ranslated by Coke
Edited by Coke
To connect with the original host’s circumstances, Miao He used a slight lie as a cover-up. He made up that this mystical ability became his possession after he suffered from a severe ailment and not from before. So from then on, his impression of Miao Yuan became faint and faded along with time. God did not accept him in his stead early and gave him magic instead to continue living life in a new perspective. ‘Isn’t this telling Yang Dalang that he now lives a good life?’
After some stammering and stuttering confession, Miao He breathed a sigh when he saw that Yang Dalang did not show any resistance.
“That’s it.” Miao He looked at the man’s head with guilt pooling in the rims of his eyes.
Yang Dalang remained still with his arms enveloped in Miao He’s waist and expressed his response, saying he heard it.
With his calm set back in, Miao He remembered. “Hey, doesn’t it hurt? Let go quickly.”
Yang Dalang’s face was pale, but Miao He was nervous and said a few more words.
But regardless of what Yang Dalang carried in his heart, the living soil had at last crossed the bright road.
In addition, Miao He figured out what it meant by moving the soil after he “collected” the earth for the first time. Do not just “dig,” instead, use the head to “think.” He was sorry that his brain was not big enough, as his impression of the dissolution of the living soil into the standard ground was too profound. And back in his previous life, he could not try it out, and even if he did, it would likely result in failure.
With ideas solidified in his mind, Miao He replanted the living soil back in place. After all, if he wanted to move somewhere in the future, the original location was the best cover. He then talked to Yang Dalang about his experience of using the soil. As a second example of teaching, Miao He showed with tomatoes this time.
He had always wanted Yang Dalang to relish himself with juicy fruits to increase his vitamin consumption. Besides, tomato scrambled eggs were also a very delicious dish, as well as tomato and eggs noodles, tomato roasted eggplant, tomato stew meatballs, and so on. As he thought of the dishes that he could cook, Miao He felt his stomach rumbled.
When he witnessed the magic of living soil again on the same day, Yang Dalang kept his disbelief and astonishment from showing on his face.
He took the bright scarlet fruit Miao He handed over with a smile. Yang Dalang looked down at the tomato with an inquisitive gaze he had not used before when faced with the fruits. The skin was thin and plump. Yang Dalang poked it on one side, and it reformed back to its natural form. With just one bite, the sweet and sour juice overflowed his mouth like waves after waves of rich flavor. Yang Dalang had only eaten this kind of rich fruit for the first time, and it was just a novelty. All he could think of was how delicious the fruit was.
At this moment, Dabai revealed itself out of nowhere and meowed at the two.
As long as there was a movement in the soil, it would always come out to ask for some tender leaves to eat. Only the leaves of the tomato were out of the question, as they wielded slightly poisonous in their veins. With the kitten meowing still for food, Miao He simply broke a tomato and gave it to him. It licked the fruit with its tail straight, just as conscientious as the person sitting next to him.
Miao He’s eyes curled at the scene. “It’s delicious, isn’t it?”
“En.” Yang Dalang nodded.
“Since it’s tasty, then eat more because it’s also good for your health. If it’s not for the vegetable field that hasn’t grown yet, I would be at a loss to explain the disparity of the products from the living soil and the other. How about we give a little to Second Aunt and the others? For this, I’ll have to plant the seeds you brought back. Then we’ll plant them all over again. And from now on, our family will feed on the special soil, and we will sell the vegetables grown in the field if we want to sell them.”
Without the burden of concealment, Miao He proudly shared his plan.
“Like the little cabbage and rapeseed you ate before, all were flavourful as they were grown in the soil. Although the magical soil could propagate the plants faster and its quality is better than on the regular ground, if I sell too many vegetables grown from it, it’d be a complex task to explain if someone else notices. So, I want to sell the vegetables only grown in the standard vegetable fields.
“But the vegetables in the normal field are not arbitrarily planted. The seeds planted in the soil are those I harvested from the magic-infused earth. If you use those seeds, the quality of the output will be better than the ordinary. The vegetable fields are now planted with the new seeds. I-I also shredded some leaves grown in living soil to use as fertilizer in the vegetable field. In about a few days, the field is ready for harvest. You can taste it and will differ from the same plants outside.
“Also, didn’t we just get a mountain top? We can plant some fruit trees on it in the future. And perhaps at that time, harvesting fruit for sauce, wine, and dried fruit will all be a good livelihood.
“The flowers have bloomed by then, with the peach trees and plum trees stood mighty against the wind, and the mountain covered with flowers and various plants—no doubt that it’ll be beautiful. Then we’ll build a big, blue brick house at the foot of the mountain, and the people living in the town are unlikely to say they’re more comfortable than us.”
AD
Yang Dalang attentively listened to the little ger’s buoyant talking while he gazed at the twinkling pair of eyes as he picked the plump fruits.
He thought, granted, this leisure moment could not last for a long-time as fate had told, with Aunt Qing’s clause of “willingly,” he could already comprehend a bit this time.
“Come on, eat one more.” The little ger handed another fruit again. “I will change it with dangsheng after eating. I asked the doctor, and he said that drinking dangsheng tea is helpful for the recovery of your injury.”
Yang Dalang took the red ripen ball and took a bite. ‘Sweet and sour flavor flowed inside and embedded itself within my heart.’
***
Later, Miao He chose some gifts he sorted out and sent them to Aunt Yang and Shi Ruqing’s households. The rice and white flour were all for personal use and classified as uncommonly used as dried products. Miao He also put a handful of rare small fruits such as lychees and mangosteens. The packages were also mixed with a few tomatoes when he thought of it.
As for the host’s natal family, Miao He prepared a copy of the first two and the village chief’s family. Both were topped with cakes made of dried fruits, but the content remained everyday things. The former was to keep others from wagging one’s tongue, and the latter showed filial piety towards the elders.
Those who had a good relationship with Yang Dalang on ordinary occasions also visited him one after another on this day. Such as Uncle Lin and Miao Ping, who often hunted together with him, his younger brother Miao Gao, and the family of Master Lu who taught Yang Datong carpentry. And Miao Dahu, who lived close to Miao Qiang and frequently came together with the latter to find Yang Dalang. When these people came over, Miao He let them take some jujube cakes as they returned home, to consider a give-and-take mutual relationship.
Miao He had just delivered the items to Aunt Yang and the village chief’s house and still had to run home to pick up another package he prepared. When he arrived at the next place to deliver them, there was already someone who could not wait patiently in their seat.
“Brother He, I was just waiting for you!”
In front of the house, Miao Heniang, who had stood there for who knew how long, walked over as soon as she saw Miao He with delight etched on her face.
“What’s wrong, A-niang? Let me go into the house—” Miao He was about to say he took out the share he wanted to give to the host’s natal family but was interrupted by his A-niang by with a hand tugging at his wrist and pulling him to a spot far away and secluded from the gate. Her head turned to one side and to the other in rapid succession as she scanned the area of any witnesses.
“Put on hold of your business for now and let A-niang ask a few words! Is Dalang’s injury okay? A-niang heard that it was quite serious, and his bones were damaged. I know that it’ll take more than half a year to heal it! God, isn’t that the time to give the money? A-niang has thought about whether you’re in tough times financially….”
“…What do you mean by that, A-niang?” Miao He listened intently from the beginning.
Miao Heniang said, her mouth spoke of meaningful and heartfelt wishes, “Sigh, if the injury really is heavy, A-niang worries that giving the money will become a burden for you two, especially running back and forth to here. It seems you’ve received the compensation recently. How about letting A-niang hold the silver from now on? In that case, when Yang Dalang is needful about something in the future, he won’t have to worry about money, right?”
Maio He’s face immediately became terrible. He thought that if he were the original Miao He, he would also adopt this reaction. Wasn’t this the instance where you threw stones at someone who fell down into a well? Let him and Dalang give her the money first for the sake of recuperating because there might be a case where Yang Dalang would yield something to rely on her for money in the future?
“Dalang’s injury is not perilous, and he will heal. What are you eager for, A-niang?”
“Hey! This bone matter; who can say for sure its success? Besides, A-niang didn’t understand that Yang Dalang could take out so much money, so A-niang agreed to give it in installments. And think about the betrothal gifts. Who does it in installments? Anyway, now that a few cars of compensation have entered your house, then A-niang doesn’t believe that Dalang will consume it all to nurse his injuries. It must be enough to sell one or two of those gifts to make up for his recuperation! This is outright well off, but you can’t give his blessings to everyone. Anyone who has ears will probably spit on it at that greed!” said Miao Heniang, her face disgusted.
Miao He wanted to argue with this married woman again. Still, when he thought about how Yang Dalang would register the mountain top’s property after he recuperated, he would for sure report this to the village chief. The possibility of the original host’s mother bringing up a matter to quarrel about was probable since she could generate such absurd ideas at such times. And he was afraid that Miao Heniang would make an excuse to demand more. ‘Is it better to give it to her once and for all?’
‘But I can’t let his mother know that I have silvers on hand.’ Miao He knitted his brows. “Most of the gifts are things. A-niang, can you take them back?”
When Miao Heniang heard there was a show to play, her attitude took a reverse turn. “A-niang will visit the town later. I will leave those things to you at first. Then, when I’m about to go to town, A-niang will first come to your house and exchange it for silver. Isn’t it good? But first, tell A-niang what kind of gifts the Liang family gave. A-niang must let her palm run over it first to ensure it’s valuable. If not, then the quantity of your compensation to me must be big to suffice.”
When that time came, she could still get more by driving down the value price. The median price would also serve as a subsidy for more things to reach an equivalency of 6 taels.
After listening, Miao He was resolute to guard the gifts in the room from Miao Heniang’s eyes and hands and to not hand it over to her in private. Otherwise, it would definitely be eaten.
He also determined in his heart. Miao He shook his head and said, “A-niang should wait for a few days as this thing needs the consent of Dalang. Since this differs from what he wrote initially, Dalang will have to go to the village chief to write a contract.”
“Why is it so troublesome? A-niang just wants to collect the silvers. Don’t tell me I still have to wait for you?”
Miao He looked at her coldly and said dismissing, “A-niang, please count my younger brother this time. There’s no more.”
Miao Heniang was stunned witless as she stood there, looking at Brother He, who seemed exhausted from talking, and turned home. The thought hit in the head, so suddenly that she instantly knew she took advantage and deceived Brother He too much.
Regardless of that, Yang Dalang’s injury reminded her of the tragedy of Dalang’s father. So what if she bullied him? At least she had pounced out what she wanted to Brother He without trouble, since if she hesitated to do that now, then her poor Xiao Bao would not have to suffer the end of the stick again and would not die for the upcoming winter! She—what Miao Heniang did was also against her will ah!
It was a rare occurrence for Miao Heniang to wait at home restlessly for a few days without having the joy in her hands.
Five days later, Miao He went to the original host’s natal family first and to the village head’s house and invited the two to set their affairs at his home. He told them they had prepared the taels, but because Yang Dalang could not move around, the place where he wrote the receipt changed to the injured man’s house.
Miao He was taciturn throughout the entire process, in contrast to Yang Dalang’s usual calm expression. When all the scathing six silver taels became in possession of Miao Heniang, she felt strangely guilty and regretful.
The head of the village busied himself with writing the transactions. “The contract is completed, and the two owe nothing now,” he sighed.
“Auntie, don’t bother old Yang’s family with this in the future. These people are very kind and benevolent. If you make noise again, just remember the two pieces of contracts in Dalang’s hand. Take all of them out and see how the village people drown you with saliva.”
Miao Heniang wanted to deny and stuttered as she said, “Hey—I—this, I am also having troubles at home… Brother He, so does A-niang….”
Miao He was resolute as he ignored her negations and got up to see off the guests. “With Dalang’s injury, he has to lie down more than usual. Village Chief, we have inconvenienced you to run around today. This bag of dried fruit is just right for you to share with your family’s baby when you return home. A-niang, Dalang also has one for you to take home. It’s a cake the Liang family gave. I could not give it since I was in a hurry that day. You can now bring it back.”
Miao Heniang’s facial expression became rigid. With the presence of the chief, it was difficult for her to conceal it in discreet. But this was a cake, and how wonderful it must be to taste. ‘How could they keep it hidden from Xiao Bao?! Brother He must not have known, but he actually waited to give it at this moment. Is his heart really frigid?’
Miao Heniang wanted to move her mouth but realized halfway what would she even say?
The village chief was still there, beside her. And the six taels of silver that she just had urged from the people was the choice she made.
As she took steps outside the house, Miao Heniang looked back at Brother He, closing the front door. A feeling of strangeness lodged itself into her heart.
After driving the people away, Miao He leaned his back on the door, letting out an exasperated sigh. He trudged back into the room and looked at Yang Dalang apologetically.
From twenty tales of compensation, Yang Dalang had spent six taels even before the injury healed.
Yang Dalang touched the little ger’s head, a little hesitant at first. “It’s okay. Take it easy.”
Miao He clenched his fists. “En, I will go to sell vegetables tomorrow morning!”
ranslated by Coke
Edited by Coke
To connect with the original host’s circumstances, Miao He used a slight lie as a cover-up. He made up that this mystical ability became his possession after he suffered from a severe ailment and not from before. So from then on, his impression of Miao Yuan became faint and faded along with time. God did not accept him in his stead early and gave him magic instead to continue living life in a new perspective. ‘Isn’t this telling Yang Dalang that he now lives a good life?’
After some stammering and stuttering confession, Miao He breathed a sigh when he saw that Yang Dalang did not show any resistance.
“That’s it.” Miao He looked at the man’s head with guilt pooling in the rims of his eyes.
Yang Dalang remained still with his arms enveloped in Miao He’s waist and expressed his response, saying he heard it.
With his calm set back in, Miao He remembered. “Hey, doesn’t it hurt? Let go quickly.”
Yang Dalang’s face was pale, but Miao He was nervous and said a few more words.
But regardless of what Yang Dalang carried in his heart, the living soil had at last crossed the bright road.
In addition, Miao He figured out what it meant by moving the soil after he “collected” the earth for the first time. Do not just “dig,” instead, use the head to “think.” He was sorry that his brain was not big enough, as his impression of the dissolution of the living soil into the standard ground was too profound. And back in his previous life, he could not try it out, and even if he did, it would likely result in failure.
With ideas solidified in his mind, Miao He replanted the living soil back in place. After all, if he wanted to move somewhere in the future, the original location was the best cover. He then talked to Yang Dalang about his experience of using the soil. As a second example of teaching, Miao He showed with tomatoes this time.
He had always wanted Yang Dalang to relish himself with juicy fruits to increase his vitamin consumption. Besides, tomato scrambled eggs were also a very delicious dish, as well as tomato and eggs noodles, tomato roasted eggplant, tomato stew meatballs, and so on. As he thought of the dishes that he could cook, Miao He felt his stomach rumbled.
When he witnessed the magic of living soil again on the same day, Yang Dalang kept his disbelief and astonishment from showing on his face.
He took the bright scarlet fruit Miao He handed over with a smile. Yang Dalang looked down at the tomato with an inquisitive gaze he had not used before when faced with the fruits. The skin was thin and plump. Yang Dalang poked it on one side, and it reformed back to its natural form. With just one bite, the sweet and sour juice overflowed his mouth like waves after waves of rich flavor. Yang Dalang had only eaten this kind of rich fruit for the first time, and it was just a novelty. All he could think of was how delicious the fruit was.
At this moment, Dabai revealed itself out of nowhere and meowed at the two.
As long as there was a movement in the soil, it would always come out to ask for some tender leaves to eat. Only the leaves of the tomato were out of the question, as they wielded slightly poisonous in their veins. With the kitten meowing still for food, Miao He simply broke a tomato and gave it to him. It licked the fruit with its tail straight, just as conscientious as the person sitting next to him.
Miao He’s eyes curled at the scene. “It’s delicious, isn’t it?”
“En.” Yang Dalang nodded.
“Since it’s tasty, then eat more because it’s also good for your health. If it’s not for the vegetable field that hasn’t grown yet, I would be at a loss to explain the disparity of the products from the living soil and the other. How about we give a little to Second Aunt and the others? For this, I’ll have to plant the seeds you brought back. Then we’ll plant them all over again. And from now on, our family will feed on the special soil, and we will sell the vegetables grown in the field if we want to sell them.”
Without the burden of concealment, Miao He proudly shared his plan.
“Like the little cabbage and rapeseed you ate before, all were flavourful as they were grown in the soil. Although the magical soil could propagate the plants faster and its quality is better than on the regular ground, if I sell too many vegetables grown from it, it’d be a complex task to explain if someone else notices. So, I want to sell the vegetables only grown in the standard vegetable fields.
“But the vegetables in the normal field are not arbitrarily planted. The seeds planted in the soil are those I harvested from the magic-infused earth. If you use those seeds, the quality of the output will be better than the ordinary. The vegetable fields are now planted with the new seeds. I-I also shredded some leaves grown in living soil to use as fertilizer in the vegetable field. In about a few days, the field is ready for harvest. You can taste it and will differ from the same plants outside.
“Also, didn’t we just get a mountain top? We can plant some fruit trees on it in the future. And perhaps at that time, harvesting fruit for sauce, wine, and dried fruit will all be a good livelihood.
“The flowers have bloomed by then, with the peach trees and plum trees stood mighty against the wind, and the mountain covered with flowers and various plants—no doubt that it’ll be beautiful. Then we’ll build a big, blue brick house at the foot of the mountain, and the people living in the town are unlikely to say they’re more comfortable than us.”
AD
Yang Dalang attentively listened to the little ger’s buoyant talking while he gazed at the twinkling pair of eyes as he picked the plump fruits.
He thought, granted, this leisure moment could not last for a long-time as fate had told, with Aunt Qing’s clause of “willingly,” he could already comprehend a bit this time.
“Come on, eat one more.” The little ger handed another fruit again. “I will change it with dangsheng after eating. I asked the doctor, and he said that drinking dangsheng tea is helpful for the recovery of your injury.”
Yang Dalang took the red ripen ball and took a bite. ‘Sweet and sour flavor flowed inside and embedded itself within my heart.’
***
Later, Miao He chose some gifts he sorted out and sent them to Aunt Yang and Shi Ruqing’s households. The rice and white flour were all for personal use and classified as uncommonly used as dried products. Miao He also put a handful of rare small fruits such as lychees and mangosteens. The packages were also mixed with a few tomatoes when he thought of it.
As for the host’s natal family, Miao He prepared a copy of the first two and the village chief’s family. Both were topped with cakes made of dried fruits, but the content remained everyday things. The former was to keep others from wagging one’s tongue, and the latter showed filial piety towards the elders.
Those who had a good relationship with Yang Dalang on ordinary occasions also visited him one after another on this day. Such as Uncle Lin and Miao Ping, who often hunted together with him, his younger brother Miao Gao, and the family of Master Lu who taught Yang Datong carpentry. And Miao Dahu, who lived close to Miao Qiang and frequently came together with the latter to find Yang Dalang. When these people came over, Miao He let them take some jujube cakes as they returned home, to consider a give-and-take mutual relationship.
Miao He had just delivered the items to Aunt Yang and the village chief’s house and still had to run home to pick up another package he prepared. When he arrived at the next place to deliver them, there was already someone who could not wait patiently in their seat.
“Brother He, I was just waiting for you!”
In front of the house, Miao Heniang, who had stood there for who knew how long, walked over as soon as she saw Miao He with delight etched on her face.
“What’s wrong, A-niang? Let me go into the house—” Miao He was about to say he took out the share he wanted to give to the host’s natal family but was interrupted by his A-niang by with a hand tugging at his wrist and pulling him to a spot far away and secluded from the gate. Her head turned to one side and to the other in rapid succession as she scanned the area of any witnesses.
“Put on hold of your business for now and let A-niang ask a few words! Is Dalang’s injury okay? A-niang heard that it was quite serious, and his bones were damaged. I know that it’ll take more than half a year to heal it! God, isn’t that the time to give the money? A-niang has thought about whether you’re in tough times financially….”
“…What do you mean by that, A-niang?” Miao He listened intently from the beginning.
Miao Heniang said, her mouth spoke of meaningful and heartfelt wishes, “Sigh, if the injury really is heavy, A-niang worries that giving the money will become a burden for you two, especially running back and forth to here. It seems you’ve received the compensation recently. How about letting A-niang hold the silver from now on? In that case, when Yang Dalang is needful about something in the future, he won’t have to worry about money, right?”
Maio He’s face immediately became terrible. He thought that if he were the original Miao He, he would also adopt this reaction. Wasn’t this the instance where you threw stones at someone who fell down into a well? Let him and Dalang give her the money first for the sake of recuperating because there might be a case where Yang Dalang would yield something to rely on her for money in the future?
“Dalang’s injury is not perilous, and he will heal. What are you eager for, A-niang?”
“Hey! This bone matter; who can say for sure its success? Besides, A-niang didn’t understand that Yang Dalang could take out so much money, so A-niang agreed to give it in installments. And think about the betrothal gifts. Who does it in installments? Anyway, now that a few cars of compensation have entered your house, then A-niang doesn’t believe that Dalang will consume it all to nurse his injuries. It must be enough to sell one or two of those gifts to make up for his recuperation! This is outright well off, but you can’t give his blessings to everyone. Anyone who has ears will probably spit on it at that greed!” said Miao Heniang, her face disgusted.
Miao He wanted to argue with this married woman again. Still, when he thought about how Yang Dalang would register the mountain top’s property after he recuperated, he would for sure report this to the village chief. The possibility of the original host’s mother bringing up a matter to quarrel about was probable since she could generate such absurd ideas at such times. And he was afraid that Miao Heniang would make an excuse to demand more. ‘Is it better to give it to her once and for all?’
‘But I can’t let his mother know that I have silvers on hand.’ Miao He knitted his brows. “Most of the gifts are things. A-niang, can you take them back?”
When Miao Heniang heard there was a show to play, her attitude took a reverse turn. “A-niang will visit the town later. I will leave those things to you at first. Then, when I’m about to go to town, A-niang will first come to your house and exchange it for silver. Isn’t it good? But first, tell A-niang what kind of gifts the Liang family gave. A-niang must let her palm run over it first to ensure it’s valuable. If not, then the quantity of your compensation to me must be big to suffice.”
When that time came, she could still get more by driving down the value price. The median price would also serve as a subsidy for more things to reach an equivalency of 6 taels.
After listening, Miao He was resolute to guard the gifts in the room from Miao Heniang’s eyes and hands and to not hand it over to her in private. Otherwise, it would definitely be eaten.
He also determined in his heart. Miao He shook his head and said, “A-niang should wait for a few days as this thing needs the consent of Dalang. Since this differs from what he wrote initially, Dalang will have to go to the village chief to write a contract.”
“Why is it so troublesome? A-niang just wants to collect the silvers. Don’t tell me I still have to wait for you?”
Miao He looked at her coldly and said dismissing, “A-niang, please count my younger brother this time. There’s no more.”
Miao Heniang was stunned witless as she stood there, looking at Brother He, who seemed exhausted from talking, and turned home. The thought hit in the head, so suddenly that she instantly knew she took advantage and deceived Brother He too much.
Regardless of that, Yang Dalang’s injury reminded her of the tragedy of Dalang’s father. So what if she bullied him? At least she had pounced out what she wanted to Brother He without trouble, since if she hesitated to do that now, then her poor Xiao Bao would not have to suffer the end of the stick again and would not die for the upcoming winter! She—what Miao Heniang did was also against her will ah!
It was a rare occurrence for Miao Heniang to wait at home restlessly for a few days without having the joy in her hands.
Five days later, Miao He went to the original host’s natal family first and to the village head’s house and invited the two to set their affairs at his home. He told them they had prepared the taels, but because Yang Dalang could not move around, the place where he wrote the receipt changed to the injured man’s house.
Miao He was taciturn throughout the entire process, in contrast to Yang Dalang’s usual calm expression. When all the scathing six silver taels became in possession of Miao Heniang, she felt strangely guilty and regretful.
The head of the village busied himself with writing the transactions. “The contract is completed, and the two owe nothing now,” he sighed.
“Auntie, don’t bother old Yang’s family with this in the future. These people are very kind and benevolent. If you make noise again, just remember the two pieces of contracts in Dalang’s hand. Take all of them out and see how the village people drown you with saliva.”
Miao Heniang wanted to deny and stuttered as she said, “Hey—I—this, I am also having troubles at home… Brother He, so does A-niang….”
Miao He was resolute as he ignored her negations and got up to see off the guests. “With Dalang’s injury, he has to lie down more than usual. Village Chief, we have inconvenienced you to run around today. This bag of dried fruit is just right for you to share with your family’s baby when you return home. A-niang, Dalang also has one for you to take home. It’s a cake the Liang family gave. I could not give it since I was in a hurry that day. You can now bring it back.”
Miao Heniang’s facial expression became rigid. With the presence of the chief, it was difficult for her to conceal it in discreet. But this was a cake, and how wonderful it must be to taste. ‘How could they keep it hidden from Xiao Bao?! Brother He must not have known, but he actually waited to give it at this moment. Is his heart really frigid?’
Miao Heniang wanted to move her mouth but realized halfway what would she even say?
The village chief was still there, beside her. And the six taels of silver that she just had urged from the people was the choice she made.
As she took steps outside the house, Miao Heniang looked back at Brother He, closing the front door. A feeling of strangeness lodged itself into her heart.
After driving the people away, Miao He leaned his back on the door, letting out an exasperated sigh. He trudged back into the room and looked at Yang Dalang apologetically.
From twenty tales of compensation, Yang Dalang had spent six taels even before the injury healed.
Yang Dalang touched the little ger’s head, a little hesitant at first. “It’s okay. Take it easy.”
Miao He clenched his fists. “En, I will go to sell vegetables tomorrow morning!”
