The Cute Peasant Wife: Mian Niang - C280 Mr. Academician
“Mian Niang, second uncle is wrong, we used to think that you would not be able to support your family, but now look at it, you are thinking more than us men, and are thinking more, and are thinking more long-term, not to mention the other things, Mian Niang just wants you to do, your family’s life will definitely get better.”
“Second Uncle, from what you’re saying, this isn’t just a matter of everyone. I’m not wasting my time here, I can also earn two dollars.”
“It’s a good thing that you can make your own money and be like the rest of us. Let alone our village or other villages, we have never seen such a person. We know that how much money he can earn in the process would actually require a lot of effort. “Oh, Shovel, don’t you think so?”
Old Shovel was the other passenger in the car. He was a cousin of the Second Uncle Tian, a straightforward and honest man, and had never had any face with anyone before. He was just like a noodle who had used his wife’s words.
It was similar to Song Youfu’s, except it was not as stubborn as Song Youfu’s. It was also a famous bronchitis in the village.
Fortunately, although his wife was a little strong, she was not an unreasonable person. Her family life was not too bad, and she was quite popular in the village. However, she was not as close to the Song Family as the Yun Family and Li Chang’s family.
He shoveled the plants and grazed the grass, and he shoveled the soil as fast as he could. Even a young man around the age of twenty could not keep up with him, as he had previously fought for a long life for a landowner, but because he could not hide, he was framed by his head and workers. After returning from the landowner’s house, he no longer worked for them.
Hearing Second Uncle Tian’s words, he could only nod his head, “Mn, Mian Niang is benevolent, the people outside are bad.”
Second Uncle Tian immediately threw the latter half of his words away, and laughed: “Look, Mian Niang, this is not what I’m saying, even your Uncle Shou is saying it like this.”
Mian Niang blushed as she shook her head, she did not know what to say. Although she had been through a lot and talked a lot, she was still shy in the end.
The main reason was that he truly didn’t feel that he had done anything major. If he wasn’t at the level of benevolence and righteousness, he wouldn’t be as selfless as the Second Uncle Tian had said. But after saying all that, the Second Uncle Tian still firmly believed that what he was thinking and Mian Niang couldn’t do anything about it.
She turned her head to look at Elder Shou and said, “Old Shou, that shop owner’s wife is not bad.”
Second Uncle Tian turned and looked at Old Shou, then remembered the latter half of his words.
He couldn’t help but be a bit worried. He couldn’t hide his words, so if he was worried, he would just say it out.
Mian Niang told him that he was fine.
Tian Rusi was able to say that she was a clown, but she had a bottom line for doing things, and was not the type of person who only cared about benefits. Mian Niang trusted her.
Moreover, they had the same goal. While they wanted to earn money, they also wanted to earn a good reputation for themselves.
Doing business was like this. With a good reputation and a good reputation, people would be willing to give you money.
These were the principles that Mian Niang had obtained from the Peach Blossom House.
Today was the first day of school, and a lot of people came to deliver their children. The residents of the eight villages all came with familiar faces, Mian Niang started to greet people the moment she entered the village, and started to greet them. After greeting everyone, she chatted with them for a while, and found that it was not really like that, because there was always a sentence that was useful in the eighteen sentences, and only one that was useful, Mian Niang said that it was other people’s.
He said nothing out of the ordinary and just chattered on and on.
Someone else’s, his, or his, or his, or his, or her’s, or his, or his, or her’s, or his, or his, or her’s, or his, or his, or his, or his,.
Mian Niang did not talk much, only smiling, but in truth he was just pretending to listen.
With just that one useful sentence, Second Uncle Tian carefully savored it for a long time. Finally, he was able to taste a bit of it.
That sentence was the same as not saying anything. It would not leave a message for others nor lead them into a ditch.
Second Uncle Tian had no choice but to squint his eyes as he looked at Mian Niang carefully.
Her delicate face and thin body made people surprised, in the past, she was a person who stayed silent, but in the short span of a few months, she was actually able to train to such a state, and when she thought about how Mian Niang kept the mountain, she understood.
However, in the eyes of these old-fashioned and conservative villagers, everything that Mian Niang had done was already considered impressive. After all, she had done better than anyone else, and such a person, before even waiting for a year, had already blushed, a shy female mother.
The school wasn’t big, but the teacher’s house had room for twenty or thirty children, all of different ages. They were gathered together to read, and the teacher was teaching them differently. He was an old man, dressed in a long white shirt and a kerchief, and he used to stroke his goatee with his hand when he spoke.
At this time of the year, the most extravagant person would appear, and his face would brighten up a little.
The students lined up one by one and entered the classroom. He didn’t care about how many they took. He would praise anyone’s child if he could say something nice.
The naughty one would say that his brain was nimble, while the honest one would say that he was hardworking and really did study hard. When he saw this, the smile on his face widened.
Not only did he have to exchange pleasantries with the adults, he also had to teach the children a few words.
Let’s see if these kids are too busy playing this holiday to put their knowledge aside.
The adults were delighted, and the gentleman showed them that he had not taken their money for nothing. He was really teaching their children how to read.
As for Song Zhien, he was well aware of Mian Niang’s identity, so when he saw that she was wearing men’s clothes, he did not poke at her, but instead secretly nodded his head.
His gaze turned to look at Song Zhien, and also let him memorize a part of the book, which Mian Niang could faintly distinguish, but did not let his brother recite. Mian Niang, on the other hand, shook his head, his voice was clear and did not have the slightest bit of hesitation, but he was still happy, and it was easy for people to see through his happy face.
It could be seen that he was very satisfied with Song Zhien.
After Song Zhien finished reciting the entire essay, he explained it to him and said, “Not bad, you didn’t leave your homework during the new year, but you still have to work harder.”
Song Zhien was very respectful to Master.
The teacher then turned and said to Mian Niang, “You’re still able to stay here for half a year, so you’ll have to study at the Academy in the second half of the year. I don’t have anything else to hand over.”
He was just an Elementary Scholar who had taken part in a few Imperial examinations, but his reputation had been ruined. Not only did he fail to get into high school, he had even dragged his family down with him and led them through their tough times. In the end, he realized that he really could not walk on this path and could only open a private school.
He looked at Mian Niang, and thought of the Mehanlin back then, who was also his student. Unfortunately, when he was only twelve years old, his mother felt that her knowledge was insufficient, and sent her to the Academy.
He also did not say anything, but in his heart, it was not that he did not feel that it was a pity. Mehanlin was very smart, only that his personality was a little impetuous and frivolous.
The academy had many complex people, and it was not just these countryside kids. With the personality of the Mehanlin, it was not a good thing at all.
When he found out that he was sick, he even went to visit him. It was just that the mother and son duo were not hot or cold, and he never came to visit them again, but he still felt that it was a pity. After all, they were in the prime of their lives, in the prime of their youth.
When he later found out that the Song Family and the Mei Family had swapped their pleasures, he felt that it was impossible even without seeing it.
He had seen the two families before, Song Youfu had taught them many times, he knew that this person was honest and dull, even Song Zhixiao was the same, making a marriage was a lifetime’s worth of business, these two families, they did not seem like the same family, and the marriage that they had been forced to make was not necessarily a good thing.
What happened later did confirm his conjecture.
Song Zhixiao kept the army, and when Song Youfu passed away and the woman in front of him went out to sell tofu, he, this poor old man, did not feel that it was wrong for the woman to reveal herself.
Back then, he had studied hard, and the one who supported him was his wife.
I just hope that this family will live better.
Their family had bought tofu before, but Mian Niang didn’t have any money at the beginning. After she barely managed to collect the money later on, she always ended up with an extra piece of tofu.
His wife began to feel embarrassed, and told him that he would only let his wife accept him.
When he turned back to face Song Zhien, his demands were even more strict, and the things he taught him was also much more. When he saw Song Zhien’s hard work, he couldn’t help but want to teach him everything he had learned.
He hoped that this family would have a chance to make a comeback one day.
He was saying this to Mian Niang because it was for the good of the Song Family.
He had told it to Song Zhien before, but he didn’t know whether Song Zhien had told it to his family or not.
When Mian Niang nodded, he knew that Song Zhien had already told him about this.
He touched the envelope and knew that there was a lot of money inside without opening it. He intentionally made Mian Niang take the money back, leaving behind only pork.
Unexpectedly, Mian Niang could only shake her head: “Sir, what are you doing? If you are going to act like this, how are we going to deal with this? It can’t be that you want me to bring my brother back, right?”
Since Mian Niang had said this, what else could Mister say? She could only put the envelope back and silently make up her mind that she would do her best to give Song Zhien everything she had learned, including the things in the examination hall, in the next half a year.
He also looked forward to the day when his students would be able to enter high school.
Then, he turned to Mian Niang and said, “Don’t worry.”
This was also a guarantee for the Song Family.
Mian Niang bowed and thanked him again in a serious tone before turning around and leaving the room.