Chapter 130: Regardless of His Intentions, It No Longer Concerns Us

As soon as she entered the room, Liu's father spoke up: "Xue, in a moment, your mother will accompany you on a trip."

Liu Chuxue glanced outside: "No need, this matter cannot be seen in the light; it is better for me to go alone, so as not to be discovered by those with ulterior motives."

Having finished speaking, she also pointed toward the third house.

Liu's mother thought of the sour tone the third brother's wife had used that morning: "Very well, be safe; I will meet you at the fork in a while."

Having finished speaking, she added with a worried expression: "We have prepared nothing; it would not be proper to visit with empty hands."

Liu Chuxue thought of something: "There is still over three jin of white flour at home; Old Yu's younger daughter-in-law has had no milk, and his little grandson is being fed flour paste; nothing is more suitable than gifting white flour."

Liu's mother thought this made sense: "Very well, I will change it to a small cloth bag; it will be more convenient for you to carry."

Having finished speaking, she headed toward the side room.

Only father and daughter remained in the room; Liu's father sighed: "Xue, it is all my fault; I should not have agreed to the marriage arrangement with the Chen family for you. Now that such a thing has happened, although the fault lies with them, it will ultimately affect you."

"Father, do not speak thus; who could have imagined the Chen family was of such character?"

"After this incident occurred, I cannot quite understand: Xiao Laoyezi Chen is such a shrewd person; why did he specifically use his grandson's marriage to repay a debt of gratitude?"

Hearing these words, Liu's father also fell into deep thought. When Xiao Laoyezi Chen of the Chen family first proposed a marriage between the two families back then, Liu's father had not agreed, but the old man had been very insistent, coming twice in a row; unable to refuse, he had finally consented.

But he was merely a dirt-footed peasant; what could the other party possibly seek from him: "Regardless of what his intentions are, it has nothing to do with us anymore; I have wronged you, Father."

He was about to say more when Liu's mother entered carrying a small cloth bag: "I saw your third aunt go to the main house; you should hurry and go."

Liu Chuxue took the cloth bag: "Very well."

Old Yu and his family were outsiders; their home was not far from the new homestead. After leaving the courtyard, Liu Chuxue put the small cloth bag into her space, fearing it would be difficult to explain if she met anyone.

When she arrived at Old Yu's house, she happened to overhear the old couple's conversation: "This little one has a very good appetite, but this small amount of white flour will soon be exhausted; with the lean season approaching, what shall we do?"

"Perhaps we should ask our daughter to think of a way again; see if she can find a milk powder coupon?"

"You speak easily; she has it so difficult in her husband's family; why do you still find trouble for her?"

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

"Forget it; if all else fails, we can mix it with egg custard; anyway, he is already over four months old; it would not be proper to put our daughter in a difficult position."

"Perhaps I should go to other households to see if anyone has white flour to exchange for some?"

"Do not bother; I have already asked more than half the village."

"But the wheat will not be harvested until the end of the month; it is truly worrying."

Liu Chuxue called out from outside the door: "Grandfather Yu."

"Who is it?"

"It is me, the second son of Shanliang's family."

"Ah, girl Liu Chuxue, why have you come so late? Come in quickly."

While speaking, he ushered the person into the room. Seeing the small cloth bag she carried, Old Yu immediately understood: "Girl, have you come for something?"

Liu Chuxue smiled: "I heard that Aunt Hai has had no milk; I obtained some fine grains in the city earlier, and I have brought them over for the little brother as food."

Old Yu's grandmother's eyes lit up at once, but thinking of the martial arts disturbance and recalling the commotion she had heard that morning, she asked directly: "This... do you have something to ask my old man?"

Since the other party had asked so directly, Liu Chuxue naturally found it difficult to beat around the bush; she first placed the small cloth bag on the jar: "Grandfather Yu, I was thinking that work begins tomorrow; what time do you think is suitable?"