Crossing the road to riches

Chapter 17 Big Sister Leaves
The family was extra silent, and finally the old lady spoke out first: "I am old and useless, I will go! The loss to our family is the least."

Naturally, Wen Hao didn't want to go to die. All wars are hand-to-hand combat. She has only been here for a long time, and she feels that she has the advantage of being the youngest, and she is educated.

Although the family is nice, it doesn't mean that he has to sacrifice his life.

The eldest sister was silent for a while, the old lady was old, wouldn’t she be sent to die if she went, the younger sister was a scholar, and she would die when she was younger, besides, the younger sister could still earn some money from doing business now, so she could support the family, and she was in a big He is not as flexible as his younger sister even though he is jealous of her, but whoever let her die is better than his own. Besides, he came secretly to tell himself that day that he was going to be engaged, and said that the two of them would elope, but she refused, but Can't harm him, if he is caught, he will never see anyone in his life.

She only knew about this, and it hurt like something in her heart. If she stayed here and watched her lover marry someone else, she might as well leave earlier: "Stop talking, I'll go! None of you can stop me."

Wen Hao didn't think about stopping her, but Jinmei had no idea except that she was a little reluctant. The grudge about being beaten last time was not so easy to get rid of.

The rest of the people also understood that it was impossible to let the younger one go, and neither could the head of the family, otherwise the family would be broken up, and it was a preordained result that the eldest sister would go.

Wen Fugui patted Youcai on the shoulder and breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay! Then you can go to our house."

Jinmei walked away silently, and Mrs. Zhao also took Youcai's hand: "You are the most sensible boss in our family, and everyone hates you, but there is really no way, you are the most suitable ".

Youcai didn't say a word, and I felt cold and cold in my heart. I worked hard in this family as a cow and a horse, but I was not as popular as my little sister who couldn't do anything well.

Fugui, the head of the family, returned to the house, took out a small bag of shredded tobacco that had been treasured for a long time, and smoked it, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

Wen Hao is also afraid of death, so she is naturally unwilling to go. Everyone knows how high the death rate in this war is, but they are not killed directly on the battlefield. Most of them are due to injuries and poor medical conditions. It's easy to get infected and die.

Although she can't hurry up, she must at least do something for the elder sister. Although the elder sister always has opinions on her, she is also good to her, and those opinions are nothing.

To save your life, you need two things, preventing injuries and treating injuries.

If the family is conscription, the tax will be reduced, but the tax is enough. If she really asks the eldest child to go, she will feel distressed. Wen Fugui gritted his teeth. No matter, silently packed up his clothes.

Mrs. Zhao walked in and quickly stopped her: "My wife, what are you doing?"

Wen Fugui glanced at Mrs. Zhao with some reluctance, but he was afraid that he would be confused, and warned: "Are you blind? I'm really willing to ask Dawa to join the army. I'll tell you that I'm leaving. Take good care of this family." , if the family can’t get rid of the pot and subsidize your natal family behind their backs, I will divorce you, and there will be no good fruit for you.”

Mrs. Zhao closed her mouth. He used to live well in his natal family, but he couldn't bear the difficulties of his natal family. He couldn't really watch his parents and sisters starve to death.

Grandma went back to the house to wipe her tears, if she could go by herself, she would have one foot in the palace of Hades anyway.

Wen Hao didn't do any business for the past two days, and ran back and forth. On the second day, Fu Gui made some wine, and Mrs. Zhao cooked a rare scrambled green onion egg.

The rich and noble at the dinner table couldn't help crying, she was really afraid of death, how painful it would be to be hacked to death with a knife, and she was also afraid of hacking, so she couldn't let the daughter of the family go, it was hers. Miao Miao.

A lot of age choked up and said: "I have money, mother has thought about it, let mother go, you have no descendants, it is not suitable for you to go."

At this time, the family didn't think crying was a waste of salt. When Wen Hao came back with big bags and small bags, he saw that the whole family was like crying for funerals.

Isn't it just mourning? After going out, there is basically no hope of coming back.

Only Wen Hao was smiling, looking extra out of place: "Why are you crying, look at what good things I brought."

Just when he was about to be scolded, Youcai said, "Is this armor woven from trees and vines?".

Wen Hao nodded, she saw this on TV before, and said it was Zhuge Liang's invention: "Yes, I read it in a book, it was also soaked in tung oil, it is light, resistant to chopping, and can float in the water , I have nothing wrong with it except my fear of fire."

Youcai looked suspiciously: "Can this tree and rattan work?".

Wen Hao: "It will definitely work, it is still close to the body, and if you wear armor, you can still cover it outside."

What she made is a simple version of the armor, which can only protect the fatal parts, which is very light.

Immediately afterwards, he took out another porcelain bottle, which was highly alcohol-soaked cotton that had been distilled again after warming. Although it was not comparable to alcohol, it was of great help.

"This is a good thing. The most fearful thing in war is that the wound cannot be cured. The wound will be pus and maggots will be boiled to death. This treatment will not cause pus and the wound will heal quickly."

"Again, sister, don't rush to the front in a war. Survival is the most important thing. It's best if you can find a way to get in and cook, so you don't have to rush to the front."

The eldest sister nodded, and Fugui got up and picked up the armor and gestured to herself: "Little girl, let's see if my mother looks good in it."

He was snatched by Youcai directly: "Mother has to listen to me, there is no need to discuss it, I am young and strong, if I can make military achievements, then I will honor my ancestors."

It would be great if he didn't get married so soon, then I would definitely try my best, and blame myself for not being able to marry him back.

He picked up the packed things and left: "It's time to go, we can't delay, if we delay the reporting time, our family will have to go to the government to be beaten."

Before leaving, he told Hao Wenhao: "Little sister, I will leave the family to you. You have to live up to it. I shouldn't have scolded you like that before. Take good care of the family."

Wen Hao nodded: "Sister, I understand, you can go at ease."

You Cai left very decisively, the more ink stains the more reluctant.

The whole village seemed to be in grief.

The mother of Wen Mao's family was old and not in good health, so their family was lucky enough to escape, but Wen Chun's family was not so lucky. Wen Chun was supposed to go, but her mother would not be willing.

"Mother, go and watch your father carefully, and no one will clean up the mess for you in the future. You have to do what you have to do with the little girl of the Wen family, and follow her well in the future. She is for your own good. Mother is also ashamed."

My daughter has done such a shameful thing, and I still want to rely on it, but the little girl of the Wen family thinks that she is trying to prevent her evil from going astray and harming herself, and she is actually helping their family.

Although the eldest sister was sad to leave, the saddest thing was probably my mother, she packed up her things, and felt more and more sorry for her eldest daughter.

Sadness is everywhere, but life has to go on, Wen Hao has to work to make money, otherwise he will have to eat air.

When I went this time, I had two more helpers, Wen Mao and Wen Chun.

(End of this chapter)