Chapter 8 I Will Tolerate You Once More
"Mother... why does mother look at her son like this?"
Bai Yunxi leaned on the pillow, looking at his cowardly appearance, and was very disgusted.
"Boss, your father passed away. As the eldest son of the family, do you have any plans for the future?"
"Replying to mother, our Song State governs the world with filial piety. Mother is the old lady of the family. The son is willing to listen to the mother's arrangements." Bai Anchen thought for a while, bowed and saluted, and spoke solemnly.
Hearing the tone of his heart and mouth, Bai Yunxi really wanted to kick him out, out of sight, out of mind.
Still the old lady, I'll go to your old lady.
"Then are you filial?" Bai Yunxi looked at him and spoke faintly.
"My son is unfilial, please punish me?"
Bai Anchen knelt on the ground with a plop. At this moment, he finally knew that his mother was still angry with him.
'Women and villains are difficult to raise, and the saints are not deceiving me. '
Bai Yunxi clenched his fists and ground his back teeth. I will tolerate you again.
"Your father is gone, and the private school may not be able to continue. After this yard is used to pay off the debt, the family is left with two acres of dry land and two strings of foreign debt from Dr. Yang."
"Life must go on, and the fields have always been cultivated by your second brother and his wife. Your wife is responsible for washing and cooking at home, and the fourth and fifth children will have to do some work within their ability to supplement the family income. What is suitable for you? Go back and think about it yourself. You can't fall behind your brothers, right?"
"...Yes, my son will go back and make a good plan.
Bai Anchen was stunned. Thinking of this big family, he couldn't help but have a headache.
Watching the eldest son leave, Bai Yunxi finally endured it. I kept rolling my eyes at his back. He was cowardly and selfish. Even if I used my eldest son to suppress him, he would be useless after reform.
He had a bad hand, and it was annoying no matter how he played.
Looking at the furnishings in the room, the chests and the simple dressing table, they were not worth mentioning compared to the average big family, but in the homes of ordinary people, these were things that people would not want to throw away after using them for several lifetimes.
Life was not easy for ordinary people, and it was even more difficult to save some property. The original owner's family, grandfather and father both had the title of scholar.
Because there were many children in the family, there was no room for them to live after getting married, so the grandfather decided to let the sons divide the family.
Each family subsidized money to build a house , in her generation, her parents only gave birth to her as a daughter.
Even so, it took three generations to build this family business, and the difficulty can be imagined.
Unexpectedly, it was gone in the blink of an eye.
This is also the reason why the original owner wanted to protect this house desperately even though he knew he was not right.
Bai Yunxi sighed helplessly, lying on the bed sideways, sorting out the memories in his mind.
The village where the original owner lived was called Liushuwan. There were 100 to 180 households in the village, which was considered a medium-sized village.
In her generation, the Bai family only gave birth to a daughter. As the only daughter in the family, she was spoiled since childhood, arrogant and domineering.
The dead old scholar He is the adopted son of the Bai family and also her live-in son-in-law.
Because the old scholar was picked up by the original owner's father.
She still remembers that when she was very young, the original owner's father went out to meet friends and picked up a child covered in blood when he came back. After recovering from his injuries, he found that the child had lost his memory. Under the advice of everyone, the original owner's father adopted the child as his adopted son and named him Bai Yunhui.
From then on, the original owner had a foster brother.
Bai Yunhui learned to read and write with the old scholar, and he passed the imperial examination at the age of fifteen.
Before the bright future began, his adoptive father died of illness, and his adoptive mother was hit hard and fell ill. Before she passed away, she entrusted her daughter to her adopted son and watched the two get married before she closed her eyes.