Situ Cheng thought back to what happened last time, and felt that her accent was a big mistake, so she was recognized by Wang'er lightly. She decided to correct her accent, which was a mixture of Jiangsu, Xiang, and Hebei, to a pure local dialect.

After having this idea, I kept practicing at home, and language is learned only through communication. This is a bitter stone, and Situ Yuan is dragged to talk all the time.

"Daylily, can you let me rest for a while, my mouth is dry and my throat is about to smoke." Shi Zier complained.

"Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke!" She started again, and the southerners spoke with straight tongues that would not curl.

She was talking to herself as she made straw sandals out of corn stalks, and she had already knitted several pairs.

Shi Zi'er went to the jar and scooped a scoop of cold water and drank a few sips, and then handed the ladle filled with water to Situ Yuan. Ask:

"Drink water?"

"Don't drink, don't drink." She didn't lift her head.

"It's just terrifying." Shi Zi'er shook his head.

After the busy farming, it is to pay the harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, which is also smooth, and this year's harvest is not bad.

At this point, the peasants had a little time to rest, and during this time, Situ Cheng went to the homes of those skillful peasants to chat. On the one hand, I practiced my language, and on the other hand, I learned some crafts from them.

In this way, for about a month, Situ Cheng actually practiced an authentic Jizhou dialect.

During this month, straw sandals made of corn stalks, straw mats, straw mounds, and even rabbits and rats made of straw were piled up in the corners of the yard.

Everyone appreciates Situ Ming, no matter what she learns, she is diligent and talented, she is really a rare strange woman in the world.

"Mi'er, you've made up so much, and you've given it to the neighbors a lot, so let's rest." Aunt Shi persuaded.

"It's just, making up so much day and night, our family can't use it up." Shi Zier said.

"Twelve little rabbits, thirty-five little crickets, and little sparrows...... "I was counting the little animals made of straw."

"Mother, it's useful for me to make up these things. When the time comes to the market, these things can be exchanged for money. Situ Cheng kept saying in her hand.

"yes, I didn't think of that. However, we farmers have never done business, so we know how to buy and sell. Aunt Shi said again.

"Mother, you don't have to worry, I know." In her previous life, Situ Cheng tried her best to raise her children, and she also worked as a flower child who begged for a few days. The kind-hearted people took pity on her, and the little girl also brought two young children who were waiting to be fed, and she gave more alms, and she was beaten by many other beggars for this.

Later, she used the money she begged to rent a farmer's spinning wheel, loom and cotton, after all, this weaving skill was forced by her grandmother since she was a child, and it was also a strength. As a result, I don't know how many beatings I took and how many rolls I suffered before I met a kind-hearted person.

Her weaving skills are excellent, and the price is lower than that of others, coupled with the help of kind-hearted people, she has the name of "Strange Weaver Niang", and barely supports herself and her children. Now that she thinks it's a miracle that she and her child survived.

On the other hand, I also calculated the benefits of being disfigured, otherwise a flower-like woman of her age, even if she was not ruined by some bullies, it would be difficult to ensure that she would not be sold to those dirty places.

As long as you can endure hardships, be willing to learn and think more, and work hard to be down-to-earth, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome.

These truths were all figured out by her during those hellish days, and the current days are simply heaven for her. She has a warm home that she dreams of, with a father and mother who love her, adore her younger brother, and play with her brother, of course she doesn't admit that Shizier will be her brother, that little brat.

Aunt Shi knew what she meant, and said to her in a tough tone:

"That's not good, what does a woman look like when she goes outside, not to mention that your appearance is so eye-catching. Son, listen to my mother. The daughters of other families don't take a step out of the door, and I don't care about you when you visit the east and west families for a while. Actually, I wanted to tell you a long time ago, in three or four years, you will also be of the age of marriage. If you continue like this, how will you find a good mother-in-law's house? ”

When Shi Zi'er heard his mother say this, he immediately continued:

"That's better, it's okay, I'll marry."

Aunt Shi slapped him in the back and scolded:

"You're going to talk nonsense and make a mess of something. I'm talking to your sister seriously, don't you want your sister to have a good home in the future when you become an older brother? ”

"It's not my own sister, isn't it a good place to marry me in the future?" Shi Zier said unconvinced.

"You little ones don't know that sometimes gossip can ruin a person's life like a fiery beast." Aunt Shi sighed and said.

"Mother, don't say it. Some gossip has already spread, and I don't take it seriously, what can they do to me. Situ said.

Why should we stick to those useless rules and bind ourselves to a false prison?

Since the last time she had lost her fortune in the fields, there have been more things to say about her, and she has said everything. Some people say that she is bold and careful, clever and wise, and eliminates harm for the people. There are also those who say that she is spicy and fierce and has no feminine virtue, and some people say that she is insidious and cunning and plays everyone as fools.

After all, there is no impermeable wall, everyone knows who is in Shijia Village, and the villagers also love to gossip about the short gossip of the east and the west. Situ Ming's pretending to be dead and seriously injured was still known, and one by one it was boiling.

There were even some peasant women who passed by in front of the stone house and looked inside. What's more, he directly wanted to see Situ Ming, holding his hand and asking questions.

Situ Cheng saw that she was so curious, so she simply went to her house. Didn't you just don't know what happened in the field that day, okay, I'll tell you in detail, and I took the opportunity to learn your craft of weaving straw mats.

People are like this, the more things they don't know, the more they guess. When everything was clarified, she went to study other families' parents, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, quarrels, and other things.

Anyway, Situ Cheng didn't care, did she suffer less rumors in her previous life? Besides, if it weren't for her, the gang wouldn't have continued to plague Shijia Village. Some people really don't know what to do, and everyone is a bully who is afraid of the hard.

Situ Ming's thoughts and behaviors are incompatible with ordinary people, no wonder everyone looks sideways at her. It's like a sorghum plant that suddenly grows out of a crop full of corn, and no matter how well the sorghum grows, it will still be pulled out.

It is also like a golden bean suddenly appearing in a basket of soybeans, and the golden bean must be picked up as a treasure.

And Situ Ming, is it sorghum in the corn field or the golden beans in soybeans?