Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

Ever since Lu Fanghai beat up that scoundrel with great force, no one has gossiped about the Lu family in front of them anymore.

But just because people don't say it to your face doesn't mean they won't talk about it behind your back. Once the news got out, Qiao'er's marriage was put on hold.

On that day, many women in the village saw Qiao'er being rescued. People always have a gossipy mentality, and even if something doesn't happen, they will make up something to arouse other people's interest.

As time went by, the story became more and more outrageous.

Fang also gradually visited other people's houses less and wentssiping less. Every time they got together to chat, there would always be someone who would try to find out what happened in a roundabout way.

In order to avoid being upset, I just stay at home every day.

Qiao'er spoke less and less. When her family was living a good life, her mother would always go out to show off her good son. But now she doesn't go out and stays at home with a sullen face every day. It's easy to guess what's the reason.

Du Wenxiu and his wife didn't care about Fang's behavior. They went into the mountains when they should go and made pickles when they should make them. They just lived their lives as usual.

The mouth is on someone else's body. If you can't control what others say, can you control what you do? Living a good life is better than anything else. Say whatever you want.

Even Mrs. Jiao, the most famous matchmaker in Shihe Town, did not come. She knew that the Lu family looked down on those from small families, but those from wealthy families also looked down on them. So she simply did not come and make things uncomfortable.

There were some matchmakers who came a few times, and without exception, they said that the Lu family were all widows and cruel people. They also implied that they should not be too picky. With their daughter's reputation, it was good enough to have someone want her. If they were more picky, even such a man would not be available.

Fang politely declined the offer, but she still got the reputation of wanting to climb up the social ladder.

Once, Lu Fanghai happened to be at home and heard the matchmaker mocking Fang: Your daughter's reputation is already in such a bad state, and you are still so picky. It would be better to wait until the last one left and send her to a wealthy family to be a concubine, then there would be some hope.

Lu Fanghai immediately became furious. He picked up a carrying pole and beat her out, leaving the matchmaker blocking the door and scolding her for a long time.

Since then, Fang fell ill. She felt listless every day, couldn't eat during the day, couldn't sleep at night, and became thinner day by day.

I consulted several doctors and they all said it was a heart disease. We all know it is a heart disease, but how to treat it?

No matter how many times I asked, the doctor just shook his head.

Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine, but where can we find this heart medicine?

Fang had endured so many years and was already weak, so how could she withstand such a torture?

Gradually, Fang's mental state became worse and worse. Later, he lay in bed all day long and was in a coma most of the time.

Seeing her hair getting more and more white and her face becoming more and more haggard, several people in the family were very worried.

Once, Qiaoer knelt down in front of her and cried, saying that she was willing to get married, no matter what kind of family the man was from, as long as her mother nodded, she would be willing to marry.

Fang looked at Qiao'er with her cloudy eyes, stretched out her skinny arms and held her in her arms.

"My son, when our family was in the most difficult time, mother never thought of selling you for food. Now that life is better, your brother is willing to support you. Even if you get married, we have to choose a good family." Qiao'er leaned on Fang's chest, crying.

Fang turned to Lu Fanghai again: "Mother is useless. Qiao'er has suffered so much since she was born in our family. Now she has encountered this incident. My poor Qiao'er... You must never treat your sister badly in the future, otherwise I will not be at ease when I leave."

Lu Fanghai's eyes were filled with tears, and he forced a smile and said, "Mom, what are you talking about? The doctor said that you suffered in the past, and now you are too exhausted, so you are like this. You should get better soon. Why do you act like you are making arrangements for your funeral..."

At the end of his speech, he choked up.

Fang ignored him and just asked him to swear an oath. In the end, only by swearing to heaven that he would take good care of Qiao'er could the matter be forgiven.

Fearing that she had something to confess, Du Wenxiu stepped forward and stood for a while. Fang tilted her head to look at her, then closed her eyes and said nothing.

"Mom, don't think too much. Eat well and take care of yourself. After some time, everyone will forget about those rumors and then we can find a good family for Qiao'er, okay?" Du Wenxiu coaxed her softly.

Fang tilted her head inward without opening her eyes.

Du Wenxiu was bored, but didn't say anything. He summoned the control he had when facing his boss in the company in his previous life, coughed dryly, and stepped aside.

Forget it, she's already so sick, why bother with her about these trivial things.

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After all, Fang didn't survive the winter.

That day, it snowed heavily and was freezing cold.

Du Wenxiu was very confused when he experienced the death of a loved one for the first time after traveling through time.

Whether it was the coffin or the funeral, I just did whatever others told me to do in a daze.

Perhaps the combination of her soul and this body was not good, she felt like she was not a character in the play, but a spectator.

Du Wenxiu did not get along well with her. Although Fang had learned her lesson and did not dare to beat or scold her, she was still in a bad mood on weekdays and they lived a noisy life.

Most of the time, two people are tired of each other, but now she is gone like this, why does it feel so unreal?

There was an endless stream of people coming to pay their respects. When someone came from outside to pay their respects and the filial son expressed his gratitude, there would be a burst of crying.

She should have been kneeling in the position of a filial daughter-in-law, but she got up for a moment on the pretext of going to the toilet. Now she lifted the curtain from behind and looked in secretly.

Du Wenxiu felt a little irritated, as if he was being scratched by ants, and he couldn't sit or lie down.

She went out and knelt beside Lu Fanghai, and kowtowed with him to express her gratitude to the people who came to pay their respects.

Everything goes according to plan, like a puppet.

Du Wenxiu suddenly realized that this feeling did not seem like something he was doing for Fang's funeral, but rather like attending his own funeral.

——In that world, Chen Xing died in a car accident.

Did she have a funeral at that time?

Du Wenxiu's heart suddenly felt like it was being pulled in pain, and she no longer cried fake tears. She cried heartbreakingly and was heartbroken.

The villagers sighed when talking about the Lu family's funeral. Even though the two of them didn't seem to have a good relationship when Fang was alive, they actually had feelings for each other in their hearts.

The funeral was held after seven days of rest.

After taking a last look at Fang lying in the coffin, the heavy lid fell, isolating Fang from the world.

Qiao'er cried so hard that she almost fainted. Du Wenxiu hugged her tightly. From then on, she had no mother.

I won't hear that annoying nagging voice anymore.

Fang's departure seemed to have taken away Du Wenxiu's ties with her.

In my previous life, I was a person with few relatives and was not close to anyone. When I died, I became a lonely ghost.

This life is different.

Even Fang, who was the most incompatible with me, would quietly cook for me, wash my clothes, and feed the chickens when I was busy...

She always retorts back when she's unhappy. I guess she always feels that her life is even more unfair, right?

Forget it, what else can I do but beat her up?

Never mind, she's already dead...

Forget it. Actually, many things can just be forgotten.

Next, let’s think about how our family of three can live a good life in the future.