Chapter 147 The Male Protagonist's Excellent Mother (Thirty-Four)
"Your cousin's name is Zhao Yuanyi, so I will follow Yuanyi's name and give you the name 'Jingyi'."
When the new niece came, Gu Qingcheng still followed her rules and gave the little girl a name first.
"Jingyi? Zhao Jingyi?"
The little girl's face is slightly dark, and there is a hint of rural red on it.
She chewed quietly, and little stars began to twinkle in her eyes, "That sounds good! Thank you, Auntie!"
Great! She has a name now too.
Instead of "stinky girl", she is obviously not smelly, but her mother still gave her such a cheap name.
Like Zhao Yuanyi, she didn't understand what Jingyi meant.
But, Zhao Jingyi, sounds nice, like a lady from a wealthy family.
Zhao Jingyi was very happy and had a natural admiration for her weak and beautiful third aunt.
She worked very hard.
Boiling water, cooking, the little guy was busy running around in the yard.
But Zhao Jingyi didn't feel any bitterness at all.
Why is it so hard? She does the same work at home.
Not only that, after doing the work, he had to endure beatings and scoldings from his grandmother and mother.
Even when eating, you can't eat too much.
It was a rare occasion for them to eat meat at home, so she could only watch and swallow her saliva.
It’s still better at my third aunt’s place. I can eat a full meal every time and have eggs every other day.
Even so, my aunt was a little embarrassed: "Jingyi, our family is still in mourning, we can't eat meat."
"Once the mourning period is over, we will sell meat and have a meal every three to five days!"
Zhao Jingyi: ...
Zhao Jingyi was drooling so much that she couldn't speak.
The big picture that Gu Qingcheng painted made Zhao Jingyi more diligent and capable.
If Gu Qingcheng hadn't wanted to "take care" of Madam Ji San and paid her a large sum of money to do the laundry, little Zhao Jingyi would have wanted to take care of all the clothes in the house!
Zhao Jingyi was happy and worked very hard, but in the eyes of others, she was pitiful! "Mrs. Gu is really a fool. Jingyi is only seven years old. How can she be asked to do so much work?"
Zheng Wanjun, who was also seven years old, once came to visit the Zhao family with her mother. Seeing Zhao Jingyi busying around, she felt very sympathetic.
Seven years old! This is not child labor, it is child abuse.
In later times, if a child of this age is able to dress himself, eat, and go to school independently, his parents and elders will praise him as being "sensible".
But in this evil fictional ancient times, people have to do housework without touching the ground.
Gu, who is almost thirty years old and an elder, can actually watch and enjoy it without any psychological burden! She, she is too much! This time, Madam Wan did not agree with her daughter.
She looked into Zheng Wanjun's eyes and said softly, "Not to mention in the countryside, even in the city, a seven-year-old girl should learn to do housework."
Their daughter will be spoiled, firstly because their family has the conditions, and secondly because she is doted on by both husband and wife.
In fact, even if she doesn't do housework, Mrs. Wan is planning to offer her daughter some courses.
Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are Mr. Zheng's specialties.
Mr. Zheng had already started his daughter's enlightenment when she was three or four years old.
But my daughter doesn’t seem to be very good at it. She has only learned these skills but cannot master them.
It doesn't matter. The Zheng family is a family of officials. It is enough for them to know a little about music, chess, calligraphy and painting and be able to cope with the situation. There is no need to force it.
However, needlework, cooking and housekeeping skills still need to be learned systematically.
They cannot stay in the capital, but in a remote small county town, where the resources are not as good as those in the capital.
If the parents don't pay more attention, their daughter's development will be really delayed.
Madam Wan was thoughtful and in charge of the entire household, and had already started preparations.
Last month, she wrote a letter to the capital, asking her relatives and friends there for help.
Jingzhong will not refuse.
I believe that in a few days, the governess and the teacher will come over.
Originally, Madam Wan wanted to tell her daughter, but seeing that her daughter was still young, she decided to let her relax for a few more days.
Wait until the governess and the female teacher arrive, and then discipline your daughter strictly.
Zheng Wanjun didn't know yet that her carefree days were about to end, and she would soon enter the miserable state of "ancient noblewoman training course".
On the first day of the new year, Zheng Wanjun successfully persuaded her mother to take her out of the city.
In ancient times, the few legitimate excuses women had to go out were to burn incense and worship Buddha.
Zheng Wanjun originally did not believe in Buddhism, but after her experience of time travel, she had to develop a fear of ghosts and gods.
On the first day of the new year, you can go to Qingfeng Temple outside the city to worship gods and seek spiritual peace, and you can also go out for mountain hiking.
It's definitely killing two birds with one stone.
"I heard that there is a ginkgo tree in Qingfeng Temple that has lived for hundreds of years?"
Sitting in the carriage, Zheng Wanjun snuggled up to Wan Niangzi intimately and asked curiously.
"Yes! But it's the wrong season now. In autumn, all the ginkgo leaves turn yellow. It's very spectacular when you look from afar!"
Miss Wan had seen that extremely beautiful scene, and her eyes sparkled as she described it.
"Really? Then when autumn comes, let's go to Qingfeng Temple again."
Zheng Wanjun was very excited.
It is said that in later generations, with the development of information, she has seen countless beautiful sceneries through short videos.
However, it is ancient times now.
Her area of activities was limited to the back street of the academy.
She couldn't even set foot anywhere further away, let alone go out to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
Alas, what a miserable ancient time! And she still had to endure it for many more years.
Wait, not necessarily! If she demonstrates sufficient ability and wins a certain status at home, she will have the right to speak.
The economic base determines the superstructure.
The Zheng family is not poor, but they are not wealthy either.
In ancient times, merchants did not have a high status, and his father was a scholar. When Zheng Wanjun rashly did business, Lady Wan was the first one to disagree.
Making glass and purifying alcohol seems to be possible.
Especially alcohol, which could save lives in ancient times.
There is also movable type printing!
Ji Xiaosi of the Ji family worked as a book printing apprentice in the bookstore. When Mrs. Wan talked to Zheng Wanjun about the gossip about the Ji family, she mentioned some things about book printing.
Only then did Zheng Wanjun realize that woodblock printing was still the norm in this era, rather than the more advanced and convenient movable type printing.
If she could develop movable type printing, it would not only benefit the country and the people, but also help her father gain fame in Shilin.
Leaning in his mother's arms, the carriage swaying beneath him, Zheng Wanjun's thoughts became increasingly distracted.
Suddenly, the carriage stopped abruptly! Wan Niangzi and Zheng Wanjun, who were sitting in the carriage, rushed forward suddenly due to inertia.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Mrs. Wan reacted quickly. She supported the carriage with one hand and hugged her daughter with the other. Only then did the mother and daughter stabilize themselves.
"What happened?"
Madam Wan's tone was a little stiff.
This carriage was not hired, but belonged to the Zheng family.
The coachman who drove the carriage was also a servant of the Zheng family.
Madam Wan was instinctively displeased that her own servant was so careless in his work.
“Madam, the carriage in front seems to have hit someone, and there was a commotion, and many people gathered around, and the road was blocked!”
The driver held the reins tightly and explained to Miss Wan anxiously.
"Did you hit someone?"
Madam Wan frowned slightly. Could it be that the powerful family was too domineering, riding their horses in the city and injuring innocent people?
"Yes! Do you want me to go ahead and take a look?"
The driver asked cautiously.
It's not about joining in the fun, but to see if the trouble ahead can be solved.
If the noise keeps going on, the road will always be blocked.
But the lady and the young lady still had to go out, so they couldn't just wait there.
If it doesn't work, you should consider changing the route.
"No, you just need to take care of the carriage. Mother Sun, go down and take a look!"
Madam Wan shouted outside the car.
"yes!"
The old woman who was following the carriage outside heard the order and responded quickly.
She was not a maiden of the Zheng family, but Miss Wan's concubine.
Her husband and son were outside, helping Wan Niangzi manage her dowry.
Her daughter was Zheng Wanjun's maid.
The family's deeds are in Madam Wan's hands, and Madam Sun is the most loyal.
After receiving the order from her master, Mother Sun trotted to the front, squeezed into the crowd, and saw the scene of the "car accident" clearly.
and the parties involved in the accident.
Huh? Mother Sun's eyes widened, and there was a hint of excitement on her face.
After standing for a while and listening to the passers-by around them talking about the entire process of the car accident, Mother Sun began to understand something.
After squeezing out of the crowd, Mother Sun trotted back to the carriage.
"Madam, it was a carriage that hit an old beggar who was passing by."
"The person in the carriage is Madam Gu from the Zhao family!"
After hearing the previous sentence, Madam Wan's face turned a little unhappy - there really is a madman who rides a horse and injures civilians.
After hearing the latter part of the conversation, Wan Niangzi's brows furrowed even more.
Gu family?
She is a sickly and weak person with no opinion of her own. She is not a rebellious person at all.
Could it be that someone was blackmailing her? In recent years, Wan Niangzi has been accompanying her husband and living a low-key life in the market.
Therefore, she was quite familiar with the despicable tricks used by scoundrels and ruffians in the market.
Not to mention, there was a bunch of rogues in the back street of their academy! Gu was also known for being easy to deceive.
If it weren't for her parents' and husband's families taking turns to visit the county, the Ji family would have found Gu's mother and son long ago.
Even so, as Gu moved in, some "strange stories" about her began to spread among the neighbors.
How come her husband's family cheated her out of hundreds of taels of silver, but she didn't ask for it back and instead continued to be one of their family.
What a lie. She trusted her relatives so easily that she almost lost all her family fortune. If it weren't for the wise advice of the county magistrate, both Gu's mother and son would have starved to death.
What's the point of paying a premium to buy a liar's heirloom sword? You gave him the silver, but he doesn't want the sword!
And her good-intentioned help to Ji Sanlang's family gave the neighbors the most intuitive and profound understanding of the Gu family's absurdity.
"Could it be that the Gu family's reputation has spread to the market?"
Every time you go out, you get scammed by an old beggar?
Madam Wan muttered to herself.
She really looked down on Gu's weakness and uselessness, but after all, they were neighbors, and her husband still valued Zhao Qingyun very much.
Now that you have encountered it, you can’t just ignore it!
Wan Niangzi, who was used to taking care of others, sighed helplessly and said to her daughter, "You wait in the car, I'll go down and take a look!"
If he really is a blackmailer, hand him over to the authorities directly.
Although the county magistrate was not a good official, he was not too stupid! And Miss Wan was even more confident because of her family background, so she was not afraid of the so-called county magistrate at all...
PS: It’s almost the end of the month, and there will be new monthly tickets. My dears, you know what I mean, hehe!
(End of this chapter)
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