bestfiction Chapter 253 Return to the Village
Chapter 253 Return to the Village
Tang Qiyue had always felt that it was not a good idea for Zhaobao to study and learn to read since he was still young and his hands had not yet fully developed. However, when she saw how seriously her son was following his elder brother, she felt relieved.
The most important thing is that Zhaobao likes it and is willing to do it. What's wrong with being young? It will definitely not be a bad thing if he writes more.
That's why she suddenly decided to prepare a brush for her son.
Seeing Zhaobao's happy expression, Tang Qiyue breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she had given the right gift.
Xie Changjin raised his eyebrows. Zhao Bao now likes practicing calligraphy and reading books, so he can't compete with him for his wife!
The next day, the carriage continued on its journey. This time, Tang Qiyue did not suffer from motion sickness, but sat safely all the way to Linjiang Town.
Others' worried hearts are relieved.
However, after only not coming back for a few months, Tang Qiyue suddenly felt that she missed Linjiang Town very much.
Several carriages drove into Baile Village one after another. The children who were playing at the entrance of the village were all attracted and stood up. In the end, no one knew which child took the lead and ran behind the carriages.
"Who is this? Why did such a big carriage come to our village?" The adults who were doing farm work also saw the carriage. Although it was a bit far away, some people still recognized Qingfeng and his companions who were driving the carriage.
"Hey! Isn't that the man driving the carriage the one who brought Tang Lao San and his family back a while ago? Didn't we hear that Tang Lao San and his family went to the capital to marry their daughter? How could they come back so soon?"
"They must have come back because July girl is married. Come on, come on, what are you doing? Let's go and have a look. Don't you see several carriages? Maybe they have brought back some rare things. We might be able to benefit from them."
Suddenly, the villagers who were doing farm work lost interest and put down their tools and rushed to Tang's house.
When the carriage passed by the thatched hut, Tang Qiyue was alert and lifted the curtain to take a look. She found that the thatched hut was no longer occupied by as many people as before. She could vaguely see only one or two people there.
What's going on? Where are Mrs. Tang and the others?
"I didn't tell you before, not long after we went to the capital, the old Tang family married Tang Yueling to the town. I heard that they asked for a lot of betrothal gifts, and they have already built a new house in the village."
Xie Changjin's gentle explanation came from behind. Tang Qiyue looked at him in surprise. How did this guy know what she was thinking?
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" She still thought that the Tang family was still the same as before, but selling their granddaughter to build a house was not uncommon, and it was something they could do.
"I forgot. It's not important." Xie Changjin reached out and touched her head. "I don't want to let unimportant things distract you."
"Hmph!" Tang Qiyue hummed in dissatisfaction, then thought of something and asked, "What about the Taohua and Lihua sisters from the second house?"
"Your second uncle and second aunt still have some conscience and refused to sell their daughter. Last time, Qingfeng happened to be there to bring my parents back and saved them. It seems that my mother arranged for them to work in the workshop."
Tang Qiyue was even more shocked. Why didn't her mother tell her about this? Was she afraid that she would not agree? However, she had a very good impression of the Tang Taohua sisters. She had planned to observe them before arranging them to work in the workshop.
In fact, Tang Qiyue misunderstood Lin. It was not that Lin was unwilling to tell her, but that he forgot to tell her because he was really busy.
"Where is the Tang family's house now?" Tang Qiyue frowned.
Xie Changjin shook his head, "I don't know your husband either."
Tang Qiyue glanced at him and said nothing. She was not surprised at all that Tang Yueling was married off by Old Lady Tang. In Old Lady Tang's heart, Tang Yaozu was the most important person, and everyone else should pay for Tang Yaozu.
"Don't think too much, we're almost home. I'll ask Qingfeng to see where their house is built." Xie Changjin held the person in his arms and coaxed him patiently.
Tang Qiyue nodded, "Okay."
The current situation of the Tang family has nothing to do with her, so it doesn’t matter whether she knows it or not.
More and more villagers followed the carriages. Lin and her companions had already discovered the villagers in the last carriage, so she quickly opened the curtain and took a look.
After arriving at Linjiang Town, Xie Mingzhu did not ride a horse again, but sat obediently in the carriage and read a picture book. This time she only brought Chunzhi to serve her, and Emperor Yongqing arranged several guards for her.
The hustle and bustle outside did not affect her. She was reading the storybook in her hand with great interest. She asked Chunzhi to buy this storybook in the bookstore in Linjiang Town. It looked much more interesting than the storybooks in Beijing.
"Look, look, I said it was Tang Lao San and the others who are back. They are back from the capital!" an excited villager shouted.
The carriage stopped in front of the Tang family's gate. All the servants who were cleaning up the yard heard the noise and ran out. Granny Mo was supported by Zhao Sun and walked at the end. Zhao Yonghe, Xiaohua Nannan, and Sun Guoguo also came out.
"Back? Is it July girl who's back?" Granny Mo stretched her neck to look towards the carriage door. She was living a stable life now. Although she was old, she looked younger and walked more skillfully.
"It's me." Tang Qiyue lifted the curtain of the carriage, Xie Changjin got off the carriage first, and then helped her down.
Tang Qiyue, who had not been seen for a long time, suddenly appeared in front of them. Not only the villagers, but also the people in the Tang family were surprised. Especially Tang Qiyue's dress. Although there were no silver or gold hairpins to embellish her, the exquisiteness of her dress made even the dumbest person know that she was very rich.
At this moment, they seemed to have just remembered Xie Changjin's identity as the Crown Prince, and they all knelt down with a thump.
Xie Changjin put one hand behind his back and said, "Everyone, get up."
Tang Qiyue glanced at him, pursed her lips and said, "No need to kneel down when you see me, everyone, stand up."
Seeing that Xie Changjin did not refute Tang Qiyue's words, the villagers stood up all at once. Village chief Fu, who arrived late, happened to hear these words and his eyes immediately filled with tears.
"Girl, I haven't seen you for such a long time. Village Chief Uncle misses you so much." Village Chief Fu was so excited that he was crying and snotting, which made Tang Qiyue want to laugh.
"Village chief, you are here. I have something to talk to you about." She was still thinking about the back mountain, and she was determined to get it this time no matter what.
"Okay, okay." Village Chief Fu nodded excitedly, "If you have something to say, tell me. If you have something to say, tell me."
"Let's go in and talk." Tang Qiyue said calmly, and then said to Qingfeng, "Distribute the cakes I prepared to the villagers, and give the gifts to the children in the village as well."
She noticed a group of children including Heiwa and Sanya with shining eyes in the crowd and smiled at them.
"Beautiful sister." Sun Guoguo grinned at Tang Qiyue while being held by Nannan's hand.
Tang Qiyue rubbed her head and said, "It's been such a long time since we last met. Guoguo seems to have grown a little taller. I've prepared something for you. Go ahead and go play with Shuyao."
"Thank you, pretty sister." Several little girls ran to the backyard hand in hand. Tang Shuyao told them about her handkerchief embroidery business while walking. Her silver bell-like laughter never disappeared...