Because Tian Huaide had a good chance of becoming an official, Mr. Tian always comforted him. During dinner, he took his three sons and ate a pound of white sorghum, until his face turned red and his eyes filled with tears.
"It's not easy, boss, it's not easy." Mr. Tian was lying drunk on the kang, muttering to himself: "It's not been easy for us these years."
"Dad, don't worry, I know what's going to happen." Tian Huaide was a little impatient, but he had to pretend to be moved.
"Boss, brothers working together can be as powerful as gold. You must remember that we farmers must not forget our roots." Mr. Tian firmly squeezed his hand and said again.
"Dad, I understand."
"Okay, okay, that's good." Mr. Tian smiled reassuringly and fell into a deep sleep, snoring after a while.
"Damn old man, I'm used to drinking. Why don't you get drunk to death?" Mrs. Jiang brought a plate of hot water, twisted up the handkerchief and wiped the old man's hands and feet while cursing.
Tian Huaide received his wife's look and hurriedly smiled and said: "Mom, it's getting dark. Don't be too busy. Get some rest early. I'll go back to the house first."
"Hey, boss, please wait." Jiang responded, saw Chen's eyes looking over, and waved her hand: "Sister-in-law, please go back to the room first and pour a basin of hot water for boss. It's cold at night, and they
I drank some wine, scalded it with hot water, and cooled it carefully."
Mrs. Chen knew that her mother-in-law was trying to get rid of her, so she responded with a smile, winked at Tian Huaide, and then went back to the house.
In the east wing next to the main house, except for the eldest son, Tian Minlin, who has not returned from studying in the town, the youngest son, Jindan, and the youngest daughter, Minting, have gone to bed long ago. Only the eldest daughter, Tian Minzhuang, is left embroidering a handkerchief.
Seeing Mrs. Chen come back, Tian Minzhuang knelt down from the kang and sat up and asked, "Mom, dad?"
"Your mother is here to tell you a few words." Mrs. Chen sat on the kang, leaning her head on the quilt with one hand, looking very tired.
Tian Minzhuang was an obedient person, so he put away the dustpan containing the needles, crawled over on his knees, and pinched her shoulders for her.
"Mom, are we really going to Henghe with our grandparents and two or three bedrooms?" Tian Minzhuang asked quietly while gently squeezing Mrs. Chen's shoulders.
Mentioning this, Mrs. Chen's face darkened and she said, "I'm afraid it won't change."
"Why?"
Tian Minzhuang was indignant, stopped his hand, and coldly snorted: "I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people. They are all like flies. They stick to shit when they see it. It smells shameless."
"Zhuang'er." When Mrs. Chen heard what she said, she shouted and said in a deep voice: "Look at what you said, is it something that a government lady can say? What's a fly, what's shit?"
Tian Minzhuang was stunned for a moment after being scolded. After he figured it out, his face immediately turned red and he said nonchalantly: "I, wasn't I anxious?" After that, she carefully looked at Mrs. Chen's face and said, "Mother, I
It won’t happen in the future.”
Mrs. Chen glanced at her, pulled her to her side, and said: "My son, you are sixteen years old today, and you will be seventeen after the Chinese New Year. You are a big girl who wants to marry you. Why don't you know the importance of what you say?"
Brain?"
"Mom, I'm angry, aren't I?" Tian Minzhuang said with a shy look on his face as he mentioned his marriage.
"Mom knows that she is not willing to give in, but Zhuang'er, your current status is different from that of Min Qing and Min Yan. They are just a country girl. Your father has become an official, and you are a serious official lady. You are a lady of everyone. That's it.
You can't let men peek at your face easily." Mrs. Chen pinched Tian Minzhuang's face and whispered: "Mom has been blocking the matchmaker from coming to the door, just thinking that your father has become an official and you have an official lady.
In terms of status, you can be said to be rich and noble when we get married in the future. We, Zhuang'er, are destined to be young mistresses, and no one can compare with us."
Mrs. Chen raised her chin as she spoke, with a look of embarrassment on her face. People say she loves her Yaoer and her daughter, but although Ms. Chen loves her Yaoer, her daughter prefers Tian Minzhuang, just because Tian Minzhuang is the tallest.
Like her, she has a pretty face, charming eyes, a pointed chin, and bound feet. She has lived in the town all year round, so she doesn't look like a country girl anymore.
Ms. Chen always thought that her life was bad. When she first got married, she didn't marry a good man. She married in the countryside. Although she was a scholar, her family was poor. How could she compare to a young mistress in the city who could call slaves and maids?
, after so many years, she finally came out and became an official's wife. How could she let her precious daughter make the same mistake and marry a poor countryman?
Daughters from farmers' families usually marry at the age of sixteen. Some marry off their daughters early as child brides because their families are poor, and some delay the marriage until they are seventeen or eighteen due to lack of labor.
But no matter how poor Tian Huaide's family is, he is still a scholar, and the Tian family is not really too poor to have enough to eat. Tian Minzhuang is also a decent person, and a matchmaker has long been interested in him. It's just that the Chen family has blocked it in every possible way.
Didn't say kiss.
Now that Tian Huaide has an official status, Mrs. Chen's mind has become more active. If the eldest daughter wants to marry, even the eldest man should marry him. I am afraid that the threshold of their big house will be broken by matchmakers starting tomorrow.
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It's just that she won't accept it easily. Her children need to be married to people who are well-matched.
Mrs. Chen thought lightly, but she didn't expect that sometimes, there are many calculations, which are far from keeping up with the changes. No matter how she thought about the son-in-law she chose, she never expected that he would be such a person, and he would lose his most precious daughter alive.
, I regret my mistakes.
"So, Zhuang'er, when you speak in the future, you have to weigh it before speaking. Don't let others say that you are a country girl who speaks vulgarly."
Mrs. Chen's solemn tone made Tian Minzhuang feel as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He straightened his back subconsciously and said, "Don't worry, mother, I naturally understand the importance."
She is not a country girl, her father is an official, and she is just an official lady. Well, tomorrow she will have to dig out the silk scarf she bought in the county last time and wear it.
"This is my mother's good daughter." Mrs. Chen patted Tian Minzhuang's face with a look of relief. She glanced at her white jade-like hands from the corner of her eyes, held them again and said, "Look at our Zhuang'er."
This hand-raised one is like a white jade, soft, tender and beautiful. It bears the fate of a young mistress, and I don’t know which one will be lucky enough to get it."
"Mom...you are making fun of me." Tian Minzhuang was so embarrassed that he buried his face in Mrs. Chen's arms, bit his lower lip lightly, and looked at his hands involuntarily.
"You're still embarrassed, don't worry, I'll find you a rich and handsome son-in-law." Mrs. Chen chuckled.
"Mom...you, I won't care about you anymore."
"Okay, don't say it, don't say it."
The two mother and daughter were whispering, and Tian Huaide opened the curtain and came in. Tian Minzhuang hurriedly called out and went back to his own bed separated by a curtain.
Mrs. Chen brought hot water, personally took off Tian Huaide's socks, put his feet in and gently kneaded them. She raised her head and asked, "What, what did mother say?"
