The male protagonist’s best mother-in-law (thirty-four)

Author: Salina

The male protagonist’s best mother-in-law (thirty-four)

"Your cousin's name is Zhao Yuanyi. I will follow Yuanyi's name and give you the name 'Jingyi'."

When the new niece arrived, Gu Qingcheng followed her rules and gave the little girl a name first.

"Jingyi? Zhao Jingyi?"

The little girl's face is slightly dark, with rural red on her face.

She chewed it softly, and little stars began to flash in her eyes, "It sounds good! Thank you, aunt!"

Very good!

She also has a name.

Rather than smelly, she was obviously not smelly, but she was still given such a mean name by her own mother.

Like Zhao Yuanyi, she didn't understand what Jingyi meant.

But, Zhao Jingyi sounds good, like a young lady from a rich family.

Zhao Jingyi was very happy, and she had a natural admiration for the weak and beautiful third aunt.

She works very hard.

Boiling water and cooking, the little man was busy in the yard.

Zhao Jingyi did not feel any pain at all.

What's the pain?

She works the same way at home.

Moreover, after working hard, I still had to endure the beatings and scoldings from my grandmother and mother-in-law.

When eating, don't eat until you're full.

It was a rare occasion for her family to eat meat and fish, and she could only watch and swallow her saliva.

It's better to stay here with Third Aunt, where I can have enough to eat every meal and have eggs every other day.

At this point, my aunt was still a little embarrassed: "Jingyi, our family still observes filial piety, and we can't have any meat or fish."

"When Xiao is born, we will sell meat and have a meal every three to five days!"

Zhao Jingyi:......

The saliva secretion was so severe that Zhao Jingyi was speechless.

The pie painted by Gu Qingcheng made Zhao Jingyi even more diligent and capable.

If Gu Qingcheng hadn't "taken care" of Lady Ji Sanni and paid her a lot of money to wash her clothes, little Zhao Jingyi would have wanted to take care of all the clothes at home!

Zhao Jingyi herself is happy and works very hard, but in the eyes of others, she is pitiful!

"It's true, Mrs. Gu, Jingyi is only seven years old, how can she be allowed to do so much work?"

Zheng Wanjun, who was also seven years old, came to Zhao's house with her mother for a visit. When she saw Zhao Jingyi busy in and out, she felt very sympathetic.

Seven years old!

It cannot be considered child labor, but child abuse.

In future generations, if you are able to dress, eat and go to school independently at this age, your parents and elders will praise you as "sensible".

But in this evil and imaginary ancient times, we have to do housework without touching the ground.

As for Mrs. Gu, she is almost thirty and still an elder, but she can actually watch it and enjoy it without any psychological burden!

She, she went too far!

This time, Lady Wan did not agree with her daughter.

She looked into Zheng Wanjun's eyes and said softly, "Not only in the countryside, but also in the city, seven-year-old girls should learn to do housework."

My daughter will be pampered, firstly because her family has the conditions, and secondly because she and her husband dote on her.

In fact, even if she doesn't do housework, Mrs. Wan is still planning to provide some courses for her daughter.

Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are Mr. Zheng’s specialties.

As early as when his daughter was three or four years old, Mr. Zheng had already started enlightenment.

It's just that my daughter doesn't seem to be very good at it. She just learned these skills, but she can't specialize in them.

It doesn't matter. The Zheng family is a family of officials. It's enough to know a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It's enough to be able to cope with the situation. There is no need to force it.

But female celebrity chefs and housekeepers still need to learn it systematically.

They can't be in the capital, but in a remote small county, and the resources are not as good as those in the capital.

If parents don't pay attention, their daughter will really be delayed.

Lady Wan is thoughtful and in charge of the whole family and has already started preparations.

Last month, she wrote to Beijing to ask for help from relatives and friends in Beijing.

Jingzhong will not refuse.

Presumably, after some time, a well-educated grandma and a female gentleman will come over.

Originally, Lady Wan wanted to tell her daughter, but seeing that her daughter was still young, she simply let her relax a little longer.

Wait until the mother-in-law is educated, and then the female teacher will be able to strictly control her daughter.

Zheng Wanjun didn't know yet that her carefree days were coming to an end and she would soon enter the hard state of "ancient noble girl training course".

On the first day of the new year, Zheng Wanjun even successfully persuaded her mother to take her out of the city.

In ancient times, one of the few serious excuses for women to go out was to burn incense and worship Buddha.

Zheng Wanjun originally did not believe in Buddhism, but after experiencing time travel, she had to develop awe of ghosts and gods.

On the first day of the new year, I went to Qingfeng Temple outside the city. Not only could I worship the gods and seek peace of mind, but I could also go hiking in the mountains.

It's a perfect killing two birds with one stone.

"I heard that there is a ginkgo tree in Qingfeng Temple that has lived for hundreds of years?"

Sitting in the carriage, Zheng Wanjun leaned against Lady Wan intimately and asked curiously.

"Yes! But the season is wrong now. In autumn, all the ginkgo leaves turn yellow. Looking from a distance, it is very spectacular!"

Lady Wan had seen that extremely beautiful scene, and her eyes sparkled when she described it.

"Really? Then when autumn comes, let's go to Qingfeng Temple."

Zheng Wanjun was very excited.

It is said that in later generations, information is developed, and through short videos, she has seen countless beautiful scenery.

However, this is ancient times.

Her range of activities is only in the back streets of the academy.

She can't even go to places a little further away, let alone go out to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

Alas, such miserable ancient times!

And she would have to endure it for many more years.

Wait, not necessarily!

If she shows enough ability and wins a certain status in the family, she can gain the right to speak.

Upper decision decided by the economic background.

The Zheng family is not poor, but they are not a wealthy family either.

The status of merchants in ancient times was not high, and his father was also a scholar. Zheng Wanjun wanted to do business rashly, but Lady Wan was the first to refuse.

It seems possible to make glass and purify alcohol.

Especially alcohol, in ancient times, could save lives.

There’s also movable type printing!

Ji Xiaosi of the Ji family worked as a book printing apprentice in the bookstore. When Mrs. Wan told Zheng Wanjun about the gossip of the Ji family, she mentioned something about book printing.

Only then did Zheng Wanjun realize that this era was still about block printing, not the more advanced and more convenient movable type printing.

If she can create movable type printing, it will not only benefit the country and the people, but also help her father gain a reputation in Shilin.

Leaning in his mother's arms, the carriage swaying beneath him, Zheng Wanjun's thoughts became more and more divergent.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped suddenly!

Wan Niangzi and Zheng Wanjun, who were sitting in the carriage, both rushed forward under the influence of inertia.

Madam Wan reacted quickly and quickly supported the carriage with one hand and hugged her daughter tightly with the other. Only then did the mother and daughter stabilize their bodies.
To be continued...