Chapter Twenty-Three: Unable to Recover
That's what the original owner thought, because in her memory, there were incidents of families who couldn't afford to raise children in this era who drowned newborn baby girls.
Dong Xueer has been able to live for so many years because she knows these and is grateful that her parents did not drown her in the first place.
The little Dong Xue'er's wish is actually very simple, that is, she can eat a full meal, she can wear a warm winter coat in winter, and the Yun family can not scold or beat her.
Dong Xueer's clearest memory is watching other people's children coquettish in front of their parents, watching other people's children eat meat in a big gulp, and watching other people's younger brothers and children wear new clothes to pay New Year's greetings to each other.
And she can only watch from afar, except that envy is envy.
How many times has the little person been beaten and scolded by his mother, crying alone to Huzi to express his grievances and his humble wishes.
Xue'er in her previous life thought she was a pitiful, but when her memories merged with Dong Xue'er, she knew what real pity was.
After all, although she was raised by her grandmother, her grandmother never abused her. Although she has no father or mother, she is taken care of by her grandmother when she is sick; was bullied, and her grandmother came forward to find a place for her; When it was frozen, her grandmother sewed thick cotton clothes for her; Coming home from school and hungry with ready-made hot meals to eat.
What does Dong Xueer have? There are a couple of parents who are crazy. Happy to tease the child, teach some knowledge and life skills. If you are unhappy, you will either not be her daughter, or you will be beaten or scolded.
In the eyes of his biological father, he is only selfish, even if his wife and daughter eat vegetarian food every day, and he has chicken, duck and fish at every meal, he didn't say that he would let his wife and daughter eat a bite.
The biological mother only has the husband she loves in her eyes, even if her daughter eats bran with her, she has to please her husband. I'd rather my daughter be skinny than boil an egg for my daughter to eat.
Dong Xueer is the most reluctant to celebrate the New Year, because others have new clothes to wear during the New Year, and she will only make children of the same age sneer when she goes out.
She also wants to celebrate the New Year the most, because on the day she kills the New Year's pig, the Yun family will allow her to eat meat that day. Three hundred and sixty-five days, the only day where you can eat meat, and you are full.
No matter what the complexity in Dong Xiucai's eyes was, Xue'er didn't want to guess where he went and returned, and Xue'er didn't want to know, all she had to do now was how to change the situation of this body.
As for all the previous grievances against the original owner, she was powerless to help get them back.
So in front of the head of the Dong family, she can just do it naturally, she doesn't have to be too deliberate to please, and she doesn't have to avoid being like a snake and scorpion.
Dong Xiucai took the wooden basin in Xue'er's hand, Xue'er thanked her sweetly, and then stepped forward to open the lock of the courtyard door.
It's almost noon, and she still has a lot of chores to do.
Dong Xiucai helped Xue'er spread out the washed sheets on the shelves in the backyard.
Ignoring the tiger who came forward to offer her courtesy, Xue'er invited Dong Xiucai into the hall, and then asked her grandfather to sit and wait for her to make tea.
In ordinary farmhouses, tea is used to entertain distinguished guests, and it is rarely taken out from the family to drink, like the old man Yun, because of the exceptionally good tea, there will be drinking.
In Xue'er's house, Dong Changhe likes this bite, so he always has it at home.
Xue'er went out, Dong Xiucai didn't sit there, but got up and went to Dong Changhe's study and found a book to look through.
Dong Changhe is a person who likes to read books, no matter what kind of book he likes to read. One of the things he often says is: There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book.
There are many books in the house, and in his study, one of the north walls is full of bookshelves, and there are many books on the shelves according to classification.
There are nine floors of mahogany bookshelves, densely packed with books.
Some are historical, some are subsets of classics and histories, some are agricultural books, some are military books, some are miscellaneous records in the field, and some are myths and legends.
Dong Changhe is most envious of those generals who can lead troops to fight, not Wenchen who stirs up trouble in the court, but unfortunately his body is not good, otherwise he would have joined the army during the conscription.
At the bottom of the bookshelf are some bamboo slips, all of which are treasures that Dong Changhe has collected over the years.
On the east side, against the wall, there is a Bogu shelf, on which are the so-called antiques he picked up and the Xun he collected, as well as some wood carvings carved by his own hands.
On the west wall hangs the paintings of the four gentlemen of Meilan, Zhuju and Ju, which are from the hands of Dong Changhe.
I have to say that Dong Changhe is a versatile man, and all his dreams have not been realized because of his body.
There is a desk in front of the bookshelf, on which the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are placed in a regular manner, and Dong Xueer will come in every day to clean it.
On the west side of the desk is a porcelain jar, in which some drawing paper and calligraphy and paintings drawn by Dong Changjiang are placed.
There is a flower stand next to each of the two doors, and there is a pot of orchids on each of them, which should be just ordinary varieties of orchids, and Xue'er doesn't know what kind of orchids it is, she has not studied this aspect.
On the flue near the window was a mat with a couch table in the middle of the mat and a sheepskin on each side. A cushion is placed on each side of the wall. On the east side of the wall hangs a guqin, and on the west side hangs a bamboo flute.
On the couch table is a chessboard and two chess boxes.
The whole study is clear at a glance, and the layout is elegant and generous, all of which are from Dong Changhe's hands.
He has no attainments in himself or music, he can only play the whistle. It was when I heard that my wife had two brushes on music, so I bought a flute and a guqin, and sometimes when I was interested, I would let my wife sit under the grape trellis and play a song for him.
Soon Xue'er brewed the tea, brought it to the study with a tea tray, and handed it to Dong Xiucai in a proper manner: "Grandpa, please drink tea, you sit, Xue'er will make lunch." ”
Dong Xiucai nodded, didn't say anything, he didn't know anything about housework, especially cooking.
Because when the Yun family left, the room where the food was kept was locked, so Xue'er couldn't get the expensive food like rice to entertain the cheap grandfather.
I had to take a trick and still steamed the millet that ordinary people eat.
As for the dish, I had to steam an egg custard and fry a vinegared cabbage with Chinese cabbage.
There are still some shepherd's cabbage that I dug up yesterday, and by the way, I will mix a cold dish.
Because she knew that cheap grandpa liked to eat toon, although it was a repetition, she still fried a toon scrambled egg.
Thanks to the large number of chickens and ducks raised by the Yun family, she picked up more than 20 eggs, more than a dozen duck eggs and six goose eggs this morning.
By the way, mix the food of the two piglets, and the chickens, ducks, geese and dogs only need to be fed once a day in the morning and evening.
There was not much water left in the kitchen, so after stir-frying the vegetables, waiting for the staple food to simmer, Cher took a small bucket to the well to fetch water.