The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1203: I’m Coming to Move

Chapter 1203: Chapter 1203: I’m Coming to Move

She simply didn’t want to bother with someone who would have no association with them in the future, that’s all; there really was no need to pay too much attention. Caring too much could actually be detrimental.

"However, it is necessary to check, ’know thyself, know thy enemy.’"

"Okay."

Ya Molian responded.

...

Zhou family.

For the four members of Elder Mr. Zhou’s household, the truly hard times had come at last.

Madam Zhou’s daily tasks involved completing all the work at home: cooking, laundry, chopping wood, fetching water, and so on, without missing a single chore.

And Old Master Zhou, along with Zhou Liang, was forced to go to the fields and reclaim the land that had been fallow for many years.

As the land had been untouched for years because it belonged to the Zhou family, and the Zhou family had some silver back in the days, no one in the village dared to cultivate on the Zhou’s land. It had become hard and clumpy.

Both of them had worked their hands raw with blisters, yet they could only reclaim a little bit of land.

In the end, it was just Elder Mr. Zhou left by himself. As an elder in the family, what work could he do? He truly couldn’t think of anything.

He should have been enjoying his twilight years at home, but whenever he sat down idle, Feng Yurui’s eyes would shoot at him as if filled with poison.

He simply couldn’t sit still anymore and the only thing he could think of was to find some work quickly.

But at his advanced age, it was simply impossible for him to work in the fields like his son and grandson—he surely couldn’t withstand that with his old bones.

Finally, after thinking for several days, he came up with the best solution.

Since he had hardly any silver left, and Feng Yurui’s dowry was not something he could covet, he had to find a place to earn some silver.

As a scholar, what ways were there to earn money?

Suddenly, he thought of the school in Ya Village. Back in the day, he had also taught there. Picking up his old profession should not be difficult.

Therefore, as soon as Feng Yurui loosened her vigilant watch, he slipped out the door.

"Miss, Elder Mr. Zhou has gone out," the maid hurriedly reported to her mistress after seeing Elder Mr. Zhou leave.

Hearing the maid’s words, Feng Yurui simply looked up, glanced at her briefly, and then smiled faintly.

"Let him go."

Did Elder Mr. Zhou think that he could still be popular in Ya Village as he was when he was younger?

After years of being haughty, coupled with the turmoil he caused in Lin Caisang’s family this year, how many in Ya Village would look at him favorably? Most would be glad to see him leave far away.

...

Elder Mr. Zhou left his house and arrived at Clan Chief Lin’s doorstep.

At that moment, Clan Chief Lin happened to be carrying a bundle of firewood into his kitchen. Seeing this, his daughter-in-law hurried over to take the firewood from his hands.

"Dad, at your age, why bother with this? Let me do it, I’ll carry it."

"When have I become old?"

Clan Chief Lin glared upon hearing his daughter-in-law’s words.

"Alright, alright, you’re still young. You are indeed young, it was my mistake," the woman said resignedly, rolling her eyes, but she still took the bundle of firewood in her hands and placed it in the kitchen.

Clan Chief Lin also knew that his daughter-in-law had his best interests at heart; of course he felt secretly happy to have such a daughter-in-law.