Chapter 3 I'm a Fairy
At this moment, it was not dark yet. Zheng Yaqin's grandmother Zheng Qianshi, her father Zheng Wanbao, her mother Zhang Guizhi, her eldest brother Zheng Guoqiang and her younger brother Zheng Guosheng were sitting on the kang chatting.
The whole family sat together, the family was both together and the family was busy, but Zheng Yaqin was excluded from their circle.
After Zheng Yaqin pushed the door out, her mother Zhang Guizhi immediately frowned. She was upset when she saw Zheng Yaqin. When she saw her, she remembered that the first child she had was a girl movie, which made her unable to raise her head in her husband's house for several years.
Because of his annoyance, Zhang Guizhi scolded Zheng Yaqin-
"If you don't lie down in the house to recuperate, why are you so sad when you come out? You can't hold you in the house anymore, right?"
Zheng Yaqin said expressionlessly, "I'm not sick, I just fainted from hunger."
Zhang Guizhi looked at her with disgust, "You are hungry, who is not hungry? I am still hungry. Everyone is hungry. It's good if you don't starve to death. You are still hungry. It's useless to shout about hunger. Our family has only the little food. It's not enough to raise your brothers. How can you eat?"
The old lady Zheng Qianshi and Zheng Wanbao were listening next to each other, neither participating nor stopping them.
They didn't think there was anything wrong with Li Guizhi's doing. Girls, they were originally supported by other people's families. It was already very worthy of their ability to raise her so much. Even if they scolded her and beat her a few times, she should have suffered a lot.
Zheng Yaqin raised her eyelids and looked at Zhang Guizhi and said, "If I starve to death, wouldn't your fifty kilograms of corn be wasted?"
"Hey, you've learned to talk back? Your skin is itchy again, right?"
When Zhang Guizhi heard that Zheng Yaqin dared to speak back, she sat up straight from the kang, and stared at Zheng Yaqin with her eyes and stared at him fiercely. If she hadn't seen this dead girl just woke up, she had decided to jump down and slap her two mouths, and she would see if she would dare to speak back.
Zheng Yaqin looked at her mother's behavior as a big man and my dick, pulled the corner of her mouth and said, "Mom, I see that your Yin Tang is black, you are going to be unlucky lately!"
"What? Do you dare to curse me?"
Zhang Guizhi couldn't believe her ears.
This dead girl who usually dares to say anything even when she hits her body, she dares to contradict her and curse her. It's really a rebellious thing...
Zheng Yaqin said calmly, "I didn't curse you. When I fainted, I dreamed of an old god. The old god said that I was the fairy in front of the Queen Mother's throne. I had come down to earth and had experienced disasters and opened my eyes to the sky, so I could see that you were in trouble..."
"Bah, you damn girl, you not only curse your mother, but also dare to scatter (dialect: the meaning of lying). Let's see how I deal with you..."
While scolding, Zhang Guizhi picked up the broom sweeping the kang and jumped off the floor.
Zheng Yaqin said, "I didn't know anything. Now I know astronomy and geography. I can recognize words and write. If you don't believe it, I will know."
Zhang Guizhi didn't believe Zheng Yaqin's words at all. She waved her broom and beat her while scolding, "Damn girl, you still dare to be blind. You really won't cry until you see the coffin. Look, I won't peel you off now!"
Zheng Yaqin would not stand there and let her beat her. She stopped the broom that was about to fall on her body and said coldly, "I am a fairy. If you beat me, I will be punished by God."
At this time, Old Mrs. Zheng, who had been a melon-eating audience, suddenly spoke out, "Brother's wife, don't beat me first."
Old Mrs. Zheng is a superstitious person. When she heard Zheng Yaqin say with confidence that she met a god and helped her with the eyes of the sky, the old lady didn't realize that she believed it.
After all, she could not lie such an easy-to-verify thing, nor could she dare to lie like this, because such lies could not stand scrutiny and could be exposed in an instant.
Zhang Guizhi stopped, turned her head and said to her mother-in-law, "Mom, do you really believe what this dead girl said?"
Zheng Qian said, "It's true? You'll know if you try it. Goudan, go to the house and take your book and the pencil."
Zheng Guoqiang, the eldest grandson of the Zheng family, is 10 years old this year and is in the second grade of elementary school. However, because the year is not good, the school will be closed in the spring. I don’t know when classes will resume.
Goudan was not happy to study. Since the class was suspended, his schoolbag had never been opened and he had been sleeping on the kang cabinet in his breasts room.
Hearing his breasts' words, Goudan jumped off the ground and ran towards the east room with a thud.
He was also curious about what Da Ya said just now and wanted to verify whether what she said was true or false.
After bringing the schoolbag, Gou Dan'er carried the schoolbag upside down and poured it onto the kang. With a clamor, the textbooks, books, dirty erasers, rulers and half-pointed pencils were all over the edge of the kang.
"I've brought all my breasts, you can take the exam for her soon."
Zheng Qian took his grandson's notebook, pencil, turned a new page, pointed and said, "You write for me... I live a hundred years old, well, I write about herds of cattle and horses, and... my family is rich..."
The old lady racked her brains and said all the four words and auspicious words she knew, but she didn't even fall for the wedding night.
After listening to the old lady's instructions, Zheng Yaqin picked up the pen and wrote without saying a word.
I saw her lowered her head and calmly writing on the paper, rustling, rustling... The sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper pages, and as the pen tip out, beautiful and neat words were written out.
The five members of the old Zheng family saw the square words written from under Zheng Yaqin's pen tip, and they all stared in surprise and opened their mouths wide.
What's going on here?
This damn girl can actually write?
But she hasn't read a book for a day and doesn't know a single big word. How could she write?
Moreover, the handwriting is so beautiful!
Could it be...is it really like what she said?
Is she a fairy?
She opened her eyes?
Zheng Yaqin lowered her head and smiled secretly while writing. Not to mention these mere Chinese characters, it would be fine to ask her to write English.
When she was working as a nanny for Professor Chen, Professor Chen thought she was too low in education and couldn't talk to her. Later, because she was bored, she simply taught her to read and read.
Zheng Yaqin has admired cultural people since she was a child and envied those who know how to read and write. When she was just kicked out of her husband's house, she suffered a lot of uneducated losses when she was working in the city.
She has the opportunity to study now, and she cherishes it very much, so she studies it very seriously.
Professor Chen saw that she was willing to study, and she learned very quickly, and felt very accomplished. Gradually, she loved to teach her more and more. In the past 20 years, whenever Professor Chen became addicted to teaching and educating, he would call her over to teach her.
Now, she is already a person with university education, and writing a few ordinary Chinese characters is too pediatric for her.
After writing, she handed the notebook to Zheng Qian, "Milk, take a look."
Zheng Qian took the book and looked at Zhang Guizhi. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law both showed a look of ghosts in their eyes.
"That... Wanbao, my mother is illiterate. Look at what she wrote correctly!"
Zheng Qian handed the notebook to her son tremblingly. Her son was a cultural person who studied in the school for three years and knew at least a hundred words.
Zheng Wanbao took the book, read it from top to bottom, and picked out all the words he knew. Sure enough, no one was wrong.
Chapter completed!