Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

Little Liu in the east room reached out to close the window, but he couldn't block out the buzzing noise.

"Son, why did you close the window in such hot weather? Don't get heatstroke." Mother Liu came in with a bowl of stewed eggs and put it on the desk of little Liu.

Little Liu remained silent for a long time. His mother knew that he was in a bad mood. She wanted to say something, but her lips moved slightly, but she didn't open her mouth. She turned around, opened the door and was about to go out.

I heard little Liu'er's faint whisper from behind: "At that time... I said, I don't mind."

Mother Liu sighed, turned around and looked at her son who was sitting silently at the desk.

"You did say it, but so what? You don't have a father who is a county lieutenant, and you haven't passed the imperial examination. If you marry a woman with such a reputation and one day you lose your future because of her, will you regret it?"

Little Liu lowered his head and said nothing.

Liu's mother said, "Since she's married again, she has no relationship with our family anymore. Don't hold on to this matter. Study hard. If you pass the imperial examination, we can marry a better woman than her. Why are you obsessed with this one?"

"Your whole family has done their best to support you and hope that you will graduate from high school. Don't let this ruin your future."

Hearing his mother say this, little Liu clenched his hands on his legs.

Yes, the whole family supports me, and all the good food and clothes are mine. Even the eggs in this bowl are mine, so my three-year-old nephew can’t eat them.

And what will happen to them if their wishes are not fulfilled one day?

Why bother worrying about that woman? You don’t know what your future will be like yet.

Little Liu sneered, shook his head slightly, and picked up the fragrant stewed egg in front of him.

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When the weather was cooler, Qiaoer married into the Fan family.

After the lively banging and banging, Lu Fanghai and his wife couldn't help but feel that their home was a little too quiet.

"Tell me, could it be that there is something wrong with me that's why I haven't gotten pregnant yet?"

That night, Du Wenxiu lay on Lu Fanghai's chest and murmured.

I have been here for more than a year and have not taken any contraceptive measures, but I have never been pregnant. Neighbors often laugh about it and some people also inquire about it.

Du Wenxiu was a little suspicious, maybe it was because he was a soul from another world...

Lu Fanghai turned over and hugged her, saying in a deep voice: "Don't worry so much, you might get pregnant."

As he said that, he pressed forward. "Or maybe Xiuniang thinks I'm not working hard enough..."

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The leaves on the street were falling, and winter was coming. Du Wenxiu looked at the yellow leaves drifting outside the window from time to time and said, "Winter is here, can spring be far behind?"

It's so inexplicable that it makes people confused.

When Qin Dingxiang woke up in the morning, she had dark circles under her eyes, which scared Du Wenxiu.

"Did you not sleep well last night? Why are your eyes dark?"

Qin Dingxiang shook her head and said in a hoarse voice: "It's just a nightmare. I dreamed about things in the past and woke up in shock. It's nothing serious."

Du Wenxiu no longer took it to heart and told her to go to bed early tonight, saying that maybe she would be better tomorrow.

"Sister-in-law, please bring me a jar of fermented beans and a jar of pickled cucumbers and send them to Minister Ding's home in the east of the city." A pretty maid poked her head out at the door and said in a crisp voice.

"Okay, one hundred coins each, and two pickles for you to eat on the way." Du Wenxiu packed two jars of pickles with a smile and helped the maid put them on the carriage.

"Your pickles are still the best. My mistress likes them very much. She asks me to buy them every ten days. She remembers them even more clearly than the day when the master comes back." The maid laughed.

Du Wenxiu responded casually. Hearing the address, he didn't know whose concubine she was, and she was called "little madam". The less he knew about the dirty deeds of such a wealthy family, the better.

As they were talking, Du Wenchan came in from outside carrying a basket, looked at the maid and greeted Du Wenxiu.

"Why are you here?" Du Wenxiu asked curiously.

On weekdays, Du Wenchan has to wash clothes for the whole family, and help with cleaning and cooking, so she is never idle for a moment. But today she has the chance to come over.

"Oh." Du Wenchan put the bamboo basket on the ground, moved a stool and sat down, looking depressed.

"Mother and sister-in-law are fighting again, and my aunt asked me to come out and hide."

Du Wenxiu's curiosity suddenly arose and his eyes lit up.

"Why did they fight? Why did they fight? Do they fight often?"

Du Wenchan looked at her with a smile on her face:

"They were fine before, but in the past few months, my father was fired from his job at the school and has no income. The whole family relies on my sister-in-law's dowry, and she doesn't want to do that. So she keeps saying a lot every day, saying that she is too grateful for what she has received, and she is too soft-hearted to take advantage of others. But our mother is not too generous, and she is not too soft-hearted either. The two of them would fight every two or three days."

As he spoke, he raised a finger. "Even if he hasn't been beaten for a long time, it must be because his sister-in-law was too annoyed to bear it and went back to her parents' home to hide."

Du Wenxiu laughed so hard that she fell backwards, and Du Wenchan was even more depressed.

"Today, it was because mother wanted to eat meat, so she asked sister-in-law to buy some. Sister-in-law said she couldn't earn enough money and could only drink water to fill her stomach. Mother started to scold her, and father and eldest brother hid away, and she followed them and beat them. Sister-in-law even threatened to divorce eldest brother."

"It's better to get a divorce. There is still a woman living with a prodigal son like this who doesn't support his family. She must have been blind to marry him."

Du Wenxiu felt very happy. Although he didn't see his sister-in-law the last time he went there, she seemed to be no easy person to deal with.

But my original family really lived up to the saying that if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked. It is no surprise that with a mother like that, she could raise a son like that.

She was very happy, but she saw Du Wenchan frowning, and couldn't help wondering, "They were fighting for their own good. Your aunt was afraid that you would be hurt by mistake, so she let you out. Why are you so distressed now?"

Du Wenchan glanced at her, and the corners of her mouth drooped.

"After they beat her, it was my aunt who suffered. Dad is old now and doesn't care about things anymore. He lets them treat my aunt like a nobody every day."

"There's nothing we can do about it. You should find a good family to marry into and bring your aunt over." Du Wenxiu gave her advice.

But she still frowned. "My aunt only hopes that I can marry into a normal family. She's afraid that my mother will sell me off."

He glanced at Du Wenxiu again and said faintly:

"You have forgotten how you got married. Now, let alone a countryman, even a fool, a lunatic, or a playboy, as long as he can afford more than ten taels of silver, mother will agree. Auntie heard that mother and son were plotting in the room that day, wanting to sell me to someone as a concubine."

Du Wenxiu was shocked. "How dare you! Does Dad know?"

"It's because I'm worried about my father's face and he's not happy about it that I can't go. Otherwise, I wouldn't have the time to come here to complain to you."

Du Wenxiu also moved a stool and sat next to her, and the two of them were worried together.

As they were talking, Qin Dingxiang came out and called for dinner, so Du Wenxiu took his sister to the inner courtyard.

"Never mind them, let's fill our stomachs first." He handed a piece of pancake to Du Wenchan and served her some dumpling soup.