Chapter 13 Departing from Changxing Village
The four of them nodded in surprise. Their wives always kept their word. Everyone ate breakfast very carefully, for fear of touching it on their new clothes.
Seeing this scene, Song Tingran wanted to laugh, but she held it back. After eating, she asked Wen Li to bring a few leftover scallion pancakes so that he could make up for himself if he got hungry on the way. She also gave Wen Ci some food. He only had a full set of clothes, so he simply let him carry a backpack.
Shi Yan, Xiao Yuchen, and Sang Cheng stood at the door to see them off. Song Tingran waved his hand and told them to lock the door at home and pay attention to safety, and then left with Wen Li.
"Hey, the direction of the bullock cart is this way, how do you go that way?"
Song Tingran and Wen Li looked at each other, and he stumbled and said, "This is a small road..."
Song Tingran knew that Wen Li wanted to save money, but he had to walk for several days, so she grabbed his wrist and walked towards the bullock cart.
There were other villagers on the village road, watching the changes in the two people's clothes, and talking quietly.
"Hey, isn't this the sister of the Song family? She's wearing these cotton clothes now. She looks really good."
The person who spoke was not someone else, but Wang Ying, the so-called good sister before. She had a jealous look on her face and several hairpins in her hair.
Song Tingran just pretended that she didn't hear, rolled her eyes at her, and quickened her pace. Wang Ying was embarrassed and naturally had no face. She always wanted to deceive this fool, so she followed her.
"Sister Song is still angry. I want to apologize to you. There is a new piano player in the small restaurant in town. He looks really handsome. Why don't we go and have a look?"
Seeing that there were other villagers on the road, Song Tingran deliberately said loudly: "If you want to go to the tavern, you can go, I won't go! I have already said that I will never have contact with your Wang family again!"
Her voice was high-pitched, and the surrounding villagers heard it. Wang Ying's face darkened, and she went to pull her arm to ask for an explanation, but she pushed her to the ground directly and said: "Be careful, have you been to the small restaurant too many times? My body is weak."
After that, Song Tingran took Wen Li and walked away, just in time to catch up with the bullock cart and prepare to leave. The two of them sat in the last two seats. Looking at Wang Ying who fell to the ground without anyone to support her, she smiled brightly. But he forgot that he and Wen Li were always holding each other.
On the carriage, there were all the people from Daniu Village who looked down without looking up. Wen Li carefully withdrew his hand. Song Tingran didn't pay attention, but he was chatting animatedly with the other wives in the carriage.
When you arrive at Ping'an Town, you still need to take an ox cart to Changxing Village. This town is equivalent to a transportation hub.
"It doesn't look good to go back empty-handed. What do your family members like to eat?"
"Well, my wife, you don't need to buy anything. You don't need to buy anything."
Of course Song Tingran couldn't listen to him, so he casually bought two kilograms of ordinary apples, two kilograms of polished rice, a bag of cakes, and a small can of meat oil on the roadside. In any case, he raised two brothers, Wen Ci and Wen Li.
The two of them found the ox cart going to Changxing Village. Song Tingran directly put the things on it and asked, "Excuse me, how much does it cost per person to go to Changxing Village?"
"One penny for each person, and they will leave soon."
The price was normal. She sat on it directly, and Wen Li followed her. It used to be a journey of several days, but now it was really convenient to take the oxcart.
The driver of the bullock cart looked at Wen Li from time to time, which made Song Tingran feel strange and asked in a low voice: "Do you know each other?"
"It's not acquaintance, just knowledge. She is a wealthy family in our Changchun Village. In addition to cattle, she also has several sheep at home. She must look familiar to me."
Song Tingran smiled, firstly because Wen Li spoke more words now, unlike before when he could only speak a few words without being able to explain clearly, and secondly because she heard that there were sheep.
Song Tingran didn't ask questions immediately. The oxcart drove for about an hour, and Changxing Village was still quite far away. After everyone in the car left, she politely walked towards the driver and asked, "I heard that your family is Do you have any lambs?”
The coachman was stunned. She didn't know Song Tingran, so she was more cautious, but when she saw Wen Li next to her, she felt a little more relieved.
"Yes, do you want to buy it?"
"I want to buy it, but it's getting late today and we have to rush home. You can see when I'm free tomorrow and I'll take a look."
"Then let's meet at noon. I'm free. My house is right in front. If you can't find the way, just ask the villagers about the house with sheep in Changxing Village."
After the matter was finalized, Wen Li led the way to his parents' home, but his steps became slower and slower, as if he had concerns.
Song Tingran didn't rush him and gave him enough time to mentally build up. But it was getting late, so Wen Li didn't delay for long. He stopped at the door of a nice-looking house outside and knocked on the door.
After a while, a man wearing almost all tatters came to open the door. His face was covered with dirt. He was frightened when he saw Wen Li and Song Tingran.
A woman's voice came from inside and asked, "Who is Wen Ci?"
Song Tingran was shocked. This person was Wen Ci. He hadn't seen him for a long time and he ended up like this.
"Mother, it's... my wife. The wife and Wen Li are back."
Soon, everyone from the Wen family came out, and Song Tingran walked in directly without being polite.
"It turns out that husband-in-law Song is here. The sun is really shining in the west, oh? Wen Li is back too. Don't you want to break off the engagement?"
Mother-in-law Wen spoke very rudely, with a look of disdain on her face. Wen Ci's gift money was enough, but Wen Li was a loser!
Wen Ci held Wen Li's hand tightly, and the two stood together. One looked like a young master, and the other looked like a beggar on the street.
"Of course I'm not breaking off the engagement, because Wen Ci came back a long time ago and I came to pick him up and bring Wen Li back to visit relatives."
Mother-in-law Wen stared at the clothes on Song Tingran and Wen Li, her eyes shining. She felt that this husband must be rich again. After a second thought, she changed her face and said, "Have you not eaten yet? Wen Ci, hurry up." Go, go heat up some potatoes."
Wen Ci was like an obedient puppy and went immediately. He asked his mother-in-law to greet Song Tingran and sit down, and asked her to reminisce about the past. Somehow, the topic turned to the past.
"You and my family are kindred spirits. It's fate. It's just that he suddenly came back some time ago. This married man came back to his parents' house to make a living. It's unprecedented. Our family is in trouble, you know."
Song Tingran didn't say anything, just smiled expressionlessly. Wen Ci took four blackened potatoes from the kitchen, put them on the table, and stood aside again.
Feeding chickens and ducks is not enough. Song Tingran frowned. Mother-in-law Wen continued to cry miserably and said: "The family is in trouble. Back then, Wen Li, the child, ran to you without saying a word and didn't take any gift money. ..."