You are unlucky and I am tough

As she was walking, Cheng Shuang met Cheng Xu and a few children squatting under a tree and playing at a fork in the road. She walked over out of curiosity and saw Cheng Xiaosi holding a branch and writing his name on the ground.

"This is my name, Cheng Xu."

"That's amazing! I also want to be able to write my own name." Several children looked at each other with envy.

"Cheng Xu, can you write my name?" asked Xu Xiaohu, the little grandson of Xu Sanpo.

Cheng Xu shook his head. "No, but I can ask my elder sister to teach me. I will teach you when I learn it."

Xu Xiaohu was happy, "That's great, Cheng Xu, you will be my best friend from now on."

Cheng Xu smiled, looked up and saw Cheng Shuang, and immediately called out, "Big Sister."

Cheng Shuang looked at them and asked, "What are you guys doing here? You're all sweating."

"I'm writing my name for them." Cheng Xu ran over and pulled Cheng Shuang, "Sister, can you write Xu Xiaohu's name?"

Five or six children said in unison, "Hello, Sister-in-law Wei San." Then they all looked at her eagerly.

Cheng Shuang found a branch, squatted down and wrote Xu Xiaohu's name on the ground in beautiful and neat handwriting.

Xu Xiaohu took a closer look and said, "So this is my name."

"Sister-in-law Wei San, my name is Cheng Zhigao."

"My name is Cheng Guangzong."

"My name is Li Erdan."

Several children started saying their names in unison. Cheng Shuang told them not to be anxious and then wrote their names one by one on the ground.

Xu Xiaohu looked at the names on the ground with envy, "Studying is really good. Cheng Xu has become a different person after studying. I will go back and ask my parents to send me to school."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shuang also looked at Cheng Xu. Although he was still wearing coarse clothes, he seemed to have changed a little since he started reading and practicing calligraphy every day.

He smiled and said casually, "There is a saying that goes, 'A life wrapped in coarse silk and linen is a life of elegance and refinement, but a belly full of poetry and books.'"

The children didn't understand but looked at Cheng Shuang with admiration. Xu Xiaohu asked, "What does Sister-in-law Wei mean by this?"

"What it means is that as long as you read books and have knowledge in your mind, your inner self will become different. Even if you wear coarse clothes and live in a thatched hut, you can still give off the temperament and cultivation of a scholar. That's why you feel that Cheng Xu is different from before."

"Madam Wei is very talented in writing."

Cheng Shuang casually explained to the children, but right after she finished speaking, someone suddenly spoke from behind, which scared her.

She stood up and looked back, and saw three people standing in a row behind her.

The three of them were all wearing white scholar's robes with a blue belt around their waists. Their temperament was completely different from that of the villagers, and you could tell at a glance that they were scholars.

Among the three people, the one who just spoke was Zhao Xiuwen, the son of Zhao the hunter in the village. The one in the middle was Cheng Wanpeng, the grandson of Cheng Lao Xiucai. The last one was Cheng Caijun, the cousin who was a few months older than Cheng Shuang.

Because the academy was suddenly closed for holiday, the three of them went home together today. On the way, they talked about the policy essay homework left by the teacher. Cheng Caijun and Cheng Wanpeng both felt that Zhao Xiuwen was quite insightful, so they made an appointment to go to his house to discuss it together.

Hunter Zhao's home is not far from Zhushan and he is Cheng Shuang's new neighbor.

They were all from the same village and knew each other. The three of them had just seen Cheng Shuang picking wild flowers on the edge of the field from a distance.

They didn't want to pay attention at first, but when they got closer, they suddenly heard Cheng Shuang reciting two lines of poetry, and the three of them stopped at the same time.

Then after listening to Cheng Shuang's explanation, Zhao Xiuwen couldn't help but speak.

Zhao Xiuwen was a handsome man, his eyes gleaming with intelligence. He smiled and politely bowed to Cheng Shuang. "Madam Wei, what you just said, 'A life of coarse silk and linen, yet a wealth of knowledge brings out the elegance of poetry and books,' is truly a brilliant piece of writing. I've never heard of it before, but was it written by Madam Wei?"

When the children in the village saw someone reading, they didn't dare to approach him and ran away in a swarm.

Cheng Shuang never thought that she was just reciting a poem while playing with a few children, and it was so coincidentally heard by three scholars.

She curled her lips and said, "Zhao Tongsheng, you're joking. I can't claim to be a talented writer. I just read a few books and know a few words."

Cheng Wanpeng also felt that Cheng Shuang was not someone who could come up with those two lines of poetry, so he said calmly, "Brother Zhao, she is just an ignorant village woman. She must have memorized them from a book.

The Master said that learning is boundless and never-ending, which only means that we haven't read enough books."

"Yes, Brother Zhao."

Cheng Caijun glanced at Cheng Shuang, his eyes looking at a stranger. "She just learned to read with her mother for a few years. On weekdays, she either chopped wood and boiled water, or cooked and washed clothes at home. How could she have any literary knowledge? Now that she is married, she will be trapped in this small village as a village woman for the rest of her life."

Cheng Shuang's face darkened. Damn it, what does it have to do with you guys if I, your aunt, recite a few lines of poetry to a child? You just come up to me and call me an ignorant village woman!

Zhao Xiuwen frowned after hearing what the two said, thinking that it was too much to belittle a woman in such a way. He was about to speak to Cheng Shuang when Cheng Shuang suddenly sneered.

"You two are right. I am just an ignorant village woman. Knowing a few words is nothing.

For you who have studied since childhood and considered yourselves the pride of heaven, hearing whether you have ever heard a line of poetry from an ignorant village woman is nothing. After all, it is good that you two can realize how little you have read.

Cheng Shuang's tone was full of sarcasm, and she still felt it was not enough after she finished speaking.

She stroked her chin, thought for a moment, and continued, "As the saying goes, one must seek truth and strive for progress in the ocean of learning. Only by self-examination can one steer the right path. Be aware of shortcomings and diligently correct them. Be discerning of flaws and courageously strive for strength. Don't be afraid of your current shortcomings; walk humbly and your path will shine brightly."

After Cheng Shuang finished reciting a six-line poem she composed, Cheng Caijun and Cheng Wanpeng's faces turned pale.

Although the poem means that one must be humble and self-reflective in order to make continuous progress in learning, combined with what they just said, Cheng Shuang was obviously mocking them.

They were actually ridiculed by an ignorant village woman.

Zhao Xiuwen was savoring the poem carefully at first, but when he saw the expressions of his two classmates, he finally reacted and burst out laughing.

At first he was reserved, but in the end he couldn't help laughing out loud without restraint.

Cheng Caijun and Cheng Wanpeng were so angry that they left angrily, and they didn't even go to Zhao Xiuwen's house to discuss academic matters as they had originally planned.

Cheng Shuang looked at the scholar in front of her who had just been polite, but was now laughing so hard that he lost all his composure. She silently took two steps back and turned to leave.

Zhao Xiuwen and Cheng Shuang were going home together, following behind from a distance.

After laughing enough, he looked at the back of the person in front of him with a serious expression on his face.

Cheng Shuang used to be timid and cowardly, but now that she is married, she seems like a different person. Could it be that she was hiding her incompetence before?

If that's true, fortunately I wasn't harmed by that hypocrite Song Hui.

Now that she has married successfully, I hope she can live a peaceful life in the Wei family, so that his guilt can be alleviated.

Song Hui is the son of a wealthy family in the town and is also the first marriage arranged by the Cheng family for Cheng Shuang. Two years ago, Song Hui followed Zhao Xiuwen to visit Chengjia Village, and then fell in love with Cheng Shuang who was washing clothes by the river. He went home and invited a matchmaker to come to his house.

The Cheng family spread the news throughout the village within a day, saying that Cheng Shuang was going to marry a wealthy man in town and become the wife of a wealthy family.

But Song Hui's impulsive behavior could not convince his family. His mother was waiting for him to marry the daughter of a wealthy family after graduation, and she would never let her marry a village girl. She said that no matter how much she liked her, she could only be a concubine.

The person was brought into the village by Zhao Xiuwen. He found out that Song Hui really wanted to deceive the Cheng family and let Cheng Shuang marry as a concubine, so he warned him that if he did not confess to the Cheng family, he would tell the county magistrate that he had abducted a decent woman.

Unexpectedly, Song Hui's mother knew that her son was threatened. She was afraid that it would affect his future, so she brought people to the family's house the next day to cancel the engagement in a high-profile manner. She also said in a very unethical way that someone had calculated that Cheng Shuang was a husband-killer, so the Song family did not dare to accept her as a daughter-in-law.

In this way, Cheng Shuang's reputation of being a husband-killer spread. A year later, she mentioned it twice more. However, influenced by her previous fate of being a husband-killer, the whole family became nervous as soon as the man was married.

The second family's son fell down while going up the mountain and scraped his knee a little. The injury was not serious, but he was so scared that he came to cancel the engagement the next day.

The third family was even more outrageous. Even when their old ox died, they thought it was Cheng Shuangke's fault and came to cancel the engagement.

Finally, through word of mouth, it became that the first family's son failed the exam, the second family broke his leg, and the third family's elderly father died.