Wenwan sat under the jujube tree and selected beans.

In the room, stepmother Zhou and her mother Wu were talking in a low voice.

Wu said: "Your stepdaughter is about 16 for the New Year?"

Zhou sat cross-legged on the kang, doing needlework in her hands. When she heard her mother's words, she lifted her eyelids and said um.

Seeing Zhou's appearance, Wu couldn't help but worry about his daughter, "Why, no one has come to the door to say hello to be married yet?"

Zhou shook his head, "No!"

"Why don't you know how to hurry?" Wu's voice became heavier.

Zhou glanced out the window and confirmed that Wen Wan couldn't hear the conversation between the mother and daughter. Then she lowered her voice: "What's the hurry? She should stay at home. I grabbed it in front of and behind the house. I, the stepmother, fell free. If she left, who would do so much work at home? Is it possible to rely on me to worry alone?"

Wu patted his thighs, looking disagreeable, "Oh my daughter, you can't just focus on the front of you, it's time to think about Shunzi."

Wendu is the name of Wen Wan Jiedi.

After hearing this, Zhou paused to bite the thread with his mouth and looked at Wu, "What do you mean by mom?"

When Wu thought about what happened in his village for a while, he couldn't help but be jealous, "Do you still remember the poor scholar in our village?"

"Is it the one who has not passed the Juren exam for several years and has been personally disconnected by a rich man?"

"That's not the case. You said a few years ago, he patted his chest and promised to the rich man Ning in the town that he would definitely win. If he wins, he would marry the girl.

As a result, he was asked to get a lame test at the end. Ning Dabao's daughter, who was waiting for the girl from a young girl, could she not be angry? Ning Dabao's wife is also a temperate person, and she came to the door to leave without saying a word.

That scholar became a big joke in our village. He went to the provincial capital to try it again this year, but guess what?”

Zhou's eyes widened, "Can you be hit, right?"

Wu's tone was sour, "I just put the table yesterday. Your father went to have a drink. He heard that several wealthy businessmen came to the town to give gifts to the juren! Half a main hall was piled up, and all of them were expensive."

Zhou was so excited, "Can you still get this benefit if you win the Juren?"

"Why are you called the poor scholar and juren? If you pass the imperial examination, you will have the opportunity to become an official in the county government office. Who wouldn't be able to please me? Especially those who do business, you are so terrible. Now you will get a close relationship and you will always be able to get someone in the future." Wu looked at his daughter, "I want me to tell me that you should send Shunzi to study. Maybe you can get a fortune in the future. When you become a juren's mother, you can give people a lot of money and get benefits. Are you still worried about food and clothing?"

In the Great Chu Dynasty, the land under the name of the Juren was exempted from land tax of 400 acres and the corvee service of 18 households.

Therefore, if anyone who passes the imperial examination, people from all over the country will come up and ask for tax reductions in their own fields in the name of the juren. Those who are not close to each other will also seek exemption from labor service.

After being resident for a few years, even if the juren cannot become an official, he will be a rich man who will not have to worry about food and clothing.

Although Zhou was envious, he curled his lips, "To put it nicely, our family does not have the spare money for him to spend on studying. It's a 2 tael of silver a year. I raise pigs that I have been selling for a year, and it's only worth two taels. If I have to spend them all on him, can't my family live like this?"

Wu thought of something, glanced at Wen Wan, who was sitting quietly outside, and whispered: "It's not easy to ask for money? Get Wan Niang out and get a bride gift at that time, it will be enough for Shunzi to study for a few years."

Seeing Zhou hesitating, Wu took the opportunity to make a fuss and said that Wan Niang, a mute who lost her mother in childhood, could not make a sound of a fuck. It would be good if someone wanted it. What's the turn to be picky?

He also said that Wang Cruzi, in their village, had a lot of paddy fields last year, and he couldn't work alone, so he rented them all out. Now he relies on rent to make a living. Wang Cruzi has not reopened the strings. That's because he likes Wan Niang and has already made a statement. As long as Wan Niang is willing to marry and serve him, the bride price is easy to say, and he will add another five taels of cash to two acres of paddy fields.

When Zhou heard this, he felt itchy.

The several acres of paddy fields in Wang Cuzi's family are good, and they are high-yield fields. They only need five taels of silver per acre. If you give two acres of paddy fields and add five taels of silver, it will be a sure profitable deal.

...

Before Wu left, Zhou went to the vegetable garden to pick some cucumbers and eggplant for her.

The news that Wang Crooked like Wan Niang came to pass on his daughter and gave him eye drops. Wu was carrying a basket of vegetables and was satisfied. When he walked out of the main hall to Wen Wan, he stopped, his voice exuding the kindness of his elders, "Wan Niang, where are you choosing beans?"

Wen Wan looked up and met Wu's smiling eyes, and she nodded.

Wu squatted down and patted Wen Wan's back of her hand, "What a beautiful girl, she looks so handsome. She will definitely marry a good family and live a good life in the future."

When Wu's hand touched the back of Wen Wan's hand, a strong premonition suddenly emerged in Wen Wan's heart. She had a premonition that she would be tortured to death by a man with one leg.

Wenwan has become used to the fact that her premonition is different from that of ordinary people. Since she was three years old, she was getting used to it. After she couldn't speak, she could have a premonition in advance and avoid it carefully whenever she had a bad feeling.

When she was five years old, she was harvesting and digging potatoes. She had a premonition that she would be bitten by a snake when she went there, so she pretended to be sick and hid at home for a day. In the evening, Wen's father came back and told her that when they were digging potatoes, a snake broke out from the field and was beaten to death by him with a hoe.

When she was eight years old, the Lotus next door asked her to go her cows. She had a premonition that she would throw the cows away and would be beaten when she came back, so she made an excuse to follow Wen's father to go down the field. Zhou went to put the cows away. At night, she cried and wiped tears and said that the cows were lost.

On a cloudless summer two years ago, she had a premonition that the roof of her bedroom would be washed away by heavy rain at night. She would fall ill and get burned when she was wet. So during the day, she asked Wen's father to help strengthen the tiles on the roof. Sure enough, it was raining that night. She shrank under the quilt and was secretly grateful.

Although the premonitions before were not good, they never endangered their lives.

However, this time, I actually had a premonition that I was about to die.

Although Wenwan can't speak, she is not stupid.

She had a premonition just after Wu touched her, which shows that this matter was related to Wu.

He calmly withdrew his hand and gently brought the selected beans to the well to wash.

Because I can't speak, I don't have to worry about whether I'm polite.

Wu glanced at this dull girl and sneered in his heart: I will raise you for a few more days, and I will sell it for a good price!

...

Wen Dun was in nowhere and was playing with mud. In the evening, he and Wen's father walked in.

At the dinner table, I kept yelling to study.

During the day, he was at Xiaopang's house and saw Xiaopang's father stew meat for Xiaopang, saying that it was for scholars to nourish their brains.

Seeing that I have meat to eat when I read, how can I sit still if I docile? I shouted louder.

Wen's father disagreed and said he had no money.

He was gentle and did not do anything. He ran out in anger, fell into the river, and when he found it, he was only half his life left, and he became burned again, talking to him in his sleep and thinking about studying.

Zhou was so heartbroken that he burst into tears.

Seeing his son like this, his heart softened even though he was so tough, he let out: "Since he wants to study, I'll send him to the village to study. At worst, I can take the cow out and sell it."

Zhou disagreed, "What should I do when I sell the cows next year when I plow the next spring?"

Father Wen said, "Just go to his uncle's house to borrow it. They have two cows in their house, so they can be used."

Seeing that Wen's father was determined to sell cattle to Wen Shun, Zhou was panicked. While Wen's father was out, she called Wen Wan to help take care of Wen Shun and said that something was wrong to go back to her parents' home.

When Zhou saw his mother Wu, he didn't even have time to take a sip of water, and said in a hurry: "Mom, Shunzi's father wants to sell cattle to Shunzi to study. You should think of a way to ask Wang Cruzi to come to propose marriage, otherwise if we really sell cattle, our family will really not be able to live that day."

Wu patted the back of his daughter's hand and comforted her, "Don't panic. Since Wang Cruelzi has already spoken, he must marry Wan Niang. You go back and wait for the news first. I'll go to Wang Cruelzi's house now."

...

On the day when Wen's father wanted to sell the cow, before the man left, the matchmaker from the neighboring village came to the door, laughing so hard that he couldn't see him. After saying hello to Wen's father, he directly revealed his purpose and emphasized that as long as Wen Wan was willing to marry, Wang Crook would give two acres of paddy fields and five taels of silver as a bride.

Zhou was cooking porridge in the stove for his son who had just recovered from serious illness. When he heard the matchmaker's words, he walked out while rubbing his hands on the bib and asked the matchmaker, "Is the person you are talking about reliable?"

The matchmaker patted her chest and promised, "If you don't believe me, go out and ask, what else is wrong with Wang Cruel, besides the inconvenience of walking on his left leg? His wife is lifeless and enjoys happiness, otherwise it wouldn't be your mother-in-law."

This is not nice, and Wen's father was about to refuse, but he heard the matchmaker say again: "After the New Year, your Wan Niang will be sixteen. If a girl of her age is delayed for another year or two, only people will choose your share. Besides, Wang Crook wants fields, fields, houses and houses, and Wan Niang can live a ready-made life after marrying her. What else do you have to worry about? If you really miss this village, where will you find that store in the future?"

Wen's father was silent and held the cow's hand loosened.

At lunch, Wen Wan picked up firewood from the mountain. As soon as she put down her back basket and took a breath, Wen's father came over and told her what the matchmaker said in the morning.

Wen's father sighed, "I originally thought that your biological mother would go early and stay with you for two more years, but my father was afraid that he would not be able to pick a good family in the future."

Wen Wan pursed her lips and clenched her fingers.

If Wang Crook was a good person, she might have nodded and agreed, but she had a premonition that she would be tortured to death by that man, how could she still marry her foolishly?

Wen Wan didn't nod or shook her head, thinking about how to get rid of this marriage.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Wen's father whispered: "Wan Niang?"

Wen Wan looked up and called Wen's father in sign language, meaning she had to consider it again.
Chapter completed!