No Letting My Daughter Sit at the Table? Fine, Then No One Will Eat!

Shuiqing recalled her last days in China.

As a strong woman who had worked hard all the way, she had a successful career, but she was childless and sick.

Before she died, she donated all her wealth to girls in poor mountainous areas to help them complete their studies and get out of the mountains.

By the way, she made a few wishes to the gods:

The first one was of course to have a healthy body - when she was tortured by illness, she realized that no amount of money could buy back health.

Second, she wanted to have her own biological child - no matter whether it was a boy or a girl, as long as they had the same blood as her.

Finally, it was popular to come back now, and rebirth was not to mention. If she was reincarnated, she hoped that she could be reincarnated into a novel she had read!

...... She did make a wish at the beginning, and it was fulfilled, but was the wish fulfilled a little sloppily?

The body was healthy, but it was poor here, and there was no guarantee of safety when there was hunger and fullness.

Not only do she have biological children, but she also has a son and a daughter, which is a bit too much at once...

She did travel through time, and she did travel through time into a novel she had read. Not only had she read it, but most people in China had probably read it. After all, it is hard not to have read Fan Jin's success in the imperial examination in The Scholars.

Shui Qing, who wanted to cry but had no tears, wanted to yell: She does not accept the transfer~

But there was nothing she could do. She made the wish, and how could she say it did not come true?

It was her fault that she did not make it clear when she made the wish!

She wanted to return her to China, but the original owner was gone, and her body in China was also dead. What could she do? Just make do and continue to live...

"Sister, where is my brother-in-law?" The cheerful voice of the young man came, with joy.

Shui Qing, who was depressed, raised her head and looked at the young man with clear eyes and eyebrows. He was her younger brother, Hu Wenhua, who was fifteen years old this year.

The original owner's parents only had two children. After giving birth to her, Hu's mother was injured, and it was not until many years later that Hu Wenhua was born, so the age difference between the two siblings is quite large.

Although Hu Wenhua's name has a scholarly atmosphere, his burly figure is exactly the same as Hu the butcher!

He is only fifteen years old and even half a head taller than Hu the butcher, and as strong as a big black bear.

And she should be like Hu's mother, with a slender figure.

Shuiqing was about to reply when she heard a strong voice next to her humming: "What else can your brother-in-law do besides copying books?

He is not good at farm work, and he can't pass the imperial examination. It's really a waste of your father's trust in the past!"

Shuiqing silently added in his heart:... You are just looking for a good mouth now. When your son-in-law passes the imperial examination, you will be the one who can follow him and pull his clothes dozens of times.

If you pass the imperial examination, you will not have an iron rice bowl but a golden rice bowl, and then you will be promoted to the top of the provincial education department.....

"Grandfather, Daddy didn't copy books today." Fan He replied crisply.

"Not even copying books? Then how can he support my daughter!" Hu the butcher raised his thick black eyebrows and said angrily.

"Daddy went to sell bamboo mushrooms and skirt mushrooms." Fan He followed.

Hu the butcher wanted to say that those worthless things could be sold for a few coins, but was interrupted by the village neighbor who followed him: "Hu the butcher, don't worry about it.

Your son-in-law is a scholar after all. He put down his status and copied books and sold mushrooms. What else can you complain about!"

"Come on, niece, don't listen to your father. Your husband may pass the imperial examination next year!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Shui Qing:.....What's right, Fan Jin will probably wait until the flowers are all withered before he can become an official.

"I think my niece's husband is a lucky man with an official appearance! He may become a high-ranking official in the future."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Shui Qing admired the men brought by Hu Tu Hu from the bottom of his heart. They were all experts in providing emotions.

Praise and flattery, who wouldn't be confused!

Hu Tu Hu couldn't help but smile on his rough face, and bowed and said: "Thank you for your good wishes."

Shui Qing followed silently beside him, not daring to say much.

Her eyes fell on the patched hem of Hu the butcher's clothes, and she heard his mumbling words: "When people from your village came to my stall to buy pork this morning, I learned that you had separated yesterday.

Look at you, you didn't even inform me in advance about the separation. Dad can also come to support you, no, to give you justice!"

Hearing the sincere love for her son, Shui Qing said sincerely: "I'm sorry for worrying you, Dad and Mom."

"Raising a daughter is a life of worry." After complaining, Hu the butcher said: "People in your village said that you didn't even have a place to stay after the separation. This is not a separation, it's clearly driving your second branch out!

I quickly asked your mother to go to the shops to buy things, and asked your brother to notify all the uncles and neighbors, and hurried over to try to build the thatched house today."

Shui Qing's eyes moved from the patch on Hu the butcher's hem to the pile of ox carts, and her eyes gradually became moist.

"My son-in-law is a grown man, so it's okay for him to get wet in the rain. You and Daya and Erya are girls, so you can't get wet in the rain and get sick. You will suffer when you are old!" Hu the butcher kept talking and drove the ox cart out.

Shuiqing's nose was sore, and she shouted with a strong nasal tone: "Dad."

Hu the butcher thought that his daughter was worried about food, so he lowered his voice and whispered: "Don't worry about the food, my daughter. Dad specially left a piece of meat this morning, and it's good meat with more fat and less lean meat!

For lunch, you can add a lot of green vegetables, cook a pot, and then cook a pot of brown rice porridge. It doesn't look bad with fat."

According to the rules, the host family should provide a dry meal for helping people, but the daughter just separated from the family and lacked everything. It's okay if brown rice can't be made, and the fat he brought can make up for it.

Shuiqing knew that in the oil-poor dynasty, fat meat was much more valuable than lean meat.

Although Hu the butcher was always nagging and cursing, looking down on this and that, his actions were rough but meticulous, and he considered everything for his daughter!

The people who worked were invited by her father to help. If she had a bad meal here, her father and mother would naturally find a way to make up for it when they returned.

Shuiqing immediately said: "Dad, there is enough food, and we had a dry lunch!"

Hu the butcher looked at his daughter in surprise. He didn't expect that his petty daughter would have a big heart one day.

He was very relieved at the moment. His daughter was tough after the separation.

"Grandfather, don't worry. We just got a sack of rice and we have food." Xinghui took the opportunity to tell the whole story.

Hu the butcher and Hu Wenhua listened to it with their brows furrowed so much that they could pinch a fly to death. Their rough faces were full of anger. After hearing the old village chief's justice, their brows were relaxed.

"Very good, very good. The old village chief is a reasonable person. Dad will remember his kindness!"

Next time his family comes to buy meat, he must give an extra big bone.

Shuiqing didn't expect that the old village chief helped her, and her father followed suit. She said hurriedly: "Dad, I have thought of how to thank the old village chief. You have contributed money and effort today. Save money for other things. I also need to save money for my younger brother's marriage."

Generally, men will meet each other in the surrounding villages when they are sixteen years old. If they are attracted to each other, they can get married next year. If they are not attracted to each other, they will not be older than eighteen at the latest.

Because after eighteen, you will soon be twenty, and once you are twenty, you are old, and it is even more difficult to find a good marriage.

Getting married is a big deal, and money is needed everywhere.