Lu Wujiu stared at Su Jiaoniang.
Su Jiaoniang seemed oblivious and continued washing the duck eggs. This time, with Jiang's help, she successfully pickled the duck eggs.
As for Lu Wujiu's gaze, just pretend you don't see it. Living in the same courtyard, there will always be some ways in which you behave differently from the people here. Hiding things makes people think there's something wrong. As long as I act openly, then it's others who have problems.
After the duck eggs were pickled, my gaze fell on the ducks quacking and walking around in the yard.
She said she wanted to give Dr. Liu braised duck.
The braised duck I ate in Hunan in my past life was so fragrant and spicy, and tasted amazing. I also had to make the chicken wing rice I promised Dr. Liu. I traded a few chickens with the villagers and carried them home. I felt a little emotional because I had almost sold all the non-egg-laying chickens in the village when I sold fried chicken a while ago.
If we want to buy chickens for our own use in the future, we'll have to wait until next year.
In the village, families raise chickens, keeping only those that can lay eggs. Only the non-laying chickens are sold for money or slaughtered for food during festivals. Now, with Su Jiaoniang, a major chicken buyer, people can sell their chickens without leaving the village, which has benefited the villagers.
Staring at the chicken in his hand, he killed it, cut its neck, and plucked its feathers. The chicken wings were used to wrap rice, and the remaining chicken meat was stewed with mushrooms.
Sweetwater Village is nestled against the mountains, where there are plenty of mushrooms. The villagers living at the foot of the mountain know best which mushrooms are edible and which are not. They make mushroom stewed chicken, braised duck, and chicken wings wrapped in rice.
Su Jiaoniang sat down, picked up the small food box, and walked towards Doctor Liu's house.
Dr. Liu stared at the chicken wing rice wrap and thought to himself, "This is an expert!"
Food can be eaten in so many ways! If you're not a food lover, you wouldn't think of so many variations. Looking at Su Jiaoniang, she thought to herself, "This young man seems very serious, but he's actually a big foodie."
"How does Miss Su feel about her life now? Have you ever thought about remarrying?"
Dr. Liu spoke.
Su Jiaoniang chuckled. Why was everyone so concerned about her? She stared at Doctor Liu for a moment, then said, "At your age, don't even think about an old cow eating young grass. I just want to raise my child. As for remarrying, that's out of the question. The child's father's grave is right there at the village entrance. Every time I go out, I think of the past. He was such a good person..."
Su Jiaoniang couldn't help but bring out the persona she had created once again.
Dr. Liu was munching on his chicken wing rice wrap when he almost spat out the rice. What did he mean by "old cow eating young grass"? He was going to dedicate the rest of his life to medicine and live for its advancement. Women would only distract him.
As for Su Jiaoniang's constant talk of love and longing, and how a day apart feels like three autumns, he didn't believe a single word of it.
If she truly loved Lu Wujiu, why did she go to his grave to cry and make a scene less often than that Qi Guo?
They're just using that as an excuse.
It's strange, there are even women who don't want to get married.
"Don't try to fool me. I have a nephew who is an official in the capital. He is handsome and talented. He entered the cabinet at a young age. He is only dedicated to serving the people and has no interest in getting married. His character is definitely not a problem, and his official position is high. If you come up with some strange things, he can protect you. Think about it."
After Dr. Liu finished speaking, he kicked Su Jiaoniang out.
Su Jiaoniang turned around and laughed: "Do you think someone of such high status wouldn't have any noble ladies eyeing him? If I pounced on him, what if I offended someone? I'm not afraid of offending people, but I have a child, and I can't let my child take risks. Besides, I really have no intention of getting married. After a woman gets married, she has to have children, be considerate of her husband, manage the household affairs, and even take the initiative to help her husband find concubines. Is that a human life? Young widows are so much better. When they have more money in the future, they can date a few younger men and keep three thousand male concubines in their courtyard. Isn't that a happy life? Why should they serve men?"
"..." It actually sounds so reasonable.
As a doctor, Dr. Liu understands women's bodies better than anyone else.
If you don't have children, you can maintain your youth and vitality, but once you get married, it will be very damaging. Your vital energy will be depleted quickly, your abdominal muscles will become weak, and there will be various aftereffects such as urinary incontinence and hemorrhoids.
Now that Madam Su has children, according to her own words, she could easily find male concubines to serve her, instead of foolishly getting married.
As for whether his reputation and moral character would be tarnished, or whether he would be gossiped about, Doctor Liu thought he would have good luck in the capital.
What is the purpose of getting married?
For a moment, Dr. Liu fell into deep thought. It seemed that in order to continue the bloodline, whose bloodline was it? The children all took the man's surname, and the family tree also followed the man. It seemed that women were subordinates from the beginning, tools, and like clothes in legends, worn to keep warm in cold weather and discarded when it was hot.
Dr. Liu quickly dismissed the question. He was too old to ponder the origins of humankind; his mind was nearly failing him. As for Su's marriage, how could someone as intelligent as her allow herself to suffer?
If I hadn't met someone I loved to the point of obsession, I probably wouldn't have fallen back into the prison of marriage, and my plans for matchmaking would have been put on hold.
Su Jiaoniang returned to the courtyard.
Lu Wujiu's gaze remained fixed on her. He seemed to have a question; he was observing and searching for the answer himself.
Su Jiaoniang chuckled softly and walked towards the study. She glanced at the answer Changsheng had written down and a smile appeared on her lips.
The question posed was about the situation at the end of the Ming Dynasty, when literati held power, imperial authority was weakened, factional strife intensified, and the hypocrisy of literati was exposed. In short, it was a very difficult question.
The options for achieving immortality are also limited.
Looking at the civil officials and factions in the memorials, and then at the intricate web of interests, Changsheng realized that the emperor had no right to make decisions and could only appoint eunuchs. In fact, the eunuchs under his command were more useful than the scholars.
Chang Sheng's eyes filled with confusion.
“How could a scholar be like this?” He looked at Su Jiaoniang.
I find it hard to accept the reality depicted in the memorial.
If imperial power is usurped and misled by those he favors, it is possible that the emperor is incompetent.
However, the purpose of the imperial examination was to select candidates so that they could serve the court, not for factional disputes.
"It's alright if you don't understand, we can do it again later." Su Jiaoniang placed the folded document on the corner of the table, telling Changsheng to relax. There was still a long time ahead, and he could learn a lot. The child still had room to grow, and she didn't need to force him to grow too fast.
As Su Jiaoniang was speaking, a constable ran in from outside.
He peeked out from the courtyard and, upon seeing Lu Wujiu, said directly, "Are you Futu's father? Lu Futu got into a fight in the county town and almost killed someone. Now the situation is quite serious..."
"Killed someone?" Not beaten to death!
A five-year-old child? Killed someone?
Su Jiaoniang thought she had misheard and ran out of the study.
Seeing the uniform the constable was wearing, I felt that the constable wouldn't lie to people so easily!
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