Although he was in a good mood, he didn't show it so obviously.
Shu Muyun tried his best to restrain his joy and took the gift to Zheguiyuan.
Shu Xuhong laughed and teased, "It's only a few steps away, is it worth it for you to come all the way here?"
Shu Muyun lowered his voice: "Today is the second day of the Chinese New Year, I went back to my mother's house to visit relatives!"
As he spoke, he rubbed Shu Rui's chubby face and said, "Your cousin is right. It's time to study after the New Year. Even if the children of our Shu family don't take the imperial examinations, they must be well-educated."
Shu Xuhong nodded and praised Ling Jiheng for his thoughtfulness.
The brother and sister chatted for a long time before Shu Muyun left, still quite reluctant to leave.
Ling Weicheng next to him was speechless, thinking that it was not like before, where they hadn't seen each other for ten days or half a month.
Now that we all live together, we see each other every day, so it’s not so hard to part with each other.
Shu Muyun said, this is a sense of ritual, a sense of ritual! He is a rough guy and doesn't understand!
The old man was not used to the lack of excitement at home.
He consoled the old lady by saying, "When the weather warms up, I'll ask someone to go to Jiangning Mansion to inquire about the Rong family's news."
The old lady snorted coldly, "They've already severed ties with me, so why are you still asking about me? Even if you were afraid of being implicated, you shouldn't have been so heartless."
The old man sighed and felt that the Rong family was going too far.
Back then, he took advantage of the Ling family's influence to get promoted, make money, and buy land and houses.
Even if she had been given a few cakes during her exile, the old lady wouldn't have held such a grudge.
Of course, he felt bad too.
Since my grandfather's generation, I have been helping the Ling family's side branches to build schools and ancestral halls, and to pay for promising children to go to Beijing to take the imperial examinations. Every year, I spend tens of thousands of taels of silver.
As a result, they were abandoned without hesitation and regarded their own lineage as a disgrace.
Thinking about it now, it's really a shame that he was so good to his side branches. He wished he could go back decades, cut off their financial resources, and let them fend for themselves.
The tense and depressing atmosphere in Rongsiyuan made Xiao He Shunzi afraid to speak loudly.
It was only with the comfort of Nanny Chen that the old lady felt a little better.
Chi Xingyue sat cross-legged on the kang, listening to Baozhu secretly gossiping, and felt that this was not a good idea.
He nudged Ling Jiheng beside him and said, "How about you go and comfort Grandma?"
Ling Jiheng glanced at Chi Xingyue, but still got up and left.
Chi Xingyue chuckled and ate melon seeds even more happily.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to go to the old lady, but it’s too tiring to coax her, and she’s at a loss for words if she stays alone for a while.
Ling Jiheng is different. He is her blood-related grandson. The old lady is in a good mood just by looking at him. She is so happy that she doesn’t even need to say anything.
Sure enough, not long after, the old lady's laughter could be heard from Rongsiyuan.
Geng Suhua next door also gradually untied the knot in her heart with the comfort of her children.
Yes, although the Ling family was exiled, they were blessed by God and avoided natural disasters.
If he stayed in Jiangning Prefecture, his life or death would be uncertain. It seemed that the Ling family's luck was quite strong.
Half an hour later, Ling Jiheng came back and Baozhu automatically retreated.
Chi Xingyue felt bored, so he took Ling Jiheng into the space and continued farming.
The work left the two of them no time to think about anything else, and they had no idea how lively Qingshan Village was today.
Since the beginning of winter, few people have visited relatives and friends.
But today is different. Anyone who behaves properly will bring gifts to her parents' home to wish them a happy new year.
Many married girls from Qingshan Village came back to visit with generous gifts, just because the "Mushroom Village" was well-known and their husband's family wanted to take advantage of it.
Song Lizheng had already informed them a long time ago, and they all knew what to say and what not to say.
Of course, even if Song Lizheng didn't tell them, they would not teach others how to make a living.
No one cares unless you are not short of money or this thing itself does not make money.
When the girl and her son-in-law failed in their plan, they came up with another one: "Mom, my husband's family has a niece who is sixteen years old this year. She is pretty and capable. What do you think, should we get married to a relative?"
The sixth wife glanced at her older daughter and tutted her lips, "With your mother-in-law's petty nature, how can she raise a good daughter? You're just making trouble for yourself!"
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this. It's New Year's Day, so why bother with bad luck?"
"Mom, how can you say it's unlucky? We're clearly talking about the young ones' marriages!"
"Tsk, no matter how big the matter is, it's not your business as a married aunt. Put away those little thoughts, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Similar situations occur in many people's homes, and the old ladies use practical actions to prove how tight-lipped they are.
Those new brides who were thinking about their parents' home were also closely watched by their husbands, who would interrupt them in time if they brought up topics related to mushrooms.
If you refuse to listen and insist on revealing the secrets of Qingshan Village, that's fine, just don't come back.
Although the atmosphere in the Dayong Dynasty was relatively open, being divorced was shameful, and not many people dared to test the other party's bottom line.
Although the secret cannot be told, the family members did not treat these married daughters badly.
Not only were they treated to delicious food and drinks, but before they left, they also gave them over ten pounds of mushrooms.
If I sell it, I can get at least one or two taels of silver. It's a good return gift.
Although he did not get any key information, he also failed to arrange a marriage for his niece who was related to him.
However, because of this basket of mushrooms, not only was she not scolded by her in-laws, but she was also praised for doing a good job.
I just feel a little regretful. Why didn't I marry in my own village? Otherwise...
The second day of the New Year passed in such an atmosphere. The third day was nothing special. We welcomed the God of Wealth on the fourth and fifth days, and had a bad time on the sixth and seventh days. That was the end of the year.
At least that's what Chi Xingyue thinks.
On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Ling Jiheng did not stay in bed. He got up early and exercised in the yard in the cold wind.
Baozhu and Erzhu were extremely surprised to see this and thought that the second young master would stick to the second young mistress and could not be taken off.
After this period of recuperation, Erzhu's injuries had significantly improved. Apart from being unable to engage in strenuous activities, he was basically no different from a normal person.
The young man felt itchy when he heard the sound of boxing in the yard, so he sneaked up from behind to attack, but Ling Jiheng raised his hand to block it, grabbed Erzhu's arm and was about to throw him to the ground.
Fortunately, he reacted when the palm touched his waist and abdomen, otherwise, Erzhu would have to lie down for several days.
Ling Jiheng stopped his momentum and raised his leg to kick the troublemaker.
He also said, "Since you love to practice so much, do horse stance in the yard. You are not allowed to get up until you have done it for an hour."
Erzhu: “…”
He watched Ling Jiheng leave and held out Erkang's hand: "Master, I was wrong, please spare my life!"
Ling Jiheng ignored him and walked straight to the backyard.
The few people who were practicing martial arts in the backyard were quite surprised to see him.
He immediately stopped what he was doing and asked, "Master, do you have any instructions?"
Ling Jiheng didn't reply, but instead launched a killing move without warning.
Ling Yi and his companions never slacked off in their martial arts training and reacted immediately.
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