Only then did Mrs. Zhao nod. "Alright, let's go."
After the family finished their meal, Zhao Jing went out to borrow an oxcart.
He knew how to drive an oxcart; over the years, he had learned just by watching while riding on Dashan's cart.
Zhao Jing quickly borrowed the oxcart from his uncle, Mr. Zhao, and set off for the county town with the women and children of the family.
They were quite a sight, and when they ran into other villagers on the road, they were inevitably teased. When asked why they were going to the county town, Mrs. Zhao said with a smile, "The New Year is coming. We're going to the county town to buy a few things to celebrate."
"Isn't that a bit early? It's not even the Little New Year yet."
"It's not early at all. We've been in mourning these past few years, so the house is lacking everything. Now that our new daughter-in-law has joined us, we can't have her suffering along with us."
The oxcart had barely left the village when Xu Suying received the news.
