Glancing at the razor blade in her hand, Su Jiaoniang prepared to visit the original owner's family home.
Although the daughter raised by the old scholar was not wealthy, she was beautiful and literate, which must have been the result of careful upbringing. In the end, because the family fell into poverty, she agreed to the matchmaker's proposal in order to earn money for her elderly father's medical treatment.
After becoming a widow, she rarely returned to her parents' home. Old Zhu was worried that she was taking things from the Lu family to her parents' home and suspected that she was supporting them financially, so she always returned empty-handed. The original owner of this body, being concerned about her reputation, naturally wouldn't do something like that.
With my younger brother now married and has children, he also needs to support his own family.
Thinking about it this way, Su Jiaoniang almost suffocated.
Being broke is absolutely unacceptable; the hardships of being broke cannot be adequately described by the word "bitter."
Finding a moment of respite, Su Jiaoniang headed towards the neighboring village. As she was leaving, she glanced at the three children in the courtyard. Xiao Futu seemed a little taller, Xiao Ya a little fairer, and Xiao Changsheng was holding a piece of cake, taking a lick, and a smile appeared on his fair and tender face.
She has a very cute child, but she feels like she has raised him wrong.
I've gotten fat and I'm balding!
He's lost that air of a rich young master.
If the little one's family doesn't come soon, after a while, even his own mother might not recognize him. How much can a person change? You'll know once he gets a little chubby.
Su Jiaoniang carried a few steamed buns and followed the country road to the neighboring Xiushui Village.
The most dilapidated house in the village was the original owner's maternal home.
She walked into the yard and saw two children playing in the mud. The children's clothes were patched and patched, but fortunately they looked clean.
Su Jiaoniang walked into the courtyard and was about to speak when she saw a strange man come out of the main room. A look of doubt flashed across her face as she asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"This is my home, of course I'm here," the man said matter-of-factly, before beating up the children playing in the mud in the yard.
Su Jiaoniang frowned: "What's going on? Isn't this the Su family home?"
"The Su family? No, you're looking for Old Scholar Su? He moved three years ago. It's said that the youngest son of the Su family went into business on the water, and we don't know where he moved to. We paid one tael of silver to take over the courtyard." The stranger saw Su Jiaoniang give a few perfunctory words before his wife, as if guarding against a thief, pulled him by the ear and dragged him into the house.
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