There is Room For the Poor Daughter

Mrs. Li led Yan Zhiqiang to meet the tenants on Zhuangzi, and learned about Zhuangzi's situation, and the group set off for the county seat.

After that, this Zhuangzi was left to Yan Zhiqiang to take care of.

On the carriage, Daohua sat next to Mrs. Yan and said, "Grandmother, Zhuangzi is so old, the third uncle must not be able to do it alone. When the spring planting next year, let's help him too."

"I think you want to come out and play!" Mrs. Yan tapped Daohua's forehead and glanced at Mrs. Li with a smile, "Now that your parents are by your side, the old lady doesn't care about your affairs in the future. If you can come out, ask your mother to go."

Daohua immediately looked at Mrs. Li.

Looking at her daughter's twinkling eyes, Mrs. Li smiled. She knew that her daughter was a little out of touch after getting along these days, but this is not Yanjia Village, so she can't let her temper.

Although their family is not an aristocratic family, female dependents don't need to strictly abide by the rules of not leaving the door, but they can't go out at will.

These days, because she just arrived in the county town, she indulges her to run around. After that, the rules that should be followed have to be established, otherwise the rest of the family will have opinions.

Mrs. Li thought for a while, then smiled: "Your father places great importance on studies. Your third sister is now reading the Analects of Confucius. As the eldest sister, you cannot be left behind."

Daohua said immediately: "The Analects, I have read it too."

Mrs. Li was stunned for a moment, and looked a little surprised: "Daohua has also started to learn the Analects?"

At this time, Madam Yan interjected with a smile: "You girl has a good memory, the third uncle sighed at me several times, saying that if Daohua was a man, it would be nice, then our family might have another jinshi. ."

Mrs. Li was really shocked: "Is the third uncle so optimistic about Daohua?"

Mrs. Yan looked proud: "That is, do you remember the grandson of the patriarch? He is several years older than Daohua, and his learning progress can't keep up with our Daohua."

Seeing Madam Yan's proud appearance, Daohua felt a little ashamed.

The reason why she reads fast is not because she is smart. She has an adult soul, and she is naturally calmer and more comfortable than a child. In addition, where is the nine-year compulsory education? ?

However, in this life, her memory is really good. You can remember 80 to 90% of many things after watching them three or four times.

She felt that this was probably because she ate the high-quality grain produced in the space.

The food grown in the space is of good quality and rich in nutrients. After eating, the body will develop better.

The Yan family, whether it is Mrs. Yan, or Yan Wentao and Yan Wenhui, eat a lot of food in the space, and their health is much better than ordinary people.

Just like the third aunt Wu, it is reasonable to say that she was exposed to the wind and the sun in her hometown. Standing with Mrs. Li and Mrs. Sun, it should appear more vicissitudes of life. However, because of eating the things in the space, whether it is skin or body , no less than these two pampered wives.

Mrs. Sun had secretly asked Mrs. Wu several times in private, asking how she took care of it. It's a pity that Mr. Wu himself didn't know it, he just said that he never took care of it.

In this regard, Mrs. Sun had a look of disbelief. It was not that she had never seen village women before, but she felt that Mrs. Wu, like them in the countryside, did not do any farm work at all.

All the way after that, Mrs. Yan kept bragging about how smart Daohua was, and complimented her so much. If it wasn't for the wrong gender, she would have almost said that she was a Wenqu star, and Daohua herself blushed.

However, Mrs. Li didn't feel anything wrong, she listened with a smile on her face, and occasionally echoed a few words.

Really one dares to speak, one dares to listen.

Half an hour later, Daohua was covering her head in a trance when she suddenly heard the third uncle saying that the city gate had arrived.

To this end, Daohua breathed a sigh of relief.

It was finally here, and if she listened to it any more, she would feel that the person old Mrs. Yan was talking about was not her.

However, at the gate of the city, the carriage actually stopped.

"Hey, why didn't you leave?"

Daohua lifted the curtain of the car and found that there were many people gathered around the city gate, blocking the road.

After waiting for a while, the carriage hadn't left yet, and Daohua couldn't help but lift the curtain again. Who knows, Yan Wentao took the lead from outside to lift the curtain.

"Third brother, what's wrong?"

Yan Wentao: "Someone is selling his body to bury his father in front, blocking the road. Dad asked me to come over and tell my grandmother and aunt. We may have to wait for a while before entering the city."

Upon hearing this, Daohua's eyes suddenly burst into an astonishing light: "Selling your body to bury your father!!!" I have seen this kind of plot a lot in novels and TV, but I didn't expect to see the live version today.

Daohua looked eagerly at Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Li: "Grandmother, mother, I want to go down and have a look."

Mrs. Li wanted to refuse, but she could see that her daughter was looking forward to it, and she couldn't say anything, so she looked at Mrs. Yan.

Mrs. Yan has always known Daohua's temperament. She knew that if she was not allowed to get off the bus today, she would have to torture them for a long time, so she said, "Don't cause trouble, just look outside."

Daohua immediately assured: "Don't worry, I will never cause trouble." After saying that, she got out of the car.

Seeing this, Mrs. Yan shook her head: "I don't know who this girl's temperament resembles?"

Li's family is quiet and dignified, and the boss is also restrained and prudent. How could she have such a girl who escaped?

Mrs. Li smiled and said: "Master said, Daohua's temperament is very similar to when she was young."

Mrs. Yan recalled how she looked when she was young, and she was immediately happy: "Don't say it, that girl does look like me."

Outside the carriage, Daohua pulled Yan Wentao and squeezed into the crowd.

"More than one person who sold his body to bury his father?"

At this moment, there are three corpses on the road outside the city gate, and the corpses are simply covered with straw.

In front of the corpse, three little girls of fifteen or sixteen were kneeling.

Daohua took a closer look at the three little girls, and found that one of them was very good-looking, with big watery eyes, because of the death of a relative, and with tears in her eyes, she looked very pitiful.

The other two looked very ordinary, and one of them was so hungry that he was skinny and looked a little scary.

Some of the onlookers expressed sympathy for him, some were simply watching the fun, and few came forward to buy people.

This year is not easy for everyone. Unless the family is relatively wealthy, who will buy people at this time?

Daohua looked at the people around her and found that many men were looking at the good-looking girl, and a few young gentlemen even stepped forward to comfort the girl.

Not long after, a young man dressed as a scholar stepped forward and gave the girl a dime: "Girl, go and bury your father."

The girl looked up at the scholar, but did not accept the money.

Seeing this, the scholar immediately said, "I don't want you to sell yourself, you just have to hold the money."

The girl shook her head, bit her lip and said nothing.

That stubborn look made the men around him feel distressed.

Yan Wentao was anxious for her: "Why doesn't she accept money?"

Daohua smiled: "It may be that the scholar is not the girl's target." The scholar's dress does not look like a rich man, and the girl may not like it.

"Ah?" Yan Wentao didn't understand, and was about to ask, when a young man in brocade came over surrounded by people.

As soon as Young Master Jin Yi stood still, the girl who did not accept the scholar's money suddenly raised her head in tears, and looked at Young Master Jin Yi pitifully.

Seeing the girl's face clearly, Young Master Jinyi's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he smiled gently: "Your father, this Young Master, buried you."

Hearing this, the girl shed tears of gratitude: "Thank you, Young Master, the little girl has nothing to do in return, she can only repay Young Master with her body."

Hearing this, Daohua showed such an expression as expected.

"It turns out that the girl is looking for a rich boy!"

Yan Wentao also reacted at this time.

Not only him, but other people around him also suddenly realized.

Looking at the girl who followed the young master in Jinyi, the scholar was shy and stunned.

At this moment, another girl spoke up.

"Please do well, my son. I can cook, chop wood, farm, and do anything. I am willing to be a cow and a horse to repay the son."

The scholar glanced at the girl, threw down the silver, turned and left the crowd.

The girl picked up the silver, kowtowed three times in succession, and said loudly, "Bury my father, I will serve the young master immediately." After speaking, she asked the refugees who were familiar with her to carry her father to the burial.

At the scene, only the skinny girl was left.

"They're all poor people!"

Daohua sighed, because the road was much smoother because of the two who sold their bodies to bury their father. The carriage of the Yan family came, and Yan Zhiqiang asked them to get on the carriage.

Just when Daohua turned around, the girl suddenly raised her head, as if she mustered a lot of courage, and said in a hoarse voice: "I beg you to buy me."