The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 421 Part 1

Chapter 421  

Liu Da's wife waited at home for most of the day and didn't see him return. The food was still on the stove. She told her eldest son to go out and look for him. But then—wonderful—the eldest son went and didn't come back either. She told her younger son to go, and the younger son didn't come back either.

Liu Da's wife grabbed a cleaver and searched the streets for a long time. An acquaintance saw her and said, "Looking for Liu Da and the kids?"

"Yes."

"They're in the hot pot restaurant."

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 420 Part 3

The next day, Dahu and several other men shouldered hoes and carried sickles, planning to take their chances in the mountains. Just as they were heading out, they noticed that far away, someone seemed to be coming toward the village.

Red clothes stood out sharply against the vast whiteness.

As they got closer, they saw it was yamen runners.

The people of Xiaolu Village had no good impression of yamen runners. If not for the sabers at their waists, they would have swung their hoes at them right then. No one went to greet them; they only went back to call the village chief.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 420 Part 2

Xiaolu Village had a particularly difficult year. In the evening, Dahu came back from the mountains against the wind and snow, carrying a small bundle of tree roots on his back—he'd spent most of the day digging them up.

Recently, everyone had been rushing into the mountains. Even tree roots were hard to find now. The few roots on his shoulders didn't weigh much, but Dahu was hunched over, as if crushed by those few roots, his footsteps extremely heavy.

There were three children at home, and his father was already in his sixties. This little bit of tree roots was nowhere near enough to eat.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 420 Part 1

Chapter 420

Sweet potatoes had gone up in price, and so had wheat.

A year had passed; the cattle raised in the northwest should be slaughtered.

With the children not home and no one to play with, Fang Zichen felt extremely bored.

"Zhao Ger, let’s go see Xiao Feng, and on the way take you to eat steak!"

Beef cattle needed at least a full year before they could be slaughtered, but he’d heard it was especially cold in the north this year. Fang Zichen still decided to bring the cattle back early—otherwise, the common folk there would have a hard time getting through this winter.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 419 Part 3

After quite a while, Lao Wang’s voice trembled as he said, "Six—sixty-eight copper coins? Th—that could sell?" The moment the words left his mouth, he reacted—his eldest son had just said people were fighting to buy it! How could it not sell?

But sixty-eight copper coins a catty!

He didn't even dare to imagine it—not even in his wildest dreams. Earlier, when Steward Zhou sold it to them at thirty copper coins a catty, Lao Wang knew that was probably the lowest price; taking it outside should fetch more. But Lao Wang figured it would be forty copper coins at most—tasty as it was, any pricier and it probably wouldn't be worth buying. In the end, their lord sold it at sixty-eight copper coins a catty, and it still wasn't enough to meet demand.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 419 Part 2

While Zhao Ger was reading, Fang Zichen secretly pulled two silver notes from the envelope and stuffed them into his clothes.

With such a thick stack, missing one or two probably wouldn't be noticed. The sender was probably a big fool who'd made a mistake.

Meng Ruqing's letter was mostly greetings—advising him to take care of his health, and to write if he needed anything or ran into any difficulties, not to stand on ceremony. He also said the three children were doing well there and to set his mind at ease. Old General Qin had been overjoyed to see the children, and his good mood had helped his injuries heal considerably.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 419 Part 1

Chapter 419

After the soldier left, Qin Hengxuan poked his bottom and teased with a smile: "Your father is the second most handsome in the world? Then who's the first?"

"Do you even need to ask?" Guaizai looked at him in disbelief: "Can't Handsome Grandpa tell? It's so obvious—far away in the heavens, yet right before your eyes!"

"Could it be me?" Qin Hengxuan laughed, thinking the kid really had good taste. It made him a bit embarrassed—after all, he was getting on in years.