Rebirth of the Poor Girl

Because Tian Huaide was expected to become an official, Mr. Tian Lao Huai comforted him. During dinner, he dragged his three sons to eat a catty of white sorghum.

"It's not easy, Boss, it's not easy." Mr. Tian was drunk on the kang, muttering: "These years, it's not easy for us."

"Father, don't worry, I know what's good or bad." Tian Huaide was a little impatient, but had to put on a moved face.

"Boss, if brothers are of the same mind, their profits can cut through gold. You have to remember, we farmers, we must not forget our roots." Mr. Tian said again, holding his hand tightly.

"Father, I see."

"Okay, okay, that's good." Only then did Mr. Tian smile reassuringly, and fell into a deep sleep, snoring after a while.

"Damn old man, he's used to drinking, why don't he get drunk to death." Jiang fetched a plate of hot water, twisted up his handkerchief and scolded the old man while wiping his hands and feet.

When Tian Huaide received his wife's wink, he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Mother, it's getting dark, so don't be so busy, let's rest early, I'll go back to the house first."

"Hey, Boss, wait a minute." Jiang replied, seeing Chen's eyes looking over, he waved his hand again: "Mister sister-in-law, you go back to the room first, and pour a basin of hot water for the boss, it's cold at night, they The masters ate wine, scalded them with hot water, and caught cold carefully."

Knowing that her mother-in-law was dismissing her, Mrs. Chen agreed with a smile, and gave Tian Huaide a wink before going back to the house.

In the East Wing next to the main house, apart from Dalang Tian Minlin who was studying in the town and did not come back, the baby Yaoer Jindan and Yaonu Minting had already gone to bed, and only the eldest daughter Tian Minzhuang was embroidering a handkerchief.

Seeing Mrs. Chen come back, Tian Minzhuang knelt up from the kang and asked, "Mother, are you daddy?"

"Your aunt has a few words to explain." Sitting on the kang, Chen supported her head with one hand, leaning on the quilt, looking very tired.

Tian Minzhuang was a good-natured person, put away the dustpan with needles, crawled over on his knees, and held her shoulders.

"Mother, are we really going to take Grandpa, Grandma, and the second and third householders to Henghe?" Tian Minzhuang asked in a low voice while pinching Chen's shoulder gently.

Mentioning this point, Chen's face darkened, and said: "I'm afraid there is nothing to change."

"Why?"

Tian Minzhuang was indignant, stopped his strength, and snorted coldly: "I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people. They are like flies, they stick to shit when they see it, shameless."

"Zhuang'er." Upon hearing her words, Mrs. Chen took a drink and scolded in a deep voice, "Look at what you said, can a lady from an official family say it? What flies, what shit?"

Tian Minzhuang was taken aback by the training, and when he figured it out, his face immediately blushed, and he said embarrassingly: "I, am I not anxious." After finishing speaking, she carefully looked at Chen's face and said: "Mother, I It won't be in the future."

Mrs. Chen glanced at her, pulled her to her side, and said, "My son, you are 16 years old today, and you will be seventeen after the new year. You are a big girl who wants to kiss you. Why don't you know what to say? ?”

"Mother, I'm angry, aren't I?" Mentioning his own marriage, Tian Minzhuang shyly said, revealing his daughter's tenderness.

"Mother knows, and mother is not reconciled, but Zhuanger, your current status is different from Minqing Minyan and the others. They are country girls. Your father became an official, and you are a serious official lady, a lady of everyone, that's it." You can't easily let men peep at your face." Chen squeezed Tian Minzhuang's face, and whispered: "Mother has been blocking the matchmaker from coming to the door, just thinking that your father has become an official, and you have a lady official. In terms of status, we can talk about being rich in the future. Our Zhuang'er is destined to be a young mistress, and no one else can compare."

Mrs. Chen raised her chin as she spoke, with a frightened expression on her face. People say she loves her son and daughter, but although Mrs. Chen loves her son, her daughter prefers Tian Minzhuang because Tian Minzhuang is the oldest. Like her, she has a beautiful face, charming eyes, a pointed chin, and bound feet. She has lived in the town all year round, so she doesn't look like a country girl.

Mrs. Chen always thinks that her fate is bad. When she got married, she didn't marry a good one. She married to the countryside. Although she is a talented woman, her family is poor. It can't be compared to the young mistress in the city who calls her slaves. After all these years, she finally came out and became the wife of an official. How could she let her precious daughter make the same mistakes and marry a poor countryman?

The daughters of peasant households usually marry at the age of 16. Some marry their daughters as child brides early because of their poverty, and some wait until they are [-] or [-] because of lack of labor.

But no matter how poor Tian Huaide's family is, he is still a scholar, and the Tian family is not really poor enough to eat. Didn't say dear.

Now that Tian Huaide has an official status, Chen's mind is active. If the eldest daughter wants to say goodbye, even Da Lang should say goodbye. I'm afraid that the threshold of their big house will be broken by the matchmaker from tomorrow. .

It's just that she won't accept it easily. For her children, the marriage they are looking for must be of the right family.

Mrs. Chen thought lightly, but she never expected that sometimes, there are a lot of sums, which are far behind the changes. The son-in-law she chose in every possible way, no matter how she thinks, she never thought that she would be such a person, who would lose her most precious daughter in life. , I regret it.

"So, Zhuang'er, you have to think carefully about what you say in the future. Don't let others say that you are a country girl with vulgar words."

Chen's solemn tone made Tian Minzhuang feel as if he was facing a formidable enemy, subconsciously straightened his waist, and said, "Don't worry, mother, I naturally know the severity."

She is not a country girl, her father is an official, she is an official lady, well, tomorrow I have to dig out the silk scarf I bought in the county last time and wear it.

"This is my mother's good girl." Chen patted Tian Minzhuang's face with a look of relief, and from the corner of her eyes, she caught her hands like white jade, held them up again and said, "Look at our Zhuanger!" This hand-raised one is like Bai Yu'er, soft and tender, so beautiful, it's the life of a young mistress, I don't know which lucky one will get it."

"Mother... You are laughing at me." Tian Minzhuang buried his face in Chen's arms in shame, bit his lower lip lightly, and looked at his hands involuntarily.

"You're still ashamed, don't worry, mother will find you a rich and handsome son-in-law." Mrs. Chen chuckled.

"Mother... You, besides, I don't want to talk to you."

"Okay, don't talk, don't talk."

The two mother and daughter were whispering, Tian Huaide lifted the curtain and came in, Tian Minzhuang yelled hastily, and didn't mention it since returning to his own bed separated by the curtain.

Mrs. Chen brought hot water, personally took off Tian Huaide's socks, put his feet in and kneaded them lightly, raised her head and asked, "What's wrong, what did mother say?"