Chapter 3609

Li Xiucai's grandfather was very prescient. He married Li Xiucai's father and left him enough silver.

When he was alive, Li Xiucai's father lived as well as he thought, but.

After his death, Li Xiucai's father was out of control. He was like a runaway wild horse. Finally, he contracted the problem of gambling.

Gambling is an invincible hole. No matter how much money you have, gambling is a bubble.

The wealth left by Li Xiucai's grandfather was lost by Li Xiucai's father in just one year.

Finally, I owe a lot of gambling debt.

If Li Xiucai's mother hadn't changed the seller's items and filled in her dowry, Li Xiucai's father's hands would be lost.

But since then, Li Xiucai's life has become very difficult.

Li Xiucai's father had no money, and because Li Xiucai's mother told the people in the gambling house that if Li Xiucai's father owed gambling debts again, she would not recognize them. After that, Li Xiucai's father, who had nowhere to bet, began to make a living slowly.

But it's a pity that he was a pampered young master before. He couldn't carry his shoulders and hands. He was forced by life to break his waist.

Although Li Xiucai's father could read, he could only read. It was naturally impossible to write letters for others. Finally, he found a job to carry goods.

Although hard and tired, you can make some money.

After Li Xiucai showed his talent in reading, Li Xiucai's father, who was sighed by his father all day because he couldn't read, showed his male side for the first time, that is, no matter how hard and tired life is, he has to provide Li Xiucai with reading.

Li Xiucai also lived up to his expectations. From childhood, he was mostly the teacher's favorite student.

After Li Xiucai was admitted as a scholar, Li Xiucai's father was even more happy and said frankly that his Li family had hope.

While Li Xiucai was planning a better future, his father was unable to work because of accidents.

Li Xiucai has been supported by his family because of his good study. He has a spoiled bad habit. Now the family can't continue to support him. His life has become a little worse, so he throws his face all day.

Moreover, the girl he likes wants to marry others, which makes him feel even worse.

Having had enough of the hardships of life, when Li Xiucai was desperate, wanniang's father took the initiative to come to the door. He not only gave him a beautiful woman as his daughter-in-law, but also was willing to sponsor him with money for his fame.

Although Li Xiucai, who had enough of the pain without money, was very concerned about wanniang's origin as a merchant, who would have trouble with money, soon married wanniang as his wife.

Just, a person looks down on you, will not look down on you because you gave me money.

And the more money wanniang's father gave, the more Xiucai looked down on wanniang.

Because the more money wanniang's father gives, the more it means that he is worth so much money. He doesn't need to take wanniang seriously.

Because, no matter how he is, wanniang's family will hold him tightly.

Poor wanniang's parents always thought that as long as their family was good to Li Xiucai, Li Xiucai would be good to wanniang.

But I didn't expect that the better they treat Li Xiucai, the less Li Xiucai takes wanniang seriously and despises wanniang more and more.

On the first day of wanniang's marriage to Li Xiucai, although Li Xiucai was stunned by wanniang's beautiful appearance for a moment on the wedding night, he soon died   Bored with the identity of wanniang, as wanniang's parents treat him better and better, he also despises wanniang more and more.

So when Mingming had a servant girl, Li Xiucai's mother still asked her to wash the dirty clothes of the whole family in order to learn from her.

Wanniang was also spoiled and raised since childhood. Her fingers don't touch the spring water. Where she has washed clothes, she can't clean it naturally.

Li Xiucai's mother said frankly that if wanniang couldn't wash her clothes, she wouldn't want to rest.

My late mother was pressed to wash her clothes in the backyard all day.

In the daytime, I could bear it forcibly. At night, sadness came from it, and I couldn't help crying.

Jiujiu listened to the cry in her ear, climbed up the rockery, sat on the wall and looked at the weeping wanniang, "what are you crying for?"

Wanniang was crying. Suddenly she heard someone talking. As soon as she looked up, she saw a powder ball carved with powder and jade sitting on the wall and asked herself what she was crying about?

Although Jiujiu is sixteen, she is carved with raw powder and jade. She looks like a child anyway.

Looking at Jiujiu's small group sitting on the wall, my late mother hurriedly ran to the wall and said anxiously, "girl, why are you sitting on the wall? Come down quickly and don't fall."

Jiujiu didn't answer wanniang's words, but looked at wanniang and continued, "what are you crying for?"

My late mother wiped the tears on her cheeks and said, "I didn't cry. I'm afraid you heard wrong."

"But I heard you crying in the yard just now."

Jiujiu tilted her head, and her white little face showed a puzzled expression.

The more Jiujiu said, the more sad she was.

The little girls next door heard their own crying. It's unreasonable that the family can't hear his crying. They didn't come out, which can only show that they just want to watch her cry.

His husband, the closest person in the world, watched his mother grind himself. He would rather stay in the house than say a word for himself. It can be seen how cold his heart is.

Thinking of what her father said when she got married, my mother felt even worse.

However, the family scandal should not be publicized. Even if she has thousands of pain in her heart, she still can't publicize it to her mouth.

My late mother smiled bitterly, "girl, I'm fine."

"Why are you crying when you're okay?"

"I thought of some sad things, so I cried."

"What sad thing?" Jiu Jiu said, looked down at the basin of dirty clothes and twisted her eyebrows. "Were you washing clothes just now?"

My late mother nodded, "HMM."

"Are you crying because you can't finish washing your clothes?"

Although I was crying for this reason, I don't know why. It's always a little inexplicable shame to be directly said by Jiujiu.

My late mother blushed, shook her head and denied, "no, no, I cried because I thought of something sad."

She couldn't tell the little girl that she cried because she couldn't wash clothes and was tortured by her mother-in-law.

The little girl looks so young. It's the time of innocence. She shouldn't experience the dangers of the world at a young age.

Jiujiu was about to continue questioning when suddenly there was a scream of green smoke behind her, "ah, miss, why did you run to the wall? Come on, miss, she ran to the wall."

Jiu Jiu, "..."