Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 239 Ugly

Aunt Meihua said disdainfully: "Buying vegetables and meat for the family is filial piety? Do you know how hard your grandmother worked to raise you? Buying a little meat and a little vegetables, humph, that's far from enough!"

Song Ying sneered and asked, "Is it hard for you to raise your son?"

Aunt Meihua was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding why she suddenly asked this, but she still said with certainty: "Of course it's hard. Raising a child is hard work. I raise the child from the beginning to the end. I don't know how many tears I shed and how much energy I put into it..."

"You've worked so hard to raise your son, has your son respected you?" Song Ying interrupted her complaining.

"My son Ziliang is still studying and has not earned any money yet. It's good that he has the intention now. When he passes the exam and becomes a scholar, he will be filial to his parents and elders."

“Oh,” Song Ying sneered sarcastically, “Last time I met Yuan Qing in the city buying gifts for his grandparents, parents and sister.

Yuan Qing was only 12 years old and was studying in the county academy. Despite the huge expenses, he managed to save money and save money to buy gifts for his family.

Brother Ziliang is already 19 years old, and he lives and eats at home, so he doesn't have many expenses. How come he has never bought anything to honor you?"

Aunt Meihua's expression suddenly turned ugly.

Song Ying turned his gaze to Xiaoxiang's mother Zhang, "Aunt Zhang, Xiaogang has already completed his carpentry training. He must have bought meat and vegetables to honor you during the holidays, right?"

Zhang's eyebrows twitched, "Xiao Gang just started his apprenticeship, and he needs money right now. He is short of money, so he can't take care of it for the time being."

Song Ying smiled and said, "I am still an apprentice to my master and I don't have much income. I buy meat and vegetables for my grandmother and others, which is not filial piety. Your son doesn't buy anything, which is filial piety to you?"

Aunt Meihua and Mrs. Zhang were both speechless, especially Aunt Meihua, who felt very upset.

Normally, she thought her son was very capable. There were so many children in Xinghua Village, and they would be sent to school when they reached a certain age. However, most of them only studied for one or two years and could not even recognize all the characters. Naturally, it was impossible for the family to continue to support their studies.

Her son was the only exception. After only one year of study, he had learned all the characters and was now studying for the examination to become a scholar.

Because of this, she stood up straighter than others in front of the uncles, aunts and uncles in the village. Whenever there was a dispute in the village, she would stand up to uphold justice. Except for the two ruffians Liu Daju and his wife, everyone else would listen to her.

But there is always comparison. Yuan Qing is very young, but not only does he study better than her son, he is also so sensible that he buys things to honor his parents and grandparents.

Although she didn't want to admit it in her heart, she knew that this was also the reason why she hated Song Ying.

Song Ying was a girl who had never been to a proper school, but she learned to read in just a few months just by helping Song Yuan review his homework. Wouldn't this make the villagers laugh at her son for being worse than a girl?

Aunt Meihua felt so upset that her heart ached. When she saw Song Ying's face, she felt even more upset. She simply turned around and didn't look at Song Ying, trying to pretend that she didn't see it.

Seeing that the atmosphere was very awkward, Qian had to stand up and change the subject: "Song Ying, are you coming back to celebrate the New Year?"

Song Ying was in a hurry to go to the Huang family to find Huang Yihai, and didn't want to quarrel with these aunts and aunts, so she ended the conversation and shook her head, saying, "No, I came back with my master to find Grandpa Huang for something."

"Accompanying your master?" Qian was stunned and tilted her head slightly, trying to look through the gap in the car window to see who was sitting inside. However, the car curtain was blocking the view and Song Ying's head was blocking the view, so she could not see anything.

Doctor Lin lifted the other side of the carriage curtain and nodded to Qian, "Excuse me, Auntie. Is Mr. Huang Yihai home?"

When the villagers saw who was sitting inside, they suddenly felt very embarrassed. It would be fine if people from other villages saw it, as they were fellow villagers, they would also have such quarrels. But it was really embarrassing to let the doctor from the city see it.

"You kid, why didn't you tell me earlier that your master was coming?" Qian scolded Song Ying and smiled at Doctor Lin and Lin Wenxuan, "Doctor Lin, come in and sit down."

Doctor Lin smiled and shook his head: "You are so kind, I shouldn't refuse, but I have something to ask Mr. Huang Yihai from your village."

"What do you want to see him for?" Aunt Liu blurted out, and the others looked at Doctor Lin curiously.

Doctor Lin smiled and said nothing.

After a while, Qian scolded, "Do you have any sense of propriety? I've already said it's a private matter, why are you still asking?"

After saying this, Aunt Liu said to Doctor Lin with an apologetic look on her face, "Don't mind it. She just speaks quickly. She didn't mean anything else. Since you have something to do, I won't keep you here. The Huang family is in the east of the village. Song Ying knows where it is. Let her take you there."

Doctor Lin nodded and told the driver to continue driving.

As soon as the carriage started moving, Aunt Liu San grumbled in dissatisfaction: "Master Song Ying is so arrogant. Look at how high and mighty he is."

"Yes, she looks so elegant, she doesn't look like a doctor at all. At first glance, I thought she was a noble lady..."

Song Ying's forehead twitched as he sat in the carriage. Perhaps they had no idea how loud their voices were, or they had overestimated the carriage's soundproofing.

"Master, please ignore me..."

As soon as she started talking, Doctor Lin waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, just some idle talk, don't pay attention to it."

Song Ying breathed a sigh of relief and secretly praised his master for his broad-mindedness.

The Huang family’s house was built on a high ridge, and the carriage could not go up the last section of the road, so the three of them got off and walked up.

In the quiet village, the sound of the carriage running on the bumpy road was very loud. Many people who were at home nearby heard the noise and came out. Those who learned the purpose of Dr. Lin's trip shouted a few times.

So when they arrived at Huang's house, Huang Yihai's son and daughter-in-law were already waiting at the intersection.

"It's Doctor Lin, please come in." Huang Yihai's son said enthusiastically.

"Uncle Huang." Song Ying greeted him and introduced him to Doctor Lin and Lin Wenxuan: "He is Grandpa Huang's son."

Doctor Lin smiled and said, "Thank you for your help."

Lin Wenxuan followed Song Ying and called him Uncle Huang.

After entering the Huang family, after a brief greeting, Doctor Lin got straight to the point and took out the portrait: "Old man, I came here today to ask you if the Doctor Xiao Jiang you saved that year was him."

Huang Yihai didn't look at the painting. He was stunned for a while before hesitantly asking, "Has the person in the portrait encountered something?"

Doctor Lin was startled, then waved his hand and said, "No, the person in the portrait is my senior brother. Something happened forty-two years ago and we got separated. I have been looking for him all these years."

"So that's how it is." Huang Yihai relaxed, took the portrait, held it farther away, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully for a long time, "It's him, it's him! This portrait is so lifelike, it's exactly like the real person!"

"That old man, do you know where he went later?" After hearing the news from the Xu family in the morning, Doctor Lin was no longer so excited, but his tone was still anxious.