Ugly girl only wants to farm

Hearing the commotion outside, Meng's father called out from inside the house, "Third Aunt, Third Aunt, come in and help me up. I heard my little sister arguing with you. Please be more understanding. My little sister has had a hard time these past years. We must remember the kindness she showed us by supporting my education."

The voice, sometimes near, sometimes far, came from inside the house. Xu Chaoyan heard it clearly. She had only heard her father-in-law say a few words occasionally before, but she had never seen him say so much. She originally thought he was a sensible and reasonable person, but she didn't expect him to be so foolish. Even if he supported your education back then, he should have paid back enough over the years.

"Big brother, big brother, you still care about me the most." After calling out, she started to sob.

The mournful howl of the wolf irritated Xu Chaoyan. Her aunt ran out of the room while crying, and immediately loud wailing came from inside. This day was destined to be anything but peaceful.

Finally, Aunt Meng smiled. As she left, she carried large and small bags of things, which made Xu Chaoyan sob.

Meng Jiuxia's face was as black as charcoal. She saw Xu Chaoyan feeding the chickens with grass in a half-hearted manner, and she was already holding back her anger, so her tone was naturally a bit sharp: "When Aunt Trumpet Flower left, she took several bags of things with her. You must make sure there are not too many things in your room so that she doesn't take advantage of you. Spring Rain is comparable to Peach Blossom. Those things of yours will cost a lot to support my older brother's schooling. In the future, when you two raise children, this will be a considerable expense."

Xu Chaoyan was drawn to Meng Jiuxia's words. This young girl was far ahead and had more opinions than her mother-in-law. By modern standards, she would be a junior high school student. Seeing her like this, she felt sorry for her, but also thought that she sometimes went too far with her words. She was very conflicted at the moment. This sister-in-law seemed to be just a child, and she just spoke without thinking. Oh well, she would not take it to heart.

"That's in my room..." Before she could finish speaking, Meng Jiuxia went and grabbed another large bundle of grass.

Xu Chaoyan originally wanted to say that she had a few packets of pastries in her room, and asked if she could give her a few pieces to try, since she had seen how much Meng Jiudong craved those pastries.

Meng Jiuxia is just a child, it would be a lie to say she wasn't tempted, she just saw it.

“This aunt is simply too much. I brought back the grass I cut yesterday, and she actually had the nerve to take a bundle with her. It takes an hour to walk from here to her village, and she doesn’t even complain about being tired. Grandmother spoils her too much.”

While complaining, Meng Jiuxia prepared to pick up her sickle and basket and go out to cut grass.

Xu Chaoyan was stunned for a moment when she heard this. She originally thought that Aunt Meng's skin had become so shameless that she even coveted the wooden hairpin in her hair. When she left, Aunt Meng asked her for it several times, both openly and secretly, but she ignored it. Now, Aunt Meng even coveted the grass in her own yard.

Sigh! This person is simply incomprehensibly greedy. It also saved her a lot of time. The grass isn't heavy, so it's easy to carry back, saving her the trouble of going up the mountain again.

Life went on uneventfully. Apart from eating with everyone, Xu Chaoyan spent most of her time in her room, counting the silver over and over again, pondering how to turn that money into more money.

Xu's mother had been gone for quite some time, and now she was bored and didn't know what was going on. Occasionally, she would tease the puppy for a while and glance at the chickens in the coop. Fortunately, they were all counted. She saw her aunt walk around the coop several times, probably not finding an opportunity to kill them.

Town School

Meng Jiu has been studying hard these days, catching up on all the lessons he missed. He marked the ones he wasn't good at and used his spare time to ask his teacher for help. If he had extra time, he would ask the bookstore owner for some books to copy and earn a few copper coins.

He also wanted to ease the burden on his family. He had already passed the imperial examination and become a scholar. If he wanted to go further, he would have to study at the county academy and find a good teacher. However, given his family's circumstances, he could not leave at the moment. His father had injured his leg, his grandmother was ill and coughed all day long, and his younger brother was still young. They simply could not support the family. His second uncle's family was always scheming, and his mean aunt would come back every ten days or half a month and take away a lot of things.

He sighed softly.

"Hey, Scholar Meng, are you indulging in your melancholy here?" A sarcastic voice rang out.

Meng Jiuhe ignored him; this man had ridiculed him for a long time last time Xu Chaoyan came to the school.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the man continued: "How come absence makes the heart grow fonder? The holiday is just around the corner, and your heart is already flying back home. Tsk, tsk, tsk, your beautiful wife is still waiting at home. I'm so envious of you for marrying such a beautiful wife."

After saying that, he led the others in laughing heartily.

Meng Jiuhe was packing up his books and ignored him. Seeing that he was being ignored, the man became even more arrogant: "I say, Meng Xiucai, don't put on that high and mighty act. Don't look so long like someone owes you money. What's the use of being good at studying? You're still penniless. I heard you haven't even paid your tuition yet. Isn't your father-in-law's family supposed to be quite wealthy? They can't even afford this little bit of tuition."

With a "bang," the book fell onto the table. Even a clay figure like Meng Jiu, who had been holding back for a while, said, "Don't go too far. You weren't satisfied with the teacher's punishment last time, were you? I don't mind doing it again."

The man immediately lost his arrogance. The thought of the teacher's punishment made him a little scared, but he couldn't lose in terms of momentum: "Don't be so smug. Don't always use the teacher to intimidate me. I'm telling you, don't let me get a chance, or I'll make you regret it."

Seeing that he had a ten-day holiday today, he packed his things to go back to the village. He was very uneasy at the moment, not wanting to go home and not wanting to face that ugly, speechless man.

The last time he married her, completing those rituals was already his limit. Seeing his pus-filled face made him feel even worse. He wondered if everything was alright at home these days, and whether that woman had caused any trouble.

She took a deep breath and mentally prepared herself before picking up her bundle and heading home. By the time she returned to the village, the sun had already set, leaving a sliver of sunlight on the horizon that painted the sky beautifully. The sunset was infinitely beautiful, but it was nearing dusk.

He dawdled along the way, but eventually arrived at the village entrance.

"Oh, Scholar Meng is back."

"Yes, my aunt is on vacation, so I came back to visit."

"You're quite promising, Meng. You're the only scholar from our village. Don't forget about the other boys in our village when you become successful."

Meng Jiu nodded perfunctorily. He usually dreaded dealing with these aunties the most. If you didn't say anything, they would say you were aloof; if you said something, they would say you looked down on people. He was caught in a dilemma.

When he pushed open the courtyard gate and heard the familiar crowing of roosters and the sound of his younger brother chasing after the dog, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Big brother, big brother, you're back." Meng Jiudong ran over carrying a stick, but Meng Jiuhe stopped him.

"Be careful not to rush over so recklessly, or you'll fall."