A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

He had to be extremely diligent, provide protection for his family and ensure that his daughter's marriage would not be too shabby.

Dad is a man who is not good at speaking, and he has never said such nice words to them. Jin Xiang couldn't stand it for a moment, and said with a tearful voice, grinning:

"Dad, you are so good to us!

I, I will never talk back to you again."

After hearing what Dad said, Mom felt distressed and sad. Her husband’s intentions were good, but could he really do this?

"Dad, these can be considered in the long term. Don't rush. Wait a little longer. It won't be too late to make plans when you are better."

Dad waved his hand and said:

"I can't wait any longer. If I wait any longer, my daughter's future will be ruined."

The father was heartbroken and regretted why he didn't wake up earlier and why he was decadent for so long, almost ruining his eldest daughter's life.

"Jiao Niang, go to the market early tomorrow morning to find me a suitable stall, and bring all the remaining pens, ink, paper and inkstones. I want to start over."

Dad sounded very confident when he spoke, but Mom was terrified when she heard him. She was afraid that Dad was too weak and would get sick if he lay outside in such cold weather all day.

"Dad, how about this, you practice calligraphy at home first, after all, you haven't done it for so long.

Tomorrow, I will go out and do some mending and washing for others. I can do any work."

"Am I not able to speak well at home?"

Dad's eyes sank slightly as he glanced at Mom, with a faint fire in his eyes ready to burst out.

Mother lowered her eyes, full of grievance, and said:

"No."

Before I uttered two words, tears started to flow.

When their mother cried, Jinxiang and Jinling panicked. They didn't know how to persuade their stubborn father. They also felt that what their father said was not realistic.

They all turned their eyes to Wen Meijiu who was standing in front of the bed, hoping that the eldest sister could persuade their father.

"Mom, let Dad go. This is a good thing."

When Wen Meijiu said this, not only was his mother stunned, but even Jinxiang and Lanling who were lying next to him were also stunned.

"Dad is already well-versed in history. Do you want him to lie in bed doing nothing all his life?"

She asked everyone back, her mother shook her head, and Jinxiang and Lanling also shook their heads.

"That's right. Only by going out can you have various possibilities and opportunities."

Wen Meijiu shook out the two quilts, covered the bed with them, and hooked his finger at the two little ones lying at the end of the bed, saying:

"Come and sleep with me."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the east room, leaving everyone in a daze.

“Fine wine understands me best.”

Dad lay on his back on the bed and sighed.

Jin Xiang was curious about why her elder sister said that, and was even more curious whether her guess about the quilt was true. She jumped out of bed, picked up her clothes and chased after her to the west room.

Lanling followed suit and quickly got out of bed to follow.

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"Sister, sister, sister, tell me, did you agree to our father setting up a stall just to comfort him and make him back off?"

Wen Meijiu had just laid down on the kang in the west room when Jin Xiang pushed the door open and slipped into her bed, throwing her clothes aside and splashing them all over Lan Ling's face as he got on the kang.

Wen Meijiu moved aside and smiled faintly: “How do you know I’m not sincere?”

Not getting the answer she wanted, Jin Xiang retorted:

"Dad is not in good health. He will get sick if he does this."

Wen Meijiu reached out and tapped her little head, saying, "If you're in a bad mood, won't you get sick faster? Do you want Dad to always live in the shadow of life?"

Touching her forehead, Jin Xiang looked at Wen Meijiu with admiration, and said as if she had suddenly realized something:

"Sister, I understand. So you want Dad to go out and have some fun. Whether he makes money or not is secondary.

If Dad makes some money, he will be more confident. "

Wen Meijiu didn't think too much about it. Ever since she knew that a severe drought was about to begin in the north, she had been thinking about how to persuade her family to follow her and leave here.

In ancient times, transportation was inconvenient. Whether traveling by car or on foot, long distances required a healthy body and an optimistic attitude.

Dad is willing to go out for a walk. As long as he keeps warm, it will be better for his spirit and body. It can be regarded as a way to adapt to the more difficult life in advance. After all, it will not be very comfortable on the road of fleeing famine.