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

It is different from the house that the Song family rented.

The Jiang family's house belongs to them.

Although it is very dilapidated, it is very spacious, with six rooms in total.

The old couple lived in one room, the two sons and daughter-in-law each lived in one room, the grandson lived in one room, the granddaughter lived in another room, and the remaining room was a utility room.

"Why did you give her brown sugar? Our family is not living well." Jiang Dafeng was a little unhappy.

"Why, I gave you something, and you still have to point fingers? Look at what you're doing. Mom didn't give you much. There's more than half of it left, and it all belongs to your wife. Mom is not nice to her. Your wife is talking about her body. She felt uncomfortable, so my mother immediately bought her brown sugar. How much can I buy with the money you gave me? I couldn’t bear to buy more than half of it. Your sister-in-law has given me three grandchildren, and she has never even drank brown sugar. What if you treat me badly? If you are dissatisfied, then separate the family! You take your wife and children to live out!"

Mrs. Chen crossed her arms and got angry.

"Mom, I don't mean that. Even you can't help everyone. Then Mrs. Song is not a good person at first sight. She beats her daughter-in-law at home all day long. She is such a vicious person. If you help her, you might as well help a beggar."

Jiang Dafeng works casually all year round.

Met a lot of people.

Mr. Song, he knew it was not a good thing just by looking at it.

But Chen didn't believe it.

"Okay, okay, do you have a good person in your mouth? The one who was beaten was not her daughter-in-law, but a concubine. She was misbehaving and was trying to get along with others, so shouldn't she be beaten? That person has been driven away by the Song family, so why not? Yes, Ms. Song borrowed our family's wooden cart and immediately brought an egg over. She was so poor. She also knew that a favor should be repaid. She only had two eggs at home, and she even gave half of it to our family. Mother What’s wrong with giving me some brown sugar?”

Ms. Chen didn’t want to quarrel with her youngest son.

After explaining she went back to the house.

"Hey--"

Jiang Dafeng looked at his mother's back and sighed deeply.

A large part of the reason why his family is poor is his mother, who has loved helping people since he was sensible.

Even though the family can't even afford meat, they always like to give food away.

Who among the people in the alley has never eaten his food...

Jiang Dafeng slapped his shoulders.

He and his eldest brother were almost exhausted from carrying sandbags every day.

But my family is still extremely poor after all these years.

Jiang Dafeng shook his head helplessly. He walked to the kitchen and took the remaining brown sugar into his room.

Locked up.

"I heard what you just said to mother, Dafeng, how about we move out?"

Jiang Dafeng's daughter-in-law asked cautiously.

"I think so too, but if our family is separated, where will we live? Renting a house also requires money. Mom has not saved even a tael of silver for so many years, and dad listens to mother's words. Even if our family is separated, we will have to live there. I can't get any money, and the little money I have saved has been given to my mother to buy brown sugar. That's it. Let's just live there. What else can I do? When I go out tomorrow, I will discuss it with my eldest brother. We concealed our wages and paid only half, and we kept the rest ourselves. When we have enough, we will split up."

Jiang Dafeng sat beside the bed, feeling a little distressed as he looked at his pale-faced wife.

After the two got married, their relationship has been very good.

When his wife gave birth to her youngest son, she had a difficult delivery and almost didn't survive. As a result, she suffered from the disease and was unhappy all year round.

"Who is your eldest brother? He is so stupid and filial! It's not like you don't know, Dafeng, you can find a job by yourself in the future and don't go with your eldest brother. Your mother is always like this. Our son won't be able to marry a wife in the future, so just be For the sake of your son, okay? You can secretly save some money for him and your daughter. It’s already eleven this year. She will get married in a few years, so she has to give her some dowry. With my body, I know in my heart that I won’t live long. ”

Yun said weakly.

"Okay, I promise you, I will find work by myself tomorrow. I heard that there is a house on the street that needs to be renovated. I happen to know some carpentry work. I will ask tomorrow, Qian'er, your health will be better. I will work hard to make more money. Then I will buy you meat every day and buy a ewe. I heard that goat's milk is the most nourishing. If you drink a bowl every day, your body will be restored. Don't say those depressing words. How old is A Tong? You still have to live until your grandson is born."

When Jiang Dafeng was a child, he played well with the children of a carpenter's family in the town. Whenever he went to play with him, he would secretly watch the carpenter doing carpentry, so he learned a little bit about it, but it was only superficial. He could simply make bowls. Ah, wooden chopsticks, etc. The more complicated ones are just round stools. He knows nothing about the complicated mortise and tenon craftsmanship and carving patterns.

So I can only reduce myself to carrying sandbags.

Jiang Dafeng held Yun's hand tightly and promised her a bright future.

"Well, I will live well."

Yun leaned on Jiang Dafeng's shoulder and shed two tears.

Tears streaked across my cheeks, which were very hot.

"Son, drink some brown sugar water, sweeten your mouth." The He family at this moment.

Mrs. Song made a bowl of brown sugar water, drank half of the bowl herself, and then brought the remaining half to He Tian's bedside and fed it to him.

"If you don't want to drink, give it to Jiao'er." He Tian turned his head.

He is now worse off than dead.

The only hope was placed on Jiaoer's belly.

As long as she gives birth to a son, the He family will have a chance to turn around.

Although He Tian doesn't like reading, he knows a lot of words.

After arriving home, it only took him one stick of incense to figure it out.

Waiting for my son to be born.

He taught his son how to read.

When they moved, he saw that his mother secretly brought a few books with her, including the Three-Character Classic and the Thousand-Character Classic for enlightenment, as well as three story books.

Although they are all handwritten books and are a bit shabby, they are worth some money if sold. He Tian only plans to keep two enlightenment books, and the remaining notebooks will be sold later to send his son to school.

"Mom, put away the books you brought out. When my son turns two years old, I will help him enlighten him."

I heard my son say this.

Song agreed repeatedly.

"Okay, okay, this is my son. You have finally figured it out. Don't worry, Mom will definitely hide those books. Those books were all read by you when you were a child. Mom spent a lot of money to buy them."

Song felt a little pity.

There were officials watching, so she couldn't take much.

There are five or six books in my son's bedroom.

One copy can be sold for three ounces of money.

There was a lot of money, but Mr. Song still guessed at the shortfall.

Books here, even manuscripts, are very expensive.

Therefore, the family conditions of people who can read are not too bad. The cheapest used book for enlightenment can be sold for four ounces.

It is enough for poor farmers to chew for several months.

It's a coincidence.

Those thugs were illiterate and naturally didn't know the value of books, so they searched the He family.

When I saw a worn-out book, I thought it was worthless, so I threw it in the cabinet without even looking at it.

Otherwise, how could these books still exist today?

"Mom, make me a bowl of brown sugar water."