Mrs. Wang handed her a glass of water and said: "Drink some sugar water to warm your stomach. It's not hot yet and it's still very cold at night. We haven't bought a stove yet. You can read a book and go to bed early! Qing
Ah, according to my mother's idea, I just think that as long as a girl can marry a good family and live a good life in the future, it is enough to have someone who knows how to feel sorry for her. You are so tired, and my mother feels bad for you."
Wang's thoughts are indeed shared by many traditional mothers. But Zhuqing, who has traveled through the modern society, does not think so. The concept of pursuing the realization of self-worth has almost been engraved in her bones, and
She has never thought about placing her happiness on another person.
Although she does not agree with Wang's philosophy, she can still understand her painstaking efforts as a mother.
Therefore, she did not directly refute Wang, but smiled and nodded at her: "Mom, I understand. But I don't want to get married yet! I want to stay with you for a few more years!"
Seeing her daughter acting coquettishly like this, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but laugh: "Hey, you are right. A woman can only be free for a few years when she is a girl. Qingya, mother doesn't want you to go to someone else's house too early.
Being set by rules! Being a daughter-in-law is completely different from being a daughter. Hey, I’ve had enough of the hardships of being a daughter-in-law! I just hope that your future mother-in-law can be kinder and easier to talk to!"
Ever since she married Sun Fucheng, Mrs. Wang has suffered enough at the hands of the harsh and snobbish Mr. Lu.
She has a weak temperament and rarely resists. Except when it comes to her children, she will go all out, and she is almost tolerant in other matters. Therefore, it is rare for her to complain out loud like this, and one can imagine her previous complaints.
How depressing her life was.
"Mom, don't worry! I will definitely not be bullied by others in the future! After all, I have outstanding medical skills! Besides, I don't live my life based on people's faces!" Zhu Qing quickly comforted her.
"Well, I know our Qingya is a capable person. Whoever gets married will be lucky! No one will bully her for sure!" Mrs. Wang thought about her daughter being capable and bold, so she really didn't need to worry about this.
"Mom, it's getting late. You should go over and rest early! There are still a lot of things to do tomorrow!" Zhu Qing asked Wang to go over and rest early.
The new home has just been completed, and there are a lot of things to organize and tidy up at home. Mrs. Wang must be very busy.
"Well, Qingya, my mother is going to buy you a dressing table tomorrow. I heard that girls from rich families have dressing tables and other things in their houses. You are growing up soon, so you should have a dressing table.
Come on! I will also give you some jewelry and so on. You can wear it when you go out in the future!" Wang was reminded by Zhu Qing, but she remembered what she planned to do tomorrow.
"Mom, I don't think there is anything like a dressing table or anything. I think you should start making the Ruanjin Powder sachet with Sister-in-law Osmanthus and the others as soon as possible! This is urgently needed at the moment. I don't like dressing up very much.
How about saving money on this dressing table?" Zhuqing doesn't pay much attention to dressing up. She always likes to look bare-faced.
Moreover, she has always disliked modern industrially produced cosmetics. She feels that they are all chemical substances and will affect the skin quality if used too much.
"Hey, you girl! How can you be so careless? In the past, our family was poor and we couldn't be particular! Now that we have the conditions, as a girl, of course we have to take good care of ourselves! How can you be so casual! Besides, you are our Cui
The first daughter of Zhucun Village also represents the face of Cuizhucun when she goes out! No matter what, you have to listen to your mother on this matter!" Wang couldn't help but become anxious when she heard that Zhuqing was so casual.
She doesn’t want her daughter to not have any sense of being a girl! She also doesn’t want her daughter to not pay attention to dressing up in the future!
Regarding Wang's persistence, Zhuqing could only smile in return. She knew that Wang would have no room for change in this matter. She didn't think it was a big deal, so she didn't defend herself.
"Okay, mother, just do what you say!" Zhu Qing nodded.
She didn't want to argue with Mr. Wang on small matters.
"Qingya has hot water on the stove. Remember to soak your feet before going to bed!" Mrs. Wang said, closing the door for Zhuqing and going back to her room.
"Yeah, I get it!" Zhuqing would soak her feet carefully every night before going to bed. This is also one of her health care methods.
She had been developing medicines with Mr. Mo in the county for the past few days, and she was indeed tired. When she saw Wang leaving, she couldn't help but yawned, put down her book, and went to the kitchen to get hot water.
Washed feet and went to bed.
The stove in the kitchen is much better than the original earthen stove in Zhuqing's family. Wang left most of the hot water in the iron pot for her. Because the bottom was firewood, when Zhuqing opened the lid, there was a lot of hot water coming out of the pot.
The hot air soon blurred her vision. The water in the pot was obviously still very hot.
She took the gourd gourd used to ladle water and was about to ladle the water, but suddenly the sole of her foot slipped and she threw herself towards the stove.
If she threw herself into the pot, she would be scalded anyway, right? Zhu Qing reacted almost instantly. She immediately threw away the gourd and gourd in her hand and rested her hands on the edge of the iron pot.
Although it was extremely hot, it at least prevented her from leaning forward and her face was not buried in the pot.
Zhuqing threw away the gourd and gourd, and while leaning on the edge of the iron pot, she accidentally touched the cabinet next to the stove. Immediately, there was a loud crashing sound in the kitchen.
"What's going on? Qingya, what's wrong?" Sun Fucheng's voice quickly rang out.
At this time, Zhuqing also struggled to stand up straight from the stove. Her hands were burned red.
"Dad, I fell!" Zhu Qing replied loudly.
"What, you fell? What happened? Were you injured?" Sun Fucheng asked as he hurried over. At the same time, Wang's voice was also remembered in their room: "Why did you fall? I just fell."
It’s fine when you come here!”
Sun Fucheng arrived in the kitchen and immediately checked Zhu Qing's injury.
"Why are my hands burned? Hey, Qingya, are you not used to this kind of stove? I just said this stove is too high..." Sun Fucheng saw his daughter's hands were red and couldn't help but wrinkled.
frowned.
"Dad, I fell because the sole of my foot slipped. I don't know what happened, but the ground here is very slippery!" Zhu Qing felt that his fall was strange, so he pointed to the place where he just fell.
"No way! I just came here and it was fine." At this time, Mrs. Wang also came over wearing cotton clothes.
However, after the couple lowered their heads to check the situation on the ground, they couldn't help but became furious: "Who spilled oil on the ground!"
