Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 279 - 181: Resolving the Calamity _2

Chapter 279: Chapter 181: Resolving the Calamity _2

Qian Sangui was deeply touched and thanked Young Master Liang profusely for his consideration.

Around Shen Hour, the procession of carriages and horses finally left the Qian family to return to the county town. Fourth Master Song had wanted to take back some lotus leaves to eat, but now that the extent of lotus root planting was directly related to his family’s profits, he refrained from causing harm and only had someone pick a few lotus flowers to take back instead.

Sister Qing had already fallen asleep in her wet nurse’s embrace. Lan Jiejie held Qian Yixiu’s hand and said, "Sister Xiu, when your house is all fixed up, I will come to the countryside to play again."

Qian Yixiu smiled warmly, welcoming her, and promised that whenever she herself went to the provincial city, she would surely visit the Song family.

As the large group of carriages and horses passed Darong Village, the villagers stirred up dust and engaged in spirited discussions.

Not far from the northern exit of the village stood a grand quadrangle dwelling. The brand-new grey-bricked and tiled houses and courtyard paved with blue stones were evidently among the finest residences in both Darong Village and Huaxi Village. This was the home of Wan Dazhong, the Wan Family Courtyard.

Upon hearing the clamor outside from the villagers that the nobles had departed, Mr. Yu stood up and said, "Finally, those people are gone; it’s time for me to head back. Heh, that Song Zhixian is like a goose plucking its own feathers—I wonder how much profit the Qian family can still retain. My female student is going to be so distressed she won’t be able to sleep."

Seeing Wan Erniu frowning and ignoring him, still glaring angrily at Wan Dazhong from time to time, he advised, "The unpleasant incident with that coarse woman was something that Da Zhong could not control. He’s not a woman; he couldn’t have accompanied the young master to the inner chambers. After all, who would have imagined such a thing happening in the bridal chamber, and that there would be such a shameless, coarse woman? Use this as a lesson for the future; let him be more cautious, as danger lurks everywhere."

Today, it was only after listening to Mr. Yu’s words that Wan Erniu and Wan Dazhong learned about the humiliation their young master suffered at the Zhang family. The father and son were inconsolable, to the point where they couldn’t even eat their midday meal.

Wan Dazhong clenched his teeth and hissed, "I said last time that we should deal with that scourge, Magistrate Wu, but my father didn’t agree, citing we should avoid unnecessary trouble. Well, now the young master has been humiliated. Hmph, tonight I’m going to chop off the hands of that couple and feed them to the dogs."

Wan Erniu stood up and kicked him, cursing, "You failed in your duties, and now you dare stir up more trouble. The magistrate might be petty, but he’s still an official appointed by the Imperial Court. His untimely death would definitely cause quite the stir. Do you think the young master has been hidden too well, so you want to draw all attention to Xishan County?" Still furious, he added, "As for that coarse woman, we must find an opportunity to take care of her. If she lives, then what face do we have to face our young master with?"

Mr. Yu nodded and said, "That wicked woman indeed needs to be dealt with."

Wan Dazhong, hearing both of them speak so, began thinking about how to take care of that vile woman and avenge the young master. However, he had to avoid attracting attention and thus decided to wait another two months.

Afterwards, the three of them headed to Guiyuan together. Wan Dazhong even bought a jar of wine at the entrance of the village.

Cheng Yue had just come out to get some fresh air for a short while when she saw male guests arriving at her home and promptly retreated to the west wing. Qian Yixiu usually welcomed the Wan father and son, but now she didn’t at all. She felt they were too insensitive, after all, it was unreasonable for guests to visit right after a day of entertaining other guests. It made her mother stay cooped up in the room all day, and now she had to continue to do so.

Qian Yixiu said to Qian Manxia, "Auntie, when you marry Uncle Wan, you should remind him that it’s best not to visit people who’ve just finished entertaining guests and are tired. They might not welcome it."

Qian Manxia’s face flushed with anger, and she couldn’t utter a word. She also felt that the Wan father and son shouldn’t be visiting now, after her father had had a tiring day and her sister-in-law had to be locked up in the room again. Yet being scolded by her niece in this way made her lose face, and she glared fiercely at Qian Yixiu.

Wan Dazhong pulled Qian Yijin over, examining him closely, unable to hide the pity in his eyes. Qian Yijin, a bit puzzled, asked, "Uncle Wan, what’s wrong?"

Wan Dazhong smiled and said, "Uncle hasn’t taught you martial arts for a few days, now I’ve come to practice with you."

The golden autumn brought cooling breezes, and in the blink of an eye, it was the end of August. Moonlit Lotus Pond and the lotus roots from the Qian’s first wife, second wife, and the Wan family began to emerge. Perhaps it was this specific land that was suitable for growing lotus roots—they yielded more than other ponds, and the roots were also fatter and sweeter. Even if these lotus roots were a bit more expensive than others, people were still willing to buy them.

The sale of these lotus roots was managed by Jinxiu Embroidery Workshop. Some were taken to the county town and provincial city for sale, while others were transported to the pier in Wenhua County and shipped to distant places.