The general kneels on the washboard again

Jiang Yunxiao was a little annoyed and said very unhappily, "Little beggar, who is your brother? Are you ruining my good deeds?"

Jiang Yunxiao continued complaining, "I finally found Dian Min, uh, my sister's whereabouts, but you messed it up."

Although he complained, he actually took out a steamed bun and a few pieces of silver from his waist pouch and handed them to Yue Niang.

Obviously, he couldn't remember Yue Niang, things have changed.

The foolish act of throwing money to the rich man did not affect Yue Niang, who took the silver and steamed buns without hesitation.

He even hypnotized himself: "Just consider it as a thank you for saving you."

"Thank you? What thank you? I'm here to look for someone, and this guy just now has a clue."

Yue Niang said with disdain: "That man just now looked around, afraid that someone was there, and was anxious to drag you away. As soon as I showed up, he ran away in shame. If you really went with him, I'm afraid you would get lost too!"

Looking at the small change and steamed buns, one can't help but sigh: Such an upright young man, alas, he has been corrupted beyond recognition by the prosperity of Kyoto.

Thinking of the help he had given the original owner in his previous life, he still wanted to help him: "But who are you looking for? My grandmother has been in the village ahead for many years. Maybe she has some clues."

Jiang Yunxiao looked helpless, and sighed in the direction of the liar: "Forget it, I'll go back first and come back later."

After watching Jiang Yunxiao walk away, Yue Niang walked into Nanshan Village while chewing on a fragrant steamed bun.

Nanshan Village has beautiful scenery. A big river flows through the foot of the village, and several small hills are scattered around it, surrounding the village.

Further away is the continuous Tuocang Mountains.

Judging from the situation, rice and corn should be grown here, but there are not many good fields.

The houses are also distributed sporadically, but which one is my grandmother's?

As I was walking across the bridge leading into the village, I heard a melodious melody.

Under the bridge pier, there was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old washing clothes, and it was she who made the noise.

"Hello, sister. How do I get to Old Lady Fu's house?"

The girl raised her head, her cheeks flushed, and she looked at Yue Niang with her gentle eyes like autumn waves.

This made Yue Niang feel shy.

The girl laughed and said enthusiastically, "Are you looking for Grandma Fu? I'll take you there."

Yue Niang became a little wary: "Do you know which Grandma Fu I'm looking for?"

The girl probably realized that Yue Niang was afraid she might be a bad person, so she said in a crisp voice, "There's only one person named Fu in Nanshan Village, and he's from Lingzhou. He's accompanied by an old woman named Ji. My name is Zhao Erya, and I live not far from her home."

This dispelled Yue Niang's doubts.

The blush on Zhao Erya's face faded, and she became more gentle, with a maturity that was inconsistent with her age.

Leading Yue Niang across the bluestone slabs, they entered the village and walked to the houses one by one: "Grandma Fu, Grandma Fu, someone is looking for you."

No one in the courtyard responded, so Erya pushed the door open with ease. "I guess the two grandmas are in the inner room and didn't hear anything."

Entering the courtyard, there is an old textile machine under the eaves. The roof tiles have been in disrepair for a long time and the courtyard is overgrown with weeds.

Thought to be a wealthy lady with no worries about food and drink, Yue Niang is now disheveled in the wind.

An old woman came out of the house. The moment she saw Yue Niang, she excitedly said to the inside: "Old lady, old lady, Miss Yue'er is here to see you."

This is Mrs. Fu’s personal maid: Ji Fengxia.

Another old lady came out of the house. She had kind eyes and the wrinkles around her eyes extended to behind her ears.

Yue Niang called out first, "Grandma!"

Old Madam Fu looked at the empty courtyard and responded, but she still asked unwillingly, "Yue'er, are your parents here?"

Yue Niang didn't know how to answer this question and was silent for a long time.

I told the truth: "Grandma, my mother is gone. My father had something urgent to do and went back to Kyoto."

Mrs. Fu was stunned, and suddenly tears fell: "Your mother is gone, how could it be like this?"

Yue Niang lowered her head and said, "Mother has been suffering from a serious illness for many years. Especially since last year, her worries have intensified, and her chronic illness has become more serious."

Yue Niang entered the house at the invitation of Ji Mama. On the square wooden table that reached Erya's waist, there were two bowls of water and a plate of blackened wild vegetables.

Old Mrs. Fu was a little embarrassed.

Erya looked around, picked up the wooden basin containing clothes and walked outside: "My mother boiled a few eggs today, maybe they haven't been delivered yet."

After Erya left, Mrs. Fu started crying again.

"Yue'er, tell me the truth. You came here alone. Is it related to that vicious woman Tian? Alas! You were so young, and so was that evil creature. You are his own flesh and blood. How could he bear to leave him?"

He pulled the dirty Yue Niang around and looked around.

This was the first time Yue Niang felt care at such a close distance.

I unconsciously raised my little hand and gently patted my sobbing grandmother's back.

"Grandma doesn't cry."

Looking around at the four leaky walls, I made an important decision in my heart: work hard to get rich.

"Yue'er will take good care of grandma."

The grandfather and grandson chatted, as if they wanted to finish talking about their recent situation.

Old Mrs. Fu relies on her neighbor Erya's family for support in her daily life.

When they first arrived, they bought an acre of thin land, but the two old people didn't have the energy to farm it.

But Tian used the same trick on them.

The furniture in several large carriages was actually filled with stones when it was opened.

I pawned all the jewelry I had on me, but it was only enough to keep myself fed and clothed, and I couldn't leave this place.

Finally, Mrs. Fu said, "If we hadn't met Erya and her family, we would have been lost long ago."

At this time, Erya came in carrying three eggs, followed by a woman in her forties.

The woman came in and yelled, "Auntie, I'm so sorry. The head of the family came back late today, so I came here so late."

And from this action, we can also see the kindness of this family.

Mother Ji took the eggs, and Old Lady Fu said affectionately: "Madam, what are you saying? I'm afraid I will never have the chance to repay your kindness to us master and servant in this lifetime." As she said this, she was about to cry again.

This kind of scene must happen dozens of times between them every day.

Erya handed an egg to Yueniang: "Sister, you eat it."

But Jiang Yunxiao's steamed bun was very filling, so Yue Niang politely refused: "Sister, you eat it, I'm not hungry yet."

But Erya still insisted on stuffing the egg into Yue Niang's hands: "Take it."

Unable to refuse, Yue Niang had to accept it.

At this time, Mrs. Fu spoke again.

"Mrs. Zhao, I want to trouble you for something."

Erya's mother was very frightened: "Aunt, just tell me what you want. As long as I can help, it doesn't matter if it's a big deal or not."

"I'd like to trouble you to send a letter to the post station for me, asking my son to come and pick up my granddaughter. You know how life is here, and I don't have much time left anyway, so I won't go to the mansion to fight that vicious woman."

Erya's mother was about to agree when suddenly there was a thump and Yue Niang fell to her knees on the ground.

"Grandma, I won't go back. Tian is secretly planning to sell me off. After my mother passed away, that place is no longer my home. Please have mercy on me, Grandma. I can take care of myself."

Old Mrs. Fu didn't expect her to be so decisive.

Yue Niang is not stupid. At most, they will starve here. At least they have land. Although she is small, she has remembered knowledge. If the three of them share the burden, they will not starve to death.

But if I go back to that mansion, I might die at any time, so I finally accept the current situation.

Compared to my previous life when I had no car, no house and no land, at least I have a house and land now.

Erya's mother didn't know how to respond, so she could only lead Erya out silently.

After leaving Yue Niang's house, she had two things in mind. The first was to get another chicken, and the second was that the countryside was still pretty good. If her husband dared to have three wives and four concubines and persecute the children, she would definitely break his nose.

Old Madam Fu nodded to Yue Niang: "Then stay, alas!"

She knew that Erya had always wanted to learn weaving and planned to send the weaving machine to her.

Yue Niang looked around and thought that the house was actually not bad.

As soon as you enter the yard, you will see a quadrangle courtyard. The yard is quite large, with a well and an old pear tree.

In addition to the kitchen and toilet, there are probably three or four separate small rooms, which can be tidied up.