Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

Shitou Village, a small village with only about 20 households. During the war, all the men in the village were expropriated, leaving only women. Outsiders also called Shitou Village as a widow village. The village head has three widows. , the old woman in charge of the house is in charge of the women in the village.

Fortunately, with her, the women in the village survived the war.

After all the men were confiscated, they stopped interacting with outsiders and lived with their children. Only the shopkeeper would occasionally bring some salt over to exchange something with them.

The old woman of the village chief's family is called Mrs. Zhao by the people in the village. She is a vigorous old woman. He also dug a cellar with his two wives and raised chickens and ducks in the cellar.

All the women in the village have learned to do this, otherwise they would be raised outside, and the petty officials might snatch them all away.

The women went to work in the fields, and all the children were sent to the village head's house to be taken by Mrs. Zhao's eldest daughter-in-law.

The women in the whole village worked hard together, and they survived no matter whether it was famine or war.

The children also survived, all thanks to Mrs. Zhao's tough command.

Later, the shopkeeper didn't come back for a long time, and they didn't dare to go out when the salt in the village was gone.

It was only when the peddler reappeared that they changed to salt again, but the peddler told them that the dynasty has changed now, and the current emperor is a good emperor, who collects very little tax for farming, and women can have private property even when they set up a household.

"Mrs. Zhao!" The woman ran into the village chief's house, and she excitedly said to Mrs. Zhao who was sitting in the yard picking vegetables, "The salesman has brought salt!"

Mrs. Zhao also stood up excitedly when she heard the words, and she followed outside: "How much salt did you send?"

The woman danced and danced: "I sent a car! And said that salt is cheap now! Official salt is cheaper than private salt!"

Granny Zhao was taken aback: "Official salt?"

I haven't heard of official salt as early as 800 years ago.

The woman nodded: "He said that the dynasty outside has changed! The emperor has changed!"

Mrs. Zhao: "Really?"

The woman is silly: "It's changed, and it is said that the new dynasty will not collect land taxes for the first three years, and women can also open households!"

The women laughed silly.

Mrs. Zhao narrowed her small eyes.

The woman restrained her expression and instantly became embarrassed.

Mrs. Zhao said vigilantly, "Do you believe what he says?"

The woman whispered, "There's so much salt, he couldn't get that much before."

The woman felt that what she said made sense: "He just lied to us, what could he lie to?"

Mrs. Zhao scolded her: "To say you are stupid is really flattering you!"

"The little doll of our village!"

The woman's face turned blue in an instant. She had managed to support her only daughter, and she would spend the rest of her life relying on this daughter. If her daughter was taken away, she would lose her vitality.

"Then...then what should we do? He is at the entrance of the village now..." the woman turned around and walked back as she spoke, "I'll get the hoe! Kill him and bury him, and no one will know we're here anymore!"

Her tone was fast and anxious, obviously it wasn't the first time she had done this kind of thing.

Bandits who used to step on the road, once they found out, that's what they did.

There are no men in the village, only women. If someone wants to break into the village, the women will not even die.

When they killed for the first time, none of them dared to do it.

It was Mrs. Zhao who took the only rusty knife left in the village, wiped the man's neck like a chicken, and bled him.

After people died, they found a place to bury them.

Later, the women in the village learned to take up arms to protect themselves.

Hoes are placed at the door of every house, and if something happens, they can rush forward with the hoes.

Fortunately, there weren't many bandits who wanted to attack them, and those who stepped on them died. They couldn't figure out how many men and weapons there were in this village, so they didn't rush to the door.

So the women in the village listened to Mrs. Zhao very much.

Because the facts proved that what Mrs. Zhao said and did was right.

No one will question Mrs. Zhao's decision. When everyone is united, their strength cannot be underestimated.

The shopkeeper didn't know that his life might be ruined in this widow's village.

He was still talking to the women in the village about the outside world.

"A lot of new houses have been built!" The salesman smiled, and his hands exaggeratedly compared, "My parents and daughter-in-law and I have also been allocated houses. From now on, I will be a salt seller hired by the government! I buy more, and the price is higher. Lower!"

He excitedly shared with the women: "I only have one female doll, but now the female doll can get married when she grows up, and the baby will still have my surname. If her man bullies her, I will drive her out and find another one." better one!"

He said he was a shopkeeper, but he was not too young. He was injured when he fled for his life during the war. He could no longer have children, so he held the girl in his hands and raised him. In the future, he would point to his own girl for the succession of the family.

The women exclaimed again and again.

Is it that good outside now?

Is what the salesman said true?

The shopkeeper didn't hurt his head and said something crazy, right?

I don't know who shouted: "Mrs. Zhao is here!"

The women gave way one after another.

Mrs. Zhao walked over from the road that this person divided, and walked up to the shopkeeper.

Knowing that the old lady is the master in the village, the shopkeeper quickly said: "Look, old lady, what I sent this time is all good salt! Fine salt! You can't buy it with money!"

He knew that the women in this village had no money, but every time they came here they would barter for things. The women would exchange some chickens and ducks, or eggs and duck eggs for him. Although they didn't earn much, no matter how small a mosquito was, it was still meat. Still willing to earn the hard-earned money.

Moreover, he is also a kind-hearted person. He thinks that the life of the widows in a village is difficult. When life was difficult, he was afraid that other shopkeepers would reveal their affairs to the bandits, so he always went out in the middle of the night to bring salt.

"Tie him up." Mrs. Zhao gave an order. Although the women didn't know what happened, they still held the salesman to the ground with a rope and tied him tightly.

The shopkeeper's eyes widened and he resisted wildly. He shouted: "What are you doing?! I didn't hurt you! You can't repay your kindness!"

Mrs. Zhao looked at him gloomyly: "If you are telling the truth, you will naturally be let go. If you are telling lies, you don't have to leave this village again."

The shopkeeper was terrified. He was helped to the yard of Mrs. Zhao's house, and there was a rusty knife in front of him. There was a red mark on the handle, which was the trace of blood that hadn't been scrubbed.

What kind of blood is that?

Chicken blood?Duck blood?Or... human blood?

The salesman was tied to the ground and did not dare to move, secretly cursing himself that he should not be a good person.

Good people are not rewarded.

If I didn't think about their difficulties at the beginning, I would have given them salt.

Before the shopkeeper could speak, he was hit on the back of the head with a stick.

In an instant, the world was spinning, and the shopkeeper's eyes were blurred.

It was already night when he woke up again.

"Old lady..." The shopkeeper lay on the ground, disheveled, he didn't dare to speak hard words, he only dared to ask kindly, "We have no grievances in the past, and we have no hatred in the present. Sending salt, even if you don't want my kindness, don't take my life..."

"My father, mother, daughter-in-law, and my baby are all waiting for me at home."

Mrs. Zhao was sitting next to him. Mrs. Zhao said, "You said, the dynasty has changed outside?"

Shopkeeper: "Why am I lying to you!"

Mrs. Zhao said, "Speak carefully."

The shopkeeper explained clearly what happened in the past few years, saying that he is now a salt seller hired by the government, and he has been allocated a house, the family has a place to live, there are no bandits outside, and the soldiers of the imperial court will be on the street. Patrols, those local ruffians dare not commit crimes, and the lives of the people have never been easier.

Men can find work if they can afford it, and so can women if they are willing to get out of the house.

Moreover, women can recruit husbands and establish female households.

Set up a female household to have private property.

Don't worry about being robbed.

"In this case, old lady, I will go with you." Mrs. Zhao untied the shopkeeper herself.

He said to the women around him: "If I don't come back by then, you don't have to worry about me. You'd better live your life well. Ertou's family is very successful. If I don't come back, you can listen to her."

"If what he said is true, I will come back and take you out."

The women were very afraid, and Mrs. Zhao was their backbone.

It was the two-headed daughter-in-law who stood up and said, "Don't be naughty! The old lady has a fortune!"

The women fell silent.

Mrs. Zhao helped the shopkeeper up, and took off a gold bracelet from his wrist.

This is the dowry passed down to her by her mother, and she was not willing to take it when the family was in the most difficult time.

She shoved the gold bracelet into the shopkeeper's hand: "My son, I have wronged you. You pawned these two bracelets, and you can buy something for your home."

Even if the salesman was furious, his anger disappeared when he saw the gold bracelet.

This gold bracelet earned more than he earned from working for half a year, and it was still a solid gold bracelet!

"What's the matter!" The salesman grinned, "I know you are a sincere person, old lady! You never wrong a good person."

Early the next morning, Mrs. Zhao left with the shopkeeper.

The women in the village sent them on a long journey, many of them were weeping.

The children were dragged by their mother, and they also watched Mrs. Zhao leave.

"Mother, where are they going?" the little baby raised her head and asked her.

Mother said worriedly: "They are going outside."

The little baby has never left the village since he was born. He asked strangely, "Where is the outside? Is there anyone outside?"

Mother hugged him, crying tears and snot running down her face: "Mother is from outside, and mother's family is in the village outside!"

When she cried, the other women began to cry too.

My mother's family is also my home.

Married women also want to marry their parents.

Who knows if her mother's family is still there?

The little baby didn't understand very well, but when his mother cried, he cried too.

The widow's village was soon overwhelmed by cries.

They hope that what the salesman said is true.

The emperor has really changed outside, women can really set up households, and they don't have to pay taxes for three years of farming.

If that's the case, then they will set up a longevity tablet for the shopkeeper and burn incense to him every day.