There is Room For the Poor Daughter - Chapter 41
[Chapter 41, Trouble]
“Girl, come and see, the two pots of red plums you and the old lady bought have sprouted.” Early in the
morning, Wang Man’er’s cheerful voice reached Daohua’s ears.
Daohua curled up in the warm blanket and wriggled for a while, then went on to sleep.
“Girl, it’s time to get up. You have to go to class after dinner. If you’re late, Mr. Qin will give you a hard time.” Seeing that Daohua didn’t move, Wang Man’er went directly to the bed and began to mutter.
Since serving the eldest girl, she has known that the eldest girl has difficulty getting up, and every time she gets up, she procrastinates as long as she can. If she doesn’t watch carefully, the eldest girl can lie down on the bed at noon.
“Don’t worry, Mrs. Qin will be informed about what happened at the dinner table yesterday. If she wants to continue teaching at the Yan family, she will be more sensible.” Dao Hua said while lying on the bed with her eyes narrowed.
Yesterday, her fourth brother directly proposed to change his wife in front of everyone.
At that time, the three big bosses of the Yan family, her grandmother, her father, and her mother did not express their objection clearly.
As long as Mr. Qin has a brain, he knows that nothing can happen at this time.
Wang Man’er: “Then it’s time to get up, the old lady woke up early, maybe she’s already waiting for you to have breakfast.”
Hearing this, Dao Hua flopped on the bed a few times before sitting up sleepily.
Seeing the appearance of the big girl who is usually like a little adult, Wang Maner was very happy: “Girl, I will help you get dressed.”
Daohua waved his hand: “I will wear it myself, you go and prepare the washing water.” After getting
out of the bed, the house The cold air in the room immediately swept in, Daohua shivered, and quickly put on the clothes placed beside the bed.
The life of Yan’s family is not rich, although there are charcoal cases in winter, but not many.
She still has Mrs. Li’s private help here, but the charcoal in the house can’t last a night.
In the entire Yan family’s backyard, only the charcoal fire in the old lady’s yard is sufficient.
After Daohua’s dress was put on, Wang Man’er came in with a basin: “Girl, the hot water is here, you can wash up.”
“Yes!”
Daohua walked over to take the handkerchief, and quickly cleaned herself again.
When she was sitting at the dressing table, she saw Wang Maner moving two pots of red plums over: “Girl, look, how well the buds of these two red plums bloom?”
Daohua nodded perfunctorily.
Can it be opened? Since Hongmei bought it back, she would quietly insert Hongmei into the black soil in the space for half an hour before going to bed almost every night.
The black soil of space is the most fertile, and after being nourished for so long, as long as the red plums don’t really wither, they should bloom.
“Hey, girl, did you turn over the soil in the red plums?” Wang Man’er had sharp eyes and found that the soil in the potted plants had been turned over.
Daohua said calmly, “I was ventilating Hongmei.”
Wang Man’er looked puzzled, did he mention ventilating the soil?
Daohua didn’t want Wang Man’er to get to the bottom of it, so she hurriedly said, “Okay, come quickly and comb my hair.”
She can wear this dress by herself, but I’m sorry, she really can’t handle it by herself.
If she wants to do it, there is only one chirping bun.
Afterwards, Daohua and Mrs. Li went to Songhe Courtyard to greet Mrs. Yan, and after eating at her place, they went directly to class.
Sure enough, with what happened yesterday, Mrs. Qin’s life is much better. When she went to the female celebrity in the afternoon, she glanced at the needle hole on Daohua’s finger, frowned, and told her not to move the needle.
Daohua smiled and said: “Master, I haven’t studied for a long time. If I don’t work hard, I may not even be able to embroider purses in the future. Don’t worry, I won’t do much, just move my fingers in class.” Without
the needle, wouldn’t she just have to sit in class in the afternoon?
Qin Zi said with a straight face, “As you like.” After finishing speaking, he ignored Dao Hua and began to check the embroidery of Yan Yihuan and others, pointing out some corrections from time to time.
After Daohua saw it, she smiled silently.
Sometimes, she really felt that Mr. Qin’s brain was flawed.
With such an obvious targeting of her, is it certain that the Yan family will not resign for Aunt Lin’s sake? Or decided that the Yan family can no longer find a second female wife to replace her in Linyi County?
A few days passed in a blink of an eye.
One afternoon, Mrs. Qin had something to do, and Nuhong didn’t attend class, so Daohua came to Songhe Courtyard to accompany Mrs. Yan.
During this period of time, Daohua learned martial arts from Wang Man’er, no, to be precise, she should learn boxing.
Wang Man’er’s kung fu can’t be called kung fu at all, it can only be regarded as more flexible in fists and feet than ordinary people.
However, it cannot be said that what she knows is just some embroidered legs, because Daohua discovered that there is a shadow of Tai Chi in Wang Maner’s gestures.
“My father said that women are inherently weaker than men in strength. There is no need to learn kung fu that is too strong. The kung fu that overcomes strength with softness is the most suitable for women.” These are Wang Man’er’s original words.
Daohua thought it made sense, so she started to learn it seriously. After she learned all the moves, she removed some complicated and difficult moves, and recompiled a simple version of ‘Tai Chi’.
So, Mrs. Yan went into the room.
Daohua stood in front, and Mrs. Yan stood behind, and the two were slowly making gestures.
Even Grandma Sun happily stood aside, making gestures with the two of them.
And Wang Man’er stood aside, pointing out the irregular movements of the few people from time to time.
Until the evening, when Yan Zhigao came down to the yamen with Yan Wenxiu and other grandchildren to pay their respects, the old lady Yan and the others stopped still.
Looking at his mother with a slightly sweaty forehead and a ruddy complexion, Yan Zhigao was in a better mood: “Mother, what are you doing?”
Mrs. Yan took the handkerchief handed over by Grandma Sun, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said with a smile, “I’m learning boxing from Daohua. Don’t tell me, just move around. I feel a lot lighter.”
Yan Zhigao was stunned for a moment, then looked at the eldest daughter with the same ruddy face: “You really let your grandmother punch you? Then you have to be careful, your grandmother is old, it would be bad if she sprained her.”
Dao Hua He smiled and said: “Father, don’t worry, the boxing I taught my grandmother is very simple, just move your hands and feet.”
Yan Zhigao saw that the old lady was in good spirits, so he didn’t say any more.
Soon, Mrs. Li ordered someone to serve the food.
At the dinner table, Yan Zhigao kept frowning. After the old lady Yan saw it, she asked with concern: “Zhi Gao, what’s bothering you?”
Yan Zhigao saw the old mother and children looking at him with concern. I thought for a while and said: “After entering the twelfth lunar month, there have been several heavy snowfalls in succession. My son is worried that those refugees who have just been resettled may not be able to survive.”
Hearing this, the dinner table was silent.
The old lady Yan was silent for a while, and asked: “The refugees have no food, or can’t they handle the cold?”
Yan Zhigao sighed, “The main reason is that there is no food.”
Dao Hua asked: “Father, is the county government Is there a granary? Can’t open a granary to release the grain?”
Yan Zhigao shook his head: “Opening a granary to release the grain requires the approval of the imperial court. Moreover, when the refugees were resettled, the granary has already been opened once. Now, the granary in the yamen There is not much food left.”
Dao Hua thought for a while and then asked: “There are many rich families in Linyi County, can’t we ask them to donate some?”
Yan Zhigao looked up at the eldest daughter, a little surprised that she Knowing this, he explained: “Generally speaking, if the county is in trouble, the rich and rich families will donate some, but they have already donated once before. Otherwise, there are so many refugees, and the father can’t do it. They settled down.”
(End of chapter)
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