Two days passed in a flash. Zhan Feiyu received two sticks on her back and thighs. She asked Shan Wazi to help her go to a private school to take a leave of absence. She continued to study and practice calligraphy every day, even harder than before.
"Xiaoyu can really hold his temper. After sitting there for two hours, my Shanwazi felt as if there were nails under her butt." The aunt who helped wash the vegetables was Shanwazi's mother.
"Oh, be satisfied. My little bitch makes trouble every day and doesn't go to private school. If his father hadn't whipped him with a stick, he would have dared to skip school." The fat aunt who was chopping vegetables sighed. The other children were just poor at studying, but hers was better.
, I would rather take a hoe to work in the fields, the man is not even half as tall as a hoe.
Mrs. Li smiled and took over the words, "Xiaoyu is a girl's family, so she should be quieter. The boys are all naughty. It will be better when they are older."
The fat aunt glanced around and then asked in a low voice: "Ms. Xiaoyu, why did I hear that your mother-in-law was sick? Xiaoyu made me angry."
Two days were enough for little Yao to spread the news about Mrs. Zhan's illness throughout the village. Of course, she did not dare to say that Mrs. Zhan had wiped her neck with a kitchen knife. After all, the family scandal should not be made public.
Li's smile was a bit awkward. She had already heard the same question asked by seven or eight people.
Little Yao, who was borrowing a stool outside, grabbed Ma Dahua, who was chattering, and said, "After reading for a few days, my wings have become hardened. We were all beaten when we provoked Landlord Zhu's family, and even she dared to make the decision even after paying ten taels of silver."
"A yellow-haired girl dares to spend money. If this happens to my family, I can't beat her to death, and she is still studying? Bah, is the boy dead?" Ma Dahua said with spittle flying.
Ma Dahua was reluctant to give up money. Even after giving birth to three sons, none of them went to private school. She couldn't bear to see Zhan Feiyu, a little girl, spending money to go to school.
Your little boy is dead! Little Yao was very unhappy, but he could only echo and continued: "Sister-in-law Ma, you are absolutely right. It is my father-in-law who has the final say when it comes to treating guests to dinner. If things go wrong, my eldest brother will step in.
It's her little girl's turn to make the decision? Use the family's money to buy fame..."
"It seems like your sister-in-law has a traitorous temperament." The woman next to her sneered. She had had a quarrel with Mrs. Li, so she didn't take the opportunity to add insult to injury to Mrs. Li and Zhan Feiyu.
"Xiaoyu is really brave. I'm afraid I'll have to compete with the big girls from the Hu family in the east." An older woman shook her head. The girl from the Hu family was so bold that she eloped with her brother's salesman on her wedding day.
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"Yeah, I'm worried too, but my sister-in-law doesn't listen and only protects her. Some time ago..." Xiao Yao added more jealously and said that Zhan Feiyu was the master of the house and instigated the couple to divorce.
For this, Mr. Zhan even slapped him in the face.
"Oh, good beating! If it weren't for your sister-in-law's pampering, how dare a seven-year-old girl make such a fuss?" Ma Dahua laughed viciously. She was often beaten by her boss. Li was the same age as her, from the same village, and only gave birth to a girl.
, why are you living a better life than yourself!
The women who surrounded little Yao were all talkative, and they all agreed in unison.
"After reading, I look down on Dalang and the others." Little Yao became more and more excited and continued to spit, "Even her grandparents dared to disobey. My mother-in-law got sick after just saying a few words. Brother
I have been kneeling beside the bed for more than half an hour, but Xiaoyu refuses to admit his mistake or admit his weakness."
"Such an unfilial girl is still allowed to celebrate the New Year without being beaten to death?" Ma Dahua sneered and looked disdainfully in the direction of the Zhan family. They all said how powerful Mrs. Zhan was, and she was actually made sick by this girl. It seems that the old Zhan family
The whole family is a softie!
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When Shen Shi opened the banquet, the main table in the main room was filled with the most respected elders in the village. Muramasa, the youngest, got up and poured wine for Old Man Zhan and the others.
"You are rich. After the death of the old fifth uncle, our Zhan family has not produced a scholar." The old man who spoke is the old patriarch of the Zhan family. He is in his mid-seventies. In previous years, except for ancestor worship, the old patriarch would not come out.
Sitting down, this time I came to Zhan’s house entirely because of Zhan Feiyu.
"Old patriarch, not to mention the Zhan family, there has only been one child in the village, Minghai, for so many years." Muramasa smiled bitterly, there was no scholar in the village, and if something happened, there would be no one to support the situation.
The elders at the main table couldn't help but sigh, they are inferior in everything but reading is good! But studying costs money, and poor peasant families really have to tighten their belts if they want to support a scholar.
The Fang family at the end of the village starved to death two elders and sold three little girls. But in the end, the Fang family took the exam for twenty years, from a teenage boy to a child who was married, even the county
I haven't even passed the test. I can't carry it with my shoulders or lift it with my hands. I drink at home all day long. My forty-year-old wife looks as if she is seventy years old.
When the old patriarch said straightforwardly: "Your wife usually doesn't love Xiaoyu very much, why did she end up like this this time? Scholars value reputation, and if the family has no money, the clan and the village will provide Xiaoyu with education.
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No matter how little Mr. Yao praised Dalang Zhan, the fact is that Dalang failed to pass the scholar examination after studying for four years, and the other sons of Mr. Zhan were almost the same, none of them had any talent for reading.
The old clan leader specifically asked Muramasa to ask Master Lin. With Xiaoyu's talent, she could pass the county examination in at least two years, and she would definitely be admitted as a scholar before the age of fifteen. Otherwise, the clan would not spend money to support her in studying.
"Uncle Qi, I understand, we still have money at home." Old man Zhan replied with a stern expression. He was trying to save face. Although the old patriarch did not point his finger at him and scold him today, the meaning behind his words was very clear.
The Zhan family has no money, so the clan and the village will also provide money. But in the future, if Zhan Feiyu obtains a meritorious service, the clan and the village will be the first to repay the favor. If the Zhan family wants to take advantage, it depends on whether the clan agrees or not.
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The old patriarch nodded, pointing at Zhan Feiyu, who is the granddaughter of old man Zhan, and this face should be given to him, "It's good that you know, it's not easy for the Zhan family to be a scholar! Think about it, if Xiaoyu hadn't been talented, Landlord Zhu would
Will your family want to propose marriage?"
Although he was disturbed by Zhu Kun in the end, in the opinion of the old patriarch, Zhu Peng was not worthy of Xiaoyu. With Xiaoyu's appearance, talent, talent and learning, he would marry into a famous family in the future. In this way, the Zhan family had
You can change the door lintel with ease.
At nightfall, the banquet broke up and Zhan's family gathered in Mrs. Zhan's bedroom.
"Mom, have a drink of soup. This is stewed by three-year-old hens." Little Yao persuaded her earnestly while holding a bowl, and looked at the indifferent old Mrs. Zhan who was lying on the bed with a worried look on her face.
Looking at my mother who had not eaten or drank for two days, Boss Zhan knelt down with a plop and said, "Mom, my son is unfilial, please eat some."
Mrs. Li held Zhan Feiyu's hand and stood silently in the corner.
Ma looked at Mrs. Zhan curiously with her eyes wide open. Before, she thought her mother was just pretending. How could anyone be hungry for two days?
Especially the banquet held today, the smell... Ma wished she had two bellies, but a closer look showed that Mrs. Zhan's face was sickly pale, her lips were chapped, she was obviously hungry.
"Mom, eldest brother has already knelt down for you." Zhan Lao Er motioned to little Yao to get out of the way, he sat down on the edge of the bed, held Mrs. Zhan's thin hand, and said with concern: "Mom, starting from tomorrow I will
, Dalang Sanlang will be hungry with you."
"Why are we in the second room starving?" Xiao Yao was furious when he heard this. He glared at Zhan Feiyu fiercely and cursed sternly: "Xiaoyu, why are you still standing there? Why don't you kowtow to your milk?
Apologize! You are such a house disturber, do you have to kill the whole family?"
"Xiaoyu, kneel down!" Turning around, Boss Zhan shouted angrily, looking at the indifferent Zhan Feiyu with disappointment.
Boss Zhan has been suffering the most these past two days. Seeing his mother lying on the bed without eating or drinking, her breath getting weaker day by day, while Xiaoyu is reading and practicing calligraphy like a normal person. For the first time, Boss Zhan felt his daughter's cold-bloodedness.
, the well-behaved and sensible daughter in my memory has disappeared.