Chapter 92

92. Chapter 92: Knife Grinding Water Decoction

Jiang Xiaoxiao was very puzzled. Since Zhao Dasao knew that Zhao the Scoundrel had an affair with Widow Xu, why didn't she let people spread it out?

If she made it real that Zhao the Scoundrel had an affair with Widow Xu, couldn't Zhao Dasao take the opportunity to propose a divorce from Zhao the Scoundrel?

This era is a patriarchal society, and men can marry one wife and many concubines, but there are also laws that stipulate that once a woman discovers her husband is cheating, she can also propose a divorce.

Qiulian Niang opened her mouth on the side: "Zhao Dasao has a weak personality. If she dares to propose a divorce, Zhao the Scoundrel can beat her to death."

Jiang Xiaoxiao was silent.

She suddenly remembered a news story she saw in the modern era. A woman was beaten by her husband to the point of being paralyzed for life, and she had to hang a feces bag for the rest of her life to survive... This incident fermented to the end, and the woman didn't divorce her abusive husband.

It is like this in the modern era, let alone in ancient times where women's status is low.

Especially in this kind of feudal, backward, and closed ancient village, men can completely borrow the excuse of domestic violence to beat their wives at home to death, and then remarry.

"It's just a pity for the sisters Chunmiao and Chunya who suffer..."

Finally, Qiulian Niang looked at Chunmiao, who was burying her head in work without saying a word, and showed a look of hatred for iron not becoming steel, "Zhao Dasao is really, even if she doesn't think for herself, she should think for the children. How can it work if she doesn't stand up at home?"

Chunmiao's hand throwing firewood into the stove paused. When her eyes fell on the bruises exposed on her arm, her nose felt a little sour.

Last night when she went home, Zhao the Scoundrel grabbed her and asked about the wages. She said no, and Zhao the Scoundrel didn't believe it, beating and scolding her. Her mother climbed down from the bed and knelt on the ground crying and begging.

Zhao the Scoundrel kicked her mother impatiently. She was so angry that she rushed forward and wanted to fight back, but her mother held her tightly, crying and saying he is your father, you can't do anything to him...

Facing Zhao the Scoundrel's poisonous beating, her mother would never resist. Even if these poisonous beatings fell on her own children, she would silently bear them for the children.

Sometimes she really hated, hated Zhao the Scoundrel for being ruthless and poisonous, and also hated her mother for being useless.

"Sister Chunmiao..."

Noticing Jiang Xiaoxiao's gaze, Chunmiao hurriedly pulled her sleeve, which was a bit short, to cover the bruises on her arm, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao had sharp eyes and naturally saw that trace of bruise, but she pretended not to see it and just said: "Is your mother better now? My mother found a few herbs for dispersing blood stasis and relieving pain on the mountain a few days ago. Take some back when you leave."

Saying this, she went into the room and took out two small orange-red flowers, "My mother said this is the Chinese herbal medicine safflower, which has the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, is more suitable for bruises, and can also relieve pain."

Qiulian Niang looked curiously at the two dried orange-red small flowers in Jiang Xiaoxiao's hand. She had also seen them when she went up the mountain to dig wild vegetables before. It turned out that this was Chinese herbal medicine. She thought it was wild flowers in the mountain...

Chunmiao suppressed the astringency in her heart and took them with both hands, saying gratefully: "Thank you, Sister Xiaoxiao."

Her mother finally rested in bed for two days, and her injuries were just a little better. Last night, she was beaten by Zhao the Scoundrel, and the injuries on her body began to worsen. This herb just solved her urgent need.

"Oh, by the way..." Jiang Xiaoxiao suddenly said again, "Sister Chunmiao, this herb must be boiled into a soup to be effective, and it must be boiled with knife-grinding water to be the best."

"Knife-grinding water?"

Chunmiao and Qiulian Niang, who was listening on the side, were both stunned. It seemed to be the first time they heard that boiling medicine required knife-grinding water.

However, since this herb was discovered by Xiaoxiao's mom, maybe it was this kind of usage.

After all, she was a young lady from a scholarly family before, and had read many books, possibly including medical books, and knew medical skills that they, the people in the village, didn't know.

Jiang Xiaoxiao bent her eyebrows slightly, and the lying silkworm was distinct. She smiled and said: "Sister Chunmiao, if your dad beats you and your mother again in the future, you boil the safflower medicine soup with knife-grinding water at night."

"Oh, okay..."

Looking at Chunmiao, who received the safflower herb in a daze, Jiang Xiaoxiao hooked her lips imperceptibly. Since Zhao Dasao didn't have the courage to divorce, she had to start with Zhao the Scoundrel.

On the other side.

Widow Xu returned home indignantly. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Zhao the Scoundrel lying on her bed with his legs crossed, and she was even more angry.

"Your two daughters are working in that Jiang widow's house, taking such high wages. You don't go back to wait, what are you doing here!" Widow Xu pulled up Zhao the Scoundrel and pushed him out of the house.

Why could those two dead girls work there and take wages, but she couldn't?

Originally, she came with the idea of stealing the snow cake recipe, but not only was she rejected, but she also saw Chunmiao and Chunya in the courtyard, which made her even more angry.

"What wages!" Speaking of this, Zhao the Scoundrel was also a bit angry, "Those two dead girls work for nothing for others, where are there any wages?"

He searched the two girls from top to bottom last night and didn't find half a copper coin.

Widow Xu heard this, and only then did she feel comfortable, but she continued to provoke: "Humph, others have twenty copper coins for working, but your girls don't have any. You have to go and ask for it yourself! You can't let your two daughters work for nothing!"

Zhao the Scoundrel was originally worried about this, and when he heard this, his eyes lit up. It seemed to be the reason!

His daughters worked there, why couldn't he go and ask for wages?

Chunmiao and Chunya had been working at her house for two or three days, at least sixty copper coins!

Thinking of this, Zhao the Scoundrel wanted to go out.

Widow Xu pulled him again: "Don't be anxious, wait for a few more days before you go. Otherwise, if you go to make a scene now, that Jiang widow won't let your daughters work in the future, and you won't have money to take in the future."

Zhao the Scoundrel heard this, and it seemed to be the reason.

He suppressed the greed in his heart, hugged Widow Xu, and kneaded her again, "Ouch, my baby, you are still smart."

Widow Xu endured the nausea in her heart and continued: "I went there today and saw Liu Dagang leading a few men to dig a cellar outside her courtyard. You said why is she digging a cellar for no reason?"

Zhao the Scoundrel unbuttoned his pants anxiously, and when he heard this, he said: "Who knows why she suddenly wants to dig a cellar. That piece of land has been bought by her. She can do whatever she wants on it, and we can't control it."

"Buying land?" Widow Xu was surprised, "When did she buy the land, why don't I know?"

"It seems to be more than half a month ago. I heard she found Lizheng and spent one and a half taels of silver to buy that piece of land..."

"What, one and a half taels of silver?!" Widow Xu's tone was sour, "We can't earn two taels of silver all year round, and she is willing to spend so much money to buy that useless wasteland?"

That piece of wasteland is full of weeds and gravel, and can't grow crops. What is she buying it for? (End of chapter)