Yingbao stayed in that place for four or five years. She was whipped every day and forced to learn flexology and singing and dancing tunes, and learn how to be charming and how to please others.
It was there that she learned to read and recognize stories from an older sister.
It was not until she was fourteen years old that her biological father Chen Changping passed the imperial examination and became a scholar. Han was worried that her third daughter's stain would be discovered, so she redeemed her.
After all, Chen Changping was a man of honor and the imperial court attached great importance to human relations and filial piety. If someone reported him for selling his daughter into slavery, he would no longer be able to take the imperial examinations. Even if he passed, his examination might be banned. In serious cases, even his title as a scholar would be revoked.
This is the truth, not what is described in the book, sending her to the countryside.
Haha, it’s better not to read such a book full of nonsense and calling a horse a zebra.
Wake up the next day.
Yingbao checked her wrist and found that the burnt area had begun to heal and it didn't hurt much anymore.
"Wudingzhi is indeed a treasure from heaven and earth." She was surprised and happy.
At this rate of recovery, the wound should have scabbed over in a few days, but I don’t know if the birthmark has been removed.
After thinking about it, Yingbao took out a handful of Wudingzhi and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it and swallowing it.
It has a light fragrance and slightly sweet taste. It’s hard to describe the taste, but it’s not bad at all.
Maybe it was because she ate too much this time, Yingbao felt a warm current flowing through her limbs, making her whole body warm.
My mind suddenly became clear and my whole body seemed full of strength.
She stretched her legs, happily put on her clothes and put on the wristband, got off the kang, opened the door, and found that it was snowing outside.
The yard was covered with white snow, half knee-deep.
Yingbao rubbed her face and stepped on the snow with her little cotton-padded shoes, feeling extremely happy.
Yo-yo called to her from the newly built straw shed, and the hens also clucked noisily.
Yingbao ran over with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and put some straw into Yoyo's stone trough, mixed with a few handfuls of green soybean seedlings.
The rice straw is left over from the autumn harvest in their own paddy fields, and the bean sprouts are produced in the cave.
Yoyo didn't mind the lack of green plants. He lowered his head and slowly chewed the straw and bean sprouts.
Yingbao scattered some millet and a handful of shepherd's purse for the chickens, then went to the chicken coop to pick up four eggs and put them in the egg basket.
In the end, the father couldn't bear to kill the five chickens at home, so he bought a few more for his wife to nourish her body.
Jiang Sanlang also built a thatched shed in the yard for the chickens to roost, and also made a warm shed for Youyou.
The kitchen is now much cleaner. I no longer have to clean up chicken manure and smell the stench every morning.
"Baoer, you're up so early?"
Father Jiang Sanlang carried the toilet outside the yard and saw his daughter busy in the chicken coop. He said, "It's cold outside. Don't get cold. Come back to the house quickly. I'll go cook dinner later."
"Hey." Yingbao clapped her hands and jumped back to the east room to see her brother.
The two little ones have woken up and Chunniang is feeding them.
Yingbao leaned over the edge of the kang and looked at her younger brothers in her mother's arms, hoping that they would grow up quickly so that she could take them out to play.
Chunniang said to her daughter gently, "Come up to the kang, the ground is cold."
"Yeah." Yingbao climbed onto the kang quickly and sat next to A Niang.
Her daily task now is to look after her younger brother so that her mother can have more time to rest.
Only if my mother gets enough rest and stays healthy can this family get better and better.
Yingbao thought of the Wudingzhi in the cave again and hesitated whether to give some to A-niang.
But her younger brothers were still breastfeeding, and she couldn’t guarantee whether that thing would affect the normal development of the babies.
Forget it. I’ll wait until my younger brothers are weaned before giving it to my mother.
As for father Jiang Sanlang, he was young and strong and did not need any tonic at all.
Jiang Sanlang came in from outside, feeling cold, and put the clean toilet in the cubicle. He smiled and said, "Chun Niang, my elder and second brothers are going to hunt rabbits in Nanshan when the snow stops. Do you think I should go?"
He asked for her opinion, but his eyes were fixed on his wife, full of expectation.
Chun Niang said unhappily, "Isn't the snow still falling? Let's talk about it after it stops."
Jiang Sanlang chuckled, "Got it, I'll go cook now, what do you and your daughter want to eat?"
Most of yesterday’s leftovers were given to neighbors who helped out, and only a little was kept at home, just enough for the family to eat for a day.
"Just do whatever you want. I don't have enough milk. How about making some fish soup and boiling an egg for Yingbao?" Chunniang looked down at her two sons and frowned.
These two little ones eat so much that my own milk can’t supply them.
"Okay, we'll have fish noodle soup this morning, and I'll boil an egg for you and your daughter." Jiang Sanlang stretched his head to look at his son, then turned and left.
Yingbao blinked, climbed down from the kang and followed him out of the house.
When they arrived at the kitchen, Yingbao took the initiative to sit behind the stove and help light the fire, saying, "Dad, are we out of fish?"
Jiang Sanlang searched around but didn't find any fish. He scratched his head and said depressedly, "There is no fish. How about I make some chicken noodle soup for your mother?"
As he spoke, he started to scoop flour and knead dough, preparing to roll out noodles.
The chicken soup was ready, with some chicken in it, barely enough for my wife and daughter to have a meal.
"Dad, can we go fishing by the river after dinner?" Yingbao grabbed a handful of dough and kneaded it in her palm, asking with blinking eyes.
There are fish in winter as well. She once saw others fishing by breaking ice on an icy lake in the north.
"Okay, I'll go to your uncle's house and borrow a landing net." Jiang Sanlang sighed and said, "I guess I won't catch anything."
It's snowing and very cold outside. The riverside must be frozen, and the fish must have sunk to the bottom of the river.
Yingbao: "How do you know if you don't try?" She has Wudingzhi, and the deer and chicken are fighting over it. What if the fish likes it too
Jiang Sanlang nodded, "Yes, my daughter is right. How can we know if we don't try it?"
It was freezing cold and snowing, so there was no fish to sell in the town. My wife was still waiting for the fish to produce milk, and without thinking of a solution, my two sons were about to starve.
After finishing breakfast and packing up, Jiang Sanlang was about to go out when he saw his little girl following him, "Dad, take me with you."
Jiang Sanlang shook his head: "No! It's cold outside, and the river is slippery. What if I fall into the river?"
"I want to go." Yingbao said firmly, "Maybe I can fish better than Daddy."
Jiang Sanlang laughed and rubbed his daughter's head: "You naughty girl, okay! I'll take you there, but you have to be obedient and don't run around."
"Yeah." Yingbao jumped over happily and asked her father to pick her up and put her in the backpack.
Jiang Sanlang looked outside and saw that it was still snowing, so he turned around and took out a red and yellow tiger-head hat, put it on his daughter's head, and put on a bamboo hat himself.
Jiang Sanlang carried a backpack, went to his eldest brother's house, borrowed a scoop net, and rushed to the riverside.
However, there were three followers following him.
One is his eldest brother Jiang Dalang, one is his second brother Jiang Erlang, and the other is his eldest brother’s second son Jiang Quan.
Jiang Yuanbao originally wanted to follow, but after being beaten a few times by his mother, he ran back into the house crying.
A few people came to the river, only to see that the river was covered with snow and fog, and there was a thin layer of ice on the riverside.
"It's hard to catch them." Uncle Jiang said with his hands folded behind his back, "The fish have all sunk to the bottom of the river, unless you row a boat to the middle of the river to fish."
Jiang Sanlang and Jiang Erlang also think so.
But Yingbao wanted to give it a try, so she clung to the backpack and cried, "Dad, put me down."
Jiang Sanlang had no choice but to let his daughter go.
Just as Yingbao was about to run to the river, Jiang Sanlang grabbed her and said, "Don't run around. Just stand on the shore and watch."
Yingbao had no choice but to pull the net in her father's hand and begged: "Then Dad, take me to the river. I have bait, let's try it."
She has already prepared the bait, how can she be willing not to try it