The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1146: It’s Uncertain Who Will Have to Look at Whom’s Face

Chapter 1146: Chapter 1146: It’s Uncertain Who Will Have to Look at Whom’s Face

Taking a deep breath, he said something to Granny Hua, then turned to look at his son.

"Eldest, go pack up our things. We’re leaving."

"Father, at this time, where are we supposed to go?" Old Master Zhou swallowed nervously and asked.

Could it be that they were going to have to sleep on the streets?

"Hurry up and pack!"

Elder Mr. Zhou bellowed at him angrily.

Everyone was staring at them, the whole family here; thinking they could stay without leaving, would shamelessness be of any use?

"Oh, oh."

Old Master Zhou quickly complied, pulling Madam Zhou with him as he left.

Zhou Liang looked at his parents, then at his grandfather, standing there dumbfounded, not daring to move a muscle.

Even now, he couldn’t believe it. He had just gone to Ya Village, so how had everything changed upon his return? No silver left, no servants attending to them, and now not even a place to live.

"What are you still standing there for, waiting for me to pack your things?" Elder Mr. Zhou glared at his grandson and roared.

"I... I’ll do it right now."

After being yelled at, Zhou Liang finally snapped out of it and quickly responded.

He finally realized the severity of the situation—if he didn’t take with him everything he should tonight, he would have to earn everything by himself in the future. Even relying on his parents might no longer be an option.

Because he felt that everything that had befallen the Zhou family was his fault.

Seeing him leave, Elder Mr. Zhou also glanced at Granny Hua, then slowly headed to his room to pack his own belongings.

...

An hour later, in Ya Village.

A carriage that had left earlier returned, stopping in a dilapidated courtyard.

Though the courtyard was run-down, it was still habitable. After all, it was the Zhou family’s ancestral home, and even if no one lived there, Elder Mr. Zhou would still periodically have someone clean it.

But those things that were broken or damaged, they wouldn’t spend silver to repair.

"Father, are we going to... live here from now on?" Old Master Zhou hesitantly looked at the crumbling house and asked with apprehension.

"If you don’t want to live here, you’re free to leave."

Elder Mr. Zhou said coldly to him, his heart already resolved to no longer indulge his eldest son and his family.

"No, Father, I’ll live here, is that not okay?" Old Master Zhou hurriedly said upon seeing his father’s real anger.

Even if he didn’t want to live there, what choice did he have? Otherwise, where would he go? The house might be old and run-down, but it was at least shelter from the wind and rain; surely better than living on the streets, right?

"Liang, hurry up and move these things inside," he said to his son, instructing him.

Zhou Liang, who didn’t want to lift a finger, had no choice but to move the belongings off the carriage. Otherwise, who else would do it?

"Mother, please come down quickly, don’t make Grandfather angry again."

Seeing his mother still unwilling to get off the carriage, he lowered his voice and spoke to her.

"Luckily, we still have a carriage. It will be convenient for trips to the county," Madam Zhou said grudgingly after stepping down from the carriage, casting a disdainful glance at the decrepit house and muttering to herself.

Fortunately, she could still bring some things from her parents’ home; otherwise, she really wouldn’t have anything left. She hadn’t said anything before, but now, she literally didn’t have a single piece of silver on her.

However, speaking of which, the Zhou family was now worse off than her parents’ family. It was uncertain who would be dependent on whom in the future.