Watching Han Xuri's fleeing figure, the Emperor felt as if he had forgotten something.
The hand holding the calligraphy brush suddenly stopped.
"This brat, does he think making a wedding dress is free? He made me pay for it all."
That's incredibly unfilial.
After saying that, he shook his head and continued reviewing his memorials.
In Davar, the most talked-about topic is Zhang San'er and his mother.
That night, Granny Zhang stayed up until dawn, only to find the house empty when she got up. Her two sons' rooms were also completely empty.
Even the pots in the kitchen were taken away.
All that was left for her was an earthenware pot and a handful of rice.
Since getting married, Granny Zhang has never done any housework again, clumsily cooking the rice into porridge.
After finishing her drink, she finally began to properly tidy up her room.
Don't let her age fool you; she's over forty and her grandson is already several years old. She's quite the fashionista.
The clothes alone are better. Let's pack them up; there will be at least several large bags.
There are four or five cotton-padded coats alone.
After tidying up his own room, he went to tidy up Zhang San'er's room as well.
Zhang San'er's room was as messy as a doghouse.
That brat pawned all the good bedding and clothes.
There were only a few patched clothes left in the closet, and a cotton-padded coat with many patches.
Now the house is sold, the old man is gone, and the youngest son was even punished. We don't even know where he is now.
As she thought about it, Granny Zhang was overcome with grief and couldn't help but cry.
But no matter how much she cried, she couldn't bring the old man back to life, nor could she bring back the mistress.
The time for the real estate agency to come and take possession of the property was fast approaching.
Granny Zhang tidied up her youngest son's room and packed everything up.
But as an old woman, she couldn't carry all these things. Thinking that she still had some money, she quickly knocked on the door next door.
The neighbor has an oxcart, and Granny Zhang wants to hire it to help her move.
"Sister-in-law Zhang, helping you move is no problem, but where to move to, how much will the transportation cost? And have you found a place to stay?"
"I asked Ma Dahua next door."
Granny Zhang nodded. "There's room, there's room."
After agreeing on the fare, Ma Dahua's husband hitched up the cart, and Ma Dahua went over to help Granny Zhang load the cart.
With the oxcart in hand, Granny Zhang intended to move everything out of the house, not even a chamber pot; she wasn't going to let it go.
He held the thing in his hand, thought for a moment, sighed, and put it down.
Taking that thing with you is useless; the old man is gone.
The truck was almost fully loaded, and the brokers came to collect the house.
Old Lady Zhang didn't make a fuss. She gave the key to the broker and then led the oxcart through a maze of twists and turns until she reached a small alley.
When they arrived at the last house in the alley, they took out their keys and opened the door.
This is a small courtyard with only one bedroom and one kitchen.
There was a woodshed in the yard. The yard wasn't big, only about ten square meters.
At first glance, it looks very cramped.
The highlight of this little courtyard is that there is a well in the courtyard.
Ma Dahua and her husband helped Granny Zhang unload the things and carry them inside. Granny Zhang promptly gave them some coins.
After receiving the money, Ma Dahua became interested in gossip.
"Sister-in-law Zhang, didn't your family just separate yesterday? When did you buy this house?"
Granny Zhang would never admit that she had bought the house.
"Hey, this wasn't bought. It belongs to one of my cousins. He runs a business in another city, so he asked me to look after it for him."
"I had nowhere else to stay, so I thought of this place. With a little cleaning, it should be habitable, though a bit small."
Although Ma Dahua didn't believe what Granny Zhang said, since Granny Zhang wasn't going to tell the truth, she couldn't force her.
Feeling it wasn't very interesting, I went back with the man.
After tidying up her things, Granny Zhang felt so tired she was dizzy.
There wasn't much to eat at home, so she locked the door and planned to go outside to buy a pancake first, and then go buy some grain.
She has to live, and she still needs to find her youngest son.
When Old Mrs. Zhang went to buy cakes, she overheard some gossip.
"Have you heard about the murder case at the county government office yesterday?"
I wonder how many lifetimes of bad deeds that family committed to produce such a spendthrift son.
A genuine tragedy: family destroyed and people killed.
I heard that the gambler who received 10 taels of silver on the spot was robbed as soon as he left the yamen, and not only that, he was also reportedly beaten up.
The constables saw that the gambler was barely breathing, so they sent him to the pharmacy. They don't know if he's dead or alive now.
The most unfortunate one is the pharmacy. They've taken in this patient for nothing; who's going to pay for the consultation?
Hearing this gossip, Granny Zhang forgot about buying the cakes and, after finding out which pharmacy it was, sped off.
Thankfully, no one binds their feet these days, otherwise they would have fallen countless times.
When they arrived at the pharmacy, Zhang San'er was indeed lying inside.
Seeing her third son's miserable state, Granny Zhang burst into tears.
The young apprentice brought in a bowl of medicine.
"Are you his mother? What are you crying for? The person isn't even born yet!"
Granny Zhang was about to throw a tantrum, but then she remembered that no one was backing her up now, so she softened her tone.
"I'm his mother, is my son badly hurt?"
Granny Zhang asked cautiously.
The young medicine boy shook his head.
"Is it serious? It depends on how you look at it. If those dozens of lashes had hit you, you'd probably be dead by now. But if they hit him, he's fine, Yang Yang is alright."
Since you're his mother, then settle the money first.
It wasn't expensive either, only 2 taels and 35 coins in total.
Upon hearing that it would cost so much money, Zhang's first reaction was to clutch her purse tightly.
The young apprentice glanced at Zhang.
“If you, as a mother, are unwilling to pay for your son’s fees, that’s fine too. I’ll just sell him by the foot later.”
After all, he owed money first, so if he didn't have the money, he could sell himself to pay off his debts; there's nothing wrong with that.
When Granny Zhang heard that she would sell her son if she didn't get paid, she became anxious.
Hurry up and stop wasting time, go and settle the payment.
Zhang San'er was in a coma due to the severity of his injuries.
The young apprentice forcibly moved and turned him over, then forced a bowl of bitter medicine down Zhang San'er's throat.
His rough manner broke Old Lady Zhang's heart.
However, she dared not speak out against her anger.
Zhang San'er didn't wake up until the afternoon.
After inquiring about her son's condition, Granny Zhang felt that it was better for him to stay at the pharmacy, at least there would be someone to take care of him.
If she goes home, she, an old woman, really can't take care of herself.
However, the expenses at this pharmacy were simply too high, which was a problem she had to consider.
Despite the heartache, Zhang San'er stayed at the pharmacy for three days until his wounds scabbed over before deciding to leave.
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