The whole village is fleeing famine, fortunately I have a concubine system

Wang Chengzi's eyes stayed on Feng Xuan's shoes for a moment, and then he called everyone over.

Patriarch Qian also quickly asked Li Zhengde to sit down and poured him a glass of water.

Then he wiped the sweat from his head due to nervousness.

He really wanted to leave the room now. He felt that sitting with the county magistrate would not be enjoyable at the banquet.

But seeing the villagers in the yard looking at him with admiration, he felt embarrassed to go out.

I could only chat with Li Zhengde casually.

Only when the food was finally served did Patriarch Qian breathe a sigh of relief.

In the village, the distinction between men and women was not very strict, so there were no separate tables for eating, only a separate table for children. Xiaomi, Daya, Feng Jinyao, and Goudan sat at the same table.

Afraid that Feng Jinyao would feel embarrassed, the two men kept picking food for her, and the meal was very harmonious.

After dinner, the guests began to leave one after another.

"My dear, when you are free, you must come and play with me. I will miss you."

Li Xi held Xiaomi's hand and said goodbye reluctantly.

Since Li Xi's eyes were cured, he has become much more lively. Mrs. Li is especially grateful to Xiaomi for this.

Therefore, he strongly invited Xiaomi to visit Li's house.

Xiaomi nodded repeatedly and finally sent them away.

When I turned around, I saw Feng Baozhu holding Old Lady Wang's hand reluctantly.

"Auntie Wang, you must come to the capital to visit me in the future. I will be returning to the capital tomorrow.

I miss you so much that I will write to you."

Old Mrs. Wang made many promises to Feng Baozhu before finally sending her away.

When Feng Baozhu got into the carriage, she kept waving to Old Lady Wang through the window.

After seeing off the guests, the villagers helped pack up and then carried the tables, chairs, pots, pans, and utensils back home.

Chief Qian was supported by Qian Yougen and walked forward: "There is food, run home quickly and make me some noodles.

Why am I feeling hungry even though I haven’t even reached home yet? ”

"Dad, why don't you eat more at the banquet today? Noodles don't taste as good as pork."

Chief Qian tapped Qian Youliang with his walking stick. How could he not know that pork smells delicious? Wouldn't he be embarrassed to pick up his chopsticks when sitting at the same table with Magistrate Li?

Qian Youliang hid aside for a while, then quickly ran home.

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After Xiaomi’s birthday, everyone started to get busy with their own things.

Wang Chengzi is making good use of his time to prepare for the exam, as it will be in two months.

The academy exam, also called the provincial exam, was presided over by the provincial academician who was in charge of the affairs of all Confucian scholars in a province. Only those who passed the academy exam could be called a scholar.

Only in this way can one get the opportunity to officially take the imperial examination.

Wang Zhuzi and Zhao Lishui are busy with the soap factory, but the Wang family now has one more thing to do.

Xiaomi looked at the people who came to her house every few days, wearing big red flowers on their heads and with white powder and red blush on their faces.

The most vivid feature is the big mole above her lip, and her waist twists when she walks.

I sat with Old Lady Wang and Zhao Lishui for the entire morning, bursting into laughter from time to time, and my tongue seemed to be very fluent.

Whenever she came, Old Lady Wang would always send them all away, and no one knew what they were talking about.

After the man left, Xiaomi asked Old Lady Wang:

"Is that the matchmaker?"

"How do you know, little kid?"

When Xiaomi saw Mrs. Wang’s reaction, she knew she was right.

She took Old Lady Wang's hand and said coquettishly, "Oh, my dear grandma. Tell me what she is here for."

"What else can I do? I'm here to propose to your elder sister."

Xiaomi actually guessed it right, but Daya is only 12 years old.

"My sister is only twelve, and you're going to marry her?"

"Just look at each other first, and twelve is not young anymore.

When I was fifteen, I was already pregnant with your uncle.

Hey, what are you doing? I haven't finished talking yet."

Xiaomi went to find Daya without waiting for Old Lady Wang to finish speaking.

"Sister, my grandmother is going to ask you to kiss her, do you know that?"

Daya looked listless and low in energy.

Seeing Xiaomi's anxious look, she rubbed Xiaomi's head and said, "Why are you so anxious? I already knew it."

"So do you want to kiss?"

Daya looked at Xiaomi and seemed to have accepted her fate: "Is there anything I miss? I just can't bear to leave you guys."

Xiaomi rolled her eyes and said, "As long as you don't want to, we can do this."

The more Daya listened, the brighter her eyes became: "Okay, I'll do as you say."

"But if you can avoid it this time, there will be a next time. Sister, do you have a dream?"

"What is a dream?" Daya had never thought about it. Her dream was to be with her family forever and for her whole family to be healthy and safe.

"Oh, it's something you particularly want to do, or something you particularly like."

Daya thought about it and shook her head.

Xiaomi suddenly remembered the painting that Daya gave her on her birthday.

"Sister, do you like painting?"

When Daya heard the word "drawing", her eyes lit up instantly.

He nodded and said to Xiaomi, “Yes, I like to draw what I see.

This makes me very happy, but can painting be considered a dream? "

For a girl living in a village, life is monotonous.

No one told them that there were other ways to live besides getting married and having children.

Some families feel that having a girl is a natural loss.

As long as they don't starve to death, that's enough. I won't teach them anything.

Although the Wang family does not overly favor boys over girls, they have been dealing with land all their lives and their horizons are limited.

I have no time to pay attention to things other than survival.

What’s more, it requires long-term investment and there may be no visible returns.

"Of course not, everything that can make people passionate is a dream.

Besides, you draw very well.”

When Daya heard Xiaomi praising her painting skills, she smiled at Xiaomi.

There are two small dimples on the lips, which is very sweet.

Xiaomi poked her with her finger, and Daya's dimples became deeper.

When it was time for dinner at night, Xiaomi started to take action.

Seeing that the Wang family members were eating seriously, he suddenly let out a long sigh.

"What's wrong, dear? Are you feeling unwell?"

When Old Lady Wang heard Xiaomi sigh, she quickly put down her chopsticks and wiped her hands on her clothes.

Then he touched Xiaomi's forehead, and the others looked at Xiaomi with concern.

"It's not hot, dear, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Old Mrs. Wang didn't notice that there was something wrong with Xiaomi's body temperature, and asked if she felt unwell anywhere else.

Xiaomi looked at everyone's worried expressions and quickly said, "Don't worry, I'm fine.

I just feel that Aunt Feng is so pitiful. The Zheng family bullied her so much. "

When Mrs. Wang heard Xiaomi say that she was fine, she started eating again.