Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 263 - 174: Unexpected Result_3

Chapter 263: Chapter 174: Unexpected Result_3

Being confined to the study for just half a day, Jinwa could accept. She nodded in agreement, and Cheng Yue quieted down.

The face of Qian Sangui, which had been gaping open for a long time, finally closed as bliss overwhelmed him. It was a truly unexpected outcome. Even Mr. Yu, who was reluctant to teach a boy like Qian Yishan, actually volunteered to teach his own granddaughter.

He smilingly invited Mr. Yu to sit in the main room and wait for his granddaughter to tidy up and then come to kowtow and pay respects to her new teacher.

Cheng Yue watched as Qian Xiaoyu helped Jinwa to wash her face and hands, dress in a water-pink embroidered blouse with peach blossoms and a vermillion long skirt, and put on a pair of rose-red embroidered shoes. Two red silk ribbons were tied atop her little bun.

Seeing her girl as beautiful as peach blossoms at the dawn of March, Cheng Yue finally nodded in satisfaction.

Jinwa saw her mother’s mood brighten and approached her with a hug, saying, "In the future, if Mother is unhappy with Xiuxiu, just scold me, please never cry like this. It breaks my heart."

Tears welled up in her mother’s eyes again, "Did you hear me clearly, Xiuxiu?"

It seemed she hadn’t.

Jinwa awkwardly smiled and said, "I’ll definitely listen in the future."

After soothing her mother, Jinwa went to the main room to kowtow and formally pay respects to her master with tea.

After the ceremony and leaving the main room, Jinwa saw Zu Zhu standing outside with a tear-stained face. Although Qian Xiaoyu had only slapped her little hand, Zu Zhu still cried in sorrow, feeling wronged.

Qian Xiaoyu was in the midst of scolding her, "When the young master makes a mistake, and you don’t give guidance, it’s your fault. What’s there to feel wronged about? If Sister doesn’t listen to advice, you could’ve come to tell Auntie. So this punishment is well deserved. It’s only because Auntie is kind-hearted; if it were other masters who got this angry, it wouldn’t be strange for them to beat you until your bottom was bruised."

The little maid shuddered with fear and cried, "Sister Xiaoyu, Zu Zhu knows her mistake. If Sister doesn’t like to be clean next time, Zu Zhu will surely urge her on."

Jinwa apologetically looked at the crying little maid with the smeared face, feeling quite embarrassed. She, a full-grown individual, had caused the trouble, yet an eight-year-old little girl had to take the punishment.

After Qian Xiaoyu left, Jinwa approached and took out a lollipop that little girls loved the most from Old Brother and stuffed it into Zu Zhu’s mouth. The lollipop was so sweet it made the little girl squint her eyes.

She then took the lollipop out of her mouth and said, "If Sister behaves well in the future, I wouldn’t have to be punished as much."

That comment made Auntie Xiuxiu blush with embarrassment, and all she could do was awkwardly murmur an acknowledgment.

Mr. Yu was also pleased to have taken on another female disciple, and after much persuasion from Qian Sangui, he decided to stay for dinner and not return for his classes, conversing with Qian Sangui instead.

After a few months of Mr. Yu’s direction, Qian Yeejin now behaved less impulsively than before. He sat on one side listening to Grandfather Sangui and the teacher talk, skillfully topping up their tea and occasionally finding common topics of interest for the two men from different fields, which made the atmosphere in the room quite pleasant.

While they were having an animated conversation, Wan Erniu and his father, Wan Dazhong, arrived. They brought marinated meat and wine bought from the town, saying they came to share a few cups with their relatives. Upon hearing that Mr. Yu had taken Jinwa as a disciple, a round of congratulations ensued, commenting on the coincidental timing of their visit.

Qian Sangui was delighted and quickly had Lady Wu, together with Lady He, prepare several additional dishes to accompany the drinks.

That evening, Qian Sangui led his younger siblings to accompany Mr. Yu, Father Wan Dazhong, and his son in the main room for dinner, while the other women ate in Qian Manxia’s small room.

On the table was steamed bass that Mr. Yu never tired of, Mei blossom pork that Wan Erniu loved, stir-fried pork intestines that Wan Dazhong favored, and Zhang Fei marinated beef that Qian Sangui enjoyed the most. They also had iron pot liquor from the Capital City.

The men ate and drank merrily, indulging perhaps a bit too much.

Especially Wan Erniu, who might have had too much to drink, had red eyes and spoke more than all his previous visits to the Qian family combined. He kept nodding at Qian Yeejin and said with a laugh, "Jinwa, and Xiuxiu, you’re both already eight years old, how time flies."

Qian Sangui chuckled and said, "Indeed, small children are a worry to bear, not to raise. Before we know it, they’ll be getting married."

Wan Erniu nodded and took another sip of wine, "When you grow up, we become old. Grandpa Wan wants to wish you both happiness and longevity like the heavens this early on."

Qian Sangui quickly chuckled, "They are the younger generation; Grandpa Wan, if you say so, it’s beyond what they deserve."

Wan Erniu waved his hand with a big smile, "They deserve it, they deserve it. Jinwa will become a Graduate in the future, he’ll be the Star of Literature descended from heaven. In saying this, I’m not wrong."

Qian Sangui’s face flushed even redder with excitement upon hearing the praise, while Mr. Yu and Da Zhong both nodded frequently.

Wan Erniu turned to Qian Yeejin and said, "Good child, Mr. Yu has great talent. Follow him closely, study hard, and make your father proud. Let him rest easy ’over there’."

Qian Yeejin understood ’over there’ meant heaven and nodded with a reddened rim around his eyes, "I will follow the teacher closely and study hard to ease my father’s mind. When I grow up, I will go to the Song River to pay my respects to him."

Wan Erniu opened his mouth, nodded, and said nothing.