How to survive in poverty: I use a simulator to farm

Wang Yingying and her husband made two very small embroidered umbrellas.

Their son Wang Jihe is a very filial child. Seeing that my parents were struggling to make money, I put down the books in my hands and wanted to help them.

Wang Yingying hit him directly: "You kid, hurry up and study. Do we need your help to do this little work?"

"I have told you in the past that all things are of inferior quality, except studying. Poor people like us at the bottom have no choice but to study!"

"Look at your uncle, since he was admitted as a scholar, how many people have called him Master Xiucai when they met him?"

"I am over 30 years old this year, and I was lucky enough to give birth to a daughter safely. If it goes as expected, He'er, your biological sister will be your only sibling. I probably won't give birth."

"He'er, if you don't get admitted as a scholar soon, not only your father and I will have a hard time, but your sister won't be able to marry into a good family when she grows up."

Seeing Wang Jihe stunned, Wang Yingying's eyes suddenly turned red and she choked with sobs.

"He'er, you have suffered a lot with us. In the past few years, you have lived in the countryside. You have also cultivated in the fields, helped the elders carry sand from the river and fished up the mountain, and also watched in the village. There are a lot of strange things, you have to ask yourself, if your sister marries into a village like this, will she still be alive in the future?"

"The poorer the place, the more people eat it! Especially for those of you who have read a lot but failed to pass the exam. Just step back and wait for those monsters to eat you up. net……"

In the past few years that Wang Yingying has lived in the countryside, she has seen with her own eyes how some unscrupulous people in the village cannibalize women.

The old widow who lives alone is thin and small because her feet are bound. At night, those old guys who couldn't get a wife walked in the door.

Those beasts were like wolves.

There was a murder in the village last month.

The daughter of a relative of the village chief was described as an "unlucky person" by her parents when she was born.

After the girl married into a neighboring village when she was twelve or thirteen years old, she killed four men in her husband's family one after another.

Most of the children she gave birth to were daughters.

But as soon as those girls were born, their grandparents, grandparents and even their fathers pushed them directly into the urine bucket and drowned them to death.

When she was in her thirties, due to long-term malnutrition during childbirth, she became old and yellow, her body functions rapidly deteriorated, and she was completely unable to give birth. She was sent back to her parents' home by her husband.

Her mother's family is not a good person either.

Several of her brothers thought she was unlucky and sent her to a shabby cowshed at the end of the village.

In the cowshed, she lived peacefully for two years because of her reputation as an "unlucky person."

But just one night last month.

Her body was found, soaked in a large vat of pickles.

The owner of the big urn said that she couldn't think about it and insisted on drowning in the acid water.

Several of her brothers said that the big jar was in the house where he slept every day.

How could she, a divorced widow, not wear a single piece of clothing or a pair of trousers, have her hands, feet, and neck broken, and her body cut open with a knife and soaked in this big pickle jar?
Her brothers pointed at each other with certainty, saying that the other person was the murderer.

As the saying goes, debts must be repaid, and murder must be repaid with life. This is a matter of course.

So, they picked up the murderer and said they wanted to drag him to the county town to meet the officials. It is guaranteed that he will be beheaded by Qiu Houwen this year.

After the murderer heard this, he was frightened. After trembling for a while, I knelt on the ground and kowtowed to them, begging for mercy.

"I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it! He was the one who forced me to pull him and said she was hungry! Seeing how pitiful she was, I took her into the house. I thought about giving her a bowl of leftover rice. Unexpectedly, she fell in love with me and said she wanted to be my mother-in-law. I was scared at the time and accidentally killed your sister..."

When the three brothers heard such words, their faces turned red with anger. The murderer in front of them took advantage of his sister, and also wanted to throw dirty water on their dead sister...

If their sister's so-called reputation for indiscretion spreads, how can the three brothers hold their heads high in the village in the future?

So, the three brothers scolded and beat the murderer. Then, holding the big urn containing their sister's body, they went to the county government office to report the crime, escorted by the village chief's sons. .

In less than half a day, Magistrate Zhao locked up the murderer. It is said that he can be killed this year.

……

Wang Yingying shuddered when she thought of that woman's tragic experience.

She looked at her son and said, "He'er, you must hurry up!"

"Only if you become a scholar as soon as possible, you will be able to protect yourself in this cannibalistic place."

"I have only given birth to a son like you and a daughter like your sister in this life. You two must love each other in the future. You are blood relatives, not enemies. He'er, you can't treat your sister just because she is a daughter. Just like those men in the village, they regard their mother and sister as a person..."

Wang Jihe heard his mother talking. He listened carefully and nodded from time to time.

He did see a lot of strange things in the village.

Those strange things are completely different worlds from the benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and trust he usually reads in books.

What happened in the village was very realistic.

Some of the historical stories in the books are cruel and cold-blooded, while others are tender.

After being immersed in the book, Wang Jihe felt that his nerves were paralyzed.

"Mom~, I think what my aunt said about combining work and rest is quite reasonable."

"I have been reading all day today, and my head is dizzy. Mom, please let me do more work! I have to help you and help this family."

Seeing that his son was so filial, Chen Yixing turned around and began to persuade Wang Yingying.

"Daughter-in-law, just listen to your son this time."

"He is a filial child. He has been sensible, smart, and kind since he was a child. He is fundamentally different from the beasts in human skins inside and outside the village."

"I believe that our children will never be able to trample on the dignity of their parents and not treat their sister as a human being."

When Wang Yingying heard her husband say such words, she finally smiled.

"I also know that our son will not become that kind of person, but people will be influenced by others to a greater or lesser extent throughout their lives. With such bad people around us, I am always worried about our child. If you don’t learn from the good ones, you will learn from the bad ones.”