Chen Dabao said proudly, "Everyone in the village thinks my son is too young to understand, so they don't avoid him when they talk about grandma, so he secretly hears a lot. My son knows much more than my uncle."
Then, her face became tangled again. "It seems that Mr. Chen's family lived in the neighboring town. His father was seriously ill and dying, so his mother bought my grandmother to be a child bride to bring good luck and help with the housework. My grandmother was only ten years old when she entered the Chen family, and Mr. Chen was five years old. It was my grandmother who brought him up. Later, Mr. Chen passed the imperial examination, and his mother didn't want my grandmother anymore. I heard that he passed the imperial examination again and married the daughter of a high-ranking official. He has been a high-ranking official in a place called Jiangnan, and has never come back. Oh, and they all say that Mr. Chen is very handsome..."
Chen Ahfu was surprised again. It turned out that not only was Wang a child bride, but the man who might be his biological father was also Wang's son-in-law. Calculating the age, Wang was thirty-six years old this year, two years older than Chen Ming. This body was fifteen years old, so Wang was twenty-one years old. In ancient times, it was very common for women to give birth at the age of fifteen or sixteen. It was indeed a bit old to give birth to the first child at the age of twenty-one.
Thinking of this, Chen Afu felt sorry for Wang again. She was sold as a child bride at a young age, and she took care of her son-in-law until he grew up. After his son-in-law passed the imperial examination, she was driven back to her parents' home. Perhaps because she was pregnant, she had no choice but to marry a dying sick man in a hurry, and from then on she had to bear the burden of the whole family. Fortunately, Chen Ming survived, and he was a kind person, and he was very good to Wang and himself, the burden.
She cursed Mr. Chen hundreds of times in her heart. He was really a Chen Shimei, divorcing his wife who had shared his hardships as soon as he passed the imperial examination.
But, isn't this a stain on him? Ancient officials also had to be virtuous. This place is relatively close to the capital, only about 200 miles away. If someone with ulterior motives spreads this matter, he may be impeached by the censors. Is there something else going on here? I'll find out after I recover from my illness.
Then I thought, why bother to clarify? Anyway, I will only regard Chen Ming as my real father in this life, and respect him well in the future. As for that old man Chen Shimei, I don't want to have any intersection with him.
Thinking of this, I lost interest in Mr. Chen.
She recalled the second reason Xiao Zhengtai mentioned that her aunt and her daughter disliked her. She said, "The Chen family has long been divided. How could it be that no man would be willing to marry Aju because of the two of us? It must be that she is not good enough and no man wants her, so she takes her anger out on us."
Chen Dabao whispered, "My son thinks so too. Aunt Aju has a bad temper, is lazy and greedy. If I grow up, I will not marry such a spendthrift woman."
This statement does not fit in with the cute image of the little shota.
Chen Ahfu frowned and said, "Son, how can you - curse at me?"
The little boy blushed in embarrassment and laughed, "That's how I heard my great-grandmother scold my great-grandmother."
"Swearing is not good. Dabao is a good child. Don't swear in the future." Chen Afu said.
"Okay, son, I won't curse people anymore." The little boy quickly promised.
The next day, Xiao Zhengtai helped Chen Afu comb his hair. Chen Afu used Xiao Zhengtai's head as a test field and worked hard for a long time. Not only did she sweat on the tip of her nose, but Xiao Zhengtai's face was also sweating before she finally finished tying the sky rocket.
Looking at the slender little tree, Chen Afu felt a sense of accomplishment. Things are always developing in a good direction.
The little boy praised his mother with his big eyes full of admiration, "Mom, you are so great that you can even comb your son's hair."
Chen Ahfu painted a big picture again, "In the future, mother will not only comb her son's hair, but also make new clothes for him. She will also make money to send her son and your uncle to school, and pay for his and grandpa's medical treatment."
"Okay." Chen Dabao jumped for joy. He had great trust in his mother.
Wang wanted to comb Chen Dabao's hair again, but the little boy shook his head and said, "No, my hair looks good when I comb it."
After they left the east room, Chen Dabao kept showing off to Chen Alu that his mother could comb his hair, looking very cocky. He also said, "Mom said that after she recovers from her illness, she will earn money for our education and also treat my uncle's leg."
Chen A-Lu obviously didn't believe this, but he still said with a smile, "Let Dabao go to school alone. When the little uncle grows up, he will go to the capital to learn business from the third uncle and support Dabao's studies."
Chen Abao looked at this thin little brother and thought he was a really good kid, as kind as his father Chen Ming.
Chen Ahfu worked hard to exercise, and in the midst of his busy schedule, it was March 17th. In the afternoon, Chen Ming led his family to the eldest son's house. Before leaving, Chen Dabao touched under the stove again and smeared Chen Ahfu's face.
While wiping, he frowned and said, "Be careful if you are too handsome."
The others were not surprised by Chen Dabao's behavior, and Chen Ahfu also acquiesced. After hearing what he said, he pinched his face and said with a smile, "Dabao is prettier than mother."
Chen Dabao pouted and said, "How can they be the same? Dabao is a man."
They walked along the path and looked around. The village was not small, with probably more than a hundred households.
The village is surrounded by green trees, with gurgling streams, large tracts of fertile fields in the distance and continuous mountains. It is truly a beautiful little mountain village.
It's not bad to live here for a lifetime, of course, the premise is that you have enough food and clothes and are not bullied.
Xiangluo Village is in a good location, not far from Sanqing County and Dingzhou Prefecture.
Sanqing County is the main route for southerners to enter Beijing, and Dingzhou Prefecture is a strategic location and transportation hub, both of which are very prosperous. In addition, there are large plains here, and crops grow well, which can be regarded as a land of fish and rice. Therefore, as long as people are diligent, they can make a living here. If people are more flexible in their minds, life will be better.
Chen Ming, Wang Shi, and Chen Alu are all introverted and would at most smile when they see people. Chen Afu is even worse, he can't even speak clearly and won't speak casually. The most talkative and enthusiastic person in the family is Chen Dabao.
He greeted everyone with a smile. Most of the farmers were simple and honest. They also smiled, greeted him, and chatted with him for a few unimportant words.
But there were still a few people who seemed to think that talking to Chen Dabao would lower their own status, and they frowned and snorted.
Dabao didn't take it seriously and continued talking to the next person.
But Chen Afu still noticed it, his eyes dimmed, but disappeared in an instant.
The reason he did this was out of instinct to protect himself, right?
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