Today is August 14th, and tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival.
Yuanbao and Jiang Jie also had the holiday and were taken home by Jiang Quan, where they played with Jiang Wu, Huzi, Xiaoyao and other children in the martial arts training ground.
Suddenly, two horse-drawn carriages appeared on the village road of Dongchen Village.
There were several mounted guards following behind the carriage.
"Hu Zi! Yuan Bao! Jiang Jie and Jiang Wu!"
Wei Zhan poked his head out of the carriage, waved his arms and shouted from a distance: "I'm back!"
Xiao Chengyu also poked his head out and shouted, "I'm back!"
Hu Zi and several other boys heard the shouting and rushed over: "Wei Zhan! Wei Zhan!"
Wei Zhan jumped down without waiting for the carriage to stop, shocking everyone.
Cui Zhaochen was afraid that Xiao Chengyu would jump as well, so he quickly stopped the carriage.
"Hahaha! I'm back to see you!" Wei Zhan was so happy to see all his friends there that he hugged them and laughed and jumped.
Xiao Chengyu also followed suit, hugging this and cuddling that, and was busy and having a lot of fun.
Hu Zi asked: "Is he your brother?"
Wei Zhan touched Xiao Chengyu's round head and said with a smile: "He is my little cousin, he also wants to play with you."
So several people touched Xiao Chengyu's round head one by one as a greeting to him.
Xiao Chengyu had a fringe-like hairstyle with two tufts of hair on either side, braided into small pigtails with red silk, and a peach-shaped braid on top of his head, which looked very funny.
But he is very handsome, with big eyes and fair skin, just like the chubby dolls in New Year pictures, which makes him look very festive.
Seeing that Wei Zhan was very familiar with these children, Cui Zhaochen left a few guards to guard there and went directly to the Jiang family in his carriage.
After explaining the purpose of the visit to Jiang Sanlang, he had six large boxes brought down, as well as a medicine box and a set of tools for making wax shells.
He handed over the list and said, "Those boxes were accidentally thrown into the river before. My master felt bad about it, so he bought the same things again and brought them here. I hope Jiang Cunzheng will not mind."
Jiang Sanlang grinned and said calmly, "Thank you for your help."
His daughter told him that Xiao Chengjun deliberately abandoned them and took the box away.
I sent it here just now because my daughter is writing a letter to Beijing.
"No, no, please count them and make sure the number is correct. If there is anything missing, please let me know."
Cui Zhaochen followed the eldest son's instructions and tried to keep a low profile.
Jiang Sanlang didn't hesitate to take out the list given by his daughter and started to count.
After the inventory was completed, he called his second nephew Jiang Quan and asked him to carry all the boxes into his daughter's room.
These are the property earned by the girl, so they naturally belong to her and will also be her dowry in the future.
When Yingbao came back from Chen Zhu's house, Cui Zhaochen and his group had already been invited by Old Man Jiang to have tea at Uncle Jiang's house.
Now every household in the village is busy harvesting cotton, and Jiang Sanlang is even busier, so the task of receiving guests falls on Old Man Jiang.
Because these people were all men, Old Man Jiang did not ask his wife and granddaughter for help. He and his wife cooked a big pot of rice at home to entertain the guests.
He also took out a few pickled duck eggs and boiled them, smashed a cucumber with garlic, cut a plate of cantaloupe, and a plate of steamed fish, and barely put together a table for the feast.
Cui Zhaochen did not mind the simple dishes and ate them with relish. He did not leave after the meal and his words revealed his intention to stay here for a few days.
Old man Jiang had no choice but to arrange a place for them to live.
But there were too many of them, and it was impossible for them all to live in his own house, so Old Man Jiang placed the guards in an empty bamboo shed.
A few more bamboo beds were brought in, along with some bedding, so that the guards and servants could barely get some sleep at night.
Because there will be a festival tomorrow, every household needs to prepare fish and meat as offerings.
The villagers got together and ran to ask Jiang Sanlang for bait.
Because only the bait from Jiang's family can attract fish, the bait from other families won't work.
"Third brother, give us some bait."
Chen Yin grabbed Jiang Sanlang's sleeve and said with a cheeky smile, "Just one thing, let's go fishing in the river to celebrate the festival."
Jiang Sanlang was so annoyed by them that he had to go back and make a large plate of bait for them using mushroom ear crumbs and wheat bran.
Chen Yin cheered, holding the bait and running away with a group of villagers.
People from West Village have been walking around East Village frequently recently, and they were very envious when they saw this.
But they didn't dare to take other people's bait like they did in the previous times, for fear of destroying the friendship that they had worked so hard to establish.
They happened to see their village chief, Chen Changsheng, coming over from the school, so they gathered around and started complaining:
"Uncle Changsheng, look at how well the village chief has run the village. Not only has he helped the villagers get rich, but they can also get bait to go fishing during festivals. What good will it be for us to follow you in West Village?"
Chen Changsheng got angry when he heard this: "You little bastard! If you don't want to stay in West Village, get out! No one will stop you!"
"Oh my, I'm not allowed to say it anymore."
Another villager also complained: "Isn't it? Look at Dongcun, every household has a big tiled house, the road under your feet is flat and smooth, and even the vegetable garden is as shabby as tofu. Then look at our village, it is shabby and looks like a refugee camp."
Chen Changsheng put his hands on his waist, pointed at the people in front of him and said, "What's the matter? Do you dislike your refugee camp? Then don't live here! If you have the guts, ask Jiang Sanlang to take you in! Get away from me, everyone! Don't get close to me!"
After saying that, he hurried home.
In fact, their West Village is already quite good, much better than other villages. However, their village is right next to Dongchen Village. In comparison, even their five large tiled houses are inferior to it.
Chen Changsheng returned home and sat down on the bamboo chair under the porch in a huff.
At this time, the five-year-old grandson and the six-year-old granddaughter ran over and called out "Grandpa, Grandpa". When they saw that their grandfather ignored them, they ran back to the yard and played by themselves.
The little grandson was playing with a spinning top with a small whip in his hand, while the little granddaughter was watching with a runny nose.
Chen Changsheng squinted his eyes at the two dirty grandchildren, then thought about the children of the Jiang family, especially the little Yingbao, and felt very jealous.
Why are other people’s kids so capable
Not only is she capable, she is also good-looking. Whatever clothes she wears are always neat and clean, which makes people feel comfortable just by looking at her.
Look at what kind of creatures you have at home.
It's not like he has nothing to eat or clothes to wear, but he looks so shabby, it's really infuriating!
It is true that if you compare yourself to others, you will die; if you compare goods to others, you will throw them away.
The more Chen Changsheng looked at his grandchildren, the more he felt disgusted. Just when he had no idea where to vent his anger, he saw his daughter-in-law come out wearing wooden clogs, her dress was wrinkled, her hair was unkempt, and she looked like she had just crawled out of bed.
"Dad, have you reached an agreement with the scholar? When can our son Shitou go to school?" asked the daughter-in-law Xiao Qian.
"What are you talking about!" Chen Changsheng got angry when he heard this, pointing at his daughter-in-law and angrily said, "I told you to send your child to a primary school a long time ago, but you said the child was still young and playful, and it wouldn't be too late to send him when he was older! Now you want to become a disciple of the scholar, you are dreaming! The scholar only accepts children who have been enlightened, and will not accept those who know nothing!"
In fact, Li Xu was afraid of affecting the teacher in the neighboring school, so he made this agreement.
He would only accept children who had learned the Three Character Classic, Hundred Family Surnames and Thousand Character Classic. He would not accept those who had not been enlightened.
This is equivalent to the old master's school being an elementary introductory class, and the scholar's school being an advanced class, so there will be no conflict between the two.
When Xiao Qian was yelled at by Chen Changsheng, she was stunned for a moment, covered her face and ran to the kitchen crying.