I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

"Mom, you're awake. Are you hungry? At noon, Aunt Hua brought two eggs and asked my wife to stew them for you. ♤"

As Du Shi spoke, she opened the closed bowl. Inside was yellow egg custard, which must have been dripped with lard and fragrant.

Baiyunxi moved his nose. He only had a bowl of porridge at noon. He was already hungry. "Well, how many of the second brother and the others are back?"

"Mom, the second brother and the fourth and fifth brothers have been repairing the shacks at the end of the village. The fourth brother came back during the period and said that the shacks at the end of the village were in disrepair for a long time. Some of them collapsed and some had leaky roofs. It was very difficult to repair them. "

As Du Shi spoke, she looked at her mother-in-law's expression. Unfortunately, her mother-in-law's face was dull and she couldn't tell anything.

‘I don’t know if my mother-in-law has any private money. It would be great if she could use some of it to rent a livable house in the village. It would be better than a shack with air leakage everywhere. ’

Baiyunxi ate the egg custard in small bites. Listening to Du Shi's inner voice, the corners of her mouth twitched.

The original owner really didn't have a penny in her hands. All the money was spent on the old Juren's medical treatment. She had no money when she went to the funeral. It was her uncle Li Zheng who came forward to help recover some arrears of Shuxiu and exchanged them for copper coins. It was managed with reluctance.

The private schools of the Song Dynasty followed six rituals, namely celery, lotus seeds, red beans, dates, longan, and dried meat, each of which has its own meaning.

Celery means diligence and diligence.

Lotus seeds symbolize painstaking education.

Red beans symbolize good luck.

Dates mean high school early.

Longan symbolizes complete merit and virtue.

Dried meat represents the disciple’s intentions.

Except for the six rites, the tuition fee per semester is two buckets of rice, and the rest is gone.

Compared with the fees for private schools in the county, Lao Juren is really a conscientious person. Even so, there are still some people who don't have money to pay for repairs.

For those families who have no money and still want their children to study, Lao Juren never makes it difficult. He always keeps accounts first and then provides money when conditions permit.

It is common for some people to be in arrears for one or two years.

Lao Juren never rushes, and always adheres to the sage's words: there is no distinction between education and distinction. If you don't have money, you owe it first, and you will pay it when you have it.

For this reason, the original owner complained more than once, saying that some people were just slippery and deliberately defaulted. Lao Juren always smiled and told her not to judge others with their villainy.

Lao Juren lived in Liushuwan. Because of his status as a Juren, according to the laws of the Song Dynasty, his family could not only be exempted from corvee service, but also be exempted from the 200 acres of land tax. Because of this, most of the Bai family's fields were attached to Lao Juren's name. Down.

Now that the person is gone and the title of Juren is gone, apart from the pity that the land and taxes have to be paid, few people in the Bai clan are really sad.

Seeing her mother-in-law not speaking, Mrs. Du felt uneasy.

"Go and do your work, just call Yaya." The little girl ran out just now, but Du Shi didn't follow her after she came in.

"Hey~,"

Mrs. Du was stunned for a moment, then turned around and went out. Although she didn't know why her mother-in-law asked her daughter to come in, she didn't ask any more questions.

After a while, a little man came over hesitantly, looked up at her, and immediately lowered his head and grabbed his clothes.

Bai Yunxi looked at the timid look of the little girl and shook her head helplessly.

"Yaya, come and eat egg custard." She deliberately left half of it just for this girl.

As soon as she heard the egg custard, Yaya immediately raised her head, looked at the golden custard in the bowl, licked her lips, and shook her head timidly.

"Yaya is not hungry. Grandma's head is bleeding. She needs to be replenished." That's what Grandma Hua said when she came.