Yin Niang was very angry, very angry, especially when she heard something outside the door and hurriedly ran over to open the door, but saw someone scribbling on the black painted door again. This made her so angry that she no longer cared about her usual lady identity. She stood in front of the door with her waist and started cursing.

This was learned from the wives in the village after Yin Niang moved to Shangshui Village with her little wife. However, she was still a little girl. She was not as big as the wives in the village, and she had fewer curses. After tossing and turning, she only said, "Don't let me catch you, otherwise you will be as beautiful as you." As a result, a burst of ridicule from the children in the bamboo forest. When Yin Niang chased her into the bamboo forest angrily, the troubled children had already run away.

"Yin Niang, what are you doing? You are not afraid of making jokes when you yell at the door and see Yin Niang who is angry, you can't help asking, with a little blame in your tone. After all, Yin Niang's cursing voice just now also scared her, and it's not good for people to see it.

"Sister, look at our gate. The naughty boys in the village always write and draw on it. I have wiped it several times during this period, but every time I wipe it clean, they will be covered with it again." Yin Niang said a little aggrievedly at this time. She didn't remember when the children in the village started to write and draw on the gate of their homes. She had tried to catch the other party several times, but those kids were very terrifying. As soon as they heard the movement, they would run into the bamboo forest. Every time she didn't even see a figure.

Yan Yuru smiled when she heard Yin Niang's words and said, "It's all children. Yin Niang, why do you have the same knowledge as them? The door is painted again and it's dirty and wiped clean. It doesn't matter anyway."

Yan Yuru said, turning back to the yard and personally fetched a bucket of water. Yin Niang hurriedly ran forward to help when she saw this. The master and servant lifted the water to the door, picked up the rag and were about to wipe the door. Suddenly, Yan Yuru was surprised and exclaimed: "Wait a minute, are these really written by the children in the village?"

"It must be, although I haven't seen anyone, I have heard their voices. They are the children in the village. Everyone is so powerful. Next time I catch them, I must make them look good!" Yin Niang said angrily again, and after that, she took the rag and wiped the door clean.

"Wait a minute, these shouldn't be randomly scribbled, but they look like some words that we don't know." Yan Yuru stopped Yin Niang at this time, and at the same time looked at the unrecognized symbols on the door. She has always been arrogant and knowledgeable, and has some knowledge in writing from various countries, but she can't recognize what the words these symbols in front of her are.

"Sister, you must have thought too much. Although Shangshuizhuang is richer than the surrounding villages, there are not many people who can read in the whole village, let alone those children. These must be written and drawn by them, and they must not be written!" Yin Niang smiled when she heard this. She was also a poor man in the past, so she naturally knew that it would be good for poor people to have enough food. Where else would she recognize words?

"No, Yin Niang, look at the characters with two circles stacked together. They have appeared several times in this line. In addition, other characters also appear again and again, but some are more or less. If they are randomly drawn, this will definitely not happen. On the contrary, when we write, we often use repeated words." Yan Yuru said with certainty. Her observation ability has always been very keen, especially when these symbols are repeated so many times in front of her. Naturally, she can see it at a glance.

Yin Niang is a rough girl, so she hasn't noticed that the words written on the door may be of some kind for so long, but she is not stupid either. After hearing Yan Yuru's reminder, she immediately observed them carefully. Finally, she nodded in agreement and said, "Sister is so smart. She can see the secrets at once. But how can the children in the farm know how to write, and where are these words?"

"I don't know these words, but since they were written by children in the village, I believe the people in the village must know the reason. If you have time, you can ask them and let the children not write them again." Yan Yuru picked up the rag and started to wipe the door. Although she was a little curious about these strange words, she didn't take them much. After all, with her current situation, it would be nice to be able to take good care of herself.

Yin Niang agreed when she heard this and began to help Yan Yuru wipe the door together. After cleaning it, the sun was about to set and it was time to make dinner. However, Yin Niang said to Yan Yuru with some embarrassment: "Sister, we don't have much rice and flour, and the money is almost spent. If this continues, we may really be hungry."

Hearing Yin Niang's words, a trace of haze flashed across Yan Yuru's face, but she quickly showed a bright smile and said, "Yin Niang, have you picked a lot of wild vegetables today, have you washed it and added some white flour to steam it. It is also a rare delicacy. I will eat this tonight. As for money, you don't have to worry about it, I will find a way!"

"Well, sister, don't be too anxious. If it really doesn't work, I'll go to the Prince of Guangyang's villa to ask. There are so many people living in the villa, and people who should need to wash clothes. Then I can go and make money for them. Save some money to support my sister and me." Yin Niang also advised at this time. She was very clear about the situation at home, and knew that Yan Yuru had been hurting her mind for supporting her family. Unfortunately, she couldn't help her family, and helping others with clothes was the best way she thought of.

"Haha, Yin Niang has an idea. If my sister really can't think of a solution, let's go to be a laundry girl together!" Yan Yuru couldn't help but smile after hearing Yin Niang's words.

However, Yan Yuru knew in her heart that Yin Niang's idea was not working at all. After all, although there are many people living in the prince's villa, most of them are servants. These people are serving others, so how could they ask someone to help them wash their clothes? As for those in charge of the affairs, there were naturally other servants to help them wash their clothes. After they came, they did not see the people in the villa handing over the clothes to the women in Xiashuizhuang to wash them. From this, it can be seen that the villa had no such demand at all. It was just to prevent Yin Niang from disappointing that she did not tell her own guess.

Yin Niang is young and her heart is very simple. When she heard Yan Yuru agree with her thoughts, she was very happy and jumped to the kitchen to cook. But after she left, Yan Yuru sighed and poured out the dirty water left after wiping the door, then she returned to her room.

The furnishings in Yan Yuru's bedroom were very simple. Apart from a dressing table next to the window, there was only one bed, one table and one chair. The bed was covered with plain sheets, and the thin quilts were neatly folded. There was also a bamboo basket on the bed, and there was an unembroidered embroidery piece in the basket. Yan Yuru walked to the edge of the bed and picked up the unfinished embroidery piece and looked at it. It was estimated that it would take at least ten days to complete. This made her a little discouraged. In the situation at home, it might not be enough to last ten days. Moreover, although she was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the girl's red one was very ordinary, and the embroidered embroidery piece might not be sold at any good price.

Thinking of the above, Yan Yuru couldn't help but sigh. Using embroidery to support her family was the only way she could come up with. Unfortunately, she seems to be really not a material for embroidery girls, and she cannot support her family with this.

Originally, Yan Yuru's previous identity would never have reached this point. But she had her own difficulties. She finally got out of the sea of ​​suffering of brothels. She thought she could start her own life again, but unfortunately she still couldn't escape the control of others. Not only did she settle in Shangshui Village where Zhao Yan Villa was located, but she was almost penniless. Fortunately, she carried a few jewelry with her and was worth some money, so she barely supported until now.

Thinking of her own jewelry, Yan Yuru's eyes turned to the dressing table by the window again. She immediately walked over quickly and then opened the drawer of the dressing table. Unfortunately, it was empty inside. Even now, there was only a bamboo hairpin on her head, and there were no more jewelry. However, in the end, Yan Yuru's eyes fell on the bronze mirror on the dressing table. Although this bronze mirror is not a precious thing, it should be worth some money. After two days, Yin Niang will be a good person. It should be able to exchange for some rice and flour for a period of time.

In fact, Yan Yuru still has a last way, which is to re-play her own sign. She only needs to play the previous song to get countless money. However, Yan Yuru hated that kind of life. She would rather die than give up the dignity and freedom she had finally obtained.

Yin Niang quickly prepared the steamed wild vegetables. Although she lacked oil and salt, Yan Yuru ate very sweetly and often joked with Yin Niang. Yin Niang was also optimistic. As long as she had food to eat, she would soon put the difficulties at home.

The next morning, Yin Niang prepared the porridge and only served the clear soup on it, leaving all the rice below for Yan Yuru. She was worried that Yan Yuru would not eat it, so she deliberately drank her clear soup in one breath and ran out. Now Yan Yuru had to eat it if she didn't eat it.

After Yin Niang ran out of the house, she immediately thought of the boys who wrote random words on her own door. She went to the village to inquire, and soon she found out that many children in the village had gone to the private school run by the Prince of Guangyang and learned a lot of strange things. The symbols written on her door were written by the children who went to study, because she also saw the same thing on the walls of some families in the village.

The culprit was found. Although she didn't know which children wrote it, Yin Niang thought of a solution, which was to go to the private school called Qingshui Primary School to find the teacher there to complain, asking the teacher to warn the children not to draw any tricks. But she didn't know that the teacher in the private school was actually Zhao Yan, otherwise she would not have the courage to complain. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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