Wang Tong'er and Xiaoxue felt that the voice was very familiar, and before they could recognize the person, they saw the person exclaimed with the faint light in his hand: "Master, Miss Xue'er!"

Cough, who am I?It turned out to be Gu Yiming, the writer in the book shop.

Gu Yiming noticed it when Qin Yu's coffin was brought in last time, but he didn't mind that the two houses were nearly ten meters apart.Who wants to be a neighbor with a tomb?
If Mother Xu and Xiaoxue hadn't been too sad today, they wouldn't have disturbed Gu Yiming who was reading a book.

Now that she met an acquaintance, Wang Tonger said hello to him: "Gu Xiucai, your family lives here!"

"Yes, if my master doesn't dislike it, how about going to the humble house for a glass of water?"

"Okay, don't disturb your family's rest, shall we?" Wang Tong'er saw that he had said this, so she had to agree readily, and asked just now when she saw that his family was a mess.

"A distinguished guest has come to the humble house, how can you say "excuse me?"

Wang Tong'er and his party of three walked into a small courtyard under the leadership of him holding a lantern in his hand, and then led them into a main room lit with big beans.

Walking into the main room, looking around under the dim light, the furniture in the room is more dilapidated than the parents' house in the capital.

It is conceivable that the life of Gu Xiucai's family must be very difficult...

Gu Yiming invited Wang Tong'er to take a seat, and then a frail woman came in, also wearing patched clothes, and asked, "Father Mei'er, are there any guests?"

"Well, go and boil the water and entertain the guests for tea."

Wang Tong'er immediately stood up and stopped her: "You are welcome, Aunt Gu, we will leave after a while."

"Does the host dislike the fact that the small family does not have good tea for you?"

Seeing what he said, Wang Tong'er remembered the poor book's life and death words about saving face, and hurriedly said: "No, no, no, I'm afraid of disturbing your family's rest."

In ancient times, poor people worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, so lamp oil was expensive!

"Father," "Grandfather." At this time, a 25-year-old and handsome young woman walked in from the door, holding a small bamboo stick in her hand, and walked in with a seven or eight-year-old girl.

"Guest, there is nothing to entertain you at home. These are the dates from the jujube tree at home. You can try it."

Needless to say, the clothes of the mother and daughter are still patched.

The mother and daughter saw Gu's wife going out to boil water, and only then did they know that it was a visitor from the house, so they brought in the dates that they had picked and were reluctant to eat.

"Okay, thank you, let me try it." Wang Tong'er picked up a jujube and put it in her mouth, "Well, it's not bad, it's very sweet."

Wang Tong'er gave a compliment to save face, in fact, the jujubes were shriveled, and I didn't know how many days they were picked at home, so I didn't want to eat them.

Looking down, he saw the little girl staring at Wang Tong'er eating jujubes greedily, so he grabbed a few from the bamboo sticks and handed them to the little girl: "little sister, taste it, see if it's sweet or not?"

The little girl put her little hands behind her back, looked at Wang Tong'er with big black grape-like eyes and shook her little head, without saying a word.

"Boss, I don't have anything to entertain you, you don't mind eating a few more." Gu Yiming turned to his daughter and said, "Mei'er, don't take the night to do needlework, it hurts your eyes, take Zhen'er to sleep. "

"Gu Xiucai, are these your daughter and granddaughter?" Wang Tonger asked a lot.

"Hey, I made my boss laugh at me," Gu Yiming said sadly, "This is the little girl Lanmei, alas! The son-in-law disliked her and gave birth to a daughter, so he divorced her and married her."

"Crack!" Upon hearing this, Wang Tong'er slapped the table with righteous indignation: "What's wrong with my daughter? Isn't my daughter his own flesh and blood? What a patriarchal bastard!"

Wang Tong'er couldn't listen to patriarchal words the most. After blurting out, she realized that this was in ancient times...
"Well, do you know how to weave?" Wang Tong'er knew that weaving was more profitable than embroidery, but most poor people couldn't afford looms.

Wang Tong'er thought about buying her a loom, which would be considered a way to get to know her.

"Yes, back then at her husband's house, besides doing housework to serve her in-laws, the little girl would weave when she had time." Meier raised her sad eyes and looked at Wang Tonger when she heard Wang Tonger's question.

It seems that Meier's husband's family has a better life than Gu's family, otherwise, she would not be able to afford a loom.

"That loom was bought by Daddy as a dowry for the little girl, but he abandoned it and went home, so the loom would not come back."

Tsk!What a scumbag!

"It doesn't matter if you don't want this kind of man. If you work like a cow in his family and take care of his family, you have to abandon you just because you gave birth to a daughter. It's nothing at all!"

Mother Xu has a deep understanding. Wasn't she sold by her husband's family just because she gave birth to a daughter and the child died young?
Her eyes were swollen because of Qin Yu's crying just now, and now the pity for the same disease aroused her sadness, and her eyes were full of tears.

She took out a brocade bag containing silver from her bosom and stuffed it into Meier's hand, choked up and said, "This is the money for buying your loom, do you think it's enough?"

Wang Tonger: "..."

Gu Yiming: "..."

Xiaoxue: "..."

Mel: "..."

Wang Tonger immediately came back to her senses, remembering what happened to Nanny Xu, she hurriedly said to Meier: "Put it away, Meier, Nanny Xu is the same as you, but she is more miserable than you, she After giving birth to a daughter, she was sold by her mother-in-law to someone else's house to be a nurse..."

If Wang Tong'er didn't expose Nanny Xu's scars like this, Gu Yiming and his daughter would definitely not accept Nanny Xu's kindness. Nanny Xu met someone with the same disease and pity each other, and wanted to feel at ease.

With a "plop", Gu Yiming went to his wife who was boiling the water, and put the freshly boiled kettle on the table. Seeing that Nanny Xu was giving money to buy a loom for her daughter, she was about to push it away. Hearing Wang Tonger's words Said, moved and knelt down in front of Nanny Xu, wiped his tears with his sleeves and said, "Thank you, mommy, you are such a kind person! I will return the money to you when I have it. Sir, look ?” Mrs. Gu still did not forget to raise her tearful eyes to look at her man.

"Ugh!"

People are poor and short-sighted!
Gu Yiming raised his eyes and saw his wife and daughter looking at him expectantly, that's all!
"Nurse Xu, Gu Yiming thank you for your kindness. I'll write you an IOU. How about I pay you back the money after one year?"

When Mother Xu heard this, she explained with a little annoyance: "Gu Xiucai, I am helping you for the sake of the child. If you dislike me as a slave and insult your status as a scholar, you can write an IOU!"

Unexpectedly, Madam Xu's move was really effective, Gu Yiming was speechless.

"Gu Xiucai, you still don't want to disappoint Madam Xu's intentions. Take the money first, and it won't be too late to return her money when you get loose." Wang Tong'er smoothed things over at the right time.

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