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

Chapter 517: Temperament and Image

Looking at her dark and shiny eyes, Bai Yunxi chuckled lightly,

"You can be considered as risking your life to survive. The frightening days are over, and the previous ties are broken."

"You are a new student now. From now on, you will live for yourself. It is a blessing to experience the life of ordinary people. Live a life for yourself with flesh and blood, and taste the five flavors of life, the sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty. This life will be considered worthwhile. .”

“Of course, ordinary people’s lives can be interesting or boring, depending on how you look at them.”

Bai Yunxi looked at her with a smile, "My eldest daughter, this is the old turkey soup that cleanses your soul. I have been cooking it for more than half a year. I give it to you. Don't let it down."

 Having washed several babies, she is very experienced.

While Wenyou was deep in thought, Bai Anyan and Xiao Si came back excitedly.

“Mom, we saw that the tenant farmers have taken good care of the fields and the land is very fertile. They also asked us if we are the new owners?”

Hearing this, Bai Yunxi was stunned, "Has the Qin family told them?"

"No, it was the tenants who guessed it. The Qin family came here a few days ago, and some of what they said was overheard by the tenants. They are also very worried these days, saying that if the new owner doesn't let them farm, the future will be very difficult. sad."

Xiaosi said, pointing to the tenant farmers who were also looking at them,

"Seeing that they were so worried, I told them directly to let them farm the land well. As long as they keep their own rules and work hard and don't waste their fields, they don't have to worry about their fields being taken back. If they find someone cheating or cheating, don't blame us for being rude. ”

Bai Yunxi looked at Xiaosi's puffed-up chest and twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Look at you playing the piano."

“Mom, it’s really not me, it’s them who insisted on asking me. I couldn’t bear to see them worried, so I simply told them so that they could farm with peace of mind and not have random thoughts.”

 Xiao Si scratched his head and said, "If you don't believe me, ask my second brother?"

Bai Anyan nodded and echoed,

"This is true. As soon as we arrived, some people asked us if we were sent by the new owner? They also asked when the new owner would come?"

As he said that, Bai Anyan looked at himself in a cotton coat. It was washed very clean and had no patches. Why didn't he look like his boss?

　　Listening to the second child’s inner voice, Bai Yunxi almost couldn’t hold it back.

 “It’s getting late, let’s go home.”

Bai Laoer came to his senses, pulled up the cart and walked away, unable to help muttering at the same time.

Baiyunxi held back her laughter and did not open her mouth to comfort her.

 Your temperament and image cannot be changed in a short period of time. It cannot be changed by wearing new clothes.

 Lao Er is a kind of honest and simple person. Coupled with year-round hard work, he has the image of a farm man.

She has just seen the couple of the Qin family, especially the wife of the Qin family. Although she is wearing the cheapest silk, she is still wearing silk clothes, right? There are also two silver hairpins in her bun. This kind of dress belongs to a wealthy family in the town.

In addition, she lives in the town on weekdays and has a cloth shop business. She is protected from the wind and rain, and is no different from those landowners.

 As for wearing this, she specifically learned about the laws of the Song Dynasty.

  Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, both scholars and peasants can wear silk clothes. Unfortunately, few peasants are willing to wear silk clothes. The key is that they cannot afford it.

In business and industry, you can only wear linen and cotton, and silk can only be worn at home. You can't show off in the market. Especially in formal occasions, you must wear cloth, which can be regarded as a disguised form of suppression.

 (End of this chapter)