The fat peasant girl wants to counterattack

Chapter 36
Mrs. Zhang really didn't want to marry the butcher's daughter, who was worse than Yue Mingzhu, so she had to ask a matchmaker to introduce a good one.

But the news about Yue Pengfei's engagement and breakup seemed to have grown wings. Many people knew about it. Even if they didn't know about it, the matchmaker couldn't hide this important fact when introducing her. After telling the truth to the woman's family, , no one is willing to do it.

Just imagine, there is only a widowed mother in the family, there is no permanent property, no money-making job, and she is just a child. Is it a bad idea to get married? She has also had an annulment, and she is eager to propose marriage right after the annulment. Which condition is better? People want their daughters to marry and suffer.

Seeing that her son was about to be handed over to monks, Mrs. Zhang had no choice but to agree to meet the butcher's daughter.

When it was time to meet, Mrs. Zhang took her reluctant son to the teahouse.

Yue Pengfei has a delicate appearance and a bookish air. Ding Xiuzhen, the daughter of the butcher's family, fell in love with Yue Pengfei at first sight. Butcher Ding and his wife were also very satisfied. They were both proud of talking about such an uncle.

Ding Xiuzhen looks ordinary, doesn't seem to talk much, and is nothing special.

Meeting each other is just a formality, as long as they are pretty much the same.

So the marriage between the two families was settled.

Butcher Ding was a generous man. The matchmaker had told about the situation of Yue Pengfei's family before. She knew that Yue Pengfei's family was very poor. Now that they were engaged, the son-in-law would be half a son. He had no son, but only one daughter, Ding Xiuzhen. I hope that my son-in-law will have a bright future.

When the two families got engaged, they didn't ask for a single penny from Yue Pengfei's family as a bride price, and even gave her 20 taels of silver.

With these 20 taels of silver, Zhang's urgent need was solved. In any case, his son had enough money to study.

Butcher Ding slaughtered pigs and sheep all year round. Although he tried his best to put on a friendly face, there was still a murderous look on his face. Ms. Zhang was a little scared, and she always felt that Butcher Ding smelled of blood. She was scared and disgusted at the same time. I feel that Ding Xiuzhen is really not worthy of her son.

But now she has to rely on her son to continue studying, and she has to try her best to act like a kind mother-in-law. Her attitude towards Ding Xiuzhen is much better than before towards Yue Mingzhu.

Butcher Ding and his wife were satisfied and thought it didn't matter if they gave some money, as long as their daughter was well.

Just as Mrs. Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, something happened again.

On the first day in the village, ditch digging was organized. All men, women, old and young spontaneously went into the trenches. Every household was empty, except Zhang's mother and son.

The village is neither big nor small, and the neighbors can tell at a glance who is missing.

"Hey, why didn't Pengfei's mother come? She must be sick."

"Why are you sick? I heard that she didn't come on purpose. She said that she is from a woman's family and her son has to study. In short, she just doesn't have time and won't come."

"What? Have you seen Grandma Liu? She is so old and can't dig the soil. She is taking her grandchildren to carry the soil aside in baskets. Besides, we are not women, so we are here anyway, Pengfei Does his mother have fewer arms or legs than us?"

"No, Pengfei is not young to say the least. If he wasn't studying, he would be a good hand at work at home." "This man is different from others. When it comes to studying, Mingxuan, the third son of Yuedashan, also studies. Ah, that child knew that he had to study during the day, so he carried a shovel up the mountain and dug for a long time in the early morning before leaving. If you say that Aunt Wang knows how to educate children, look at how good that child Mingxuan is."

"Hurry up and get to work, no matter what Pengfei's mother is doing. Without her digging ditches in the mountains, we wouldn't be able to drink water. We are not that delicate. Dig as soon as possible and live a good life as soon as possible."

Everyone was talking about everything, and some of them were even very unpleasant.

No matter what Mr. Zhang was like, as the saying goes, Qin Hui still had three good friends. There were always one or two who were close friends with her in the village. Hearing the unpleasant comments from the villagers, he quietly told Ms. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang couldn't lie down at home.

She always felt that she was better than the women in the village, but the men died early. Now, let these talkative women talk about her like this, and that's all. Even Pengfei took it with them and brought it to them. Compared with Yue Mingxuan, how could her son be inferior to Yue Mingxuan.

Therefore, even though she was weak, she went up the mountain.

Mrs. Zhang is not pretending, she really has no strength. She has never done any strenuous work in the first place, and her body is not as strong as ordinary women. She has been exhausted mentally and physically these days, as if she has a serious illness.

As soon as I got up the mountain, I started to suffer miserably, "It's not that I didn't go up the mountain to dig ditches. I know this is a major event in the village. Although my family has no land, I should still contribute to the village, but my body is really not up to par. Pengfei is. I wanted to go up the mountain, but I was afraid of delaying his studies, so I told him that I went up the mountain to dig ditches, but I stopped him from coming. If you want to blame, just blame me, don’t blame a child." As he said this, he started to cry.

She looked really pitiful. In fact, the orphan and the widowed mother were really pitiful. Everyone knew that her family was having a hard time, so they hurriedly comforted Mrs. Zhang: "We all know that your life is hard, so we just point to Pengfei for success. No one It’s your fault, don’t worry too much.”

Some people didn't agree with her, "Who's life is not difficult these days? Pengfei can still study. There are many children in the village who are so poor that they can't even drink porridge. They are much better than you, so they still need you." It's pitiful, it's all my own fault, Mingzhu is such a good girl, Mingzhu's family helped them so much before, she no longer recognizes others after being admitted as a child student, and she is not afraid of committing crimes, which has ruined Mingzhu's reputation."

Mrs. Zhang was so angry that she wanted to talk to the man, but she really didn't have the confidence, because the man was telling the truth, and the divorce from Yue Mingzhu was indeed her family's fault.

The villagers are ignorant. Is Yue Mingzhu a good match for his son? Yue Mingzhu deserves to be divorced.

The trenches are divided into sections. One person is responsible for one section and goes home after finishing the work.

Mrs. Zhang came late, but the work was not given to her less. Everyone had their own work to do, and no one could help her. Mrs. Zhang had never done such rough work in the first place, and she was really not feeling well. It was almost dark and I was not even halfway through digging. I was so tired that my hands were blistered with blood. The weather was so hot that I was about to faint from exhaustion.

At this time, Yue Pengfei had returned home from school and found that his mother was not at home. After asking the neighbors, she found out that she had gone up the mountain to dig ditches, so she had to go up the mountain to find his mother.

Seeing her son going up the mountain, Mrs. Zhang was worried that her son would be hungry, so she had to speed up.

Yue Pengfei saw that his mother couldn't finish digging for a while, so he took out a book and sat reading. He had no intention of helping his mother dig, and he didn't think there was anything wrong.

The villagers pointed at him, what kind of son is he? He is still a scholar. The books have been read into the dog's belly. Seeing his own mother working hard digging in the soil, he can still read calmly beside him. That's it. People like you will not be good officials when they become officials in the future. They can't even see the suffering of their own mothers. How can they see the suffering of the people.

(End of this chapter)