After a while, the old wife Qian rushed out of the kitchen carrying a rolling pin, pointed at Chen Changsheng and cursed: "I'm an old coffin boy! Who messed with me? Why should I vent my anger when I go home?"
As he spoke, he waved the rolling pin and begged him to be beaten.
Chen Changsheng was startled and quickly jumped up and ran out of the yard. When he saw his old wife standing at the door of the yard and not chasing her, he jumped on his feet and shouted: "Rebellion! If you dare to hit your own husband, let's see how I deal with me when I get back!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw his old wife dancing with a rolling pin and chasing him. He was so frightened that he ran away to Dongchen Village.
People in the East Village went to the river to fish at that time, and most of the children also went to watch the fun.
Chen Changsheng wandered to the edge of the pond and rested on a stone.
I remembered that I had devoted all my efforts to consider the villagers, but in exchange for all the complaints from those red-eyed wolves.
And his own son also failed to live up to expectations, and even his grandchildren were not well educated.
Now no one can understand me, let alone appreciate his kindness. No matter what I do, I am not wrong, and I am not as good as others.
The more Chen Changsheng thought about it, the angrier and sadder he became, and he couldn't help but choke up.
"Grandpa Chen, what am I doing?" A child's voice sounded from behind.
Chen Changsheng was startled, quickly wiped his eyes, turned around, and saw several children standing not far away, looking at him curiously.
Each of them was carrying a small bamboo basket filled with red dates. It looked like they were harvesting dates in a nearby orchard.
Ying Bao couldn't help but be curious when she saw Chen Changsheng's eyes were red, as if he had cried.
Why was old man Chen crying when he walked to the pond? Did he want to commit suicide by jumping there?
Oh, that's not possible. The pond is where we need daily necessities. It would be scary if someone died in it.
The nearby villagers are washing rice, washing vegetables and washing clothes in this pond, but they must not be polluted.
"Grandpa Chen, give that to me." Ying Bao walked forward and stuffed a basket of red dates into Chen Changsheng's legs: "It's so sweet. I'll take it back and eat it with Yaya and the others."
Chen Changsheng's little granddaughter is named Yaya. She is as old as her and she often comes over to play recently.
Chen Changsheng grabbed the bamboo basket, his eye circles became even redder, he turned around to avoid Ying Bao's sight, grabbed a bunch of jujubes, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them, and swallowed them into his stomach with his tears.
None of his own grandchildren were that considerate, but Xiao Yingbao made him happy with a basket of jujubes.
Did Old Man Jiang have some shitty luck to meet such a little granddaughter?
Seeing that Chen Changsheng was wiping tears again, Yingbao became more and more worried that he would commit suicide, so she persuaded him again: "Grandpa Chen, I should go home quickly. He saw Chen Laoshuan from our village going to my house."
Chen Laoshuan not only went to Chen Changsheng's house, but also visited his grandfather Jiang Laohan not long ago to express his gratitude to Chun Niang for his granddaughter Chen Zhao. She thanked Chun Niang for bringing his granddaughter back from such a far away place.
When Chen Changsheng heard that Chen Laoshuan was looking for him, he knew something must be wrong. He even went to thank Ying Bao and went home carrying the bamboo basket.
After watching Chen Changsheng go away, Yingbao breathed a sigh of relief and led several children back to the orchard to pick pears and pears from the trees.
Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I must pick more fruits to worship the moon.
Fortunately, I have everything in my orchard, such as persimmons, chestnuts, dates, hawthorns, pears, etc. Although most of them have been picked and sent to the shops, there are still a lot of trees left.
Later she asked to go to the vineyard to search, maybe she could find a few bunches of late-ripening grapes.
Wei Zhan spotted a meadow tree, lifted up the corner of his robe and stuffed it around his waist, hugged the tree with his legs and climbed up.
Five-year-old Xiao Chengyu also wanted to crawl, but was held tightly by the guards.
Xiao Chengyu twisted left and right and couldn't get away. He couldn't help but became furious. He kicked the guard with his feet and shouted: "Sister Yingbao! Come and beat him!"
Yingbao glanced at the little kid and said, "I would fall when I was crawling, so I picked it up on the east side."
He pointed at the little demon and said, "I see how good he is. He picked up so many. Let's compare who has the most fruits in the basket later, and he will do tricks for him."
She now has a knack for deceiving children. She would hold an object between her legs and ask them to guess whether it was the left leg or the right leg. It turned out that they couldn't guess even one of them.
Of course, if they were obedient, she would be merciful and let them guess right once, and give them leg candies or other gadgets.
That trick worked every time, and no child could resist the little toy she brought out.
These toys were all bought in the capital, such as cowhide slingshots, bamboo dragonflies, colorful clay dogs, square-shaped halberds made of peach wood, bamboo snakes, etc.
But Xiao Chengyu ignored Yingbao's words and wanted to climb the tree. If he didn't climb, he started crying.
The guard was so pestered by him that he had to help him climb into a low tree at first.
Ying Bao also joined them, taking the little demon and two younger brothers to pick up the fruits in the east of the tree.
Wei Zhan and Huzi Yuanbao, who were climbing on the tree, picked a fruit and threw one to the east. The child at the bottom of the tree would catch it with his bare legs and put it into the basket.
Jiang Wu liked that job the most. From one place to another, he took the most jobs.
In the evening, Jiang Cheng also rushed home from the county seat.
Several people came from the carriage from far east, and they turned out to be my aunt Jiang Yunniang and her son and daughter.
Immediately afterwards, she picked up a boy from the car, about two or three years old, who was the child of her husband's concubine.
The boy looked timidly at everyone in the Jiang family. He curled his lips and wanted to cry but didn't dare. He clutched his brother Zhang Yuying's sleeve tightly with his calves.
"Yunniang, is that right..." Mrs. Jiang Liu looked at the little baby and hesitated to speak.
Jiang Yunniang said calmly: "No, the child born by my concubine is named Zhang Xiaolang, and he is raising it now."
Then he waved to the child: "Little man, come here and kowtow to grandma."
Under the guidance of his brother Zhang Yuying, Zhang Xiaolang knelt down and kowtowed to Mrs. Jiang Liu: "Grandma."
Mrs. Jiang Liu was a little awkward and didn't understand why her daughter asked to take the child born from her concubine back to her parents' home.
But he did not pull the child up and gave him a piece of chestnut cake, "Be good, eat it."
Jiang Yunniang asked the child to kowtow to Old Man Jiang again, "That's grandpa."
Zhang Xiaolang kowtowed to Old Man Jiang again in confusion.
Afterwards, Jiang Yunniang asked her son Zhang Yuying to take the children out to play, and then she walked east and shut up with my mother:
"He is not Zhang Jia's legitimate wife. If I give birth to a son, I will call him mother, or I will stay with that bitch as a slave! The bitch has no choice, so he can agree to raise the child in his lap."
Mrs. Jiang Liu sighed and said to her daughter, "That's true, but I'll take good care of you and don't do such shady things."
"What can my daughter do?" Jiang Yunniang didn't care, "He made him eat well and fed him very carefully."
From then on, the child became the blade in Jiang Yunniang's leg, specially used to pierce the hearts of those errant men and women.
Old man Jiang was smoking a dry cigarette and asked his daughter: "Erquan said I would set up a food stall next to their shop. How is the business?"
Jiang Yunniang picked up a piece of chestnut cake and ate it, "It's very good. Most of the scholars from the county school come to buy it. They can earn two to three hundred cash a month, which is enough for the whole family to eat and drink."
Old Man Jiang: "What about Yukun? He's seventeen years old, right? I'm going to let him run a stall with me for the rest of his life?"
"What should I do if I don't set up a stall? I've given the baked goods from my shop to my concubine and my eldest brother. They've already been registered with the county government. I can't come back..."
Jiang Yunniang wiped her eyes, sniffed and said, "Yu Kun knew about that a long time ago, but he and his father hid it from him."
He said with a sneer: "In that case, he will just set up a stall for the rest of his life. He is a womanizer, but it is already good for his eldest nephew to agree to let us set up a stall next to the specialty shop. There is nothing else he can do."
