Chapter 238 Quarrel
Zhang opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

In all these years since she married into the Feng family, her father-in-law has never said such harsh words to her.

Her face flushed and she turned back to the house.

No one looks down on her Yan'er, but that damn girl Sheng'er became arrogant after she made the acquaintance of a nobleman.

Don't think that she doesn't know that the little girl is secretly learning to read. It's just that she is busy and can't find the time to discipline her.

What my mother said was indeed right. Girls should not learn to read and write.

The more Zhang thought about it, the angrier she got. She got up and went out of the house, went to Feng Sheng's small room, took out the Thousand Character Classic from under her pillow, and tore it to pieces.

"Mom!" Feng Sheng rushed into the house and reached out to pick up the debris on the ground.

Zhang got angry, and when she saw her coming to pick up the paper, she stomped on it a few times, trying to crush it, but unexpectedly she stepped on Feng Sheng's hand.

Feng Sheng cried out in pain, which irritated Zhang, and she used even more strength.

Since he doesn't listen, what's the point of keeping her hand!

"Stop! You vicious woman!" Feng Dafu was one step behind. Seeing this scene, he was so shocked that his eyes were bloodshot. He stepped forward and slapped Zhang hard in the face.

Feng Lizheng and his group came up behind and there was a commotion in the small room.

The noise was so loud that it woke up Feng Yan who was sleeping in the opposite room.

He came over rubbing his eyes, not yet figuring out what was going on, but when he saw the slap mark on Zhang's face, he immediately flew into a rage. He didn't care that he was just a weak scholar and was about to pounce on Feng Dafu and fight him to the death.

"My mother worked so hard to support my education that she almost went blind. Why do you hit her?"

After all, he was his own son, so Feng Dafu could not bring himself to do anything harsh. He could only explain, "She stepped on Sheng'er's hand. If I hadn't stopped her, Sheng'er's hand would have been broken!"

Feng Yan wasn't going to listen to that. Besides, it was his mother's duty to educate his sister.

He glared at Feng Sheng, who was being hugged by Feng Lizheng, "It's all your fault, you troublemaker! As a woman, you actually want to learn to read and write like a man. You are simply going against the grain! Are you not satisfied until this family breaks up?"

After saying this, he still felt it was not enough, so he picked up the torn copy of "Thousand Character Classic" and tore it into even smaller pieces.

"You think you are worthy of studying? You are just wishful thinking!"

Feng Sheng stared at Feng Yan blankly. She felt like she was meeting her brother for the first time.

My brother, who is usually honest and simple and only cares about studying, thinks this way in his heart.

As a woman, I am not worthy of studying.

Is that really the case?
The other people in the family didn't know how to persuade them. The second wife had paid too little money to the government over the years, so they had never thought about sending their two children to school.

As for Feng Sheng secretly learning to read?
It’s not like I’m spending my family’s money, so I’ll just learn it. It’s good to know a few more words, at least I don’t have to be a blind man.

Feng Dagui looked at his father and motioned for his father to persuade him.

Feng Lizheng received the gaze from his youngest son and sighed secretly.

"Zhang, my Feng family can't keep you." When facing Zhang, Li Zheng Feng's eyes were cold.

Realizing that she might really be sent back to her parents' home, Zhang panicked and quickly knelt down.

"Father, I know I was wrong. Please don't send me back to my parents' home. Yan'er still has to take the imperial examination..."

Li Zheng Feng didn't say anything; he had made up his mind.

Marrying an unvirtuous wife will bring disaster to three generations.

What good is it for Zhang to earn money with her embroidery skills? She is confused and only knows how to spoil her son.

The good child was spoiled into having high expectations but poor skills, and he even wanted to get involved in such a serious matter that could lead to his death, without considering the fact that he has a large family.

When he delivered the goods to Taoyuanzhai, he specifically asked the shopkeeper about it. The shopkeeper was kind enough to remind him, "Don't get involved in anything."

In short, Zhang must leave today. Either divorce or be divorced, it's her choice.

If the eldest grandson wants to go with his mother, he can go to Zhang's house as well.

Under the dim light, Feng Lizheng's wrinkled face seemed to look even more ferocious.

Seeing that Li Zheng Feng was unmoved, Zhang suddenly laughed, got up from the ground, pointed at Li Zheng Feng and started scolding him.

"I have been married to your Feng family for many years, and I have given birth to children. Even if I have no credit, I have worked hard. Not to mention that the whole family relies on my embroidery work to support them. What? Now that you have hooked up with a noble man and have a way out, you want to burn your bridges after crossing the river?"

Hearing her say this, Feng Lizheng's eyes became even colder.

"Old woman, go get the account books of our family over the years." He turned his head and looked at his old wife.

Mrs. Lin nodded and went back to the house to get the notebook.

She is illiterate, and the symbols drawn on the notebook are only understandable to her.

Feng Lizheng stared at Zhang and said in a deep voice, "Start reading from the time Zhang married into the family."

Mrs. Lin opened the account book and found that page.

"Six months after Zhang's marriage, the eldest wife started to pay silver. In the first month, she paid 300 coins, in the second month, 500 coins, and every month thereafter, 500 coins."

"After Yan'er started to study, he received a subsidy of 700 coins from the government every month for his writing brushes, inkstones, and paper, but the eldest wife still only paid 500 coins..."

"...After calculating all these expenses, Zhang, the money you handed over was used to subsidize Yan'er's study expenses over the years. In total, the second house also made a lot of efforts to support Yan'er's studies..."

"…Although you are the one who pays for the tuition, we have never been stingy with the monthly pens, ink, paper and inkstone. Because you insisted on providing it, even though we knew he was not that kind of person, we tightened our belts and provided for him…"

"What else has he done over the years besides asking for money from his family?"

"Even though they were young, Yu'er and Chang'er from the second house knew to follow their parents up the mountain to collect some mountain products and sell them in the city to reduce the burden on the family."

The more Mrs. Lin spoke, the more she felt that her eldest grandson was useless.

The eight-year-old grandson knows how to earn money for the family. The eldest grandson talks about studying every day, but he hasn't made any progress in his studies. However, he has spent a lot of money and has gatherings with his classmates every few days.

"Zhang, do you have anything else to say?" Li Zheng Feng struck the ground with his crutch.

Zhang was speechless and turned to look at Feng Dafu.

Feng Dafu turned his head away and didn't look at her.

He had mentioned more than once that Yan'er should stop studying and go home to find a job.

But Zhang disagreed and scolded herself for being short-sighted.

The two had quarreled several times about this, but recently a workshop opened in the village and they became busy, so they stopped quarreling about this matter.

"Yan'er, pack up and let's go!" Zhang said in a deep voice.

If they don’t want to stay in this family, then they won’t stay. When Yan’er passes the exam and becomes an official, they will regret it!
Hearing that Zhang really wanted to take him away, Feng Yan hesitated.

Regardless of whether she was divorced or abandoned, A Niang's reputation was always ruined. If his classmates knew that he had such a mother...

"Yan'er, be good. Only your mother will support you in your studies." Zhang's words helped Feng Yan make up his mind.

Yes, with his mother, he could continue his studies, attend gatherings with his classmates, drink and write poetry together, and have a great time.

If he stayed at home, he would have to marry a mediocre and vulgar wife like other people of his age in the village, go hunting in the mountains, and tend to the crops in the fields. This was not the life he wanted at all!
"Okay, I'll go with mom!" Feng Yan straightened his clothes, his eyes swept across the faces of everyone in the room, finally landing on Feng Sheng's face, and he sneered.

Feng Sheng held his red and swollen hands and said nothing.

Seeing Feng Yan made the decision, he waved to Feng Dagui and said, "Go and get the family tree."

Before Feng Dagui could move, Zhang screamed, "Old man! Are you trying to kill us?"