Chapter 5 The Miserable Woman 5
"Grandma, I have a stomachache. I squatted in the toilet for too long." Feng Yuanchun explained, "Grandma, if the work on the private plot cannot be finished today, I will do it alone tomorrow."

Yuanchun also comes from a rural background. When she was little, she often went to work in the fields with her parents. After graduating from university and starting working, she would go home to do farm work during the May Day and National Day holidays.

With the original owner's memories in her mind, farm work seems too easy to her.

"You are asked to carry manure and get yourself covered in stench, and aren't you afraid of being disliked?" The eldest granddaughter is about to marry into her husband's family, so she cannot be disliked.

After scolding her eldest granddaughter, Grandma Feng went back to weeding.

This piece of land was the private plot of the Fengjia Villagers. Many people were working on the land. Someone laughed and said, "Aunt Ding, even if your Yuanchun was just carrying manure, there were still people vying to marry her. How could you dislike her?"

Grandma Feng’s surname is Ding, and the younger people in the village all call her Aunt Ding.

Aunt Feng, Ding Xiaotao and Ding Chunli, are both from Grandma Feng’s hometown.

Grandma Feng smiled and continued, "That's right. There is no girl in the surrounding villages who is prettier than my Yuanchun. She is also one of the most hardworking girls. Whoever marries my Yuanchun will be blessed."

"It's a blessing, but the dowry you asked for is too much. Who in the countryside can afford a hundred yuan for a dowry? You're not a city girl who gets paid every month."

The person who spoke had a sour tone.

A daughter for a hundred dollars.

It's valuable.

Liu Qingqiu looked up at the woman and said, "You leftover motherfucker, a hundred yuan is not enough for a young man in the city to marry a wife. They require three turns and one ring, twenty-four legs, and two or three hundred yuan in betrothal gifts. That's expensive. My Yuanchun only wants a hundred yuan."

After a pause, Liu Qingqiu stabbed the other person in the heart again, "My Yuanchun is not an illiterate girl. She has a high school education. One hundred yuan to marry a high school student is not expensive at all."

Gou Sheng Niang: “…”

Gousheng’s illiterate sister, “…” She suspected that Yuanchun’s mother was scolding her.

But she couldn't curse back.

So angry.

However, she envied Feng Yuanchun for having an educated youth mother who could teach her to read and write.

"You money-loser, you are lazy even when doing some work. Hurry up and work. Can't you see it's getting dark?" Gousheng's mother was cheated and was very angry. When she turned around, she saw her daughter in a daze. Immediately, she became angry with her daughter.

He grabbed his daughter's hair and punched her several times.

Feng Zhaodi was beaten so hard that she started crying.

The Feng family members were busy working, as if they didn't hear anything.

……

As soon as Chen Shengjun got home, Mrs. Chen yelled and rushed over, "God damn it, Shengjun, which short-lived ghost hit you? You're bleeding. Shengjun, tell mom quickly, I'll go get him."

"Mom, no one hit me. I accidentally bumped into a tree trunk while walking." Chen Shengjun was too embarrassed to say that he was beaten by a woman.

Mrs. Chen frowned and slapped her son on the back. "You little bastard, you want to piss me off to death? Your face was swollen after being hit, but you still protected him. That tree trunk can leave five finger marks on you. Tell me who hit you. Don't think that we can be bullied just because we are poor. I am telling you, I am not someone you can easily bully."

"Mom, I'm in so much pain, can you please stop asking?" Chen Shengjun walked into a small thatched house in the east with a depressed look.

(End of this chapter)