The story of a farmer's fierce wife

Chapter 207: The Sickness Borrows the Chicken to Lay the Egg (1)
The next day, Yuan Shi received the news that the family would punish Ning Facai, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. Although he was still uncomfortable, it was much better for sending officials.

Ning Feng'er smiled and said, "Look, I'll just say it's nothing serious."

Yuan clasped his hands together and said: "No, it really scared me, or you are so good at predicting things, it seems that I will ask you more in the future."

Ning Feng'er raised her eyebrows, and nodded noncommittally. Anyway, her mother has her own ideas when things happen, and it's just a formality to talk about listening to her.

"By the way, why has the Lin family stopped in the past two days?" Yuan Shi asked strangely.

In the past two days, she has devoted herself to Ning Facai, but she has ignored this matter, and she hasn't seen the Lin family come over for two or three days.

Ning Feng'er sneered twice, "They want to come, but they can't come for the time being."

Lin Guangzong has already embarked on the itinerary to go to the province to take the exam. In the past, he seldom came here to beg her to change her mind. Now that he only wants to pass the exam, naturally he will not come here.

On weekdays, it was only Lin Pingzhi who came here. After all, this was Lin Pingzhi's own son. As for Lin Tang and Lin Guangzong, they wanted to strangle this evil person to death.

Yuan frowned slightly, "What do you mean?" Don't they plan to take the child away?
"He wants to pass the imperial examination to live the life of a master. Why did he come to this small place like yours? Besides, his illness is not a serious illness. Maybe any doctor can take care of him." Ning Feng'er said, she After being married to Lin Guangzong for several years, I have somewhat understood what he is like.

Yuan's made a mistake, if Lin Guangzong was cured, wouldn't this child be...

"What about the child now?"

Ning Feng'er looked at the infant child lovingly, "Naturally, this child must be kept. People despise him, but I can't despise him. How can I rely on him for my future life?"

Yuan's lips muttered a few times and did not speak. How will a child with an unknown father gain a foothold in this world in the future?
She didn't say it, because once she said it, her daughter would have a lot of unrealistic ideas. Although she can control the whole family, she can't control everything outside, so there is very little that can help her. .

Ning Feng'er saw her embarrassment, but she just sneered in her heart, and didn't say anything else. Anyway, whatever she said or did now would be regarded as a very strange existence by them, so it was better not to say anything.

When Ning Facai was punished, people from the Ning clan, including other clans, watched him being whipped with thirty lashes. Even though he was not beaten by himself, the sound of the lashes echoed in the air and was engraved on everyone. bottom of my heart.

When Ning Facai was released, he had already fainted from the pain. Mr. Ning felt sorry for his youngest son, so he carried him home a long time ago and invited a doctor to treat his injuries, and some of them paid money from Ning and Jian brothers.

Ren Xiao was really annoyed when he saw his actions. What is this? He planned to burn their workshop, was beaten up, and then asked them to pay for medical treatment. Is this their responsibility?
With the idea of ​​ruining the money and eliminating disasters, Ning Sui still gave five taels of silver softly, and he gave it without telling Ning Shao, otherwise, he would not have a tael of silver.

Once this incident was over, the village returned to its former atmosphere. Things in the fields were sorted out, those who should go to work continued to work, and those who didn't go to work continued to do work at home.

During the Ching Ming Festival, there is a lot of rain, and passers-by on the road want to lose their souls (Du Mu). Three days passed in a blink of an eye. It happened to be Ching Ming, and the light rain fell on the ground one after another, moistening all the crops in the field. Ren Xiao still hung her sweet potatoes, Thinking of a little rain, the sweet potato cuttings can be planted in other fields in a short time.

(End of this chapter)