After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

Shui Qing recalled his last days in China.

As a strong woman who has struggled all the way, she has a successful career, but she has no children and is plagued by diseases.

Before her death, she donated all her wealth to girls in impoverished mountainous areas to help them complete their studies and leave the mountains.

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

Of course, the first thing on the list is to have a healthy body - when you are tortured by illness, you realize that no amount of money can buy health.

Secondly, she wanted to have her own biological child - no matter male or female, as long as she had the same bloodline as her.

Finally, now that the fashion is back, needless to say rebirth, if she wears it, she hopes she can wear it in a novel she has read!

...She did make a wish back then, and it came true, but was the wish fulfilled a little sloppily?

The body is extremely healthy, but we are poor here, and our safety is not guaranteed even if we are hungry or full.

Not only do I have biological children, I also have a son and a daughter, but it’s just a lot at once...

It was worn, and it was indeed put into the novel she had read. Not only she had read it, but most people in China must have read it. After all, it was difficult not to read Fan Jin's Success in the Civil Examination in The Scholars and Foreign History.

Shui Qing, who was about to cry but had no tears, wanted to yell: She doesn't accept the adjustment~

But there's nothing she can do about it. She made the wish, and how can she say it didn't come true?

The only fault is that she didn't make it clear when she made her 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 with it and get on with it...

"Sister, where is your brother-in-law?" came the cheerful young voice, filled with joy.

The wiry Shui Qing raised her head and looked at the boy with clear eyebrows. Her younger brother, Hu Wenhua, was 15 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 took many years for her to have Hu Wenhua, so there was a big age difference between the siblings.

Although Hu Wenhua's name sounds very scholarly, his burly body shape is exactly the same as Butcher Hu!

At only 15 years old, he was even half a head taller than Butcher Hu, and he was as strong as a big black bear.

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

Shui Qing was just about to reply when he heard a powerful voice next to him humming: "Besides copying books, what else can your brother-in-law do?

If you are not good at farm work, and you are not good at scientific examinations, the trust that your father and I had all those years ago is really in vain! "

Shui Qing silently added in his heart: ...You are just trying to be happy now. When your son-in-law is elected, you will be able to follow behind and pull his clothes dozens of times.

If you win the imperial examination, it is not an iron rice bowl but a golden rice bowl, and then you will be promoted all the way to the top of the provincial | education department |

"Grandpa, dad didn't copy the books today." Fan He replied crisply.

"You don't even copy books? Then how can I support my daughter?" Butcher Hu's thick black brows stood up angrily.

"Daddy is going to sell bamboo mushrooms and skirt mushrooms." Fan He said immediately.

Butcher Hu was about to say how much money those worthless things could be sold for, but he was interrupted by a village neighbor who followed him: "Butcher Hu, don't worry so much.

After all, your son-in-law is a scholar. He is copying books and selling mushrooms at the same time. There is nothing wrong with him! "

"Come on, eldest niece, don't listen to your father, your husband might win the lottery next year!"

"exactly."

Shui Qing: ..... Right, Fan Jin might have to wait until all the flowers wither when he becomes an official.

"I think my niece-in-law is a lucky man and has an official position! He might become a high official in the future."

"exactly!"

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

There is praise and praise, no one will be confused after listening to it!

Seeing Butcher Hu's rough face, he couldn't help but smile. He bowed and said, "I'd like to thank you for your good wishes."

Shui Qing followed silently, not daring to say anything.

Her eyes fell on the hem of Butcher Hu's patched clothes, and she listened to his nagging words: "People from your village came to my stall to buy pork this morning, and I didn't know that you two separated yesterday.

Tell me about you, even if you don’t tell me in advance when your family is separated, my father can come to support you, no, to uphold justice for you! "

Shui Qing heard the feeling of love for her son and said sincerely: "Let parents worry about it."

"Raising a daughter means worrying about your life." After complaining, Butcher Hu added: "People in your village said that you didn't even have a shelter from the wind and rain. This is not a family separation. It's clearly evicting your second wife." come out!

I quickly asked your mother-in-law to go to various shops to buy things, and asked your brother-in-law to inform uncles and neighbors. I hurried over and tried to build the thatched house today. "

Shui Qing's eyes moved from the patch on Butcher Hu's coat to the high pile of bullock carts, and his eyes gradually became moist.

"My son-in-law is a grown man, so it's okay to get wet in the rain. You and Da Ya Er Ya belong to my daughter's family, but you can't let the rain get to the root of the disease. You will suffer when you get old!" Butcher Hu kept talking and drove the oxcart out. Walk.

Shui Qing's nose felt sore and he shouted with a thick nasal voice: "Dad."

Butcher Hu just thought that his daughter was worried about food, and lowered his voice and whispered: "My dear, don't worry about food. Dad specially left a knife of meat in the morning, and it is still a good meat that is fatter and thinner!"

When cooking at noon, you add a lot of green vegetables, cook it in a pot, and then cook a pot of brown rice to make it mushy. The fat is not too ugly. "

According to the rules for a helper, the master has to provide a meal, but the daughter has just separated and is short of everything. She can't make brown rice, so she can make up for it with the fat meat he brings.

Shui Qing knew that in dynasties lacking oil and water, fat meat was much more expensive than lean meat.

And although Butcher Hu was chattering and cursing, looking down on this and that, his actions were rough and detailed, and he considered everything for his daughter!

The people who did the work were hired by my father to help me. If I had a bad job at her place, my father and mother would naturally try to make up for it when I returned home.

Shuiqing immediately said: "Dad, there is enough food, let's have something dry for lunch!"

Butcher Hu looked at his daughter in surprise. He didn't expect that his stingy daughter could have such a grand day.

I was very happy at the moment, my daughter became very stubborn after the separation.

"Grandpa, don't worry. We just got a sack of rice and we have something to eat." Xing Hui told the whole story.

Butcher Hu and Hu Wenhua listened and frowned so much that they could kill a fly, with anger on their rough faces. They relaxed their brows after hearing that the old village chief was delivering justice.

"That's right, that's right. The old village chief is a sensible person, and his kind father took note of it!"

In the future, when his family comes to buy meat, they must give him an extra big stick bone.

Shui Qing didn't expect that the old village chief helped her, and her father also expressed his gratitude and said hurriedly: "Dad, I have thought about how to thank the old village chief. You have contributed money and contribution today. I have to save other things." , I want to save some money for my brother’s marriage.”

Generally, when a man reaches the age of 16, he will start eyeing each other from all over the country. If he likes her, he can get married in the next year. If he doesn't like her, it won't be later than later.

Because after eighteen you will soon turn twenty, and from one to twenty you are older, and it is even more difficult to find a good marriage.

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