Chapter 134 Asking for help Now Mr. Mo can no longer be arrogant
People will not be disappointed if they have no hope. Ji Shubai gave Song Jin too much hope, so now he is extremely disappointed. He even feels uncomfortable to see him, and he simply doesn't want to see him again.
As for getting married, Song Jin felt that if he mentioned it before the Lantern Festival, she would be very happy. If he mentioned it after the Lantern Festival, she would be a little hesitant. Now, it seemed more like a charity, and she hated charity.
Song Jin went from being full of hope to being in despair, and he had no other thoughts except self-mockery.
Ji Shubai had swollen lips and left in a daze without saying a word. Everyone guessed that the situation was not good, but no one dared to ask. They could only ask Song Jin, but Song Jin just closed his eyes and pretended to be deaf and refused to say another word.
The only thing that made everyone feel at ease was that Qingshan came to inquire every day and brought back the same words every day.
He is sick and still lying down. He hasn't gotten better.
As for Ji Shubai, when people asked him about it, Qingshan just shook his head and said it was not good, without saying what was wrong with it.
Two days passed like this, and Song Jin suddenly said in a hoarse voice that he wanted to eat oranges.
She had a fever and her throat hurt like a knife, so she thought of her past experience: cut an orange in half, sprinkle some salt on it, steam it, and eat it while it's hot, which would make your throat feel better. So she asked them to go buy some.
This is a difficult situation for everyone. Not to mention that Suzhou does not produce oranges, they have to be shipped from Fujian and Guangdong, so the price is very expensive. What's more troublesome is that oranges are not like ordinary fruits and they are not easy to buy.
While carrying a load of preserved eggs, A Rong went outside to look for oranges, but couldn't find any. So when Qing Shan came that day, A Rong tried to tell him about it, and Qing Shan brought over more than ten oranges that afternoon.
"Does your boss like to eat oranges? If so, I'll send some over in a few days."
Ah Rong explained, "It's not that I like to eat it, but my boss has a broken throat and can't speak. He said that steaming oranges with salt can cure the throat."
Qingshan inquired about it carefully, thought for a moment, took out a few oranges from the bamboo basket, and said frankly: "I'll take a few back to my master to try, and I'll send them to you in a few days."
No one told Song Jin that the oranges were sent by Ji Shubai, nor did they tell him about the silver for redemption, the doctor who saw him, or the prescribed medicines.
Qingshan had reminded me of this.
"My master is upset, and your shopkeeper is upset. Now that he is willing to accept it, my master will feel better, and your shopkeeper will feel better. If she finds out and refuses to accept it, both sides will be upset. Why make things difficult for each other for that little bit of money?"
Everyone thought it made sense, so they kept it a secret and just said they bought it at the market. Song Jin didn't suspect anything.
Song Jin's illness lasted until February, when the ice and frost melted and the grass and trees grew new. Only then did Song Jin stagger down from the second floor.
"Is there any moss now?" She asked while sitting on the chair that Chunyun had brought for her in the yard, basking in the sun. She recalled the spring day two years ago when she had just woken up from a serious illness and sat on a small stool under a crabapple tree to bask in the sun. The stool was also brought for her by Chunyun.
"Yes, I saw some at the market yesterday. They are very fresh. If you want to eat some, I will bring some back tonight."
Song Jin agreed and asked for two.
When the cabbage sprouts, it becomes moss, and after some time it will bloom and bear fruit. Song Jin likes those tender sprouts, and when she learned that they were already there, she asked them to buy some back so that she could cook for everyone.
Everyone was happy to see that she finally regained some energy and started to think about food. Life had to go on, and she couldn't die if she fell down.
"How's business in the shop lately?"
Ah Rong said, "The peanuts in the restaurant are still available, and the preserved eggs are selling well. Everyone is enjoying them. The shop hasn't started selling wine yet, but many people come to buy some snacks. They all ate them on the street during the first month of the lunar year and thought they were delicious, so they came back again. The wormwood in the field should be almost planted, so there's no need to watch it every day. Meng Qi and the others will probably be back in a few days, and then we can all go sell preserved eggs."
Song Jin nodded. Fortunately, the guys and women were reliable. The store was still making money when she fell ill.
"I redeemed myself that day, and I was sick and took medicine. That must have cost a lot of money, right? How much do we have left?"
When Arong heard her asking about the money for the medicine to redeem the sentence, he didn't know whether he should tell the truth. In the end, it was Dujuan who told him.
"It was all done with the help of Master Ji."
Everyone thought she would lose her temper, but Song Jin just stayed still for a moment, said "oh" softly and said nothing more.
A lot of my temper was silently worn away during the illness, and even that biting kiss became vague and unreal.
After the illness, it seemed as if a lifetime had passed and Ji Shubai became a non-existent person. Song Jin pushed the past events deep into his memory and refused to recall them again, and even forgot the hatred he felt.
"In the evening, I cook rice for everyone, using bacon. It's delicious."
Song Jin had a faint smile on his face. Several people looked at each other, thinking that Song Jin was a little abnormal, but they didn't dare to say anything.
"When Meng Qi and the others come back, we'll reopen our shop. No matter what the customers say, just ignore them."
She heard the noise after all.
When the shop reopened, she didn't plan to tell stories again, and she also didn't want to face the vortex of public opinion, so she thought of a new idea.
She gave a question and hung it on the door, just like guessing riddles on the Lantern Festival, but her riddle was a little different. She decided to give a Sudoku question.
Bad public opinion is also a discussion, black and red is also red, anyway, Song Jin is very popular now. Then put up a question, whoever guesses it will give a snack, and if no one guesses it, spread it everywhere. No one in Suzhou can guess it, and she will be even more powerful.
As long as she doesn't get beaten in court, isn't married off by her father at will, and doesn't fail to make money, there's nothing to be afraid of.
Song Jin made plans and went to cook rice happily after A Rong bought the Chinese cabbage.
Now when she talks about cooking, it is more like watching the cooking. She gives the instructions and others do the cooking. Everyone understands that she is sick and does not ask her to move, except to move her mouth.
A Rong was telling her a happy story. He said that after that day, many people wrote letters to the education official, saying that Mr. Mo had evil intentions and that they wanted to strip him of his title. Today, when he passed by the yamen, he saw the notice posted on the screen wall. It said that he had really been stripped of his title, and was not allowed to take the exam again in the future. Now Mr. Mo could no longer be so arrogant.
After hearing this, Song Jin asked calmly, "What about caning?"
Ah Rong became depressed: "I asked the officers in the government office, and they said that they were sentenced to pay silver for the same punishment as us."
In other words, it didn't hit.
Mo Xiucai was more adept at what they would do, so why would he let himself be beaten?
Song Jin was still feeling angry and unsatisfied, but he couldn't do anything to the other person at the moment, so he had to let it go for the time being.
When dinner was served in the evening, Chunyun specially rolled a piece of rice crust for her. They both loved it. Song Jin held it in her hand and chewed it slowly. It was crunchy.
Several people were eating in a half-open shop. The golden sunset in the evening shone on the street. Along the street, one could see green buds sprouting from the old locust tree at the corner. In the season of revival, Song Jin felt that there was hope in life again, until a man walked in.
It was a man, unfamiliar in appearance, with a cloth wrapped around his head, wearing coarse cloth clothes, and carrying a bundle in his hand, as if he was just passing by.
He leaned his upper body into the shop and asked, "Is this the Lu Family Food Shop?"
"Who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for one called Creeping Grass."
The name Mancao was used by Song Jin when she was in the Bai family, and she never used it again after leaving the Bai family. When she heard this name, she guessed that it was an old friend looking for her.
A few people asked him what he wanted to see Mancao for, and the man walked in and said, "I'm here on behalf of a girl named Hongxing. She said you two are old acquaintances, and she wants to ask Miss Mancao to come to the Lin family at the head of Qiqiao Village to visit her."
"That's all?"
"That's all."
Song Jin became suspicious. Hong Xing was very unhappy when she got married, so no one would be happy about it. Now she was suddenly asked to go over to visit. Something must have happened.
Before the man left, Song Jin asked, "How is her husband?"
"Not in the first month of the year."
Tragedies happen one after another in the world.
Hong Xing's husband died, and she became a widow. The 20-year-old girl became a widow. Song Jin was not quite sure what kind of life she had, but she knew that since he came to see her, he must have something to ask her, so she did not delay, and the next day she asked A Rong to accompany her, and they hired a sedan chair to go to Qiqiao Village.
The Lin family in Qiqiao Village is easy to find. They have a large house and courtyard, and are obviously different from other families. Otherwise, they would not have spent so much money to marry a young and beautiful woman to bring back good luck.
A few months ago, there were big red lanterns hanging here, but now they have been replaced with white lanterns.
The funeral has just been completed.
A Rong went up and knocked on the door. After a while, a middle-aged man came to open the door. A Rong explained his purpose and said that an old friend of the young lady of the house came over for a gathering.
The man looked at Song Jin's sedan chair, said "wait", and closed the door again.
When the door was opened again, another man came out and asked Arong, "Who are you looking for?"
"My daughter is looking for the young mistress of the house, the one who married in last August. My daughter and she are old acquaintances, and she came to visit today. Please let her know."
The man waved his arm and said, "I don't know, I don't know what kind of girl you are. Go back."
The man wanted to close the door without any explanation, but Ah Rong refused to obey and held out his hand to block the door: "It was your young mistress who invited my daughter here, how can you say you don't know her?"
Song Jin was sitting in the sedan chair when she heard the two people arguing. She lifted the curtain and walked out. The sun was so bright in the spring that it hurt her eyes. She squinted her eyes and smiled and asked, "Sir, is your young lady the daughter of the Liu family in Shilipo? She and I are old acquaintances. I even drank their wedding wine at the wedding last year. When I passed by there yesterday, Old Man Liu asked me to come and see his daughter. Please let her know."
Song Jin guessed that Hong Xing probably had no right to decide whether to meet guests, but she couldn't refuse to see the visitor from her mother's family, right?
However, the man said, "What Liu's daughter? She is a member of our Lin family after she marries into our family. When Old Man Liu received the betrothal gift, he acknowledged her. Why are you here to show off your deep love for her today? No!"
The man was about to close the door after he finished speaking. Song Jin was anxious but had no idea what to do. He couldn't just break in alone. Besides, they were in such a big house, and he wouldn't know where to go to complain if he got beaten up.
Just when he didn't know what to do, a shrill scream resounded through the sky, like a thunderclap in spring, striking down in broad daylight, making Song Jin's crown shiver.
It was Hong Xing who was shouting. What she was shouting was: "Mancao! Save me——"
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