With one acre of paddy field, half an acre of dry land, and three children, and having to pay six to seven hundred cash every year, life in the future must be very difficult.
Mulan nodded.
She is not afraid of any of this. She and Zhu Erhu are both hard-working people. As long as the two of them work hard, they can always live a good life.
In the past, Mulan didn't have any confidence, but now she can do business on the street and make money. At worst, she has to work harder and weave more baskets to sell.
"Okay, brother, mother, let's make an agreement. From now on, mother will live with you, and we will share the second room."
"Also, second brother, you have to bear some of this mother's alimony every year. It depends on your wishes, but third brother and I can't bear it."
"become!"
So the Zhu family was divided under the witness of the villagers.
Zhao Yun'er also breathed a sigh of relief.
On the surface, Mulan and her man received less and were at a disadvantage, but Mulan was lucky to have escaped the clutches of the devil.
As long as you are diligent and willing to use your brain, there will be nothing you can't survive.
Zhao Yun'er is not worried at all about Mulan's situation.
After watching the fun at Zhu's house, it was already past eleven o'clock, and Zhao Yun'er hurriedly drove the donkey back home.
Doudou and Mu Lianfeng were sitting in the room, and Mu Lianfeng was teaching Doudou his homework.
Among the books Zhao Yuner bought back were The Three-Character Classic of Hundreds of Surnames, the Thousand-Character Classic and The Book of Songs.
At this time, Mu Lianfeng and Doudou were explaining the Book of Songs.
Zhao Yun'er arrived and stood at the door, hearing Mu Lianfeng's mouth read, "The peach blossoms shine brightly. When my son returns home, he will be suitable for his family."
The peaches are as beautiful as the peaches. When the son returns home, it is suitable for his family. The peach is young, its leaves are pure. When the son returns home, it will be a good time for his family. "
Zhao Yun'er didn't know much about these ancient texts. When she was a child, her grandfather liked classical literature and read some of it in her ears.
Although she didn't understand the meaning of this poem, Zhao Yuner fell in love with it immediately because she thought it was beautifully written.
Doudou was only three years old, so naturally she didn't understand what the poem was about. She asked in a soft and cute voice, "Dad, what does this poem mean? Doudou doesn't understand."
Mu Lianfeng touched Doudou's head lovingly, "You are still young, so it is normal that you don't understand it. You will understand it when you grow up, but now Daddy likes this poem very much."
Doudou was a little confused, "Why does daddy like this poem?"
"Because of the artistic conception of this poem..." Mu Lianfeng said.
While he recited the poem silently, he imagined that Zhao Yun'er was holding a bouquet of bright peach blossoms in her hand, which was so beautiful. Waiting for the day when this woman as bright as peach petals can marry him and become his wife.
When I didn’t have a woman I liked before, I couldn’t appreciate the beauty of this poem.
"What kind of artistic conception is it?" Zhao Yun'er walked in and asked with a smile, but she also wanted to hear what Mu Lianfeng had to say.
Mu Lianfeng was slightly startled, and then a smile appeared on his lips. It's so beautiful that it takes your breath away.
"It's nothing. I can't describe the artistic conception. I can only experience it myself." Mu Lianfeng said, but he didn't say that it was Zhao Yun'er who he was thinking of.
Zhao Yun'er smiled slightly and did not continue to ask, because she also knew that artistic conception can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.
China's ancient culture is really amazing, and Zhao Yun'er suddenly wants to follow Mu Lianfeng's footsteps and learn these traditional ancient poems like Doudou.