Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

The floor is rammed earth. Due to the quality of the soil and the daily flow of people, water occasionally spills on the ground, making it not much smoother than the road outside.

The windows are also those old-fashioned wooden windows, just a frame with a few vertical bars, without glass. In winter, they are covered with a whole piece of plastic. The wattage of the light bulb in the room is low, so there is not much light even when the lights are turned on during the day.

Mu Xiaoyun is the fourth child in the family and has two older brothers, an older sister and a younger sister. Today all five families are here. Adults and children are crowded in one room with no place to stay. Zheng Juzi and Zheng Feizhou followed their eldest cousin to go bird hunting.

It’s late to have children. My eldest cousin’s son can already sit on his father’s neck and give orders, while we little kids are just at the age of following others.

There are a lot of dishes for lunch at my grandma's house. It looks like there are a lot of bowls, but apart from a bowl of braised pork with fried tofu, a bowl of braised spareribs, a bowl of deep-fried fish fillets and a boiled chicken, the table is filled with vegetarian dishes such as tofu, pickled vegetables and green vegetables.

Zheng Juzi knew that her grandmother's family was considered well-off in the local area. Even during the Chinese New Year, they could only eat meat to their heart's content on that day, and after that they would only have these dishes when entertaining guests.

Zhentang Village is also a poor village, and the people rely on sweet potatoes to survive for several months a year.

As usual, the chicken was distributed by grandma Mu. Grandma Mu first gave a chicken leg to grandpa Mu Dazhuang, and then gave the other chicken leg to Zheng Feizhou.

The two chicken wings were given to the other grandson who came to visit, and Zheng Juzi and Zheng Hanqiu each got a chicken breast, which was a large piece of chicken breast torn into several strips and given to the rest of the people.

Even so, not all the children got chicken. Old Mrs. Mu scooped a spoonful of chicken soup for each child who didn't get any.

Zheng Juzi was eating the piece of meat, looking at her cousins ​​who were all wearing old clothes, and she felt uncomfortable in her mouth and heart.

But everyone still had a flattering smile on their face - their family was the best off now, Mu Donghua had earned some money working for their family, and it was heard that other people from grandma's family also wanted to work for them.

Especially my cousins, the way they looked at their clothes looked as if they could see a hole in them.

In order to entertain his son-in-law, Mu Dazhuang asked his wife to take out the Huzi wine brewed at home.

Zheng Juzi didn't understand how this wine was brewed, but he knew that many local people brewed this kind of wine.

The concentration of the wine is not high, and the taste is slightly sweet but not like fruit wine. It is generally not available after summer. Most people brew this wine just to drink a glass or two in winter, especially when entertaining guests.

Mu Dazhuang poured a glass for himself, his sons, his sons-in-law, and his grandsons who had started their own families.

After the wine was poured, Zheng Guixiang toasted his father-in-law according to the rules: "Dad, I, your son-in-law, wish you good health and happiness."

Mu Dazhuang had dark skin, and the wrinkles on his face were like ravines, especially when he smiled. He said, "Good son-in-law, I wish you good fortune in the new year, and a bright future for Feizhou!"

Then several brothers and brothers-in-law said auspicious words to each other.

Compared to Aotang Village, people here are more patriarchal. The fact that grandma gave them a piece of chicken breast in their bowls was already a sign of respect for them.

After dinner, the men were still drinking, while the women gathered around Mu Xiaoyun and talked under the eaves.

After a few snowfalls before the New Year and the snow melting, the weather was very good at the beginning of the year. It was sunny every day and the temperature rose quickly. It was not cold to sit outside and chat.

The topics they talked about were either which family in the village had become rich, or which child had gone to college, which elderly person had passed away, or which child had gotten married... Zheng Juzi was eating melon seeds on the side.

She couldn't even remember that she had ever had the habit of listening to gossip. It was because she didn't have a mobile phone or a computer, and she had watched everything on TV. There were also too few newspapers and magazines, and her life was so boring without anything new to spice things up.

"Juzi, you are listening so seriously, do you want to get married too?" Mu Xiaoman, the youngest cousin among the group, joked. "Do you want me to find you a good in-law?"

In the countryside, many married women like to tease unmarried girls about such things, watching them feel at a loss and then laughing.

Mu Xiaoman is a junior compared to her aunts and uncles, but she is already married and has three sons. She has been teased by her elders many times in the past, and now she feels like the end of the road has come as she teases her own cousin.

Zheng Juzi knew that no matter whether she said she wanted to or not, the other party would laugh at her, so she asked seriously, "What's so good about getting married? Why do you guys keep talking about getting married even though you're married?"

Mu Xiaoman... her marriage was not satisfactory. Although the man was honest, his family was poor. She even thought that if she had implemented family planning a year earlier, she could have had one less child, and now the burden on her shoulders would be lighter.

Getting married is a daughter’s second reincarnation. She wants to be reborn into a good family, but good families will not choose a family like her.

When asked this by his cousin, Mu Xiaoman did not feel any bad intention to tease her, but instead felt a little sad.

Zheng Juzi knew that she didn't mean well by asking this, but she didn't have much malice either. She knew from her expression that she was having a hard time. Seeing the blue and white sleeves on her hands, she avoided the topic and said, "Cousin, your fabric is so beautiful. Where did you buy it?"

Hearing her serious words, Mu Xiaoman smiled again: "This cloth is the white cloth your mother gave me before, and I dyed it myself."

"That's amazing." Zheng Juzi's exaggerated tone was full of admiration, "Can you dye this pattern by yourself? How did you do it?"

This tone instantly swept away Mu Xiaoman's depressed mood. When she told her about this batik, the pigments were all brought back from the mountains, and the patterns were also made... "I just did it myself. My mother-in-law's craftsmanship is really good."

Many families in Zhentang Village know this craft, but unfortunately every household is poor and many cannot even afford ordinary cloth. Those who have some skills only buy some simple white cloth to dye bed sheets and quilt covers when there is a wedding to give the new house a new look.

People here basically can't afford the floral cloth and satin in town, so these colors and patterns are the best they can do for their lives.

So in the following time, Zheng Juzi asked each family for advice on this craft, and until he got on the tractor to go home, no one mentioned anyone else's comments on her husband's family.

Mu Xiaoyun was flattered a lot today, and she had a smile on her face the whole time. She felt a little sad when they said goodbye. She took Zheng Juzi's hand and said, "Juzi, you can see that your uncle and aunt are poor. Help them if you can."