FSC [QT] Chapter 87.1

“What a sin! If she had known that she could not cure Yu Tongsheng¹‘s illness after spending so much money, she should have saved that little money for living.”

“That’s right, but who told Mrs. Yu to be so stubborn? Her heart is entirely on her man.”

The villagers of Xiaoxi Village gathered in the courtyard of the Yu family, whispering about the family’s affairs.

At this time, white lanterns were hung outside the courtyard and under the eaves of the Yu family, indicating that someone had just died in the family.

The head of the family, Yu Fucai, was a scholar, but that was what he claimed.

The villagers did not recognize his identity as a scholar. After all, this man had studied for more than 20 years and was still just a student.

His insistence on studying had caused his parents to sell all their belongings, and his wife and children had worked like cows and horses and never had a good day.

How could such a man be looked up to?

The villagers thought that the other party was a scourge, and his death would give the living a break. But there was obviously one person who didn’t think so, and that was Mrs. Yu, Yu Fucai’s wife.

Last year, Yu Fucai took part in the county examination with great confidence, but he failed again.

Yu Fucai, who originally only caught a slight cold, collapsed directly and gradually developed fatal tuberculosis.

The Yu family was originally a well-off family in the village. The family had 20 acres of fertile land and an old ox.

The two elders of the Yu family were also hard-working people. They had accumulated a rich family fortune for decades.

But who made them want to rely on this son to change their family situation? Who made this son not a good student but had a heart for studying?

Since Yu Fucai started to study, the family had to spend more than ten or twenty taels of silver every year.

In the end, the two elders of the Yu family could not bear it anymore, but they could not persuade their only son, so they had to sell the fertile land at home to support his studies.

After the death of the two elders of the Yu family, Yu Fucai became the head of the Yu family, and no one could control him anymore.

In the past few years, most of the Yu family’s fertile land had been sold.

In order to earn more money, Mrs. Yu had to do embroidery even when she was pregnant. She was only in her early twenties, but she looked like a woman in her thirties or forties.

When she stood with Yu Fucai, who was pampered and only needed to study, they looked like mother and son.

Last year, Yu Fucai got tuberculosis. Everyone around her advised her not to treat her husband.

After all, it was a disease of the rich and noble. Not only was it difficult to cure, but it also required expensive medicinal herbs to support him.

The Yu family no longer had much wealth, and she and Yu Fucai also had a five-year-old son, Yu Yan, and a three-year-old daughter, Yu Wu.

If Yu Fucai died, Mrs. Yu’s exquisite embroidery could still support the two children. But if she insisted on treating Yu Fucai, they were afraid no matter how much money she had, it would not be enough.

What would Mrs. Yu and the two young children do then?

It was a pity that Mrs. Yu couldn’t think it through.

She was taught stupidly by her pedantic father. She only remembered that a married woman should obey her husband. A woman should regard her husband as the sky and the rule.

So, she never thought about herself and her children.

Just like that, the little property that the Yu family had left was sold out, and the old ox was also bought by a family in the neighboring village.

After a year and a half, Yu Fucai finally died this morning.

The villagers also rushed over after hearing Mrs. Yu’s crying. They helped to clean up the yard and hung up the funeral banners.

Mrs. Yu just said that she wanted to change Yu Fucai’s burial clothes, so the people who had been staying in the house also came out.

Everyone chatted in low voices, fearing that Mrs. Yu in the house would hear them.

“It’s a pity for the two children, Yu Yan and Yu Wu.”

A short and fat woman pointed at the two children standing in the yard and said regretfully.

Yu Yan is five years old this year. At this age, he was still a child in the countryside. He was at the age when he could act like a spoiled child and be hated by people and dogs.

However, although Yu Yan was small in stature, he had already shown a maturity and stability that was not suitable for his age.

At this moment, he was holding his younger sister tightly and standing in the corner of the yard.

All the money of the Yu family was used to buy medicine for Yu Fucai’s medical treatment. The clothes that were still decent were sold by Mrs. Yu.

Yu Yan’s clothes were originally rags that adults could not wear, and they were altered to be smaller. There were several pieces of clothes that had been washed and starched repeatedly, and they were already tattered and covered with patches.

Mrs. Yu devoted her heart to her husband. Yu Yan could mend clothes when he was four years old. He learned this from his mother Mrs. Yu.

In order to pay for Yu Fucai’s medical treatment, the woman always got up early and worked late to do embroidery. She had no extra time to take care of a pair of children.

When the weather was cold, clothes with holes could not withstand the cold wind at all. Yu Yan stood beside the woman and learned secretly, and then he sewed clothes for himself and his sister.

In the beginning, Yu Yan was not skilled in his movements and had many needle holes in his fingers. Now he has gotten the hang of it.

Except for the rough stitches, he could already mend the holes in the clothes very well.

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