Being overheard talking badly about someone behind their back is incredibly embarrassing.
"Why did you stop talking?" Su Jiaoniang asked with a smile.
The two coughed and each made up an excuse to go somewhere else.
Su Jiaoniang shrugged, feeling bored. There were too many people gossiping like this, especially since they thought what they said made perfect sense, without caring at all about the impact these cold words would have on children whose values were not yet fully developed.
Su Jiaoniang returned to Futu's side and began telling stories to the children, cultivating their correct values.
She was telling the story of the journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.
The story is full of ups and downs, with each part intricately linked, and anyone who listens to it will become addicted.
Xiao Ya was already immersed in the story and began to worry about the dangers the four of them encountered.
However, Lu Futu is different from Xiaoya; he has a very unique perspective on problems.
"Mother, why are the mounts raised by the gods rescued, while those who painstakingly cultivate are beaten to death? They all do the same thing, they just want to eat Tang Sanzang's flesh."
Su Jiaoniang paused for a moment.
She simply wanted to tell a story so that children would be resilient in their future lives, never back down from danger, overcome difficulties, and develop a strong mindset.
“Mother, is it because they have connections? There is no fairness in this world. Whoever has power or connections can survive,” Futu continued.
Su Jiaoniang reached out and pinched Lu Futu's face, turning his fair cheeks red: "Do you still want to hear a story?"
"Mother, listen, listen! Don't pay attention to my brother, he's just picking a fight." The little girl was not affected by Fu Tu's words at all, and even thought that Fu Tu's questions were boring and were delaying her from listening to the story.
Su Jiaoniang continued to tell the story of the journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.
Futu listened more attentively. Listening to stories helped him to be a better person and do things better. It also helped him to understand the memories in his dreams. He could combine things he didn't understand and then he would have a comprehensive understanding.
Hearing the conversation between the Queen of the Women's Kingdom and Tang Sanzang, and their parting words, he suddenly asked, "Mother, the monk lied. He said that if there is an afterlife, he doesn't have one at all."
Xiao Ya was stunned for a moment, her lips trembled, and she looked at Su Jiaoniang: "What about the Queen of the Women's Kingdom!"
Young children love to hear stories of harmony and happiness.
Su Jiaoniang gave up and refused to continue.
She used to listen to stories and watch TV when she was a child, mainly to watch monkeys and have fun, but her children are all more difficult to manage than the last.
One explores the background behind the story, while the other seeks out the love story within it.
She stared at the little girl's head, somewhat worried that the little girl would become love-obsessed when she grew up.
Although love is a precious thing, it sounds wonderful to sincerely like someone, regardless of wealth or social status, and to be firm in one's feelings and love.
However, all beautiful love stories end at the moment of marriage.
Because after marriage, their relationship not only clashes with love, but also with differences in lifestyle, daily behavior, and values.
Most love stories end in heartbreak, while a few, though bumpy, become all the more precious.
She hopes her child can live a peaceful and happy life.
However... this development seems a bit unstable, and we need to teach Xiaoya to be more discerning when it comes to relationships.
"What kind of person does Xiaoya want to marry in the future?" Su Jiaoniang asked.
The little girl looked up and blinked: "To marry someone like my brother."
Su Jiaoniang was taken aback, then suddenly burst into laughter.
Children in their innocent years always speak in such childlike words. If she had a mobile phone, she would definitely take a picture of the child's adorable side.
The worries in my heart also vanished in that instant.
Xiao Ya is innocent, but not stupid.
Knowing that you should choose someone to marry who cares for you and loves you.
"What are you standing outside for, sister-in-law? Come inside! We haven't seen each other in so long, let's have a chat!" Fang, Lu Dahai's wife, pulled Su Jiaoniang towards the house.
They even pushed their own children to Lu Futu's side.
"Lu Daiyan, play with your younger siblings for a while."
After saying that, he pulled Su Jiaoniang into the house.
Su Jiaoniang glanced at Fang Shi, remembering that she had spent very little time with this person.
Fang's father ran an inn business. He originally had an older brother, but he died unexpectedly. Fang then took Lu Dahai to live in the county town.
People who run businesses are incredibly resourceful and know how to please everyone. Zhu stood there with a grim expression, but Fang acted as if she didn't even see Zhu and started talking to Su Jiaoniang.
In Su's view, everyone in the village thought Lu Daishu was remarkable. He had become a scholar at a young age and had a bright future. They thought that if they could curry favor with him, they might be able to benefit from his success someday.
However, Fang thought differently. She believed that Lu Daishu had already spent a lot of money studying to become a Xiucai (a successful candidate in the county-level imperial examinations). Wouldn't he have to empty his family's savings to become a Juren (a successful candidate in the provincial-level imperial examinations)?
Furthermore, even if Lu Daishu passes the imperial examination and becomes a scholar, he will surely marry a daughter of an official in the future. The villagers are all peasants, and if they try to curry favor with him, they will be looked down upon. If they don't try to get involved, the money they invest will be wasted.
Even if he weren't her own son, let alone just passing the imperial examination and becoming a county magistrate, would she possibly benefit from it?
Back then, the money from Lu Wujiu's military service was used to send Lu Daishu to school. Now, the Su family isn't doing too well either. If Daishu is truly a person with a conscience, she can still count on him.
She had witnessed firsthand the hardships her third son's wife endured after the third son's death.
This family is heartless.
She needs to think more about herself.
"I heard that you're cooperating with the Fu Family Restaurant, selling them the recipe for making shaved ice. If you have such a good business opportunity, why not cooperate with your own family?" Fang said, then added, "You've already sold the shaved ice recipe, and your sister-in-law didn't say anything. In the future, if there are any profitable businesses, go find your own family first, okay?" Su Jiaoniang nodded.
In the original owner's memories, Fang Shi did not help the original owner, but she also did not frame her as much as Zhu Shi.
Demanding help from those in need is going too far; only saints would do that.
It's already good enough if someone doesn't kick you when you're down; at least you can have some conversations with them.
Madam Zhu curled her lip: "Our family is dedicated to cultivating scholars, so don't keep talking about business and your mouth is full of the stench of money."
"Is that so? Then sister-in-law, don't get involved with us money-grubbing merchants. How about you return the twenty taels of silver you borrowed earlier?" Fang's gaze swept over Zhu's buttocks.
Twenty taels of silver is no small sum; it could buy a small courtyard house in the suburbs of the county town.
If Old Madam Zhu hadn't personally gone to borrow the money, and if her husband's family hadn't made things difficult for her during the past two or three years while she and Lu Dahai lived in the county town, she certainly wouldn't have lent it out.
“We’re all family, let’s not talk about money. Does it mean that just because your sister-in-law went to live in the county town, she looks down on the people in our village?” Zhu said sourly.
Fang was furious and pulled Su Jiaoniang aside to talk. She had nothing to say to Zhu, who always had some twisted logic to insert.
On the other side.
Gu Xizhou said a few words amidst the scholars' flattery, and Lu Congrong brought over a pot of tea and poured a cup for each of the scholars.
When it was Gu Xizhou's turn, she carefully poured tea into a specially made, beautiful cup: "Young Master Gu, please have some tea."
As she spoke, her eyelashes fluttered, her eyes filled with expectation, exuding a shy and timid charm.
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