Chapter 18 Returning Home (1)
As expected, money makes things easier. In less than half an hour, the carriage was filled to the brim: rice, pork, soybean oil, eggs, various beans, fragrant soap, bath beans, large bathtubs, charcoal basins, charcoal, and so on. They were piled from the floor of the carriage to the ceiling. Caiwei stopped only when there was no more room.
"Well, this time it's almost done!"
After getting in the carriage, Caiwei tapped her tired arm and looked around the carriage with satisfaction.
Haha, it's really rich, with everything you need. With these things, the miserable refugee appearance of my mother and my brothers and sisters should soon improve!
She thought.
My mother was only 29 years old. She should have been a rare beauty, but because of long-term hard work and hardship, she was tortured like a dehydrated old cucumber, with chicken skin and yellow face, hunched shoulders and hunched back, looking very anxious.
There are also two younger brothers. The two children are very good-looking. They are cute little boys with good facial features. However, due to long-term malnutrition, they have grown into two bean sprouts with big heads and small bodies.
Sister Caiwei is already ten years old this year. Girls from ordinary families have been kept in the boudoir at this age and never go out of the house. But Fei'er has to be like a man, digging wild vegetables in the mountains, picking firewood, fetching water from the stream, washing clothes, and wearing cold and hot weather, wind and sun, and her originally delicate white tofu-like skin has been ruined into a plateau red...
They should have a few days of good life and enjoy themselves!
She has the ability and responsibility to let them live a good life. Since she occupies Mu Caiwei's body, she should take care of her family. What's more, she has already regarded them as her dearest and most beloved people!
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Winter in the north is extremely cold and the days are short. After the hour of You, the sky is covered with a layer of black curtain, and there is no light. In the night, the carriage with carriages, braving the cold wind and stepping on the snow, slowly drove into Mujia Village.
In the carriage, Mrs. Du held a basket of eggs and leaned cautiously in the corner of the carriage, fearing that the carriage would shake and break these precious eggs.
Her expression was both excited and nervous. She
was excited that her children could finally have enough food and no one would go hungry anymore. There were also good things in the carriage. When the children saw them later, who knew how happy they would be! She
was nervous because her father-in-law had said that he would keep the money from selling the pig for them. If her father-in-law knew that most of the ten taels of silver from selling the pig had been spent, she didn't know if he would be angry and take his anger out on her!
"Hey, Wei'er..." Mrs. Du hesitated.
Caiwei was leaning on a huge bag of white rice with her eyes closed. When she heard the noise, she opened her eyes.
"Tell me, if your grandfather knew that we spent so much money, would he be unhappy?"
Caiwei curled her lips and sneered, "We spend our own money, what does it have to do with him?"
"Hey! That being said, your grandfather said that he would keep the money from selling the pig for us, hey..." Mrs. Du sighed repeatedly, and a trace of worry appeared on her yellow and thin face.
She was very conflicted. The reason why she did not stop her daughter from buying frantically just now was that she thought that the remaining silver would fall into the pocket of the eldest wife, and she was unwilling to let it go, so she wanted to spend all the silver; but on the other hand, she was also very afraid that her mother-in-law was not an ordinary shrew. She had slapped her face with the sole of her shoe, punished her to kneel in the ancestral hall for a whole day in the cold winter, and almost pawned her to Zhang the butcher in the next village behind her husband's back...
If they knew that the money from selling the pig was not handed over to them, but was spent by the mother and daughter on their own initiative, who knows how they would torture her!