Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

Shitou Village, a small village with only more than 20 households. During the war, all the males in the village were confiscated, and all women were left. Shitou Village was called a widow’s village. The widow, the old lady in charge is in charge of the women in the village.

Fortunately for her, the women in the village survived the war.

After the men were conscripted, they stopped dealing with outsiders and lived with their children. Only the shopkeeper occasionally brought some salt over to exchange something with them.

The old woman of the village chief’s house was called Lao Zhao by the people in the village. She was a sturdy old woman. She was thin and withered, but she had a lot of strength. She was bigger than the young guy. She had gray hair and wore ragged clothes all day long. He also took two daughters-in-law to dig the cellar and raise chickens and ducks in the cellar.

The women in the village all learn to do this, otherwise they will be raised outside, and the small officials may be taken away.

When the women went to work in the field, the children were all sent to the village chief's house for Mrs. Zhao's eldest daughter-in-law to take.

All the women in the village were in one place, and they survived the famine or the war.

The children also survived, thanks to the strong command of Mrs. Zhao.

Later, the salesman did not come again for a long time, and they did not dare to go out when the village had run out of salt.

It was the shopkeeper who reappeared before they switched to salt, but the shopkeeper told them that the dynasty has changed. Today's emperor is a good emperor, and he collects very little tax from farming, and women can have private property even if they establish a household.

"Lady Zhao!" The woman ran into the village chief's house. She excitedly said to Lao Zhao who was sitting in the courtyard picking vegetables, "The shopkeeper brought salt!"

Mrs. Zhao also stood up excitedly when she heard the words, and she followed out: "How much salt did you give?"

The woman danced with her hands and said, "I gave a car! And said that salt is cheaper now! Official salt is cheaper than private salt!"

Mrs. Zhao was taken aback: "Official salt?"

I haven't heard of official salt for 800 years.

The woman nodded: "He said that the dynasty has changed outside! The emperor has changed!"

Mrs. Zhao: "Really changed?"

The woman is silly and happy: "I changed it, and said that no land tax was collected in the first three years of the new dynasty, and women can also set up households!"

The women laughed silly.

Mrs. Zhao's small eyes narrowed.

The woman narrowed her expression and instantly became cramped.

Mrs. Zhao said vigilantly: "If he says you believe it?"

The woman whispered, "So much salt, he couldn't get so much before."

The woman felt that what she said was very reasonable: "He just lied to us, what can he lie?"

Mrs. Zhao scolded her: "I really praise you for saying you are stupid!"

"The little baby in our village!"

The woman's face turned blue for an instant, and she managed to support her only daughter, and she would be pointing to this daughter for the rest of her life. If her daughter is snatched away, then she will have no energy.

"Then... what should I do? He is at the entrance of the village..." The woman said, she turned and walked back, "I'll get a hoe! Kill him and bury him, no one knows we are here again!"

Her tone was quick and anxious, obviously not the first time she had done this kind of thing.

There used to be bandits who stepped on the road, once they were spotted by them, they did just that.

There are no men in the village, all women. If someone breaks into the village, a woman can't even die.

When they killed for the first time, none of them dared to do it.

It was the old lady Zhao who took the only rusty knife left in the village, wiped the man's neck like a chicken, and bleed the blood.

They found a place to bury the person after the person died.

Later, the women in the village learned to take up arms to protect themselves.

There are hoes at the door of every house, if there is anything, they can hug them with the hoes.

Fortunately, there were not many gangsters who attacked them. They stepped on them and died. They couldn't figure out how many men and weapons there were in the village, so they didn't come to the door rashly.

So the women in the village listened very much to Mrs. Zhao.

Because it turns out that what Mrs. Zhao said and did was all right.

No one will question Granny Zhao's decision, and when everyone is united, their strength should not be underestimated.

The shopkeeper didn't know that his life might be ruined in this widow village.

He was still talking to the women in the village about outside matters.

"A lot of new houses have been built!" The shopkeeper smiled, his hands exaggeratedly compared, "My parents and my daughter-in-law and I have also been assigned a house. From now on, I will be a salt seller hired by the government! I buy more and the price is even higher. Lower!"

He shared with the women excitedly: "I only have one female doll, but now the female doll can also recruit extras when she grows up. The baby born is still my surname. If her man bullies her, he will drive her out and find another one. better one!"

He said he was a merchandiser, but he was not too young. He injured his body when escaping from the war, and could no longer have a child, so he held the girl in his palm and raised the girl in the palm of his hand.

The women exclaimed again and again.

Is it so good now?

Is what the shopkeeper said true?

The shopkeeper wouldn't hurt his head and say something crazy, right?

I don't know who shouted: "Lady Zhao is here!"

The women all gave way.

Mrs. Zhao walked over from the road separated by this person and walked in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper knew that the old lady was in charge of the village, and he quickly said: "Look, old lady, all I sent this time is good salt! Fine salt! I can't buy it with money!"

He knew that the women in this village had no money, but every time they came, they exchanged goods. The women would exchange some chickens, ducks, or eggs for him. Although they didn’t earn much, the mosquitoes were meat no matter how young they were. Still willing to earn this hard money.

He is also a kindhearted person. He feels that the life of widows in a village is difficult. When the days were difficult, he was afraid that other merchandisers would leak their affairs to the gangsters, so he always went out in the middle of the night and brought salt.

"Tie him." Mrs. Zhao gave an order. Although the women didn't know what happened, they still tied the merchandiser to the ground with a rope.

The shopkeeper's eyes widened and furiously resisted. He shouted: "What are you doing?! I haven't harmed you! You can't take revenge!"

Mrs. Zhao looked at him gloomily: "If you are telling the truth, you will naturally be let go. If you are telling lies, you won't have to go out of this village again in the future."

The shopkeeper was frightened. He was helped in the yard of Mrs. Zhao's house. A rusty knife was placed in front of him. There was a red mark on the handle of the knife, which was a trace of blood that had not been scrubbed.

What blood is that?

Chicken blood?Duck blood?Or... human blood?

The salesman was tied to the ground and dared not move. He cursed in his heart that he should not be a good person.

Good people are not rewarded.

If you didn't want them to be difficult, just give them salt.

Before the shopkeeper could speak, he received a stick in the back of the head.

The sky was spinning around in an instant, and the merchant's eyes were blurred.

It was already night when he woke up again.

"Old lady..." The shopkeeper was lying on the ground, with a gray face. He didn't dare to say hard words, but dared to ask each other, "We have no grievances in the past and we have no enmity in the past. These years, the mountain roads are steep, and I will also bring a car to you Give salt, even if you don’t miss me, don’t kill me..."

"My parents, daughters-in-law, and my baby are waiting for me at home."

Mrs. Zhao sat next to him, and Mrs. Zhao said, "You said, the dynasty has changed outside?"

Shopkeeper: "What do I lie to you!"

Mrs. Zhao said: "You can talk carefully."

The shopkeeper explained the events of the past few years clearly, saying that he is now a salt dealer hired by the government, and he is assigned to the house. The family has a shelter and there are no bandits outside. The court soldiers will be on the street. On patrols, those local ruffians dared not commit crimes, and the people's life was easier than ever.

Men can find work as long as they have strength, and so can women as long as they are willing to get out of the house.

And women can recruit extras and establish female households.

Establishing female households can have private property.

Don't worry about being taken away.

"In this case, old lady, I'll go with you." Mrs. Zhao personally untied the salesman.

Said to the women around: "If I don't come back by that time, you don't care about me, you still have to live your life, the Ertou family is a success, you can listen to her if I don't come back."

"If what he said is true, I will come back and take you out."

The women are scared, and Mrs. Zhao is their backbone.

It was the second wife who stood up and said, "Don't worry! The old lady is a success!"

The women were quiet now.

Mrs. Zhao helped the shopkeeper up and took off a gold bracelet from her wrist.

This is the dowry passed down to her by her mother, and she was not willing to take it up when the family was the most difficult.

She stuffed the gold bracelet into the trader's hand: "You are wronged by the younger generation. If you take these two bracelets for you, you can also buy something for your home."

Even if the shopkeeper had a terrible anger, his anger disappeared when he saw the gold bracelet.

This gold bracelet earned more than he had earned after running for half a year. It was still a solid gold bracelet!

"What's the matter!" The shopkeeper grinned, "I know the old lady, you are a solid person! You never wronged a good person."

Early the next morning, Mrs. Zhao followed the shopkeeper.

The women in the village took them a long way, and many people were wiping tears.

The children were dragged by their mother and watched Mrs. Zhao leave.

"Mother, where are they going?" Little Wawa raised her head and asked her mother.

The mother said anxiously: "They are going outside."

Little Wawa has never left the village since she was born. He wondered: "Where is the outside? Is there anyone outside?"

The mother hugged him, crying with tears and her nose: "My mother is from outside, and my mother's family is in the village outside!"

As soon as she cried, other women also began to cry.

My natal family is also home.

Married women also miss her natal family.

Who knows if her family is still there?

Little Wawa didn't quite understand, but mother cried, and he cried too.

The widow’s village was soon overwhelmed by cries.

They wished that what the shopkeeper said was true.

The emperor has really changed outside, and women can really set up households, and they don’t have to pay taxes for three years of farming.

If that's the case, they will set up a longevity tablet for the shopkeeper and give him incense every day.