“Mother is right,” Huang Xiaosan immediately agreed. “It’s just that if we go up the mountain to cut them now, it will take a while for them to dry. Let’s leave it at that for now.”
He also found it somewhat of an eyesore.
When we opened the door, the family specially spent 100 coins to have the carpenter apply clear varnish, which is insect-proof, moisture-proof, and durable. But patching this up looks like a plaster, and it doesn't look right at all.
Thinking about this made him want to beat up the person who came.
I've never seen anything so bearish.
At this moment, Huang Xiaosan never imagined that someone who could break down a door with a single punch could be someone he could afford to provoke.
Jiang Nuan was also inwardly complaining.
She worked hard for her family for six years without complaint, what did she do to deserve this cruel treatment?
Is it moral decay or the distortion of human nature?
However, in order to maintain their image, they must pretend to be nonchalant, no matter what they are thinking.
“The repair of the official road has been much faster, and the corvée labor should be completed before March,” Jiang Nuan said after thinking for a moment. “Then we can build a new gate and cut more wood, just enough to build a school.”
“Alright,” Huang Lao Er turned his face away, out of sight, out of mind. “Mother, it’s getting late, we should go to the ancestral hall.”
“Wait a minute,” Xie said, taking out a cloak she had just made. “Wear this, it’ll keep you warm.”
“Husband,” Jin Shi rushed over, “you should put it on too.”
"What's this?" Huang Lao Er turned the cloak over and over. "Why doesn't it even have sleeves? Wife, are we short of fabric?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Madam Xie scolded, "This is how the clothes are."
As she spoke, Madam Xie gently helped Huang Lao Er fasten his clothes before explaining, "Mother said that young masters in the city dress like this; it's very impressive."
The indigo cloak looked somewhat dark at night, but it fit the tall and imposing Huang Lao Er perfectly, making him look very smart.
On the other side, Jin made a dark-colored cloak for Huang Xiaosan, with pine trees embroidered along the hem. It was much more exquisite than Huang Lao Er's and made him look more refined.
“Whatever you say goes,” Huang Lao Er said, completely oblivious to any romantic feelings. “Little San, let’s go.”
In a good mood, Xie thought her husband would at least offer some praise, but...
He glared at the two figures as they disappeared into the distance, then let out a cold snort.
You bastard, we'll see tonight.
“They went to join in the fun,” Jiang Nuan pointed to the hall, “You two don’t need to waste your time either, go over there, I’ll teach you to read.”
“Mother, I’m a little nervous,” Xie Shi said, looking at Jiang Nuan with admiration. “Aren’t you worried about whether things will go smoothly tonight?”
If this really happens, their family's status will definitely rise significantly.
"Go learn to read, don't think too much, just wait." Jiang Nuan wasn't sure either, but she knew how to distract herself and how to pretend.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be teaching people to recognize characters now.
If the position of clan leader were to truly fall to the second branch of the family, she would have far fewer things to worry about.
We can be a little more unrestrained.
A large number of people gathered in the ancestral hall and the open space in the courtyard, with torches planted all around.
Old Huang, standing at the forefront, got straight to the point: "You all know what happened this morning, and I don't want to bring up such a distressing matter again. Now let's talk about our decision."
"First, the eldest son is unworthy of his position and should be stripped of his patriarchal duties."
"Secondly, according to the rules, the position of clan leader should go to the second branch of the family."
"Third, Huang Shi stepped down as village chief and inherited the position of clan chief."
"Fourth, since the third branch of the family has no male heirs, the position of village chief has fallen to the fourth branch, and Huang Hua has taken on the role."
"Second Uncle," Huang Sige grinned from ear to ear upon hearing this, "Can I really become the village chief?"
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