Old Man Huang was a very decisive man. Once he decided to live alone, he went back and started moving.
After packing their luggage, they immediately set off to the government office to transfer their household registration.
"Grandpa," Huang Sige greeted them from afar, "Have you been very busy lately? I haven't seen you all for a while."
"Something came up and I was held up," Old Huang said calmly. "What about you? Are you busy in the watermelon patch?"
“Yes,” Huang Sige’s smile deepened at these words. “The half-grown watermelons weigh about two pounds each. They’ll be ripe in another half month. It’s going to be quite a profit.”
I originally thought that 500 catties per mu was a pipe dream, but now I realize that they really weren't lying.
Even at two coins per pound, that's an income of one tael of silver, which is comparable to the income from the best fertile land.
"That's good," Old Huang said with a smile. "You continue with your work, I'll go to the county town."
"Your watermelons haven't been watered in a long time; they're all wilted and the leaves are turning yellow. Remember to water them later."
"Okay, I've got it."
After saying that, he continued walking forward.
The moment I stepped out of Huangjiakou, I suddenly turned around, carefully looked at the whole village, and made a deep impression on my mind by memorizing every blade of grass and every tree before continuing to walk forward, one step at a time.
The old man left, taking only his clothes and banknotes with him.
Eventually, he settled in a small town in the next county, bought a small shop with a yard, picked up the straw sandal weaving skills he had abandoned for many years, and opened a straw sandal shop.
After everything was settled, Jiang Nuan told the old lady the result.
"That's good too. Without other people to drag me down, even if life is a bit lonely, I won't end up miserable in my old age."
"It's not far, only about eighty li. If you're worried, you can go and check on it from time to time."
“What do I have to worry about?” Old Mrs. Huang said stubbornly. “He’s so shrewd, he’ll never let himself suffer. He might even be living a better life than us.”
"That's good."
Jiang Nuan did not refute the old lady's words, shook her head and left.
Although the old man was not seriously injured, he had to leave his hometown and was now all alone, which can only be described as tragic.
But when you get to the bottom of it, you can't blame anyone else.
The Huang brothers, who had just returned, had mixed feelings when they heard about this.
After a long silence, Huang Chuan spoke, "That's fine too."
Although he still harbored resentment, he wouldn't stoop so low as to argue with a frail old man.
Besides, no matter what, the old man is an elder, and there's nothing he can do.
"Is this what they call karma?" Jiang Chao smirked. "He went to great lengths for his eldest son and grandson, only to be forced to flee to a distant land by them in the end."
No matter how much Huangshan tries to make a living, he's still just one person.
If you really want to discipline someone, tie them with a rope and whip them hard. If one time doesn't work, try two. There will eventually be a time when they are disciplined.
Yet these three have become so dissolute; in the end, they just can't bring themselves to be ruthless.
I didn't want to hurt the relationship between father and son, or between grandfather and grandson, but things have gradually turned out this way. I wonder if the old man regrets it.
If he had been even half as ruthless as he was with his youngest son, he wouldn't be in this predicament today, and there would have been no need for him to leave his hometown.
"Shut up!" Old Mrs. Jiang glared at her grandson. "Don't you think before you speak? You're saying such sarcastic things, do you want a beating?"
Even if the old man isn't good, he's still an elder. How can you say such things carelessly?
Originally, the old lady was delighted to hear from her daughter that her sons had made great progress, especially her grandson, so she quickly burned incense and prayed to Buddha to thank her ancestors for their blessings.
As a result, all that joy for nothing led to not only no progress but also a further decline in performance.
Immediately, he felt anxious, angry, and disappointed.
Indeed, it's more reliable to place our hopes on the baby in the womb.
If she ever believes Jiang Chao can change for the better again, she will take her daughter's surname!
"Isn't this the truth?"
Jiang Chao shrugged, speechless.
Considering his elders' feelings, he had already restrained himself enough and didn't dare to say anything unpleasant.
"Say one more word," Old Mrs. Jiang said angrily, clutching her chest, "and you'd better get out of here."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chao immediately fell silent.
Although she didn't believe the old lady would make her leave, she didn't want to be punished for it, and she didn't want the two elders to use this incident to make her go back to take care of the pregnant woman.
Heaven knows, how could my gentle and patient mother become so unreasonable after carrying a baby?
“Grandma, don’t scold Jiang Chao,” Huang Lao Er noticed the fierce look in the old lady’s eyes and quietly blocked Jiang Chao. “He’s not wrong. The old man chose to do that back then, and now he should accept the result calmly. That’s what a real man does.”
"You still have the nerve to talk back?" Old Mrs. Jiang's anger intensified. "Old man, get me a feather duster. I'm going to teach those two brats a lesson today."
Although this person is indeed unpopular, it's not something these younger generation can criticize.
"Mother," Jiang Nuan quickly stopped them as things got increasingly chaotic, "I have something to say to them. If you want to teach them a lesson, wait until I'm done."
"Really?" Grandma Jiang looked at her with suspicion. "Could it be that you're deliberately lying to me to protect them?"
"Of course not," Jiang Nuan carefully reminded her, "Mother forgot about some of the children..."
Upon hearing this, the old lady immediately became serious. "This matter really needs to be thoroughly discussed. If you can't bring yourself to do it, I will do it myself. I absolutely cannot let her off the hook."
Although Wang was sent to town, the mother and daughter argued about her for a long time.
Grandma Jiang preferred to lock the person in the temple to prevent future troubles, but Jiang Nuan felt that how to deal with the wife her son had married should be up to his opinion.
In the end, the old lady gave in.
"What child?" Huang Lao Er's heart tightened. "Has something happened to Daya?"
As he spoke, he tried to rush out.
I haven't had a proper hug with my child since I got home.
Seeing this, Huang Xiaosan immediately grabbed the person, "What's the rush? How could Second Sister-in-law let her daughter get into trouble?"
"Too."
After regaining his senses, Huang Lao Er kept glancing at Huang Lao Da.
He had an unwavering trust in his wife; he believed that the one who got into trouble wasn't Er Ya, but Da Niu and his group.
Huang Laoda also had this premonition and asked anxiously, "Mother, are Da Niu and the other two sick?"
“After you left, your wife abused the children in secret. All three children have injuries, especially Er Ya. None of the younger ones have a clean scalp.”
Even today, Jiang Nuan is still not calm when she talks about these things. "I'll have someone send your wife to the house in town, and I won't let her come back. As for how to handle it, that's up to you."
Upon hearing this, Huang Laoda doubted his ears. "Mom, my wife is abusing the children? Is this true?"
"There's a fake one?" Old Mrs. Jiang sneered. "These days, children need to be watched while they sleep. They have nightmares every day and wake up at the slightest noise. If you dare to bring Wang Shi back, this old woman will kick you out too."
Grandma Jiang spoke with great confidence.
Although she only lived in her daughter's house, she never considered herself an outsider, and no one else treated her as an outsider either.
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