After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Just give them this?

The third child used to be a bad boy, but he was very filial to his mother.

Now, alas, this is alienation from her.

Old Madam Fang felt bitter in her heart and couldn't help asking, "Girl Zhi, how are you and your father doing in the Qin family?"

Nowadays, life is not easy for a son-in-law.

If he meets a generous family, the son-in-law has to work day and night, his children do not have his surname, and he is pointed at when he goes out.

If the husband is mean, he will treat his son-in-law as a slave, making him serve the whole family and beat and scold him at any time.

She didn't know how much suffering the third son had to endure after marrying into the family. As his mother, she always kept it in mind.

"That's great. Aunt Qian is so gentle. She has been making clothes for Dad these days." Fang Nanzhi said crisply. She saw this by accident.

Qian Fengping was a small copper and had only two sets of clothes, which she wore in rotation.

Both of his clothes were covered with large patches and small patches. They wouldn't be noticeable when he was working in the fields, but if he was going to the city to deliver goods, he had to dress decently so as not to be looked down upon.

She did it secretly because she hadn't figured out a reason to give Fang Tong as a gift, so she didn't want anyone to know.

She didn't know that the little girl saw it and told it out.

"Alas." Old Madam Fang sighed softly, wrinkles forming on her face. "Grandma, you know, he must have been through a lot, right? Your father is just too stubborn."

The old lady didn't believe it at all.

He secretly felt sorry for his son. Wouldn't it have been better to let Zhizhi marry in his place?

A little girl is supposed to get married.

In this way, the eldest son will have money for the imperial examination, and the third son will not have to marry into the family and be criticized by others.

Old Mrs. Fang gave birth to three sons in her lifetime.

When the eldest son was born, a Taoist priest came to the house to ask for water and said that his family was going to give birth to a unicorn son.

As expected, the eldest son was different. He could read and write, and even passed the county exam.

In the old lady's mind, the eldest son is her support for the rest of her life, so she is naturally partial to him.

The five fingers are of different lengths.

But she also gave birth to other sons, and it's not that she doesn't love them. The second son is mentally retarded and a burden to the family, so I won't talk about him.

The third child is different. He has been sweet-mouthed and coaxing people since he was a child. How can Mrs. Fang not love him?

But no matter how much pain it causes, it cannot go beyond the eldest son.

Why can’t the third brother understand her?

Fang Nanzhi had no idea what was going on in her grandmother's mind. She scratched her head and explained, "It's really good. I can eat a full meal every time."

When she was at the Fang family, she and her father often went hungry.

When we cooked a pot of porridge at home, we would scoop out the thickest part from the bottom of the pot and give it to my uncle, then to my cousins, and then it was the turn of the father and daughter. Basically, only rice soup was left.

Even if my father sometimes snatched a bowl of porridge from my cousin, they could only get half full.

"Girl Zhi, grandma knows you've lost weight..." Old Mrs. Fang continued to sigh, but she couldn't finish her words halfway through.

Before leaving the Fang family, the girl was skinny and had a sallow face.

It's only been a short time, but he's become much whiter and has more flesh on his face?

Could the Qin family have hidden some grain and money? Also, when Qin Xiucai was alive, how could he not have saved money?

Somehow, when seeing that the third son and his daughter were living a good life, Mrs. Fang's first reaction was not happiness, but complicated feelings.

"Girl Zhi, how much did the wild boar sell for?"

Fang Nanzhi is not stupid, so she can't tell anyone about this kind of thing: "I don't know, my brother is the head of the family."

The implication is that she and her father have no access to money.

Old Mrs. Fang remembered this; the old man mentioned it when he came back that time.

"That's right. You and your father have enough to eat, but life at home is still difficult, especially your uncle. The imperial examination is coming up soon, and he needs to get well before taking it. It would be best if he could eat meat every day."

Fang Nanzhi listened with wide eyes.

Do you want her family to deliver meat every day?

Her grandma is really bold. Her family hasn't even had a few meals yet.

"Grandma, I see that uncle has gained weight. He can't eat too well. Didn't uncle say that the examination room is small and shabby? Don't be too fat or you won't be able to get in." The little girl talked nonsense seriously.

As for the small examination room, it happened two years ago when my uncle took the exam and fainted before he finished.

When he got home, he said he was weak and couldn't stand the environment in the examination room and caught a cold.

The whole family had to save money and buy him some ginseng roots to nourish his body.

"What do you know, little girl?" Old Mrs. Fang frowned, and the wrinkles on her face became more obvious.

"Your father married into the family, and you are just a burden. Don't think that Qian is being nice to you right now because she really loves you. That's all fake. She has her own son."

"You have to know that your last name is Fang. If your uncle passes the imperial examination, you, his niece, will be able to benefit from it."

"So, you have to think more about your own family and send back any good things you have."

Fang Nanzhi was stunned by this conversation.

Isn’t her home where her father is? Isn’t her home where her father is?

How did you become a member of the Fang family again?

Besides, she is not a burden.

"Grandma, we're a family?" Fang Nanzhi's big eyes were filled with innocence. "The other day, I saw my cousin wearing a new headband, and I wanted one too."

Her face was full of anticipation.

Old Mrs. Fang was so breathless, this girl is only seven years old, why is she so hard to fool?

She forced a smile: "Why are you competing with your cousin? She will be a young lady in the future."

"Besides, you're still young, why do you need a hair ornament? I'll buy you a red hairband someday."

Fang Nanzhi was raised by his father. He hasn't grown much in these years, but he has become more and more cunning.

It’s bad enough that I can’t bear to part with the hair flower, but I have to wait until another day to get the red hairband?

Dad said that this kind of behavior is just empty talk.

You can’t eat painted pancakes, you can only eat baked ones.

"Okay, milk and pork will be given to you next time we kill a pig."

Fang Nanzhi is a polite child. If he receives a big pancake, he has to return one.

Old Mrs. Fang was very angry.

Are wild boars that easy to hunt? Villagers only see them once every few years, and it's not always possible to hunt them. There are even cases of people being killed by wild boars.

"You little girl, you've only been gone for a few days, and you've already become so harsh with your words?"

"Whoever gives you milk is your mother? I think you are a heartless person!"

Old Mrs. Fang reached out to hit Fang Nanzhi.

The little girl must be taught a lesson. If she is not punished for three days, she will tear off the roof.

The third child was spoiled by her.

If it can be said that Old Mrs. Fang is somewhat fond of her third son, it is different towards her granddaughter.

She doesn't care about money-losing goods.

Fang Nanzhi had experience and bent down flexibly to avoid the big hand that was coming towards her.

Then he stood up swiftly, ran to the stone table and picked up the big bowl.

Seeing that she dared to hide, Mrs. Fang picked up a broom and chased after her.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the little girl simply slammed the big bowl onto the table, pouring all the meat onto the table, took the bowl and ran away.

Her aunt asked her to deliver the meat, but she couldn't bring the bowl with her.

She also learned to be stingy from her father.

Old Mrs. Fang looked at the meat on the stone table and covered her chest in anger.

"What a sin! You little girl, you're wasting food. This meat..."

But how can I eat it?

Fang Nanzhi was very nimble and had already run out the door when she turned back and called out, "Grandma, how can giving you meat be considered an insult? Please don't be reluctant to eat it. My dad said that he will still be filial to you in the future."