Since Wang Xihua's fifty taels of silver was delivered to Chunniang, her attitude towards Song Heming and Song's mother became even more arrogant, especially when she was looking at Song Heming, she wanted to stick her nostrils to the sky, Song Heming She also had doubts about the origin of the fifty taels of silver, but she only said that she picked it up on the road, but Song Heming couldn't resist her, so he had no choice but to admit that he was cowardly, and no longer entangled with this matter.
Although Chunniang said that she was trying to be brave, she was still a little timid when arguing with him. If she said that she had a bad temper and scolded him every now and then, that would be just doing whatever she wanted, but this time It took a moment of thinking in his mind to scold him, and it was the moment of pause that made people suspicious. Fortunately, Song Heming was used to cowardice, so he didn't think too much about it, so he let it go.
However, just a few days after Chunniang got fifty taels of silver, Song Heming came back from the market at night and brought back an ingot of silver, which was a full twenty taels of silver, and at the same time brought back a large handful of papers full of words. Song Heming didn't show off, and handed the silver to Chunniang respectfully, although Chunniang scolded her relentlessly, don't be ignorant of your surname if you make money, the way the money came from is definitely not the right way Talking nonsense like sarcasm, but my heart is full of joy. Is it possible that my good life is about to begin from now on? Looking at the elm-like husband, he lit a bean-like oil lamp and began to write and draw on the pile of paper. She didn't know how to read, but she vaguely felt that it should be something very important, maybe it was something else. It's time to prepare for the scientific examination. With the recent good luck, maybe he can really get a fame or something. She didn't say too much. This night, she slept very peacefully.
After Chunniang got the seventy taels of silver, she didn't go out to the stall for a few days. Ordinary people only spend a few taels of silver all year round. Now their family got so much silver at once, enough for their family to live frugally for several years. , She was thinking about the cooking skills she knew. Although she was not as eloquent as her husband, her cooking skills were still excellent. She could spend a part of renting a shop to open a small shop. The well-fed and well-fed people gradually restrained themselves, as if they wanted to change their minds, but after less than three days, bad luck came to them.
On this day, Chunniang got up early in the morning and sat there basking in the sun as usual. Song's mother had the habit of going out to the market every morning to chat with old friends. The rare purity, just when the sun was shining warmly on her body, and a deep tiredness gradually appeared, a thin figure suddenly squeezed in through the half-closed door, at first Chunniang didn't intend to open her eyes to go Look, after all, not many people in Jinyang City are willing to come to their house to scold them, thinking that either Song Heming forgot to bring something, or Song's mother came back from the market, so he didn't take it seriously Son.
However, the figure gradually approached Chunniang, and blocked the lazy sunlight. Chunniang closed her eyes and said calmly: "Go away, didn't you see that my old lady is basking in the sun, are you looking for death by blocking the sun?" The figure didn't move, Chun Niang continued to scold: "Who, his mother's work is too crooked, isn't it, if you dare to blame me Chun Niang, haven't you ever been scolded!" The figure startled her immediately, it was none other than Wang Xihua who had given her fifty taels of silver that day.
"Why are you not afraid of being seen when you come to my house?" Chunniang grabbed Wang Xihua's sleeve and was about to pull it outside the door. However, no matter how skinny Wang Xihua was, he was still a man after all. He only moved a few small steps, and seeing that he couldn't move, he glared at him, and didn't dare to say anything loudly, for fear of what the neighbors would hear.
Wang Xi smiled mischievously, and said: "I haven't met you in the morning market for a few days, I will come to see you when I have time today, and by the way, I will know that my fifty taels of silver will be spent, beauty." Will it come out more juicy?"
"Now you've seen it too, get out of here, don't make trouble for no reason, and be careful that my old lady calls someone to come and arrest you."
"If you shout, I don't believe it. With your character as Chunniang, there are still people in the neighborhood who have not been scolded by you. You can try shouting. If it's better to call someone from the government, I'd like to see." , Is it me, the number one tiger in Jinyang, or you, the tigress in Jinyang, if you say something at that time, don't blame me, Chunniang, hehe."
Wang Xihua had a smirk on his face, the purpose of coming today was clear at a glance, Chunniang was annoyed but couldn't shout loudly because of the place where they were, if the two of them were okay, Chunniang would yell at each other without even thinking about it, but things have already happened , if he shouted again, not only would his already dishonorable reputation become even more humble, he might not even have a place to live in Jinyang City. This was Wang Xihua's idea. Status, doing things usually haveJust when everyone was wondering together, Song's mother suddenly screamed again, and then shouted: "Son, you daughter-in-law, I've heard people say that she has something going on outside, but I still don't believe it. Today, she stole a man behind your back, and I bumped into her all of a sudden, my son, I hate it!"
Everyone suddenly realized that Wang Xihua, who had just laughed and left, was the chief culprit who broke the harmony of the Song family. Everyone looked at Chunniang coldly. Since ancient times, such things have been despised by people, especially ordinary women. Such unreasonable things will be strongly condemned and punished by the government.
However, when everyone scolded Chunniang for being treasonous and sympathetic to the humiliation that the mother and son of the Song family had suffered over the years, Mother Song suddenly gushed out a mouthful of blood, and when she tried again, she had already lost her breath. A thunderous news fell on Song Heming's head.
He held his mother's withered hand that was gradually cooling down, and slowly put it on his face, tears pouring down uncontrollably, and he murmured, "Chun Niang, Chun Niang, I'm worthless, but you How could you do such a thing that is contrary to human relations? If you look down on me, what should we do? You go to your happy life, and I will continue to live my poor life with my mother. Well water does not violate river water , is this not good, why did you do such a thing, you were not like this before, where did that gentle and considerate Chunniang go, you were not like this before"
"I'm not for our family. Since I married into your Song family, do you know how much I have suffered? When I go to the morning market to sell food for the emperor, do you know how many rich sons and brothers have touched me? I have something in my heart." There is nowhere to vent my grievances, so I can only tell you when I get home every day, but you say that you are a literati and never listen to me. I become more and more irritable, and my business is getting worse. The rice is in the pot, so I have no choice but to make this decision, to supplement some money for the family, then Wang Xihua is indeed not a good person, but he also solved our family's livelihood problem, didn't he?" Chun Niang said aggrievedly, her voice changed from the original The high pitch gradually became smaller and smaller, and in the end, only she could hear it.
However, Song Heming could no longer hear other things clearly in his ears at this time. The two thunderclaps kept spinning in his cochlea, making them both talk to each other on their own. The aged old man was sensible and drove everyone out, and the old man also closed the door and left.
Song Heming's consciousness gradually came to his senses with the passage of time. When it was almost dusk in the afternoon, he pulled a rope and walked out of the city. No matter how Chun Niang called him or pulled him from behind, he would not lose his head. Going back to the distance, under the sun, a decadent shadow and a regretful shadow slanted on the ground, Song Heming wanted to melt all the sad things on this rope.
But I didn't want to, I ran into Li and Tang outside the city.