The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Jiang, who had just been helped onto the mule cart by Song Yuntang, frowned.

"what are you going to do?"

After Xu Yongwang gave the basket of persimmons to Tu Shi, he climbed onto the mule cart and said, "I haven't seen the girl's farm and shop yet. I have to go and take a look, right?"

Jiang rolled her eyes at him.

"I think you want to find something to brag about to Gousheng after watching it."

Xu Yongwang raised his eyebrows, "That's not entirely true. Gousheng doesn't even want to talk to me anymore."

He sat down in the carriage and chuckled, "But, the more he ignores me, the more jealous he is of me. The more jealous he is of me, the happier I am."

After making sure everyone was seated, Tu Shi set off in the mule cart.

Jiang knew why Xu Yongwang liked to brag to Gousheng. His son was sick before and he didn't want to delay the girl's marriage, so he didn't let them arrange a marriage. The old man Gousheng often used his son, daughter-in-law and daughter to gain superiority in front of Xu Yongwang.

It's useless to say that studying is good and being smart will only make you a sickly person.

I can’t get a wife, and I don’t have any children.

If it weren't for his younger son, Xu Yongwang would probably have no descendants.

Those words were as unpleasant as they could be.

After hearing this, Xu Yongwang drank a few more sips of wine. When he came back, he told her these words while crying. She felt pain in her ears and heart, so she cried too.

Those years were really hard.

Because of these things, Qingye didn't want to stay in the village, so he accepted the request of the head of Rongshu Village and stayed in the private school for four or five years. Except for the New Year and other holidays, he rarely went home.

Now that his son has recovered from his illness and has married a wife who is obedient, sensible and capable, Xu Yongwang would feel very angry if he didn't show off.

So even though she knew it, she didn't try to stop him.

"You should also stop comparing yourself to him, lest you draw resentment. You know Gousheng well enough that he can't stand seeing others better than him."

Xu Yongwang remained unmoved.

"I'm going to be hated if I can. When Qingye was sick and couldn't get married, he used to talk bad about me. I want to get back the face I lost in front of him bit by bit."

Jiang was amused by him.

"I didn't realize you were so strong-willed."

Xu Yongwang sighed deeply.

"My father told me since I was a child that life is a matter of life and death. Now it's my turn, Xu Yongwang, to be proud of myself."

Song Yuntang listened to what the two of them said and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Uncle Gousheng, did you have any conflicts with your family before?"

Jiang did not hide it and told Song Yuntang about the past grudges between the two families.

Song Yuntang understood.

No wonder my father-in-law likes to go to his house and chat when he has nothing to do.

It turned out that it was because of the feeling in my heart.

"Since our family is here today, after I take over the bricks and tiles from the farm, we'll go to the tailor shop in town to buy some clothes."

Jiang said hurriedly, "We still have clothes from last year that we can wear. But you haven't started buying winter clothes yet, have you?"

The two sets of clothes that Song Yuntang changed into now were for her engagement. She bought cloth from the town and made them herself. Because it was almost autumn when she got engaged, she chose thicker fabrics.

I can still wear it now.

I'm afraid it won't be enough in a few days.

"It's time to prepare. The clothes I'm wearing are fine for daytime wear, but they're still a bit cold in the morning and evening." Song Yuntang looked at Jiang and Xu Yongwang. "I know Mom and Dad and Wencheng still have clothes, but I haven't bought anything for Mom and Dad since I came home. How about I fulfill my wish and buy a set for each of them?"

Jiang thought for a moment and said, "Tang'er needs to wear clothes urgently, so it's no problem to buy ready-made ones. We can just buy the cloth and make our own clothes. It will save us a lot of money."

Song Yuntang couldn't resist and nodded, saying, "Okay, then let's buy some cloth."

Jiang looked at her and asked, "Should we make one for Qingye as well?"

Song Yuntang frowned, "Mom, don't worry about him. Before I came back, I bought him two sets of winter clothes, a pair of winter boots, a cloak with a fur collar, and a hot water bottle and charcoal basin. I guarantee he won't get cold."

Jiang held her hand with relief.

"Since you're so thoughtful, I don't have anything to worry about anymore."

Just then, the mule cart stopped and Tu Shi's voice rang out at the right time.

"Girl, we've arrived at the farm."

Song Yuntang lifted the curtain, jumped off the mule cart first, and then carefully helped Jiang down.

When she helped her down, she placed her hand on Jiang's pulse and frowned.

Today's pulse seems to be slightly different from yesterday's. It doesn't look like a happy pulse. We need to observe it further.

Seeing her serious expression, Jiang couldn't help but ask.

"Any questions?"

Song Yuntang smiled and let go of her hand, shaking his head and saying, "It's okay."

Mu Dong came to the farm early in the morning. Because the mule cart had gone to Lushan Village and the people working in the wooden shed had not arrived yet, Song Jinsheng pulled him to sit in the yard and wait.

At this moment, the mule cart stopped in front of the courtyard, and the two men hurriedly moved their things out of the courtyard.

When he saw Xu Yongwang and Jiang, Song Jinsheng was surprised.

"My uncle and aunt are here."

"Tang'er asked us to come along and take a look." Jiang smiled at Xu Yongwang and Xu Wencheng, "Don't be idle either, hurry up and help pack the things."

The father and son responded and went to help quickly.

Song Yuntang first pulled Jiang into the yard and introduced her to Miao.

Maybe it was the first time they met Miao, so they didn't have much to say, but they were very interested in the two four or five-year-old children in the yard.

Jiang looked at the two children with a kind face.

"If my eldest son had married earlier, my grandson would be this age."

There is no sign of her grandson yet, but she seems to be pregnant.

No matter how I think about it, it doesn't seem like that.

Miao joked, "If the son-in-law had married earlier, he wouldn't have met my daughter, right?"

Jiang smiled and said, "Yes, compared to a grandson, Tang'er is better."

Miao glanced at Song Yuntang, who was squatting in the courtyard digging chili seedlings, and leaned close to Jiang and whispered, "But it seems to me that the young lady is still virginal. Could it be that she hasn't had her wedding night with her husband yet?"