that we realized how difficult it was to eat meat.”
“That’s right,” Wang nodded in agreement. “I had a good period of time, but my second sister-in-law has been suffering all along.”
“Suffering? I’ve never felt like I’ve suffered,” Xie shook her head. “Being able to marry into the Huang family is probably a blessing I accumulated in my past life.”
In Xie's heart, only after marrying into the Huang family did she become a real person, instead of a worthless burden like a tattered rag.
Even if we didn't have enough to eat back then, she still lived a more comfortable life than her parents' home.
She still feels incredibly lucky to have married into the Huang family.
“No matter what,” Grandma Huang sighed, “we’ve made it through.”
"Yes, our family's life will definitely get better and better!"
The group talked until late into the night before returning to their rooms, each with mixed feelings.
The yellow leaves came alive in Jiang Nuan's eyes:
Although he was thin, he was handsome and had been popular with girls since he was a child.
Although he lacked physical strength, he was quick-witted and earned more by himself than Old Man Huang and Huang Shi combined.
Furthermore, he was filial to his parents, doted on his wife, and cherished his young son...
Suddenly, Jiang Nuan felt that if she had such a husband, she might not be opposed to it.
"Why are you thinking about all this nonsense?" Jiang Nuan patted her head. "They're all gone, and you still won't let them go."
We've fallen, we've truly fallen!
Why am I acting so strangely today?
Banishing his chaotic thoughts, he turned around and entered the space. After meditating as usual, he picked up a sickle and began to cut wheat with swift strokes. "I must finish cutting it today, or there will be nowhere to raise seedlings."
The Huang family's life was ordinary, mundane, and even somewhat trivial, but it was very warm and gave people the illusion that time itself was gentle.
In the county town, at Yimanlou.
As expected, Qin met Meiyu.
"What did Wu Yuan ask you to do?" Mei Yu scrutinized Qin Shi for a moment before slowly asking, "Is this all he's got?"
He only thinks about relying on women.
It used to be her, but now it's this pitiful woman in front of me.
Yes, it's pitiful.
From the moment Qin appeared at Yimanlou, her fate was sealed.
With a relaxed and nonchalant tone, Qin felt like an insignificant pawn.
The long-lost contempt made her face stiffen. "Meiyu, why do women have to make things difficult for each other? No matter how despicable I am, I didn't put myself in a brothel."
"How much better do you think you are?" Qiu Qing said indignantly. "Wu Yuan is a traitor who plotted to usurp the throne. Everyone wants to kill him. If you follow him, you might as well end up in a brothel."
Upon hearing this, Qin's expression changed drastically. "Wu Yuan is a traitor?"
After he finished speaking, a fine layer of sweat appeared on his back.
"You dared to come here without knowing anything?" Qiu Qing looked at Qin Shi with pity. "I really don't know whether to say you're incredibly brave or just stupid?"
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