Shui Qing patted the boy's shoulder beside her, a faint smile playing on her lips, and taught him: "Human hearts are like the sun, impossible to look directly at; and don't easily test human nature, because human nature cannot withstand testing, what we need to do is avoid it."
With four hundred or so people, how can everyone be well? It's impossible for everyone to be well.
Bai Ziqian kept pondering Shui Qing's words, and for a moment forgot to reply.
Shui Qingle's leisurely pace and ability to think are good things.
As she walked, she carefully observed the current state of Shanshui Village.
When she first arrived last year, most of the houses were thatched huts, with only a few brick and tile houses and adobe houses, which also had thatched roofs.
While the number of brick and tile houses has not increased, the number of adobe houses has skyrocketed, and all of them have gray tile roofs.
Before the rainstorm, only Fan Damu's and Zhang Tuzi's families still lived in thatched huts in the entire village. After the rainstorm, they were still the same two families, except that Fan Damu's family had been registered as slaves and moved to the Wu County Magistrate's mansion. Now, only Zhang Tuzi's family remained in thatched huts in the village.
Therefore, when the commotion came from the thatched hut ahead, Shuiqing stopped only when she reached the nearest point.
It wasn't that she wanted to eavesdrop on other people's private matters, but rather that she heard the name Wen Hua!
Bai Ziqian also stopped and looked up at Shui Qing, who gestured for him to be quiet.
"I've inquired about it. Hu Wenhua is also sixteen years old this year, the same age as me. His father is a butcher, and I heard that his mother made a lot of wine and sold it in Niutou Town last year!"
If I marry into that family, wouldn't I be eating meat and drinking wine at every meal?! Maybe I could even bring back a big bone for my parents and brother to make soup. What do you think?
Zhang the Bald's voice came: "Hey, big bone soup, this is delicious! Paired with dark flour buns, a sip of bone soup and a bite of bun, oh my, you could swallow your tongue!"
"But, didn't your father break up with Hu Shuiqing? If you marry Hu Wenhua, where will your father's face be?"
Bai Ziqian frowned and lowered his voice, saying, "Is this Zhang the Bald's family?"
Shui Qing nodded.
She remembered Zhang the Bald's voice. There were four people in the Zhang family: Zhang the Bald, his wife Zhang the Second Aunt, their eldest daughter Zhang Chunhua and Zhang Xiaocao (who were cousins), and their son Zhang the Little Dog.
The last voice was noticeably older; it must have been Aunt Zhang speaking.
Bai Ziqian's face was grim. Zhang Chunhua was not only unattractive, but also lazy, greedy, and arrogant. She often went to Zhang Xiaocao's house to steal things. Now, judging from her words, it seemed that she had taken a fancy to Uncle Wenhua.
That won't do!
His uncle Wenhua is strong, hardworking, polite and chaste... he's as good as he could possibly be, how could he be a match for someone like Zhang Chunhua!
"Hey, Hu Wenhua is Hu Wenhua, and that woman is that woman, how can you lump them together!" Zhang the Bald's dissatisfied voice came. "Besides, if our Chunhua can marry into the Hu family, she will be the mistress of the Hu family in the future. When she, as an aunt, goes back to the Hu family, she will have to watch my daughter's face."
"Daughter, you'll give her a hard time then, and vent your anger for me!"
"Dad's right! I'll definitely side with you and get revenge for you!"
Hearing this, Shui Qingqi laughed.
She hasn't even entered the house yet, and she's already trying to manipulate her sister-in-law? No matter which family this girl marries into, none of them will be peaceful.
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