Chapter 710 Jade Theory
In the early morning, when it was still dark and the roosters hadn't crowed yet, the gate of the government office was open, and a horse-drawn carriage came out. Jiang Fubao and his party got on the carriage and then went straight out of the city.
The driver was still Pan Shitou. In the carriage were not only Jiang Fubao and Pan Erya, the master and servant, but also four more people.
It was Meng Bujiu and three little beggars.
When the sun came out, golden light penetrated through the gaps in the curtains and shone onto Jiang Fubao's face. She was dozing off, but she found it extremely dazzling and woke up.
While she was sleeping, no one in the carriage spoke, for fear of disturbing her rest.
Meng Bujiu was reading a book, Pan Erya was making tea and heating buns, and the three little beggars were leaning against the carriage in a daze, not knowing what they were thinking about. They might be worried about what their future would be like.
"Miss, are you awake? Here, the buns are already heated up. You and Master Meng can have a bun. You didn't have time to have breakfast this morning. Don't be hungry. Have one for the three of you."
When Pan Erya saw that she woke up, she quickly handed her a bun.
After Jiang Fubao took it, she handed it to Meng Bujiu and the little beggars.
The soft buns are grilled on charcoal until both sides are golden brown. When you take a bite, you will find that the outer skin is soft in the middle and crispy on both sides. The meat in the middle is fragrant and oily, and it is crunchy when you chew it. It is delicious.
Jiang Fubao, who had lost her appetite due to the shaking of the carriage, suddenly felt her appetite open up. Not satisfied after eating one fruit, she picked up a piece of dried fruit and took small bites to pass the time.
This dried fruit is made from green apricots. It is more sour than sweet and not as greasy as dried peaches. Paired with hot tea, you can't stop eating it.
"Brother Bujiu, it's better not to read too much when you're riding in a carriage. It's bad for your eyes. Don't wait until you're old and your eyes are blind."
Seeing Meng Bujiu reading a book seriously, Jiang Fubao bit a piece of dried fruit and said something to persuade him.
"Okay, I'll listen to you and stop reading." Meng Bujiu put down the book in his hand without any hesitation.
Afterwards, he also followed Jiang Fubao's example and started eating dried fruits.
The three little beggars each took a meat bun and took small bites of it, not wanting to eat it at all.
"Wang Da, pinch me quickly, hurry up, pinch me, let me see if this is real, am I dreaming? I actually ate a meat bun? Could it be that I haven't woken up yet?" The aroma of meat filled Wang Er's mouth, and he always felt like he was dreaming.
He hasn't eaten meat buns for many years.
The last time he ate meat buns was five years ago. Because he was extremely hungry, he mustered up the courage to steal a meat bun from a shop. As a result, he was beaten half to death, and Wang Da and Wang San were also beaten up.
He felt extremely guilty and from then on, he never stole anything again, even when he was extremely hungry and had to drink water to fill his stomach.
"Really? Sister Erya gave it to us." Wang San said, sucking the minced meat in his mouth. He was reluctant to swallow it only when the salty taste was gone.
"Hehe, thank you sister Erya, thank you master, and thank you sir." Wang Er thanked the three of them with a silly smile.
"You're welcome. Although being my apprentice doesn't guarantee you a comfortable life, you won't have to worry about food, clothing, and shelter. It's better than being a beggar. But I'll say this first. Since you're my apprentice, you must listen to me and not be cunning or treacherous. If I find out that you've broken the law or become bad people, I'll expel you from my school."
Jiang Fubao's eyes looked a little sharp.
The three of them immediately became serious.
"Yes, Master." Wang Da said.
"I know Master, I definitely wouldn't do that." Wang Er said.
"Yes, life is good, why would you become a bad person? Don't worry, Master." Wang San said firmly.
Even though they hadn't performed the ceremony of paying homage to each other, the three of them had already called him "Master".
Jiang Fubao did not correct them, because it was the same whether they shouted early or late.
"Eat, it's not enough. There's more. Stop talking nonsense. Erya, roast a few more. I'm not full either. If you don't eat it all, who will you give it to when you get back?" Jiang Fubao nodded slightly and instructed Pan Erya beside him.
"Okay, miss." Pan Erya opened the food box, which contained a dozen meat buns. They were all bought by Dong Qingyi's servants last night. The meat buns sold in this bun shop are the best in Ruling Prefecture. The price alone is one cent more expensive than other bun shops.
The carriage moved along at a moderate pace.
They returned to Lianshan Town only when the sun set.
Meng Bujiu also came back. He had to go home first to report his safety to his grandfather, stay there for a day, and then go back to the county government.
After sending Meng Bujiu to the door of Dong's house, Jiang Fubao got off the carriage at the door of the clinic.
After arranging accommodation for her three little apprentices, she returned to the Jiang residence with Jiang Ruyi and a group of servants.
When the Jiang family was having dinner in the evening, even if you were standing in the yard outside the main room, you could hear Jiang Fubao talking. No one in the room interrupted her, and everyone was listening attentively to her talking about the case.
Listening to gossip makes the food in the bowl taste more delicious.
The Jiang family has never had the rule of not talking while eating or sleeping.
"If you ask me, it's good that Mr. Liu died! Huang Shiwu was the man sent by God to deal with him. He deserved it for being so immoral!" Zhang Jinlan said indignantly.
"Mom is right. It's not a pity for a man like him to die. If he hadn't done so many things that brought him damnation, how could his family be wiped out? It's a pity for those chickens and ducks. If they weren't bled, they can't be eaten after they die. What a pity." Sun Pingmei agreed.
"Oh, for some people, giving birth to a daughter is like picking up a piece of jade." Zhu Yingqiu suddenly sighed.
"Sister-in-law, what do you mean?" Sun Pingmei didn't understand. She asked with her head tilted. Her mouth was stuffed with food, and her cheeks were bulging. She looked a little cute, which was not at all like what a person of her age should look like.
"If you pick up a piece of jade, you have to polish it first, otherwise how can you make it into jewelry? Isn't polishing the same as grinding? For example, Qian'er from the Xu family, when she was a girl, she lived a hard and tiring life at home. After finally reaching the age of 15, she suddenly became a jade bracelet and jade pendant sold in a jewelry store. She didn't even get to enjoy her life for a single day before she was immediately sold by her family for money.
If you are lucky, you will meet a good buyer who will treat it well throughout his life, and it will eventually be buried with the owner, or passed down from generation to generation, so you can say that your life was not lived in vain. If you are unlucky, you will meet a bad person, and you will get tired of it within a few days after buying it, and throw it away, or hide it in a box, where it will be smashed or dull, and finally never see the light of day, leading to a miserable life. "
The "it" that Zhu Yingqiu mentioned is also her.
In short, too many people did not treat their daughter as a human being, including her sister-in-law, Jiang Sanhe!
Looking at the sisters Jiang Huanyu and Jiang Ruyi who were sitting across the table eating chicken legs, Zhu Yingqiu felt happy for them.
Thanks to the good luck of these two sisters.