Chapter 67

Chapter 67

After the rain.

Clear sky.

Jiang Wan changed into her male attire.

Jiang Rong also changed into a new outfit.

They left early in the morning and got caught in a bit of rain.

By lunchtime, Jiang Huaisheng discovered that his son Jiang Rong was skipping school again today.

He immediately pulled out his whip.

Jiang Rong protested and shouted for help.

He ran to his grandmother.

"Father, listen to me, it's not that I don't want to go, but I've been feeling like someone suspicious is following me on the streets, it's really creepy."

Jiang Huaisheng didn't believe him, thinking his son was making excuses to skip school.

Others were also skeptical.

But Old Lady Jiang spoke up: "Since Wu Liu's incident, Rong, you've become sensitive and emotional. It's understandable, but you should take it as a lesson. Don't neglect your studies because of it."

With his grandmother's words, Jiang Rong could only nod obediently.

"However, those two young masters are anxious to return home, indicating that the current situation is indeed chaotic. Huaisheng, write a letter to your sister and ask her to send some guards over."Diiscover new stories at novelhall.com

Jiang Huaisheng thought it would be troublesome to involve his sister, considering her sensitive status as the wife of the Seventh Prince, and sending guards would attract attention.

But he was a filial son and always obeyed his mother's words.

Since his mother had spoken, he could only agree: "I'll write the letter now."

Jiang Wan heard her grandmother's suggestion to have her aunt send people over and said happily, "Grandmother, I've painted a picture of us worshipping Buddha in the temple. Let's send it to Auntie together so she can look at it when she misses you."

Old Lady Jiang tapped her nose, "You mischievous girl, I'm not that young anymore. But your painting does resemble your auntie. However, your auntie doesn't like worshipping Buddha, she's quite wild. I wonder if she's toned down a bit now."

...

After the rain.

Clear sky.

Jiang Mianmian lay in a wooden tub.

Looking at the tree above her, there was a red string hanging from it, swaying in the breeze.

When she got tired, she looked at her little black ant.

The little black ant had brought her red bubbles, helped her carry the crutch, and even rallied a group of ants to try to move her.

Now it was even more impressive.

It brought her a horse.

This horse, how should I put it, Jiang Mianmian didn't quite understand the purchasing power of silver nowadays, but it was probably like an ordinary family suddenly having a Ferrari.

Can't even afford the gas...

Can't feed the horse every day with hotpot water, can we? Or just grass?

Grass seems doable...

She never thought she'd be worrying about such things in her life.

Though worried, she felt so happy.

She couldn't help but bump her head against her sister's belly.

"Jiang Mianmian, Jiang Mianmian, you're luckier than me. You're so little, yet you get to taste all these delicious treats."

Jiang Mianmian giggled as her sister's head bumped against her, tickling her.

Jiang Yu happily thought about what to eat.

Jiang Feng was arranging the gifts.

There were indeed many gifts, diluting the sadness of parting.

Of course, only Jiang Feng felt a bit sad, while Jiang Yu was just enjoying herself.

Jumping around.

Jiang Mianmian felt more jostled in her sister's arms than usual.

"Brother, they're so generous, why didn't you go with them? If you went, maybe you'd become a general in the future and come back to treat us to lavish meals every day."

Jiang Feng's slight sadness was chased away by Jiang Xiaoyu's words.

"Always thinking about food, never using your brain."

Jiang Yu got a knock on her head, but it didn't hurt at all.

Her skull was tough.

She chuckled, "Is having a brain just for the sake of living a good life? Well, living a good life means having good food. I'll just skip using my brain and go straight to enjoying delicious food, right?"

Jiang Feng: ...

Jiang Mianmian: ...

What Sister said seems to make sense, although I feel something's not quite right.

Meng Shaoxia and He Chen divided the gifts they received into two piles.

The poorer the family, the more they value gifts from others, keeping track mentally to ensure they reciprocate.

Only two young masters stayed for a meal at their humble home, yet they received so many gifts, despite the meal being quite simple.

They truly feel unworthy of receiving such generosity.

And as for repaying the kindness, from families like theirs, there's nothing they could ask for in return. They might never be able to repay in their lifetime, which adds to their sense of unworthiness.

When bidding farewell, they each received a bag of dried meat. They had nothing else at home to offer, so they gave everything they had, even picking a couple of wild onions to include.

Jiang Feng was sorting through He Chen's gifts—brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones—each item precious to him. Besides these, the guards even brought a milk goat...

While Jiang Yu, carrying her sister on her back, examined Meng Shaoxia's gifts.

She felt Meng Shaoxia's gifts were more thoughtful and to her liking.

There were many snacks, floral fabrics, and even a floral headpiece.

She opened the bottom-most box.

"Ah!" Jiang Yu exclaimed, then quickly covered her mouth.

Inside the box lay a pair of rainbow-colored embroidered shoes, adorned with a large pearl, shining beautifully.