Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

Gu Chunzhu washed the dishes and sat in the room to start worrying.

The house was really poor, and there was only a little bit of rice in the rice tank, and in the basket of potatoes, she counted, and there were only six potatoes the size of a slap, and there was something hidden in the memory of the original owner, and there was only a small bowl of pork oil and a small half can of salt.

It's cold outside. That's enough food to eat for two or three days at most. Su Wangqin went out and didn't say when to return. Gu Chunzhu decided not to wait for him to die. There are many beasts in the mountain. What if Su Wangqin died in the mountain?

She walked up to the locked crate and opened the lock three or two times, opening one of them with three layers of red paper and three layers outside.

Is it a silver pigeon, the only dowry brought by Gu Chunzhu from her mother's house, or is it her sister-in-law who snuck it up to her?

After spending ten taels of silver, Su Wangqin married back a fat, lazy and lazy woman like the original master. She didn't even look at the children. Gu Chunzhu was in a hurry for him. The original master's mother's family was not a thing, like selling a daughter.

She didn't have time to complain. She looked at the sky and was about to push the door out. She was about to walk out the door and thought of two children nestled at the roots of the wall.

“I'm going out. You guys wait for me at home. I'll bring you some good food.” Gu Chunzhu turned his head and said to the two children who had washed their faces but were dressed in wrecked clothes that did not match their faces very well.

The eyes of the two children were bright, their heads slightly moved, and there was no emotion in their eyes.

Gu Chunzhu thought about it. Perhaps the original owner often lied to the child.

She was about to go out. The cold wind poured in at the door made her sweat upside down again. Gu Chunzhu folded back into the house and gave birth to a plate of carbon, which allowed two children to sleep in her bed, so she went out with confidence.

Gu Chunzhu touched the town along the path he remembered.

In the pawnshop, she was wearing a pair of silver shavings, and the boss said it was empty, filled with dirt, and would only give one or two silver.

Gu Chunzhu added two cents to his boss when he wore his skin. Finally, Gu Chunzhu walked out of the pawnshop with one or two cents of silver in his arms, like he was holding hundreds of millions of dollars. From time to time, he touched it and feared losing it.

Seeing the darkness, she went to the grain store to buy 20 kilos of brown rice, spent 60 cents, and asked the store owner for a broken basket to carry. She went to the drugstore and bought another bottle of golden sores, which cost five dollars.

It is definitely a difficult ancient life. Medicine is extraordinarily expensive. Gu Chunzhu also bit his teeth and bought it. This child is inevitable to grow up and bump into it. It is also top used when he is ready.

When I think of the two children's rugged clothes, I don't know how many holes have been broken. Gu Chunzhu bought some needle threads again. Asked the people in Bu Zhuang how many pieces of cloth they asked for. There were only six cents left for the money to be made as a silver pigeon.

Gu Chunzhu decided to kill him and couldn't spend the money on the bottom of this chest. He hurriedly prepared to go home. When he passed a bakery, his footsteps had to be paused again.

“Sister-in-law, would you like to buy a bag?” The old lady selling the bags waved to Gu Chunzhu.

Smelling the meat smell of the bun, Gu Chunzhu's stomach stirred for a while. She covered her stomach and put it together. "How can I sell this bun? ”

“There's only two pieces of meat left, two pennies for the meat.” The old lady lifted the steamer and revealed two fat, white meat buns with hot air.

Gu Chunzhu couldn't help but swallow a sip of spit. He reached out and touched the silver in his arms. Both pieces of money could buy half a kilo of brown rice.

The buns are expensive and exceed her consumption level.

“Come back another time.” Gu Chunzhu struggled not to look past his eyes and was ready to go.

“Sister-in-law, these are the last two, if you want to take them all, I will charge you three pennies. You go home at night and the kids are hungry. My bag is famous in town. You should bring it back to the kids for a taste.” The old lady said in one word that Gu Chunzhu's heart was at a loss.

Ann and Xiaocheng haven't tasted the bun yet, have they?

Gu Chunzhu sighed in her heart. She looked down at herself and saw that she had a perforated cloth shoe. When she raised her head, her eyes were glowing:

“Ma'am, I bought two bags of three pennies. You can give me a bun. ”

“I can't give it away. This bun is also made of the finest noodles. One has to sell a penny. Sister-in-law is really good.” The old lady was scared to look white and hurried to wave her hand.

Gu Chunzhu's face flashed red, all for a living. She continued to cut the price: “Madam, I haven't tasted the bun in my family. If it tastes good, it will definitely come. ”

The old lady hesitated for a while and carefully measured Gu Chunzhu's clothing, the cheapest coarsest clothing. Probably eat the bun once in a lifetime. The old lady comforts herself with her heart and treats it as a good deed.

“All right, all right, I'll wrap it up for you. Go home.” The old lady said she had two bags of paper and a white bun.

Gu Chunzhu handed over the last three cents of money and thanked him: “Thank you, ma'am. I'll buy the bags next time and look for you. ”

The old lady shook her head helplessly and gave Gu Chunzhu's back. She also began to close the stall.

When Gu Chunzhu returned to Xiaohe Village at night, the moon hung high in the sky to follow the road. Gu Chunzhu carried a back basket, her chest was swollen and drummed. She feared that the bag would cool off and came back all the way.

Pushing the door of the house, there was no more charcoal-fired hot air in the house. The whole house was dark. There was no movement. Gu Chunzhu's chest flashed a little panic. He hurriedly put down his back basket and shouted: “Xiaocheng, An. ”

“Here we are...” The weak screaming sound of the kitten came from the roots of the wall.

Gu Chunzhu searched for the oil lamp and lit it with a fire folder. He found that the two children were still leaning against the roots of the wall and clustering with each other for heating.

“Why don't you light the lights?” Gu Chunzhu blamed him.

Two kids Cersei shrunk, no answer.

Gu Chunzhu realized that the original master had caused a huge shadow in the mind of the two children, and slowed down his tone and explained:

“It's so cold and so dark at night, you don't light oil lamps, you don't light charcoal pots, what if you get sick? Come on, don't stay on the floor. Get in bed. ”

Gu Chunzhu's words had just fallen, and Ann at the root of the wall suddenly cried out.

“Don't cry. What's wrong?” Gu Chunzhu hastily walked past.

Xiaocheng wrapped his sister tightly around Gu Chunzhu's gaze. He was bored and said: "Ann, go to sleep and wet the bed. Don't hit her, hit me if you want to get angry. ”

Gu Chunzhu frowned and Ann was still young. She rarely slept in bed. She burned charcoal pot in the house and slept comfortably. Naturally, she urinated in her dreams. There was no way.

She saw the look of two children scared, heartbroken, touching the drums out of their arms, handing them over, softly saying, "No obstacle, let's see what I brought you back. ”