The Journey Of The Peasant Mother-in-Law

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The sons of the Zhou family were worried.
They thought that with their father gone, it seemed that they were going to lose their mother.
The sons were frightened by the thought that their father returning only to find their mother gone.

On the third day, Zhulan felt that it was time to find something for herself.
After dinner, she handed over the task to her eldest.
“The courtyard wall in the house is too short.
You and the second child can find some people to re-cut the courtyard wall to a height of at least two meters.”

Boss Zhou exhaled, Mother has something to do, as long as she has something to do, it was great.
He hadn’t slept well in the past few days, “Ok Mother I will take care of it.”

Zhulan looked at Rong Chuan, who had no sense of existence, and the eldest grandson who wanted to play.
She was not good at ancient Chinese, but she was good at mathematics.
Ah, there are mathematical questions in the imperial examinations, and life is inseparable from mathematics.
“From now on, the whole family will learn to count.”

Li shi was frightened, and instantly remembered the memory of her husband teaching her to read, and her whole body trembled, “Mother, I’ll be a grandma in a few years, so I don’t need to learn.”

Zhulan, “…”

Ancient times could be so baffling.
So in ten years, won’t she be a great-grandma at the age of forty-six?

Mrs.
Zhao’s eyes were shining brightly.
This was a great chance to get close to Mother.
She wished her shǎozi would not learn, “Mother, I must study hard.”

Li shi narrowed her eyes, perceiving her second sister-in-law’s scheming nature.
With determination, she replied, “Mother, I will also study.”

Rong Chuan had a strong desire to learn, and now he had the opportunity to study.
Even when he fell ill, he still made efforts to study.
He was well aware that he started late in his educational journey.
“Shěnshěn (1), I want to learn too,” he exclaimed.

Indeed, Zhang Rong Chuan referred to her as “Shěnshěn.”

In the village, where there was no actual blood relationship and no clear lineage order, people addressed each other based on age, resulting in a mix-up.
However, within the same clan, it was different.
The hierarchy could be discerned from the names themselves, and there was no confusion in terms of how to address one another.

Rong Chuan moved in, about the same age as the fourth son.
Zhulan and Zhu Shuren had other ideas, so they corrected what Rong Chuan called them.

Of course, there was also the fact that the couple couldn’t bear the ten-year-old child calling them grandpa and grandma.
In modern times, there were many people who got married late in their 30s.

To avoid such emotional discomfort, Zhou Shuren made the decision to take the provincial examination next year.
If he passed and became a Xiucai (2), he would have a proper title.
He would be addressed as “Zhou Xiucai” and his wife as “Xiucai Niangzi” (3).
This way, they would no longer feel uneasy about the age-related titles.

Wife of father’s younger brother Successful candidate in the provincial examination Wife of a successful candidate