The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 5 Too poor to describe (2)
Well, since that's the case, the girl will give it a go.

Xi Song, I can't change you, at least I can change this family.

At lunch time, Yang Danian picked up the dung bucket and went home.Seeing that he was out of breath, Yang Ziqian hurriedly brought him a bowl of boiling water.

"Father's Ziqian is really good." He took the boiled water and drank it happily.It is said that the daughter is father's caring little padded jacket, three boys, one daughter, hope, it would be better for Yueniang to give him another daughter.

Yang Zilin came back with half of his sweaty vegetables on his back.Right now, there are too many people looking for wild vegetables.It is not easy to find the little half back with such good luck.The cabbage tortillas made at noon, these sweaty vegetables are used to make cakes at night.

Yang Zimu will start working in the field tomorrow.In the afternoon, I decided to take Zilin to herd cattle and teach him when to graze cattle, how to cut grass, feed cattle water, and tidy up the cattle pen.

Yang Ziqian was chewing on the corn tortilla. There was a fragrance of cabbage and sweetness of corn. It would be nice if there was some oil.It is estimated that there is no oil in the house. When she saw Yueniang pancakes, it was fried spicy pancakes.It's a good thing, just mixed with the rust smell from the bottom of the pot, and there is a bit of burnt paste smell.It's a pity, otherwise, I must be full.

In fact, Yang Ziqian really thought too much.

A small shaoji pancake, after each person has one, there are two left.When she finished eating the cake in her hands, she saw her brothers drinking corn grits silently, and they got off the table after finishing their work.No one reached out to take the rest of the burning pan.

However, she clearly saw that Zisen stuck out his tongue and licked the bowl again and again, which meant that they were not full, but wanted to leave the remaining two for parents to eat.

That is to say, Yang Ziqian observed a 3-minute silence for the timetraveling into such a peasant girl, even if she was full of vegetables and pancakes.

"Ziqian, you have another one." Yueniang saw her daughter staring eagerly, without any intention of leaving the table, so she passed one over.

Yang Ziqian reached out to take it, brought it to his mouth, raised his eyes, and saw Yueniang looking at her with a smile.

After eating this pie, she felt guilty.Gently pulled a little with his hand, and then put the pancakes into Yueniang's bowl.

"Mom, I'll be full after eating this little bit." The thumb pinched the tip of the index finger and gestured.Then, he took the small piece, got off the table, slipped outside the door, and sighed deeply.

"Zisen, from now on, finding wild vegetables will be your business." Seeing Yang Zisen staring at the bird's nest on the tree in a daze at the door, Yang Danian decided to put him in chains.

"Father, from now on, my third brother and I will look for wild vegetables together." Yang Ziqian called out to Yang Danian obediently.

"Okay, Daddy's good daughter, really sensible!" Yang Danian patted his daughter's head, with an expression that being a girl is enough.

"Ziqian, don't run around with me. You are already eight years old, it's time to bind your feet." Yueniang looked at her daughter's small body, hesitating whether to bind her daughter now or after her full confinement.

God, I still have to bind my feet.This thing has a history of thousands of years, so it can't die, but this world is so perverted.

Only then did Yang Ziqian think of looking at Yueniang's feet.

A woman who is almost 1.6 meters tall, her feet are really supported by three-inch golden lotuses, and the shoes she wears must be less than a size 24 according to current sayings.

No wrapping, even if you kill him, you won't wrap your little feet.

Yang Ziqian resisted from the heart.On the face, he looked at Yueniang timidly.

"Mother, does it hurt?" Pointing to her own feet, she pointed to Yueniang's little feet.

"It hurts a little, but it will be fine after that time." Yueniang couldn't bear to lie to her daughter.

"Mom, can I let it go now? Look, my calf is still bruised, my arm is scratched, and, also, my butt hurts so much that I can't sit for long." These are all The sequelae of that fall.

"Okay, we'll wrap up after your injuries are healed." Yueniang let go, the old wounds were not healed, and new wounds were added, an adult couldn't bear it, let alone a child.After a while, after confinement, I can take better care of her.

"Thank you mother, mother is so kind." Yang Ziqian ran to Yueniang's side, took her hand, and acted coquettishly.

This child, the bigger the mouth, the sweeter the mouth, the more interesting the talk.Yueniang gently brushed the sparse yellow bangs on her forehead, smiling all over her face.

In the afternoon, Yang Zisen took his younger sister out to dig wild vegetables.

From then on, Yang Zilin carried wild vegetables on his shoulders.

Seeing Yang Zisen, who was as tall as a man on his back, turning his head while walking, he told his sister that there are hurdles here and holes there, be careful of stones and cow dung, and take good care of him. Leave him with a psychological shadow.

"Third brother, can you teach me to read and write too?" The two squatted in the field picking water sweat vegetables, pulled a few, and threw them into Yang Zisen's back, Yang Ziqian begged in a low voice.

"Why are you learning this? It's said in the book that a woman's lack of talent is virtue." Although he didn't understand why he said this, but what the book said was always true.

"Brother, why do you secretly learn those things?" Don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to yourself.You have to learn by yourself, why hinder others.

"I don't know what to learn. Anyway, I think it will be beneficial if I learn it. You didn't see that my parents always said I was smart. In fact, many things were said in the books, and then I did it. "Yang Zisen is very hazy. Going to school to learn to read and write is of no use to him.Perhaps, just because he thought it was useless, Dad didn't think about letting them go to school.

"I don't know what to learn, how about, brother, you teach me first, and then, let's go and see where the benefits of learning these things are, okay?" The big crystal clear eyes stared at Yang Zisen curiously .

Yes, my sister has never learned it secretly, but she has always been very smart. If she learns it, she will definitely know the answer.

"Okay, I'll teach you." For this younger sister, Yang Zisen loves and favors her.

The three brothers all regard their younger sister as a treasure, and they are only a little older than her, so they have to look like an older brother, otherwise, they will be pulled down by this younger sister and become their younger brother.

In this way, Yang Zisen worked harder to study stealthily, because when he returned home, he wanted to be a teacher.

The Master said, seeing words is like seeing people.You need to have beautiful handwriting, you have no money to buy pens, inks, papers and inkstones, but you have inexhaustible branches and beach soil.

Brother and sister, apart from looking for wild vegetables every day, they write and draw on the sand.

"These two children, why are you lying on the ground playing?" Early in the morning, the two children were playing with mud in the open space in front of the door, and Yueniang couldn't stand it anymore.

The son is fine, but if the daughter continues like this, what will happen.

"Ziqian, don't learn from your brother, playing with mud and cannons is for boys. You are a girl, you have to follow your mother to learn sewing, and go to the kitchen to learn how to make tea and cook rice and other housework." The stove is high, so I can't teach it for the time being, but it doesn't mean that she can play with her son so recklessly with boy things.

(End of this chapter)