Farming: I dressed up as a widow and beat my parents-in-law violently

Sun Yingyun gave birth to a son and a daughter, and the daughter is Yan Xia. The eldest son is Yan Chun, who is thirty-six years old, five years older than the original owner. He married a wife named Zhang Sanniang and has two sons and one daughter.

The eldest son Yan Zhiqiang married Xu Xiangxiang, an orphan in the village, and gave birth to two sons. The eldest son is called Yan Hongtian, five years old, and the younger son is named Yan Hongying, three years old. Because he gave birth to the only two great-grandsons in the Yan family, Xu Xiangxiang's waist is not to mention how hard it is. , she has the final say in every little thing about the Yan family.

The second son, Yan Zhigao, married Zou Hongying from the next county and had only one daughter. The family of three was not welcomed in the Yan family.

As for the youngest daughter, Yan Zhiyu, who is only fifteen, she is still discussing marriage.

It's too far to say,

It stands to reason that since Sun Yingyun brought so many dowries, it was impossible for the original owner to be married off at the age of 14.

Yan Xia continued to recall.

It turns out that Yan Chun lost all his fucking dowry.

Fifteen-year-old Yan Chun has been sent to school since he was a child. He has spent thirty taels of silver on beam cultivation over the years, but he is unskilled and skips class every day and goes shopping with his classmates until he is a complete bad learner and gets infected. Gambling addiction.

He lied again and again and said that he wanted to take part in scientific examinations to ask for money from his family.

However, within a year, Sun Yingyun's dowry was completely consumed.

Even the jewelry and the family's land were sold, and Yan Chun's gambling debt was barely paid off.

Sun Yingyun was heartbroken. Her dream of using her son to return to her previous life as a young lady was completely shattered. She simply asked him to come back from school and found Yan Chun to marry Zhang Sanniang, who did not require any gifts.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanniang gave birth to Yan Zhiqiang, Yan's grandson, in the second year after getting married.

Yan Zhiqiang has been smart since he was a child. He speaks earlier than others, walks faster than others, and has a very clever mind. Sun Yingyun once again ignited hope, but the family had no money for a long time. What to do? When the eldest grandson was five years old, the original owner was married off. A full five taels of silver was received as a betrothal gift.

You must know that the most people in the village only get a bride price of two taels when they get married.

Not that Chen Shouguo was going to join the army, but Chen Duoliang was afraid that he would not come back, so he used a high gift of money to 'buy' a daughter-in-law, hoping to leave a seed for his younger son.

The fourteen-year-old original owner became pregnant just two months after entering the house.

The Chen family was extremely happy to give birth to twins, a boy and a girl. Just then news came that his enlistment in the army was postponed.

It was not until the third year after the original owner gave birth to triplets that Chen Shouguo left.

And these five taels of silver were used for Yan Zhiqiang’s initiation fee.

I originally wanted my grandson to study for two years and pass the exam, but he didn't know that Yan Zhiqiang was exactly like his father. He had no interest in studying. He contradicted his master at a young age and was eventually kicked out of school.

The money is gone, and the dream of imperial examination is gone.

Fetching water from a bamboo basket was in vain, and every generation of the Yan family was empty.

Sun Yingyun gave up completely. She changed from a delicate girl who had no love for sex to a bad old woman doing laundry, cooking and working in the fields.

"No wonder you never help the original owner. The original owner is just your pawn..."

Yan Xia looked at the old woman in the wall and muttered to herself.

Although her face is full of wrinkles, it can be seen that the old woman has a beautiful face. Even wearing coarse linen clothes cannot block her temperament. At first glance, she does not come from a peasant family.

After all, there is a mother who can be a concubine, so Sun Yingyun cannot be so ugly. The original owner inherited her grandmother's appearance.

I don't know if it was because the mother and daughter were connected or something else. Sun Yingyun put down the broom in his hand, turned around and looked outside the walled courtyard.

Yan Xia immediately took a step back and left here.

She just came to know the way and had no intention of visiting.

Seeing that there was no one outside the wall, Sun Yingyun continued to sweep.

Return to the ruined temple.

Two daughters are discussing needlework, one is doing it and the other is learning.

When he saw her coming back, he immediately greeted her with a smile.

Yan Xia felt better now.

Just think that it was the little thought left by the original owner that was causing trouble.

She shouldn't have gone.

"Mom, the eldest brother and the third brother have similar body shapes and the same color of clothes. Are they wearing the wrong clothes?"

Guihua wanted to sew the names of her eldest brother and third brother on her clothes, but she didn't know the words at all. Not only did she not recognize them, but her eldest brother, third brother, fourth sister and fifth brother didn't recognize them either.

It can be said that no one in the Chen family has read.

But that day when her mother divorced, Guihua saw her mother writing.

Has your mother read a book?

"Sew their names on the clothes. Osmanthus, you go and wear the red thread, and mother will sew them."

Yan Xia sat on a small wooden stool, which was newly made by her eldest son and was particularly solid.

Taking the needle and thread from Guihua's hand, Yan Xia sewed their names on the corners of their clothes, going back and forth with stitches.

"Mom, do you know the words?"

Osmanthus finally expressed her doubts.

"Well, your grandma is literate. Your uncle also went to school when he was a child. Mom wants to study, but women are not allowed to go to school. Your grandma won't send mom there. Mom always listens to classes secretly outside the school. You know? It’s a lot of words.”

What Yan Xia said was exactly what the original owner experienced.

"From tomorrow onwards, mother will teach you how to read, okay?"

She suddenly realized that since she came to this world, she couldn't live in confusion. For her, this world was just her task in exchange for money, but for the people in this small world, it was their real life. Quite a lifetime.

Destined to become relatives, Yan Xia couldn't help but watch her two daughters trapped in this feudal society like the women next to them.

"Can women also learn?"

Osmanthus was thinking about it, but she still looked at Yan Xia uncertainly, as if waiting for her mother's reply again.

"Yes! Rich families also have wives. Our family can't afford one, so I have to teach you personally. Everyone must learn and strive to escape from an illiterate home!"

"Mom~ what is illiteracy?"

Lamei was very puzzled.

Blindness is of course blind, but what is illiteracy, an illiterate person?

"If one day, my mother goes to a distant place and sends you a letter home, but you don't recognize any of the words on the paper, how is this different from being blind? For another example, you go to town and want to buy something It’s a veil, but you couldn’t understand the words written on the shop’s sign, so you ended up breaking into the coffin shop, wouldn’t it be a blind man’s joke?”

Yan Xia looked at her two daughters with a half-smile.

The two understood instantly.

"Mom, I want to learn how to read!"

"I want it too, I don't want to be illiterate!"

"Okay, okay, mother will teach you. We will start to read at noon tomorrow."

After Yan Xia said this, the sewing in her hand stopped.

I saw one word sewn on all four sets of clothes.

Fortune and fortune.

"Look, these are Jin Fu and Jin Lu's names. If mother didn't teach you, these two boys wouldn't be able to recognize their own names."

Noon the next day.

The four children sat obediently on the small bench waiting for class.

"Today I will teach you the character Chen. This character is your surname. Looking at the branch in my hand, I will write this character on the ground one stroke at a time. After writing it three times, you will start with the branch in your hand. Practice, remember, don’t make any mistakes in your strokes, class will be dismissed until those who have mastered it!”