Chapter 164 The Third Young Master's Transformation and Return Home (Part 4)
"You don't like her?"
"I like her, but not that kind of like." Yun Ting explained, "Grandma, let me put it this way, when I look at Daya, I feel like I'm looking at my mother, even though I've never met her."
Daya is gentle, intelligent, considerate, and when she is serious, she is awe-inspiring and inviolable.
"I like her, but I get nervous looking at her."
That is definitely not love between men and women.
To put it bluntly, he couldn't even lift his head in front of Daya.
How could he possibly have such a dirty feeling?
That’s Daya!
"That's a good girl. Grandmother actually hopes that you can find a wife like that, but if you don't like her, then forget it. In this life, nothing can compare to the happiness in your heart." The old ancestor said with some regret.
Before Yun Ting could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard his grandmother ask, "What about the second and third daughters in her family?"
"Grandma, please forgive me. Erya's mouth can tear me apart. Sanya has only just managed to keep her head!"
In order to prevent his grandmother from making random matchmaking, Yun Ting immediately changed the subject.
"Grandma, I have a few things I want to tell you."
"Speak, Grandma is listening!"
Yun Ting told the story of how many palace lanterns were lit in the corridor.
"No one goes during festivals, let alone on ordinary days. I know the mansion doesn't lack that little money, but grandma, it's never good to waste it."
"Okay, okay, my Ting'er is right. Grandma will have someone do it tomorrow!"
"We don't expect to save this little money. So, with the money we save, we'll set up a porridge stall in winter and give out a few pots of porridge every day. I don't know if it will accumulate merit, but grandmother, if we have a hard time in the future, there may be someone to help us. Isn't Xiao Yan one of them?"
I've never eaten pork, but I've seen pigs run.
Xiao Yan is the pig raised by Lu Qi's mother.
The old ancestor sighed and said, "Ting'er, you can think of these things, it is the blessing of our ancestors!"
There is hope for the Duke's Mansion again.
Nothing makes the elderly happier than seeing their children and grandchildren succeed.
"Today is the happiest day Grandma has had in recent years. I was reluctant to let you go, but seeing how much progress you've made in such a short time away, I'm letting you go. I look forward to seeing you support the Duke's Mansion."
Yun Ting blushed at the old man's passionate speech.
In fact, he is still that good-for-nothing, neither good at literature nor at martial arts.
But he does as much as he can, which is better than just eating and waiting to die.
He was tired, but fulfilled, and now if anyone dared to call him a playboy, he would just spit at them.
"It's getting late, go back early." The old ancestor said, "I saw you looked at the red parrot a few times today, let's take it back with you."
"No, Grandma, keep it to entertain you."
He had indeed thought selfishly before and asked for the parrot to take back to entertain Arya, and he felt guilty for his selfishness.
But later during dinner, he heard that the red parrot cost two hundred taels of silver, and he really didn't want it anymore.
What is the concept of two hundred taels of silver?
Three taels of silver can buy one Erya, and two hundred taels of silver can buy more than sixty Eryas.
More than sixty Eryas can drown him with their saliva.
More than sixty girls could jump out of the wall in such a dark night, drag their bleeding knees, and run several miles to seek help.
That's a huge team.
The silver that can change the fate of more than sixty Eryas can only buy a bird.
Grandmother is old and wants to enjoy whatever she wants. Yun Ting also hopes to give her the best.
But Yun Ting himself would never spend two hundred taels of silver to buy a bird for himself, now or in the future.
Having seen so much suffering, he could not justify squandering his money.
Apart from being lucky enough to be born into such a family, what else did he have to deserve such luxury?
When Yun Ting left, he did another thing.
He went to the kitchen to ask for wooden barrels, and took the leftovers that the servants in the mansion had not finished eating. He simply divided them into cold and hot dishes, and then put them all into two large wooden barrels.
"Third Young Master, what do you want these for?" the kitchen staff asked nervously.
"Nothing. I won't return the barrel. Just say I took it. How about I write you a note to save you the trouble?"
"No, no, Third Young Master, no need. I'll carry it. Where do you want to put it?"
The blisters on Yun Ting's hands were still aching, so he didn't argue with the servant. "Put it on the carriage."
He walked around the kitchen again, looking around.
The cook's voice changed with nervousness, and she asked respectfully, "Third Young Master, would you like something else to eat?"
"Yes, venison?" Yun Ting asked.
The cook said hurriedly, "Yes, yes, yes. We don't have fresh ones, but we have pickled ones. But if you want fresh ones, it's quick to kill them right away."
"No need, just pickle the venison for me quickly."
Erya, that greedy girl, has always been thinking about venison.
Pickled venison is also venison.
Yun Ting returned with a full load and was so tired that he fell asleep immediately.
He had a dream that he was standing above the clouds, looking down at the earth.
The long corridor of the Duke's Mansion was filled with lanterns and laughter.
Across the wall, a three-year-old girl, without pants, shivered while holding a broken bowl...
Early the next morning, Yun Ting urged Xiao Yan to set off.
He asked Lu Qiniang to pick out the old clothes he had obtained from the Duke's Mansion, and then put the rest on the donkey's back.
There were two large buckets of leftovers. He took a while to pick and let Xiao Yan take a while to pick.
Those who were doing corvee labor had a festival on August 16th that was better than the Mid-Autumn Festival or even the Chinese New Year.
They had meat to eat and clothes to wear, which was a blessing from heaven that they talked about for the rest of their lives.
Of course, for some others, August 16th is a dark day.
Because on the Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor invited everyone in the palace to eat crabs.
The crabs were said to have been raised for a few days, but they tasted just as good as the ones that Concubine Shu had invited guests to.
But after eating the crabs, the emperor became very angry.
The concubines and princes all knelt on the ground.
The prince begged the emperor to calm down and take care of his health.
The emperor asked the prince to handle the matter and conduct a thorough investigation of the palace's purchases.
The prince was now confused, and those who had tampered with the situation felt a fear that doomsday was approaching.
And Lu Qiniang also received good news.
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