Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 543 Go home

Xia Zhenying immediately lowered her head again, her face straight and her eyes determined: "I don't know, I'm not familiar with him."

Jiang's mother couldn't help laughing at this. She said bluntly, "Ah, he's not familiar with us? He comes to our shop every day to eat noodles. I think he's almost become a noodle! If we close the shop for three days, I'm afraid he'll be worried sick at home."

Middle-aged women have no scruples when it comes to joking, and this is just the beginning. But Xia Zhenying was shy and embarrassed, biting her lower lip and her face gradually darkened.

Jiang's mother's laughter became quieter and quieter, and finally disappeared on the tip of her tongue. She looked at Old Madam Xia for help in a bewildered manner.

No, what's going on?

The young man went to Yangyang Noodle House twice a day. Each time, he would spend more than half an hour to eat a bowl of noodles. Even after drinking up all the soup, he would still sit there with his eyes wide open, using the tips of his chopsticks to poke the braised mutton into tiny crumbs, and then stuff them into his mouth one bite at a time.

When speaking to others, he is always polite and responds fluently.

He only stuttered when facing Xia Zhenying, and had to stutter two or three times before he could speak smoothly.

Who can't see that idea?

She had gossiped with Old Madam Xia in private, and it seemed that this young Master Lin was a simple-minded and honest person - judging from the ease of handling him, he should be a good match.

Madam Xia glared at her and slowly changed the subject: "I wonder when Nian Nu will come over? He should have breakfast first, right?"

"How can the Cui family be without her breakfast? Mother, you just like to worry about things. It doesn't matter if she doesn't have any to eat. We can always make something to eat when we return to our own home." Jiang's mother said carelessly, lowered her head, pouted complacently, and started to pick fish.

As for Old Madam Xia glaring at her...

Ha, just kidding. They are pretty girls. What are they afraid of at this age?

The water of the river is warm in spring, and the eight canals surrounding Chang'an City have already become active. A steady supply of fresh fish nourishes the people's tables at this time of year.

"What are you talking about? This is the first time the child has come back after her marriage. I'll ask her about it later. I wonder if the people in the Cui family are easy to get along with." Old Lady Xia has been worried!

Jiang's mother was easily led astray most of the time, but now she was nagging her son again about the original topic: "Jiulang, too. You should come back with us at least. What's the urgent matter?"

A mother worries about her son even when he is thousands of miles away. When her son Jiang Wangri came back yesterday, she felt half relieved. The remaining half would only be settled when she saw Jiang Shangxian.

Even Old Madam Xia was convinced by this fool!

"Being busy is better than sitting at home all day and getting bored!"

Xia Zhenying listened silently and secretly decided that when the shop opened, she would stay in the kitchen and not go out, so as to avoid running into Lin Zihou who kept talking to her!

Thanks to Yingzi, Jiang Wangri came out of the house rubbing his eye boogers and with messy hair when Jiang Shangxian arrived at the Jiang family.

He greeted Jiang Shangxian with sleepy eyes, half-closed his eyes lazily and splashed his face with cold water twice, feeling extremely relaxed.

Hearing the noise, the three people in the kitchen immediately put down what they were doing and rushed out: "Finally they're back!"

Souvenirs are first come first served!

"Cousin!" Xia Zhenying became lively when she saw her cousin.

Jiang Shangxian grinned, his eyes narrowed into an arc, and he stamped his feet vigorously on the ground: "Oh, I'm finally back. Our home is still the best. This land makes me feel at ease!"

"You don't look thinner. Come on, let's go inside and talk." Old Madam Xia was thinking about the fish in the pot, so she pulled her to the kitchen.

Jiang's mother slapped her thigh and said, "Oh, don't mess it up!"

Jiang Shangxian, who was being dragged away, turned around and shouted at Runzhen and the others, "Put everything in the main room, and help plant the peonies in the yard!"

No one in the Jiang family knows how to make such precious and elegant things.

"What peonies?"

Jiang's mother took a moment to look at a few pots of peonies. Although she was amazed, she couldn't help but feel sorry for the money. "Yesterday, Erlang said you bought them in Luoyang? They're expensive and hard to care for. Isn't it a waste to keep them here? Take them back. The Cui family has a big garden and they'll look beautiful there."

"The child's kindness is given to you, so just accept it."

Old Madam Xia was quite happy. At her age, it didn't matter what the children gave her as a gift, as long as they gave her something.

If your child remembers to bring something back from outside, it means he is thinking about home!

But she also called out to Runzhen: "Don't plant it yet, plant it in Yong'anfang later."

Jiang Shangxian had just sat down on a low stool in the kitchen when he heard this and said, "Why plant crops in Yong'anfang? Are you moving there? Why are you in such a hurry? I don't live here, so isn't it a waste to leave it empty?"

The barrage of questions clearly showed that he didn't want them to move.

Jiang's mother, who had just been forced by her mother to move, felt relieved immediately. She pouted and complained to her daughter in front of her mother: "That's right, business is booming right now. If you ask me, we can just wait until the weather gets warmer to move. Anyway, you don't need this place now..."

The nagging voice gradually died down under Madam Xia's glare. Jiang Shangxian turned his head helplessly and saw his own mother, an old woman, squatting behind him and trying to hide - but she couldn't stop her at all.

She had no choice but to straighten her back, resting her arms on her knees, trying her best to hide the person and smooth things over: "Grandma, what my mother said is not without reason. In business, if you open the shop every day, you will earn a day's profit. If you don't open the shop every day, you will lose a day's profit. It won't be too late to move when the weather gets hotter."

Old Madam Xia was exhausted, heartbroken. She felt that she might have lived to be eighty-eight, but because of this foolish girl, she might have lived a few years less. "Did Jiulang ever tell you about returning home?"

Jiang Shangxian hadn't expected his grandmother to be so traditional. He raised his chin with joy and said, "I told you, he even asked me to apologize to you. When he comes back, he'll bring me back to the family formally!"

Old Madam Xia looked as if she had expected this. "I've inquired before. It turns out that there's no such custom in the countryside, but I'm afraid the customs in Chang'an might be different from our Chuzhou. I asked around before your wedding. The aristocratic families value ancient rituals, and respectable families will always return the bride's home."

She rolled her eyes at her daughter who was hiding behind her. "Don't listen to your mother. Although our family is small, we still have to know some rules in life. I thought that if Jiulang wants to accompany you back home, it would be better to stay on our own land. This yard is bigger than ours, but after all, it was given to you by him. It's not our own land."

When a new son-in-law comes to live in a house that the other person bought with his own money, even if it has been given to his own young slave, it still makes people feel awkward.