In Ji Yan's life, there is nothing to say.

A successful career, the sons and daughters are in pairs. Family careers are also successfully completed. At the age of retirement, Ji Yanzhi simply retire early, taking Tang Tiantian to travel south and north. Even after Tang Tiantian passed away first, Ji Yanzhi simply made arrangements for his children and descendants, and left without nostalgia.

Ji Yanzhi was not in a hurry to go to the next world. He returned to the source world and chatted for a while with the mythical beast Abu who used the source world as an ocean to swim around. I slept on the floating mat for almost a hundred years before leaving for the next moment.

Ji Yanzhi doesn't like to choose specific planes and worlds for the trial of the spokesperson of the heavenly path. Ji Yanzhi chooses randomly. But if it is random, there is uncertainty, and there is no way to know what the next plane world will be.

Just like now, after the darkness, Ji Yanzhi was awakened by a burst of heart-piercing baby crying.

Ji Yanzhi opened his eyes abruptly, and the next moment he looked at the dilapidated wood house. How come there are babies crying in there? Then he looked around. The house is a bit dilapidated, but the materials used are good red brick and cement walls, and even the ground is covered with a layer of cement.

As for the roof, traditional wooden piles are used as beams, with tiles that have become a little black due to rain. On the beams are hanging bacon, bamboo baskets, plus a kerosene lamp on the table, as well as the dark blue cotton shirt worn by the original owner, as well as military uniforms, and the pair on the bed that has been polished brightly. , The big-toed leather shoes carefully maintained by the original owner, all show that Ji Yanzhi has come to the 60s and 70s again.

And... the identity seems to be married.

"Wow...wow!!!"

The baby placed in the wood shed was still crying, hoarse.

Ji Yanzhi didn't have time to think about it or even accept the memory of the original owner, and he turned over and got out of bed. But just as he was leaving the room and was about to go to the wood shed to take a look, the yard outside the door sounded cursing the street.

"My old mother has been a widow for many years, and she has worked so hard to grow up the sons and seven daughters left by my old Maotou. The daughters are married well, and the old mother has nothing to worry about. But what kind of sin did the old mother do? A useless daughter-in-law. If you can't give birth to a son, she's still lazy. See when it's all here and don't know how to cook? How can you wait for the old lady, the mother-in-law, to come and serve you?"

As the old lady Ji said, she took a spit of thick sputum on the ground, and then scolded. "I gave birth to another girl, and I want my old lady to serve you, dream!"

Ji Yanzhi frowned and immediately accepted the memory.

This is a patriarchal family. Strictly speaking, this was a very common phenomenon for people in the 60s and 70s. Most people are patriarchal.

Ji Lao Niang, who was still cursing the street with a **** outside the door,—Mrs. Zhu, in order to fight her son, but had two children in three years, and only after collecting the seven fairies, did she give birth to a baby bump like the original master Ji Dachun.

Such a long-awaited baby son, Mrs. Zhu and the old man Ji, who had passed away a long time ago, have only one purpose, and that is to pet them hard. Even after the sudden death of Old Man Ji suffered an accident, the detached treatment of the original owner Ji Dachun over the seven sisters has not been reduced.

And in order to maintain a living, especially to maintain the treatment that Ji Dachun has always had, Mrs. Zhu insisted on selling all seven daughters one after another for a good price, and then used the gift money to build a house for Ji Dachun to marry the neighboring village. He Xiaozhen, a good-natured man.

The reason why He Xiaozhen was passed on by the matchmaker was that her mother, He's mother, came in, but gave birth to three sons in succession, and finally got a little girl like He Xiaozhen. And He Xiaozhen is beautiful, with a particularly round buttocks, she will follow her mother at a glance, so in order to choose a daughter-in-law, the overwhelmingly selected old lady Zhu fell in love with He Xiaozhen.

Mrs. Zhu then gave a full one hundred and eighty yuan as a bride price, which brought in He Xiaozhen. We must know that in the 1960s and 1970s, it was still in the countryside. The one-hundred-eighty-dollar bride price was definitely a sky-high price. The peasants who eat in the ordinary land did not earn tens of yuan a year, let alone hundreds.

The reason why Mrs. Zhu is so rich is that she has bought seven daughters at a good price.

Mrs. Zhu is also good at brainwashing. It is obvious that the seven daughters married them in a way of'selling' them. As a result, none of the seven daughters hated her. Instead, they competed for filial piety. Even if they are married, they are still trying their best to subsidize their natal family. It can be said that the food and clothing of Mrs. Zhu and Ji Dachun for a year are all given away by their seven daughters.

In this regard, it is not only that Mrs. Zhu accepts the behavior of the seven daughters who want to supplement her natal family regardless of the small family, but even the guy who doesn't speak much of Ji Dachun on weekdays, but rather gnaws on the seven brother-in-laws with peace of mind.

However, because Mrs. Zhu was a widow when Ji Dachun was about ten years old, her personality became aggressive and strong. This is the norm in single-parent families. Generally, parents are strong, and their children are softer and weaker. Ji Dachun is like this.

He is gentle and handsome, and unlike other rural men, he likes to beat his wives.

It was just that he was sleeping in a spacious room, and He Xiaozhen, who had just given birth to a child, was driven to live in a wood house with the child. Ji Yanzhi felt that Ji Dachun was not a thing. Even if he had not beaten and scolded He Xiaozhen on weekdays, and even if Mrs. Zhu was angry and deliberately buckled He Xiaozhen, he secretly stuffed He Xiaozhen with things, but he couldn't hide the fact that he was not a gadget.

Ji Yanzhi cursed inwardly and left the room along the way.

"Mom, Xiaozhen has just given birth to a child. You... have rushed her and the child to live in the wood house, and let her work, is it appropriate?"

Ji Yanzhi learned the tone of the original owner, and timidly advised Mrs. Zhu, only to be slapped in the face by Mrs. Zhu.

Mrs. Zhu pointed to Ji Yanzhi's nose, and the accusation Sang cursed again. "When someone has never given birth to a child, I think that the old mother gave birth to a child, and after only sitting for three days of confinement, she would get up and do housework. How can she be like that prodigal lady, she only knows to be lazy when she sees the sky."

"It's nothing more than giving birth to grandchildren for my elder mother. It happened to have one child and one girl. This is the third child, and it turns out to be a girl and loser."

Mrs. Zhu's voice was so loud that she could almost hear her neighbors clearly, not to mention that the little girl who had just been coaxed to sleep by He Xiaozhen was scared to cry by Mrs. Zhu's cursing.

At this moment, Ji Yanzhi didn’t care about maintaining the original owner’s soft and cowardly character. He directly left behind and was ready to point fingers at Sang Huai. The old lady Zhu, who scolded the street, ran into the wood shed after a few trots, without saying anything, and directly stretched out his hand and hugged him. From He Xiaozhen.

He Xiaozhen, who was secretly wiping tears, was stunned by Ji Yanzhi's actions. Before he could speak, Ji Yanzhi trot back to her original house, which was very spacious. Yes, Ji Dachun lives in the main house. As for Mrs. Zhu, who seems to be aggressive and strong, lives in a side house. All good things are delivered to Ji Dachun who lives in the main house.

"Dachun, you..." How did it change today?

He Xiaozhen, whose eyes were reddish, was only half of his words, and he saw Ji Yanzhi hurriedly out of the room, returned to the chaifang, and took the child back to the main room.

Ji Yanzhi didn't dare to leave the little girl alone, because he was afraid that Mrs. Zhu would have evil thoughts. Like the original story line, he listened to feudal superstitions and believed that the reason why He Xiaozhen gave birth to daughters was the birthday of three daughters. The eight characters hindered the birth of the little grandson.

So the eldest daughter and the second daughter were given to the most filial sister Ji and Yaomei to raise her, and then the little daughter was sold secretly, so that the young couple Ji Dachun and He Xiaozhen should not worry about their three daughters and concentrate on giving birth to her sons.

Ji Yanzhi, who got the outline of the plot, only felt that Mrs. Zhu’s behavior was so dull. He Xiaozhen only gave birth to three daughters. She said that the three daughters had lost the son who had no shadow. She herself gave birth to seven fairies. Why? Don't give away or sell the daughters?

Ji Yanzhi kissed the little girl who was full of milk scent, listening to the little girl who seemed to be babbling about grievances, the whole mood was beautiful. I don't even bother to care about Mrs. Zhu who almost fell down with anger because of his sudden behavior.

Old lady Zhu angrily patted her chest, just about to yell at Ji Yanzhi, never thought that Ji Yanzhi took the little girl into the house and stuffed it into He Xiaozhen's hands to remind her to feed the baby, and then stepped briskly and ran in. I went to the kitchen to cook for my wife.

This Pidiandian behavior, coupled with Ji Yanzhi's indifferent gesture of treating her as the wind in his ears, made Mrs. Zhu almost angry.

——Isn’t that if you have a daughter-in-law, you forget your mother?

The frustrated old lady Zhu began to scold again, but she was reluctant to really scold her pimple son, so she simply pointed to the concealed door of the main room: "A bogus who can't even know an egg, what to eat."

Seeing the bacon and the white noodles with poached eggs in the bowl, Mrs. Zhu's body trembled.

She is not very willing to eat such a good thing, and feed it to the scumbag who can't give birth to a son. Isn't it a waste of it?

Mrs. Zhu felt aggrieved and panicked, but his precious son was still plausible.

"Mom, Xiaozhen hasn't eaten anything for a long time. She's still nursing her baby. There's not enough milk. If I don't have enough to eat, I'm afraid I won't have milk to feed the baby."

In addition, Ji Yanzhi was afraid that the grumpy, acrimonious old lady Zhu, in order to repair He Xiaozhen, regardless of the preciousness of the food, overturned the noodle bowl with a slap, and stepped back several steps while protecting the noodle bowl, and then detoured into the main room. Let He Xiaozhen, who hasn't recovered from Ji Yan's sudden behavior, eat quickly.