"I said, old lady, this girl Zhiyao has just come back from a long and hard journey. Why don't you let this little girl take a break?"
Aunt Chen came back after washing her clothes. Her family lived next door to the Shen family. When she heard Mrs. Yang talking about Shen Zhiyao, she couldn't help but speak up for the little girl.
After all, she even took some winter melon candies from the little girl.
"Besides, aren't your fourth daughter-in-law and your youngest daughter Shen Qizhu at home? Can't they do these tasks?"
Having been neighbors with the Shen family for so many years, Aunt Chen knew the situation of the Shen family very well.
Shiro Shen was a scholar and never went to the fields.
The work in the Shen family's fields was basically done by Old Man Shen, his second son Shen Yuan, and Shen Yuan's two sons Shen Jin, Shen Yin, and the half-grown boy Shen Baiqiu.
The work at home is done by Shen Mingxue and Shen Yuan's wife Liu. When the farming season is busy, Shen Mingxue and Liu will go to work in the fields.
On the other hand, Xiao Yang and Shen Qizhu, one of them took advantage of their childhood status and said that doing farm work would affect the image of their husband-in-law.
One is the eyeball of Mrs. Yang. Mrs. Yang always dreams about her marrying well, so she never lets Shen Qizhu do any work and wants to raise Shen Qizhu as a rich girl.
During busy farming days, little Yang would be asked to help Mrs. Yang cook, while Shen Qizhu could only stretch out her hands and open her mouth to eat.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can my Qizhu do this!"
Hearing Aunt Chen's words, Mrs. Yang glared at her fiercely.
If Shen Qizhu can't do it, then Miss Zhi Yao can do it? She has been a daughter-in-law for more than ten years, but she is much more delicate than Shen Qizhu.
Aunt Chen rolled her eyes, not afraid of Old Mrs. Yang at all, and would continue to bicker with Old Mrs. Yang when she opened her mouth.
At this time, Shen Zhiyao walked out.
She walked to Old Mrs. Yang unhurriedly, thanked Aunt Chen for speaking to her, then looked at Old Mrs. Yang and said softly:
"Grandma, I just took a rest because I was too tired. I am willing to share some work with the family. What does grandma want me to do?"
Hearing this, Mrs. Yang was proud.
The trick of ruining this bitch's reputation really worked. She knew that a woman like the little bitch who grew up in an official family paid the most attention to her reputation.
"Go and clean the pig pen." Mrs. Yang immediately assigned her work.
Shen Zhiyao stood still.
"What, you regretted it?"
Shen Zhiyao shook his head and said, "Grandma, I've never cleaned a pigsty before, so I don't know how to do it. Why don't you teach me."
"You don't even know how to clean a pig pen, why are you such a waste?" Old Mrs. Yang blurted out in displeasure.
Shen Zhiyao said nothing.
Seeing that Shen Zhiyao didn't fight back, Mrs. Yang thought she had given in, and led her arrogantly towards the pig pen.
Watching the mother-in-law and grandson go away, the villagers who wanted to eat melon sighed: "That is Mrs. Yang's granddaughter? She looks like a fairy."
"Old Mrs. Yang is so cruel to let such a delicate and beautiful girl sweep the pig pen and clean up the pig excrement."
"I was thinking that if Mrs. Yang's biological granddaughter is so good-looking, she might come to ask for marriage in the future and break down the threshold of their family."
As they talked, the villagers dispersed in twos and threes.
Aunt Chen frowned. Could it be that she had made a mistake at the riverside and thought that Zhiyao was a weakling?
Shen Zhiyao didn't know what Aunt Chen was thinking. When she and Mrs. Yang walked to the pig pen, they met Shen Yueya who was fetching water for her to wash her hands.
"Good boy Yue Ya, put the water aside first. Sister will clean the pig pen before washing it. This place is dirty and smelly. Please stand farther away."
Shen Zhiyao pointed to a place and asked Shen Yueya to go there, and Shen Yueya obediently did so.
"This is a stone shovel. You first use the stone shovel to collect the pig excrement, put it away, and pour it into the latrine. Then you go to fetch water and wash the pig pen. Especially the pig grooves, they need to be washed well."
Old Mrs. Yang stood outside the pigsty, speaking like beans and giving orders.
Shen Zhiyao's previous family was from the countryside, and she had raised pigs at home when she was a child. She generally knew how to do it, but she still stood still, looking embarrassed:
"Grandma, I don't know how to use a stone shovel. Why don't you make it for me and I will learn it?"
"Why are you so stupid?" Old Mrs. Yang looked at her with disgust. She had no choice but to walk into the pig pen to demonstrate.
There is only one pig in the pigsty, and the pig has less feces but more poop.
Old Mrs. Yang picked up the stone shovel and shoveled a small pile of pig shit to show off: "You should learn how to do it."
Shen Zhiyao nodded with understanding: "I learned it!"
After saying this, she walked in with her embroidered shoes and took the stone shovel from Mrs. Yang's hand: "Grandma, come here and see if I am doing the right thing."
Mrs. Yang was very pleased with Shen Zhiyao's obedience. She stood in a relatively clean area of the pig pen as a supervisor and said, "Be more agile with your hands and feet."
Without saying a word, Shen Zhiyao followed the example of Mrs. Yang just now, inserting the stone shovel into the pig feces, and then lifting the stone shovel up with force...
Phew~
A lump of pig excrement escaped from the shovel and landed on Old Mrs. Yang's face with a splat, smearing her face!
Mrs. Yang: "..."
Wait until you realize what's on your face.
Mrs. Yang is angry!
Mrs. Yang is going crazy!
Mrs. Yang: "You..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, the pig shit on her face moved with her face and slid into her mouth.
Ah ah ah ah ah!
Old Mrs. Yang jumped up and ran out immediately with a very sad heart.
"Sister." Shen Yueya walked over uneasily.
Shen Zhiyao threw down the stone shovel and walked out of the pigsty, first washing her hands with the water Shen Yueya brought.
Then he raised his lips and stretched out his hand towards Shen Yueya, "Let's go see how grandma is doing."
"Yes." Shen Yueya took her hand.
After the two sisters went out, they saw Mrs. Yang sitting by the water tank at the door of the kitchen washing her face. Mrs. Liu kept scooping water for her into the wooden basin. Shen Qizhu was standing in the kitchen, covering her nose with one hand and eyes. With a hint of disgust.
After washing her face, Mrs. Yang felt that her whole body had come to life.
He looked up and saw Shen Zhiyao, angrily grabbed the broom and walked over to beat her.
"Grandma doesn't want it." Shen Yueya closed her eyes subconsciously and stood in front of Shen Zhiyao.
The expected pain did not come. Shen Yueya opened her eyes and saw Shen Zhiyao holding the broom in Mrs. Yang's hand with one hand.
"Grandma, what are you doing?" Shen Zhiyao looked confused.
Old Mrs. Yang was furious: "You still have the nerve to ask me! I'll beat you to death for being an unfilial descendant who dares to throw pig shit at your elders."
"It's unfair. I didn't mean it. I'm just naturally strong and can't control my strength well." Shen Zhiyao shrugged innocently.
Old Mrs. Yang didn't believe what she said: "If you didn't control it, pig shit would fly into my face? I think you did it on purpose, you bastard."
Shen Zhiyao raised her eyebrows and thought seriously: "Maybe, pig shit has its own ideas."
"You!" Mrs. Yang whipped the broom she was holding.
Can't pump.
Madam Yang was so angry that she let go and tried to walk towards the courtyard dam to repeat her old trick.
Shen Zhiyao saw what she was thinking and said in a leisurely and eccentric manner: "Grandma, you want everyone to know that you have been covered in pig shit? After abusing your granddaughter, your fourth uncle has another mother who is covered in pig shit. Wow Oh, so awesome.”
