Chapter 67 pt 2 (2/2)

“Eldest son, why are you scolding Juncai so much? You are crazy!” Zhao shi cried from the side.

“Mother, you treat it as if I am willing to scold him, but look at him…”

When Xue Qingshan said this, he was filled with righteous indignation and was very excited, making it seem as if he had done his best for his son, but his son was ignorant and ungrateful.

But when all of this was put in the eyes of Xue Juncai, it all turned into an act.

“Father, how do you have the face… how do you have the face?” Xue Juncai screamed out this sentence with much difficulty.

“What do you mean, how do I have the face? Oh, you stinky boy! You’ve learned to talk back…” Xue Qingshan raised his hand and wanted to hit him, but Juncai was hugged by Yang shi.

“Eldest son, what are you doing!”

The room was in a mess, and Xue Juncai ran out.

“Anyway, I won’t go to Qingyuan.”

That night, there was a lot of trouble in the eldest family’s room.

The old couple finally persuaded Xue Qingshan to speak to the child patiently, but not long after they went back, the eldest family started to fight again. Xue Juncai just didn’t want to go to Qingyuan, no matter what the Dafang couple said.

Xue Qingshan was so angry that he almost wanted to hit someone. Yang shi cried every day, but Juncai just couldn’t be convinced. Not only that, the Xue family also took turns to persuade, but he just didn’t want to go.

Only Zhao’er and Xue TingRang understood what was going on.

The matter was put on hold.

Time flew by quickly, and the autumn harvest arrived in a blink of an eye.

The autumn harvest has always been the busiest time for farmers. Not only do they have to harvest grain, but this season is also the time to store supplies for the winter. After the autumn harvest, the weather suddenly becomes cold.

The winter in Yuqing Village is very cold, and Zhao’er’s business depends on the season. When autumn passes into winter, there is almost no business to do. But with the money earned in the previous few months, they can still live comfortably.

Xue TingRang still travels between the academy and home, but his studies are more busy than before because Lin Miao intends to let the four disciples have a try at the imperial exam next February. Since he is about to take the imperial exam, he naturally can’t relax.

It was not until it started to snow that Qingyuan closed the museum, and when it reopened, it would be the next spring.

Xue TingRang returned home, reading and making essays every day and occasionally teaching literacy to Zhao’er. His life was very enjoyable. But compared to him, Zhao’er can only be annoyed. She can’t go anywhere when it snows outside. This is all a loss of money, but who made her business so special that there is really no way she can do her business now.

The days went on like this, and in a blink of an eye, it was the end of the year.

Zhao’er is referring to TingRang ↑

Things get even more dramatic and interesting after this… and [hint, hint] there is retribution.