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Chapter 1 Unwilling

Chapter 1 Reluctance

Author: The prosperous Tang Dynasty without night

Chapter 1 Reluctance

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"Xiaoya, go and fetch two buckets of water."

The middle-aged woman held the young baby boy in her arms and coaxed her in a low voice. As her voice fell, a petite figure skillfully used a short pole to pass through the two wooden barrels.

Leash.

The two wooden barrels were made by her father. They were not big, and the hanging ropes were quite short, but they were heavy. When they were picked up, the girl's shoulders shook a few times, but they quickly stabilized.

The girl smiled at her mother.

"Mom, I'll go get some water right away."

The woman looked at her daughter's cute smiling face, her heart softened, and she said.

"Go quickly, I'll come back later and mother will make you a bowl of eggs to replenish your appetite."

The little girl nodded and walked steadily towards the door.

The woman looked at the little girl's retreating figure and had some doubts in her heart. The little girl had been in good health since she was born, but it was obvious that she was abused by her mother-in-law during pregnancy, and she was only 3 pounds and 6 pounds when she was born.

Because she was a girl, she was not treated well by her mother-in-law during the confinement period, and her milk was not enough, so she had to mix it with rice water to feed the little girl. But now she is getting better and better, and there is no root cause of disease.

Now that Xiaoya is four years old, they also found that she is much stronger than the children of the same age in the village, so she can take on the chores at home.

The youngest son Jinbao was just born. Because of the good fortune of being a male child, the men in the family stopped asking her to go to the ground. Her mother-in-law didn't say anything when she found out.

The little girl can do these tasks first.

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There is no well in Peijia Village, so water needs to be fetched from the river next to the village.

The little girl was walking on a forest path carrying a load. The muddy ground under her feet had been flattened by the villagers. It had been wet from the spring rain not long ago, making the soles of her straw shoes sticky.

But her strength is surprisingly strong, perhaps because of her natural strength, which is only slightly inferior to that of adults. Now she is doing these tasks to make her mother smile.

The dirt road underfoot was dry, and there were some gravel mixed in it, which was not smooth. The little girl was carrying the load and slowed down her pace as much as possible, but she could not help but step on the sharp gravel, which stung the soles of her feet.

Before my brother was born, I was the only child in the family. Even though she was a girl, her parents were very kind to me. She only started doing tasks like fetching water after my brother was born.

Xiaoya endured the stinging pain under her feet from time to time and finally reached the edge of the river.

She pushed the shoulder pole away hard, and with a few bangs, the swaying barrel fell to the ground and started spinning leisurely.

She couldn't help but rub her sore shoulders, scooped a handful of water and slapped it on her face. The leaves and dust that had just stuck to her face were all stuck to her face due to sweating. After washing them off, a piece of water was revealed on the clear river.

The appearance of a girl.

Xiaoya doesn't have a serious name, and girls are not taken seriously in this small mountain village.

Unlike his younger brother, who was happily named Jinbao when he was born, he was always called Xiaoya or Pei Xiaoya because he was born in such a small ball that it seemed impossible to feed him.

The flowing water in the river reflected the childish face. The complexion was not fair, but it did not cover up the handsome features. After all, his parents were the most handsome in the village. When he was born, Pei Xiaoya chose their most beautiful parts.

, especially those pure black eyes that are exceptionally bright.

For some reason, Pei Xiaoya felt that she was different from other children of the same age in the village since she was a child. She seemed to have a clear understanding from a very early age, and could clearly write down everything that happened around her, just like

As the uncle who teaches in the village said, people are born with precocious wisdom.

She didn't know if she counted. She wanted her uncle to teach her calligraphy, but why would her parents let a girl go to school? Pei Xiaoya only went to see her in secret after finishing her work, and listened to as many lessons as possible from the teacher.

The children next to me had to turn around the words that the gentleman taught me several times before they could figure out what they were, but she seemed to remember them all just by looking at them, reading them, and writing them.

Xiaoya licked the dry skin on her mouth to relieve the slight sting of her lips.

I realized earlier than the little girls in the village that in the eyes of adults, boys and girls are different.

But why?

She doesn't know.

What I can do is to do more work so that my father and mother will not turn all their attention to my brother.

Pei Xiaoya lifted up the barrel. The rough wooden surface made her palms feel a little uncomfortable. She sank all the barrels into the river and then lifted them up until the two barrels were 70% full. Then she picked them up again.

The little girl was swaying slightly under the pressure of the bucket, and there was a stinging sensation on her shoulder. She couldn't help but bite her lower lip, but the peeling lower lip also felt pain.

The river gurgled and made a rushing sound. She glanced back, and the dissatisfaction in her eyes was reflected on the river.

They were all born in ten months of pregnancy, and fate is unfair according to gender.

Why?

Pei Xiaoya still remembers reading the "Book of Songs" in one of her husband's classes. Why is "Naisheng a man" the "Zai Nong Zhi Zhang", and "Naisheng a woman" is "Zai Nong Zhi Wa"?

Zhang and Wa?

The stinging pain on her shoulders disappeared quietly, and she understood the thoughts that were rolling in her heart. She was not willing to be treated badly like this.

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"Look at your little girl, she's really sensible. Her little face is getting longer and more like you. She's pretty."

There was an uncle sitting at home. She was in her forties or fifties, with a simple appearance. She was peeling raw peanuts on the wooden table. The shells were scattered all over the table. The woman next to her was looking at this fat uncle with almost humility.

mother.

Pei Xiaoya sweetly called her "Hello, Auntie," then carried two buckets of water to the water tank in the woodshed, and poured the water in with a small wooden bench on top.

After she finished, she looked a little uneasy and looked up at the yard across the woodshed door.

The fat lady didn't seem to be from their village, and my mother even took out the peanuts hidden at home. The fat woman was not wearing the coarse linen clothes from the village, but was made of cotton with some luster and looked soft, which was similar to theirs.

What you wear is completely different.

The gaze that looked at him made Pei Xiaoya feel uncomfortable, as if he was looking at a piece of merchandise.

But she didn't dare to eavesdrop. The chickens raised outside were croaking intermittently, making a lot of noise. She couldn't hear anything even if she leaned against the door. If she lingered here for too long, it would make her mother think too much.

When she walked out again, she saw the fat lady was about to leave. She sent the fat lady away with a smile, turned around and looked back at Pei Xiaoya, with inexplicable thoughts surging in her eyes.

The little girl was only four years old and had never really gone to school or been educated. Even though she was smarter than the other children, she still couldn't figure out what her mother was thinking, so she raised her little face and smiled at her.

"Mom, I have poured the water into the water tank."

Zhang Hua just turned around and saw his daughter. She looked well-behaved. She obediently carried the water back, with a thin layer of sweat on her head. The rags on her shoulders were wrinkled by the weight of the pole, but her eyes were shining brightly.

To oneself.

Zhang Hua couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but it quickly dissipated. She was looking for a good future for Xiaoya, so there was nothing to feel guilty about.

Some readers mentioned that the water-carrying plot is unreasonable. Let me explain. The heroine is now over four years old. Because of the nourishment of spiritual roots and spiritual energy, her development is actually much better than that of other children. She is also much stronger, equivalent to

Teenage male strength.

A four-year-old girl's height is between 101.3-107.9cm, which is considered to be of medium stature, over 114.2cm, which is considered to be of upper-class stature, and under 98cm, which is considered short.

The heroine is the tallest one at the moment, about 1.2 meters tall. (The difference in the average height of ancient and modern women is only a few centimeters, not very big. You can go to Baidu)

The bucket was made by Pei Dacheng himself at home (the farmer subsidizes the household income, so he has many survival skills). It is not a particularly big one, but is similar in size to a water dispenser bucket, about 49cm, and can hold 18.9 liters.

bucket.

The sling is 20 to 30cm, and the height of the head is taken into account. I drew a scale diagram and it can be picked up. So if the heroine is carrying water at the age of four, although it is hard and she will hit her calf, the height is reasonable.

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