I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 705 She Won't Give Kindness Easily

Seeing the second child turned pale because of Wenyou's fright, Bai Yunxi held back his laughter. Could this kid have a psychological shadow?

"Wenyou is not trying to scare you. Our family has no power. If we do good deeds, it is easiest to be criticized. It is wise to protect ourselves.

Bai Anyan pursed his lips and looked at the two people who did not seem to be joking at all. He felt like a big rock was pressing on his heart and couldn't figure it out.

If you do bad things, it's fine to be thrown stones and vegetable leaves, but why do good things also have so many troubles?

Once, he only needed to concentrate on work. His father took care of the outside things and his mother took care of everything at home. He didn't have to worry about anything except work. Later, after his father passed away, his mother's personality changed drastically and began to teach them how to behave in the world.

Among the brothers, he is the dumbest one, but he always feels that as long as he has a kind heart, he can warm up even a stone.

A few years have passed in the blink of an eye. He always thinks that he has not made any progress. In addition to working, he can also handle many things. But he also knows that there is still a gap between his growth and his mother's expectations.

But now their family is better off. Not only do they have no worries about food and clothing, they are also very rich. They are definitely the best in the village. Although they don't have as much land as the landlord next door, it is a world of difference compared to the past.

Now my fifth brother is still a scholar. Even if he doesn't pass the imperial examination, he is still a scholar respected by the village.

Anyway, compared to living in a shack before, now is a fairy-like life.

When I was a child, my father once said that being able to benefit the neighbors and take care of the people around is the mind of the capable. My father taught me this and did this. My mother never interfered until my father got into trouble and my mother's temperament changed drastically, and everything that had happened was overturned by my mother.

Now I teach He was wise and self-protective. Although he was stupid, he agreed with his mother's words in his heart.

Charity does cause a lot of trouble, just like the wooden bridge at the entrance of the village. In order to prevent insects and corrosion, it must be painted with tung oil every three years.

In theory, the wooden bridge is the property of the village and the only way out for the village. Everyone should maintain it together.

But everyone knows that tung oil is expensive. Villagers have no money to buy it, unless everyone exchanges money. But my father said that their family is doing well, and it is only a little tung oil, which can still be afforded. Therefore, every time the tung oil is bought by my father when he goes out.

Over time, the task of protecting the wooden bridge and painting it with tung oil fell on their family. Sometimes my father forgot, and the villagers would remind them that it was time to paint it with tung oil. Don't forget. Damaging the wooden bridge is their responsibility.

Dad is broad-minded and never argues too much with the villagers. He always smiles when something happens.

But once my mother heard it, she got angry and scolded those people, telling them directly that the wooden bridge is the only way for all villagers to leave the village, not their private property.

They bought tung oil for several years out of kindness, not obligation.

They have maintained it for many years. Even if it is their turn, it should be the turn of other families. They spend money and work but don’t get any good, so why not just give up?

After these words came out, those people were blushing, but still held their heads high and refused to give in. They also said that as a wife of a juren, they were so fussy. They were like this in previous years, so why not this year?

The strangest thing is that other people also followed suit, saying that they were also kindly reminding them, fearing that the juren master was too busy and forgot, so why were they still angry?

As a wife of a juren, she should be broad-minded. He also said that my mother didn't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt were, and how could poor people like them have extra money to buy tung oil.

The farce made my mother so angry that her chest hurt and she almost fainted. Dad was scared, and he was also scared, and he found that the villagers were also scared.

Because it was the first time he saw my father angry and yelled, "How dare you."

Then he told the villagers that since they were so aggressive, they should exchange money to buy tung oil to paint the wooden bridge this time, otherwise, they would wait for it to rot and then exchange money to rebuild it, which would only cost more.

When he helped my mother home, he also asked him to ask the village doctor to come and see my mother.

Later, my father sat alone under the pomegranate tree for a long time, and he also muttered, "A little bit of rice is a favor, and a big bit of rice is a grudge."

Later, my great grandfather brought a few villagers to apologize and admit their mistakes, and taught them a lesson in front of my father. He promised on the spot that in order to punish the villagers for not knowing what was good for them, the villagers would exchange money together to buy tung oil that year.

The two households that really couldn't pay would be responsible for painting the tung oil.

Thinking of this, Bai Anyan was shocked. Today, Xiaowangzhuang asked him to dig two more wells, which seemed to be the same as forcing his father to buy tung oil.

He volunteered to dig wells before, but he was forced today. No wonder he felt uncomfortable when he heard the tenant farmer's proposal. That's it.

Bai Anyan clenched his fist. His father was a scholar in the village. He was kind and tolerant. He was the first in the village. He must be too outstanding, so some people depend on him and develop a habit.

"Mom, I seem to understand a little."

Bai Yunxi looked at the second child and heard his voice. She only had a vague impression of the tung oil incident experienced by the original owner, but she didn't know the details. Listening to the second child's voice, it restored it for her.

"It's okay to figure it out. There are many things in dealing with people and the world. If you understand it, you can understand it."

Bai Yunxi looked at his depressed eyes and comforted him softly.

If you give too many shocks, you have to give a little sweet date to slow down. If you encounter something again in the later stage, you have to continue bombing.

She is just an outsider soul. She has never thought about becoming rich and powerful, which would be too ostentatious, but she also doesn't want to be troubled.

Her biggest wish was to be a landlord, but she didn't know how to be a savior. How could she be the one who suffered the people's suffering? Otherwise, those in power would not treat her as a thorn in their eyes and remove her?

The carriage entered the yard. Bai Yunxi got off the carriage first, and Du Shi took out the mung bean soup hanging in the well water.

"Mom, you must be too hot after going out. Hurry up and drink some mung bean soup to get rid of the heat."

"Wenyou, come and drink it quickly. Mung bean soup can relieve heat and detoxify. It is the best soup in summer." Bai Yunxi drank a bowl. It was sweet. You could tell that it was frosted with sugar after tasting it.

"Mom, the weather is too hot. Don't go out in the future. It will be bad if you get heatstroke." Du Shi brought a basin of water, soaked a towel, and handed it to her to wipe her face.

"Don't go out at noon in the future. It is really hot. You should all pay attention to it."

Bai Yunxi took the cloth towel, wiped her face, went back to the room and sat on the Luohan bed to rest. Du Shi brought a basin of cool well water and put it under the table to cool down the room.

The cold water will become warm in a short time, so it needs to be changed more frequently to be effective.

"Don't bother with that. Our house is thick and it's not too hot when you calm down."

Bai Yunxi didn't let Mrs. Du work hard. Putting a basin of water in the house can cool it down, but it will easily become damp over time, which is not worth the loss.

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