A time-travel story of a peasant girl getting rich

Lin Dashan's face was as gloomy as water. The villagers didn't dare to approach him when they saw him like this. Oh my God, I haven't seen Lin Lao Da for a few days. Why is his aura so scary? Look at that dark face. Did he get cheated by his father?

"Dad, drink some water."

Sitting in the main room, he still felt upset. For so many years, he had worked like a slave for that family. They drove him out of the house and still couldn't bear to see him get along well.

His father was never satisfied with anything he handled. He was unfilial for not handing over the family property to his brothers. The more he thought about it, the more angry he felt. Why should he suffer? Just because his mother died early, just because his father was partial? Dream on! No one should even think about his money.

"Dad, you should be happy, because you are doing well, they are jealous, so they try every means to take advantage of you. If I were poor now, how many people would look at me more?"

Xiaomi felt that there was no need to be angry with those people. It was not worth getting angry with them. They were just insignificant people.

"So, being remembered by others is also a kind of skill. What if they want it? We won't give it to them and make them angry to death."

"My daughter, you are right. Let's make them jealous and then we can only stare at them helplessly." Wang was also indignant.

"That's right. Let's go to the city tomorrow to buy a shop or a house. Ask the middleman and buy some land if there's any."

The two women were shocked. Mr. Lin, who was so wealthy, must have been greatly shocked.

"Okay, we'll go into the city tomorrow."

Men are like women, they spend money when they are in a bad mood. It's just that the things her father likes are a little bit bigger and a little different. Recently, the family doesn't have much money, so she plans to save more, in case she misses something and doesn't have enough money. But since her father needs to vent, let him do it. Now their family property is enough for them to spend.

county seat.

He left one hundred taels of silver at home for emergency use, took the three hundred taels of silver he had recently earned and went into the city.

"Zhao Zhongren!"

"Brother Lin!"

After bowing, he asked, "Brother Lin, are you going to buy another property?" Those who came to him were either selling property or adding property. Looking at Lin Dashan's appearance, he didn't look like someone who was going to sell his house. That's right, he just bought the house not long ago, how could he sell it. Today, he was still following a mule cart and servants, and his life seemed better than before.

"I want to ask Mr. Zhao, has anyone sold land recently?"

"There are some scattered fields for sale in other villages, but I'm sure Brother Lin might not be interested in them. There are really no whole plots of land for sale recently."

It was expected, so Lin Dashan was not disappointed.

"What about the shop?"

Zhao Zhongren was shocked and looked at the man in front of him. You can't judge a person by his appearance. He just bought a shop and lived in a house for a short time, but he wants to open another shop.

"There are a few shops. Can I take Brother Lin to have a look?"

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

“Brother Lin, you’re welcome!”

After browsing through a few, Lin Dashan was not satisfied with any of them. Xiaomi thought for a while and said, "Dad, since there is nothing suitable, let's talk about it later. Why don't you pick out some clothes for us?"

"go!"

The shop staff at the clothing store were very familiar with the family and enthusiastically introduced their newly made winter clothes.

The family each bought three sets of winter clothes and also bought Xiaomi a pink star-shaped felt cloak, spending a total of 117 taels of silver.

Wang wanted to stop the father and daughter, but failed. It was too expensive, really too expensive, how could they buy such expensive clothes. The family's winter clothes, there was no shop, if her mother knew about it, she would break her legs, she would!

"Mom, we make money to make our lives better. You are guarding a mountain of gold, but you are crying. What is the purpose of making money? Where is the motivation? You can earn money if you can spend it. Money is not saved."

Isn’t the money saved?

Wang was confused. Before she got married, her mother always told her that she had to be frugal with her family's money and not spend it lavishly. If a family wants to be good, a woman must know how to live and how to plan.

After getting married, if she added a drop of oil to the dishes, her mother-in-law would scold her for not knowing how to live and wasting money! Why did she say that she didn't need to save money now? Her daughter was indeed good at spending money, and her husband was even more so now, following his daughter's nonsense. But the family had more and more money, and life was getting better and better.

Was it true that what she had heard before was wrong? Was it true that the more you spend, the more you earn?

A cold autumn rain.

Xiaomi, who slept alone last night, felt that the quilt was not warm enough. When she woke up in the morning, she had two streams of clear mucus, which she sniffed from time to time. She was disgusted by her own behavior.

"Mom, I think I caught a cold."

"Ah, you caught a cold? Guan, quickly make me a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea." Wang was anxious, because a cold is a very serious disease.

"Ai!"

After drinking a bowl of ginger tea, I felt relaxed and warmer all over.

"Come, hold this hot water bottle, go into the house and lie down for a while, and sleep with your parents at night."

"Yeah." She needed to sleep for a while and sweat a little. In ancient times, if a child caught a cold, it could be a serious problem. She had finally lived again, so she had to take good care of herself.

"Where's Xiaomi?"

When I came back from the greenhouse, I didn't see my daughter in the house or the kitchen.

"I caught a cold and am lying in the house."

"Caught a cold? I'll go check it out."

When Lin Dashan came in, Lin Xiaomi was not asleep, but she felt warm in the bed and didn't want to get out of bed.

"father."

"My dear girl, why did you catch a cold?" I touched my forehead and fortunately, I didn't have a fever.

"It's a bit cold at night." He said this and sniffed.

"Sleep in dad's room tonight."

This... She really didn't want to sleep with two adult men and women. After all, they were not real children!

"Dad, light the fire wall so that Mom's hands won't get cold while she's sewing."

Lin Dashan thought about it and decided that it was too early to light the fire wall, but his daughter was afraid of the cold. What should he do? He could not let his precious daughter freeze to death.

"Burn it! I'll have someone start the fire soon. If you have nothing else to do, just stay inside and play. Don't go out too often. Wear more clothes when you go out."

"Thank you dad."

Xiaomi felt warm in her heart. In the past, in the old house, people were not allowed to heat the kang before a heavy snowfall. Even after the snowfall, except for the two elders and Lin Dahe's room, everyone else could only heat the kang at night. During the day, they could only sleep next to each other.

Every year, her hands, face, and feet would be frozen and rotten. When the weather got warmer, they would itch terribly. She was small and weak, so her mother would not allow her to take a bath from the beginning of autumn to April of the following year. At most, she would wipe her in the quilt at night when the kang was warm. She was afraid, too. After all, medical care was poor in ancient times. She didn't dare to ask for a bath in winter, so she could only endure it.

Think about the days when I couldn’t take a shower for half a year. How it felt…

Fortunately, we separated! ! ! !

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