System: The Path of a Mortal Being Stronger Through Being a Mother

Lin Miao entered the main room, and the three members of the Tian family and Wang Sen hurriedly moved the things in the mule cart into the house, and then followed in.

Lin Miao said to the three people from the Tian family: "This is my son. We are just ordinary hunters. You can just call me the boss, and this one is the young boss."

Then he said to Wang Sen, "This is Tian Ergui's family. They will help us from now on. You should call them Uncle Gui and Aunt Gui. The little girl is Tian Tian."

After hearing this, Wang Sen suppressed his surprise that he had a servant.

He nodded hurriedly: In the past, he could still serve his mother and please her, but in the future, with three people competing with him for work, he cannot appear useless. Humph, anyway, he has to follow his mother to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks.

Lin Miao thought for a moment and assigned tasks: "Ergui and Wang Sen will take turns driving the cart from now on. No one should be left alone at home. Keep the gate of the courtyard tight and don't let in any cats or dogs like you did today."

"Tian Er's wife is responsible for the kitchen affairs. She can do some needlework when she has nothing to do. There will be three dishes and one soup for lunch and dinner. It is enough for several of us. You can keep the account to know what dishes we eat every day and what we need to buy. I will leave some money for you. If it is not enough, you can ask me for more. As long as you are diligent and hardworking, and keep your mouth shut outside."

"Even if we buy land in the future, we will find someone to farm it. I don't have the patience to worry about these things. Tian Tian, ​​just do odd jobs for the time being and learn slowly. I will give you three 400 coins pocket money every month. That's it for now, and I'll talk to you later if I think of anything else."

The three members of the Tian family nodded excitedly: The boss seems to be a nice person. Although we live in the countryside, as long as life is comfortable, it doesn't matter where we live.

These servants who were indentured to death did not receive any monthly wages. They would only receive some rewards if they did a good job occasionally, but the rewards were not much.

Besides, servants couldn’t possibly eat several dishes. They were lucky to have fine grains twice a month, and they never got to eat meat.

The three of them happily went to pack up. Tian Ergui consciously went to feed the mule water and fodder. While Tian Er's wife helped the girl pack her things, she thought: I have to show off my skills tonight to satisfy my boss.

In fact, the three of them didn't have much to pack. They had a little private property from their former master, and they had also saved up some clothes and other things. When they were sold, they were not allowed to take anything away except the clothes on their bodies.

Sometimes Tian Er's wife thought: The old boss is so harsh to people, no wonder he couldn't keep his only son.

Lin Miao saw that the three members of the Tian family were all busy, but Wang Sen followed her eagerly like an abandoned big dog. How could she not see his little thoughts?

Lin Miao laughed and scolded: "If you don't tell me what it is, no one will rush to tell you."

In fact, she felt that Wang Sen was quite smart. When the family was divided, he knew that he couldn't support himself, so he just stayed with her. Maybe he couldn't bear to leave his mother? Haha, who knows, that's not important.

Wang Sen was usually quite good at speaking, but at this moment he suddenly stuttered: "Mom, mom, um, they all have pocket money..."

Lin Miao was amused by his embarrassing look: "Okay, you'll be good in the future, I'll give you 1 tael of silver every month, you can save it to get married in the future, but if I find out that you use the silver to do bad things, or betray your mother when you encounter trouble, I won't be polite just because you are my son."

After saying that, she squeezed her hands.

What kind of warm education, what kind of ideological education, for this teenager whose personality has already been formed, the stick and the stick are the most effective.

Wang Sen was hit by a huge surprise. One tael of silver, one tael of silver. He had never seen so much money before.

Let me put it this way, throughout that year, he lived and ate at home, so why should he spend money? Wouldn't it be better to save it?

What, betraying your own mother? She is your mother, and the one who provides you with food and clothing. How could I do anything bad to her? It is only when she is well that I am well. Hehe, I am really smart.

Lin Miao felt that it was really unbearable to look at his expression, so she decided to just ignore it.

He said to him, "Go do your own thing and stop getting in the way. Although Tian Ergui is a servant, he has been in a wealthy family in the county. You should be more sensible and learn to be more considerate. It is better to rely on yourself than on others. Do you think your mother can always protect you? You have to have your own abilities to be more confident."

Wang Sen listened and smiled flatteringly: "Mom, you must live a long life, and your son must learn skills to be filial to you."

Lin Miao shook her head and walked away, thinking to herself, I don’t know whether you are filial to me or relying on me.

Their family was busy and happy, not to mention how miserable Lin Qiaoru and Lin Qiaomei were.

I wanted to take advantage of someone, but ended up getting beaten.

Not to mention, that lunatic Lin Miao also asked them to provide food.

Everyone along the way had their own ulterior motives. The two men had decided not to provide the food, but maybe the other party would?

Besides, if I don't send food to you, will that crazy woman really come to my house? No way, right?

I don't believe she would dare to act so arrogantly in someone else's house. Thinking of this, they all went back home.

How could the two in-laws agree to give out food? They just said that Lin Miao didn't dare to come and scolded Lin Qiaoru and her sister.

Lin Miao was very happy. It was different at home when there was someone doing the work. In the evening, she had three dishes and a soup: braised chicken, carp and cabbage, stir-fried vegetables, and bamboo shoot soup. The color, aroma and taste were really good.

She no longer has to worry about what to eat. In her original world, she had to work around the stove to make sure her children had good food. But now, let it go. It’s time for her to take a break.

Lin Miao was very satisfied with Tian Ersao's craftsmanship.

She also knew the difference between master and servant, so she did not eat at the same table with the three members of the Tian family. She left enough food for herself and Wang Sen, and let them eat the rest in their own room.

There has to be a distinction between superiors and subordinates. Being too close will cause them to lose their sense of boundaries, and it will be difficult for them to get along in the future, after all, they are not a real family.

Mrs. Tian was a sensible person. She reserved the best parts of chicken, fish and meat for Lin Miao and the others, and ate the rest for her own family of three, which made the three of them very satisfied.

The three members of the Tian family were content. They ate the same meals as their master, including chicken, fish, and white rice. What else did they want? Even free civilians could not eat so well.

Breakfast is also much richer than before.

Tian Ersao's name was Wang Xiaoqin. She thought she just had to cook and clean, and her husband and daughter would help her, so it wasn't a big deal, so she took the initiative to ask Lin Miao if there was any needlework for her to do.

Lin Miao lamented that there was no entertainment in ancient times, but people were really hardworking.

She took three rolls of fine cotton cloth and one roll of fine plain silk and gave them to Tian Ersao, saying, "I think the colors of these three rolls of cloth are okay. Make some clothes for you, your husband, and your daughter. Use this silk to make some underwear for me. Don't worry, just take your time."

She and Wang Sen had already bought several sets of ready-made outerwear made of fine cotton, which was enough for them to wear, so they could wait a few days before making any plans.

Mrs. Tian took the call, asked for a ruler to measure Lin Miao's body, and then went to work.

Lin Miao was bored, so she said hello and told them they didn't have to wait for her if she didn't come back at noon, then she carried a backpack and went up the mountain.

Because she had to go up the mountain frequently, she wore outer clothes made of fine cotton, which was the most comfortable. It was not as strong as linen, but it was comfortable to wear and more suitable for wearing in the countryside than silk.

After the autumn harvest, many people went to the mountains to look for things. Lin Miao also knew that it would be difficult to gain anything in this situation. She had important things to do today and did not go hunting.

Several women from the village came over.

Now that Lin Miao's family life has changed dramatically, naturally more people want to make friends with her. This is human nature, and she doesn't mind it.

Several people took the initiative to greet Lin Miao. Lin Miao listened and felt that they were trying to find out something.

Later, a kind sister-in-law told her: "Some villagers are talking about how powerful you are all of a sudden. Are you possessed by some mountain spirit or wild monster?"

Another person said, "These people are really good at talking nonsense. I heard from Hunter Zheng that the last time you participated in the county's hunting, you didn't have any real hunting skills, you didn't know anything, you just had some stupid strength."

Hahaha, he even said that you robbed him of his good luck, that good prey should have been his. Tell me, this guy is really like that, the things in this mountain are not whoever encounters them, they belong to him? But he is so domineering, huh. "

Lin Miao's eyes were full of meaning. This Hunter Zheng...