Peasant Businesswoman:Good At Training Her Husband And Farming

Soon the smell of stewed pork came out of the kitchen. Zhu Rong, who was sitting on a stone and drank wine, swallowed his mouth and saw that his neighbors were also smelling the smell and looking around. The Fu family came out with a couple of children and set up a new door. In a few days' time, they had already eaten the meat and did not know where the money came from? Everyone was curious.

Su Wanping brought a large bowl of stewed pork to Zhu Rong. Zhu Rong was inconvenient to stay in front of other people's door. So he went up the mountain with a bowl of wine gourd, and sat down on the stone half way up the mountain. Looking at the big piece of meat dripping with oil, his tears suddenly came down.

After eating this meal, he was told to die immediately. There was nothing to look forward to in his life. After taking the imperial examination all his life, he was still a boy. He couldn't carry his shoulders and hands. He was not as good at farming as others. He couldn't do hard work. If not for the fact that there were no children in the surrounding villages, I'm afraid that the work of writing documents would not fall on him.

When Su Wanping turned back to his hut, he heard many people talking about how Fu got to know old Zhu Tong Sheng and gave such a large bowl of braised pork to someone else. What's the reason?

There are many things wrong and wrong in front of the widow's door, which is also the same as that of the woman who left. Fu was born well. Recently, she mostly recuperated at home. She only went to the river to wash clothes in the morning. Many men were staring at her. The women in the village had been talking about it for a long time. Today, she seems to have grasped the reality.

Su Wanping didn't pay attention to it. The Qing Dynasty was self-cleaning. Only they were powerful. Who dares to say that they were right and wrong. Now they are weak and easy to bully.

Su Yi got the book. He sat in the porch with a book in his hand that hadn't been opened for a long time. When Su Wanping came to look at it, he saw that he was holding the Analects of Confucius in his hand, which seemed like a treasure in his hands. However, the cover of the book had to be lost. The page inside was full of notes, and he knew that it was the book copied by the old boy himself.

Su Wanping squatted down beside Su Yi and said in a firm voice, "younger brother, your mother and sister depend on you. You are the hope of our family. You should study hard and come back as a scholar in the spring next year. Uncle Qiu said that you must be able to pass the examination. You should believe his vision."

Su Yi woke up and quickly wiped the corner of his eye and nodded heavily, "well, I want to read well."

So the two brothers and sisters moved all the books back to the house. Fu was not asleep. Seeing that they had brought so many books, he quickly got up and went forward. Then, shaking his hands, he asked, "where did this book come from?"

"In exchange for a bowl of braised pork, my younger brother can read with ease."

Fu was going to cry again, but Su Wanping helped Fu lie back in bed. Su Yi arranged the book, smoothed the pages inside, and wrapped it in cloth and put it in a pile of firewood at the end of the bed. It was Su Yi's temporary bed.

Su Wanzi wants to buy a bed to improve her life.

In the next few days, Su Wanping got up in the middle of the night to make some food. However, Su Yi was studying with his book. The time was pressing, and he was eager to finish reading it all in one day.

Then, on the fourth watch day, the two brothers and sisters carried the burden to the villain village. With the light of the torch, they talked and laughed all the way, and they were not so afraid.