Chapter 42 Qians Grievance
Mr Xue did not decline, the medicine he used was much more expensive than silver.
It was only natural for him to take the money.
Leaving behind the two pieces of medicine, he walked out of the courtyard with the boy.
Seeing the flowers in the vegetable patch, he stopped for a moment. "Girl Ning, why do you plant like this? Why do you plant like this?! After the flowers have been planted, the fruit will become flaky and it won't look good."
"It's not about beauty." This was the first time Ning Yan heard that the Muscle Flower was planted for the sake of beauty.
Sending the Mr Xue off and walking back to her room, Ning Yan brought out the hot food from the kitchen when she heard the rumbling sounds coming from the stomach of the Mrs. Qian.
The poor people would always subconsciously want to protect their children, especially in Mrs. Qian. She was weak and delicate, but she knew how to protect her children.
Although Wu Baoshi's injuries were worse, the wounds on Mrs. Qian's body were worse. His clothes were still reflecting the marks left by the hit of the stick. The corners of his eyes were bruised and swollen.
The reason why Wu Baoshi was injured, was probably because he wanted to protect the Mrs. Qian.
Mrs. Qian was extremely hungry, she did not refuse and took the bun from Ning Yan's hands: "Thank you, thank you, Big Sister Ning Family."
"There's no need to be polite, we're all from the same village. Who doesn't have time to need help?"
Mrs. Qian nodded, holding the steamed bun and stuffing it into her mouth, she swallowed it down without a second thought. After eating the steamed bun in her hand, she remained silent, occasionally glancing at the bed, the light in her eyes becoming dimmer and dimmer.
"Mother, can you let Baoshi stay in our house for a few days?"
"That's your friend, you can decide for yourself. Of course you have to ask Baoshi's mother to see if he agrees."
"Aunt Qian, Baoshi is already like this, why don't you let him stay in my house for a few days?"
"…" Mrs. Qian did not speak, her head drooping lower and lower.
She was filled with anger at the attitude of the Mrs. Qian as she turned around and ran into Lu Hanzhang's room.
Mrs. Qian was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Sister Ning, you're so awesome.
"If you can bear the hardships, you can always live a good life."
"I, I want to bring Baoshi home."
"Go back to your parents' home? "Is that true?" Ning Yan was a little surprised. Didn't they say that people in this era would not easily divorce?
"Yes." The Mrs. Qian nodded heavily. As if she was mumbling to herself but also wanted to pour out her thoughts, she lowered her head and muttered: "A few years ago, he didn't come back. I pulled Baoshi along with me and brought little plum along, and although our days were tough, it would still be over after a while, but ever since he came back, our family has been getting better and better. We've built a new house, there's meat every day, but …" Mrs. Qian revealed a bitter smile.
"The clothes must be left to the plum as a dowry. Meat? Furthermore, only men could eat it.
When Mei Zi reached the age of marriage, I had a cousin who was very quick-witted and did some small business in the county. I thought it was pretty good, but I saw that Mei Zi would not be bullied, so I decided to settle this matter.
Who would have thought that a guest would suddenly come to their home? After the person talked to Huaishan for a while, Huaishan became angry, and started to say that his cousin was being dishonest, and told some others that he had pushed plums into a fire pit, and that I had been beaten up. Baoshi, who was protecting me, got beaten up, and that heartless man, even until now, had not come to see if he knew that it was his son who was injured.
"Now that you've made your life so popular, I suddenly feel like no man can live better. Am I crazy?"
"Maybe he's crazy." Ning Yan nodded.
"…" Mrs. Qian who was in the middle of confessing suddenly lost her desire to continue talking. Her resentful gaze fell on Ning Yan, as if saying that she was so pitiful, why didn't Ning Yan console her.
"Life is always your own, you even know that it might be better if you left that man. Why are you still fighting against that person? Aren't you being cheap?" After Ning Yan finished speaking, he stood up and walked toward the kitchen.
She knew that Mrs. Qian only said that. With her weak appearance, unless she was hurt by a man, she would never choose to part ways with her.
After all, this era was extremely unfair to women.
Mrs. Qian stopped crying and sat on the horse in a daze.
It was only until a moan came from the bed that Mrs. Qian stood up in panic. Her gaze fell on Wu Baoshi's body, and his eyes turned red once again.
"I'm awake. Do you have a headache?" Mrs. Qian covered her mouth, and with difficulty, he gave a smile.
"It hurts. Mom, I want to eat eggs."
"You, just wait a while mother will cook you sweet and watery eggs right now." With that, the Mrs. Qian ran outside.
Standing outside the kitchen, he looked at Ning Yan who was busy inside and licked his chapped lips: "Sister Ning, can I borrow an egg? "I, I will return it."
"The child is injured, so it's time to eat some good nourishment. Go and accompany Baoshi, I'll cook it."
"T-how can I be embarrassed? I …"
"Baoshi is an extremely good friend."
Hearing Ning Yan's words, Mrs. Qian almost cried. It was hard to tell if it was because of shame or self-blame, but she held onto her sleeves and walked towards the room.
Standing in front of the door, he could hear laughter coming from inside.
Mrs. Qian was in a daze as her eyes fell on the two giggling children. It had been a long time since she last saw her son laughing like this.
When the man came back, except for the first few days of picking good things for his son and coaxing him to be happy, he then followed the principle of filial piety under the stick, giving his son a cold stare and giving him heavy punches and kicks.
Why did it change?
At the beginning, Mei Zi said that Baoshi had stolen her egg soup, and later on she thought that Baoshi had eaten too much, and then … Mrs. Qian was startled. When did little sister-in-law change?
"Mrs. Qian, come with me."
Wu Huaishan's voice suddenly came from outside, causing the Mrs. Qian to shiver.
Looking towards the door, Wu Huaishan walked over aggressively, and behind him followed a few men from the village.
Wu Mei also stood at Wu Huaishan's side, wearing a red dress and green armor. If not for the fact that she did not know the combination of red and green, she would have felt that it was a little fresh. Staring at Mrs. Qian, a clear voice came out of her mouth.
"Sister-in-law, even if you quarreled with your brother, you still can't run outside. It's a good thing there's no man in Sister Ning's house, otherwise this wouldn't be a big deal."
"Oh, it doesn't matter to you whether there are men in my family or not. A young lady doesn't even get married, yet she's already been a man all day. Don't tell me she misses men?"
When Ning Yan took the egg from kitchen, she held it in her hand.
Initially, she did not plan to get involved with other people's affairs. At most, she would just give them a place to rest and boil a bowl of sweet water and eggs, but looking at Wu Mei's attitude, it was as if she was going to be pulled in.
In that case, let's hurt each other.
"You, what nonsense are you talking? Do you think that everyone is like you? You don't know what's good for you and you have children before marriage? How can a person like you have the face to live?"
The sounds of argument outside were very loud, and the window to Lu Hanzhang's room was also open. Wu Mei's words were heard by him without end.
"Ka." The pen in his hand fell to the ground. Lu Hanzhang stared at the pen in his hand and did not do anything.