Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 259 - 173 Mr. Yu_2

Chapter 259: Chapter 173 Mr. Yu_2

This made Qian Sangui even more determined to persuade the first and second wives that they should move the workshop to the county town at the start of the next year. Although it might be more expensive, the profits would certainly be greater.

The news that Qian Sangui had specially hired a teacher for his grandson spread throughout Huaxi Village. The Qian’s third wife struck it rich, the Qian’s third wife paid for a private tutor, the Qian’s third wife was going to improve their social standing.

When Mr. Zhang heard that a destitute graduate had come to the Qian’s third wife’s residence, he even brought candy to visit him.

But Mr. Yu insisted on waiting until after the lesson to invite Mr. Zhang inside, leaving Mr. Zhang to sit on a cold wooden bench for over half an hour.

After some discussions, Mr. Zhang actually stood up and bowed to Elder Mr. Yu, even calling himself a student.

This pleased Qian Sangui even more. Mr. Zhang was the most learned and respected person in the area, and anyone whom he addressed as a teacher must certainly possess true talent and learning.

The family had truly found a treasure.

Within Qian’s Main Courtyard, Lady Wang was somewhat displeased. The family had hired a good teacher; why wasn’t Qian Yishan included in the lessons? There was no need for her to bring it up; Qian Sangui should have offered this himself.

She said to Old man Qian, "Father-in-law, since Mr. Yu is such a learned man, let Shan Wa study with him too. If it comes to it, we can share the cost of the tutor’s salary with Third Uncle."

Old man Qian was thinking the same thing and nodded, "Sharing the tutor’s salary won’t be necessary, Sangui isn’t that stingy. I’ll go to the third wife’s place to talk about it." He then glanced at Qian Sigui who had just rushed back home for the New Year, and said, "After the New Year, don’t take Kid Po to the provincial city; let him stay here and study under Mr. Yu. With a famed teacher’s guidance, his studies will be very different."

Qian Sigui quickly nodded in agreement.

That afternoon, Old man Qian and Old woman Qian came together to Qian Sangui’s home.

Opening the main hall door and lifting the thick curtain, a wave of warm air greeted them. Once the elderly couple had settled down, Old man Qian explained their wish for Mr. Yu to teach Qian Manpo and Qian Yishan.

Qian Sangui said helplessly, "The night Mr. Yu arrived, my son already asked him to teach Shan Wa as well, but he refused."

Old man Qian replied, "Tonight, let’s prepare a few good dishes and I’ll drink a few cups with the teacher alongside our son. We’ll talk to him nicely and offer a little extra salary; he will surely agree."

Qian Sangui smiled wryly, "Except for the first day when my son dined and talked with him, we haven’t even seen him since. Whenever we invite him to eat with us, he won’t come, saying he’s not used to crowds."

Old woman Qian became unhappy and snapped, "He’s taking your family’s silver and eating your family’s food; why isn’t he taking orders? Fire him and find someone else. With money, we’re not afraid of not finding a good teacher!"

Old man Qian’s face grew stern as he scolded, "You country bumpkin, you don’t know anything. Mr. Yu is a graduate, a Star of Literature from the heavens. Do you think such a person is easy to come by? His willingness to teach Jinwa is a blessing from our ancestors’ graves giving off green smoke." He turned to Qian Sangui and said, "Since he is unwilling, let it be. We must not offend him for the sake of Shan Wa and Kid Po."

In the evening, Qian Sangui invited the elderly couple to stay for dinner.

Old woman Qian held in her anger after being scolded by her husband but couldn’t hold back, already having glared at Lady Wu several times, yet unable to fault her for anything. Upon seeing Cheng Yue and Yixiu walking in hand-in-hand, she finally found an outlet for her frustration.

She sneered at Yixiu, "Just a little girl and dressed in silk like she’s fancier than the landlord’s daughter. Oh my, tsk tsk tsk, and she’s even wearing a Silver Hairpin. Really got money to burn, haven’t we?"

Pointing her walking stick at Lady Wu, she scolded, "You spendthrift, money isn’t for wasting like this! With that money, you could buy more supplements for my son and more meat to nourish Jinwa, why spend it all on this little wench?"

The old lady’s health was much improved, and though speaking slowly, she sounded strong and vigorous.

Before Lady Wu and Yixiu could reply, Cheng Yue couldn’t stand it any longer, "Yixiu is supposed to wear silk; my daughter is supposed to look this pretty."

Seeing Cheng Yue talk back, the old woman grew even more furious. She wanted to scold more but found it hard to speak, so angered that she wanted to rush forward swinging her walking stick but was stopped by Lady Wu and Qian Manxia. Yixiu also pulled Cheng Yue out of the main hall.

Qian Sangui tried to pacify her, "Mother, Manjiang’s wife is sick, please don’t lower yourself to her level. Yixiu’s clothes and hairpin weren’t bought, they were gifts from Elder Lady Song from the provincial city. Didn’t she also send some extra fabric for Duo Duo and Ting Gu?"