When Jiang Nuan returned home, she found an unexpected guest.
"Jiang Xu, what brings you here? How are our parents?" Jiang Nuan was overjoyed to see her younger brother, whom she hadn't seen in a long time.
“Your parents are home,” Jiang Chao said with a smile. “You sent so much venison home yesterday, and your mother cooked it overnight and asked me to bring you half of it.”
They sent not only venison, but also some wheat flour, millet, red dates, and other nourishing foods.
Even though she knew her daughter didn't need these things, Grandma Jiang still couldn't help but send over these nice things.
"Why did you send it back again?" Jiang Nuan said helplessly. "You can eat it yourselves, there's no need to send it over."
She suddenly remembered a story she used to hear as a joke: Dad brought home an apple from outside, left it for Mom to eat, Mom left it for the child to eat, and the child then gave it to Dad to eat.
In the end, no one ate it.
Because it's been left out for too long, it's gone bad.
In a life of scarcity, food is precious, but even more precious is the affection it embodies.
“It’s okay, we still have plenty,” Jiang Xu grinned foolishly, “enough to eat.”
“Okay,” Jiang Nuan knew her family’s feelings and didn’t want to argue about it. “How is Jiang Chao? Is he exhausted?”
Although her son said he was fine, Jiang Nuan was still worried about her nephew.
“No problem,” Jiang Xu explained. “I’m fed all kinds of meat every day, and I’m very strong. There’s nothing serious. I’ll switch them out occasionally.”
"That's good," Jiang Nuan said, her expression turning serious. "Even if you didn't come, I would have sent Xiao San to make the trip. I heard today that the county is going to shorten the construction period and complete the corvée labor before March. Our village is sending all the laborers together. You should also make some preparations as soon as possible."
"What? The construction period has been shortened? Has the workload decreased as a result?"
"What are you thinking?" Jiang Nuan tapped her younger brother on the head. "It's already a favor that we don't add any more for you, and you still want less?"
“What can we do?” Jiang Xu said with a worried look. “Even if we work ourselves to death, we still can’t finish this.”
“We need to find help. There are so many people in Jiangjiazhuang, we can manage to work together.” After thinking for a moment, Jiang Nuan added, “If anyone is unwilling, we can simply divide the remaining section of the road equally, one share for each person, and whoever fails to complete their share will be responsible for it.”
The reason they pass the buck is simply because they feel that the law does not punish the masses.
Tsk tsk, she doesn't believe anyone would dare disobey her.
Thinking about it this way, she slapped her head in frustration and muttered to herself, "Why didn't I think of that just now? This way, my brother wouldn't have to argue with the villagers."
I can't believe I only thought of such a simple and effective method now.
Sure enough, if you don't use your brain for too long, it's become rusty.
"It's alright, I brought walnuts. My mother went to great lengths to find them; they're good for the brain," Jiang Xu said, his face practically praising me.
What an idiot!
Jiang Nuan was furious. She was just saying it casually; she didn't need to use her brain.
"Shut up, if you can't speak properly, then don't speak," Jiang Nuan squeezed out a sentence, and then earnestly instructed, "Remember to tell my parents what I said, and tell them to make arrangements as soon as possible."
After thinking for a moment, she added, "There's no need to rush. When the boss comes back in a couple of days, I'll have him help you."
"Mother," Xie said in surprise, "why did you let my eldest brother come back?"
With an extra person suddenly appearing, she was a little afraid she wouldn't feel comfortable.
"More than half a month has passed, he should have learned his lesson, that's enough."
If she doesn't come back soon, she'll completely forget about this son.
Besides, there's more and more work to be done at home, so it's a waste not to use such a strong laborer.
In short, nothing good happened.
Jiang Nuan was very assertive about the idea that sons were meant to be used.
"Huh?" Jiang Xu looked around. "Xiao Chuan isn't here? Where did he go?"
“He’s gone for reform,” Jiang Nuan smiled mysteriously. “Don’t worry about him, that kid’s living a good life.”
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