Sun Yingyun had a son and a daughter. The daughter was Yan Xia, and the eldest son was Yan Chun, who was thirty-six years old this year, five years older than the original owner of the body. He married a wife named Zhang San Niang and had two sons and a daughter.

The eldest son, Yan Zhiqiang, married Xu Xiangxiang, an orphan girl from the village. They had two sons: the eldest, Yan Hongtian, was five years old, and the youngest, Yan Hongying, was three years old. Because she gave birth to the only two great-grandsons in the Yan family, Xu Xiangxiang was very powerful and made the decisions in all matters concerning the Yan family.

The second son, Yan Zhigao, married Zou Hongying from the neighboring county. They had only one daughter, and the family of three was not well received in the Yan family.

As for the youngest daughter, Yan Zhiyu, she is only fifteen years old and is still seeking a husband.

That's a bit of a tangent.

Logically speaking, with Sun Yingyun bringing so much dowry, it's impossible for the original owner to have been married off at the age of 14.

Yan Xia continued to reminisce.

It turns out that Yan Chun squandered his mother's dowry.

Fifteen-year-old Yan Chun was sent to school to study from a young age. Over the years, Guang Shuxiu spent thirty taels of silver on him, but he was good for nothing. He skipped classes every day and went out with his classmates until he went completely astray and became addicted to gambling.

He lied time and time again, saying he wanted to participate in a scientific expedition and asking his family for money.

In just over a year, Sun Yingyun's dowry was completely depleted.

They even sold all their jewelry and family land to barely pay off Yan Chun's gambling debts.

Sun Yingyun's heart turned cold. Her dream of returning to being a young lady was completely shattered by her son's actions, so she simply sent him back from school and found Zhang San Niang, a woman who didn't ask for a dowry, to marry Yan Chun.

Unexpectedly, Zhang San Niang gave birth to Yan Zhiqiang, the eldest grandson of the Yan family, in the second year after their marriage.

Yan Zhiqiang was smart from a young age. He spoke earlier than others, walked faster than others, and was particularly quick-witted. Sun Yingyun's hope was rekindled, but the family had long been out of money. What to do? When her eldest grandson was five years old, the original owner was married off and received a dowry of five taels of silver.

You should know that the most dowry a family in the village would give is two taels of silver.

It was all because Chen Shouguo was going to join the army, and Chen Duoliang was afraid he wouldn't be able to come back, so he used a high dowry to "buy" a wife, hoping to leave a child for his youngest son.

The original owner, who was fourteen years old, became pregnant in the second month after entering the family.

The birth of twins, a boy and a girl, made the Chen family extremely happy, but just then came news that their enlistment in the army had been postponed.

Chen Shouguo didn't leave until the third year, after the original owner gave birth to triplets.

These five taels of silver were used as Yan Zhiqiang's initial education expenses.

The father had hoped his grandson would study for two years and pass the imperial examination to become a student, but Yan Zhiqiang turned out to be just like his father, with no interest in studying whatsoever. At a young age, he argued with the teacher and was eventually expelled from the school.

The money is gone, and so is the dream of passing the imperial examination.

Like trying to draw water with a bamboo basket, all efforts are in vain; the Yan family has been impoverished generation after generation.

Sun Yingyun gave up completely. She went from being a pampered young woman who never lifted a finger to a wretched old woman who did laundry, cooking, and farm work.

"No wonder you never helped the original owner; it turns out the original owner was just a pawn in your game..."

Yan Xia looked at the old woman inside the wall and murmured to herself.

Although her face was full of wrinkles, you could still tell that the old woman had a beautiful face. Even though she was wearing coarse linen clothes, it couldn't hide her temperament. You could tell at a glance that she was not from a farming family.

After all, with a mother who could be a concubine, Sun Yingyun couldn't possibly be ugly; the original owner inherited her grandmother's looks.

Whether it was a mother's heart or something else, Sun Yingyun put down the broom in her hand and turned around to look outside the courtyard.

Yan Xia immediately took a step back and left the area.

She just came to familiarize herself with the area and had no intention of visiting.

Seeing that there was no one outside the wall, Sun Yingyun continued sweeping.

Back to the dilapidated temple.

The two daughters are discussing needlework; one is doing it, and the other is learning.

Upon seeing her return, he immediately greeted her with a smile.

Yan Xia felt a little better after that.

Let's just assume that what happened just now was the original owner's little scheme.

She shouldn't have gone.

"Mother, my eldest brother and third brother are about the same size and their clothes are the same color. Could they have worn the wrong clothes?"

Guihua wanted to sew her eldest brother's and third brother's names onto her clothes, but she couldn't read at all. Not only could she not read, but neither could her eldest brother, third brother, fourth sister, and fifth brother.

It's fair to say that none of the Chen family members had ever received an education.

But on the day her mother divorced, Guihua saw her mother writing.

Did Mother have an education?

"Let's sew their names on the clothes. Guihua, go and thread a red thread, and I'll sew it."

Yan Xia sat on a small wooden stool, which her eldest son had recently made; it was particularly sturdy.

Taking the needle and thread from Guihua, Yanxia sewed their names onto the corners of their clothes, stitching back and forth.

"Mother, can you read?"

Guihua finally voiced her question.

“Yes, your maternal grandmother was literate, and your uncle went to school when he was young. Your mother wanted to study, but girls were not allowed to go to school, and your maternal grandmother would not send her. Your mother would secretly listen to the lessons outside the school and learned many characters.”

What Yan Xia described was exactly what the original owner had experienced.

"Starting tomorrow, I'll teach you to read, okay?"

She suddenly realized that since she had come to this world, she could not live it in a daze. For her, this world was just a task for her to earn money, but for the people in this small world, it was their real life.

Having become family by chance, Yan Xia couldn't bear to see her two daughters trapped in this feudal society like the other women around them.

Can women learn this too?

Guihua was thinking about it, but she still looked at Yanxia uncertainly, as if waiting for her mother's reply again.

"Yes! Wealthy families also have female tutors, but we can't afford to hire one, so I have to teach you all myself. Everyone must learn and strive to escape an illiterate family!"

"Mom, what is illiteracy?"

Winter plum blossoms were quite puzzled.

Blindness is naturally blindness, but what is illiteracy? Is it a person who is blind in words?

“If one day, your mother goes far away and sends you a letter home, but you can’t read a single word on the paper, how is that any different from being blind? Or, for example, if you go to town and want to buy a handkerchief, but you can’t understand the words on the shop’s sign, and end up walking into a coffin shop, wouldn’t that be making you look like a blind person?”

Yan Xia looked at her two daughters with a half-smile.

The two understood instantly.

"Mother, I want to learn to read!"

"Me too! I don't want to be illiterate!"

"Alright, alright, Mother will teach you. We'll start learning to read tomorrow at noon."

After Yan Xia finished speaking, she stopped doing her needlework.

There was a single character sewn onto each of the four sets of clothes.

Fortune and fortune.

"Look, these are the names of Jin Fu and Jin Lu. If I hadn't taught you, these two boys probably wouldn't even know their own names."

The next day at noon.

The four children sat obediently on small stools, waiting for class to begin.

"Today I will teach you the character 'Chen,' which is your surname. Look at the twig in my hand. I will write this character on the ground stroke by stroke. After I write it three times, you will start practicing with the twig in your hand. Remember, don't make any mistakes in the strokes. You can leave get out of class when you have mastered it!"