Don't panic when fleeing the famine, the peasant girl is busy farming

Chapter 130 Old Ginger Digs the Baby Out
Mentioning Jiang Dashan as an unfilial son made Lao Jiang feel angry.

He scolded Mrs. Jiang: "You stupid woman! Are you still thinking about him? What a fart! Don't think about it!

That villain stole everything from our house and didn't even leave us a grain of food. He clearly wanted to starve the three of us to death on the way back from the famine.

He doesn't want our father and mother anymore, and he doesn't want our brother Dongliang anymore. What else do you want him to do?
Let me tell you, my Lao Jiang's family has not had a person like him since that day. "

Mrs. Jiang thought of Jiang Dashan's ruthlessness, and immediately put away the feeling of licking the calf in her heart.

She said to Lao Jiangtou: "Old man, tell me, if he gets married to the nobles in the capital by selling fairy water, and lives a good life as a master, will he go back to his hometown in eight sedan chairs?" To show off?"

There is a saying that goes, "Wealth and honor do not return to their hometowns, such as traveling at night in brocade clothes." Although Mrs. Jiang has never heard of this saying, she still understands the truth.

Anyway, if it was her who made a fortune, she would definitely come back in a sedan chair with eight carriages to show off.The more envious others are, the more satisfied she will be.

If there is such a day, she will have to let the sedan chair walk from the beginning of the village to the end of the village, and then back from the end of the village, stop at the door of Jiang Erya's house, and compare with Jiang Erya who just received a large sum of money. richer.

Will Jiang Dashan come back?Old Jiang thought for a while, then shook his head.

"That Nie Zhan used to be the second shopkeeper of Yuelai Restaurant, and he looked down on us country folks. Except when he came back to ask for food, he basically didn't go back to the village, as if he would be stained with rusticity once he came back.

If he got aspirations and made a fortune in Kyoto, he would never come back.

If he really came back one day, it must be because he was down and out, unable to hang out anymore, and couldn't even afford to eat.

If there is such a day, I must break his leg.

Let me tell you, you are not allowed to stop me when the time comes, otherwise, I will fight with you, do you hear me? "

Mrs. Jiang tilted her head to the right, spit out a mouthful of phlegm naturally, then rolled her eyes and looked at Old Jiang's head, "You said it as if you could beat me. Try to move me, I can't scratch you to death Bad old man! Humph!"

Mrs. Jiang packed up her mood and went to the stove to make dinner with the dishes she had chosen.

Old Jiangtou's eyes followed Mrs. Jiang's figure, and saw the simple stove under the porch, and also saw the half broken water tank beside the stove.

He couldn't help but compare the two ancestral hall houses he borrowed with the big brick house he used to live in, and heaved a long sigh.

This place is too simple, it is not as good as his house with blue bricks and tiles in every aspect...

After dark, Lao Jiangtou tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Mrs. Jiang kicked him and asked, "Are you baking pancakes? Are you going to sleep or not? Get out if you don't."

The small bed under them was woven by Jiang Erniu out of bamboo in the past. It was fine for a single person, but a bit cramped for two.

As soon as Old Jiang turned his head over, the small bamboo bed creaked, as if it was about to collapse at any moment, making Mrs. Jiang unable to sleep soundly.

Old Jiang's head was kicked like this, so he simply sat up.

He turned his head and asked Mrs. Jiang softly: "Why don't we dig out that treasure and exchange it for money?"

Mrs. Jiang sat up all of a sudden, and asked: "Didn't you say that the baby has a mark on it, so it's easy to be traced to the incident back then?

It was agreed that no one should worry about it, and no one should dig it. Why did you suddenly change your mind? "

Old Jiangtou sighed and said, "You also saw what happened in the afternoon.

After the banquet of Erniu's housewarming was over, a lot of women stayed there and refused to leave, all envious of Erniu's house.

There were also several women vying to be matchmakers for Erniu's second-marriage, all of whom they introduced were big girls from good families.

Look at our house again.

Dongliang is 17 years old. If there hadn't been a drought earlier, the daughter-in-law he ordered would have come in too.

But when the drought came, our village fled collectively.When I came back, the family was gone.

I guess they either died on the way to escape from famine, or they died under the swords of rebels.

Let's choose another daughter-in-law for Dongliang to carry on the family line. No one is willing to be a matchmaker for our Dongliang.

For what?It's not because our family has no money and no house!

Dig up that treasure and pawn it, and we'll have everything. "

Old Jiangtou wanted to dig out that treasure. Apart from wanting to say a good marriage to Jiang Dongliang, he also had his own reasons.

He wants to live in a big tile house made of blue bricks.

It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.He has lived in the old brick and tile house for more than 20 years, and he always feels uncomfortable if he is allowed to live in this cramped small side room.

To put it bluntly, he slept on a small bamboo bed with Mrs. Jiang at night, and he didn't even dare to fart, for fear of knocking Mrs. Jiang out of the bed and throwing something bad.

The more Jiangtou thought about it, the more urgent he wanted to dig that treasure.

He stood up from the edge of the bed, put on his clothes, took out a shovel from the corner, and went out.

Mrs. Jiang called to him: "Don't you think about it anymore? The imprint... What if someone comes to your door?"

Old Jiang said: "Don't think about it anymore.

Let's dig out that treasure and pawn it, at least 500 taels of silver can be exchanged.

It costs about 50 taels to build a large tile-roofed house with blue bricks, and we have 450 taels left after the construction.

There is no need to read Dongliang’s book anymore. Let’s give him the fields at home, and give him 200 taels to marry a wife and settle down. The remaining 250 taels are enough for the two of us to retire comfortably.

As for the imprint...

At worst, I will go to a pawnshop in another county to die.

You don't need to leave your name when you die, I will disguise myself again to ensure that no one can find Xinglin Village..."

Hearing what old Jiangtou said, Mrs. Jiang didn't object any more.

In her heart, Jiang Dongliang's marriage is the top priority of their Lao Jiang's family.

As long as she can offer Jiang Dongliang a good marriage, she is willing to take any risk.

Holding a shovel, the husband and wife returned to their yard in the dark, and dug out a cloth bag from the ruins.

Old Jiangtou opened the thick cloth bag, revealing half a jade pendant made of suet white jade.

A mandarin duck is carved on the semicircular jade pendant, and the character "heng" is engraved on the mandarin duck.

With such a style, the pawnshop owner just glanced at it and said, "This is half a jade pendant, and the word 'heng' engraved on it should be the man's name. As expected, there is another half of it. It must have the woman's name engraved on it..."

Old Jiangtou and Mrs. Jiang hurried back to their residence with the jade pendant in their arms, and looked at the light. The jade pendant had been buried for more than 20 years, and it was still as white and flawless as before.

Seeing this, the two were relieved.

As long as it is damaged a little bit, it won't be worth that much money...

(End of this chapter)