Chapter 262： If you compare people with others, you will die, if you compare goods with others, you will throw them away.

Today is August 14th, and tomorrow will be mid-autumn.

Yuanbao and Jiang Jie also had a holiday, and were taken home by Jiang Quan, where they played with Jiang Wu, Huzi, Xiaoyao and several other children in the martial arts training ground.

Two carriages suddenly came on the village road in Dongchen Village.

The carriage was followed by several mounted guards.

“Hu Zi! Yuan Bao! Jiang Jie Jiang Wu!”

Wei Zhan poked his head out of the carriage, waved his arms and shouted from a distance: "I'm back!"

Xiao Chengyu also stuck his head out and shouted: "I'm back!"

Huzi and several boys heard the shouting and came over quickly: "Wei Zhan! Wei Zhan!"

Wei Zhan didn't wait for the carriage to stop and jumped down, startling everyone.

Cui Zhaochen was afraid that Xiao Chengyu would jump too, so he quickly stopped the carriage.

“Hahaha! I’m back to see you!” Wei Zhan was so happy when he saw his friends all there, he laughed and jumped while hugging them.

Xiao Chengyu also followed suit, hugging this and hugging that, and was very busy.

Huzi asked: "Is he your brother?"

Wei Zhan touched Xiao Chengyu's round head and said with a smile: "He's my little cousin, he also wants to play with you."

So several people touched Xiao Chengyu's round head one by one as a greeting to him.

Xiao Chengyu has a three-flowered head with two tufts of hair on both sides, which are braided with red silk inside. There is a peach-shaped gate guard on the top of his head, which looks very funny.

He is very beautiful, with big eyes, fair skin and tender skin, just like the fat doll in the New Year pictures, making him look very festive.

Cui Zhaochen saw that Wei Zhan was very familiar with these children, so he left a few guards here to guard them, and he took the carriage directly to Jiang's house.

After explaining the purpose of the visit to Jiang Sanlang, he had six large boxes moved down, as well as a medicine box and a wax shell-making tool.

He handed over the list again and said: "Those boxes were accidentally tipped into the river before. My young master felt sorry for it, so he bought the same things again and brought them back. Please don't be offended by Jiang Cunzheng."

Jiang Sanlang grinned and said calmly: "I'm tired."

His daughters all told him that Xiao Chengjun deliberately abandoned them and took the box away.

The reason why I sent it here now is because my daughter wrote a letter to Beijing.

"Where is it? Jiang Cunzheng, please check it and see if the number is correct. If there is anything missing, just tell me."

Cui Zhaochen followed the eldest son's instructions and tried to keep his posture as low as possible.

Jiang Sanlang was not polite, took out the list given by his daughter from his arms and began to count it.

After the inventory was completed, he called his second nephew Jiang Quan and carried all the boxes into his daughter's room.

These are the property earned by the girl, so they belong to her naturally, and they will also become her dowry in the future.

By the time Ying Bao came back from Chen Zhu's house, Cui Zhaochen and his party had been invited by Old Man Jiang to have tea at Uncle Jiang's house.

Now every household in the village is busy harvesting cotton, and Jiang Sanlang is even more busy, so the job of receiving guests falls on Old Man Jiang.

Since these people were all men, Old Man Jiang did not ask his wife and granddaughter to help. He and his wife cooked a big pot of rice at home to entertain the guests.

I took out a few more pickled duck eggs and boiled them, patted a garlic courgette, cut a plate of cantaloupe, and a plate of steamed fish, and barely made up a table.

Cui Zhaochen didn't mind that the food was simple, he ate deliciously, and he didn't leave even after eating. He revealed in his words that he and his group planned to stay here for a few days.

Old man Jiang had no choice but to arrange a place for them to live. But there were too many of them, and it would be impossible for them all to live in their own homes, so Old Man Jiang placed these guards in an empty bamboo shed.

Carrying in a few more bamboo beds and carrying a few quilts, the guards and servants could barely sleep at night.

Because there is a festival tomorrow, every household needs to buy fish and meat sacrifices.

The villagers gathered together and came to ask Jiang Sanlang for bait.

Because only Jiang's bait can attract fish, and other people's bait cannot.

“Third brother, give us some bait.”

Chen Yin grabbed Jiang Sanlang's sleeve and said with a cheeky smile: "Just a little, let's go fishing in the river to celebrate the festival."

Jiang Sanlang was so troubled by them that he had to go back and mix a large plate of fish bait with mushroom fragments and wheat bran for them.

Chen Yin cheered and ran away with a group of villagers holding the bait.

People from the West Village have been walking around the East Village a lot recently, and they are very greedy when they see it.

But they didn’t dare to use other people’s bait like they did a few times before, for fear of destroying the friendship they had finally established.

I happened to see Chen Changsheng, the leader of my village, coming from the school, so he walked around and complained:

"I said, Uncle Changsheng, look at how well the village leader has managed the village. Not only has he helped the villagers make a fortune, but they can also get bait for fishing during the New Year. What are we going to do with you in the West Village?" benefit?"

Chen Changsheng became angry when he heard this: "You little bastard! If you don't want to stay in the West Village, get out! No one will stop you!"

“Ouch, I won’t let you talk anymore.”

Another villager also complained: "Isn't it right? Look at the big tile-roofed houses in East Village. Look at the road under your feet. It's flat and smooth. Even the vegetable garden looks like a block of tofu. Look at our village again. It's broken." It’s dilapidated, like a refugee shelter.”

Chen Changsheng crossed his waist, pointed at the people in front of him and said, "What's the matter? Do you dislike your refugee nest? Then don't stay! If you have the ability, let Jiang Sanlang take you in! Get away from me, don't touch me!"

After saying that, he hurried home in a hurry.

Actually, their West Village is pretty good, a little bit better than other villages. However, our village is right next to Dongchen Village. Even our five large tile-roofed houses are inferior by comparison.

Chen Changsheng made his way home and sat down on the bamboo chair under the porch angrily.

At this time, the five-year-old grandson and the six-year-old granddaughter ran over. Grandpa yelled. Seeing that Grandpa ignored them, they ran back to the yard to play by themselves.

The grandson held a small whip in his hand and was playing with the top while the granddaughter watched with a runny nose.

Chen Changsheng squinted at the two dirty grandchildren, and then thought about the children of the Jiang family, especially Xiao Yingbao, and felt very sad.

Why is this kid so capable?

Not only is he talented, he is also good-looking. No matter what clothes he wears, he is neat and clean, which makes people feel comfortable just looking at him.

Take another look at what kind of things have happened in your house?

It’s not like I have no food or clothing, but I’m so angry!

It is true that comparing people to each other will lead to death, and comparing goods to goods will lead to throwing away.

The more Chen Changsheng looked at his grandchildren, the more he disliked them. Just when his anger had nowhere to go, he saw his daughter-in-law coming out wearing wooden clogs. Her dress was wrinkled and her hair was unkempt, as if she had just climbed out of bed.

“Dad, have you made an agreement with Xiucai Gong? When can our Shitou go to school?” asked my daughter-in-law, Xiao Qianshi.

"What are you talking about!" When Chen Changsheng heard this, he got angry and pointed at his daughter-in-law and said angrily: "I asked you to send your children to enlightenment a long time ago, but you said that the children are still young and have a playful mind. It's not too late to go when they are older! Now you want to be a disciple of the scholar, what a waste of your dreams! The scholar only accepts enlightened children, not those who don’t understand anything!”

In fact, Li Xu was also afraid of affecting the master in the school next door, so he made this agreement.

He will only accept children who have learned the Three-Character Classic of Hundred Family Surnames and the Thousand-Character Classic. He will not accept any children who have not been enlightened.

This is equivalent to the old master's school being a junior enlightenment class, and the scholar's school being an advanced entrance class. There will be no conflict between the two.

Xiao Qian was stunned for a moment when Chen Changsheng yelled at her, covered her face and ran to the kitchen crying.