The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 142: The Scholar Gets Angry (1)
"Uh..." Su Xiazhi took the cloth towel, this time he said to the scholar: "You better let him out, I don't think he can write when it's dark." After saying that, Su Xiazhi blinked at him.

"Forget it, let's do this for today." Min Lansheng said bitterly: "I must finish writing this afternoon!"

"Okay!" Gao Yue, who was finally free, jumped and rushed out of the house: "I'll go home and go to the toilet first, I'm suffocating!"

After dismissing Senior Senior Four, Su Xiazhi hurried into the back room, reached out and took out the bank notes in her bosom to read again before receiving her bag of money.She wrapped the money bag in an unremarkable old dress and stuffed it among several clothes before she closed the closet door.

"How is it?" Min Lansheng came in with a cup of tea and handed it to her: "It's not hot, drink it."

"I still can't see it yet. Today's purchase is not bad. That's because I bought a lot of my own bamboo baskets. As for the future, I can only read Maochangji." Su Xiazhi was already thirsty after talking all morning. Smoke came from my throat, and I drank a cup of tea in one gulp, as if I was getting thirstier.

"Niuyin." Xiucai felt sorry for his daughter-in-law. A petite woman in Daxia was so busy that she couldn't even drink her saliva. He was reluctant and could not persuade her.

Now if the lady is asked to stop, even if the lady is willing, the villagers in Shanxia Village will not allow it.The noodle workshop finally opened, which brought a glimmer of hope to everyone. How could they let their mothers choose their children!

"Aunt Six is ​​here again in the morning. She came right after you left." After taking the teacup from the lady, the two of them left the back room one after the other.

Su Xiazhi was frowning as she looked at Gao Yue's handwriting. There were only a dozen or so words written sparsely on a piece of paper, and each of them was as big as a fist!
"Most of the children in Shanxia Village and Xinghua Village are illiterate, scholars..." Su Xiazhi looked up at him.

"Don't be a teacher for your husband." The lady interrupted her without finishing her sentence: "In the future, I will only teach our children to read and write. I don't want to teach children from other families!"

When he spoke, he pursed his mouth, as if he was still a child.

Su Xiazhi didn't speak any more, but thought about it again.

There are not many children in the village, but none of them went to Kaimeng to study.Most of them have just grown up and started to farm with the adults in the family. In this way, their ancestors have lived for generations, and they still only see the village in front of them...

Take your time... Now that the noodle workshop has just started, and the family house is about to be rebuilt, Su Xiazhi can only pick up the important things first.

"Don't be too tired." Min Lansheng stood behind her, gently kneading her thin shoulders with ten fingers: "Sister...is it time to give birth?"

"Huh?" Su Xiazhi turned her head sharply.If it wasn't for Xiucai's words, she would have almost forgotten Min Qinglan, who hadn't appeared for a long time.

I remember my sister-in-law said that Min Qinglan's month is older than hers, and now that Yang Qiaolian's due date is in autumn, Min Qinglan should give birth.

The first-milk compatriots are close relatives, and what Min Lansheng said with feeling came true immediately.

In the early morning of the next day, not long after Su Xiazhi and Xiucai woke up, people from the Zhou family came to the door: "The youngest mistress has had a difficult labor, it has been three days since the birth, and the child has not yet landed... Eldest son, please hurry over, uncle! "

"I'll accompany you, wait for me." After hearing the news, Min Lansheng's face immediately turned white.Su Xia went up to hold his hand and nodded to the messenger, then turned and went back to the main room.

"Gao Yue, wait until I go back to my mother's house with your scholar brother, you have to take care of the house." After entering the back room and taking the bank note, Su Xiazhi instructed Gao Yue who was standing at the door.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry!" He heard clearly what the messenger said just now, but they said that returning to her natal home means returning to her natal home. Gao Yue neither asked nor talked, and only nodded in response to Su Xiazhi's words.

On the mule cart that Zhou's family came to pick up, Min Lansheng still didn't say a word, Su Xiazhi kept holding his hand.It's just that his fingers are as cold as ice!
When a woman gives birth to a child, she has stepped into the gate of hell. As for life or death, it depends on one's luck.

Su Xiazhi knew what Min Lansheng was afraid of now, but she couldn't persuade her.

Three days of dystocia, and it is only now that the letter is delivered. Everyone knows what it means.

If Min Qinglan is really going to die in childbirth, then this will be the last time for their siblings... The Zhou family only notified the Min family at this time, just to avoid taking responsibility.

"Wait a minute." As soon as the mule cart arrived at Xinghua Village, Min Lansheng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stopped the mule cart.

"My lady, go down." He stretched out his hand to caress her cheek, and brushed the broken hair around her cheek to her ear: "I know you're afraid... just go for your husband."

After being married for so long, my elder sister has always refused to recognize her as the daughter-in-law of the Min family, and the Zhou family also pretended to be deaf and dumb, showing a vague attitude of not wanting to be related to the Su family. It is also necessary to step on the door of Zhou's house.

"Then..." Su Xiazhi thought about it for a moment, and wanted to accompany him all the time, but she got out of the car and went back to her mother's house first, and asked about what happened in the Zhou family during this period.

Min Qinglan has always been in good health, free from illness and disaster.And she's not the firstborn.The rate of dystocia is already much smaller.Now that the Zhou family has reached this stage, they only sent a message, Su Xiazhi always feels that something is wrong.

"Then I'll go see my mother first." Seeing Min Lansheng nodding, Su Xiazhi picked up the curtain and got out of the car and went straight back to her mother's house.

She didn't go back to her natal home for a while, and she was so scared by Yang Qiaolian's huge bulging belly that she couldn't speak for a long time!
"It's a little...too big, right?!" Su Xiazhi carefully touched the coat on her sister-in-law's belly, feeling that it was hard under her hand.

"Isn't it!" Yang Qiaolian sighed helplessly: "After five months, my stomach has grown before my eyes, and now I can't even lie down when I sleep."

"Come in and talk." As soon as she heard that the person talking to her daughter-in-law was an idiot, Aunt Su in the east room immediately shouted.

"Mother." After bowing to the old lady sitting on the kang, Su Xiazhi asked, "Where's my brother?"

"What about the backyard?" Aunt Su listened for a while, then nodded, "It's in the back, what kind of chili peppers did you ask him to grow?"

(End of this chapter)