Chapter 1: Dressed as a frustrated daughter-in-law

Chapter 1: Dressed as a frustrated daughter-in-law

Damn it.

So hungry.

Shuiqing woke up in pain and hunger.

Wasn't she dead?

As a strong woman who had worked hard all the way, she had a successful career, but she was childless and sick.

Before she died, she donated all her wealth to girls in poor mountainous areas to help them complete their studies and get out of the mountains.

How can a dead person still feel pain in the back of the head and hunger?

"Mom, the steamed bun that my eldest sister secretly took away from cooking, you should eat it quickly and don't let grandma and aunt find out."

A timid little voice came, accompanied by a thin palm that handed a hot steamed bun to her.

The thin arms were like a stick.

The pair of black and white eyes on the thin cheeks looked particularly large.

The clothes on her body were dark and gray.

There were patches on top of patches.

It was tattered and ragged.

And, the ancient costume of the child in front of her!

Shuiqing was confused.

What is she wearing?

The child in front of her was obviously malnourished for a long time. She stared at the black steamed bun in her hands with big eyes and swallowed her saliva unconsciously.

But no matter how hungry she was, no matter how greedy she was for the steaming food in her hands, the little girl didn't feel reluctant to give it up.

When she looked at her "mother", her eyes were full of heartache and worry.

Seeing that her mother was reluctant to take the steamed bun, Erya was a little anxious. Her elder sister had repeatedly told her to give it to her mother to nourish her body.

Erya stuffed the steamed bun in her hand into her mother's hand and advised worriedly: "Mom, you have a lot of blood on the back of your head. You need to eat more food to nourish your body."

Shuiqing looked at the black steamed bun in her hand. It was so hot that it was obviously just out of the pot.

Her stomach was rumbling, and her hands and feet were weak and powerless from hunger.

She swallowed her saliva and took a big bite.

At that moment, Shuiqing's tears almost burst out.

It was so damn disgusting!

It looks just different from the white flour steamed buns in color, but it is hard when swallowed, not fluffy or soft at all.

It is full of wheat bran, which is used to feed pigs in China!

No, pigs eat better than this!

She swallowed it with her neck stiff, and felt that the wheat bran that was not ground very finely pierced her throat.

Thinking of eating this kind of black flour steamed buns every day in the future, Shuiqing wanted to go back to the furnace and make it again.

Erya regarded the tears in Shuiqing's eyes as excitement, and said distressedly: "It tastes good, mother, take your time, don't rush."

Shuiqing:...Did she hear it wrong, this is delicious?

Erya patted Shuiqing's back gently and at the same time advised: "Aunt gave birth to four sons, and grandma said she was a great contributor to our Fan family.

Grandma has always been partial to aunt, why don't you understand?"

Shuiqing took this opportunity to quickly sort out the memories of the original owner in her mind.

The original owner was called Hu Shuiqing, and her husband Fan Jin was a scholar, but he had not even passed the examination to become a scholar.

Fortunately, he was diligent and did some copying work in the city, earning 53 wen a day - a very high income for the people who lived on the land in the village.

The couple had five children, two girls and three boys.

The eldest and second girls were eleven and ten years old respectively, and they had no full names, but were just called Da Ya and Er Ya.

The third was Fan Jiang, nine years old.

The fourth was Fan He, eight years old.

The fifth was Fan Hu, only seven years old.

According to common sense, the original owner had three sons, and her status in the family should be there, at least not as low as it is now.

But the original owner's eldest sister-in-law gave birth to four sons and one daughter, with more sons and in the front;

The original owner's first and second children were both daughters, and she thought she was inferior to others, and even though she gave birth to three sons in a row, her status in the family was still as low as before.

Even the two daughters were ordered around.

During the busy farming season, the family worked in the fields and took care of all the housework, but the food, clothing and daily necessities were the worst.

Erya reached out and touched the blood on the back of Shuiqing's head, and said worriedly: "Even if you want to quarrel with your aunt, you should wait until Dad comes back or when my elder sister and I are here."

In that case, when your aunt and grandma fight, she and her elder sister can also stand in front of your mother!

At least your mother won't get hurt.

Shuiqing, who has accepted the memory, feels sour in her heart.

The reason why the original owner hit her forehead was because her mother-in-law and sister-in-law wanted to sell Daya and give a betrothal gift to her eldest brother and sister-in-law's son Fan Dazhu.

The original owner naturally disagreed-she still had three sons, and the betrothal gifts from her two daughters might be enough for her three sons to marry, so how could she use it to marry her eldest brother and sister-in-law's son!

The always cowardly original owner was shoving and shoving with her eldest sister-in-law Sun Jinhua and her mother-in-law, and her back of the head hit the ground and she died.

Sun Jinhua had four older sons by her side, so she was not afraid at all. She didn't even take a look, and then turned around and left.

Fan's mother felt a little guilty, mainly because she was afraid that it would be difficult to explain to her younger son who was earning money in the city when he came back. She called the eldest and second daughters to carry Hu back to the house to lie down, and then she left with peace of mind.

The two daughters looked at their unconscious mother, their eyes were swollen from crying, and now they even risked being beaten and scolded to steal black-faced steamed buns to supplement her nutrition.

Shui Qing snorted coldly, why should her daughter be sold to marry her son?

Whether it was her cousin or her own brother marrying a wife, it couldn't be exchanged for selling her daughter!

Now that she was here, she had the final say in the future!

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Shui Qing ate half of the black-faced steamed bun with tears in her eyes, and she couldn't swallow it even if she stiffened her neck.

In a blink of an eye, she saw her second daughter, who looked like a bean sprout, looking at the black steamed bun in her hand with envy.

In the family, the second child has always been the least favored and least valued one, especially a girl.

She handed over the remaining black steamed bun.

The hungry Erya said in a low voice: "Mom, you eat it!"

This was the eldest sister who risked being beaten and scolded by grandma and aunt, and she couldn't eat it.

"I'm full, you eat it." Shuiqing said without any refusal: "You help me eat it, so as not to be discovered later."

She was in good health. Even though she was weak in hunger before, she had recovered a lot of strength after eating half of the black steamed bun.

Without water, she couldn't eat the hard and throat-piercing steamed bun.

Looking at the second daughter who was eating voraciously in front of her, Shuiqing didn't know whether it was because of blood or simply because she couldn't bear to see the suffering, her heart was sour and bitter.

"You little bitch, where are you going to be lazy again! I caught you, be careful not to have lunch!"

"Just like her lazy mother, she is good at cheating and lying down without working after getting hurt, and the whole family eats for free!"

"Da Ya, lunch is not ready yet? If it is not ready, you can't eat it!"

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There were bursts of shouting and cursing outside the house, full of momentum.

Er Ya's thin body shrank.

After the shouting, there was the sound of a slap hitting her back heavily, which was particularly clear even in the room where Shui Qing was.

"Not good!" Er Ya opened the door quickly and rushed out.

In the yard, Daya was beaten on the ground, and a circle of cousins ​​stood around looking at her indifferently.

Shui Qing stood up and tried to find that he was in good health. Even though he was weak from hunger before, he recovered a lot of strength after eating half a black bun.

Evil people need evil people to deal with them.

Damn it, I want to let you know that she is not a good person either.

She will protect her daughter, no one can bully her daughter!