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

In modern times, when a man and woman get married, they separate and establish their own families. This was different in ancient times. In ancient times, a daughter who married off belonged to another family. Whether this was good or bad depended entirely on the man's conscience.

Therefore, some families are reluctant to let their daughters get married, while some families want to keep their daughters at home to work and do not plan to let them get married.

If this were the case, it would be extremely difficult for ordinary men to get married, so such laws were introduced.

A single tax specifically for women.

Fortunately, the amount of money is not much. If you are over 22 and not married, you still have to pay two taels of silver a year. After you are 30, you have to pay five taels of silver a year. When you are 40, you don’t have to pay any money.

Because women over 40, even if they get married, the chances of having children will be much smaller.

To put it bluntly, this law is not about marriage, but about offspring.

"Dad, you don't have to worry about my sisters. When I grow up, I will support them."

In fact, in the past, I didn’t feel much about my sisters getting married, because all the sisters in the village would get married.

But ever since my second sister encountered such a thing, even their lovely Xiaoxia almost lost her life, I no longer want my sisters to get married.

Si Xingzhi reached out and gave his son a slap on the face: "Nonsense, kid. When you grow up, you will get married too. You are happy to support them, but where is your wife?"

"Then I won't marry!"

Aunt Jin was the first to be dissatisfied: "Young Master, don't talk nonsense. You are the only son in the family, and the family still needs you to carry on the family line."

Si Xingzhi laughed heartily and ignored them, going out for a walk with his baby Xiaoxia in his arms.

The weather wasn’t very good afterwards, with heavy rain every other day, making it inconvenient to set up the stall.

After lunch, my younger sister Tiantian sat in the corridor holding Xiaoxia, muttering unhappily, "I missed a day, so I lost at least two hundred coins, but I still have to spend this much every day."

Mrs. Zhu held her basket and watched the rain stop. "Wan'er, are you going to pick some mushrooms? There are more mushrooms after the rain."

The younger sister frowned and said, "No, I'm not going. I bought some cloth the day before yesterday and will be sewing a quilt with Aunt Jin later. The road is slippery after the rain. Mrs. Zhu, you shouldn't go either. It's not easy to walk on the mountain. It will be troublesome if you slip."

"No, I go there every year. I'm very familiar with it. How can there be any problem? I'll go up first."

Mrs. Zhu went up the mountain. The mushrooms after the rain were big and plump, and they were pleasing to the eye.

Many women and children came in groups to pick mushrooms, and the mountain was filled with laughter and joy. They were all used to it and could tell whether the mushrooms were poisonous or not.

The younger children didn't know, so the older ones pointed and said, "This one with a pretty color is poisonous. Look at that particularly beautiful one, don't even touch it. And that one with a pretty umbrella is also poisonous."

Because of family matters, whenever Mrs. Zhu went out, she would be pointed at and criticized. She didn't like to go to crowded places. She simply walked deep into the forest, where there were fewer people and more mushrooms. She quickly picked a large basket.

"Save these for making soup, and hang these in an empty room with a winnowing basket to dry. Then, dry them and make soup for the New Year. They will be very delicious."

Mrs. Zhu put down the basket on her back, very satisfied. The basket was full, but the basket in her hand was not full yet, so she could pick a little more.

That should be enough on the way down.

Just as Mrs. Zhu was about to go down, she heard a familiar voice in front of her.

"Why are you guys so slow? It's so annoying!"

It was Zhu Daniu's voice.

Zhu Daniu is the eldest grandson of Mrs. Zhu and the son of Mr. Zhu. He is eight years old this year.

The next person to speak was Zhu Dachun, Zhu Laoer's son, who was seven years old.

"Brother, please go slower. The mountain road is difficult to walk on. Erya is young and walks slowly."

Mrs. Zhu was stunned. Not wanting to see her grandchildren at this time, she simply hid under a tree.

Sure enough, I saw Zhu Daniu coming down from upstairs, followed by his four younger brothers and sisters. Zhu Dachun from the second room carried the two-year-old Erniu on his back and led the three-year-old Erya from the third room downstairs.

Even though she was being held by her brother, Erya still couldn't walk steadily and slipped. The small basket on her back fell off, and the mushrooms rolled all over the ground.

Dachun quickly put Erniu down and went to help her pick it up: "Erya, don't panic, I'll help you pick it up."

Danniu strode over and also picked up the mushrooms that Erya had dropped. However, he did not put them back into Erya's backpack, but into his own.

Dachun was unhappy: "Brother, what are you doing? Erya picked up very little to begin with, why are you snatching hers?"

Daniu rolled his eyes: "Which eye did you see me snatching her? I found this on the ground, so it's mine."

Erya was anxious and ran over crying, "Brother, these are the mushrooms I picked. Give them back to me, give them back to me!"

How could Daniu care about her? He picked up the things while baring his teeth at her: "Get out of here, you money-loser, get out of here now, or I'll beat you up!"

"That's mine, wuwuwu, it's mine. You can't bully people like this. I'm going to tell my mother..." Erya cried even harder.

When Mrs. Zhu, who was hiding behind a tree, heard such crying, she felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife.

In fact, she usually took the least care of the third wife's children. The eldest and second daughters got married early, so she helped take care of all the children.

Later, when the family split up, she lived with the fourth child, and she was the one who took care of Si Ya.

Only the third brother's two daughters, Erya and Sanya, were raised by the third brother and his wife themselves.

I only remembered that Erya and Sanya were quiet and timid, and never noticed that Da Niu actually bullied these two cousins ​​like this.

Dachun held Erya and said, "Erya, forget it, come here, I'll share my mushrooms with you."

After saying that, he put the mushrooms in his backpack into Erya's backpack.

But when Da Niu saw this, he immediately stepped forward, snatched the basket from Erya's hand, and poured all the mushrooms he had just distributed into his own basket.

Dachun was furious. He shielded his sister behind him and said, "Brother, how could you do this? You ran away to play while we were picking mushrooms, and now we've all picked them, and you come and steal ours?"

Daniu rolled his eyes and said, "I didn't steal yours. You were the one who pretended to be nice and gave her your mushrooms."

Although Dachun was only one year younger than Daniu, he was much smaller. He knew he couldn't beat his older brother, so he had no choice but to drag Erya down the mountain.

But he was angry and didn't care about Erniu anymore.

Erniu is Da Niu's younger brother. Da Niu doesn't care about him, so why should he?

"Erya, forget it, let's not argue with him, let's go home first."

"Wow, I don't, I don't." Erya cried and said, "My sister is sick, and mother doesn't have time to pick mushrooms. I want to pick mushrooms and make soup for mother. My sister will get better after drinking it. Give me back the mushrooms, give them back to me!"

Dachun wanted to share his mushrooms with Erya, but was afraid that Daniu would snatch them away again, so he comforted her and said, "It's okay. Let's pick more mushrooms tomorrow, okay?"