Chapter 263： Concubine gives birth to a son

After a while, the old wife Qian rushed out of the kitchen with a rolling pin, pointed at Chen Changsheng and cursed: "You old coffin bastard! Who provoked you? Why did you go home to vent your anger?"

As he said that, he waved the rolling pin and tried to whip him.

Chen Changsheng was startled, jumped up and ran out of the yard. When he saw his old wife standing at the door of the yard and not chasing her, he jumped on his feet and shouted: "You dare to rebel! If you dare to beat your own husband, let's see how I deal with you when I get back!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw his old wife chasing after her again, brandishing a rolling pin. She was so frightened that she ran away to Dongchen Village.

People in the East Village are now going to the river to fish, and most of the children are also following to watch the fun.

Chen Changsheng wandered to the edge of the pond and sat down on a stone to rest.

Remembering that I had devoted all my efforts to consider the villagers, but in exchange for all the complaints from those white-eyed wolves.

And his own sons are not up to par, and even his grandchildren are not well educated.

Now no one can understand me, let alone appreciate his kindness. No matter what I do, it is wrong and I am not as good as others.

The more Chen Changsheng thought about it, the angrier and sadder he became. He couldn't help but choke up.

"Grandpa Chen, what are you doing?" A child's voice sounded from behind.

Chen Changsheng was startled, quickly wiped his eyes, turned around, and saw several children standing not far away, looking at him curiously.

Each of them was carrying a small bamboo basket filled with red dates. It seemed that they were harvesting dates in a nearby orchard.

Yingbao couldn't help but be curious when she saw Chen Changsheng's eyes were red, as if he had cried.

Why is old man Chen sitting by the pond crying? Do you want to commit suicide by diving here?

Oh, this is not possible. The pond is an important living resource for the family. It would be scary if someone died in it.

The nearby villagers are washing rice, washing vegetables and washing clothes in this pond, so they must not be polluted.

“Grandpa Chen, this is for you to eat.” Yingbao stepped forward and put a basket of red dates into Chen Changsheng’s hands: “It’s so sweet. You can take it back and eat it with Yaya and the others.”

Chen Changsheng’s little granddaughter is called Yaya, who is as old as she is. She often comes over to play recently.

Chen Changsheng grabbed the bamboo basket, his eye circles became even redder, he quickly turned around, avoiding Ying Bao's sight, grabbed a jujube, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it into his stomach with his tears.

None of his own grandchildren were so considerate, but Xiao Yingbao made him happy with a basket of jujubes.

What kind of bad luck did Old Man Jiang have to meet such a little granddaughter?

Yingbao saw Chen Changsheng wiping tears again, and became more and more worried that he would commit suicide, so he advised again: "Grandpa Chen, go home quickly. I saw Chen Laoshuan from your village going to your house."

 Chen Laoshuan not only went to Chen Changsheng's house, he also came to see his grandfather, Old Man Jiang, to thank Chun Niang for his granddaughter Chen Zhao, who brought his granddaughter back from such a far away place.

When Chen Changsheng heard that Chen Laoshuan was looking for him, he knew that something must be wrong. He quickly thanked Ying Bao and went home carrying the bamboo basket.

Watching Chen Changsheng go away, Yingbao breathed a sigh of relief and led several children back to the orchard to pick apples and pears from the trees.

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. We must pick more fruits to worship the moon.

Fortunately, I have everything in my orchard, such as persimmons, chestnuts, dates, hawthorns, apples and pears. Although most of them have been picked and sent to the shop, there are still a lot left on the trees.

She will go to the vineyards to search later, and maybe she can find a few bunches of late-ripening grapes.

Wei Zhan spotted an apple tree, picked up the corner of his robe and stuffed it around his waist, hugged the tree with both hands and climbed up.

Five-year-old Xiao Chengyu also wanted to crawl, but was held tightly by the guards.

Xiao Chengyu couldn't get away from him as he twisted left and right. He couldn't help but became furious. He kicked the guard with his feet and shouted: "Sister Yingbao! Come and beat him!"

Yingbao glanced at the little kid and said, "You might fall when you climb up, so just pick it up below."

She pointed at the little demon and said, "Look how good he is. He has picked up so many. Let's compete later and see who has the most fruits in the basket, and I will show him a trick." She now knows how to deceive children, holding something in her palm. They were asked to guess whether it was the left hand or the right hand, but they couldn't guess either one.

Of course, if they were obedient, she would be merciful and let them guess right once, and give them palm candies or other trinkets.

This trick works every time, and no child can resist the small toy she brings out.

These toys were all bought in the capital, such as cowhide slingshots, bamboo dragonflies, colorful clay dogs, square-shaped painted halberds made of peach wood, bamboo snakes, etc.

But Xiao Chengyu turned a deaf ear to Ying Bao's words and only wanted to climb the tree. If he didn't climb, he started crying.

The guard was so pestered by him that he had no choice but to help him climb up a short tree.

Yingbao didn't care about them, and took the little demon and two younger brothers to pick up the fruits under the tree.

Wei Zhan and Huzi Yuanbao climbed up the tree, picked a fruit, and threw one down. The children at the bottom of the tree would catch it with their bare hands and put it into the basket.

Jiang Wu liked this job the most. He was the one who took the most jobs as he rushed from here to there.

In the evening, Jiang Cheng also rushed home from the county town.

A few people got out of the carriage, and they turned out to be my aunt Jiang Yunniang and her son and daughter.

Immediately afterwards, she picked up a male baby from the car. He was about two or three years old. He was the child of her husband's concubine.

The boy looked timidly at everyone in the Jiang family. He curled his lips and wanted to cry but didn't dare. He tightly grasped the sleeves of his brother Zhang Yuying with his little hands.

"Yunniang, this is..." Mrs. Jiang Liu looked at the little baby and stopped talking.

Jiang Yunniang said calmly: "This is the child born to me by my concubine. His name is Zhang Xiaolang. I am raising him now."

Speaking, he waved to the child: "Little man, come here and kowtow to grandma."

Under the guidance of his brother Zhang Yuying, Zhang Xiaolang knelt down and kowtowed to Mrs. Jiang Liu: "Grandma."

Mr. Jiang Liu was a little awkward and didn't understand why her daughter wanted to take the child born to her concubine back to her parents' home.

But he still pulled the child up and gave him a piece of chestnut cake, "Be good, eat it."

Jiang Yunniang asked the child to kowtow to Old Man Jiang again, "This is grandpa."

Zhang Xiaolang kowtowed to Old Man Jiang again in confusion.

Afterwards, Jiang Yuniang asked her son Zhang Yuying to take the children out to play, and then she sat down and talked to her:

"I am Zhang Jia's wife. If I give birth to a child, you will either call me mother, or you will be a slave with that bitch! You idiot has no choice but to agree to raise the child under my knees."

Mrs. Jiang Liu sighed and said to her daughter: "This is true, but you should take good care of her and don't do such shameful things."

"What sinister things can my daughter do?" Jiang Yunniang didn't care, "I made him eat and drink well, and I fed him carefully."

From then on, this child was the blade in Jiang Yunniang's hand, specially used to pierce the hearts of the dog-eat-dog couple.

Old man Jiang was smoking a dry cigarette and asked his daughter: "Erquan said you set up a small food stall next to their shop. How is the business?"

Jiang Yunniang picked up a piece of chestnut cake and ate it, "It's okay. Most of the scholars from the opposite county come to buy it. They can earn two to three hundred cash a day, which is enough for the whole family to eat and drink."

Old man Jiang: "What about Yu Kun? He is seventeen years old, right? Are you going to let him set up a stall with you for the rest of his life?"

“What can I do if I don’t set up a stall? The shop at home has been pawned to my concubine by a dog, and I have already registered it with the county government. If I don’t come back..."

Jiang Yunniang wiped her eyes, sniffed and said, "Yu Kun has known about this for a long time, but he and his father hid it from me."

He said with a sneer: "In that case, he will just set up a stall for the rest of his life. As a female, it is already good enough that I can get my eldest nephew to agree to let us set up a stall next to a specialty shop. There is nothing else we can do."