Yin Lan looked at the cloth again...
If Old Master Chen cares about Chen Yourun, who isn't his son, could it be that he also harbors resentment towards Old Madam Chen? Old Madam Chen actually cares about her son, but she just doesn't dare to show it openly.
Of course, this was just Yin Lan's own guess.
"Grandma is too much! I don't like Grandma!" Erwa said angrily from the side.
Yin Lan thought for a moment, "But no matter what, she is still your grandmother, and your father's mother."
If Old Mrs. Chen is truly a good person and not doing well, then out of respect for Chen Yourun and the fact that Chen Yourun brought back money, Yin Lan will help her as much as she can.
"Look, Grandma brought some cloth over. She can make a set of clothes for one of you." There's no cotton yet. Once Yinlan earns some money, she'll buy cotton. All the clothes in the house are too big to look at, so she'll make a new set for them all. In addition, she'll make two sets of spring clothes for each of them. The spring clothes can be worn as undergarments now, but when spring comes soon, they can be worn directly outside, making them more useful.
The two children's eyes lit up with anticipation.
The clothes they were wearing were still their adoptive father's and her own old clothes, completely out of place—adult clothes worn as dresses.
"Give it to Erwa," the sensible Chen Yiqi said modestly.
"We have them all, so let's make them for the second child first, and the eldest child can have them made in a few days, okay?"
The eldest child's eyes lit up, and his mouth moved, but he couldn't bring himself to say "okay."
He can't be as clingy as Erwa.
If his mother turns bad again one day, and the family runs out of food in a few days, he will still have to support the whole family.
The foster mother raised two younger brothers.
We went into the mountains, and it took us more than three hours to walk there and back. We set off around 7 a.m. when it was just getting light, and it's already past 1 p.m.
However, Yin Lan was weak and clumsy, so she simply boiled three eggs, one for each of them, and then steamed one egg. After the eldest child helped the third child urinate, she fed him the steamed egg.
The eldest and second children weren't tired, but Yin Lan insisted that they go to sleep.
Before long, the two little pigs were fast asleep.
Yin Lan also felt sleepy, and in this quiet little mountain village, the adult and the three children slept soundly.
On the distant battlefield, two armies faced each other. The enemy had 40,000 troops, all of whom were well-equipped elite soldiers. The vanguard rode majestically on tall steeds.
This side, however, sent a group of the lowest-ranking soldiers, who also served as cooks, to be cannon fodder in front of the vanguard battalion.
Under the enemy's onslaught, the enemy suffered repeated defeats. "No retreating! Anyone who retreats will be punished according to military law!" came the threatening voice from behind.
"Damn it, they're sending us to our deaths!"
After Chen Yourun single-handedly took down several enemy soldiers, he snatched their spears and threw them to his brothers. The brothers exchanged glances, understanding each other perfectly.
The fierce battle ended with heavy casualties.
The cooks were almost completely wiped out, and even the vanguard battalion had few survivors.
The first flag bearer of the vanguard battalion was deathly pale. He would never forget that on the battlefield, if it hadn't been for the helping hand extended by that poor villager he had always looked down upon, he might have already died tragically under the enemy's spear.
Even now, recalling that scene still fills him with dread.
He always thought that the villager was just lucky, that he had stumbled upon a dead mouse by sheer blindness. He thought that a strong farmer could never compare to a son of heaven who came from a military family and had been through countless battles in the army since childhood.
But....
General's tent.
Upon seeing Xie Jingtian enter, Jiang Cheng immediately stood up to greet him, "Young Master Xie, are you alright?"
Xie Jingtian frowned, "That guy named... Chen Yourun, we can't let him retire from the army and go back to his hometown."
A hint of resentment flashed across the general's face, but then he smiled and said, "Young Master, according to the rules, his leg is crippled, so he should be sent back to his hometown. If you don't like him, then in the next battle, I will just make him..." The general made a throat-slitting gesture.
Xie Jingtian was both incredulous and furious, "This is outrageous! How could you..."
The general immediately smiled and said, "What I mean is, let him go up and fight the enemy again. You have seen his abilities, Your Highness. He can take on ten enemies at once."
Xie Jingtian pursed his lips, but that person's legs were crippled, and they were crippled because he saved him.
"No, forget it. Give him five hundred taels of silver and send him back to his hometown," Xie Jingtian finally sighed and said.
He turned and glared angrily at the general.
How could someone try to eliminate someone in their own army just because they dislike them? It's unheard of, but he is a general after all, and Xie Jingtian can't do anything about it.
The strategist entered after Xie Jingtian left. "General, should we... take that person away?"
The general's face was full of anger. "This kid saved the young master. Didn't Xie Jingtian dislike this person because Chen Yourun beat him in a competition? He said he was extremely cunning. But just now I tested him and wanted to get rid of him, and the young master disagreed. Now if he dies, who knows what will happen to the young master? Forget it, let him go back to his hometown."
Thinking back to the previous battles, he realized that he had been able to turn the tide of battle several times thanks to this man surnamed Chen. There was even an instance where he didn't trust Chen Yourun's judgment, and the enemy attacked, but he was the only one who didn't know, completely disregarding him as a general.
Most importantly, the general above him had also heard of the name Chen Yourun.
He stole so much credit from that kid; if it's discovered...
The general's face turned cold. "Tell him to keep his mouth shut."
If we can't kill him now, there will be plenty of opportunities later...
Xie Jingtian's subordinates gave Chen Yourun five hundred taels of silver. Wounded soldiers are entitled to a pension, though it's not much, but Chen Yourun's pension has been delayed.
It's probably been withheld.
Unexpectedly, I ended up with such a large sum of money.
Chen Yourun wasn't one to be pretentious, so there was no need to refuse and he accepted it.
He had long planned to retire due to injury, and there was no need to damage his leg like this. However, a few days ago, he received a letter from home.
This time, the letter was written by his mother. He knew that not only him, but also his mother had not been doing well all these years because of him.
If it were a letter from Old Master Chen, he would have some doubts, but this was a letter from his mother, which contained things he cared about. However, the more Chen Yourun read, the more shocked and furious he became.
It says that his wife stays at home all day enjoying a life of leisure, leaving all the land barren and not letting the Chen family cultivate it. He knows that Yin Lan doesn't work in the fields, so it's nothing.
However, even his allowance was used by Yin Lan to subsidize her family. His three children were so thin that they were practically skin and bones, begging and scavenging for food in the village. Once, she even saw the eldest child fighting with a dog for food.
She would often beat and scold the child, who would not eat a meal a day and would not have any clothes to wear in winter, his whole body turning red from the cold.
In addition, there are some rumors that his wife has improper relationships with some people outside...
The letter ended by asking him when he would return, expressing concern that the child might not survive if things continued this way.
The paper in Chen Yourun's hand was crumpled into a ball.
Veins bulged on his forehead.
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