Chapter 111 It Should Be So
These two people seem to be of different generations, but they speak in the same tone of voice, worthy of being the ancestors who have gone through difficult times.
Chen Chunxing made a gesture to eat, "Sir, have you been adapting well these past few days?"
Old Song smiled and said, "Very good, very good. The food is much better than I expected. In our current situation, it doesn't matter whether it's cold or not. Having a place to stay is enough."
This reminded Chen Chunxing, and she looked around: "Where does the master live now?"
The half-built house in the corner has not been repaired yet. Xue Yongan was too busy. During the Spring Festival, he only had enough time to clean up the ruins and mix the yellow mud. There was not even enough time to dry it.
But he was stubborn and refused to let anyone else do it, fearing that he would lose ownership. So he had to put it aside for the time being and leave it there.
There are four rooms in the Shen family's courtyard. Diao occupies one room, Yang Yi occupies one room, and the two boys and two girls each occupy one room.
Doctor Chang's place only has two rooms, which are just right for the two old men.
"Don't worry about that. He sleeps in the same room with me. Back when we went to the countryside, we slept in bunk beds that shared ten people. We've seen all sorts of things," Wang Youcai said, sighing as he raised his palm, the size of a palm-leaf fan. "Old Song died too young and didn't get to enjoy the good life in the afterlife. Now that he's here, we two old brothers need to have a good chat."
Well, he is another national treasure.
The two old men became two and a half. Based on their experience, Chen Chunxing didn't have to worry at all.
In just a few words, the yard was filled with baskets.
After seeing Mao Ping off, Diao returned in a hurry. She couldn't wait to lift the red cloth covering the basket and was immediately shocked.
There is meat, wine and wedding cakes in it. Judging from the portion, it is enough to last for a month or so.
In addition, there were several pieces of brightly colored cotton cloth and exquisitely packaged tea.
Everything is hard currency.
"My goodness, where are you going to attend the wedding?" Diao was shocked.
She actually wanted to ask which company was so generous!
If you were in the village, you would get a few red eggs as a return gift, just to save face!
"Jiang family." Chen Chunxing just opened it and flipped through it casually. He found a red paper package at the bottom of the basket, which contained the four treasures of the study.
Old Song exclaimed, "Hui!" and squatted over. He took out the items one by one and examined them, his eyes showing surprise. "Xuan brush, Hui ink, She inkstone... Well, only the paper is a bit ordinary, but it's rare in this area. This gift is really thoughtful."
Diao's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly grabbed her granddaughter, "Which Jiang family?"
"Which other Jiang family could it be?" Chen Chunxing pouted in amusement. "Of course it's an old acquaintance of ours, the Third Miss Jiang, who's married."
When Diao heard this, she became even more anxious: "Why did she give you these?"
The rest was easy to explain. Just looking at the packaging, I knew it was a return gift for the wedding banquet. But the pen and inkstone sounded expensive! Why would he give such things to his own granddaughter?
"It wasn't sent by her. To be precise, it was sent by her husband's family."
There was nothing to hide about this matter, as everyone present was family. Chen Chunxing briefly recounted what had happened yesterday and concluded.
"Maybe he felt that our family, as guests invited by the bride, had been wronged for no reason, and it wouldn't sound good if it got out, so he wanted to make some compensation."
Diao opened her mouth wide, a little stunned. After a long while, she stammered twice: "I've always thought you were a troublemaker, and it turns out to be true. How come a wedding banquet always leads to so many troubles..."
She did not sympathize with Li's experience, but she did not feel very happy either.
The old man spent his whole life for his children, but ended up being hated by everyone. It's ridiculous and sad.
However, this was ultimately someone else's family affair, so she let it go after hearing about it. Diao Shi was not fooled and asked cautiously, "Even so, you shouldn't give such a valuable gift in return, right? We're just farmers. What use would we have for these pens, ink, paper, and inkstone?"
Although several children can read, outsiders should not know this.
This gift came out of nowhere.
Chen Chunxing glanced at the corner of the wall and answered irrelevantly: "Since we have it at home, give it to Wu Qing. He is old enough to study hard. Maybe he will have a chance to pass the imperial examination in the future."
From the moment they started talking, Wu Min tactfully walked away and accompanied the two boys to catch grasshoppers.
Diao frowned and thought for a moment, then something clicked in her mind and she nodded slowly, "It should be so."
It was no surprise that Mr. Jiang, having spent half his life in the military, had some connections in the North. It was a pity these people had misjudged the situation and were taking the credit for it.
Fortunately, the Shen family is not a greedy family. Since they have to endure it, they can protect the Wu siblings well, which is not considered to be without conscience.
But something else made Diao sigh even more deeply: "That day, Lan Yatou only chopped off one of Li Pozi's hands. I secretly felt sorry for her, thinking she was too soft-hearted. Who would have thought... do you think she had already guessed this would happen?"
One's own family knows one's own affairs.
Mrs. Li has been strong for half her life, and she often bullies her daughter-in-law. Now that she is broken, it is inevitable that she will be treated harshly. The two sons of Mrs. Li are not well-educated.
This Coptis chinensis is for her to eat alone.
Thinking of the girl who, after losing her arm, still held the wooden hairpin to protect her father, Chen Chunxing's eyes darkened and he hummed softly, "Guess or not, it doesn't matter. Grandma, don't think that Mrs. Li is suffering right now. She may not be unwilling to live."
Diao curled her lips. "When Miss Lan lost an arm, didn't she have to walk through the gates of hell several times? Even so, before her injury healed, that old hag rushed to marry her off, as if she was afraid that she would end up in a coffin if she was a step late! The fact that Miss Lan is still alive today is all thanks to God, who found a good man for her!"
"I have time to pity that old hag. I'd rather worry about Lan Ya-chan. I wonder how they are doing..."
Although Yang Quezi is disabled and old, his behavior shows that he truly loves his wife.
In troubled times, it is rare to have a relationship of mutual support.
It's a pity that fate plays tricks on us.
The two fled to the northern border due to floods, and were forced to join a bandit gang to make a living. The teahouse incident gave the fugitives an opportunity to surrender, but due to their hatred for the Li family, they resolutely left, bearing the blame.
The world is so vast, and I don't know where the two of them can find a place...
"Sister Lan has a strong life. Even the underworld refuses to accept her. How can the human world stand in her way? When fate arrives, there will be a chance to meet again." Chen Chunxing smiled and changed the subject, "Let's talk about business first."
Coming here means we are ordered to farm, and nothing is more important than spring plowing.
Diao was shocked and started chattering non-stop: "You still care about business! You left for several days, and I thought you were going to throw this mess to me!"
"Why is it a mess?"
Wang Youcai listened to gossip and cracked melon seeds for a long time.
Even the elegant-looking Old Song squatted in front of the door, holding the teapot and pouring water into it.
Chen Chunxing glanced at them several times and thought to himself, why don’t you give me something to eat... Then he saw the two of them stand up in dissatisfaction.
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