Shipin Dalizheng

When he heard Chuncao say that Li Shiwa should sleep with him for one night, he didn't object, but he looked at him in a particularly critical manner, like a little dirty monkey.

Li Shiwa said hesitantly, "I washed my hands and face."

"Just washing your hands and face isn't enough. Anyone who follows the young master must be clean and smell good. Go get some hot water and wash yourself."

Li Shiwa blushed and said, "I, I'll go to another room to wash. Brother Ergou, wait for me, it will be done in a moment."

It was the first time that Gui Ergou heard someone call him brother, but the name Ergou sounded a bit lame, so he thought about asking the young master to change his name tomorrow.

The Third Master took Daya home and asked her many questions along the way. Daya answered them all. Finally, she said, "Master, the Young Master and Sister Chuncao treat me very well. I eat the same food as them. They also buy cloth to make new clothes for me. The work is not hard. They are all good people."

The third master struck the flint, lit the pipe, and started puffing.

Master Rong is indeed a good man, but can his sons handle it?

When I returned home, I heard the third nanny cursing and directing her daughters-in-law to grind the rice.

Qian was working at first, but soon, Rong Xiaobao's groaning voice came from the second room, "Mom, my stomach hurts."

"Hey! Mom is here. Sister-in-law, you push it first, I'll come later."

Zhou said, "You go take care of Xiaobao. I can do it alone. It's not much."

It's like this every time, Qian always has an excuse to be lazy.

Daya said nothing and went into the mill to help her mother push the mill.

In the utility room, Rong Dashan was looking for something to do by holding a lamp, but was scolded by the Third Grandma, "Can't you look for it after daybreak? Doesn't lamp oil cost money?"

Rong Dashan said in embarrassment: "Mom, I don't know where we put our carpentry tools. If I can't find them tomorrow morning, how am I going to work in the yard? I can't spend half a day looking for tools at home before going out."

The Third Grandma fell silent and started to find fault with Daya again, "Don't you know to come back earlier? There are so many chores at home, can your mother finish it all by herself?"

Daya's lips trembled. She felt wronged. She worked in the compound, not for free; she was paid. Why did she have to do housework too? Besides, wasn't housework all her mother's job? Even if her grandmother was old and retired, wouldn't her uncle and aunt be idle at home? Shouldn't work like grinding millstones be done by men, which is more labor-saving?

But she only dared to think about it and didn't dare to say it out loud. Her father and mother had no objection, but if she said it herself, wouldn't she be asking for a beating?

"I know, nana."

The third grandmother immediately saw the piece of cloth that Daya brought back. It was a light green lotus leaf color and looked very beautiful.

"What is this? Did the compound give it to you?"

Daya's face changed, and a sense of uneasiness surged in her heart, "Grandma, this is given by Sister Chuncao. She said that if you work with the young master, you must wear clean clothes, otherwise others will laugh at you."

Zhou also stopped and said, "Mother, these are clothes made for Daya over there. If you take them, how are you going to explain it to everyone tomorrow?"

The Third Lady gave her a sidelong glance and said, "Why, you two thought I was going to covet this piece of cloth? What do you think of me, an old woman?"

What a pity, it is such a tender and bright color, otherwise I could cut a few feet and make a jacket for myself.

As soon as she put it down, Qian came over and said, "Mom, what kind of material is it? Let me take a look."

When I touched it, I felt it was soft and smooth, and extremely comfortable. My eyes lit up immediately, "Mom, this will make an inner garment for Xiaobao. It will definitely be very comfortable to wear."

Since it was about her grandson, the third grandmother immediately lost her composure. "The material is good, but the color is not suitable for a boy."

"What's the big deal? Mom, the underwear is worn inside, who can see it? Besides, Xiaobao is still young, so no one will laugh at him even if he wears bright colors."

"That's true." Grandma San said, and picked up the cloth again.

Daya's heart was in her throat, and she looked at her mother Zhou with tears in her eyes.

No matter how soft-hearted Zhou was, she knew to fight for her daughter at this time, "Mother, this fabric wasn't bought by our family. It was given to Daya by the compound to make clothes. What's the point of letting Xiaobao wear it? Won't he be looked down upon?"

The Third Grandma hesitated again. Although she loved her grandson, she also knew the importance of the matter. The old man valued his reputation the most, so he couldn't go too far.

Qian was anxious. "What are you talking about, sister-in-law? How old is Xiaobao? How many feet of cloth can he use? This piece of cloth is enough for Daya to make three sets of clothes with some left over. The reward from the compound may not be given only to Daya. It is possible that everyone in the family will share it. Just make clothes for Daya, and use the rest to make a set for Xiaobao, right? Sister-in-law, I'm not greedy, but Xiaobao is the only male in our family after all. In the future, Daya, the second and third girls will all rely on him for support. Even my brother and sister-in-law will rely on Xiaobao for support, right?"

Zhou's face suddenly changed, turning a deathly grey. It was always like this. Whenever she tried to gain something for her daughters, her sister-in-law would use the same excuse. It was hard to tell if she really meant it or was just trying to provoke her. In the end, the second wife always took all the benefits.

In the yard, Rong Erhe squatted beside the chicken coop, pretending to count the chickens, as if he didn't hear what his wife said.

Rong Dashan also gathered all the tools and placed them at the door of the house. After hearing these words, he paused and quietly entered the house.

The Third Grandma said nothing more and picked up the cloth. "I'll go to the main room and cut it. I'll make sure there's enough material for Daya's clothes, and the rest can be put in my room."

Qian smiled and said that even if it was placed in the old lady's room, it would eventually end up in the hands of the second wife. The material was really good. Besides making a suit for Xiaobao, if I pieced it together, maybe I could make one for myself.

Seeing that her eldest daughter-in-law and eldest granddaughter were silent, Third Grandma tucked the cloth under her arm and left the mill. Unexpectedly, a figure came towards her, pulled the cloth from under her arm, and threw it at Zhou's feet.

The Third Grandma was stunned and cursed, "You old fool, what are you doing?" The Third Grandpa's face darkened, "This is given to Daya by the people in the compound. Only Daya can use it. Not a single thread or thread is allowed to be used. What are you doing? You can't afford to live anymore, and you dare to take advantage of anything?"

Then he turned around and scolded Qian, "Don't be so cocky just because you gave birth to a boy, thinking you're superior. There are many people in the village who gave birth to three or five boys, and none of them would take advantage of you just because you're like this. If you want to make clothes for Xiaobao, earn the money and buy them yourself. No one owes you anything."

This scolding left Qian stunned. It had been almost ten years since she got married, and this was the first time she had been scolded so harshly.

What's more, it wasn't just a mild scolding, but one that hit home and tore her skin off, exposing all her little thoughts of bullying her sister-in-law overtly and covertly over the years by taking advantage of the fact that she gave birth to a boy, and she couldn't hide it at all.

She has been pretending for ten years and living in peace for ten years. How can she get along with her sister-in-law in the future?