I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 341 Raise a small family Biyu

The evil done by the original owner has left scars on the daughter's heart after all, and it will probably take a lot of time to erase it.

The most frustrating thing with nowhere to vent is that the original owner and his wife left her in a mess. She did something wrong and kicked her out of bliss. They temporarily hired her as a substitute to make up for it, without even a chance to quibble. Here, is this something humans do?

Silently complaining to the original owner and praying again that they would continue to live in the underworld for another hundred years, Baiyunxi finally felt more comfortable and put the books back into the cabinet, storing the pen, ink and paper separately, leaving it for Yaya to practice calligraphy.

This half cabinet of books is Lao Juren’s treasure and the wealth he has collected for most of his life.

 During this period, there were still some borrowed books that had not been returned. Of course, the people who could get Lao Juren to agree to borrow the book were all his considered friends. He didn't leave any IOU, and it all depended on his character to return the book.

"These books are all left by your father. They contain a lot of anecdotes and miscellaneous notes. Mom is keeping them temporarily. When Xiao Wu becomes an adult, I will transfer them to him. It can also be regarded as a family inheritance."

 Books from this period were very precious, and it is no exaggeration to regard them as wealth.

Bai Yunxi picked out the enlightenment book suitable for Yaya and put it outside for easy access. He also took out a travel journal and handed it to Bai Jingjing.

“Take this travel journal and read it. If you don’t know the words, you can come and ask me or Xiaowu Ducheng. It contains anecdotes from all over the country. It should be quite interesting to kill some time in your spare time.”

Looking at the book handed over by his mother, Bai Anjing was stunned for a moment.

 With a little hesitation, he took it with both hands, opened it and flipped through it. It really belongs to the category of anecdotes and miscellany, and it is also my mother’s favorite book.

“Mom, I haven’t read a book for a long time. I don’t recognize many words in it and I’m afraid I won’t be able to read them.”

She can't figure out her own thoughts now, and she always feels that studying is not relevant to her.

Baiyunxi looked up at her,

"It doesn't matter, I want to start enlightenment with Yaya anyway. If you are free, just sit and watch. When you encounter a word you don't know, we will conquer it together. If it doesn't work, there is Xiaowu. It's just a book, so it's still difficult. we?"

Bai Yunxi looked at her cute look, reached out and pinched her cheeks. After raising her for several months, she finally had some flesh.

“I remember that your father taught you to know a lot of words. Almost all the words you knew when you were a child are engraved in your mind and will not be forgotten easily. Besides, as the daughter of a Juren family, how can you not be literate?”

“No one will believe me if I tell you, so it’s better for you to study honestly.”

 Reading can enrich your heart and subconsciously improve your temperament. If you study like them, you will not be able to be a good lady, but Xiaojia Biyu can give it a try.

Hearing his mother’s final words, Bai Jing was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn’t help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

 “Mom, I know, I will try to read it.”

If she could pick up books again, she would naturally be happy.

"You are right to think so. There is no preference for boys over girls in our family. The boys of my mother's generation used the word "Yun", so your grandfather gave her the word "Yunxi". In your generation, the word "安" is used. , your father named you Bai Jingjing, which means elegant and quiet."

"So, you are as important as men in our hearts, and there is no preference for boys over girls. Think about your uncle's cousins, who didn't mention peach and pomegranate casually, and it sounded very perfunctory."

 (End of this chapter)