After the birth of a woman, the whole family depends on me to bring honor to the family

Song Jushu has also established a firm foothold in the private school. As for the teacher who always whispered in his ears in a sarcastic tone, she had been fired long ago because she embezzled the private school's money. It must be said that she was really bold and she will have to spend the rest of her life in jail.

It is a big taboo to embezzle the money of scholars, and the crime is also very serious. Generally, those who don’t have any background would not dare to touch it.

The weather in August was exceptionally hot, and Mr. Wu's grandson from Kyoto came here to escape the heat and play. The place was heavily guarded by soldiers, which showed that Mr. Wu's family was not a simple one.

This time when he returned home, only Wu Wenxuan accompanied his wet-father and two male servants.

After resting for a day at home, he started to travel around. He was arrogant and a little spoiled, but his skills in house fighting and disguise were inherited from his father.

Wu Wenxuan had been in his hometown for three days. Today, seeing his grandmother rushing out of the house, he asked out of curiosity.

"Grandma, where are you going?"

"Go to the suburbs to check on the situation of the seedlings."

Mr. Wu's real name was Wu He. He was a genuine businessman. Unfortunately, his daughter was very hardworking and passed the imperial examination. She also didn't like running the family grain business, so since no one took over, he had to do it himself.

"I want to go too."

"Nonsense, how can a guy like you go to that place?"

"Grandma, I'm going, I'm going."

So Wu Wenxuan went out wearing a veil. The boys in Kyoto are all brought up to be more polite, to put it bluntly, they are pretentious.

I followed my grandmother and two male servants to the fields, staring at the tadpoles. I was so curious as I had never seen such things before.

Song Yi was carrying freshly harvested grain on her shoulders, weighing almost 100 kilograms. She carried one bag on each shoulder and she didn't seem to be breathing heavily at all.

"Please, make way."

A low voice entered Wu Wenxuan's ears.

Wu Wenxuan looked up curiously, and then he was stunned where he was.

"Please, make way."

"Second Young Master, she asked us to make way!"

Wu Wenxuan came back to his senses, his face flushed with shame. Fortunately he was wearing a veil, otherwise he would have been embarrassed. He then moved away.

Song Yi is really too tall. She has grown to 181cm this year. Wu Wenxuan’s height of 150cm is not enough to look like her.

He looks different with a tan, and she is already handsome and pretty, so a little tan can't cover up her radiance.

Looking at Song Yi's figure with shyness in his eyes, the two male servants looked at each other and then said.

"Sir, the master said you can't mess around. We have better ladies in Kyoto. This country girl is not worthy of you, sir."

"Okay, I know."

That's what you said, but could you please take your eyes away?

He never saw Song Yi again that day. After returning home, he ate his meal slowly, picking at each mouthful, and it was obvious that something was on his mind.

After dinner, Wu He felt that he should ask, otherwise if something happened, he would not be able to explain to his daughter.

"Wenxuan, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at Wu Wenxuan sitting alone in the pavilion, she still asked.

Wu Wenxuan said it reluctantly.

"Grandma, today I met a dark-skinned girl. She was tall and handsome. She...what's her name?"

Looking at her grandson with a shy face, she was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Wenxuan, you have a really good eye! We are not worthy of her, so you should just give up thinking about it!"

Then the smile in his eyes faded.

Wenxuan originally thought that his grandmother would say that the peasant was not worthy of him, but unexpectedly, his grandmother said that he was not worthy of her.

"It's getting late, go and rest quickly!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she left the pavilion.

However, Wu Wenxuan was a somewhat rebellious person. So he secretly went to the fields and farms in the suburbs to spy on Song Yi.

Wu He shook his head, he had to hit a wall before he turned back.

But things are developing in an increasingly outrageous direction.

On this day, the wolfhound on the farm was not tied up properly, and the unlucky Wu Wenxuan was chased.

“Help! Help! Help!”

After hearing the voice, Song Yi didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but Wu Wenxuan was running towards her desperately.

Song Yi;……………………

"Tsk! What a troublemaker!"

Thinking that he is the grandson of Mr. Wu, wouldn't it be bad if I didn't save him?

Are you still thinking about whether to save him or not? Everyone is heading towards you.

Song Yu had a premonition, and her consciousness immediately rushed to her eldest sister.

Chang Wei saw that she had been covering her face with a book for a long time without moving, and thought that she had fallen asleep. She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that this little ancestor would sleep until dark so that she could go home directly from get off work.

The ferocious look of the wolfdog frightened Wu Wenxuan so much that her face turned pale and her veil fell to the ground. She cowered behind Song Yi, her tender little white hands tightly grasping the corner of Song Yi's clothes.

Before Song Yi could make a move, Fudan pounced on it. Fudan was a wolf, so he didn't attack. He just pressed the wolfdog with his claws, with a fierce look in his eyes and his fangs faintly visible in his mouth.

"Woooooooo..."

The wolfhound finally ran away with its tail between its legs. Fudan looked at it with contempt, and then rubbed against Song Yi's trouser leg. Song Yi touched its head and said.

"I'll give you chicken thighs tonight."

"woo woo woo woo…………"

Fudan wagged its tail happily and then walked away. Its huge body was still somewhat hidden by Song Yu, otherwise who would believe it was a dog?

"Let go, I'll take you back."

"I...I'm afraid. I won't let go."

Song Yi sighed, and silently took him back to the Wu Mansion. He was stunned for a moment when he looked at his fair and tender face. He had to say that this boy was really well raised.

"Come in! I'll watch you, don't be afraid."

"Ok!"

Song Yu looked at her elder sister with great interest, as if she was thinking about something. To be honest, that boy is quite good-looking. It would be a great deal to keep him for a few years. He must be a beauty.

When I got back, Chang Wei had already gotten off work.

Song Yu;………………

Oh! I was careless. Next time I set a time, I won't let that liar get away with it. He charges so much money even though he can't fly.

Chang Wei;……………………

That night, Wu Wenxuan couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned, and as soon as he fell asleep, he could only think of Song Yi's cold expression, which damn attracted him.

Kyoto.

After Xiao Jin's health improved, she kept the letters Song Jushu wrote to her all day long.

"Sister Jin, the agreement has not been fulfilled, please do not leave. I have never given up on our three-person agreement. Can you and Shaohua wait a little longer? I am catching up with you. I hope you and Shaohua are doing well. We will meet again one day."

Less than a hundred words have become her spiritual sustenance. She has survived illness after illness. Now that she has recovered from a serious illness, she looks out the window with a firm gaze. "Sister Song, why did you miss the original appointment? No matter what, I will live well. I will wait for you to come to Kyoto for the appointment."

"Come here, take care of my official uniform. I will need it tomorrow."

"Yes, my lord."

What is the purpose of life? Isn't it the money and power in front of her? She has to fight against the heavens, against others, and against herself. She has to fight her way out now.