After the birth of a woman, the whole family depends on me to bring honor to the family

"Grandma, there's a girl named Xiao Huaian who came to see you. She said her mother's name is Xiao Jin."

The door was pushed open suddenly and Song Jushu asked hurriedly.

"What did you say her mother's name was?"

"Xiao Jin."

"Where is she now?"

Song Xin said with some guilt.

"Under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village."

"Go and bring him back!"

"Oh! I understand, grandma."

Song Xin ran back to the village entrance panting again. Unexpectedly, he saw Song Yu talking to Xiao Huaian. He immediately became angry.

"Song Yu, what are you doing? Do you have any shame? You're talking to a girl you don't know, and you're not afraid of what others will gossip about you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Huaian came back to his senses immediately. Talking to an unfamiliar guy was really a bit reckless and impolite.

"Let's go!"

Song Xin said to her.

"Where to go?"

"Where else can I go? My home, of course!"

"Why?"

"Don't hesitate, Mrs. Song Xiucai is my grandmother, let's go."

Xiao Huaian laughed. This guy is really smart.

Looking at the two departing figures, Song Yu's eyes were filled with hatred. The Song Jing family really didn't get along with him.

Looking at Xiao Huaian's dress, his identity must be no simple one. If he hooks up with her, he'll have a good life. Damn it, she always ruins his good things.

After entering the courtyard, Xiao Huaian did not look around. Song Xin led her to the inner room, which was the room used to receive guests at home.

Song Jushu sat upright in a chair, with a cup of tea placed on another table.

"Junior Xiao Huaian has met Aunt Song."

"No need to be so polite. How has your mother been these past few years?"

The two men sat on chairs and started talking.

"To be honest, Auntie, my mother is a little unwell and has difficulty getting up, but she keeps talking about you. I'm afraid she can't make it, so I came to you without her knowledge. It's really offensive, so please forgive me, Auntie."

"Nothing, just let me know if there's anything I can help you with."

"Aunt, can you come with me? My mother might see you and maybe things will turn around."

Xiao Huaian asked carefully with a sincere and respectful tone.

Song Jushu thought for a moment and replied.

"Huaian, I really can't leave. Your niece's birthday is coming up in a few days, and we're planning to move next year. I really can't spare the time to see Sister Jin."

Xiao Huaian looked disappointed, but he didn't blame her in his heart.

"How about this! I'll write a letter and you take it back to your mother. The rest depends on her luck."

Xiao Huaian had a happy smile on his face. No matter what the result was, his mother still had some hope.

"Huaian would like to thank Auntie here."

Song Jushu entered his study, and within a few minutes, he handed her the packed letter.

"Give my regards to your mother. May everything go well for her from now on."

"Thank you, auntie. Huai'an is very grateful. I will take my leave now. My mother's illness cannot be delayed."

"Well! Be careful along the way."

Xiao Huaian walked to the entrance of the village. There was a luxurious carriage parked on the road, and there were soldiers guarding it all around.

"Sir, please get on the carriage. We still have to go to the county town to catch the boat. You are tired from the journey. You should rest well on the boat. The Shangshu will be fine. You must not make any mistakes."

"I understand, let's go."

A group of people left in such a mighty manner.

Song Jushu looked at the two thousand taels of silver on the table. She was slightly stunned, then shook her head and put the silver.

Xiao Jin, such a smart, thoughtful and resourceful woman, I haven't seen her for more than ten years. I didn't expect that she still cares about this poor scholar. I wonder if Shaohua is doing well.

We had agreed to meet in the imperial capital, Kyoto, but she broke the promise in the end.

The past was too painful to recall, but she would eventually meet them again in Kyoto. She only hoped that the two guys would wait for her and fulfill the promise that they had missed that year.

Song Xin followed him stealthily until Xiao Huai'an left the village gate.

Song Xin stood under the old locust tree. Now that there were people around, he could show off, but the annoying Song Yu came over and asked shamelessly.

"Hey! Brother Xin, is that girl your relative? How old is she? She looks really young."

After saying this, her face turned red involuntarily, and that look gave Song Xin a chill.

"What are you thinking? Don't dream. She is about the same age as my mother. You look like a female cat in heat in spring."

After saying this, Song Xin felt that he didn't really want to show off his clothes today, so he decided to just go home and help his second brother.

Song Yu was almost furious. He was just asking! But it was a pity. He didn't expect that he was so old. Alas! After his sister died, his mother forced his father to have a child, and the family was calculating how much money they could get from selling him.

He is not that stupid. He has to find a buyer while his mother is busy making babies. He doesn't want to be sold.

After Song Xin returned home, he saw Song Yu scribbling with a pen. The paper was very expensive, costing ten taels of silver per sheet. Yes, ten taels. The cheapest pens cost fifteen taels each. His grandmother was simply crazy.

It was very tactless of him to let his sister squander such a precious thing, but he didn't dare to say anything, otherwise his mother would beat him.

However, he was also a little curious about what his sister was painting, so he quietly slipped into the study and watched behind Song Yu.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

The painting was of plum blossoms and some animals he had never seen before. It was in ink and had clear lines. Every object looked lifelike and vivid. He was fascinated by it for a moment.

"Sister, what is that animal you drew? Why does it have so many tails?"

She knew it when Song Xin came in. It was just a sudden inspiration that made her think of drawing. She asked her grandmother for paper and pen and started drawing.

There is a plum tree, and under the tree lies a snow-white fox. It has nine tails behind it, and looks majestic. The most striking thing is the fox's expression, which is lazy yet noble.

Song Jushu just came in. After seeing the painting, her pupils shrank suddenly and she quickly closed the door.

"Yujie, what did you draw? It looks a bit like a fox!"

Song Yu had already seen the caution and carefulness in her eyes.

Song Yu nodded and said with a smile.

"It's a fox, a nine-tailed fox, a very powerful monster."

Song Xin listened very seriously, but his grandmother's expression was very serious.

"Sister Yu, can you tell me how you knew about this fox?"

"In a dream."

Song Jushu took her painting, locked it in a box, and spoke gently and patiently.

"Yu Jie'er, can you please not tell anyone about this? Just keep it a secret between you and me, okay?"

"it is good."

Then, Song Jushu turned his gaze to Song Xin, who was frightened and immediately said.

"Grandma, I'll keep it a secret and won't tell anyone."

Song Jushu nodded and said.

"Brother Xin, if you let this slip, Sister Yu will face countless dangers, so you can't say a word."