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

But Zhao'er is worried that if she eats too much, she will be disliked by Yan Xia.

So she lied that just a little was enough.

Trying to let Yan Xia know that she is easy to support.

"Uncle and grandma have eaten. This bowl of porridge is not much. Zhao'er will definitely be able to finish it. Granduncle and grandma are not poor. Zhao'er doesn't have to worry about eating me up. Okay, you'll get cold if you don't eat. Hurry up and eat." Xia smiled softly and asked Zhao'er to eat quickly. She did not feed Zhao'er, nor did she let Xiaoji feed her.

Zhao'er is five years old this year. She has been begging for a long time, so she must have the ability to take care of herself.

From then on, whether she went to school or worked as a maid, she had to rely on her own strength to move forward.

If you provide too much help, it will harm her.

Yan Xia stood next to Zhao'er. Seeing that her eyes were red, he gently stroked the top of her head to comfort her.

It actually doesn't feel good, like withered weeds in winter.

"Thank you, great-uncle." Yan Xia's words reassured Zhao'er, and she thanked her again before picking up the spoon and eating slowly.

The thick lean meat porridge has changed from piping hot to lukewarm when it was brought here from the kitchen. There is no need to blow it. When you put it in your mouth, it is not hot at all. It is similar to body temperature and just right.

Zhao'er chewed heavily.

During her time as a beggar, she was forced to learn how to grab food, so she ate very quickly.

Like a tornado hitting the dinner plate.

Before I swallowed one mouthful, the second spoonful started to go into my mouth.

"Cough cough cough cough -" As expected, Zhao'er choked.

She coughed violently.

Yan Xia quickly patted her back.

It took a while before she recovered.

"You don't have to eat so fast. No one will compete with you here." When Zhao'er coughed, he still held the bowl, as if he was afraid of being snatched away.

It made Yan Xia feel a little more distressed.

"Yes, I'm sorry, great uncle." Chen Zhaoer lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong.

"No need to apologize to me. You did nothing wrong. Eat slowly. These are all yours." Yan Xia sighed.

He took the handkerchief and wiped the porridge she had just coughed up.

There was no trace of disgust in his eyes.

It is said that children have the most delicate minds.

Chen Zhaoer looked at Yan Xia who treated her so tenderly.

The tears in her eyes finally shed. She picked up the spoon again and ate while shedding tears. Fortunately, the lean meat porridge was salty, so it was not unpalatable if the tears flowed into the porridge.

[Target person detected]

[Name: Chen Zhaoer]

[Age: 5 years old]

【Favourability: 100】

[Congratulations to the host for earning 100 points]

[Points have arrived, the current account points are 100]

The system tone sounded in my mind.

Yan Xia's hand wiping the rice grains suddenly paused.

It returned to normal in the next second.

A favorability score of 100 means that the child in front of her will never betray her.

Sure enough, children's emotions are the purest.

Yan Xia was no longer ready to inspect Chen Zhaoer. She handed the handkerchief to Xiaoji and asked her to clean it later, and then said to Zhaoer.

"From today on, this is your room. You will live with your great-aunt for now. When your great-aunt's school is built next year, you will be sent to study. There will be dormitories in the school, and you will live there when you go to school. The school has two long holidays every year. During the holidays, you can stay with your great-aunt and uncle and play with your sister Tuanzi."

Zhao'er heard this.

Stunned in place, she put down the spoon, raised her head, and looked at Yan Xia.

"Uncle, can Zhao'er also study?" Zhao'er thought he heard wrongly.

In her mind, only boys are worthy of studying, such as her cousin Chen Tiangui.

"Why not?" Yan Xia asked.

"Last year, my grandmother said that she wanted to send my cousin to school for enlightenment. Zhao'er also wanted to go, but his grandmother beat him and said that Zhao'er was a loser and not worthy of studying." Chen Zhaoer lowered his head, feeling a little disappointed.

The grandmother in her mouth is Zhu Xiaohua.

Yan Xia sneered, Zhu Xiaohua was still in the prison.

She remembered that she was sentenced to five years.

You won't be able to get out in a short time, and ancient prisons are different from modern ones.

Prisoners have no human rights at all, and no one knows they died inside.

It can be regarded as retribution.

How can he be a good person if he beats and scolds a child who is only four years old?

No wonder he bullied the original owner so much in the first place, it was so bad if he had his own heart.

"Why does Zhao'er want to study?" According to Zhao'er, she wanted to study when she was only four years old last year. But when Yan Xia was four years old, she was lying on the muddy ground at the entrance of the village, drooling, looking at the neighbor's big boy. My brother is playing marbles.

Is it possible that children in ancient times were so precocious?

Yan Xia asked her curiously.

"When my mother and I went to town last year, we saw big signs hanging in front of the houses, but Zhao'er couldn't read the words on them, and neither could my mother. She said that literate people are capable. Zhao'er also wants to be a capable person, and teach his mother how to read in the future, so that she can become a capable person, but... But my mother doesn't want me anymore, it's all because Zhao'er is not good, it must be Zhao'er I did something wrong, and my mother doesn’t want me.”

Zhao'er recalled the scene when he was sold by Wang Lihua that day.

She sniffed.

The voice was crying.

The little people huddled together, and Yan Xia looked a little uncomfortable.

"Zhao'er is right, but your mother is wrong. She gave birth to you but didn't support you. So, from now on, you don't owe each other anything. From now on, Zhao'er just needs to live his own life. Okay, don't I miss her, hurry up and eat, the porridge is almost cold."

Yan Xia changed the topic, urged Zhao'er to eat quickly and put the spoon into her hand.

"Yeah!" Zhao'er nodded heavily. She wiped away her tears with her sleeves, grabbed the spoon tightly, and ate the porridge in big mouthfuls.

Although she deliberately slowed down her eating speed, she still finished a full bowl of porridge in a quarter of an hour, not even a drop of side dishes was left, and she licked the porridge particles in the bowl clean.

Zhao'er was so full that he burped.

"Are you full? You can lie down in bed during this period. The doctor said, don't get out of bed. I will ask the maid to bring you three meals a day. If you are bored, just sleep more and take good care of yourself. When you can get out of bed, go play with your sister Tuanzi."

After all, the child is too young and illiterate.

I can only sleep in a daze.

"Well, I know that Zhao'er will definitely lie down obediently."

Chen Zhaoer's depressed mood disappeared after eating.

She bent her big eyes and looked at Yan Xia.

There is no impurity in his eyes, he is very well-behaved.

Yan Xia touched her head again and left.

Ten days later, in the morning in Shu County.

Two firecrackers were set off outside the Hejia Incense Shop.

The crackling sound of firecrackers attracted passing people.

I saw two waiters standing outside the shop, each holding a candle lantern with two dark yellow candles in their hands.