The Journey Of The Peasant Mother-in-Law

Chapter 4: The right to speak

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It was a pity that her husband was in the bedroom, so she didn't dare to do anything unusual. She could only suppress her thoughts and wait for dinner with a sigh.

The children got up one after another, and Zhulan deliberately hid herself. She didn't know how to approach them, so she decided to just watch from a distance.

Li prepared breakfast. Zhulan sat in the original owner's seat with a wooden face. There were two tables, one for men and one for women. The only two dishes were pickles and carrot soup. At the women's table, she had to distribute the staple food. She seriously doubted how she could survive in the ancient countryside since she didn't know how to farm.

Thinking about it this way, I feel that being a mother-in-law is not bad. At least there is someone to serve you and you have absolute say.

The children looked at the limited amount of rice porridge eagerly. Zhulan sighed and served each of them a bowl. Eating rice was a luxury in that era.

The boss at the next table, Zhou Changli, frowned, "Mom, why didn't Dad get up? Is he feeling unwell?"

Zhulan just remembered that the original husband had never left the room. She frowned and asked her to go and see him. It was impossible. She still hadn't figured out how to get along with the original husband. "Boss, go and see him!"

Zhou Changli responded, "Hey!"

Zhulan held the bowl with increasingly less appetite. From her memory and what she had seen, divorce was impossible. In the ancient times with a strict hierarchy and in such an unfamiliar environment, she really didn't know how she could survive. She took a sip of the rice porridge. Not to mention that it was green and pollution-free and tasted really good, she regained her appetite.

Soon, Zhou Changli came back, "Mom, Dad is not feeling well, please lie down for a while."

Zhulan breathed a sigh of relief. It was great that she didn't have to contact her original husband. She imitated the original owner's tone and said, "Okay, you guys should hurry up and eat. After you finish eating, those who need to go to the fields should go to the fields, and those who need to go to school should go to school."

No one else had any objection. In the countryside, it was normal to feel unwell and have a minor cold. People were used to it.

For breakfast, Zhulan drank a bowl of porridge. She had a lot on her mind and had no appetite.

Li looked eagerly at the corn cake in front of her mother-in-law, and was delighted, "Mom, you don't want to eat it?"

Zhulan's mouth twitched. Her gaze seemed to be staring at meat. She also felt the resentment and hesitation of the second son's wife Zhao, and her stomach became even more uncomfortable. "Eat, eat. You stare at the food all day long. If I don't eat it, I'll keep it. Don't worry about it."

Li shut up and Zhao looked away.

Zhulan, “… … ..”

This life is really unbearable!

Out of sight, out of mind. She left the table with a sullen face and did not go back to the house. She sat by the well, watching people in the hall finish breakfast and Zhao clear the table. Her somewhat irritable heart felt a little relieved. At least she did not have to work.

Zhulan kept sitting there. The eldest child took the second child to the fields, and the youngest child went to school. The yard was quiet, but she still sat there.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Zhou Xuehan had been observing her mother since the morning. Her mother, who usually was full of energy, had been sighing and groaning this morning and was also in a daze, which was very strange. She had not dared to step forward until she heard her two sisters-in-law whispering about it, and then she could not help but come and ask.

Zhulan came back to her senses. She was just organizing the memories in her mind and saw that the little girl of her original body was indeed pretty. She had grown her hair long and tied it into two buns. She had a slightly chubby face and blinked her big eyes. She was extremely adorable.

However, Zhulan's heart was very complicated. She waved her hand and said, "Mom is thinking about something. If you are not feeling unwell, come to me."

Zhou Xuehan responded crisply, with a cheerful tone, "Yeah."

Zhulan was not so happy, she thought she had traveled through a parallel time and space, so Wang Chao had never heard of her. Unexpectedly, when she sorted out her memories, she found out that she had followed the trend and became a book traveler!