A time-travel story of a peasant girl getting rich

Seeing the dishes that Wang had asked someone to bring, Li was indignant and helpless. She was strong-willed and didn't want to be outdone by her stepson's family, so she cut a large plate of bacon, fried with garlic leaves, a plate of fried shredded radish, and a large bowl of egg soup. The staple food was coarse-grain steamed bread.

Three charcoal stoves were added to the main room. With the door closed and many people around, it was quite warm.

"Wow, there are still green vegetables and soil at this time. How do you grow them at home?" The head of the village asked in surprise, looking at the vegetables.

Lin Mutu had no idea, and it was his first time seeing it either. He had only heard the third brother talk about how there were fresh vegetables in the city, and that the life of the rich was comfortable!

"My family sent it. Shopkeeper Xu in the city gave me some."

Lin Dashan lied without changing his expression. He didn't dare to say that he grew them at home. When people asked him how he grew them, what would he say? Is this something that people can know?

Dashan was really famous, and all the shopkeepers in the city gave him gifts. Several old men praised him profusely, and Lin Dashan dug his toes into the ground in embarrassment.

Dishes were served one after another. The old men took a look and were surprised to see that they were all meat dishes, better than those served at banquets.

Thinking about the vegetables that Lin Dashan brought, he probably brought all the vegetables on the table. They were really blessed by Dashan today.

Lin Mutu picked up the food and said nothing, feeling sulky in his heart. His eldest son lived a sweet life and never wanted to take his father to enjoy a good life.

Everyone only cares about themselves, no one is filial.

Everyone enjoyed the meal very much, even Lin Dahe's face flushed. After a few drinks, he forgot about the worries of the family division. The eldest brother lived a good life, unlike him. He was envious...

After eating and drinking, the drunken group was sent home by Lin Dashan one by one. When he got home, he found that Wang and Xiaomi were still awake and waiting for him, which made him feel warm in his heart.

"Why so late?"

"A few elderly people got together and chatted for a while, then we sent them back. They were drunk, and it was snowing heavily, so what should they do if they fall down?"

Wang nodded, that was right, people of their age cannot withstand falls.

"What happened with the division of the family?" They heard what the driver said, but they didn't know the details.

"I guess the fourth brother and his wife had a quarrel. I heard that the fourth brother wanted a share of the profits from selling snacks." Lin Dashan felt a little embarrassed when he said this. The fourth brother was really shameless.

"The fourth son's wife and the third son's family quarrel every day. Today, the quarrel between the two families was a bit loud, and many people from the village went to watch the fun. The quarrel was too fierce, and Dad was angry and split up the family."

Wang sighed, she didn't expect that in less than a year, the others would also separate.

"How do you divide it?" Lin Xiaomi asked curiously.

"Just like us."

Lin Dashan knew that this was just for show.

"Oh, how will the fourth child live?" Wang couldn't help but worry about the fourth child. Neither the couple were good at living.

"Why can't we live? We are all here together."

How can it be the same? They have Xiaomi, but does the fourth child have it? Wang felt that Lin Dahe could never support a family. And Li Cuihua, she knew, was also a lazy, cunning and treacherous person.

"Dad, is Fourth Uncle willing to share?" Unless Lin Dahe is mentally ill, he would not agree.

"He refused, but Dad was determined to divide it, so it was useless for him to refuse."

Fourth Uncle must have regretted his decision to death. Not only did he not get the money, but he was almost kicked out of the house and had to pay for everything. It was really a loss of both the wife and the army. He must have had some arguments with Fourth Aunt.

"It's getting late, go to bed. Xiaomi, do you want to sleep with your parents tonight?"

Having too many houses has its disadvantages, as you can’t see your daughter as soon as you open your eyes.

Lin Xiaomi didn't want to. She had no choice before, but now she couldn't accept sleeping together again.

"Mom and Dad, I'm going back. You should go to bed early." He jumped out of the bed and ran!

Lin Dashan was sad because his daughter had grown up and was no longer close to him.

The whole family was tired today and slept very soundly at night.

"Master, Master!" The gatekeeper found Guan Zhuangtou and reported the situation. Zhuangtou put on a cotton jacket and ran to the main courtyard.

"What's wrong?" Lin Dashan, who was drunk, felt very tired and didn't want to get up at all.

"Master!" Seeing that no one opened the door, the village head could only pound on it. There was no other way, the matter was urgent and human lives were at stake.

Wang was also woken up, so she put on a cotton jacket and lit an oil lamp.

"What's the matter?" Looking at the dark sky, Lin Dashan looked unhappy. What are you doing in the middle of the night? You can't talk about it tomorrow.

"Master, something happened. Someone came to borrow a mule cart from the old house. They said that the fourth master beat his wife and she bled a lot. We need to rush her to the city for help!"

Wang and Lin Dashan were shocked, and all the sleepiness and drunkenness disappeared at once. He was almost killed by the fight? Is the fourth brother crazy?

Without giving it much thought, he said, "Hurry up and ask Lao Lu to prepare the car."

"Already waiting."

"You go back and lie down, I'll go over to take a look." Lin Dashan said and ran out.

Lin Xiaomi was also woken up. She opened the door and heard their conversation, her mouth opened into an O. She had guessed that the two would quarrel at night, but she didn't expect... her bad mouth would always come true.

Fourth uncle looks like a good-looking man, but he is actually a beast in human skin. He even killed his own wife. Don't tell her he is drunk. If he is really drunk, how can he have the strength to hit someone?

He just used the excuse of drinking a few sips of horse urine to commit the crime.

Scumbag!

Scum!

Lin Xiaomi hates domestic violence men the most. In modern times, it would be like receiving a pair of silver bracelets. This is the evil patriarchal society.

When Lin Dashan arrived, the family was in chaos. The village doctor was also there, holding Li Cuihua's forehead to stop the bleeding.

"The bleeding won't stop. We need to rush to the hospital."

Several people hurriedly carried the person into the mule cart. Li hurried back to the house, took out all the silver in the house, grabbed a thick quilt, and got on the mule cart.

Although the sisters-in-law were not on good terms with each other, they could not stand idly by and watch Li Cuihua's miserable state, so they all got on the mule cart and accompanied her into the city.

Lin Dashan glanced at Lin Dahe, who was slumped at the door with a dull expression. What a bastard! Saving people was the most important thing. He didn't dare to delay and turned around to get in the car and go into the city.

Old Man Lin looked at the mule cart going away, his lips moved, he took a step back, and fainted on the snow.

"father!"

The onlookers were also frightened when they saw this, and rushed over to help and carried the man into the house.

I don't know what sin the old Lin family has committed. Ever since they married Li Cuihua, they have been making trouble every day. Today, it was almost fatal.

Lin Dahe was such a piece of shit. His beautiful new wife was almost beaten to death by him. Was he teaching his wife a lesson? This was murder, and he would be imprisoned.

Everyone shook their heads, tightened their cotton-padded jackets, and went home to sleep. They still had to sell cakes tomorrow, so they really didn't have time to waste here.

The doctor also went to the city clinic. Looking at her unconscious niece, Mrs. Li prayed to the gods and Buddhas all the way, asking them to help her niece escape danger and get through this.

She wrapped the quilt tightly around her and wiped away her tears. Cuihua, auntie begs you to hold on! Otherwise, how can she explain to her elder brother and his wife?