Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

Du Wenxiu asked hurriedly, but Old Song first asked the workers to move the goods, and then looked at the group of women behind her and asked:

"Is this the new worker you hired at Wenyuefang? He looks inferior to the previous one."

Previously, everyone followed Du Wenxiu because they were afraid that they would run around and violate other people's taboos.

Now, standing here and being pointed at and criticized by Old Song, they couldn't help but feel even more suffocated. Some of them had a hot temper and almost rolled up their sleeves to start cursing, but fortunately they were stopped.

Du Wenxiu then remembered them, turned around and called Guan Shaorong out, asking her to take them to find Madam Mo.

"Madam Du may have forgotten that my mother has asked for half a day off today and hasn't come yet. Why don't I take you ladies to the guest house to have a seat?"

Guan Shaorong said with a smile, and Du Wenxiu then realized that he was wondering why he was standing at the door just now. If Madam Mo was here, she would probably not go directly to find him and Du Wenchan.

"Okay, you go quickly and come back soon." She replied softly. Guan Shaorong smiled slightly and led the women away.

"Now that there is no one else here, I wonder what good idea Old Brother Song has come up with? Is it to add a few fast walkers?"

Du Wenxiu joked.

Old Song just laughed and said, "You wouldn't guess it if I didn't tell you, but I asked all the caravans and escort agencies along the way, and picked the ones that I could talk to and sent them off in a relay."

"Now I only need to deliver the goods to the capital, and my brothers will deliver them north. This saves a lot of effort."

Du Wenxiu's eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "Brother Song is really smart. But we have to discuss it with them. My sauce jars are fragile. Don't let someone break one or two jars. It will be expensive."

After hearing this, Old Song lowered his head and thought for a while, then said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Madam Du, for reminding me. It seems that I still need to sign a contract with them. Otherwise, if one or two jars are broken, I can't afford to pay for it alone."

Du Wenxiu listened with a smile, but didn't say anything else.

You can remind yourself, but you can't discourage others' enthusiasm.

Over there, Guan Shaorong had already settled everyone from Wu's Pickle Shop and came over to talk to Du Wenxiu.

This time, Du Wenxiu asked about Madam Mo's situation, but he saw Guan Shaorong sighing with a sad face:

"It's still the mess my father left behind. He married such a beautiful aunt, but she can't help with the family affairs at all. She is only a hindrance. My mother almost cried this morning because of anger."

Oh, when she said that, Du Wenxiu became interested.

How big a deal would it be to make Madam Mo, such a serious woman, cry?

Seeing the gossipy eyes of the Du sisters looking at him with a thirst for knowledge, Guan Shaorong looked helpless and told the story.

It turned out that Guan Shaorong's father, Master Guan, had married two beautiful concubines during his lifetime. When this person passed away, Guan Baolai was cheated again, and the family could not continue, so naturally they could not afford to support them.

So she gave one of her concubines money and let her go, but the other concubine gave birth to a son a few years ago, who was only four years old now. She was unwilling to leave, so Madam Mo had no choice but to keep her.

Now, the mother and her two daughters all work to support the aunt and younger brother while paying off debts. Life is very tight.

Unexpectedly, last night my aunt mentioned to Madam Mo that the young master should start to learn, and asked Madam Mo to give some tuition to the teacher.

Madam Mo did the math and discussed with her that the family was still in debt and they were short of money.

It would be better to start learning two years later, it won’t be a big deal.

But the aunt heard the gossip from somewhere and started crying and making a fuss, saying that the debt was incurred because of Guan Baolai, so why should her son suffer like this?

Madam Mo was so angry that she fell asleep, so she ignored her and went to sleep.

When I got up early and opened the door, I saw the aunt kneeling in the yard. Although it was hot during the day, it was still cool in the morning and evening.

She had never done any work and was weak, and after kneeling for a whole night, she looked shaky.

After seeing the patient, Madam Mo hurriedly called Guan Baolai to invite a doctor, and asked Guan Shaorong to ask for leave for her.

After hearing this, Du Wenxiu was speechless.

Just listening to it makes me feel overwhelmed.

My own aunt is different from other aunts.

Think about A'luo, who is willing to be her confidant, and Qi Sanniang, who holds Haisheng day and night. They are both concubines, so why are they so different?

Perhaps, it was because Guan’s aunt gave birth to a son. With a son, naturally, they had to make plans for him.

They are all descendants of Lord Guan, so we can’t favor one over the other, right?

Back then, Guan Baolai also hired a teacher to teach him at home when he was four or five years old. Now that his own son has reached this age, he should deserve the same treatment.

Madam Mo had a splitting headache at this moment.

In front of the doctor, the concubine cried and sobbed, as if she was mistreating her late husband's concubine and young son.

The doctor also lived in this area and had heard something about her family's affairs. He examined her pulse without changing his expression and said that she just caught a cold, which was not a serious matter.

But then I heard the concubine screaming, "Doctor Lu, it's not a big deal if I catch a cold, but do you think it would be a big deal if I die and you roll me up on a rag mat and throw me into a mass grave?"

Doctor Lu had a dark complexion and was not a kind person. When he heard Auntie's attack, he said with a half-smile:

"Don't worry too much, Aunt Zhao. If one day you are swept away and thrown away by a broken bed, I'm afraid everyone will praise Madam Mo for her magnanimity."

Aunt Zhao was so angry that she said angrily, "I'm afraid that grandma doesn't like me and my children wasting the family's food, and she hopes that I will die soon so that she can save some food."

Madam Mo took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and opened them again. Without a trace of smile on her face, she looked at Aunt Zhao coldly and said:

"When the master got into trouble, I asked you about it. Life at home will not be as good as before. If you want to leave, I will find some money as a dowry and send you to find a family."

"You thought he was worried about Baoying and didn't want to leave, and you thought he was willing to live with us even if we had to eat coarse food, but now he's causing trouble and making people laugh at him."

Aunt Zhao heard this and cried again, "Baoying was so young back then, how could I let him live a good life alone?"

"Even though life at home is not as good as before, have I ever complained to grandma? It's only because it affects the child's future that I spoke up without any shame..."

Madam Mo only felt a pain in her heart. At this time, Doctor Lu packed up his things and was about to leave. She had to hold it in, turned around to get the medical fee, and sent Doctor Lu off properly.

He turned around and planned to change clothes and go out to work, but was pestered by Aunt Zhao crying. She knelt on the ground and begged her to take some silver as a salary for her son Baoying.

Madam Mo endured it again and again, and finally said: "The family does not have much money to support Baoying's studies. If Aunt Zhao really can't make ends meet, why not go out and earn some money to pay Baoying's tuition."

Having said that, he pushed her away and strode out, leaving behind a sound of heart-wrenching crying.