In the book, she became the daughter of a vicious villain who died early

Lin Boyu felt good. It was just that there were more people around when he went to sleep. He could still bear it.

But Uncle Lin’s youngest son and daughter-in-law were not so lucky.

After all, he was not my own child, so I didn't dare to treat him casually. I was afraid of bumping into him or starving him, and I even spoke in a low voice for fear of scaring him.

After a whole night of chaos, the couple finally fell asleep, and when they woke up, there was chaos again.

This time, Uncle Lin went to the dock with them.

Several adult men in their family work at the dock, and the women, except for their young daughter-in-law, basically stay at home to take care of the children.

As the head of the family, Uncle Lin would come to check on his sons whenever he had time, and when he went back he would bring some small gifts for his sons to give back to their wives and children.

Last night he went to his eldest son's room and squeezed in for the whole night. He didn't sleep with his youngest son and his family, so he didn't know what was going on over there.

It doesn’t matter if you didn’t know what happened last night, as long as you know what happened today.

The couple had a meal early in the morning.

"This child is here to suffer, not to be a guest. You should understand this."

Uncle Lin finally left these words to the couple and no longer cared about them.

From this morning, Lin Boyu's life changed dramatically.

……

In the county town.

Lin Anru and Lin Anji came to the back door of the clinic with ease, waiting for the apprentice to come and inspect the goods for them.

The apprentice in the clinic was an old acquaintance of Lin Anru. He randomly picked out some baskets of herbs and weighed them to pay him.

After getting the silver, Lin Anru did not go back to the private school immediately, but went to buy a few cylinders and put them on the carriage.

The two extra-large vats filled the ox cart, but Lin Anji knew that there were more than two vats on the cart because there were smaller vats inside the large vats.

After the delivery man left, Lin Anji dared to ask his brother: "What are you buying so many cylinders for?"

"Buy it to store food." Lin Anru answered nonchalantly.

Every household in the village stores grain in jars. They put dried rice in them and seal them, and they can be kept for several years without going bad.

"You don't need to buy so much, do you? Do you have space for it?"

The third brother's house was basically filled with medicinal herbs inside and out, and he really couldn't think of where to put all these big jars.

"I freed up some space, and with some extra money I wanted to store some food so I could feel at ease."

He couldn't tell his elder brother about his guess, so he had to find another excuse.

Lin Anji didn't have any objection to his practice of hoarding food. As a genuine farmer, every household stored food; it was just a matter of how much.

“Brother, if you have any spare money, save some,” Lin Anru suggested.

"it is good!"

Lin Anji should be.

His family's debts had been paid off, and they still had some money on hand, which he had originally planned to use to teach his children a skill.

He wanted to go home and discuss with his wife whether he should set aside some of the money to buy food and store.

The couple are still very willing to listen to what scholars say and the advice they give.

Lin Anru didn't know what his elder brother was thinking, so he mentioned it casually and didn't mention it again. Instead, he asked Lin Anji to pull the ox cart to the wonton stall not far away.

After buying him a bowl of wontons, he went to buy food himself.

The grain in the county town was much more expensive than that in the town, and the grain in the town was more expensive than that bought from the farmers. It was actually not cost-effective for him to buy it in the county town.

But one advantage of buying in the county town is that people from the village basically don’t come to the county town, so what they buy won’t be known to everyone on the street.

Lin Anru bought a small jar of rice, which was the smallest jar in the water jar he had just bought. He put the rice into the jar, and then put it into the big jar so that outsiders could not see it.

Paddy is cheaper than rice and can be stored longer than rice. If you dry it in the sun, it can be preserved for many years.

It's just troublesome to eat it, you have to pound the rice and remove the husk before you can eat it.

When he carried the food onto the oxcart, Lin Anji had also finished eating. Lin Anru told him, "Don't make it known. Try not to let others know that I'm storing food."

"Don't worry, I know."

Previously, because of his third brother's collection of medicinal herbs, many people with bad intentions often wandered outside the door. If they knew that his third brother had a lot more food at home, more people would target their family.

Good things should not be leaked out, if they are leaked, they will be divided up!

The troops were divided into two groups, Lin Anji drove the ox cart back to Yamada Village, and Lin Anru walked to the private school.

In private school.

This is a large private school. Although it is not as good as the county school, it is not much worse.

Those who can come here to study are either rich or noble. There are very few farmers' children like Lin Anru. There are only four people including himself.

Here, there are clear class distinctions.

Unless you have outstanding literary talent, you will not be able to integrate into the higher-class circles.

However, Lin Anru broke this phenomenon. He did not have particularly outstanding talents nor a good family background, but he thrived in the middle-level circle.

This has something to do with his smooth dealings with people, and the ointment provided by Lin Shiyu is also indispensable.

When Lin Anru returned to the dormitory, the other three people had already arrived.

Seeing him coming, the three of them glanced at each other and pretended that Lin Anru didn't exist, and continued chatting.

This kind of scene was not the first time that it had occurred, and Lin Anru was no longer a teenager, so he felt very calm about being isolated by his roommates.

He packed his bag, took out the ointment, ignored the stares of the other three people, and walked out the door.

"He must have gone to visit those rich young men again."

Seeing Lin Anru hurriedly walking out, one of the roommates spoke sourly.

They were all children from poor families, so why could Lin Anru chat and laugh with those rich and powerful students while she herself was not even in their eyes?

"He is so old, and he has wasted so many years of study. He is a sycophantic person who has no gentlemanly manners at all."

Another roommate joined the lemon team.

There was another roommate who didn't say anything, but his eyes betrayed him and he was not in a very good mood at the moment.

Lin Anru had no idea what his roommates were saying about him behind his back. He took the ointment specially made by Lin Shiyu and went to the other end of the dormitory.

The dormitory at the other end was much larger and more exquisite than his. More importantly, there was no need to sleep in the same room with other people. Everyone had their own room.

This is the biggest difference between a private school and a county school. Here, as long as you have money, your life will be no different from at home.

Lin Anru came to the door of one of the dormitories and knocked on the door regularly.

Then he waited outside the door with his hands down...