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Chapter 120: Chapter 120: Servant of Wei Residence_l

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When the group returned home, Jiang Quan began to count the money and divide it up.

Yet his three sisters were not interested in his little bit of money, directly telling him to keep it.

Although Jiang Quan was somewhat disappointed, no one could resist money. It was more than five hundred coins, which could buy a lot of things. Well, if they didn’t want it, all the better, it would save for himself.

In the afternoon, Yingbao took Dalu to the pond for water and a stroll.

In the summer heat, people usually do their activities in the early morning or late afternoon. Some are hoeing in the field, others are making adobe bricks, and some are carrying shovels to irrigate the rice fields.

Recently, South Slope had been bustling, with several families planning to build houses here.

Like Chen Zhu from the Tang family, brothers Li Dayong and Li Eryong, and Chen Yin, the second son of Chen Sanyou.

As soon as they had time, they would come to South Slope to make adobe bricks and chop bamboo. Some of them had already laid the foundation, just waiting for the bricks to be delivered from the brickyard, and then they will start construction of their houses.

Suddenly, a group of men on horses charged directly towards them. Some of them even pulled out their bows on horseback, aiming at Youyou.

Yingbao was startled and quickly urged Youyou to run back home.

Startled, Youyou sped home as fast as her legs could carry her.

Yingbao followed closely behind, occasionally glancing back.

Luckily, she and Youyou were not within the range of the arrows. Even if these people urged their horses to chase wildly, they couldn’t catch up with the hardy Youyou.

Upon reaching home, Yingbao immediately shut the door and shouted, “Dad! Mom! There are bad guys!”

Jiang Erlang and Chunniang heard the shouts and came out to see several horse-riding guards surrounding their front door, making them frown, “Who are you? What do you want to do?”

One of the guards demanded, “Just now a deer ran into your house. Hurry up and drive it out!”

“That’s our family’s deer. Are you trying to plunder the people’s property?” Jiang Erlang said coldly.

The leading guard raised his eyebrow, rebutted contemptuously, “Just because you say it’s yours, it’s yours? Get out of the way. I’m going in to catch the deer.”

Jiang Erlang pulled out a trident from the side of the gate. “Let’s see who dares to intrude on my property!”

At this point, brothers Jiang Cheng, Jiang Erlang, and Jiang Quan also came out, each holding tools such as shovels, tridents, and wooden sticks as weapons. They angrily shouted, “Who are you? What do you want to do?”

Seeing so many men coming out made them hesitate slightly. One of them whispered, “Forget it. We just arrived here. We should avoid conflicts with the locals. If the eldest young master gets to know about it, we won’t be able to explain. ”

Another one added, “What’s there to be afraid of? We are guards for the young master. What’s wrong with hunting deer in the mountains?”

“But that’s a deer raised by the villagers.” Some didn’t want to stir up trouble The leading guard snorted coldly, “We’ll buy it off them for a few dozen coins.

They dare not say anything.”

At this moment, three more horses arrived, one of them carrying a six or seven-year-old boy.

The boy pulled the reins haughtily and asked, “What are you doing surrounding someone’s house instead of hunting?”

“Young Master.” The leading guard greeted with a salute, “We were interested in a deer, but these arrogant villagers have hidden it in their courtyard.”

Yingbao angrily shouted, “That’s our family’s deer!”

Seeing that it was the little girl he had met in the market, the boy’s eyes lit up.

Seeing her standing with her hands on her waist, glaring at them, he asked,

“Are you trying to steal someone’s deer?”

The leading guard hesitated before attempting to defend himself, “Young Master, the deer is a creature of the wilderness. How is it theirs? These insolent villagers are taking advantage of your youth…”

Before he could even finish his sentence, the boy cracked a whip across his face.

The boy angrily said, “Get out of here! Don’t follow me anymore!” He hated being referred to as young.

Though humiliated, the leading guard still responded, “As you wish, young master,” and backed his horse away.

The boy turned back to Yingbao and nodded, “Don’t be angry. My guards were rude. They won’t take your deer.”

After a pause, he added, “So, you live here.”

Jiang Erlang stepped in front of his daughter and coldly said, “Our humble household isn’t suitable for a young master. We won’t invite you in.”

He told Chunniang to take his daughter back to the yard and close the gate, while he stayed outside to deal with these people.

After a while, the group finally rode away.

Jiang Cheng and Jiang Erlang asked what happened. Yingbao: “They just tried to hunt Youyou.”

“Who are they? How dare they be so outrageous?”

Jiang Erlang had spent the whole morning making snacks at home with his new bride, preparing for the visit to the bride’s home the next day. He had no idea that Old Chen from West Village had returned from Prefecture City, bringing with him a large group of people.

“They were brought back by the Chen Family from West Village, it’s said that they are people from the Wei Family in Prefecture City,” Yingbao explained. “The Wei Family from Prefecture City? What do they want here?”

In this poor mountain village, it was rare to have nobility visiting. Jiang Erlang had been alive for more than thirty years and this was the first time he had encountered so many neatly dressed horse guards.

Jiang Sanlang shook his head: “I don’t know, but these men are definitely former servants of Old Chen’s master.’

His family had a grudge with Old Chen’s family – this was a given. Chen might just use those servants to seek revenge against his family.

“Elder brother and second brother, don’t let Dani, Erni, Yuanbao, and Huzi wander off these days. We have to guard against this group,” Jiang Sanlang said.

Jiang Erlang and Jiang Dalang nodded, “Don’t worry, we have our plans.”

Jiang Dalang turned to ask his younger brother: “Aren’t you taking your sister and siblings to the county tomorrow? Erni and Huzi are not going, right?” “Um, Yanru and I can go.”

“Then let Erni and Huzi stay at my house, I’ll let Dacheng look after them,” Jiang Dalang said.

Jiang Erlang: “Alright.”

Yingbao knew from that book why these people came here, but she couldn’t tell her parents.

So she had to go to the county to talk to Wu Daozi. “Uncle, I want to go to the county with you tomorrow. I promised Magistrate Wu to bring him some Jiner.”

Jiang Erlang nodded: “Alright, we should also thank Magistrate Wu properly.”

“Baobao, does daddy go too?” Jiang Sanlang was a little apprehensive about letting his daughter go alone.

Yingbao: “No need, Uncle and I will be fine.”

It would be inconvenient to talk with too many people, so it was better not to bring her father along.

The next day, Yingbao got up early to wash and clean herself, and also packed a bamboo basket with quite a few things.

After eating the chicken noodle soup that her mother had cooked, Yingbao climbed onto the mule cart and sat down next to her Aunt Yanru.

Jiang Erlang flicked the reins and drove the mule cart onto the road.

Yanru loved the little baby she held in her arms, and seeing Yingbao’s hair was carelessly tied, she wanted to comb it again and braid it properly.

Yingbao’s hair was much thicker than when she was a child, and it had grown considerably, barely manageable to style into an ornate bun.

Yanru took out her make-up box and took two pink ribbons to braid into her niece’s hair. She intricately twirled and wrapped, combing Yingbao’s hair into two beautiful hanging bun hairstyles and stuck two blue beaded flowers on each side.

Holding up the bronze mirror for Yingbao to see, she smiled and asked, “Do you like it?”

Yingbao blinked, somewhat unable to believe that the little figure in the mirror was her, she nodded: “It’s beautiful.’

For the first time, she felt that she looked so beautiful, she couldn’t help but touch the ribbons hanging from her hair buns, her eyes curved into crescents.

“Aunt you braid so beautifully.” Yingbao was generous with her compliments:

“I’ve never seen it before.’

In fact, she had seen more intricate and beautiful updos in her past life, but that was in the past.

Yanru laughed and gently touched Yingbao’s little nose, “It’s because Baobao is so pretty, any hairstyle suits you.”

Yingbao narrowed her eyes and nodded vigorously: “Yes, Aunt is beautiful too.”

Now, Yanru was indeed beautiful, glowing with a vibrant energy, much more beautiful than when she first met her.

Yanru giggled, took out some Whitening Skin Cream, and started applying it to Yingbao’s face.

“This Whitening Skin Cream is homemade by me, give it a try and see if it’s comfortable?”

Yingbao nodded, letting Yanru handle her freely, asking from time to time about how to make the Whitening Skin Cream and rouge.

Yanru seemed to know everything, talking to her all the way about how to make rouge and powder, and how to mix Whitening Skin Cream.

Yingbao listened with great interest, deciding to plant more flowers in the future to try making her rouge and powder..

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