Siheyuan: Relieve stress and relieve worries

Chapter 1238 No Worthy Brother

Grandma went out of the house, closed the door, and sat down next to Ugly Girl. The courtyard gate was still wide open.

Ugly Baby looked up at his grandmother and asked, "Did Uncle Wang come first, or Widow Chen?"

“You have to call her Aunt Chen, otherwise she’ll go around telling everyone you’re the ugliest girl in the world,” Grandma replied.

"You're already the ugliest girl in the world, and you won't even let me say it? If you don't marry my boy, you're the ugliest girl in the world." A charming and beautiful voice came from outside the courtyard, carrying an undeniable arrogance.

"Widow Chen, how old are you? Why are you arguing with a child? I don't have any water to offer you." Grandma was a little unhappy, and her words were somewhat cold.

Ugly Girl was furious. She looked up and saw a beautiful woman in red carrying a large teapot in her left hand and four small blue-and-white porcelain bowls in her right hand, swaying as she turned and entered the courtyard.

Widow Chen didn't come towards the main house. There was a stone table and benches on the left side of the courtyard. She put the teapot and bowl on the stone table and found a spot with her back to the courtyard gate to sit down.

Ugly Girl turned her head and angrily went into the house. Outside, Widow Chen's unrestrained laughter could be heard. Grandma remained unmoved and continued sewing shoe soles.

"That laughter, I guess only the old monk in Baishan Town could stop it." A handsome man of medium build, dressed in white, walked in, carrying a book in his hand.

Grandma looked up at the person coming from the courtyard gate, frowned, and continued sewing the soles of her shoes without saying a word.

Widow Chen looked at the person who came in, curled her lip, and said loudly, "No pretty boy has a kind heart."

"Kova hasn't come out yet?" The man in white turned his head and asked a pointless question, pretending not to have heard Widow Chen's words.

Widow Chen looked disgusted and said disdainfully, "What are you pretending for, Scholar Wen? You're not Blind Zhang, can't you see?"

Scholar Wen glanced at Widow Chen and said, "As the ancients said, a good man doesn't fight with a woman."

“But I love to argue with you. You said my son is hopeless, didn’t you? You said my son is hopeless, didn’t you?” Widow Chen suddenly stood up, as if she was about to walk forward.

Wen Xiucai ignored Widow Chen and walked to the stone table, found a seat facing the entrance of the courtyard, and picked up the book in his hand to read.

Seeing that Wen Xiucai ignored her, Widow Chen sat down sullenly and drank alone with her back to the door.

Another half incense stick's time passed, and the door to the inner room opened. Kournikova slowly led Ugly Girl out.

Kova walked to the stone table, her face serious, and bowed respectfully to the two women, saying, "I'm so sorry to have kept Master Wen and Aunt Chen waiting."

"Injured again?" Widow Chen always spoke so bluntly.

Kournikova gestured for Niu Niu to go to her grandmother's, then turned and said, "Yes, she's fine now."

"How about I go find Uncle Wang? It'll get dark soon," Kova said, glancing at Wen Xiucai, since not everyone had arrived yet.

Just as Widow Chen was about to speak, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard, and a fat man rushed in, rolling in like a ball.

"Let me catch my breath first. This house is in turmoil, it'll ruin everything." The fat man scolded, panting as he walked to the stone bench near the courtyard gate and plopped down.

Widow Chen laughed so hard she nearly fell over, and asked loudly, "Did the second and third sons win, or did your tigress win?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment. He looked at Widow Chen, frowned for a moment, but quickly raised his hand, picked up the teapot, and arranged the four small blue and white porcelain bowls.

"Let's drink first. Bad news travels fast. I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself and caused trouble at home," Fatty Wang said as he set out the drinks.

"Let Kova handle the matter of the second deacon," Wen Xiucai said.

Kournikova turned and walked to the gate, closed it, and bolted it.

The three men were all surprised to see this. They had never used the tether before, but they all fell silent. They knew there was a big shipment coming today.

Grandma pulled Ugly Girl into the house, closed the door, and the people outside heard the door lock.

"Moo~" The old cow in the thatched hut also joined in the fun.

Kournikova took out the snakeskin bag and poured its contents directly onto the stone table.

The three men were startled; the courtyard fell silent. Fatty Wang kept glancing at the gate; he was somewhat worried.

There were four items on the stone table: a black jade sword, a bronze sword case, a golden wolf's head, and a whisk.

After reading it once, Fatty Wang looked at Scholar Wen with expectant and longing eyes.

Wen Xiucai then picked up each item one by one and placed them neatly on the stone table. After a moment's hesitation, he picked up the golden wolf head first. The golden wolf head was not large, about the size of a fist, and its eyes were made of some kind of gemstone.

"The scepter of Nalan Hugo, the founding emperor of the previous dynasty, is said to have a golden wolf's head on top, and there is a legend of it burning three thousand miles. If it is that, it is worth more than five thousand gold."

Fatty Wang looked at Widow Chen, Widow Chen looked at Scholar Wen, Scholar Wen stared at Wolf Head, and Wolf Head's eyes were directed at Fatty Wang.

Kournikova stood respectfully to the side, thinking to herself, "Will this be a dramatic ethical drama?"

No. 9, Xishitiao Courtyard

In the end, none of the three chose the wolf's head.

Wen Xiucai put down the golden wolf head, picked up the bronze sword box again, and continued, "It is said that the grandfather of Wu Yihan, the governor of Dongzhou, offered a reward of three thousand taels of gold to find the sword box left behind by the Immortal Xiaoyao in the mortal world. I don't know the era, nor do I know who the Immortal Xiaoyao is, but it should be this one."

Fatty Wang frowned and asked, "Why?"

Scholar Wen held the sword case up to Fatty Wang and asked, "Do you see these two characters?"

Fatty Wang was even more confused and said, "I saw it."

Wen Xiucai said, "This is ancient text, which means carefree. Not many ancient texts have been passed down to this day. It just so happens that the two characters 'carefree' have been passed down to this day, and it just so happens that they were passed down by the Carefree Immortal."

While Fatty Wang was still confused, Widow Chen was already laughing so hard she was doubled over.

Kournikova added, "It was full inside, no, one was missing."

Then, Wen Xiucai picked up the black jade sword, his eyes filled with deep affection and longing, and put it down without saying a word.

As for the whisk, Wen Xiucai didn't even glance at it.

Throughout the entire process, Kournikova stood behind Wen Xiucai, listening quietly.

The group looked at each other. Wen Xiucai poured himself four cups of wine, drank them all in one go, picked up the black jade sword, turned around and left. Kuva hurriedly ran over and opened the courtyard gate.

Wen Xiucai turned to Kova and said, "I'll owe you for now," before turning and walking toward the alley entrance.

When Kova closed the gate and returned to the yard, she found that things were different. Fatty Wang was holding onto the sword box and wouldn't let go, so Widow Chen also reached out and grabbed the other end of the sword box.

Finally, in desperation, Fatty Wang shouted, "I'll give you half!" Only then did Widow Chen let go. Fatty Wang picked up the sword case, tossed a money bag to Kova, and hurriedly ran out.

Widow Chen was no longer in a hurry. She sat down again, poured herself a bowl of wine, and drank it, her eyes fixed on the golden wolf's head, revealing a very smug smile.

Kova turned back, looked at Widow Chen, and said, "Aunt Chen, don't you see the whisk? Didn't they say there were immortals involved?"

Widow Chen scoffed, her face full of disgust. Without even offering an explanation, she swept her arm, and everything on the table except for the whisk disappeared.

He stood up, turned around, and walked towards the courtyard gate. "Close the gate carefully, or a fox spirit might come looking for you tonight."

Kournikova heard this, shook her head, walked over anyway, closed the gate, turned around, and went into the kitchen next door.

"In this world, there are no gods or immortals, but only delicious food should not be missed."

One hour later!
"Open the door, girl, I've made something delicious!" Kournikova called out from outside, holding a tray.

The door opened, and Kournikova came in and placed the tray on the kang (a heated brick bed).

The enticing aroma made Ugly Girl sniffle with her little nose. The little girl ran to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and gestured for Kova to take off her shoes.

Grandma put the basket aside, adjusted the wick of the oil lamp, and Kuwa took off his shoes and climbed onto the kang (heated brick bed), setting out the dishes one by one.

"Braised beef, cashew celery, braised pork trotters with soybeans, and shark fin soup." After introducing the dishes, Kourva set out the bowls and chopsticks.

I placed the white steamed bun near Grandma, who smiled broadly and said jokingly, "Is this also part of your family tradition?"

Kournikova blushed immediately. There really is someone who uses "enlightenment" to pass on food traditions, and that person was him.

The ugly girl had already started eating with gusto, showing no ladylike manners whatsoever.

(End of this chapter)