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The Wu family has been digging for food in the soil for generations. Wu Dajiang has suffered from polio since childhood and walks with his feet a little uneven. When he was young, he learned carpentry from others for a few years. He usually makes a living by helping people repair farm tools. He is best at making two doors.

His parents saved money to help him marry Yang Guizhen, a woman from the next town who was also from a poor family and was one year older than him.

The couple had five children, including a son. The eldest daughter was Wu Zhuling, the second daughter was Yinxing, the third daughter was Yinxiang, and the fourth daughter was Shi Niang. When the son was born, the heavy bleeding injured her body, and she was not nourished in time, so she was always sick and developed anemia. The three-year-old son, who had been lacking milk since childhood, had a high fever for three consecutive days and actually saw a god.

Since then, Yang Guizhen became increasingly confused and sometimes even unable to take care of herself and needed someone to look after her, making the already poor family even worse off.

On the third day of summer vacation, Wu Zhuling, the eldest daughter of the Wu family with the best grades, committed suicide. She was found dead in a cowshed that had been abandoned for many years, hanging herself with a shoelace. At first, Wu Dajiang thought that his eldest sister had gone to play with her classmates. He had tried not to contact her for a week before, but he didn't expect that when they met again, they were already separated by heaven and earth.

Yang Guizhen, who was already on her last legs, could not bear the life-and-death blows to her bloodline twice a year. She refused to eat or drink for five consecutive days, and followed her son and daughter to see the gods in tears.

Zhuling's suicide shocked several villages. She was a fire-fighting heroine. Last year, the firewood room of the collective society in Xiayuan Village suddenly caught fire. Wu Zhuling, who was passing by, rushed into the fire and pulled out several semi-conscious children, regardless of the danger of the house collapsing.

Everyone vaguely remembered that the girl who had sweet dimples when she smiled and had countless dreams, had passed the junior high school entrance exam and successfully landed in the upper ivory tower, but she committed suicide without a trace. No one could understand it.

In the inner courtyard of the Wu family, a white cloth was hung high. Xiao Si Niang and her two sisters had swollen eyes from crying, while their eldest sister was covered with a white cloth and seemed to be asleep.

Patriarch Chen couldn't understand why a young girl would commit suicide. He was the oldest among the patriarchs and had a special preference for the three girls from the Wu family.

Every time the eldest sister Wu Zhuling came home from school, the two girls would fetch water for the chieftain Chen, sweep the floor, and chat with him, and when they killed a chicken at home, they would serve him a bowl of soup. They helped him for three years until their mother Yang Guazhen fell ill.

Once, Patriarch Chen asked Zhu Ling why she was so persistent in coming here. Zhu Ling said calmly, "Because you saved my mother."

We are all suffering people, so why should we worry about not knowing the pain of suffering?

There are 200 households in the village, and dozens of them sent someone to pay their respects. More than 10 households from other villages also came, most of whom were Wu Dajiang's clients. They tacitly kept a low profile and were restrained, showing curiosity but also feeling upset.

The 90-year-old patriarch Chen also came, supported by his eldest grandson.

With a sad face, he whispered to Wu Dajiang: "Zhu Lingwa's academic performance has always been in the top five. Maybe she got in the way of others. The way she died is too strange. This matter should not be over. It's hard to distinguish between friend and foe. You guys should pretend to be confused first. Pluck a few strands of Lingwa's hair, remember."

Seeing Wu Dajiang's shocked look, Patriarch Chen said angrily, "How come you are even more confused than me? Have you never doubted the cause of your daughter's death?... Ahem... I was also plotted against and pushed off the mountain when I was young. I also know who that person was. Fortunately, I survived the disaster."

Wu Dajiang nodded with red eyes. In order to avoid attracting attention, he put a few coins on the edge of the white cloth, and the grandfather and grandson left quietly.

Some smart people also suspected that it was murder, saying that they saw the dark gray nails of the deceased and suspected poisoning. If the nails were injured, the surrounding skin and flesh would be intact and flawless.

According to the legal rule that whoever has doubts must provide evidence, the deceased's relatives did not report the incident to the police, and outsiders could not explain the reason. The matter was left unresolved, leaving only a sigh.

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Wu Zhuling and Wei Qianqian were in the same class in the first grade. They were both recipients of poverty alleviation and education assistance. Because the quota for poverty alleviation and education assistance was full, one of them needed to be transferred to a primary school farther away. The two families discussed and decided to let Zhuling be transferred. The reason was that Qianqian was the only daughter and she needed more protection.

Wu Dajiang and Wei Zhixun's families are only 11 households apart. In order to avoid being criticized by villagers for their poverty alleviation and education assistance, the two families tacitly seldom visit each other. On the contrary, the little daughter Wu Siniang likes to watch the pheasants eat and occasionally comes to play with Qianqian.

The 8-year-old Xiao Si Niang was chubby and her whole body was like a small stove. In winter, she often warmed the quilt for her mother Yang Guizhen. The eldest and third sisters would compete to hold Xiao Si Niang. That was the happiest moment for the mother and daughter.

Wu Dajiang, the father, was doing carpentry work in the patio outside the house (patio is an open space in the middle of a quadrangle courtyard of a southern farmer's house, referred to as patio). His hair was covered with sawdust, and he was wearing a floral mask that his wife had made for him when she was sober. He looked a little funny.

Wu Dajiang has also become accustomed to this working environment. Because of his good skills and his willingness to cut corners, villagers from several nearby villages are also willing to ask him to make furniture or repair it.

Seeing that the daughter was growing up, it would be inconvenient for a man from outside to come. After discussing with his parents, Wu Dajiang built a 20-square-meter workshop on the east side of the main house. He also accepted two apprentices as assistants. The parents said that they were not good at studying, but wanted to be carpenters. With full sincerity, he visited the family three times. After the etiquette of becoming a disciple was in place, he accepted them.

In ancient times, crafts were used to make a living, and most people were reluctant to pass on their skills to others. Some big families would pass their crafts to girls but not boys, and some would pass their skills to boys but not girls. Very young, they would pass their skills to both girls and boys. Just like the head of a family, only one person could be chosen. This is easy to understand, right?

Wu Dajiang also had his own calculations. He came from a poor farming family for three generations. In this life, he had some talent and was lucky enough to learn a few carpentry skills, all of which were hard labor, and he could only earn some money for food. Even if his family was better off, he probably wouldn't be willing to be a live-in son-in-law.

If my apprentice is paired with a daughter, I will feel more at ease. Parents must think long-term... Poor parents in the world.

It was the day when the children were on vacation again. There was not much work today, so Wu Dajiang gave his two apprentices a day off. The table still needed sanding and painting, so he and his old father carried it home to do it. Listening to the laughter of his wife and daughter in the bedroom, Wu Dajiang also smiled. This kind of life is getting more and more promising.

Doctor Sun Shang also said that his wife was more awake now. She started to have hope in life and worked harder on farm work.

Xiao Si Niang is the reincarnation of the Vermillion Bird God, a maidservant who followed Nuwa. Their souls were sealed and they didn't know their true identities, and they both functioned normally in the human world.

In ancient Chinese mythology, there are four great beasts, namely the Azure Dragon, the White Tiger, the Black Tortoise and the Vermillion Bird. They represent the East, the West, the North and the South, as well as spring, autumn, winter and summer, and are important symbols in Chinese culture.

Suzaku is the only female among the four gods and the highest-ranking god among birds. She is born with the ability to breathe fire, which is considered to be the brightest light. Suzaku, the Phoenix God, has always been deeply loved by mortals and has a better reputation than the other three gods.

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