A time-travelling peasant girl becomes a wealthy woman

The door opened and she turned her head slightly. It was her tanned daddy who entered the room.

He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose, and slightly thick lips with a smile. His washed and starched short cotton shirt was stained with mud, and the breath of summer wafted towards him.

Huang Bo was estimated to be about 1.8 meters tall. He worked in the farm for many years and was a bit strong, although very thin. Huang Mulin thought that she would probably not be a small potato in the south of 1.5 meters tall like in her previous life.

"Mu Mu is awake." Huang Bo smiled, showing his teeth: "Are you hungry? Your mother is cooking, she will come to feed you in a while."

Huang Mulin blew a bubble at him as a greeting, and Xi's father's eyes were curved with smile.

"Daddy, is my sister awake?"

Two boys came running in, they were the third boy Huang Xilin and the fourth boy Huang Jinlin, they were malnourished little boys, skinny and short.

The innate conditions given by my parents are good, but the acquired conditions...are not supplemented.

"Slow down, if you fall on Mu Mu I'm going to beat you up!"

Huang Bo stopped the two children who were trying to climb onto the bed and stopped them with a glare.

"Sister, I'm the third brother."

"I'm the fourth brother!"

Huang Mulin looked at the young men who came to report and introduce themselves almost every day, grinned, and blew bubbles.

"Oh, my sister is smiling!"

"Yeah, my sister likes me."

"Like me too!"

The two brothers grumbled happily, and although Huang Bo was usually a bit strict with his sons, he couldn't help but laugh at this moment.

After a while, Huang Bo spoke: "Okay, go help your mother, set up the dishes, and ask your mother to come and feed your sister. Mu Mu must be hungry."

After driving his son away, Huang Bo waited for He Hui's mother to enter the room before going out to work.

I don't know if it was God's will, but it rained a lot after Huang Mulin was born, and the crops grew well. Huang Bo estimated that there would be some grain left after paying taxes this year, and if they lived frugally, it would be enough for the family to eat for a while.

Huang Mulin's name also came from this.

In the blink of an eye, she will be one year old in three days. At this time, she can already stagger a short distance, has grown a few small teeth, can clearly call out daddy, mother, brother, and can also express some short words.

That day, He Hui Niang went to the town to hand in her embroidery in exchange for money, and then took on some embroidery work and came back, where she met Huang Bo's mother, Roland.

"Yo, going to town to make a lot of money?"

Huang Bo had caused some trouble for He Hui Niang, and later they split up the family. Roland had always been dissatisfied with He Hui Niang.

"mother."

He Hui Niang called out with lowered eyebrows and a pleasing look.

No matter how Roland treats her, she is still Huang Bo's mother.

Roland enjoyed He Huiniang's obedience very much, but there was still a sting in her words.

"I heard your family is going to have a family dinner?" She glanced at the big patches on He Huiniang's clothes, patted her new embroidered jacket, and said with a grin, "She is someone who wants to do great things."

Huang Bo was probably so happy to have a daughter that day that he casually suggested that he would hold a family dinner and invite everyone to dinner when she turned one year old.

Everyone forgot about this matter and thought it was just a polite remark, but there were always some gossipers who liked to spread the word, so Roland, who never set foot in Huang Bo's house, found out.

She had always held a grudge against He Hui Niang, and now she was using what Huang Bo said to humiliate He Hui Niang, and she felt extremely pleased.

"..."

He Hui Niang didn't say anything.

"You gave birth to a useless daughter, and you still want to hold a family banquet. It seems that my Hiroko has really spoiled you."

Seeing that she remained silent, Roland felt a little relieved.

She is happy if she is not well.

When He Hui Niang heard Roland slandering her little girl in this way, she frowned and turned the words around in her mouth but still didn't say them out loud.

"What's wrong?" Roland saw the change in He Hui Niang and asked, "Am I wrong?"

"She's just a useless little girl who will be sent to another family when she grows up. Or do you want a sky-high bride price?"

"Given how poor your family is, it's good enough that someone is willing to take her in."

After hearing this, most of the village women with daughters who were watching nearby looked unhappy.

But since they were not mentioned, it was difficult to interrupt.

"Mom, Mu Mu is a good child."

He Hui Niang couldn't help but speak.

"Good kid?" Roland snorted coldly, rolled his eyes, and said, "Okay, when can you hold a family dinner for that girl? I'll go and see what's so good about this kid."

This is really... shameless.

Her own granddaughter is about to turn one, but she has never visited her once, let alone brought gifts or said a few nice words. Now it is obvious that there is no benefit in not visiting the child, and she does not recognize her, which is very speechless.

He Hui Niang fell silent again.

On the day Huang Mulin was born, he gave Mrs. Qin a double red envelope, which was already most of the family's wealth. The couple had agreed that if they gave birth to a daughter, they would give her double the red envelope, in exchange for a blessing.

Because Huang Mulin couldn't leave his family, and He Huiniang had no nourishing food after giving birth, her body was weak, and she also had to take care of the daily chores at home, so she did less embroidery, and used the money she earned to buy food, so she really had no money left.

"What's the matter? You are the ones who said this. I was just asking on behalf of the villagers who gave gifts. Are you trying to shirk your responsibility?"

Most of the village women gathered at the entrance of the village were not familiar with He Hui Niang, and none of them offered any support.

Aunt Huang Liu in the crowd did have some dealings with Huang Bo's family, but she was a petty-minded person. She had given a gift that day, and if He Hui Niang agreed to host it, her family would definitely be included in the family dinner.

So she kept silent.

He Hui Niang naturally saw it.

She sighed in her heart and finally spoke: "I will go home and discuss it with Hiroko, and then inform my mother and the neighbors after it is confirmed."

After saying this, he turned around and left without caring about everyone's expressions.

Roland's somewhat proud voice came from behind: "I'm waiting!"

Soon, Huang Bo learned about this and hurried home to find He Hui Niang.

"I'm sorry, I made you feel wronged."

He was so happy to say it at that time, but today his wife was wronged again by her mother.

He Hui Niang shook her head, a look of determination flashing across her face. She took out a small cloth bag from the bottom of a wooden box in the room, opened it, and inside was an extremely thin gold hairpin.

"Hui Niang! No!"

When Huang Bo saw his wife's action, he immediately understood what she was thinking.

He Hui Niang took the hairpin and forced it into his hand, saying, "We haven't celebrated our four sons' full month and first birthdays yet, so we must do it this time."

"My sons haven't eaten meat for a long time. Mumu... is almost one year old, and she has only eaten a little bit of minced meat..."

"You can take it to the pawnshop in town tomorrow morning to pawn it, and buy some meat and some flour, sugar cakes, etc., so that you can have a good party on Mu Mu's first birthday."

"But......"

"Don't worry, you can earn money again."

Huang Bo clutched the golden hairpin tightly with a look of regret, watching his wife pick up Huang Mulin and feed him, hating himself for not being able to give his wife and children a good life.

"Okay, it's just a hairpin." He Hui Niang comforted him while feeding the child: "When my sons grow up and can help with the work, I will take on more embroidery work, and I can always save money for the children to marry wives and dowries."

Huang Bo said nothing more.

Huang Mulin listened silently to the conversation between her parents, her little heart filled with emotion and sadness.

The next day, Huang Bo took the village ox cart to the town.

Huang Mulin’s first birthday.

Huang Bo notified his mother Luo Lan, his younger brother Huang Ming, his sister-in-law Deng Cuihua, and his half-year-old niece Huang Chunxi who all lived in the old house.

In addition, there were the village chief Huang Dachuan, his wife Zhang Liuzhi, second grandfather Huang Erzhu, second grandmother Su Fangfang, good neighbor Aunt Huang San and her child Huang Jianing, Uncle Huang Liu and Aunt Huang Liu, and their son Huang Jinsheng. These were all neighbors who sent gifts at the time.

Huang Bo also invited He Huiniang's parents He Mingliang and Zheng Jiaojiao, brother He Yian, and sister He Jingniang. Originally, they wanted to invite the whole family of the brothers and sisters, but they all felt that there were too many people and that eating too much would burden the younger sister, so only four people came.

Neighbors, relatives and friends, including Huang Bo's family of seven, had to share five tables.

On each table was a large plate of fried pork belly with cabbage, a plate of fried lean meat with wax gourd, a plate of minced meat baked with potato slices, a plate of fried carrots with oil residue, a plate of stir-fried purslane, a bowl of soup with a few small cabbages floating in it, a tray of large steamed buns made of white flour and wheat flour, and a large pot of rice mixed with refined rice and brown rice next to it. The men also prepared a jar of liquor.

"Oh, this is a huge table of food. You really are willing to spend so much!"