MTL - I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 8 I’ll tolerate you again

 “Mother...Why does the mother look at her son like this?”

Bai Yunxi leaned on the pillow, looking at his cowardly look, feeling disgusted.

“Boss, your father has passed away. As the eldest son in the family, what are your plans for the future?”

"Go back to mother, our Song Dynasty governs the world with filial piety. Mother is the old lady in the family, and the son is willing to listen to mother's arrangements." Bai Anchen thought for a moment, bowed, and spoke solemnly.

Hearing the inconsistent tone, Bai Yunxi really wanted to kick him out.

You are such an old lady, I will go to **** with you.

"Then are you filial?" Bai Yunxi looked at him and said quietly.

 “If your son is unfilial, should your mother punish you?”

Bai Anchen knelt on the ground with a plop. At this moment, he finally knew that his mother was still angry with him.

　　　‘It is difficult to raise a woman and a villain, but the sage will not deceive me. ’

Baiyunxi clenched his fists and ground his molars, I will bear with you one more time.

"Your father is gone, and I'm afraid the private school won't be able to continue. After paying off the debts of this courtyard, the family will only have two acres of dry farmland and two foreign debts from Doctor Yang."

"Life has to come, and the fields have always been cultivated by your second brother and his wife. Your wife is responsible for the laundry and cooking at home. From now on, the fourth and fifth brothers will also have to do what they can to support the family. Whatever you are suitable for, go back by yourself. Think about it, you can’t fall behind these brothers no matter what, right?”

“…Yes, my son will go back and plan carefully.”

Bai Anchen was stunned. Thinking about this big family, he couldn't help but feel a headache.

Seeing the cheap eldest son leave, Bai Yunxi finally couldn't help but roll her eyes at his back. She was cowardly and selfish. Even if she used her eldest son to suppress him, it would be hard to use after reforming him.

Hands of bad cards will cause trouble no matter how you play. Looking at the furnishings in the room, the boxes and cabinets, and the simple dressing table, although they are not worth mentioning compared to those of ordinary large families, in ordinary people's homes, these are items that they would be reluctant to throw away after several lifetimes of use.

The common people's family was having a hard time, and it was even more difficult to save some family property. The original owner's family, both his grandfather and father were famous scholars.

Since there were too many children in the family, and they couldn’t accommodate them even after they got married, my grandfather took the decision to divide the families among his sons.

Each family subsidized money to build a house. In her generation, her parents only gave birth to a daughter.

Even so, it took three generations to build this family fortune, so you can imagine the difficulty.

Unexpectedly, it would all come to nothing in the blink of an eye.

This is also the reason why the original owner wanted to protect the house with all his strength even though he knew it was unreasonable.

Baiyunxi sighed weakly, lying sideways on the bed, sorting out the memories in his mind.

The village where the original owner lived was called Liushuwan. One hundred and eighty families lived in this village, which was considered a medium-sized village.

　　In her generation, the Bai family has only one daughter. As the only daughter in the family, she has been pampered since she was young, proud and domineering.

 The deceased Lao Juren was the adopted son of the Bai family and her son-in-law.

 Because Lao Juren was picked up by the father of the original owner.

She still remembered that when she was very young, the original owner's father went out to meet friends. When he came back, he picked up a child covered in blood. After recovering from his injuries, he discovered that the child had lost his memory. At the suggestion of everyone, the original owner's father adopted the child as his adopted son and adopted him as his adopted son. The name is Bai Yunhui.

From then on, the original owner had many adopted brothers.

Bai Yunhui studied and learned literacy next to the old scholar, and won the imperial examination at the age of fifteen.

The great future has not yet begun. Her adoptive father died of illness, and her adoptive mother was devastated. She could not afford to fall ill. Before she passed away, she entrusted her daughter to her adopted son. She watched the two get married before closing her eyes.

 (End of this chapter)