The next day, there was a lot of music and festivities outside the shop. Wang Xiaohua, dressed in a bright red wedding dress with a red veil covering her head, was led to the door by the Shopkeeper Wang and personally handed over to the groom.
Xiaohua followed behind, carrying a basin and sobbing uncontrollably. Jin Shanyao thought to herself, "What time is it? Why is she still carrying a basin?" She was about to go up and help her.
Qing Yang grabbed her arm, and she asked warily, "Master, where are you going?"
"I'm helping Xiaohua get the pot."
Qing Yang gave him a knowing look. "That pot will be useful."
At this moment, Wang Xiaohua was already sitting in the sedan chair, her voice choked with sobs through the curtain.
"Mom, I won't be by your side anymore, so please take good care of yourself."
"And Dad, you can never earn enough money. You're getting old, you need to take care of your health."
Shopkeeper Wang's eyes reddened, "Oh, I know, when you get to your husband's family, you must be filial to your parents-in-law and not be petty."
After saying that, he turned to the Xiaohua and said, "Splash it... don't delay the auspicious time."
With tears streaming down her face, Xiaohua walked behind the sedan chair and splashed the water from the basin onto the ground.
"Lift the sedan chair..." With a loud shout, gongs, drums, and suonas sounded in response, and the wedding procession slowly moved forward.
The Xiaohua couldn't help but chase after the sedan chair. Her daughter hated washing dishes the most; what would she do when she went to her husband's family?
Also, Xiaohua daughter likes to sleep in late, please don't complain about it if her in-laws don't like it. My mind is a mess, and my heart aches.
Jin Shanyao completely bewildered. "Why is Xiaohua splashing water?"
Qing Yang, "A married daughter is like water spilled from a cup," implies that once a marriage is established, it cannot be easily reversed. It also suggests that after marriage, a daughter should not easily return to rely on her parents' family, but should settle down and live a peaceful life in her husband's family.
Jin Shanyao greatly shocked, "Is Wang Xiaohua still Shopkeeper Wang's daughter?"
"Of course, this is just a custom."
Jin Shanyao scoffed, "Outdated custom. When Anzhi gets married, I'll make her carry a basin of meat onto the bridal sedan chair."
Qing Yang asked, puzzled, "Why?"
Jin Shanyao narrowed her eyes and said fiercely, "I'm going to tell everyone that our family isn't to be trifled with."
Pfft... Qing Yang couldn't help but laugh out loud. She pushed the Jin Shanyao and walked into the shop, "Alright, alright, when Miss gets married, we'll send a live pig to the groom's family."
Slaughter them on the spot... tell them that we not only don't eat vegetarian food, but we also know how to bleed them.
Jin Shanyao her head, agreeing that Qing Yang's idea was feasible.
After Wang Xiaohua, the surroundings seemed to suddenly become quiet. No one came to visit Meng Anzhi from time to time, and no one brought her food anymore. Before she knew it, it was April.
The Jin Shanyao its Spiritual Power across Lush Mountain and Hat Mountain, awakening the vegetation on the mountains and then imbuing it with another layer of Spiritual Power to prevent them from getting sick.
Meng Anzhi had already begun taking over the family business. That day, she had just seen a patient off when she looked up and saw Shen Yan sitting opposite her. "Young General."
Shen Yan smiled and said, "Young master, how have you been?" As he spoke, he glanced around the shop, "Where's your aunt?"
"They've gone to a big feast..."
My aunt has recently become obsessed with attending lavish wedding banquets. Whenever she hears of a wedding, she goes to give a gift. Today, since Meng Anci on leave, she took her entourage there early.
Meng Anzhi poured tea for Shen Yan and said with a smile, "Does the young general have something to discuss with her?"
Shen Yan, "I happened to be in Qingzhou Prefecture picking someone up today, so I stopped by to see you all. I didn't expect you to be able to sit in court at such a young age. You're truly remarkable."
Meng Anzhi was a little embarrassed by the praise, "Young General, you flatter me."
After chatting for a while, Shen Yan noticed that Jin Shanyao hadn't returned yet, so he got up to take his leave. "There are still important matters to attend to in the army, so I must return first. Please tell your aunt that if she needs any help, she can find me at the North-Pacifying Army in Jing'an Prefecture."
Meng Anzhi rose to see him off, saying, "Young General, rest assured, I will convey your message truthfully."
After Shen Yan left, Meng Anzhi continued to peruse medical books. She realized that learning medicine was a long-term endeavor, and there was no room for haste or deception.
After noon, Jin Shanyao swaggered back with Meng Anci. Meng Anci's little belly was round from eating, and he finally understood why his aunt had been practicing her conversation skills so diligently.
That situation... the most exhausted part was actually the mouth, having to talk and eat at the same time; if you were even a little slow, you'd be overwhelmed and completely overwhelmed.
Qing Yang smiled as the two entered and asked, "How did the battle go today?"
Jin Shanyao and said, "Nothing special..." She then looked at Zhou Xiaosi, " Xiaosi, don't bother inviting me to these kinds of banquets anymore, they're pointless."
Qing Yang and Xiaosi exchanged a glance and couldn't help but laugh. They'd won too many battles and were starting to get arrogant.
Meng Anzhi told her about Shen Yan Yanlai.
"I guess he'll be coming over in the next couple of days," Jin Shanyao said, as she had Qing He brew a pot of digestive tea.
For some reason, the food I snatched tasted exceptionally delicious.
Time flies like cutting Qing He into herbs; before April is even over, May is already here.
Spring is in full bloom, the Jin Shanyao wishes she could disappear into the mountains and never come out again, but she has a debt of gratitude to repay and can only grit her teeth and endure it.
That day, she stood outside the shop holding a cloth banner, basking in the sun while divining the future. The banner fluttered in the wind.
She closed her eyes, stretched out her hand, and said coldly, "Pay first?"
The woman opposite gritted her teeth, pulled out ten taels of silver, and slammed it into her hand. "Tell me! Where is that deadbeat?!"
Jin Shanyao her fingers and made a few random calculations, then said in a pretentious tone, "Madam... go ten meters east, around the corner."
The woman turned her head sharply, her gaze like a knife shooting towards the street corner, and sure enough, she saw her husband with a young widow, browsing a jewelry shop.
Enraged, the woman let out a furious roar and pounced, "You wretch! I've finally caught you! I'll make you buy hairpins for that little vixen!"
Jin Shanyao her tongue... "Too early..."
She slowly opened her eyes, only to be met with a handsome face.
Jin Shanyao, and her hand, which was about to slap someone, stopped abruptly in mid-air. She forced a smile, "Young master... what brings you so close to me?"
The young man in brocade robes was slightly taken aback and took a half step back. "My apologies, my eyesight is poor; I was standing too far away to see the words on the banner clearly. Miss... are you a fortune teller?"
She glanced at him sideways, fanning herself with Jin Shanyao. Higher Vehicle fine brocade robes of the highest quality. His face was like jade, and his demeanor was refined and elegant.
His eyes were clear... well, almost too clear, like a silly goose.
"Young master wishes to have his fortune told?"
A hint of embarrassment flashed across the young master's face, and he nodded slightly, "I have some doubts in my heart, which I find difficult to resolve."
"I understand! I understand!" Jin Shanyao her hand, interrupting the conversation with an air of experience. "Life is like a fog; who hasn't felt lost at times?"
"It's fate that you met me, young master! Our Anzhi Hall specializes in resolving the world's most perplexing questions. Divination starts at ten taels, with no upper limit. We are honest and fair to all, young and old. What do you say, young master?"
Without hesitation, the young master took out ten taels of silver ingots and placed them in her palm.