Born into a farm family, I became rich by pressuring my parents.

He glared at Mrs. Zeng, angrily snatched the bucket from her hand and threw it on the ground. He lowered his voice and said, "I didn't ask you to wait. Why are you running around?"

"I think you are too full. If you are not favored by Mr. Jiang today, your future food intake will be halved." Fangya Man kicked the barrel, causing the water in it to slosh. He warned road.

Mrs. Zeng lowered her head and did not dare to move. She was pulled by Fangya Man to kneel in front of Jiang Mingshun and others.

The fang-ya man smiled flatteringly: "Look, this is Mrs. Zeng."

"Cough, cough, cough," Jiang Jinyu was so shocked that she opened her mouth and asked, "You, you called her mother-in-law?"

Fangya was puzzled: "Yes, but the young lady doesn't like this title?"

"You can call her grandma."

The corners of Jiang Jinyu's mouth twitched, and she waved her hands and said, "No, no need."

Compared with calling a woman in her 30s mother-in-law, the title mama is not much better.

Jiang Mingshun turned sideways and motioned for Bai to come forward.

Bai has been here several times and now has some experience.

When she saw Granny Zeng kneeling on the ground, she felt a little unbearable: "You should stand up first, you don't have to kneel like this."

Mrs. Zeng quickly raised her head and glanced at Fangya Man. Fangya Man raised his chin and motioned for her to get up. Mrs. Zeng stood up carefully this time.

Bai looked her up and down and saw that although her clothes were shabby, they were not dirty.

A slave cannot be very clean, but compared with those people she just saw, this Mrs. Zeng can indeed be called "clean and tidy".

Bai nodded with satisfaction and asked, "I heard that you are good at cooking."

Mrs. Zeng held the corners of her clothes with both hands and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito or a fly: "I and I know the dishes of Pingnan Mansion, and I can also make the dishes of Yuanliang Mansion."

Jiang Jinyu's eyes widened when he heard this. Yuanliang Mansion was huge, and Guangxin County was just the next small county.

Mrs. Zeng was originally from Pingnan Mansion, so it was not surprising that she knew the dishes of Pingnan Mansion. However, according to Fangya people, she was sold to Guangxin County only five or six days ago. How could she not even have the dishes of Yuanliang Mansion? Do all of them?
Worried that Fangya people had deceived them, Jiang Jinyu asked tentatively.

Mrs. Zeng had no intention of hiding it. She lowered her eyes and replied, "There was a severe drought in Pingnan in the early years. I fled to Yuanliang Fucheng with the head of the family."

"With my craftsmanship, I can be considered as taking root in Fucheng. Later, in order to open a shop, I learned some Yuanliang dishes from the master chef."

"Then how did you get here?" Jiang Jinyu stared at Mrs. Zeng. She was short and happened to be looking at Mrs. Zeng who had her head lowered.

Mrs. Zeng smiled bitterly, but her tone was completely calm: "The head of the family wants a son, and I can't have one, so naturally I have to make room for someone else."

She spoke calmly, but there was no telling how much blood and tears were buried behind her.

Bai Shi couldn't bear to see this the most, so she said to Jiang Ming, "Let's just..."

Jiang Jinyu pulled Bai Shi and said, "If we buy you, will anyone come here to cause trouble?"

Mrs. Zeng's situation was pitiful, and her man was not easy to deal with. This made Jiang Jinyu have to think one more step.

Mrs. Zeng twitched her lips mockingly: "Don't worry, no one cares about my life or death."

Jiang Jinyu was silent and let go of Bai's hand.

Seeing that his daughter and daughter-in-law both nodded, Jiang Ming winked at Fang Yaren. Fang Yaren walked aside knowingly, which meant that he wanted to discuss the price.

The two people obviously had different opinions on the price. They murmured for a long time without stopping, but their voices became louder and louder.Mrs. Zeng was a little anxious. After a moment, she knelt down in front of Mr. Bai and took a heavy sip: "Madam, to tell you the truth, I have a little girl."

"I must take my daughter with me. Please buy my daughter with me."

When Mrs. Bai heard this, she was a little unhappy at being forced, but when she saw Mrs. Zeng's forehead that immediately turned red, she felt sad again.

Thinking of her daughter, she held Jiang Jinyu's hand tightly and sighed: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Mrs. Zeng's eyes were red, but she bit her lips and refused to speak.

"Don't listen to her nonsense!" Fang Yaren took two steps forward to strangle Mrs. Zeng, and said angrily: "What kind of daughter do you have? I already have the deed of prostitution in my hand, so what kind of daughter can you have!"

Mrs. Zeng didn't say anything, she just cried silently. She looked at Bai stubbornly, like a drowning person trying to grasp the last straw.

Bai was at a loss and was speechless for a long time.

It was Jiang Mingshun who spoke up: "Fang Yaren, please bring her daughter to have a look."

"If it's good, you can be a maid for my fish wife."

It wasn't that he came up with it temporarily, but he saw that Jiang Jinyu's classmates were all accompanied by maids, and he had already planned to buy a maid for his daughter. Now that they met, they bought them together.

"This..." Fangya Man hesitated: "Why don't you think about it again, or wait a few more days, maybe there is a better one?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zeng immediately got up and, regardless of Fang Yaren's obstruction, pulled out a thin figure from a dark room in the corner.

The two stumbled over.

"Oh my god," as the two approached, Bai suddenly exclaimed. She pulled Jiang Jinyu back a few steps, pointed at Granny Zeng, mother and daughter, and said in horror, "Smallpox?"

Jiang Mingshun also frowned and stepped back after hearing this.

Mrs. Zeng stopped and did not dare to move forward. She pulled hard on her daughter's hand in front of her face, sweating profusely: "No, it's not smallpox!"

"It's chickenpox, the marks left by chickenpox."

Several people stood in doubt after hearing this. Although they no longer retreated, they did not dare to go forward.

Jiang Mingshun had already hugged Jiang Jinyu in his arms and pressed her head tightly into his shoulder.

Bai was still in shock: "Chickenpox? How can chickenpox leave so many marks?"

Not everyone in the village had acne rashes, most of them would only leave a few acne scars, but I had never seen one as serious as Mrs. Zeng’s daughter.

Mrs. Zeng no longer tried to pick off her daughter's hands and let her bury her whole body in her arms, leaving only a small piece of skin on her neck.

She stretched out her hand and stroked her daughter's back gently: "I dare not lie to the master and madam, this is indeed a scar left by chickenpox."

Grandma Zeng's eyes, which were always like dry wells, suddenly burst out with strong hatred: "That man divorced me back then, but he didn't allow me to take my aunt away."

"It's pitiful that my aunt is only five or six years old and she has to wash and cook for that family, but she can't even eat something hot."

"Later, my aunt got chickenpox, so she was thrown into the firewood shed by that cruel man. She was suffering from fever and starvation. She was tortured until she had only one breath left before she was thrown at my door."

"I used to be able to barely support myself by running a small stall, but I want to save my daughter. How could I just watch my eldest daughter die like that at such a young age?"

By the time I finished speaking, tears were streaming down my face, and every word was stained with blood.