Yoshida Mii

Chapter 43 Borrowing a Knife

Huang was taken aback, quickly pulled a bench and sat down in front of Song Bai, glanced out through the curtain, and asked in a low voice: "When the fifteenth day is over, I gave you more than three liang of silver. It’s only been more than two months, why is it gone?”

The "fifteenth" in Huang's mouth refers to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. She has some money saved before, fearing that her younger son will not be able to study, so she didn't take it out when she was doing funeral affairs for her elder son. For the money, let Mrs. Li ask the owner to sue the west for a loan, thinking that he will pay it back slowly in the future, so as not to delay the future of his youngest son.

It's just that she didn't expect that after the eldest son left, the family lost their source of income, and life suddenly became tense. She was so tight on food that the second son's family complained, and they didn't save much money from their mouths.After the Chinese New Year, she wanted to sell Dongbao, and she would be able to pay off her debts even if Dongbao went out to work. No one expected that she would still not make any money.

She can see the dissatisfaction of the second son's family. If they know that they have money... Huang is confident that with her big Buddha standing here, no one in the Song family dares to make trouble, but maybe these little bastards There is no other idea, secretly playing tricks.Thinking of this, Mrs. Huang couldn't help curling her lips. She knew that her own son, although Song Yu was not as good at reading as the elder and younger sons, was still an honest and obedient child. Her son sowed right and wrong in front of her, which spoiled her good son.As for Mrs. Li, she is a worthless wretch, so there is no need to bother with her.

Song Bai snorted, he couldn't get angry, he turned his head and squinted at the mottled beams in the main room, "What is three taels of silver enough for? I live frugally enough! If it weren't for my...classmates to help, three Wu helped me from time to time and took me to eat, I couldn't even last for more than two months!"

"Keep your voice down!" Mrs. Huang hastily shouted in a low voice, "People who don't make noise will know about it."

Song Bai became angry and didn't show Huang's face at all. He put down his legs and stood up from the chair. He stared and got angry just like Huang's, and waved his hand directly, "Why should people know about this? I'll pay you back if you don't have money." What book are you studying? I'm not going!"

Mrs. Huang was anxious, grabbed her son's hand, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, don't worry, no one will wrong you if your mother is wronged! You just concentrate on studying your book. You don't need to worry about things."

Seeing that Mrs. Huang was willing to give the money, Song Bai's anger gradually subsided, and he reluctantly sat back on the chair, and couldn't help muttering: "Among my classmates, our family is the poorest. They don't make money at home. The big business is related to working in the county government office. They are all classmates, they eat well and dress well, so don’t worry about it, I don’t have anything I want!”

Seeing her youngest son complaining, Mrs. Huang felt uncomfortable, and sighed: "Your father and I are incompetent, so you have been wronged. Your elder brother is gone, and our family is no longer what it used to be. Now the situation...forget it, alas! If you were born into a good family like your classmates, you won’t suffer from it. As long as you study hard and get a good grade in the future, your father and I will be willing no matter how hard or tired we are!"

Seeing that his mother's eyes were red and her voice was choked up, Song Bai still couldn't bear it, so he said in a somewhat complacent tone: "Although my classmates are from better backgrounds than me, they all think highly of me. Sincerely treat me as a friend, go out to eat and drink on weekdays, and have distinguished guests at home, such as the master of the county government, the county magistrate, etc., they will ask me to accompany them."

"Really? How much face does my son have?" Huang was overjoyed. She didn't know the master, but the county magistrate was a real court official, and her youngest son was invited to accompany the county magistrate, which is really honorable!There must be great prospects in the future!Thinking of this, she wanted to go to her eldest son, who was also studying and taking the imperial examination, and couldn't help sighing: "When your elder brother was here, whoever hosted banquets and whoever had distinguished guests in these ten miles and eight villages were all I want him to be the host!" The pride in his tone could not be concealed.

Speaking of the down-and-out scholar who failed to pass after a long trial and didn’t even have a room to sit in, Song Bai snorted from his nostrils, he looked down on this useless brother in every possible way in his heart, “Mom, why do you compare me to the big brother?” ?” Song Bai was not happy.

"Hey, it's my mother who said something wrong!" Seeing that the youngest son was upset, Huang immediately realized that she had said something wrong, lightly slapped herself on the mouth, and said with a smile: "You must be much better than your elder brother!" Yes! At least it’s a..." Huang thought for a long time, but she only knew that the top scholars are Juren and Jinshi, and the most powerful among Jinshi is the number one scholar. She was afraid that the child would lose her temper if she said that she was inferior, so she quickly said: "At least a number one scholar."

Song Bai snorted, and said unnaturally: "You said it lightly, how easy it is!" The previous anger was gone in his words.

The wrinkles on Huang's face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile, and she looked at Song Bai lovingly, "It's not easy for others, but my son is so good, isn't it easy?"

Song Bai scratched his nails and didn't answer Huang Shi's words, so he didn't bother to talk so much with Huang Shi.

After a while, Huang asked again: "Bai'er, when are you planning to go back to the academy this time?"

Song Bai thought for a while, the money was coming anyway, and he was impatient to stay at home, the country was full of sticky and wet mud, and there was no place for his next foot to step on, so he said: "Schoolwork is tight, I just Tell the head of the mountain to leave for a day, and go back tomorrow morning."

When Mrs. Huang heard that her son was leaving tomorrow and hadn't seen her beloved youngest son for several months, she was a little bit reluctant, but thinking about her son's future was more important than anything else, she smiled and said, "Okay, my son is motivated. He studies on weekdays. Hard work, today my mother will go out to cut a piece of meat, and I will make up for you!"

As he said that, Mrs. Huang, who was full of kindness, went into the back room and counted some money. As if stepping on the spring breeze, she went out to buy meat with a smile on her face.

When Song Bai came home this time, Mrs. Huang was happy, but some people were not happy.In the west wing room, Second Aunt Song was angrily twisting the sheet on the bed. She felt perplexed for a long time, and pulled Second Uncle Song into a rage, "The old lady is too biased! Take a look, come back and take the sedan chair? Does he think he is the county master or the young master of the city? Fifty dollars! How much is enough to buy us? He is an uncle, and if he takes some from his teeth, it will be enough for us to eat and drink. Already! His life is expensive, but our lives are cheap?"

Second Uncle Song was also full of anger, frowning and sitting on the edge of the bed with his face crossed and his chest folded. He became angry when Second Aunt Song was chattering like an old quack, and he slapped Second Aunt Song's hand that was pulling his skirt away. , "What are you arguing about? You are so powerful, go and argue with your mother!" Who dares to go to Mrs. Huang and say that the third child spends a lot of money?Huang must have smashed his bones.

Second Aunt Song got angry when she saw him looking like a rascal, and angrily pointed at Second Uncle Song's forehead, cursing: "You are such a useless bastard! You will be cowardly when you see your mother! I am a good girl to marry into your old Song." Damn, it’s really bad luck for eight lifetimes, and you committed crimes in your previous life! Are you still a man? Ah? Your mother said every day that you should give up your third son, and we will enjoy the blessings of being brothers and sisters-in-law. The third son has to pay back what we gave him all these years Enqing, bah! They are all farting, coaxing us honest people! When he entered the house just now, he ignored you! I saw it all, bah, what, he is not even a scholar, so he thinks he is the champion. Eyes are on the top of your head, and you don't think of you as a brother at all in your heart! With this kind of guy, you still expect to be blessed by him?"

Song Yu's face became more and more ugly. Second Aunt Song's words pierced his heart. He has been sulking since just now. What made him angry was that his little brother didn't look at him seriously, and he thought he was a mud leg, bah , the daughter-in-law is right, if it weren't for his muddy legs to plant land for him to study, Song Baijian couldn't resist or lift it, and he was only worthy of drinking the northwest wind!

"What do you think we should do?" Song Yu asked in a muffled voice.

Second Aunt Song patted her leg indignantly, "There are so many people who study, but only a few of them pass the exam? We don't support him, why can't we provide the big one with the money? How can my brother live with his own son? You can’t keep Dongbao and sister-in-law in vain, they should bear the debt. Separate! There are three males in our family, plus the four in my stomach, which account for the majority, so we can get six or seven acres of land for us Bar?"

"Go and dream your dreams!" Song Yu snorted, "I told you it's impossible, mother baby and third baby are like lifeblood, they won't be willing to split up." It's impossible for Huang to agree to split up However, even if Dongbao is sold to make up the family's foreign debts, there will be no sign of separation, and the Huang family still counts on them to provide for the elderly to study.

Second Aunt Song laughed, "This matter cannot be rushed, it has to be done step by step."

Seeing his daughter-in-law's appearance, Song Yu guessed that she must have an idea. The daughter-in-law was always smarter than him, so she immediately said, "You have an idea? Tell me."

"What is my mother most nervous about?" Second Aunt Song put it off.

Second Uncle Song didn't ask about the result, he was a little impatient, and said with staring eyes: "It's still worth asking, isn't it just about the third child's study!"

"Then we can't talk about it, otherwise, my mother can't agree, and I have to take it step by step. Isn't the old woman partial to the third child, she doesn't listen to anyone, she should listen to the third child." Second Aunt Song rubbed her swollen belly, and she smiled proudly. In her eyes, there would be four males in the second house soon. If the family was divided, the Song family's ten mu of land would be divided among them. The orphans and widows without the big house and the youngest, a money-burning scholar, are better off than the current meal of porridge and sorghum pancakes.

Second Aunt Song helped Song Zhaodi to the next room, and called Song Zhaodi. The three closed the door and got together. Second Aunt Song taught Song Zhaodi back and forth for a long time, and asked Zhaodi to repeat what she had learned several times. , After making sure it was correct, she smiled and pushed Zhaodi to the door of the West Wing, and said in a low voice, "Go quickly, follow what mother taught you, and chat with your third uncle."

(End of this chapter)