Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Dong Xiulan immediately reacted and slapped her forehead. “Yes, yes, yes. Look at me. Yundong, come in and sit for a while.”
Gu Yundong followed him in and saw Uncle Zeng sitting in the courtyard.
And the man sitting opposite Uncle Zeng.
The voice she felt familiar with just now was from him.
“Uncle Jiang is here too.” Gu Yundong smiled at Jiang Yongkang.
Dong Xiulan moved a stool for her to sit on and said, “Brother Jiang brought your Uncle Zeng back. Your Uncle Zeng just can’t stay at home. His leg just recovered not long ago, and he couldn’t sit still. He insisted on going to the fields early in the morning to take a look. In the end, he slipped and fell. Fortunately, Brother Jiang saw him and sent him back.”
Gu Yundong shifted her gaze to Zeng Hu’s leg. “Uncle Zeng’s injuries have completely healed, right?”
“Yes, when you left back then, he could already walk. He just cannot stand for too long and must rest once in a while when he walks. However, he couldn’t stay idle and even ran into the ground. He must have suffered this time, right?”
Dong Xiulan glared at Zeng Hu.
Zeng Hu rubbed his head and hurriedly turned to talk to Jiang Yongkang.
Gu Yundong took a look at the Zeng family. The Zeng family had changed a lot recently. The chair under them had been replaced.
Gu Yundong felt a sense of accomplishment when she saw that the family that had helped her in the past was getting better and better.
On the other side, Jiang Yongkang left without saying anything. As soon as he left, Gu Yundong asked curiously, “Didn’t Uncle Jiang recover from his illness long ago? Why is he still in the village and hasn’t returned to town?”
Because of what he had done to Shen Sitian previously, Gu Yundong tried her best to keep a distance from Jiang Yongkang.
Dong Xiulan replied as she picked the vegetables, “He said that he went back, but after staying for two days, he was uncomfortable because his grandson started crying in the middle of the night again. Anyway, he likes Yongfu Village. It doesn’t matter if he stays for a few more days. He’ll go back when his grandson is older and won’t cry so badly.”
“Is that so?” Gu Yundong felt that this reason was not very valid.
Dong Xiulan nodded. Soon, her attention was no longer on Jiang Yongkang. “By the way, Yundong, what do you think about me sending Zeng Jia to school?”
Zeng Jia was ten years old. Dong Xiulan and Zeng Hu felt that their family’s situation was better now. They wanted to grit their teeth and send him to school. It was good to recognize a few words.
Gu Yundong agreed. “Of course.”
“Sigh, I’m just worried about which school to send him to,” Dong Xiulan said. “There are only two schools in town. One requires a lot of money. There’s the other school. Last time, you said that the teacher didn’t allow students to work in the fields, so I can’t send him over. The county city is too far, and the tuition fees are high.”
Gu Yundong thought for a moment. “Uncle and Aunt, do you want Zeng Jia to take the Imperial Examination?”
“No, it won’t be easy. Our family isn’t that well-off. Besides, our two children aren’t as good at studying as Yunshu. We want to send them to learn some calligraphy so that they can easily find jobs in the future. Unlike us, who can’t read and can only do the hard labor.”
“Aunt, you don’t have to be so self-deprecating. How about this? I’ll ask around for you and discuss it with you later.”
Dong Xiulan and her husband immediately became happy. “Hey, then, we’ll have to trouble you, Yundong.”
“It’s not troublesome. Auntie, go ahead. I’ll go back first. My parents should be anxious if they can’t find me.”
“Alright, alright, alright. Don’t be hasty.” After Gu Yundong left, Dong Xiulan exclaimed, “Did she just say Father and Mother? Where did she get a father?”
When Gu Yundong walked out of the Zeng family’s door, she suddenly stopped and narrowed her eyes.
Jiang Yongkang? Back then, did he really fancy Shen Sitian?