diskusbooks Chapter 156 Preparation
Chapter 156 Preparation
The girls and aunties arrived in twos and threes without any fanfare, while Wen Muchuan and his sons, along with a few young men from the village, slaughtered a pig in the open space.
Xie He invited the women into the house and showed them around his new home.
The house has two floors, and after walking around it, everyone's eyes showed envy.
Grandma Wang held Xie He's hand and said happily, "What a magnificent house! Even the big shots in town probably don't live in houses this nice! You're so lucky!"
The two families lived closest to each other, and Xie He had seen how she had endured all these years. As a woman herself, she felt sorry for her, and now she had finally made it through and was reaping the rewards of her hard work.
Xie He held her hand, her face filled with emotion. She never expected that she would have such a day.
Now her sons and older brothers are doing well, not to mention her daughter, the family has seen such a big change because of her.
It was also tough on her precious daughter, who almost lost her life before having such a great fortune.
She felt sorry for her daughter and often told her not to ask the old sage for anything anymore.
Now she, as a mother, can stand on her own. She can get whatever her daughter wants, and she would even do it without hesitation, even if it meant taking her own life.
"That's because the children's father dotes on me, an old woman, and the children listen to me."
"Your life is getting better and better, and everyone's life will get better and better," Xie He said to Aunt Wang with a smile.
Now many of the girls and aunties in the village go to town to help out, and they've earned some money.
Wen Luozhi often helped them out by giving them employee incentive awards and progress awards, making their lives better and better.
Now, whenever they hear that something is wrong at her home, no matter how busy they are, they will send someone over to repay the favor.
The women sat in a circle and ate some snacks. The men outside had finished their work, and it was now their turn to do it.
That evening, they were going to have a stew made with pork, so Yang Guilan volunteered to push Wen Zizhong out the door to inform everyone.
The couple greeted everyone they met on the street with smiles, and everyone responded warmly in return.
I was a little surprised to see Wen Zizhong come out, but I was mostly happy for him.
A few days ago, I only heard that Erlang from Wen Muchuan's family was feeling better and was willing to go out. I didn't expect him to come out for a stroll today. He looked radiant and was nowhere near as lifeless as I had previously described.
Yang Guilan, observing their reactions, would have been wagging her tail in the air by now.
Now, whenever she goes out and meets any of the young wives in the village, everyone says she's very lucky.
Now her wallet is bulging, and her mother-in-law often gives her and her sister-in-law pocket money! Even when she was a young woman in her own family, life wasn't this good!
Her husband could support the family with his bare hands, and all the money he earned was given to her for safekeeping.
My sister-in-law often buys her this and that, and her new room is so spacious and impressive! She's very happy to see it.
His aunt even found a learned young tutor to teach her little boy to read and write. She had visited him before and he looked quite professional!
Who knows, she might even become a scholar's wife someday!
Everyone envies her; she lives a life of comfort and ease. Her family comes to visit every few days to beg for money, but she always chases them away.
She knows perfectly well who truly cares for her, and she would never do anything that would betray her family and hurt their feelings.
The couple chatted and laughed as they went from house to house to inform everyone, but they tacitly fell silent when they passed by the old house.
Yang Guilan pushed Wen Zizhong over, and Wu Hong was sitting on the threshold with a black steamed bun in her hand.
Seeing that the couple's smiles hadn't faded yet, their jubilant expressions fueled her anger.
Looking at the clothes Yang Guilan was wearing, it was clear at a glance that they were worth a lot of money.
The exposed wrist was adorned with an incredibly translucent jade bracelet!
Wu Hong couldn't hold back any longer. She stood up, ran over, blocked their way, and shouted, "You two juniors, is this how you treat your elders? You're truly ungrateful wretches!"
Yang Guilan shoved her hard and sneered, "You have a mother who taught you? You have a mother who taught you, and you still act like this!"
She rolled her eyes and pushed him forward. Wen Zizhong, sitting in his wheelchair, almost burst out laughing.
He felt that even if he remained disabled and his leg wasn't healed, his wife wouldn't be bullied just because of her mouth. In that sense, she was becoming more and more like his mother.
Wu Hong had already twisted her back while fighting with Wen Zhuzi, and when Yang Guilan pushed her, she fell to the ground and struggled to get up.
By the time she recovered and wanted to retaliate, everyone had already left. Furious, she could only pick up the black steamed buns from the ground and go inside.
When Wen Dazhuang heard that Wen Muchuan was going to treat the whole village to a feast of pork stew, he sat upright in the main hall, looking every bit the elder brother, waiting for Wen Muchuan to come and invite him.
He even left the courtyard gate wide open, thinking that if people saw the gate was closed, they wouldn't come in and invite him over.
Unexpectedly, even though it was already dark, I couldn't see a single shadow, but several villagers in groups passed by the gate of the courtyard.
"Oh my, this food is really good tonight! Look at this dish called Mao Xue Wang, it smells so good it's irresistible!" said an aunt who went to help, lifting the basket in her hand.
There was a lot of leftover food tonight, so we gave it all to those who helped with the cooking. Everyone got a lot of meat and vegetables to take home.
"There's a housewarming feast tomorrow! We need to go early to help Aunt Xie, so she doesn't get overwhelmed."
A young woman tightened her grip on the basket she was carrying. She was so touched by the large number of people in her family and the generous portions they received that she didn't know what to say.
Wen Dazhuang sat there, ears perked up. Did the fact that everyone was gone mean the pork stew was all eaten?!
But why didn't anyone come to call him?!
He slammed his hand on the table and stood up, intending to go out and ask a passerby, but then thought better of it and sat back down.
What's so special about "pig-killing feast"? It's just stuff from a pig's stomach!
There's a housewarming feast tomorrow, so it's probably because Wen Lao Er thought the dishes would be good for tomorrow that he's inviting his elder brother.
He was still furious. He was determined to give Wen Lao Er a good talking-to tomorrow and teach him a lesson about whether or not he still respected his elder brother.
It is said that the eldest brother is like a father, so Wen Lao Er should respect his elder brother!
He endured his hunger and went to bed, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what he did, listening to Qian Zhaodi's snoring.
Old Mrs. Zhou next door was so hungry that she was seeing stars and didn't even have the strength to call for help.
These past two days, she's only been able to drink half a bowl of water a day, and that's it.
The bed beneath her was damp and smelled rotten, and no one offered to clean it up or replace the weeds on it. She was feeling extremely uncomfortable lying on it.
She only gets a glimpse of those lazybones at home when she delivers water each day; she's completely helpless.
If only that good-for-nothing Wen Pandi were home, she could at least serve this old woman.
I have no idea where she went or what. There hasn't been a single word about her since. I should have sold her to a wealthy family when she was younger. Maybe we could have saved a lot of grain that way!