Chapter 899: Scumbag Brother and Scumbag Father, Get Lost (45)

Chapter 899: Chapter 899: Scumbag Brother and Scumbag Father, Get Lost (45)

Later on, when Sister Lee is brought into the family, looking at her makes the home feel more comfortable.

Besides, Wen Ang also needs to get married. With the house newly transformed, even the matchmakers could find a good match when they see it.

The village head couldn’t be bothered to say anything to these two father and son, and left with the cow. This cow will be for shared use among the village. The Meng Family wasn’t originally poor; otherwise, how could they afford a cow, if not to support Meng Wengan’s studies?

Mrs. Zhang and Xu Yunniang were a bit stunned when they saw the new home; they didn’t expect it to be so big and immediately felt more confident about the future.

Yaan Huai had been waiting here for some time, helping tidy up the yard and purchasing essentials from the checklist.

Qiann Yan plans to use the front yard as a school for students in the future, while they reside in the back yard.

Yaan Huai is just a teenager, but as her student, he stays in the room in the front yard.

The few of them didn’t have a lot of belongings, so they were quickly settled in, and then Qiann Yan took them out to buy the daily necessities they needed. Mrs. Zhang and Xu Yunniang wandered about, but didn’t seem inclined to purchase anything.

"I think this is a new home. We’ve already bought what’s necessary. There’s no need to add more. Once we find work and stabilize our income, we can think about other things," Mrs. Zhang said. "Now that we have moved to the city, everything costs silver, so we should save where we can."

Xu Yunniang shared the same thoughts. Both of them were quite adept at managing daily life, and considering their current situation, they were reluctant to buy anything extra.

Qiann Yan didn’t insist, just walked around with them before heading back home.

Once settled in, Mrs. Zhang couldn’t sit still and went out early every day to see if there was any work she could do.

Xu Yunniang had to take care of the children, so wasn’t really able to do these things, but she willingly managed some chores at home.

Qiann Yan mainly taught Yaan Huai to read, occasionally exchanging ideas with Jiao Rongchang, who also learned some teaching methods from her and found them quite useful.

He long ago stopped treating Qiann Yan as a junior, instead regarding her as a peer, creating a bit of a bond that transcends age.

Noticing that Xu Yunniang and Mrs. Zhang seemed a bit anxious, Qiann Yan showed them the silver she had, then gave half to Mrs. Zhang to allocate for household expenses, and gave Xu Yunniang some pocket money. As expected, their anxiety eased, but Mrs. Zhang didn’t stop looking for work and finally found a job two weeks later.

Yaan Huai took two days to manage the transfer of their farmland and house to the village, then brought the silver to Qiann Yan.

"What is this?"

"The silver from selling the farmland and house," Yaan Huai said matter-of-factly, not considering doing this shameful, as he felt no attachment to that place.

Speaking of it, he remembered something—why doesn’t Widow Lee remarry and instead maintain an image of fidelity to her husband? Actually, during her husband’s lifetime, her days were equally hard.

Her husband was overly jealous, and since she was good-looking, he always suspected she was enticing other men, leading her to suffer frequent beatings.

If her husband hadn’t died early, she might have ended up like his mother. Several times, when passing by Widow Lee’s house, he heard the screams coming from inside.

Therefore, he truly held no fondness for that place.

Now, with new prospects ahead, being continually supported by the teacher made him feel ashamed, so he decided to sell off the ancestral home and land, handing over the silver to her.

"You’re leaving yourself no way back."

Yaan Huai was unconcerned: "There was never any retreat, just this one path."

He had long wanted to sell these, and now he was merely doing it sooner.