Quick Wear: The Female Supporting Character Wants to Live

"No matter how painful it is, you can still get through it." Hearing this, Aunt Zheng smiled and said happily.

Yao Shu smiled, and Aunt Zheng said, "You have never worn men's clothes, right? Let me help you put them on. I'll give you this dress, and you can wear it yourself next time."

"it is good."

Aunt Zheng helped Yao Shu get dressed, changing her gray clothes into gray-blue ones.

After Yao Shu was dressed, Aunt Zheng went outside the yard and led out her mule, saying, "I'll lend you this mule. You can go to the bookstore in town to copy books. When you return to the village, return the mule to me."

Yao Shu rode a mule to the town. Chen Hailiang, the son of the village chief, who was strolling not far away, saw Yao Shu coming out of Aunt Zheng's house.

Chen Hailiang was furious.

"That's absolutely not possible. 20 cents is too expensive. No!" The bookstore owner was so angry that his beard was shaking, and he waved his hand to refuse Yao Shu.

Yao Shu did not give up and said again: "Boss, I am not saying anything bad about you, but taxes are so high now, and you don't raise the prices. We students also need to eat."

"Hey, you little bastard, the maximum price increase is two cents! No more bargaining," said the bookstore owner.

Yao Shu looked embarrassed, and finally said unconvincedly: "Okay, okay, 18 cents is 18 cents. Life is getting harder and harder."

The bookstore owner snorted and did not respond.

The bookstore owner handed Yao Shu a bamboo slip and a pen, and told her to find a table to copy the book: "Remember, if there are any mistakes, just use a knife to cut them out."

"Okay, boss." Yao Shu sat at the table, copying the book attentively. She didn't expect that she could copy the book without paper.

Chen Jinbao lived such a good life. It was such a pity that he was able to enjoy himself for so many years.

Yao Shu, who no longer needed to bask in the sun, was enjoying the coolness at this time. On the other side, Chen Jinbao hid under the shade of a tree, watching Li Zhaodi working the land under the scorching sun.

"Mom, are you tired?" Chen Jinbao hypocritically showed concern for Li Zhaodi.

Li Zhaodi felt a little bit of coolness on her tired body, and she comforted her: "Mom is not tired, you just need to rest."

"Fourth sister is so abominable that she actually left mother to work alone." Chen Jinbao said indignantly.

"I really gave birth to a money-losing child..." Li Zhaodi seemed to have thought of something and said no more.

"You're a stinking bitch, just like your mother, you're a flirtatious and unruly person!"

Chen Hailiang let out an angry roar, and Li Zhaodi and Chen Jinbao, who were standing far away, could also hear it.

Twenty-year-old Chen Hailiang raised his hand high, wanting to teach Chen Qiuxia, the nine-year-old girl, a lesson.

"Snapped!"

Chen Hailiang's face immediately became red and swollen. His sleeve was pulled up by someone. Seeing the indifferent Zheng Yan, she held Chen Hailiang tightly with her strong left hand.

Zheng Yan asked: "What do you want to do to my daughter?"

"No...let me go!" Chen Hailiang's face turned red, not because of shyness, but because of anger.

Being slapped by a widow and losing to a woman made Chen Hailiang lose face.

"My father is Chen Feilin!" Chen Hailiang struggled. "Pa!" Zheng Yan slapped Chen Hailiang in the face again.

"I don't care who you are. If you dare to touch my daughter, you will have no chance of getting away with it." Zheng Yan slapped Chen Hai a dozen times.

“Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap…”

Chen Hailiang had never done farm work before, and he looked like a weak scholar. He was powerless in front of the peasant woman who had been doing rough work all year round.

"You! Why do you hit me? Ah! I, Chen Hailiang, swear! Ah! I will never let you go."

Chen Hailiang's voice gradually became smaller and his tone became more and more panicked.

"Aunt Zheng...I was wrong." Chen Hailiang's ears were ringing and he felt dizzy and didn't know which way was which.

Zheng Yan let go of Chen Hailiang, and Chen Hailiang collapsed on the ground like a rag. She warned Chen Hailiang: "If you harass my daughter again, I will let you know what a lesson is!"

"Get out of here!" Zheng Yan kicked Chen Hailiang between his legs.

"Ah! I'm leaving, I'm leaving now!"

Chen Hailiang ran away like a sewer rat.

"Mom, what if they retaliate against you?" Chen Qiuxia asked worriedly while hiding behind him.

“They are all bullies who only care about the weak and fear the strong. Even if they don’t know why they want to bully others, if they see others kicking the weak, they will follow suit and kick them.

What we are doing now is to beat up the leader, so that the people behind will not follow and kick us."

Zheng Yan spoke to Chen Qiuxia solemnly.

Chen Qiuxia nodded in confusion. Although she couldn't understand the cruelty of this society, she thought it was always right to listen to her mother.

In the evening, Yao Shu went to Zheng Yan's house to change clothes before returning home.

"You little bitch, where have you been hanging out so late to come home?" Li Zhaodi asked with a dark face.

Yao Shu looked calm and said, "The axe is delicious?"

When Li Zhaodi heard this, she stiffened her neck, wanting to speak but being afraid.

Chen Jinbao seemed to have forgotten what happened yesterday and shouted, "You are a fickle bitch, are you sleeping with some man?"

Yao Shu was not angry, she just felt puzzled as to where the child learned such insulting words.

Seeing that Yao Shu did not react, Chen Jinbao was secretly delighted, thinking that he had hit upon Yao Shu's mind, and continued to scold: "I advise you to just work hard..."

Yao Shu went to the back room to get an axe. Chen Jinbao was so scared that he screamed like a ghost and was scared out of the house again.

After a while of peace, Chen Sanya and Yao Shu ate porridge together, while grandpa Chen Tao sat on the other side and ate thin porridge.

Early in the morning, Yao Shu went to the town to copy books. She earned 15 cents yesterday. The owner of the bookstore disliked Yao Shu's handwriting because it was not beautiful enough and deducted 3 cents from her.

Yao Shu sat at the table copying books and eating the dried wild vegetables prepared by Chen Sanya.

This went on for more than ten days in a row. Yao Shu's copying speed became faster and faster. Sometimes she copied some obscure texts, but she just copied them without having to understand them.

Yao Shu returned home early, took out some candied haws for Chen Sanya, held several bags in her right hand and said, "Happy birthday."

Chen Sanya was pleasantly surprised. She happily took the candied haws from Yao Shu and said, "Thank you, Fourth Sister."

"We're going to have braised pork with rice today." Yao Shu put down her luggage and went into the kitchen to cook for Chen Sanya.

[Are you sure what you made is delicious? ]

Yao Shu hesitated and said, "Don't underestimate my ability!"

"Fourth sister, let me do it." Chen Sanya took over Yao Shu's job and had also witnessed Yao Shu's cooking skills these days.

Yao Shu wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, she gave up and walked to Chen Sanya and said, "Then let me lend a hand."

"San Ya, Si Ya, we are here." Chen Chunxiao knocked loudly on their door.

"Coming." Yao Shu replied and trotted over to open the door.

When I opened the door, I saw Zheng Yansan and her daughter coming over with some things. Zheng Yan said, "We are here to celebrate Chen Sanya's birthday."

"Me?" Chen Sanya was flattered. She didn't expect that the person she was most afraid of would celebrate her birthday.

Chen Sanya was filled with shame when she thought of what she had said before. She wiped her wet hands on her clothes twice and walked out of the kitchen to greet the three people: "Come in quickly, it's cool inside, Aunt Zheng."

The five of them gathered together, four of them were cooking in the kitchen, while Chen Qiuxia had nothing to do and was playing in the yard.

When Chen Jinbao came out of Li Zhaodi's room, he saw the newly bought table filled with steamed buns, candied haws and other delicacies, and he hurriedly touched them.