Fast time travel: He made up for his mistakes in the plane

Outside the house, Aunt Tian and others are envious. It is not easy for farmers to make some money. Zhou is lucky. She married into the Song family and did not have to do anything. In the past, she was raised by a man. When a man dies, his brother-in-law will support him. He has a proper life. What a winner!
I can also understand why her mother-in-law came to persuade her not to remarry.

What else should I change?

It's not like she doesn't have a son.

"A daughter-in-law of many years becomes a mother-in-law" or "A sister-in-law is like a mother", any fool knows which one is easier, more satisfying and more comfortable.

"The world is awake!"

Someone exclaimed.

Aunt Tian glanced at the east compartment and curled her lips, "If I were her, I would be sober too."

The man laughed and said, "Don't let your man hear what you said, otherwise, he will think you are cursing him."

"Who cursed him? The key is not him. The key is the lack of a scholar who can read!" Aunt Tian rolled her eyes.

If the old man dared to scold her, she would ask him the exact words and tell him if he could.

Who would think too much money?

The others were also very happy.

In their opinion, one or two hundred copper coins a month is already a lot, and one or two hundred copper coins a year is more than one or two taels.

But they don't know that in the past, Zhou got more.

Yuan Zha is really talented when it comes to reading.

The handwriting is also good.

He not only copied books for the library, but also painted, and from time to time wrote a drama about a talented man and a beautiful lady.

There is a deposit in hand.

Ever since his eldest brother Song Yuan left for the border, he, who was only 14 years old, had taken on the burden of the family and had to pay living expenses to the Zhou family every month when he came back.

In the beginning, he earned little, was young, and was afraid that his sister-in-law would run away, so he gave everything to him.

As we get older, we need more social interactions.

The amount will still be the same as before.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to save the five taels of silver.

It's just that he always came back to give it to himself before, and outsiders never knew how much it was. After all, Song Yuan had monthly money sent back within a few months. Even if the waiter of the Song family copied books, he didn't make a living by copying books. Got some money.

This time when Song Dynasty asked someone to send money, he also specifically told the person to make it clear to Mr. Zhou that because of his heavy studies, his husband asked him to concentrate on preparing for the exam, so he had less time to copy books, so he did not get back as much money as before. I only got more than 100 copper coins, so I asked my sister-in-law to forgive me.

So the man asked all the way over and didn't bother to cover it up.

In fact, the people in the village knew it before Zhou.

Suddenly sour.

More than 100 copper plates are still few?How much did you need to get back?

Mrs. Zhou really fell into the trap of fortune.

Zhou thinks so too.

Except for Dalang being arrested and sent to the border, her life after marriage was really smooth.

Although my uncle has changed a bit since Dabao became ill and has criticized her a lot, that's all. As long as she is in this house for a day, my uncle must respect her.

Just have as little copper as you can.

It's not like she has no money.

After these few months go by, when my uncle is admitted to the Juren Examination, he will have plenty of money to earn.

By then, even the landlords in the town and wealthy businessmen in the county will all be rushing to flatter you!
"Ahem, mom, I'm thirsty."

Mrs. Zhou quickly came to her senses and said, "Bao'er, hurry up and cover it up. Mom will go get you some water right away."

After giving her son some water, she went to make some medicine.

I don’t know if it’s true that the medicine in the village is not good, but Dabao’s illness is not cured.

It's been a month, and I can barely get out of bed, but I can't walk a few steps.

Also coughing badly.

There is no flesh left on the little face, the complexion is sallow and emaciated.

He looked sick at first glance.

Ugh.

It will be nice to wait until this winter is over and the weather gets warmer.

Children are awake, but weak. What could be the problem?

Just take care of it.

Isn't it better to eat more good things than to take medicine?

Just as my uncle came back with the money, he went to the village to buy a chicken and stew it.

With this thought, she hurriedly added a few wooden sticks to the stove, waited for the medicine to be cooked, and gave it to the child to drink.

"Lie down well and don't get up. Cover yourself tightly. Mom is going to the village. Let's make chicken soup for dinner."

Song Dabao's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Mom, I'll be good and drink chicken soup!"

"Well, my dear, be good. Mom will be back soon." She tucked Dabao into a quilt, took the money and went out.

Most of the villages have chickens.

Except her home.

There is no way, there are scholars around, there is always something to worry about.

She went to a family named Wang in the village.

"Aunt Wang!"

"Eh!"

A woman wearing a coarse patched cotton coat walked out of the room. She had two lumps of frostbite on her cheeks. When she saw Mrs. Zhou, her fat face was full of smiles.

"Madam Song is here. Are you here to buy chickens?"

I am an old customer, so there is no need to be so polite.

Mrs. Zhou smiled reservedly, "My eldest son has been ill for a long time, and the doctor said he should eat something good to replenish his health. It happened that my uncle came back with money, so he asked my aunt to catch a good one for me."

Aunt Wang said with a hearty smile, "She is indeed Song Xiucai's sister-in-law. She speaks politely and politely. Madam Song, don't worry. I promise to catch you a big, smart and lively rooster."

Hens are impossible!
Never!

Then you have to keep the eggs and sell them.

Zhou nodded.

Followed Aunt Wang to the backyard.

Watching the other person choose a rooster with a big, red crest, he nodded with satisfaction.

Aunt Wang weighed herself on the scale, settled her accounts, and said, "Are you still cleaning things up as before?"

Mrs. Zhou: "Yeah."

Aunt Wang asked her eldest daughter-in-law to boil water.

Then he asked his granddaughter to come out with a knife and a big bowl, walk to the wall, and cut the chicken directly with a clean movement. He pressed the chicken's neck and shook it, and dripped the last drop of blood into the bowl.

A bowl full of water.

Such a big bowl of chicken blood is homemade.

Zhou considers himself a scholar, but he despises these pickled things the most.

Aunt Wang was delighted.

I plucked the chicken's feathers, cleaned the contents in its belly, slaughtered the chicken into medium-sized pieces, and put them in the basket brought by Zhou.

Zhou counted the coins and handed them to her.

He picked up the bowl of already solidified red wine and said, "I'll return the bowl to Auntie later."

Aunt Wang: "."

Hey, Madam Song, what do you mean? Why do you keep coming out?

Gan smiled and said, "This chicken blood is good."

"Yes." Mrs. Zhou smiled sheepishly, "The doctor said that chicken blood is rich in nutrients. If you stir-fry it with blood vegetables, it will be good for Dabao's health."

"Oh, oh, that's good, then go back and do it quickly."

"Then I'll leave now and come to my aunt's house next time to talk."

"Go slowly."

Aunt Wang sent Mr. Zhou out.

When he turned around, his face fell.

The younger daughter-in-law came in from outside, excitedly, and lowered her voice, "Mom, what are you eating today?"

She saw Mrs. Zhou coming to the house.

Aunt Wang stared at her, "Eat, eat, eat! I've been thinking about eating all day! Why don't I eat you to death!"

After saying that, he went back to the house angrily.

The younger daughter-in-law was scolded for no reason and felt extremely wronged.

"I, did I say something wrong? Don't let it go when you're angry! Whoever made you angry should be blamed!" What does it have to do with me!
After being used as a punching bag, the younger daughter-in-law was very unhappy and grabbed Daya and asked.

Daya pointed her mouth at the pile of chicken feathers and said, "Song Xiucai's sister-in-law came to catch the chickens, and this time she also took away the chicken blood. She is very angry."

Young daughter-in-law: "."

That was indeed her bad luck.

"No, didn't she, didn't she want it in the past? Why did she take it away this time?"

Da Ya shook her head.

The younger daughter-in-law was furious.

Take it away, what will her family eat for lunch tonight?
"Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law!"

He quickly ran to the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)