Chapter-39: the room filled with children crying
Once the house was searched, the servants were sold off, and the mistresses had no choice but to be exiled with them. They were already exhausted from the torture, and they felt so regretful that they wished they had been sold off.
Old lady Lark's eyes were red as she took out twenty coins of silver notes from her bosom and said, "Zaman, go find the official and make arrangements." Zaman Lark nodded slightly, took the banknote and left.
The atmosphere in the room was tense. Apart from the crying and shouting, there was also the sound of Old Lady Lark cursing. She cursed the second wife for being unfilial, cursed Wendy Lark for being vicious and cruel, and cursed her for not wanting a good death.
The worse it sounds the better they felt. Everyone was tired and hungry, their bodies ached, and they just wanted to fall asleep after eating. They looked dull and didn't have the energy to agree.
They have been walking for a whole day and just want to have a good rest, why are it so difficult? Madam Lark looked at her daughter worriedly. Jessica Lark was staring blankly at an unknown place, and her whole body was withering quickly like a dehydrated flower.
Her expression darkened, "Mom, the children are hungry, let them eat something first." Old lady Lark's mind was on her injured youngest son. Upon hearing this, she glared at her and said, "Eat, just eat. You won't die if you skip a meal."
She was so fierce that a little kid started crying, "Uuava…" As soon as he started crying, the other children started crying too, and for a moment the whole place was filled with the shrill howling of children.
Old Madam Lark had a severe headache and called her eldest grandson, "Okay, Zed Lark, take the children to the next bunk bed to eat, don't make trouble here."
"Yes." Zed Lark seemed to be very excited. He couldn't wait to carry His son out, and the others followed quickly. All the grandchildren and great-grandchildren left, even the crying grandchildren from the third room ran away, leaving only the women from the second room.
The dry food sent by relatives and friends had not been finished yet, so two steamed buns and a bowl of hot water for each person were enough. The little kid in his arms looked at him pitifully, "Daddy, I want to eat meat."
"I want to eat too." Zed Lark said lightly, but the money was in the hands of the old lady. After this big change, the old lady attached great importance to money and became extremely stingy. No one could take money from her.
She was even unwilling to spend more money to live in a good house. You can't just rob it. Everyone else can leave, but Madam Lark cannot, and she has to stay by Old Madam Lark's side.
She cautiously suggested, "Should we buy something, just in case?" Friends and relatives sent dry food, spare clothes and medicine, but no daily necessities.
Old Madam Lark held on to the money and refused to let go. "Why are you in such a hurry? This has just begun. We can talk about it later."
Sander Lark couldn't help but yelled, "Mom, buy a carriage. I can't walk, and the cart is too bumpy. I need a carriage if I want to recover from my injuries." Although mule carts are good, the compartments are too narrow and are not as comfortable as horse carriages.
Old Madam Lark hesitated, "This…. we..."
Third Master Lark cried, "Mom, you are so old, you have to take good care of yourself. No matter how much money you have, it is not as important as life. Mom, your son wants to be filial to you for another hundred years."
These words hit the mark on Old Madam Lark's mind, and she was indeed shaken. Madam Lark took the opportunity to persuade them, "Then buy another one. The children are spoiled and can't stand such a bumpy ride."
Old Madam Lark did not agree immediately. She waited for Zaman Lark to bring the doctor back. The doctor examined her and treated the wound. "The bone is broken. You have to take good care of it. Don't move around."
"Doctor, thank you for your help…." Zaman Lark suddenly had an idea, "I want to buy some medicine from you." Although relatives and friends gave some, how could it be enough for so many people? This is just an ordinary doctor.
There are only some common medicines in his medicine box. It is unknown how effective they are. Old lady Lark couldn't buy too much and only took one pack of each item.
When Zaman Lark was seeing the doctor off, the old lady suddenly suggested buying two carriages, one for each family, to say hello to the official first. As soon as these words were spoken, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Zaman Lark went to see Lord Jeff happily, but Lord Jeff looked at him as if he was a fool. Zaman Lark's heart was beating fast, "Sir is there any problem?" Mr. Jeff shook his head slightly.
It turned out that he had been a high-ranking official for too long and was out of touch with the world. "There is only a horse market in the capital. Where can I buy a carriage in this small town?" Zaman Lark thought that carriages were easy to buy.
There used to be five carriages in the house, two in each room, and the old lady had her own carriage, which was both spacious and comfortable. "That inn should have a carriage. I'll pay double the price for it."
A good horse was worth seventy coins of silver, an average one was worth about fifty coins, and an ordinary carriage was worth ten coins of silver. I asked the shopkeeper and he only had an open donkey cart for carrying goods.
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