Imp or King Yama, Whos Hard To Deal With
Idlers Note: Im going to try to see if I can manage 3 chapters a week on a regular basis but again, I cant guarantee it right now. Ill see if I can keep up this increased pace although I have to work for a living and will likely need to prioritize that first so I can put food on my table. Hopefully, my translation speed and efficiency will rise with ti so the tentative schedule will be easier to maintain and I will do my best to do releases more often. But again, translating is not my full-ti job right now and only you, the readers, can decide if you want to that possibility so I can devote more ti to translating.
Shiliu was also sent out to do things. After Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan woke up, they discovered that seated by the doorway there was actually another maid servant.
I am really a bit impressed with your Mom [modern] of this lifeti for overseeing the manors affairs, breastfeeding us milk as well as maintaining control over her childrens surrounding situation at all tis. If it were switched to that ti period of ours, she would definitely also be a howling whirlwind[1] of a superwoman.[2] Wang Juan said with a sigh.
That is, you dont even look to see whose Mom she is? In the future, dont keep saying your Mom [modern], your Mom [modern] like thatits like youre insulting people. Follow the local customs[3] and say Dad or Mom. Whos that by the doorway again? Cant assign any more tasks, otherwise there wont be enough people to use in the household.
Zhang Xiaobao looked at the maid servant keeping watch there as another idea erged from his heart. He thought on it before finally overruling it. Seeing that Wang Juan was grumpily looking over here, he smiled as he said: Too used to it, I keep on feeling like Im still that person controlling large-scale organizations, ~ne.
Then, keep reminding yourself from ti to ti, especially when facing outsiders. Lets go. Go to the sand grounds. Lets use the fast recovery rate of a childs body to quickly grab the ti to train.
Once Wang Juans voice fell, the two of them began to kick the mat down to the floor. This was the only way that the both of them could get down by themselves.
Little Mister, you [honorific] are up? Just after kicking down one mat, that maid servant vigilantly walked over.
Dont need you. Well go ourselves. Youre called? Seeing the maid servant stretch out her hand to carry him and Wang Juan, Zhang Xiaobao spoke up to stop her.
In reply to Little Misters words, Im called Xiaohong. Many thanks to Little Mister and Little Miss intercession. From now on, I and Xiaoqi wont ever dare be loose-lipped again. The person calling herself Xiaohong was a bit cautious in her reply.
Oh, youre Xiaohong. Work well at the manor; we wont mistreat you. Quickly, down. Wang Juan said a sentence to Xiaohong before pressing Zhang Xiaobao to roll down first.
Deeply inhaling a breath with both hands protecting the head, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan consecutively rolled on top of the mat on the floor under that flummoxed gaze of Xiaohongs. Xiaohong felt like the ones tumbling down there werent two children but two great boulders that were tightly pressing down on her chest, frightening her until she didnt know what to do.
Go to the kitchen hall to get the water we need. Once you ntion it, theyll understand. Go to the sandy grounds of the backcourt to find us. Rember to bring two or more changes of our clothing.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan ignored the mat on the floor. This kind of matter should be done by Xiaohong. One in front and one in back, they tottered while walking outside.
Gazing at that vanishing silhouette of Little Mister and the Wang Familys Little Miss, Xiaohong blankly stood there. Only after a long while did she react as she used a hand to cover her mouth as she whispered: Not monsters. I dont know anything at all, wont say anything at all.
Trembling, Xiaohong went to the kitchen as ordered. The kitchen had already readied the items. As she carried the water while walking to the back, Xiaohong was still in the middle of a trance. As she walked and walked, she suddenly stopped mid-stride as she said to herself: If Little Mister really is a monster, then wouldnt the future patriarch be a monster? Doesnt seem too bad, ~ah. With a monster as the patriarch, who would still dare to bully the manors people?
In an instant, Xiaohong who had co around to the idea beca happy. She sped up her footsteps to arrive at the sandy grounds in the back here, only to see Little Mister and the Wang Familys Little Miss there, currently holding hands as they walked, ~ne. Nearby under a tree, Old Madam and Old Master were sitting, their faces filled with kind smiling expressions as they watched the two fellows over there ss around.
The proud sun slowly sinking in the west,[4] Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan once again dragged their exhausted bodies back to their own room. Bearing with the aching soreness, they massaged each other once before lying down there to gradually fall asleep.
Mrs. Zhang-Wang had already given the orders these few days, requesting a pig elbow to eat every daythe kind without any salt. For her, for the sake of the children, it seed that there wasnt anything she couldnt endure.
After being breastfed by Mrs. Zhang-Wang, by the ti Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan flopped down there to read the Thousand Character Classic,[5] Erniu and Yingtao had already returned while Shiliu was bringing several people to the market fair there to gather vegetable leaves, foul fish, and rotten shrimp.
Little Mister, the sauce base[6] has been prepped. Making sauce in this season isnt that good. My Mom has said that it can still be madeitll be done after a couple days have passed. The money for the small ceramic jars that were commissioned will be sent over at the sa ti. Only waiting until Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan raised their heads to rest their eyes did Erniu open his mouth to make the report.
Unh, first work on this matter; you pay more attention to it. The items received through trade that arent soybeans, keep a tenth for your family. Transport the rest back to the courtyard. Find a place to store it for . The amount of every item, find a person whos literate to record it and give to .
You also dont need to constantly co here every day. Co once every 2 or 3 days. When you encounter unresolvable matters, you can also co seek out for advice. Rest in the courtyard house tonight. Return tomorrow morning.
Zhang Xiaobao deliberated slightly, after instructing Erniu, he then glanced Yingtao who was standing to the side. Nodding his little head, Yingtao ca forward to say: Little Mister, that kang [bed-stove] that you [honorific] spoke of has already been set and dried. Quite a few chicken eggs have also been purchased. Ive been touching the chicken nests every day. I feel like I can do it.
Properly prepared? This is good, then. Do it according to what I say. Around 20 days later, there will be chicks hatching. Wait for to think on it. Ill describe the matter in detail for you to hear tomorrow. This stuff Im familiar.[7] When you see Shiliu, have her be a bit quicker. Zhang Xiaobao was pensive for a mont before slowly speaking.
When Yingtao had also left, Wang Juan stared at Zhang Xiaobao before suddenly smiling: Even thought you really knew of everything. So you were actually insecure. You familiar with it? Why were you so unconfident when speaking of it?
Cant say Im unfamiliar. Yingtao had already grasped the temperature so what she needs is for to give her confidence. Being in power isnt easy, ~ah. Zhang Xiaobao smacked his lips, continuing to read after he finished speaking. This wasnt simply reading but also morizing.
Wang Juan didnt say anything more at the mont as her eyes looked straight at the characters with too many brush strokes.[8] Only after a while did she speak: Actually, living isnt that easy. Who even knows what tomorrow will be like? Natural catastrophes, man-made disastersif they cant be avoided, then confront them. What do you want to use that stuff for?
Wang Juans tendency for ntal leaps was a bit strongershe had been lanting previously and then, with a switch in topic, had gone elsewhere.
Rewards. From now on, the money made will be even greater and be subject to the suspicions of other people. I may not have the inclination to oversee the internal affairs. Right now, consolidating the hearts of the people is needed. My request is that the two manors of the Zhang and Wang families must be like a monolithic iron block. Its good that there are people to help out. Zhang Xiaobao said as he flipped a page.
Wang Juan flipped it back as she hadnt finished reading it, ~ne: Still short two linesnot used to reading the vertical version.[9] Who did you say was helping?
Song Jing-gong, that swindler. We can get a sum of money from him. Read quickly. Read a page and then, sleep. Zhang Xiaobao yawned as he spoke.
It was another brilliantly sunny day and the early morning breeze still carried a bit of coolness; the chirping of the birds were like the sunlight passing through the gaps in the foliage as their presence could be sensed only inadvertently. The little kids and idle adults with nothing to do were all at ho flipping over the firewood piles as they dug out the decayed stuff from underneath to carefully heap it up to the side as they awaited the arrival of the people from the manor to trade for it.
Song Jing-gong didnt return yesterday and had randomly found a household of the manor to request lodging with. Ordinarily, with a philanthropist like him staying for a few nights, the people of the house should have included the food to be taken care of by them without asking for even 1 wen [ (who is known for his fairness, by the way) can be easier to et or deal with than is expected while small-ti peons like the imps subordinate to King Yama (who are prone to bribery or caprice) can be harder to deal with by contrast and their difficulty in being dealt with seems to be an inverse reflection of the pettiness or greatness of their positions.
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