Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

One acre of paddy field, half acre of dry land, and three children still have to pay six to seven hundred wen each year. The future should be very difficult.

Mulan nodded.

She is not afraid of these. Both she and Zhu Erhu are hardworking people. As long as two people work hard, they can always live on well.

If it had been in the past, Mulan hadn't had any confidence, and now she could go to the streets to do business and earn money, but she had to work harder and weave more baskets to sell.

"Well, elder brother, mother, let's make it so, mother will stay with you in the future, and we will go out of the second room."

"Also, second brother, you also have to pay for the alimony of this mother every year, depending on your wishes, but you can't let my third brother and I bear it."

"to make!"

So the separation of the Zhu family was divided under the witness of the villagers.

Zhao Yun'er was also relieved from the side.

On the face of it, Mulan and her man had received few things and suffered a lot, but Mulan was more fortunate that she had escaped the devil's grasp.

As long as you are diligent and willing to use your brain, there is no one who can't survive.

Zhao Yuner is not worried about Mulan's situation.

After watching the excitement at Zhu's house, it was already past eleven o'clock, and Zhao Yuner hurriedly drove the donkey back home.

Doudou and Mu Lianfeng were sitting in the room, and Mu Lianfeng was teaching Doudou homework.

Among the several books that Zhao Yuner bought back were the three-character classics of hundreds of families, as well as the thousand-character essays and the poetry classics.

At this time, Mu Lianfeng and Doudou were explaining the Book of Songs.

When Zhao Yuner arrived and stood at the door, she heard Mu Lianfeng's mouth read, "Tao Zhiyaoyao, burn Qihua. The son is home, and it is suitable for his family.

Tao Zhiyao, there is a lot of truth. The son is home, suitable for his family. Tao Zhiyao, its Ye Zhenzhen. The son is home, suitable for his family. "

Zhao Yun'er didn't know much about these ancient prose. When she was a child, her grandfather liked classical literature and talked about it in her ears.

Although she didn't understand the meaning of this poem, Zhao Yuner fell in love with it all of a sudden, because she thought it was beautiful.

Doudou was only three years old, and naturally he didn't understand what the poem was saying, so he asked softly, "Daddy, what does this poem mean, Doudou can't understand."

Mu Lianfeng petted and touched Doudoutou, "You are still young, and it is normal that you don't understand it. You will understand when you grow up, but now Daddy likes this poem very much."

Doudou didn't understand, "Why does Daddy like this poem?"

"Because of the artistic conception of this poem..." Mulian Feng said.

He read this poem in silence again, while imagining that Zhao Yuner was holding a bunch of bright peach blossoms in her hand, which was so beautiful. Waiting for a day, this beautiful woman with peach petals can marry him and become his wife.

When I didn't have a woman I liked before, I couldn't realize the beauty of this poem.

"What kind of artistic conception is it?" Zhao Yuner walked in and asked with a smile, but also wanted to hear what Mu Lianfeng said.

Mu Lianfeng was startled slightly, then a smile turned up at the corner of his mouth. The beauty makes people breathe.

"Nothing, I can't say anything about artistic conception, I can only experience it myself." Mulianfeng said, but he didn't say that it was Zhao Yun'er that he thought of.

Zhao Yun'er smiled slightly and did not continue to question, because she herself knew that her artistic conception could only be understood.

The ancient Chinese culture is really amazing, and Zhao Yuner suddenly wanted to be like Doudou, following Mu Lianfeng, to learn these traditional ancient poems.