Anchang County, Weishui Town, Shanghe Village!

The Lin family took advantage of the sunset to carry back the sweet potatoes that had just been recovered from the ground.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard the ghosts crying and wolf howling in the house.

"The old lady won't pick your skin today, I will have your surname." A gruff voice came.

"Milk, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, don't hit me." The voice of a little girl.

Lin Muxiao shook her head, it was obviously her sister who annoyed the old lady in the family and was beaten.

"Sister, sister save me, my milk will beat me to death." When Lin Muyun saw his sister, he ran away and rushed over here.

"Save you, I'll see who dares to stop you today, you don't work all day long, and you learn to steal, my mother can't beat you to death." The fifty-year-old lady chased after her, no slower than Lin Muyun.

Before Lin Muyun ran out, he was caught by the old lady, and the small stick in his hand fell on Lin Muyun's buttocks, followed by Lin Muyun's scream.

The Lin family didn't care, put the sweet potatoes in the house, and did whatever they wanted.

Lin Muyun really wanted to save her sister, but she was really powerless, the old lady's combat power was not ordinary, she still didn't mess with her.

Lin Muyun sighed, sat in the room and looked at the muddy walls and thatched roofs around him, feeling sad for no reason.

She is not from here, she is a college graduate in the 21st century, and after graduation, she went to Sanya for a vacation with her classmates, but who knew that the plane crashed, and she came here.

She has been here for a week, from the previous disbelief, to the discouragement in the back, and then to the final helpless compromise, she has gradually adapted to this place.

She had never heard of the dynasty she had traveled from, and she did not know what was going on outside, but she had been in the village since she came, except for farm work.

She has now finished understanding the situation of the Lin family, and the Lin family has more porridge and less porridge, and life is not good.

Lin Shimao, the old man of the Lin family, and his wife Zhou Qiong have a total of three sons, two daughters, the children have already married, the two daughters are married far away, they are both in the county next door, and the conditions are okay, but they don't help their mother's family much, just because the mother-in-law of the mother-in-law is powerful.

Three sons, the eldest son Lin Zetao married his wife Qin, both husband and wife are honest and duty-bound masters, and gave birth to two daughters and a son. His son Lin Pingzhi is fifteen years old this year, but he is a non-stingy man, he is away from home all day and mingles in the town.

The eldest daughter is Lin Muxiao, twelve years old this year, the original owner is as honest as her father, and she doesn't say much at home, so it's easy for people to forget her existence.

The second daughter Lin Muyun is different, she is six years old this year, she is still a demon king in the village, and she is also bold at home, and she secretly touches the food at home from time to time, in fact, she is not to blame, except for the men, the rest of the Lin family is not very full.

The second room of the Lin family, Lin Zehai and his wife Liu, gave birth to two sons and a daughter, the eldest son Lin Pingzhi is sixteen years old and studies in the town, the second son Lin Pingwu is twelve years old and studies in the town, and the daughters Lin Muduo and Lin Pingwu are dragon and phoenix fetuses.

The Lin family has three rooms, Lin Zecai and his wife Sun have two sons, the eldest son Lin Pingshu is twelve years old and studies in the town, and the second son Lin Pingcong is eight years old this year and is also studying in the town.

The grandchildren of the Lin family except for the son of the Dafang family, the rest are studying, and the cost of reading in this era is a lot, two taels of silver per person per year, not including the silver money of pen, ink, paper, inkstone and extracurricular books, and the four brothers basically need to use twenty taels of silver a year, which is already very economical.