After saying this, Jiang Minchang went into the house to avoid looking at the outside world. Wang Shi, unable to withstand the reproachful looks from her children and grandchildren, also went into the house.
Jiang Songzong and several of his cousins carried the grain out and delivered it to Jiang Bai's house.
Looking at the millet and grains laid out in the yard, Jiang Lu was somewhat incredulous.
"Sister, how come they were able to bring everything back so easily this time?"
When did the old house become so obedient? Do they think having their household registration documents will make them so compliant?
Jiang Bai held the peach wood sword that the sorceress had dropped in his hand. The hilt was wrapped with thick strips of cloth. When he pressed his fingers against the blade, he could indeed feel a burning sensation.
She lowered her eyes slightly, put the peach wood sword aside, came to Jiang Lu's side, grabbed a handful of millet, and sniffed it lightly.
I didn't smell anything unusual, but there was some very fine dust inside the millet, making it look like it was covered in dust.
"These grains are inedible."
"Keep it at the bottom of your drawer!"
Although she couldn't see anything wrong with the returned grain, the old house had indeed been too generous, unbelievably so.
To be on the safe side, it's better not to eat it.
"But sister, this is all the food we have left."
"It's alright, I'll go to the county to buy grain after tomorrow." Anyway, she has money.
"Are we just going to let them off like this?" Jiang Lu was still furious at the thought of the people from the old house causing a scene at their house and the returned grain being problematic.
"Let them go? It's not that easy." Jiang Bai sneered.
"Look, I've prepared a big one for them."
"Otherwise, they'll think we're just joking with them."
Holding the household registration documents of the old house in his hand, a glint of light flashed in Jiang Bai's eyes.
The hatred of the Song family being sold.
Jiang Songwen was driven to madness by the vengeance.
She wants to get it all back.
After this incident, the flour that had been prepared in advance was no longer usable. Jiang Bai had no choice but to rush to the county with Jiang Lu to buy another batch of supplies. They got back home and started working.
As dawn broke, Jiang Bai, dressed in red, carried a basket on her back, with Jiang Lu following behind her, carrying a basket filled with wedding cakes the size of a child's palm.
"Da Ya, where are you going?"
The villagers working in the fields were all surprised to see Jiang Bai dressed like this.
"Third Uncle, my sister is on her way to pick up her bride. Please have some wedding cakes and share in the joy."
The two sisters had already walked far away, but the villager was still standing there, stunned. After a while, he turned to look at the people in another field and asked, "San Gouzi, did you hear what Er Yatou said?"
He scratched his head, uncertainly asking, "Is it said that Da Ya is coming to pick up her bride?"
"A wedding procession? This girl has really taken in a son-in-law! Why did she not say a word, and suddenly she's getting married... no, getting married? I have to tell the clan chief right away."
The man slapped his thigh and ran towards the clan chief's house.
Many others did the same, all running towards the clan chief's house.
These people rushed to the clan chief's house, but didn't see him. Hearing that the clan chief was in the ancestral hall, they ran over to the ancestral hall.
"Chieftain, Chieftain, Chieftain..."
The person who ran over looked at the long table and sacrificial animals set up at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and the words he was about to say stuck in his throat.
Looking at the table again, I saw a red silk hanging in front of it, and a little further in front of that, there was a memorial tablet for Jiang Anliang.
"What's wrong?"
The clan chief frowned as he looked at the large group of people, wondering if something had happened.
"It seems that you, clan leader, already know."
The visitor sighed, and only then did the clan leader realize why they had rushed over.
"When Bai Yatou is married into the clan, 90% of the family's harvest will be put into the clan granary, 10% will belong to the clan, and 80% will belong to her brothers."
"Today she is welcoming her new husband and registering him in the family genealogy. Since you are here, please help tidy up the family granary. Set aside a section, enclose it with bamboo fencing, and keep it for storing grain after the autumn harvest."
The clan chief's expression was not good, and everyone looked at each other, feeling quite puzzled.
I thought Jiang Bai was just talking, but I didn't expect him to actually want to take a son-in-law into the family.
Thinking of the crops in the fields and the water in the ditches that were almost dried up, everyone rushed forward to help clean the clan storehouse.
"Minhe, this year is probably going to be tough." Jiang Taihe looked at the people bustling around, his face full of worry.
The clan chief shook his head and said helplessly, "Fifth Uncle, there's nothing we can do about it. I asked the village head, and the county government didn't send anyone to the countryside to assess the disaster."
"And this year's land tax..."
"I'm afraid we'll have to pay the taxes as usual."
"These parasites and rats, if God doesn't send rain or report this to the higher-ups, are they trying to starve us to death?"
"It's not just that, the situation in Luzhou is even worse than ours. They say the crops in the fields have all dried up and died, and many people have died. The rest are all fleeing to our Yingzhou!"
One bad news after another left the clan chief and elders at a loss.
In Qianshan Village, Ji Yanwen sat in the house with a package in his hand. He was still wearing the same light blue long gown that was neither new nor old. His hair was neatly combed, and there was no smile on his face.
A knock came at the door.
He opened the door carrying the package, and Jiang Bai was standing there, dressed in a red dress that bloomed like a blazing flame. Her hair was styled in a bun, like a mature woman's. When she saw him, she smiled and said, "Scholar Ji, have you packed everything?"
There were only the two sisters standing outside, without any gongs, drums, or other wedding party attendants.
"Stingy," he muttered, placing his hand in Jiang Bai's outstretched palm, taking a deep breath, and saying, "Let's go!"
Her hands were small, a whole size smaller than his, yet they enveloped his hand in hers, squeezing his long, slender fingers until they were deformed.
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