Chapter 54 The Scumbag Returns Home
Xiao Yan said, "Thanks to Brother Liu and sister-in-law's help, I finally have a place to stay. I also have a humble request. I would like to ask sister-in-law to help me buy a large bed and bedding."
Liu Xing had given him two taels of silver before, and now he took it out and handed it to Tong.
Tong didn't take the silver. She laughed and said, "Brother Xiao, are you thinking about women? A big bed is good. I want a big, solid bed."
Liu Xing cursed, "You dirty woman, what are you talking about?"
"I'm low-brow, and you're high-brow? Pah, what goes with what? You're a beast when you take off your pants, and you're pretending when you put them back on?"
Tong scolded Liu Xing so badly that he couldn't even raise his head.
"It won't cost that much silver," said Mrs. Tong. "The bed is not worth much. With a new set of bedding, one or two taels of silver will be enough."
"I need two new sets of bedding." Xiao Yan said, "If the money is not enough, I am currently short of money, and I am afraid my sister-in-law will have to help me fill the gap."
"Two sets? Yes, yes, good things come in pairs. Wait, I'll choose a festive one for you." Tong said readily.
Liu Xing cursed, "Don't talk nonsense."
Tong said, "You know nothing!"
Men are such rough creatures. Even if you let them sleep on straw and cover them with a torn sack, they will still snore loudly.
Do men care about beds and bedding?
When I think of these things, I definitely think of women.
Liu Xing thought it was impossible.
He felt that Xiao Yan was thinking about the fat woman. Although he didn't know why Xiao Yan had such a strange taste, he could see it and believed in his own judgment.
Tong acted out of woman's intuition.
Xiao Yan neither admitted nor denied it, but simply entrusted the matter to Tong.
Liu Xing and his wife went back home and continued to argue for a long time. Finally, Tong snorted and said, "If you don't believe me, just wait and see. I'm waiting for the day when you get slapped in the face."
Liu Xing blushed and said, "That's absolutely impossible. Brother Xiao also asked me to find someone in Tongyifang to help keep an eye on that woman's house to see when her husband will come back!"
Tong had also heard about Xiao Yan and Lu Qiniang's affairs and said, "Since she already has a husband and he's been kicked out, do you think a man like that would go back to her? In my opinion, he's worried because the indenture is still in her hands!"
Liu Xing was speechless.
Because when he asked Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan did say so.
"After all, it's my master's house, so I have to take care of it a little bit."
"If Lu Qi Niang had really been born as Diao Chan, perhaps Brother Xiao would have fought for her. It would have been considered a hero's love for a beauty. But what are you fighting for now? Fighting for that piece of fat that you can't even cook when you get home."
Liu Xing suddenly became listless, and after a while he said, "I'll find a good one for Brother Xiao in the future."
At the same time, Zhang Heyao, using the excuse that his parents had appeared in his dreams, left his newly married wife and a group of followers on the way back to Beijing, and rode his horse at full speed to the capital.
When they arrived at the post station along the way in the evening, the postmaster, who was originally yawning, saw the badge thrown to him and immediately perked up and walked forward to salute with a smile on his face.
Facing his flattery, Zhang Heyao said calmly: "Just open two rooms for the two of us."
Following behind him was Sun Shun, who had "died on the battlefield" with him.
The postmaster said, "How can we be so casual? We must give Master Zhang the best room."
Zhang Heyao glanced at Sun Shun, who understood what he meant and threw a piece of silver to him. The postmaster then became even more attentive to them.
They were busy arranging the horses, delivering food and hot water, and were having a great time.
The two men had been traveling for a whole day and were very hungry, so they just lowered their heads and ate.
After eating until he was about 60% full, Sun Shun sighed and said, "Now I want to eat a bowl of noodles with soybean paste made by my grandmother."
"We can eat it when we get home." Zhang Heyao said, "We are returning to Beijing this time and will probably stay here forever. You can be filial to your grandmother."
"Yes." Sun Shun nodded. "Sir, why did you insist on leaving the princess behind and going back by yourself? If you were worried about my sister-in-law... Qi Niang, wouldn't it be okay for me to go back and tell her on your behalf?"
Zhang Heyao's eyes moved slightly, as if he was lost in memories.
Not a good memory.
The days after his parents passed away were the darkest moments in his life.
Poverty brings endless sorrow, and bullying brings dark pressure.
Even when recalling it many years later, Zhang Heyao still feels that it was an unbearable burden.
He hated the ugly patched clothes Lu Qi Niang prepared for him, hated the malicious ridicule from his classmates when she delivered lunch to the school every day, and hated the awkwardness of practicing calligraphy with his frostbitten hands while shivering in the freezing cold...
Some people say that the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and use this to encourage students from poor families.
But more flowers bloom between spring and summer, and without the harsh wind and frost, they can still receive countless praises.
He doesn't want to be the plum blossom that fights against the bitter cold. He wants to be a superior person, a peony that lives in affluence, or a camellia that can be kept in a greenhouse and cherished even in winter.
That experience was a shame that he never wanted to mention again in his life.
And Lu Qinniang was the mosquito blood that witnessed the suffering, recorded the suffering, and even reminded him of the suffering.
It was stuck on the dirty wall, a permanent reminder of his shameful past.
"Sir?" Sun Shun called out cautiously again.
"Qi Niang is too stubborn and won't listen to advice. I have to go back and deal with it myself before I can feel at ease." Zhang Heyao said.
In fact, he had originally thought about never having any contact with Lu Qiniang until his death.
So for all these years, even when he was alive, he never thought about contacting Lu Qiniang.
Just let Lu Qinniang treat him as dead.
But later, after he was together with Princess Zhaoyang, he sent someone to secretly go back to inquire about Lu Qiniang's news. When he learned that she had never married and had only adopted three daughters as a widow, he changed his mind again.
——The lady can certainly help him rise to the top, but she is not sincere.
Looking at Song Mingzhen, he would remember how good Lu Qiniang had been to him.
Although she is rough, she only has eyes for herself.
So Zhang Heyao decided to go back first.
He wanted to have a good talk with Lu Qiniang.
To be honest, he was not sure either.
Lu Qiniang is very stubborn and insists on her own opinions. If communication is not good, I'm afraid she will make a fuss.
So Zhang Heyao was feeling very nervous at this moment.
"Sir, how do you plan to place the abandoned mother?"
"Buy her a house and give her some money every month so she can take care of the three adopted girls."
Zhang He thought that Lu Qin's mother was soft-hearted. She had raised three daughters for so many years and must have deep feelings for them.
For the sake of her three daughters' future, she should follow her own arrangements.
Abandoned mother, long time no see.
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