Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

Ever since Monkey could remember, he was led around by an old monkey on the street to wander around. He would eat a few bites to eat and go hungry for three meals a day. He would steal things and run away when he did any small things. When people caught him, he would be beaten and scolded. He gradually began to understand the different situations of himself and the people around him. A few years later, the old monkey fell ill and could not survive the disease. He froze to death in a dilapidated temple in winter. The old monkey wrapped him in a tattered straw mat and buried him hastily.

He was too young to do anything to get food. He was dirty and ragged, and no one liked him. He found needle and thread, and sewed and patched his only clothes. At night, he ran to the river to wash them clean. The clothes were white and the linen was tattered, but they still looked clean. He had more errands, but he was just hungry.

For a little vagrant like him, girls would be picked up by others early on, but boys who eat so much, are wild at heart, are not born in a family, and have been hanging around on the streets for a few years would not be wanted even if given away.

"If you're willing, you can work for me. You'll have enough food, clothes, and a place to live. If you do well, I'll reward you. If you make a mistake, my future son-in-law is a soldier and has just been promoted to centurion. He has plenty of tricks up his sleeve. If you're not willing, I'll pay you for the trip."

Do you have plenty of means? Wangshu was talking, and then he remembered the line "I'm not a delicate queen, I have plenty of strength and means", and he smiled like a morning glory.

Compared to the drama in her mind, the monkey's eyes turned red. He had no father, no mother and no home. He was exposed to the wind, rain and sun. He had to endure illness and hunger, and had to run away from beatings and scoldings. How much he hated himself for not being a girl. Even if he was sold as a maid, at least he had a roof over his head. No matter how hard the wild vegetable buns were, they were still better than tree bark and roots!

He knelt straight down and said, "Miss, you are so kind and virtuous. I can never repay you in this lifetime. I will be your slave in the future..."

"Get up!" Wangshu's head was rumbling at the sight of her disheveled head. She wasn't dead, so she couldn't stand this kind of kneeling at the funeral. "Stop kneeling and do your job!"

Ji's mother had been listening in the east wing. She came out and looked over. "You little monkey, fetch some water, boil some water, and tidy up. I'll take two sets of the master's old clothes. In our house, there aren't many rules. Just don't be long-winded or gossip, know how to protect the master, and work hard. Miss, be the housekeeper. Listen to my instructions from now on."

The monkey didn't dare kneel again, he could only cry and shed snot, and repeatedly bent down humbly and nodded vigorously. He listened to the order and fetched water in a bucket, without boiling water, and washed himself from head to toe with cold water. Then he put on the old clothes that Ji's mother had quickly cut short with a pair of scissors. After washing, he started to fetch water from the well with a bucket, carrying it on his shoulders and hands, shaking. After the chaos yesterday, the two large water tanks were already empty.

By the time Xia Aiai came back with a cart of meat and Taotao came back with two pieces of cloth, Wangshu had already given the monkey a name.

"Ji Shou, you will do the work at home from now on. This is Xia Aiai, and this is Taotao. Aiai, Taotao, teach him how to do things."

After Li Yiyi returned, she was busy running around. Shushu sometimes helped in the kitchen, and sometimes the smoky air would suddenly reach her nose and lungs, leaving her coughing for most of the day. She wanted to hire a maid to help run errands.

"Ji Shou, I won't say much else. This is just for fun. We run a small braised meat business, and we have several customers delivering goods today. Come in and help light the stove."

Leading people to help, this kind of thing is to sell oneself into slavery directly. If one has time to go to the government to get a clear way, then one will be a family slave, with a death contract, and life and death at the hands of the master. Xia Xixi is not worried about the recipe being leaked. She asks someone to guard the stove, add firewood, and watch the stewed meat over, while instructing the Ji family on daily arrangements and precautions.

"You and I are both slaves, with miserable lives, but the Ji family is a very good family. You will understand after a long time of getting along. You must be sincere in return for sincerity and live a good and down-to-earth life."

Monkey, now you are the guardian of the dynasty, so naturally you should do as you wish.

Wangshu asked Taotao to clean up the idle west ear room next to the west bedroom study for her and her daughter to live in. Ji Shou then lived alone in the room where the mother and daughter originally lived, so that he could guard the door at night.

Three ridges of land were cleared on the right side of the yard for growing vegetables, one ridge of Persian vegetables, one ridge of Chinese cabbage, and one ridge of chives. The Persian vegetables were completely wiped out yesterday, so Wangshu changed into coarse clothes, took a small hoe, and continued to loosen the soil. She loved Persian vegetables very much, and she never got tired of eating them whether they were served cold or cooked in soup. She was preparing to plant another batch of seeds.

There wasn't much good about the ancient world. Wangshu stood up straight. Without cell phones, batteries, or cars, life became boring. Take, for example, the obscure dishes sold at the market—most of them tasted unpalatable, had strange flavors, were coarse and tough, and had little seasoning. There was no seafood, and river fish was expensive. The staple food for ordinary people was pretty much the same: wheat porridge mixed with bran. Wheat flour was a luxury, not to mention meat. Going hungry was the norm. Life, old age, and illness were all borne. If you could bear it, you'd move on to the next cycle. If you couldn't, you'd die. And when you died, you died.

Yaocheng was a wealthy place, and the braised meats made by the vendors were made from the cheapest cuts of pig. Many people simply followed, following the scent, and it took a long time before they could finally buy a piece to eat. Wangshu didn't dare go out and hawk them along the way. The people watched eagerly, even drooling, and would occasionally lean in to take a deep sniff of the meat... Several times, someone reached out to grab the meat, and Mammy would call Tang Bo to discipline them. Fortunately, she was tall, so even the scoundrels were intimidated.

I'm thinking too far ahead. Daddy's colleague came up with a similar recipe, but it didn't taste as good as what she made. She cobbled together her recipe and perfected it with modern braised meat recipes. How could it be so easy to imitate and surpass it...

But she's tired of it... She wants beef, she wants prawns. Damn the immigration department! They brought her here to grow vegetables with chicken manure! She wishes day and night to return to modern times, to slurp some crayfish, have a bowl of beef stew, eat a double-boiled hot pot, and then collapse on her bed and play with her phone all day long!

God knows she sold the land left by her grandparents and still has nearly 200,000 yuan in the bank!!!

Taotao moved over with a howling dog in her heart, feeling a little scared and uneasy. "Sister Shushu, your grandmother and cousin are here."

When Ji's mother in the embroidery room heard this, she quickly shook her clothes and ran out. The daughter-in-law was naturally afraid of her mother-in-law, and she began to tremble when she heard the word "mother-in-law".

"Shushu, hurry up, pack up and go back to your room to rest. Taotao and I will go to greet them." Yesterday's quarrel was so tense, and today she couldn't escape the cold sarcasm... She quickly asked her daughter to hide and not to cause any more friction.

The person is gone, but the money is still there. The resentment is comparable to that of a female ghost killed by a heartless scholar. The howling sky dog ​​in Wangshu's heart roared directly at his face: "Why should I rest? I want to grow vegetables. Don't bother me! Welcome people in when they come. What are you afraid of!"

Is there anything more frustrating than losing a person and not spending the money?

Ji's mother's heartbeat quickened after being yelled at: ...I am so angry! I hope there won't be another round of trouble. Seeing her daughter's rage, I am so happy!

Over there, Old Madam Ji walked in with a gloomy face, holding her granddaughter Ji Wangyue's hand. She cast a look at Ji's mother, who trembled instinctively because her eldest brother Ji was standing next to her.

"Hurry... hurry in, mother-in-law, uncle." When Ji's mother turned around and saw her daughter swinging a hoe in the yard, she forced herself to suppress her instinctive trembling and calmly welcomed them in.

"Humph, do you still think I'm your mother-in-law?"

Old Madam Ji was caught off guard yesterday. She hadn't been treated so rudely in the past twenty years, ever since her daughter-in-law became a mother-in-law and drove her mother-in-law away. She thought about it over and over again last night and couldn't sleep. She gritted her teeth all night. Today, she regained her morale and brought her eldest son and granddaughter here to calm the situation.

"My daughter-in-law doesn't dare."

As they passed by the corridor, Old Lady Ji saw Wangshu, who was wearing coarse linen clothes and slowly digging the ground. She was very surprised. She thought that San'er's life would not be so bad that he had to let his daughter work in the fields.

"This... is outrageous... How can a decent girl go to the fields..."

Not daring to tell her daughter, who had her own ideas about what to do, Ji's mother said, "Shushu's body is not in good condition, and the doctor said this will help her exercise."

"Would a doctor ask a lady to plant vegetables in the fields?" Old Madam Ji was annoyed. She thought she was easy to fool. "Which doctor said that? I'll go ask him."

Ji's mother was shocked: ...I am... a fake doctor.

The land was prepared and ridged, but it was done carelessly, just to give it a good look. Wangshu walked along the edge of the ridge, scattering seeds as he walked. When he finished, he didn't even look at the spectators standing nearby. He called someone over and said, "Taotao, water it when the sun goes down."

"This kind of land is also a mess. The size and height of each ridge, the levelness of the soil, the straight lines of the ridges, and the size of the mud clods are all out of place... This is for growing vegetables in the yard, as a storefront..."

What a nagging! Wangshu threw away his hoe and turned around to say sarcastically, "If you can do it, go ahead and do it. Don't go to other people's houses and nag!"

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Ji's mother's scalp tingled, and she quickly pulled her mother-in-law, who had been scolded for her unsuccessful preaching, to the main hall, "Let's go sit in the hall."

"Well done, Third Daughter-in-law, you're amazing! Look at the daughter you taught so well, now she's so unruly and stubborn. She turns the tables on the elders despite their kindness and good intentions. She doesn't know what's good for her!"

Madam Ji pointed at Wangshu and trembled with anger. "This is my third son's home. It's not your turn as a little girl to boss people around and take over my home!"

Wangshu rolled his eyes in front of the sky, without saying a word, and ran back to the west wing. He slammed the door with a deafening bang!

The girl who was listening at the stove was startled by the sudden "bang". She covered her heart and quickly concentrated on cleaning the mold for making mooncakes in the evening. Alas, everything was fine, but how come so many relatives came out and made the house so restless!