Chapter 79 Passion
Xu Qingye's grandfather Xu Yuande put his hands behind his back and said, "Grandpa and grandma are so old, and they have eaten a lot of eggs in their lives. Just take it if your grandma gives it to you. We can't do without you."
Xu Yuande is the head of Lushan Village. He speaks with considerable authority. Perhaps because he is stronger than Hu, he looks a lot younger than Hu.
Aunt Zhang, who came along to help with cooking, was also delighted when she saw Song Yuntang.
"Your grandparents were looking forward to Qingye getting married. Now Miss Song has not only cured Qingye's illness, but is also willing to marry him. The old couple are so happy."
The old couple of the Xu family had two sons and three daughters. Because Xu Qingye passed the imperial examination and became a scholar, his uncle's family also benefited a lot, at least they were exempted from taxes in those years.
Annual taxes are the biggest expense for farmers. If they don’t have to pay taxes, life at home will be much easier.
Now that Xu Qingye's illness can be cured, as long as he is still alive, taxes can continue to be exempted in the future. Zhang is naturally very happy.
Jiang, holding a chicken in her hand, looked at Song Yuntang with a smile.
"Tang'er, take it. It's a gift from your grandparents." Then he said apologetically, "Qingye's aunt is a great cook. I wanted to ask your aunt to help with the cooking, but your grandparents happened to be at your eldest uncle's house. When they heard you were here, they were so happy that they wanted to come and see you. I hope you don't mind."
Song Yuntang waved his hand.
"No, no."
Although it was a little sudden, Jiang was willing to explain to her instead of pretending to be dumb, which made her feel good about him.
At least he's a reasonable person.
"Then you guys chat first. Your aunt and I will go cook." Jiang handed the chicken to Zhang, "Sister-in-law, you should kill the chicken and duck. I'll go boil a pot of hot water and perm the chicken and duck later."
"OK."
As Zhang said this, she went to the kitchen, got a knife, and started killing chickens and ducks.
Song Yuntang pursed his lips and wanted to tell them not to be so polite, but seeing how busy they were, he didn't know how to start the conversation, for fear of spoiling their interest.
Xu Yongwang also looked at Song Yuntang with a smile.
"Girl, I'm going to the kitchen to help your aunt cook. Just treat this place as your own home and be at ease."
Song Yuntang smiled and nodded, "Okay."
Xu Qingye's younger brother Xu Wencheng first went to the pigpen to put down the hoe. When he came out of the pigpen, everyone had almost dispersed.
When he saw Song Yuntang's face, the usually sunny and cheerful boy suddenly became shy.
He chuckled, scratched his head and said, "Hello sister-in-law, I'm Xu Wencheng, you can call me Ah Cheng."
Song Yuntang also greeted him with a smile, but his expression was rather unnatural.
"Hello."
"Are you a doctor, sister-in-law?" Xu Wencheng asked curiously, "How did you cure my brother? I have consulted many doctors before, but they all said there was nothing they could do. Sister-in-law is amazing."
Mrs. Hu, who was standing next to him, heard the boy asking irrelevant questions, so she walked up to him and pulled him into the house.
"Don't bother your brother and sister-in-law here, you little brat. Come on, go to the room and talk with grandma."
After walking a few steps, he turned back and looked at Xu Yuande who was still standing there stupidly.
"Old man, keep up."
“Here I come.”
Xu Yuande reacted and hurriedly followed the grandfather and grandson out of the door of Xu Qingye's house.
Song Yuntang pursed her lips uncomfortably and sat back in her previous seat. She glanced in the direction of Xu Qingye and nervously pulled at the hem of her skirt at her knees.
"Your family is so welcoming, I won't dare to come next time."
It’s not that she doesn’t like it, but she was used to the quietness in her previous life and hasn’t gotten used to this kind of enthusiasm yet.
Xu Qingye was stunned and said calmly, "After you leave, I will ask them to be more restrained. When you come next time, they will not be like this."
Song Yuntang hurriedly shook his head.
"Don't ever say that it's not their problem, it's just that I'm not used to it."
There was a layer of darkness in Xu Qingye's deep eyes, and he felt an indescribable sense of powerlessness in his heart.
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Zhang helped Jiang prepare the meal and then went home. Before leaving, she took away the small bowl of chicken and chicken soup that Jiang had served her.
The lunch was very sumptuous, with a chicken, a duck, a portion of pickled shallots, and some stale peanuts.
Even in a year of bumper harvest, this table of food is considered to be the best meal.
As soon as Song Yuntang sat at the table, Jiang picked up a chicken leg for her and piled a lot of chicken and duck meat into her bowl.
Although this meal was not very comfortable, it was satisfying.
After eating and drinking, Song Yuntang was ready to go back to town.
Although the task of painting and repairing the walls in the shop was handed over to the siblings Mudong and Muqiu, as the owner, she still had to go and take a look.
"Qingye, go to Erzhu's house at the entrance of the village and borrow a ox cart to send her off. Yuntang is running on the road alone, I hope nothing happens to her." Xu Yuande said.
There are plenty of wolves and tigers out there, and this girl is so pretty that it's inevitable that some scoundrels will covet her.
Xu Qingye nodded, and before Song Yuntang could refuse, he stood up and left the yard.
Jiang took the basket of eggs that Hu had brought and went out of the yard with Song Yuntang.
"Tang'er, there is something I want to ask you for your opinion on. After Qingye came back last time and said he wanted to propose to your family, your uncle and I prepared the betrothal gifts. But right now, your relationship with your family is a little strained, so we have been hesitating whether to send the betrothal gifts to your family or to the town."
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