Chapter 67 Selling Myself to Bury My Husband
The third day of the Lunar New Year.
It is suitable for traveling, praying and burial.
Don’t go out when there is early morning glow, but go out when there is evening glow.
Early in the morning, the sky was filled with bright red rays of light.
This...I'm afraid it's going to rain!
Jiang Miaomiao's travel plan was ruined and she was a little depressed.
After drinking milk and pooping, he nestled lazily in his mother's arms.
Contrary to his usual behavior, he didn't turn over or pick his toes.
Looking listless.
But her mother and brother were very anxious!
"Nannan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Mother touched her forehead, then touched her own forehead, "You don't have a fever?"
Then he checked her whole body again, "Nannan, are you in pain anywhere? Does your stomach hurt?"
Probably not. I would cry if it hurts.
This is the moment when I feel like I'm not interested in anything.
Even clay dolls couldn't attract her anymore.
"Mom, my sister might want to go out and play!" Jiang Ziyan said thoughtfully.
There have been many people visiting these days, but none of them were able to go to the temple fair.
Then, my sister became like this.
"Okay! Then let's go to the temple fair today and bring a few more umbrellas." Lu Qingyao smiled and touched her son's head.
After all, he is still a child, and he still has a childlike innocence. He uses his sister to make excuses!
The good or bad weather is not something they consider at all.
Sure enough, Jiang Miaomiao became delighted when she heard her mother agreed.
Jiang Ziyan saw his sister's eyes shining.
He actually guessed it right!
But such a young kid is so playful, it will be a big deal when he grows up.
Fortunately, he was much older than his sister, and when his sister grew up, he would be able to protect her...
Jiang Miaomiao and her family went to the temple fair outside Puji Temple again.
She was quite impressed by the place.
Last time, Sister Qiaoer almost lost her innocence here.
But Liu Fugui and Aunt Wang, who plotted against her, were both paralyzed...
For those who have done so many evil things, leaving them at the mercy of others, without any ability to fight back, must be living a life worse than death...
"Mom, is there anything Miaomiao can eat?"
Jiang Zifeng looked at his sister in a daze and wanted to find something to attract her attention.
I often hear the old people in the village say this.
A baby who is often in a daze has not developed a good brain and will become stupid, so you need to entertain her often.
When Jiang Miaomiao heard someone calling her name, she instantly came back to her senses and looked at her elder brother who was eating candied haws.
Big brother is so nice!
He ate delicious food and didn't forget her.
Lu Qingyao glanced around and said, "Miaomiao is still young and can only drink milk."
There's really nothing to eat!
But Jiang Miaomiao's mind was not on eating.
Maybe it's because he is still a baby, so he naturally has an appetite only for milk.
She rolled her big eyes and looked around.
Even if the weather is bad, it does not affect people's enthusiasm for attending the temple fair.
There are many activities at the temple fair, including fireworks, lion dancing, and even women's sumo wrestling and iron flower making...
What Jiang Miaomiao was most interested in was women's sumo wrestling.
Isn’t it said that women in ancient times were very conservative and had to wear a veil even when going out?
But these female sumo wrestlers wear single clothes, bare their chests and abdomens, and fight with their flesh...
This wonderful grace attracted countless people to watch.
It also attracted Jiang Miaomiao's family.
Lu Qingyao felt that it was not suitable for children to watch, so she took her sons somewhere else.
Jiang Miaomiao felt lost.
Suddenly I saw a crowd of people in front of me, and a group of people gathered around me.
Then the sound of a woman crying was heard again.
It’s better not to join in this kind of fun.
Lu Qingyao subconsciously wanted to leave, but her daughter looked at her with a burning gaze, pointed in that direction, and babbled.
"Miaomiao wants to go see it?"
This little girl really loves to join in the fun!
When I led my children into the crowd, I saw a girl in mourning clothes kneeling there sobbing.
There was also a straw mat wrapped around him.
Jiang Miaomiao instantly felt regretful...
Is this a case of selling oneself to bury one's father?
It seemed inappropriate for her, a little baby, to see these things. After all, there was a dead person wrapped in the straw mat!
However, the sign hanging on the woman's chest caught the attention of the whole family.
Not selling myself to bury my father...
But she sold herself to bury her husband!
Burying husband?
In ancient times, people emphasized the three obediences and four virtues, and were required to remain faithful to their husbands or even die for them.
This... is there anything like this?
But the wooden sign also said, "I am only willing to be sold as a slave for fifteen taels of silver..."
A wealthy businessman passing by came over to take a look and became interested, "Girl, lift your head and take a look."
It is said that she is a slave, but once she sells herself into a slave, what she does and what she does is not her own control.
Then the woman raised her head.
This instantly caused a burst of exclamations from the crowd, followed by a flurry of discussion...
"Are you crazy? With such beauty and not a virgin, how can she be sold for fifteen taels? It's enough for me to buy a few maids!" The rich businessman curled his lips and muttered, then walked away with a lack of interest.
Someone in the crowd couldn't stand it and retorted, "They said they sold themselves as slaves, not concubines. Besides, burying a person costs so much money."
Someone laughed and said, "You have a kind heart, so you bought it?"
"No money!" The man shut up and left the crowd.
Gradually, many people dispersed.
Jiang Miaomiao looked at the woman, who looked to be in her early twenties and had a rather sturdy build.
He has fair skin, a square face, and looks honest and kind. I wouldn't say he's ugly, but he's not good-looking either.
Not a beauty in the traditional sense.
When the woman saw the crowd disperse, she didn't seem to panic, but she cried even louder.
Suddenly, she knelt down and hugged her mother's feet, begging: "Madam, please buy me! I am strong, can do any work, and can even read a few words..."
Jiang Miaomiao was frightened and held on to her mother's clothes tightly.
Lu Qingyao didn't think she was a liar, so she asked a brave passerby to help her look at the body under the straw mat.
"He is indeed dead!"
"What's your name? Where are you from? What happened to your husband? Why did he die at such a young age?"
When the woman heard her say this, she quickly let go of her hand and replied to her very respectfully.
"Madam, my name is Xiuxiu. My husband and I are both orphans. We grew up in Anjifang, Jiangzhou. I don't know where I am from, but perhaps I am from Jiangzhou..."
"A few days ago, my husband and I came to Puji Temple to worship Buddha. I heard that the incense here is very prosperous and that it is effective for praying for children. However, we encountered bandits. In order to save me, my husband died at the hands of the villains. I spent a lot of money to hire a doctor, but he still couldn't save me. Now I don't even have the money to buy a coffin... I can't let his body be exposed in the wilderness..."
Lu Qingyao hesitated.
"You are a good citizen, are you willing to sell yourself into slavery and serve others for the rest of your life?"
The woman wiped away her tears and looked up into Lu Qingyao's eyes. "If I meet a good family, I will have no objection. I am now alone and helpless. I will be bullied wherever I go. It would be better for me to find a place to stay, a roof over my head to shelter me from the wind and rain, and something to eat. I will be satisfied..."
Lu Qingyao was somewhat moved, and felt a sense of sympathy with him.
But I also wanted to ask clearly, after all, my daughter is still young, so if I want to buy one, I have to buy one that is loyal and reliable.
I have to ask the county magistrate to help investigate to prevent any bad guys from sneaking in...
She asked again, "Didn't you grow up in Anjifang? How come you can read?"
"Madam, you don't know that although Anjifang only takes in widows, widows, children, and the elderly, it also accepts some down-and-out nobles. Most of them are literate, and I learned a few words from them..."
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