You are unlucky and I am tough

Chapter 131 I can’t live here for a few months

After feeding the chickens and ducks and returning to the yard, Wei Xinyi was fiddling with her lotus lantern in the main hall. Lu Yinyin and Cheng Shuang both gave her their lanterns, so she had three now. She wanted to hang two at the door of the main hall, so Wei Nanxing was helping her and moved a stool to hammer nails by the door.

Cheng Shuang waved, "Xinyi, come here."

Wei Xinyi immediately put down her things and ran out. Cheng Shuang pulled her aside and said, "Pack up your room and move in with Sister Pan'er. Your room will be for my aunt and my two sisters."

Wei Xinyi scratched her head. "Okay, then I'll clean up after I finish hanging the lights."

After she finished speaking, she was about to go back to work on her lantern, but Cheng Guqiu reached out and held her back, saying quickly, "No, no, give us the room.

Shuang'er, Pan'er and I can just stay in one room. The three of us can sleep on the floor."

Cheng Guqiu felt very embarrassed. Wei Xinyi was Wei Qinglang's biological sister. The little girl was very cute and sensible. He kept calling her "Auntie" and even applied medicine on her on the way back, but there was still a layer of distance between them.

She was afraid that the child would be unhappy if she asked him to give up his room, and she was even more afraid that Wei Qinglang would be unhappy.

Cheng Shuang shook her head and said, "No, why sleep on the floor when you have a room? Xinyi usually goes to sleep with Pan'er. She doesn't sleep much on her own. If you don't believe me, ask her."

Wei Xinyi nodded quickly, "I like sleeping with Sister Pan'er. You should stay with your two sisters. Sleeping on the floor is not good."

Cheng Guqiu was still hesitant. Thinking of Wei Qinglang coming back, washing his face and going out, she was worried that he would regret bringing them back.

"Okay, aunt, have a happy holiday today. It's getting late, why don't we prepare dinner together." Cheng Shuang pulled her to the kitchen, wanting to find something for her to do to distract her so that she wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.

When he reached the kitchen door, he suddenly remembered something and turned back to call out to Cheng Pan, "Pan'er, take Qiuyan and Dongyun with you. Cut some fresh grass before it gets dark to feed the donkey. It's been walking all day and it's very tired."

Cheng Pan agreed, carried a backpack and took a sickle, and went out with his men.

Wei Qinglang, who was at the headman's house, had no idea that he would be suspected of being unhappy just because he went out to deliver an order slip.

“This stuff is good.”

Cheng Lizheng held the list in his hand and nodded continuously. "It's very detailed. It has the price, the pickup address, and the delivery date. Can I really pick up the goods with this when the time comes?"

Wei Qinglang nodded. "Yes, so please inform the village head, and have the villagers who have placed orders pay the amount listed on the order slip, and then pick up the goods on the date listed on the order slip."

He had written these order slips himself when he helped place the orders, and the money had already been paid in advance, so he didn't want to be involved in anything else.

After the head of the village agreed to the task, Wei Qinglang returned home and found that two lotus lanterns had been hung at the door of the main hall, and Cheng Shuang and Cheng Guqiu had just returned from picking vegetables from the vegetable garden.

Wei Qinglang walked into the kitchen and asked casually, "What are we having for dinner tonight?"

Cheng Shuang, who was taking vegetables out of the basket, raised her head and was about to speak when Cheng Guqiu walked over, wiping his hands.

"Shuang'er and I just went to the vegetable garden and picked some vegetables. Then we'll cut half a pound of meat and that'll be enough."

Wei Qinglang looked at the beans, bok choy, and two eggplants on the table, frowned, and looked at Cheng Shuang in confusion, "Are you having a vegetarian dinner tonight? Didn't we buy over two kilograms of fresh pork?"

"Do not......"

"That's it, Qinglang."

Cheng Guqiu spoke before Cheng Shuang, "I thought we'd have other dishes, so I'll make less meat. If you think it's not enough, you can cut another half pound."

Wei Qinglang had asked casually in a normal tone, but after nearly twenty years of living in a family where the husband was the most respected, Cheng Guqiu still felt uneasy, worried that Wei Qinglang would be unhappy and take his anger out on Cheng Shuang.

Wei Qinglang had no idea what she was thinking, so he smiled and said, "Aunt, we bought that meat for tonight, so just cook it all. It will go bad if we leave it out in such hot weather."

Then he turned around and called out, "Nanxing, go to the chicken coop and catch a chicken. We'll make some mushroom stewed chicken tonight."

Wei Nanxing responded and went out!

Wei Qinglang walked into the kitchen, and Cheng Shuang asked him, "Where did you go just now?"

"I went to the village head's house to deliver the order slip. I'm not responsible for anything else after that. Each family should go and get the goods on their own."

He walked over to the large water tank, which still contained three fish, and reached in to fish them out. "Are you going to cook fish tonight?"

Cheng Shuang counted the dishes and said, "How about making some pickled fish fillets? My aunt and the others have never eaten pickled cabbage before."

Wei Qinglang nodded, rolled up his sleeves and started fishing.

Cheng Guqiu walked over to Cheng Shuang and lowered his voice, "Shuang'er, isn't this too much? How can we eat so much just with just a few of us?"

Cheng Shuang didn't think it was much, and said with a smile, "Not much. It's a holiday, so we have to eat and drink!"

Cheng Guqiu didn't know what to say, so he added water to the pot and started a fire to boil the water.

Wei Qinglang fished out the three-pound black fish from the tank, pinched the fish's gills, picked up a kitchen knife with his other hand, pressed the fish on the stove and hit it with the knife, then slaughtered and cleaned it with skillful movements.

Cheng Shuang pulled a stool and sat down to pick beans. After Cheng Guqiu had made a fire, he saw Wei Nanxing coming back with a chicken and went over to help. After cutting the chicken's neck to let the blood flow, he threw it on the ground and covered it with a wooden basin. The chicken struggled for a few times and then stopped moving.

Then Wei Nanxing went out to ask several neighboring families if they had any mushrooms for sale. The dried mushrooms at home had been eaten up, but many families in the village would pick up a lot during the mushroom season, dry them and store them to eat slowly until the end of the year.

The three people in the kitchen were busy with their own things. The fire in the stove was burning very brightly and the water in the pot soon boiled. Cheng Guqiu scooped out the boiling water to blanch the chicken, then put it in a wooden basin, took a kitchen knife and went to the river to process it.

The villagers have a common habit of slaughtering chickens and ducks by the river, which is not only convenient but also saves water.

As soon as Cheng Guqiu left, Wei Qinglang, who was cutting fish fillets, raised his head and said, "Why do I feel like you, my aunt, are a little afraid of me?"

Cheng Shuang sighed, "I noticed that too."

"Do I look fierce?" Wei Qinglang was puzzled. "Or did I show my bad temper in some way?"

"It's probably not your fault," Cheng Shuang analyzed. "The incident happened so quickly that she didn't react. She feels like she's living under someone else's roof, so she's being cautious and overthinking things.

After all, in her mind, I was the daughter-in-law who married into the Wei family. It was already outrageous for me to bring my younger brother and sister-in-law’s family with me, and now she is bringing my aunt here as well.

And judging by her years in the Bai family, she must have felt that I had to live at your mercy, so she was afraid that you would be unhappy."

Wei Qinglang was also helpless. In that era where men were superior to women, most women lived cautiously under the oppression of their husbands.

His hands kept moving, arranging the cut fish fillets neatly on the plate. "Why don't we build them another house next door? That way they can live more comfortably."

Cheng Shuang was also a little conflicted. She picked beans and threw them into the basket one by one. Finally, she shook her head and said, "Don't bother. It's not like we have no room at home. Besides, our things will be ready soon. Once County Magistrate Zheng finds the mineral vein, we probably won't be living here for more than a few months."

Wei Qinglang thought about it and agreed, so he didn't think any more about it.

In order to trick County Magistrate Zheng into going into the mountains, the two men have been busy every night in recent days. They bought many books on Feng Shui from the mall, consulted a lot of relevant information, and then wrote down a whole page of Feng Shui terms, pointing out that in the mountains behind Zifeng Mountain, there is huge wealth hidden, which can shake the foundation of the country.

In short, anyone who reads it will be fooled, and then they will lie that it was written by Cheng Shuang, the master who made up a story out of nothing. The clues have been laid for so long in the early stage, and Cheng Shuang has indeed cured the headaches of all the villagers, so County Magistrate Zheng has already believed that there is a master hidden in Qushan County.

So no matter whether he believed what was written on the paper or not, he would go into the mountains to find out.

They had already known the approximate location of the mineral vein, which was one of the gains from their last trip into the mountains. Because the compass would only briefly fail when walking towards the northwest, the two of them understood everything after discovering this anomaly. During the days they were looking for medicine in the mountains, they avoided the northwest direction.