Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 490 - 259 Joyful News_2

She had noticed long ago that Liang Jinzhao had a high EQ, his mind was much more profound than Zhang Yang and Song Huaijin even when he was young. Perhaps he was like his grandfather, Old Duke Liang, whom even Mr. Yu and Grandpa Pan called Old Fox Liang Zechong.

Just as she was about to put away the letter after reading it, her hand was preempted by another—it was Qian Yeejin.

After reading it, Qian Yeejin shook his head and commented, "After all, he is a military officer, lacking literary grace, not even on par with our father. There’s not a single reference to classical texts throughout, it reads like a ledger, without any readability..." It was like a teacher critiquing a student’s essay, and a highly unsatisfying one at that.

Qian Yixiu smiled without saying a word and took the letter back to put it away.

Among the parcel of items, aside from the small accessories Princess Ning brought for the children, there were also two centuries-old Lingzhi mushrooms for Qian Sangui. The bulk of the items were special products from the North that Qian Manjiang brought, among which were astonishingly four ginseng roots, signifying two for the parents and two for the grandparents. There were also a few items that Liang Jinzhao had brought for Qian Yixiu and her siblings: bull horn combs and ornamental bull horn accessories.

On the way back, it was evident that Qian Yeejin’s mood was low as he walked behind Cheng Yue and the children, pulling Qian Yixiu with him. He stayed silent, occasionally sighing softly.

Qian Yixiu glanced at him and asked, "What’s wrong, brother? Aren’t you happy about father’s victory?"

Qian Yeejin replied, "I am happy, with the victory, the people of Daqian can live and work in peace and contentment."

"Then why are you sighing all the time?" Qian Yixiu pressed.

Qian Yeejin said, "Brother feels a bit lost. In half a year’s time, sister will turn thirteen, and by then, brother won’t be able to hold sister’s hand anymore... Growing up is truly not so great, in the past when we were younger, we would sleep together, bathe together, brother often carried sister on his back, and wiped sister’s nose..."

Although most of these were experiences the original host had gone through with him, Qian Yixiu still felt quite nostalgic for those days. Two peas in a pod—oh, perhaps that phrase wasn’t quite right, deep sibling affection would be more apt. Back then, although the little brat was sometimes annoying, it was undeniable he was a brother who loved his sister.

Qian Yeejin continued, "Once my sister grows up, we can’t do these things together anymore. Brother will go to sleep in another room, and we won’t be as close as we were. In the future, when my sister grows up into a young lady, if she doesn’t marry Big Brother Liang, she will marry someone else, leaving the Qian family and brother to live with another man, just like Auntie. I don’t like that..."

His voice grew softer and softer, until at the end, only he could hear himself.

Qian Yixiu felt a touch of melancholy as well. Looking into the distance, she saw Ming Wa and Jingjing holding hands and frolicking, jumping around in delight and laughing so loudly that even from their location she could hear them.

She gently squeezed Qian Yeejin’s hand a few times, sighed, and said, "Being children was nice, the whole family was together, loving each other. Because, when we were young, the elders sheltered us. But, everyone will grow up eventually, and the elders will grow old too. Look at our grandfather, his hair and beard have both turned white. And our grandmother, her face is full of wrinkles, and her back is hunched. We, who are grown up, must take on our responsibilities, fulfill our duties, and take care of them. Just like you, brother, you are now diligently studying, all for the day when you will make your way in the world. Once you are successful, you can marry a good wife to come home and take care of our aged parents and grandparents..."

In a soft voice, Qian Yeejin said, "Brother understands all these principles, but for some reason, I just don’t want my sister to grow up..." He only wanted himself to grow up, not his sister.

That night, stepparent recited Qian Manjiang’s letter over and over, well into the night.

The next morning, Qian Yixiu had someone buy pork, and together with Lady Wu, Lady He, and a few others, she made dried meat.

In the morning, Li Ahcai came to extend an invitation for them to enjoy a meal at his home at noon.

Qian Mandua’s family and Qian Ergui’s family were thrilled to madness because Li Shuanzi had become an official. Today was the auspicious date of the tenth day of the tenth month, so Qian Mandua set up two banquet tables and invited the Qian family members over for drinks.

The meal was prepared by Qian Mandua and Li Ahcao leading the way. Although the taste was average, the Qian family members were already delighted; Qian Mandua had finally established herself. Now that Li Shuanzi had also become an official, if he survived and returned, their family’s days would be even better.

Thirteen-year-old Li Ahcai carried rice wine, first toasting Old man Qian, then going around toasting each of the Qian family men. He specifically thanked his uncle Qian Manhe and Grandpa Qian Sangui with great emotion, even shedding tears in the process.