The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

It was like a fish that had just come ashore, with its mouth open, feeling like it was about to suffocate.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

When the door curtain was lifted, the old lady felt much better and could breathe again.

It's really stuffy inside the tent, like a steamer. You'll get steamed to death if you sleep in it. But it works if the door curtain is open.

"It's a bit stuffy, don't cover yourself so tightly, it's just right to leave it open like this."

The eldest daughter-in-law quickly fixed the door curtain. Seeing that her mother-in-law was sweating profusely, she must be feeling uncomfortable. She didn't have time to find a cloth, so she just used her sleeves to wipe the sweat off her face.

I felt a little better and my breathing became smoother.

My mind gradually becomes clearer.

"Has the second brother gone?"

"He's gone, and he hasn't come back yet."

The eldest daughter-in-law saw that sweat was constantly oozing out of her mother-in-law's head, thinking that she must be thirsty, so she went to get her some water to drink, and then went to see if she could pick up some palm-sized leaves to use as a fan for her.

The old lady regretted asking the second son for a tent. It was not comfortable to live here. It was really stuffy and hot. It would be better to rest outside. She would sweat as soon as she slept. She couldn't close the curtain, otherwise she would feel suffocated.

Without the curtains, all the mosquitoes came in and it was no different from being outside. I really can't enjoy this thing. Maybe it would be more useful when it's cooler.

The old lady originally wanted to ask the eldest son's wife to call the second son back, otherwise the tent would not be used anymore and she would let them use the tent and she would sleep outside.

But it is a difficult decision whether to give one tent to the eldest son's family or the second son's family. I really don't want to worry about so many things in my current health. It depends on his ability whether he can get it back or not. If he gets it back, each family will get one. If not, we will deal with it later.

The second brother walked slowly here, wondering if he could meet a yamen runner, and soon he saw someone.

However, since he was wearing an official uniform, some people did not dare to approach him and talk to him, as they felt that my mother's request was indeed unreasonable.

But if you ask around, there should be no problem.

He smiled flatteringly, nodded and bowed as he went over there.

"Guan Ye."

When the bailiff saw that he had a sly look and was acting in a flattering manner, he had an idea in his mind.

"what's up?"

"I just want to ask you something. There are so few tents and there are so many people in the village. I'm afraid they are not enough. If we use them now, what will happen to the people behind us?"

Having been a yamen runner for so many years, I thought I was good at judging people. He has a pointed face and a selfish appearance, but he actually considers others. Could it be that I have misjudged him sometimes?

"There are only so many tents. We can't have more. I remember there was an old lady with a bad leg in your family, right?"

The second brother recalled that he had not seen him on the boat just now, but he might have seen him once after getting off the boat. He was worthy of being a yamen runner. He remembered him so clearly after seeing him once. He did not have this ability.

"Yes, you have a very good memory."

The bailiff sat on a higher stone, put his foot on his other leg, and patted the dust off his trousers with his hands.

"Hey, the main thing is that your old lady can't make people forget it even if she wants to."

The second brother smiled and said, "That's true."

My mother is really famous. Even the yamen runners who just met her were impressed by her and couldn't help but admit defeat.

"Tents are for people in need. I gave them to you because you have an old lady in your family who is very old and has poor legs and feet."

There aren't many people coming here now, so I still have time to chat with him, otherwise there's no point in staying here.

"It's not whoever comes first gets a tent. Even though those who came with you also have tents, they are only temporary. When the people behind you come, if they need it, we have to drive them away."

So that's how it is. Fortunately I didn't really ask for it, because I really wouldn't have been able to get one. There are many elderly people or people with health problems in the village, so it's already good enough to have one.

"Let me tell you, the tent is actually not very comfortable to use now. It's stuffy and it can only keep out the rain. If it's not raining, it's still nice to be outside."

The second brother bowed. He didn't expect that this bailiff was quite talkative. He was not like the others who looked fierce and difficult to approach.

"Thank you."

In this way, the matter can be resolved. If it is indeed impossible to get it, listen to the words of the yamen runners, then just live outside. It is better than living in the mountains anyway.

I looked up at the weather. The sky was clear without a single cloud, so it shouldn't rain.

I felt relieved. I always felt scared about dealing with these people before, but now it doesn't seem that difficult. I must have been overthinking it.

In that case, maybe you can find a tent to live in for a while, experience the environment, and then give it to others when they come?

I have never lived here in my life. It would be a shame to let this opportunity go.

When I returned to my mother's place, I saw that the curtain of the tent was open and I was a little confused. What happened?

I peeked inside and saw my sister-in-law wiping the sweat off my mother's head while fanning her with a leaf as big as her palm.

I don’t know if my mother is like this because she is feeling uncomfortable or because it is hot.

The eldest son's wife heard the noise and turned around. She found that it was the second son, so she whispered in his mother's ear: "The second son is back."

I hadn't fallen asleep to begin with, so I opened my eyes and looked outside. It was indeed the second brother, coming back quite quickly.

"Tell me what's going on."

The second child stuck his head into the tent and felt that it was indeed different inside and outside. Even though it was open, it was still stuffy. After all, there were two people in the tent, and it was such a small place, it would be strange if it wasn't stuffy. Suddenly, he didn't want to experience other tents. He really couldn't stay there for a while.

"Mom, you're not asleep."

The old lady felt a little weak. She opened her eyes but closed them again after a while.

"I can't sleep. It's too hot. I can't breathe."

The second brother retracted his head, it was simply unbearable inside. There were two people in such a small place. He didn't know what the eldest sister-in-law was thinking, she seemed to have good intentions.

It's better to come out. If I come out, my mother probably won't want to do so. Otherwise, she would have asked someone to carry her out long ago. She must have thought that living in a tent made her superior to others, so she endured it and didn't say anything.

"I went to ask the yamen runners, and they said there were no extra rooms. When the people behind arrived, there wouldn't be enough rooms. Only the elderly and those in poor health were allowed to move in, and everyone else stayed outside."

This was all expected. The old lady didn't react too much, nor did she dare to react too much, for fear that she would get too excited and go crazy again.

"Mom, why don't you come out? It's too stuffy in there. I'm afraid you'll get sick. Wait until it's cooler at night before going back in. Then my brother and I can carry you out."

The old lady nodded. She really couldn't bear it anymore. The water she just drank turned into sweat.

The eldest and the second oldest carried the person out and put him outside.