Chapter 263 Concubine gives birth to a son
After a while, the old wife Qian rushed out of the kitchen with a rolling pin, pointed at Chen Changsheng and cursed: "You old coffin flesh! Who messed with you? Why did you go home to vent your anger?"
As he spoke, he waved the rolling pin and tried to whip him.
Chen Changsheng was startled and quickly jumped up and ran out of the yard. When he saw his old wife standing at the gate of the yard but not chasing her, he jumped on his feet and shouted: "You are against me! If you dare to hit your own husband, let's see how I deal with you when I get back!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw his old wife chasing after him again brandishing a rolling pin. He was so frightened that he ran away to Dongchen Village.
People in the East Village are now going to the river to fish, and most of the children are also following to watch the fun.
Chen Changsheng wandered to the edge of the pond and sat down on a stone to rest.
I remembered that I had tried my best to think about the villagers, but in exchange for the complaints from those white-eyed wolves.
And his own son also failed to live up to expectations, and even his grandchildren were not well educated.
Now no one can understand me, and no one appreciates his kindness. No matter what I do, it is wrong, and I am not as good as others.
The more Chen Changsheng thought about it, the angrier and sadder he became, and he couldn't help but choke up.
"Grandpa Chen, what are you doing?" A child's voice sounded from behind.
Chen Changsheng was startled, quickly wiped his eyes, turned around, and saw several children standing not far away, looking at him curiously.
Each of them was carrying a small bamboo basket filled with red dates. It looked like they were harvesting dates in a nearby orchard.
Ying Bao couldn't help but be curious when she saw Chen Changsheng's eyes were red, as if he had cried.
Why is old man Chen sitting by the pond crying? Do you want to commit suicide by diving here?
Oops, that's not possible. The pond is an important living resource for the family. It would be scary if someone died in it.
The nearby villagers wash rice, wash vegetables and wash clothes in this pond, so they cannot be polluted.
"Grandpa Chen, this is for you." Ying Bao stepped forward and put a basket of red dates into Chen Changsheng's hands: "It's so sweet. You can take it back and eat it with Yaya and the others."
Chen Changsheng's little granddaughter is named Yaya, who is as old as her. She often comes over to play recently.
Chen Changsheng grabbed the bamboo basket, his eye circles became even redder, he quickly turned around, avoiding Ying Bao's sight, grabbed a jujube, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it into his stomach with his tears.
None of his own grandchildren were so considerate, but Xiao Yingbao made him happy with a basket of jujubes.
What kind of bad luck did Old Man Jiang have to meet such a little granddaughter?
Seeing Chen Changsheng wiping tears again, Ying Bao became more and more worried that he would commit suicide, so she persuaded him again: "Grandpa Chen, go home quickly. I saw Chen Laoshuan from your village going to your house."
Chen Laoshuan not only went to Chen Changsheng's house, he also came to see his grandfather, Old Man Jiang, to thank Chun Niang for his granddaughter Chen Zhao, who brought his granddaughter back from such a far away place.
When Chen Changsheng heard that Chen Laoshuan was looking for him, he knew something must be wrong. He quickly thanked Ying Bao and went home carrying the bamboo basket.
After watching Chen Changsheng go away, Yingbao breathed a sigh of relief and led several children back to the orchard to pick apples and pears from the trees.
Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I must pick more fruits to worship the moon.
Fortunately, I have everything in my orchard, such as persimmons, chestnuts, dates, hawthorns, apples and pears. Although most of them have been picked and sent to the shop, there are still many left on the trees.
She will go to the vineyards to search later, and maybe she can find a few bunches of late-ripening grapes.
Wei Zhan spotted an apple tree, lifted up the corner of his robe and stuffed it around his waist, hugged the tree with both hands and climbed up.
Five-year-old Xiao Chengyu also wanted to crawl, but was held tightly by the guards.
Xiao Chengyu twisted left and right and couldn't get away. He couldn't help but became furious. He kicked the guard with his feet and shouted: "Sister Yingbao! Come and beat him!"
Yingbao glanced at the little kid and said, "If you climb up, you might fall, so just pick it up below."
He pointed at the little demon and said, "Look how good he is. He has picked up so many. Let's see who has the most fruits in his basket later. I will show him a trick."
She now has a knack for deceiving children. She held something in her palm and asked them to guess whether it was left or right, but they couldn't guess it.
Of course, if they were obedient, she would be merciful and let them guess right once, and give them palm candies or other gadgets.
This trick works every time, and no child can resist the little toy she brings out.
These toys were all bought in the capital, such as cowhide slingshots, bamboo dragonflies, colorful clay dogs, square-shaped painted halberds made of peach wood, bamboo snakes, etc.
But Xiao Chengyu turned a deaf ear to Ying Bao's words. He only wanted to climb the tree, and started crying when he was not allowed to climb.
The guard was so pestered by him that he had no choice but to help him climb up a short tree.
Yingbao didn't care about them, and took the little demon and two younger brothers to pick up the fruits under the tree.
Wei Zhan and Huzi Yuanbao climbed up the tree, picked a fruit, and threw one down. The children at the bottom of the tree would catch it with their bare hands and put it into the basket.
Jiang Wu liked this job the most. From here to there, he took the most jobs.
In the evening, Jiang Cheng also rushed home from the county seat.
A few people got out of the carriage, and they turned out to be aunt Jiang Yunniang and her son and daughter.
Immediately afterwards, she picked up a male baby from the car. He was about two or three years old and was the child of her husband's concubine.
The boy looked timidly at everyone in the Jiang family. He curled his lips and wanted to cry but didn't dare. He tightly grasped the sleeves of his brother Zhang Yuying with his little hands.
"Yunniang, this is..." Mrs. Jiang Liu looked at the little baby and hesitated to speak.
Jiang Yunniang said calmly: "This is the child born to me by my concubine. His name is Zhang Xiaolang. I am raising him now."
Then he waved to the child: "Little man, come here and kowtow to grandma."
Under the guidance of his brother Zhang Yuying, Zhang Xiaolang knelt down and kowtowed to Mrs. Jiang Liu: "Grandma."
Mrs. Jiang Liu was a little awkward and didn't understand why her daughter wanted to bring the child born to her concubine back to her parents' home.
But he still pulled the child up and gave him a piece of chestnut cake, "Be good, eat it."
Jiang Yunniang asked the child to kowtow to Old Man Jiang again, "This is grandpa."
Zhang Xiaolang kowtowed to Old Man Jiang again in confusion.
Afterwards, Jiang Yunniang asked her son Zhang Yuying to take the children out to play, and then she sat down and talked to her:
"I am Zhang Jia's wife. If I give birth to a child, you can either call me mother, or you can become a slave with that bitch! You bitch has no choice but to agree to raise the child under my knees."
Mrs. Jiang Liu sighed and said to her daughter: "This is true, but you should take good care of her and don't do such shameful things."
"What shady things can my daughter do?" Jiang Yunniang didn't care, "I made him eat and drink well, and I fed him very carefully."
From then on, this child was the blade in Jiang Yunniang's hand, specially piercing the hearts of that couple.
Old man Jiang was smoking a dry cigarette and asked his daughter: "Erquan said you set up a food stall next to their shop. How is the business?"
Jiang Yunniang picked up a piece of chestnut cake and ate it, "It's okay. Most of the scholars from the opposite county school come to buy it. They can earn two to three hundred cash a day, which is enough for the whole family to eat and drink."
Old Man Jiang: "What about Yu Kun? He is seventeen years old, right? Are you going to let him set up a stall with you for the rest of his life?"
"What can I do if I don't set up a stall? The store at home has been given to my concubine by a dog, and it has been registered with the county government. If I don't come back..."
Jiang Yunniang wiped her eyes, sniffed and said, "Yu Kun has known about this for a long time, but he and his father kept it secret from me."
He said with a sneer: "In that case, he will just set up a stall for the rest of his life. As a female, I can make my eldest nephew agree to let us set up a stall next to the specialty shop. It's already good. There is nothing else we can do."