Chapter 500: Chapter 500: Cooking a Pot of Rice for You Chapter 500: Chapter 500: Cooking a Pot of Rice for You When they left Ya Row, the envy, jealousy and hatred in the surrounding folk’s eyes could have killed them all. There was all sorts in it.
Fortunately, not long after, Jiang Li brought over a few horse-drawn carriages to pick everyone up.
Lin Caisang only gave some instructions to Jiang Li, telling him who was going where and what for, as well as reminding him to treat the pregnant woman well and not harm her unborn child.
Having settled all the matters here and having stayed outside for quite long, it was now time to return home.
The Lin Family in Ya Village.
Even though Lu Qiubo had previously told her granddaughter to take her time and there was no need to rush, she was always eagerly anticipating her return, with her complaints increasing as more time passed.
“Mom, Sangsang can’t be on her way back so soon. A shop is not so easily found, in case it doesn’t turn out well, won’t it be a waste then?” Lin Baiyi, carrying some bamboo shoots in the rain, couldn’t help but comment upon seeing his mother peeking out of the kitchen.
He cut down a lot of bamboo in the forest today, coming back and forth with each load. Every time he returned home, he would see his mother peering out into the courtyard. There was no need to guess who she was waiting for.
She was certainly not waiting for him.
“Go, is that how you should talk?” Lu Qiubo couldn’t help but scold upon hearing her son’s words.
“Sangsang hasn’t even opened her shop yet, and there you go, her uncle, cursing her. Be careful, she may not share her silver with you if she earns some!”
She knew her son was trying to reassure her, not to speak ill of her granddaughter, so she didn’t genuinely blame Lin Baiyi.
“Alright, I was wrong, okay?”
Lin Baiyi put the bamboo shoots into the courtyard and apologised with a smile.
“As you can see, it’s almost dark now, and it wasn’t easy for me to carry so much bamboo back and forth. Can I have a warm meal?” he asked.
“Alright, wait a bit and I will make you a bucket of rice, okay?” Lu Qiubo asked him rather grudgingly.
“What are you going to do with so much bamboo today? If you have time, you should go up to Manghuang Mountain, or do your carpentry work. The nodes of these bamboo shoots are so short, they seem useless to me. Isn’t this a waste of time?”
“I have a useful plan for this, I am not wasting time.” Lin Baiyi disagreed with his mother’s words.
“Didn’t you see the jar that Sangsang was using for the cherry blossom dried fruit last time? It was made from this kind of bamboo. The ones with too long nodes aren’t useful. This is just right. I’m thinking that it is rainning these days, I have nothing else to do, so I will make some more. Sangsang can surely use them in the future.”
On being explained by her son, Lu Qiubo recalled that these jars would be indispensable if they were to sell dried fruits in the future.
“Why did you bring so much today? Look how tired you are.”
“The more I carry back today, the less I have to go out in the rain in the next few days.” Lin Baiyi explained.
In normal times, it was sufficient to take a look at Manghuang Mountain occasionally. For the next few days, he could just stay at home and work on these bamboo pieces.
“Mom, start cooking, I’m really hungry.”
Lu Qiubo agreed with a smile.
She thought to herself that she truly hadn’t married the wrong person. Although two terrible incidents had happened in the family, the rest of the members composed a harmonious family. Living in such days brought comfort to her heart.
“Grandma, I want to eat too. Can you make some food for me as well?”
Suddenly, Lin Caisang’s voice echoed from outside the courtyard, followed by her walking in together with Ya Molian.