Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
How could Grandpa and Grandma get used to life in Xishan Village?
It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it was another thing if the opposite were to occur.
Han Qiao had taken care of everything in Heng Manor.
Servants, old maids, and manservants served them with all their might. They could even go to the theater to listen to the opera. Their day was full of activities and relaxation.
When they returned to Xishan Village, they had to do everything themselves.
They had grandsons and granddaughters-in-law to serve their tea and wash their feet, but they were also very busy. Busy making money and farming.
And if their grandchildren were busy, the same can be said about their children.
In terms of food, it was even less refined than Heng Manor.
They used salt as though salt was free.
The tea leaves were not good either. They were very bitter.
âHaaâ¦â Grandpa sighed again.
Grandma ignored him.
She advised him not to go, but he insisted on coming back and even argued with her.
She told him not to meddle between his two granddaughtersâ fight, but he wanted to persuade Ah-Qiao to get along with her younger sister.
Grandma could only try to persuade him.
Now that Ah-Qiao was angry, she was afraid that she wouldnât come to take them to the county town to enjoy their life.
âOld woman, why donât we go to the county town by ourselves?â
Grandma rolled her eyes, âHow?â
âIâll take Grandsonâs ox cart.â
âIf you donât want face, you can go, but I wonât.â
Unless Han Qiao sent someone to pick her up, she would be too embarrassed to go-
Grandpa was silenced.
However, it was not easy for them to go back to living in Xishan Village.
The room was small and the blanket was cold. They could not eat much and were cooped up under the eaves all day.
Han Qiaoâs emotions came and went quickly.
It was not wrong for her grandparents to want the family to live in harmony, and it was also not wrong for her to be angry at them for being biased. Since everyone was not wrong, sheâll just have to do it.
Moreover, Grandpa and Grandma had sons and daughters, so they did not have to worry about food and drink. She did not have to worry about it as a granddaughter.
In the end, she was the one who held a grudge.
She had taken care of them with all her heart. Grandfather and Grandmother clearly knew what Han Xiang had said that day and still stabbed her in the heart in every way. It was fine if they were not biased towards her, but the least they couldâve done was keep their silence, but they had to make peace.
She felt uncomfortable.
Han Qiao bought a lot of fabric in many colors. She bought them and let the children choose the colors they liked. When the time came, the tailor would send the finished clothes home.
As for the style of the dress, she could also let the children choose themselves. They were originally learning embroidery, and embroidery and sewing used the same skill.
Han Qiao was still in the cloth shop when Heng Yi came to pick her up.
His expression was calm, and it seemed that everything at work had been settled.
âHave you bought it?
âYes.â
Han Qiao took out a few pieces of cloth and showed them to Heng Yi, then chose a few more.
She even called Bai Cha into the house and picked a few for her.
âDo I have one too?â Bai Cha smiled.
Compared to Heng Yi, Bai Cha liked to smile.
His smile was pure and gentle.
âI did choose one for you, but now that your big brother came over, he chose the fabric and picked two more sets for you.â Han Qiao smiled and pointed at the cloth that had already been packed.
Bai Cha smiled.
He naturally understood what she meant.
No matter how close their relationship was, there were differences between men and women.
He was an outsider, and Han Qiao was his sister-in-law.
They had to avoid âcrossing the lineâ of friendship for the sake of each otherâs reputation. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The large pile of cloth had already been tied up with cloth ropes. There was no more and no less. Everyone had one.
There was also a bundle that was darker in color. It was probably for the people in Xishan Village.
After buying the cloth, they went home. The nanny who took care of He Cheng rushed over, âThe Little Master was fine when he woke up early, but now heâs burning up and calling for his mother.â
âHave you called a doctor?â
âYes.â
Han Qiao immediately went over. He Cheng cried when he saw her. âMother, it hurts.â
Han Qiaoâs heart ached when she saw his pitiful look.
She hugged him in her arms and coaxed him gently.
The doctor quickly came over to check He Chengâs pulse. Fortunately, it was just a cold and fever. He would recover after taking a few patches of medicine.
âYou have to take good care of him. Heâs still so young, even the tiniest illness could be detrimental to his health. If you feel that the monthly salary is too little, you can tell me. If you want to work in the kitchen to earn more monthly salary, you can also tell me.â
âMadamâ¦â
The nanny and the servant girls knelt down in panic.
âThis time, 1 will treat it as an accident. If there is a next time, 1 will not let you stay in this residence.â Han Qiao said in a deep voice.
âYes.â
Those who were not involved in the residence could work hard to earn money.
Especially the few cooks and maids in the kitchen.
However, they had to take care of He Cheng and naturally did not have time to go out or do other jobs.
They also found out that He Cheng was not Heng Yi and Han Qiaoâs biological child, just like Han Chi.
So they somewhat neglected the child.
He Cheng was sick, so his brother and sisters came to accompany him.
The medicine was bitter, so he refused to take it. After some coaxing from his brother and sisters, he reluctantly swallowed a few mouthfuls, and his bitter little face scrunched up into a ball.
Han Qiao was also pregnant, so she couldnât focus all her attention on He Cheng all the time.
Especially when the Han family, her three brothers, had come again.
Han Qiao looked at their apologetic faces and her heart sank, âHave a seat.â
âAh-Qiaoâ¦â
Eldest Brother Han wanted to say something but hesitated.
âIf you want to talk about Han Xiang, Big Brother, you donât have to say anything. The human heart is biased, and 1 donât blame anyone.â
âFather and Mother gave birth to me, and Iâm also working hard to repay their kindness. This is my repayment. Donât think about anything else.â
Han Qiao wouldnât take any of her nephews to her side.
Not in this lifetime.
âNo, itâs not about Ah-Xiang. We justâ¦â
âYou have invited some teachers to teach your children⦠Can we send a few of our children over?â
âNo.â Han Qiao refused without thinking.
Han Mingâs expression changed slightly when he saw his two brothersâ faces. Han Qiao continued, âThey are your children. They should be raised by your side. Why would you send them to me?â
âI already have five children, and thereâs still one in my stomach. I canât even care about Ah-Chi and the others. When 1 give birth, Iâll be even busier, and 1 wonât have the time and energy to take care of them.â
âYour children are your responsibility, not mine. This is not my responsibility or obligation. Now that Iâm leading you to earn money, what you should do is not to pin your hopes on me, but to work hard to earn money and let them go to private schools to receive a more formal education.â
âI asked the Headmaster to teach those many children because they will have to work for me. Unless 1 show mercy, they will be my servants until death.â
âThey have to work hard every day. If they donât, they will be beaten and punished.â
âMy nieces and nephews are all spoiled at home. When they come to my place, will they accept such harsh treatment? Iâm afraid theyâll blame me as an aunt in the future.â
âThereâs no need to talk about this matter in the future.â
Han Qiao explained.
There were only two reasons. She didnât want to cause trouble for nothing and end up being blamed. Moreover, they couldnât bear the hardships that Ah-Chi and the others had gone through.
As the saying goes, the chicken dances when it hears the rooster. Ah-Chi and the others were like this now, waking up to practice martial arts before dawn.
And they wonât go to sleep until it was dark.
Reading, studying, and working, Ah-Chi also lived like this.
The only difference between him and those children was that he could leave the residence at any time and raise a few beggars outside as his underlings. Every day, he would find time to teach his underlings how to read and practice martial arts.
Han Qiao knew all this, but she didnât care.
Ah-Chi had his own thoughts and plans. She only needed to support him.
âAh-Qiao, do you hate us?â Eldest Brother Han asked faintly..