Chapter 172 Shrimp and Pig Heart
Niu fell face down.
The threshold was high and I tripped hard, and when I fell, my chin hit the ground first.
Niu heard a slight "click" sound, followed by a sharp pain in her mouth and a fishy smell spreading in her mouth.
Bah!
Niu spat subconsciously, and felt blood mixed with something falling to the ground. When she looked carefully, she saw two teeth lying on the ground, mixed with mud, looking dirty. If you didn't look carefully, you really couldn't tell them apart.
Niu licked his teeth again and felt a blank space at his front teeth.
Two big front teeth! What a sin.
How can I speak from now on?
How can I go out and meet people like this?
This damn threshold!
Niu was furious and was about to kick him.
A door frame is just a door frame, and Niu's feet are just feet.
The kick was so powerful that after it was over, Niu felt like her foot was no longer her own.
It hurts so much!
It hurt more than having two front teeth knocked out! Niu shivered in pain for a while and jumped up and down on the spot.
"Sister Niu."
Hearing someone shouting, Niu hurriedly stopped and pretended nothing had happened.
After all, Zhang Yaosheng was a scholar, and he was appreciated by the county magistrate and entered the Wende Academy to study. In the future, he would become a juren.
But she was currently the wife of a scholar, and in the future she would be the wife of a juren. Zhang Yaosheng had told her that she had to take her image into consideration in everything. Niu remembered this clearly, so she endured the pain and went out to take a look.
When she saw that it was Song Jingyun, Niu was stunned at first, then she was delighted.
Do you still think that what Madam Jiang did was inappropriate? Now let’s ask her in detail about her daily performance at home?
Without waiting for Niu to speak, Song Jingyun said with a serious expression, "I just thought carefully about what Sister Niu said."
Um, then what?
Niu's face was full of anticipation.
"After thinking about it, I always feel that Sister Niu, you seem to be saying that my wife is extravagant and wasteful because your family is a little poorer."
"But my family has no shortage of money to spend, so my wife doesn't need to worry about food. But you, Sister Niu, your family is having a hard time, so you should look for the reason in yourself."
"Sister Niu is in good health, and Brother Yaosheng is well-educated. No matter what they do, they should be able to live a less tight life, even if they don't become rich."
"In my opinion, Sister Niu doesn't need to be lazy at home all day, just sewing those two pairs of shoe soles. She needs to find a proper job. In addition, she should urge Brother Yaosheng to copy more books and write more poems to earn some money for the family."
"All of this is for the sake of Sister Niu and Brother Yaosheng. I hope Sister Niu will think about it carefully. I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, Song Jingyun bowed and slowly left.
Niu was stunned for a long while, and when she came to her senses, she almost vomited blood.
What are you talking about?
It was obvious that Madam Jiang didn't know how to be a virtuous wife. She kindly reminded him for the sake of Madam Jiang and Mr. Song's long life. Why did Mr. Song start to teach her a lesson? He said he wanted her to find a job and let Zhang Yaosheng copy books to supplement the family income. She was a scholar's wife, how could she do servile work for others?
Besides, whether life is hard or not is her own business. Who do you think you are, Song Jingyun? You have such a long hand and you have taken so much salt. You are controlling her? It really makes me angry! Niu couldn't bear it anymore. She opened her mouth and was about to curse in the direction of Song Jingyun's house. However, she forgot that her front teeth were knocked out. When she opened her mouth, blood flowed down the corner of her mouth... - When Song Jingyun got home, Jiang Mixia hesitated whether to heat up the food.
After all, the weather was cold, and the food had to travel a long way on the way back from the restaurant. When I got home, I had a few words with those gossiping women, so the food was already a little cold.
Song Jingyun has worked hard in his studies, and we can’t let him eat cold food.
Just as she picked up the plate, she saw Song Jingyun walking into the yard. Jiang Mixia walked towards the kitchen and said, "You came back fifteen minutes later than usual today."
"The teacher spoke for a while longer today, so I was a little late. When I came back just now, I ran into Mrs. Niu who lives nearby, and she pulled me aside to talk to her for a few words." Song Jingyun helped to add fire to the stove.
Boil over high heat, the water in the pot quickly becomes warm and starts to emit wisps of hot steam.
Niu talks to Song Jingyun.
Jiang Mixia narrowed her eyes.
This Niu was the one who spoke the loudest among those women just now.
If he stops Song Jingyun now, I guess this dog won't be able to spit out any ivory.
"What did you say?" Jiang Mixia raised her eyebrows slightly.
"She reminded me that my wife had to work hard to buy food every day, which was a bit tiring. I thought Sister Niu meant well, so I immediately agreed to buy a few servants for my wife to help her share the burden."
Song Jingyun said, "Since Sister Niu is thinking about us, I want to return the favor and remind her to do some work for herself so that she can have a better life in the future. I think this is also for the sake of their family."
Jiang Mixia, "..."
The young son-in-law has learned to stab his heart with a knife.
After piercing, sprinkle some salt.
Grow up! Seeing Jiang Mixia's face full of satisfaction that "the child is teachable", Song Jingyun smiled and said, "The teacher will have a day off tomorrow, so we don't have to go to the academy. Why don't we go to the dental clinic tomorrow?"
The matter of buying slaves must be decided as soon as possible.
If you buy it one day earlier, your wife can work one day less.
"Okay." Jiang Mixia nodded.
Buy two more and serve your parents at home.
Having made up their minds, Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun went out together the next morning.
We had breakfast outside, of course. The pan-fried dumplings and tofu pudding were hot and fragrant, which was quite suitable for this chilly morning.
So much so that Jiang Mixia ate half a plate of fried dumplings.
Song Jingyun ate two and a half plates, and finally asked for another fried bun.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the dental clinic opened and Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun went in.
Because they had bought houses and land there before, the clerk at the brokerage naturally knew the couple and came over to greet them. "What do you want to buy this time, my dear?"
"I want three or four servants. They must be of clean background, stable, practical and capable. It doesn't matter what they look like, as long as they are not too old. If they are from a family, that would be best."
Those with clean backgrounds were mostly sold by their own relatives.
Those who can reach this point are either because the elders in the family are not worthy of being human beings, or they are forced to do so.
If it is the former, out of greed, he may continue to keep in touch with the victim, and find various ways to exploit and demand money.
Ah, the novel I was obsessed with yesterday is called "The Max-Level Troublemaker Becomes a Control Group". It's an ancient story about farming in the early stages and palace fighting in the later stages. It has a bit of a Dihua feel to it as a whole, and is a bit of a cool story. Ignore the price structure, and everything else is great...
I read a million words in one go yesterday (guilty, I shouldn’t be so obsessed with reading instead of writing)
After reading this, if you like it, please give me some feedback, so that I can see how many I have successfully recommended, hahahahaha
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