Feng Yichen followed behind Feng Shaojin, looking at the newly built tile-roofed house: "This house is beautifully built, must have cost a lot of money?"
A group of people arrived at the new house at the head of the village. There were red couplets pasted on the door of the new house, red lanterns hung, red tiles and white walls, and it was a rare sight in the village.
Sitting at the door was an old man with gray hair who was missing a few teeth and was knocking sunflower seeds.
Looking at Feng Shaojin and his group, the old man grinned with a toothless mouth and asked, "Are you here to find my son again? He's behind the house."
Seeing these people with empty hands, the tone was a little displeased: "Are you asking for help and coming to the door empty-handed?"
Feng Shaojin didn't say a word, listening to the laughter inside, he lifted his feet and walked inside.
Mo Lingwei stood outside the door, looking at the woman who was coming back from the river to dry her clothes, and asked, "Are you the wife of the village chief?"
The woman was a bit older, her face was sallow, and she looked shy, "Why is your wife not a wife? What do you want to do with my man?
He was in the backyard, probably having dinner with Aunt Ma. "
"Aunt?" Mo Lingwei wondered: "Didn't this place implement monogamy a long time ago, and concubines are not allowed? Why is there still an aunt?"
The woman's face was embarrassing: "It's not because I'm useless and can't give birth to a boy."
Mo Lingwei: "..."
After staying in Western countries for a long time, I have long been accustomed to my own set of values. Now that I am in a barren village, I realize how different people's thinking is.
She gave birth to Xiang Yi, and never felt ashamed of Feng Shaojin, and subconsciously felt that Xiang Yi was no different from a boy, and could inherit her father's career.
Women are not necessarily inferior to men, such as sister-in-law, no matter how many men can't match.
But when I came here today, I realized how much the people here value the succession of the family, and how different is the difference between the growth of female dolls and male dolls?
In this world, the ones who look down on women the most are women who are also women.
They feel that their sex as a woman is inherently inferior to others, and they look down on their own daughters, thinking that they have given birth to a loser...
Mo Lingwei thought that this concept had long since disappeared with the decline of the Feng family, but unexpectedly, not only did it not disappear, but it was also deeply engraved in the heads of these women.
Mo Lingwei felt sad and desolate in her heart.
He Wenhao stayed beside Mo Lingwei, and comforted in a low voice: "Miss, you don't have to feel uncomfortable, they even look down on themselves, you can't help these people change their minds.
Now that a school is opened, it can only be started from the next generation of girls. "
Just as he was talking, the village head suddenly ran out behind Feng Shaojin: "My lords, I did follow the requirements of my superiors.
What can I do if they refuse to send their dolls to school?
I've done everything I can. "
He Wenhao said: "The superiors have stipulated that monogamy is required and concubines are not allowed. How did you do it?"
"I don't take concubines." The village head is not young, he looks almost forty, he pointed at the pretty girl standing at the door, "I just need her to have a son with me, I have no plans Take her as a concubine."
"You mean, as long as she gives birth to a son, let her go?" Feng Yichen held a dog's tail in his mouth: "That would be even worse."
The village chief shook his head: "No, no, I bought her to take care of my old mother. She gave birth to a son for me, so she can stay and take care of my old mother."
Mo Lingwei: "..."