Farming: I dressed up as a widow and beat my parents-in-law violently

"Ah-ah-"

The silver was a bit heavy, which made Tuanzi very dissatisfied. She screamed twice, and then she clenched her fleshy hand into a fist and hit Zuo Li's cheek.

"Oh, you are not afraid of me. Why, you are not satisfied with this gift. When your uncle Zuo earns some silver, he will exchange it for gold for you!"

The baby's hands are as if they have no bones, and it won't hurt no matter how hard you hit them.

Zuo Li was so curious that he touched Tuanzi's fleshy face through the soft cloth, very carefully.

"Ah-"

Tuanzi barked twice more, seeming to protest.

"It's so cute, I want to steal it home. Aunt Yan, if you don't want to take your granddaughter someday, leave it to me and I will take care of it for you for two days."

"Haha, okay, I'll take it to you when Tuanzi can walk. Don't bother her then." Yan Xia responded to him with a hearty laugh.

"It's too late to like her, so why would she dislike her? Your name is Tuanzi, right? Uncle Zuo will wait for you to grow up. When the time comes, Uncle Zuo will carry you to patrol the streets and make you look awesome."

Zuo Li touched Tuanzi's little fleshy face again, this time without a cloth.

His hands were rough.

Tuanzi's face was so tender that Zuo Li felt like he was touching a piece of extremely soft tofu.

For fear of being damaged.

He quickly retracted his hand.

"Ah, why don't Tuanzi scream? Do you also want to ride on your uncle Zuo's head in awe? This little naughty devil is quite weird." Yan Xia took Tuanzi from the nanny's arms and gently He pinched her little face and cursed with a smile.

"Xiao Li, don't just stand around. Go and sit inside. Someone, please take the Zuo Yamen down and take a seat. Don't forget to pour tea!" Yan Xia ordered the concierge.

Zuo Li was welcomed in.

There was an endless stream of guests.

Yan Xia felt like her face was frozen with laughter. The guests who came today included regular customers of the shop, new friends, and acquaintances from the village. They filled the entire front yard.

Not only that, the magistrate's wife also sent someone to deliver a gift.

It gave Yan Xia enough face.

From the front door of Yan Mansion, you can just see the twin bridges at the top of the city.

There was a woman standing on the bridge, holding a child in her arms, selling dried wild mushrooms and wild fruits, but these two items were so common that no one bought them.

It was almost noon.

The sun was getting hotter and hotter, and the woman was sweating profusely. She was leaning on the bridge with her child in her arms, her body shaky.

But in order to make a living, she gritted her teeth and endured.

"Sell, sell dried wild mushrooms, sell wild fruits, sell them cheaply -" the woman blushed and finally shouted.

But the pedestrians passing by just glanced at her without stopping.

The child in her arms groaned and cried.

The woman was tired and hot. She looked around.

But he looked at Xiao He who was standing at the gate of Yan Mansion.

"Mom, that seems to be Zhao Yuefang."

Xiao He said to Yan Xia.

"Well, it is indeed her. Why is she still standing on the bridge with her child on such a hot day? It seems like she is selling something."

Yan Xia looked in the direction Xiao He pointed, and she frowned slightly. Didn't she give Zhao Yuefang one tael of silver before, and also put twenty kilograms of rice in it? Why did she still take her child and stand under the scorching sun to sell things on a hot day? No money to use? Forget it, she's not her daughter-in-law. If she can control others for a while, how can she control her for a lifetime?

To save the urgent but not the poor, Yan Xia didn't want to get involved this time. "Forget it, ignore her, let's go in, we're going to eat soon." After saying that, she looked away and stopped looking.

"Okay, mother, you go in first, I'll be right back."

Yan Xia nodded and went in first, but Xiao He whispered a few instructions to the maid beside him.

Zhao Yuefang was stunned on the bridge. The sweat on her face fell to her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and licked it. It was very salty.

They were both from the same village. She was dressed in rags like a beggar. She was about to faint from the sun. She didn't even sell a single coin. However, Shi Xiaohe, who married Jin Fu, was dressed gorgeously, as if she were a daughter-in-law. The eldest lady, she didn’t even dare to take a closer look.

There was only a road separating the two, but Zhao Yuefang felt that there was an eight thousand miles difference between them.

She looked away, lowered her head, and continued selling.

"Selling dried wild mushrooms and wild fruits. They are sold cheaply. Each bag only costs one copper plate——"

The sound is as low as the sound of a mosquito.

The son in his arms had cried himself to sleep.

"I want all of this. It's too hot. You'd better not hold your child in the sun."

Suddenly, a girl with a bun in a bun stood in front of Zhao Yuefang. She had round eyes and bulging cheeks. She looked like she was used to eating good food. She was a little fat, but not ugly.

There are two dimples when she smiles, and she looks very blessed.

"Really? You want them all? Thank you, girl, thank you. These will be your twenty coppers in total."

In front of Zhao Yuefang's feet was a backpack containing packages of dried wild mushrooms and wild fruits wrapped in leaves.

Twenty-one packs in total.

She wiped out a zero.

"I don't have any scraps of copper. I'll give these to you. It's too hot, so don't bring your children out to suffer. Now, just accept it. I took the things, and forget about this bamboo basket, otherwise I won't be able to take it. .”

She handed Zhao Yuefang a piece of silver, about half a tael.

After saying that, he carried the bamboo basket and left.

Only then did Zhao Yuefang react. She turned around anxiously and wanted to call out to the girl.

But he saw the girl walking to the door of Yan Mansion, saying a few words to Shi Xiaohe, and then the two of them went in together.

Zhao Yuefang is not stupid.

She squeezed the broken silver in her hand, biting her lower lip until it turned white.

"Wow wow wow -" The son in her arms cried loudly, making the people at the stall next to her look at her.

Zhao Yuefang was a little shy. She took her child off the bridge and left quickly.

While walking, he was coaxing his son.

"Aoao——"

"My dear son, don't cry. Mom will feed you milk right away. Oh, don't cry, my dear son——"

Zhao Yuefang found an empty alley and walked in.

She squatted on the ground leaning against the wall, untied the rope from her clothes, lifted them up and breastfed her son.

It wasn't until both sides were drained of milk that she put on her clothes and stood up again.

The family's money had long been spent. Not long ago, her son fell ill and she spent all the money Yan Xia gave her.

Not only that, half of the rice was sold and left.

She replaced the remaining rice with cheap and plentiful brown rice.

This way you can eat it longer.

Her son could eat and grow fat. If she didn't eat more, there would be no milk for her son to drink. So she would take her son to the mountains every day to collect mushrooms and wild vegetables, because the mountains were bought by Yan Xia.

She could only go to the mountains outside the village to look for it.

Yesterday, she was lucky and came across a wild fruit tree. She picked many of them back.

Before dawn today, I rushed to the town with my son in my arms and a bamboo basket on my back.

Because I have no money, I just rely on my legs to walk.

It was already morning by then.

Just to sell some money and buy a piece of meat to supplement it.

She almost ran out of milk after eating wild vegetable porridge every day, and her son was so hungry that he cried every night.