My sister became the empress, but I'm still growing vegetables and raising chickens

Si Muyan said, "Showing weakness is just to prevent us from getting hurt. Before we have the ability to protect ourselves, we have no other choice. Little sister, if we had money today and could rent a stall ourselves, would Auntie Tian still bully us? If we have the ability to open a shop ourselves, would she, a stall renter, dare to bully us? When we are not strong enough, there are some things we can only compromise. It doesn't mean letting others get away with it, but temporarily avoiding their edge, understand?"

The younger sister nodded thoughtfully. If she had money and power, she wouldn't feel so wronged.

She clenched her fists, and the younger brother over there, although still confused, clenched his hands into fists unconsciously.

Seeing that they had listened, Si Muyan stopped talking.

He took them to the iron shop to ask how much a push cart used in the morning market that could be used to light a fire and place a pot cost. The cheapest one was only one and a half taels, a small one that was useless to them. The kind Si Muyan wanted cost two and a half taels.

"It's so expensive!" The younger sister gasped. They only had a little over one or two taels on hand, and they still had to buy some things.

Si Muyan waved her hand: "Let's go, let's go buy another wooden barrel."

The younger sister came up and said, "Sister, why don't we borrow some money to buy a car?"

Si Muyan glanced at her and said, "You can only do what you can do. We still have foreign debts to repay. Where can we borrow more? What if we lose money? What are you going to do?"

"This……"

Si Muyan continued, "Only gambling houses have such no-cost businesses. How about letting Dad give it another try?"

The younger sister waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, no, no, that won't work. The compound interest is terrifying. How can this be a zero-cost business?"

Si Muyan bought a wooden barrel, meat and eggs before taking her younger brother and sister back.

As soon as I reached the entrance of the village, I saw a large group of people gathered in front of me, making a lot of noise, and I could also hear the shrill shouting and crying of women.

As I got closer, I heard the cries of a young woman.

"My Si Ya, why are you gone? It's all my fault. Why didn't I take you with me? Why did I let you follow that old witch? I killed you!"

As I got closer, I could hear a lot of chatter nearby.

"Mrs. Zhu did it on purpose. She has done this kind of thing before. This is not the first time."

"Oh, how pitiful little Si Ya is! She's so little and usually so well-behaved. How could Mrs. Zhu have the heart to do that to her?"

Mrs. Zhu?

Si Muyan was stunned.

Of course she knew Mrs. Zhu, the old woman who always looked at her sisters with a cold brow.

He thought the original owner was a rebel against Tiangang and even beat up her own father and brother. He thought the second sister was immoral and ran after a strange man. He thought the youngest sister was shameless and coaxed the strong young men in the village to work for the Si family.

Anyway, there is not a single good word he says.

But it was this old lady Zhu who said something fair when the Queen Mother came to make trouble last time and the whole village was watching the fun.

Later, I learned from my younger brother that this Mrs. Zhu took care of him openly and secretly, and also restrained her grandsons to prevent them from bullying me.

So Si Muyan felt that she was not a bad person.

But people are not just good or bad. Some people are good on one side but bad on another.

"What did Mrs. Zhu do before? I haven't heard of it. Aunt, please tell us."

The person who spoke was a young woman who had been married for just over a year.

An elderly person who knew about the incident told others about it.

"It was only a few years ago that Mrs. Zhu killed her eldest granddaughter. The eldest Zhu originally had a daughter named Daya, but Mrs. Zhu killed her. Then two years ago, the second Zhu's wife became pregnant. I heard it was most likely a daughter, but Mrs. Zhu killed her. This time it's the fourth Zhu's daughter, Si Ya. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, how pitiful."

"Is there such a thing? Mrs. Zhu is going too far."

Some people didn't believe it: "But I see that Erya and Sanya are fine."

"When Daya died, Erya was still in the belly of the third daughter-in-law. The Zhu family split up because of Daya's death. The third daughter-in-law of Zhu did not allow Erya and Sanya to go to their grandmother's house, which saved their lives."

Because the road into the village was blocked by the villagers, Si Muyan and the other two could not get in. The younger sister and brother looked inside curiously and listened to everyone's discussions.

Si Muyan lowered his eyes in thought. The Si family was once a noble family in Kyoto, so they had some pride. Except for Si Erlang who had a good relationship with the villagers when he was alive, the others did not interact much with the villagers and did not know much about the affairs of the village.

In the original owner's memory, he only had a general idea of ​​the Zhu family's situation.

Mrs. Zhu had four sons. The eldest, Zhu Laoda, had two sons and a granddaughter who drowned in a large water tank in the yard about three or four years ago. The second, Zhu Laoer, also had two sons but no daughters. According to what others have just said, a daughter died in the womb. The third, Zhu Laosan, had two very young daughters. The fourth, Zhu Laosi, had been married for less than four years and had a two-year-old daughter.

just now……

Si Muyan frowned. There were too many people and she couldn't get through or in.

A middle-aged woman's shrill voice was heard from inside: "Old woman, what exactly do you want? You've already killed your two daughters, and now you're trying to kill your granddaughter! Haven't we given you sons and daughters? You already have four grandchildren, why are you still trying to kill your own granddaughter? With so many lives at stake, aren't you afraid that your daughters and granddaughters will come around and cry around you at night?"

Si Muyan knew that the voice belonged to Zhu Lao Da's wife. She was a strong woman. She always had a sullen face when she met anyone, and she was always right and never gave in. She was very eloquent and no one in the village dared to offend her.

Mrs. Zhu's voice sounded very embarrassed: "No, I didn't... I didn't mean to harm Si Ya, she was sick..."

"If she's sick, she should go see a doctor. But if she's sick, are you going to watch her die?" Zhu Lao Da's wife cursed even more fiercely. "You're so heartless! Fourth Brother and his wife only have this one child, and you're going to kill her too, aren't you?"

"I didn't, Lao Si, I didn't hurt Si Ya..." Mrs. Zhu cried and defended, "Si Ya had a high fever, I took her to see a doctor, but the doctor was not at home, and I had no other choice. I thought if I just covered her up and kept her warm, she would be fine, but who knew..."

Keep warm?

Si Muyan thought about it, Si Ya was only two years old. A two-year-old child had a high fever but was still being kept warm. Wasn't he thinking that she wouldn't die quickly enough?

Zhu Laosi's wife cried even louder and rushed to Mrs. Zhu: "You cruel old woman, you lied to us. If it was really just to warm her up, how could Si Ya die? You must have fed her something on purpose!"

Mrs. Zhu waved her hands repeatedly: "I fed it wall dust, I really didn't feed it anything else..."