After traveling through time, she still led the villagers to make money as a county magistrate

Chapter 120 Protecting the Child

Finally, my younger brother was born, just as my parents had hoped. But he took my mother with him. One life for another, how fair! I clearly heard the midwife ask my father through the door: If only one of you can survive, should I save the older one or the younger one?

The father shouted without hesitation, "Save the child, you must save the child."

The old lady may have experienced too many things like this, so she didn't ask any more questions and hurried back to the bedside. She sighed and said, "Xiu'er, you heard it too. Don't blame me for being cruel. Hey, if you have anything else to say, say it now! There's not much time left."

A Niang's eyes flickered, and she looked at me standing in the corner and waved.

I didn't react for a moment and just stared at my mother. The old lady pulled me over and said, "Hurry up, your mother wants to talk to you."

Looking at my mother in front of me, whose face was completely pale, I finally burst into tears. "Mom, mom, you've lost so much blood. What happened to you?"

My mother reached out and touched my face. Her calloused and cracked hand felt a little painful on my face. "Chun! You will be the only girl in the family from now on. You have to take good care of Dad and Brother..."

My eyes suddenly widened, I cried out of breath, and shook my head desperately, "What do you mean I'm the only girl, mom, what's wrong with you?"

Before I could get a reply from my mother, her belly was cut open and my bloody brother was taken out.

The pain on his face disappeared, leaving only his mother's drooping hands and his own tear-filled eyes, accompanied by his brother's loud crying.

I slumped to the ground, staring blankly at everything in front of me. "Red, a sea of ​​red."

My mother said that women are born to take care of the family and take care of men. I try my best to play the role of a woman well.

But now that my mother is dead, my father is no longer just my father. I heard the widow Liu's son call him father, and my father happily responded.

He forgot his mother. Only a year had passed, and he had forgotten his mother who had always cared about him whether she was alive or dead!

I mustered up the courage to ask my father, "Dad, have you forgotten Mom?"

I was greeted with a solid slap. He said, "You little bastard, is your father going to remain single for the rest of his life just for her?"

Mom, I don’t understand. You can even give up your own life for him and your brother, but he can’t even stop remarrying. I can’t understand it.

What I can’t understand even more is that men are stronger and more powerful than women, but they need women’s care.

Mom once told me that if I can't figure something out, I shouldn't think about it anymore and just do what Dad tells me to do. Mom, I'll do whatever you say.

I take care of my younger brother, cook, do laundry... I do my best to fulfill the role of a woman that my mother has given me.

I am fifteen years old. My body is very weak. My chest often hurts and I bleed from below. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m very scared. I remember that my mother was in the same situation when she gave birth to my younger brother. She kept bleeding from below, so much blood, and then she died. Could it be... am I going to die too?

At that moment, I felt sad, upset and scared. "If I die, I won't have to take care of them anymore. Then can I be myself?" Thinking of this, I felt a little relieved and happy.

I returned to my room and lay quietly on the bed, waiting for death to come. I think this was the most relaxing moment I had felt in a long time. However, before I could feel this feeling for long, the door was kicked open with a bang, and the cursing voice of Widow Liu came out, "You dead girl, lying in bed in broad daylight without working..."

Her voice was so sharp that it hurt my ears. I glanced at her, closed my eyes, and said softly, "Aunt Liu, I'm going to die."

Aunt Liu was stunned for a moment, then walked over and glanced at me. Then, that deafening voice rang out from her mouth again, "Stop pretending to be dead. Get up and work."

As she spoke, she pinched my ear and dragged me out of bed. I covered my lower abdomen, which was throbbing with pain. I endured the pain and said with difficulty, "Aunt Liu, I'm really going to die."

Aunt Liu glanced at the bed, then let go of me and ran out. I think she must have seen the pool of blood, knew that I was going to die, and ran out to tell my father!

But would Dad be sad for me? I immediately shook my head to dismiss the thought. Mom had shed so much blood, and Dad hadn't shed a single tear...

I walked back to the bed and lay down, waiting for death to come. Unfortunately, I didn't die. Widow Liu came in with my father. She pointed at me and said, "Spring has come and it's your period."

Dad smacked his lips and said impatiently, "I know." He shook his hands and went out, and I heard the word "unlucky".

Widow Liu did not go out. She usually looked fierce, but at this moment she was smiling. She said, "I won't die. I just had my period. The bleeding will stop in three to five days."

"I can't die? How can I not die?" I questioned her.

Widow Liu said impatiently, "What's wrong with you, you little bastard? Are you still looking forward to your own death?"

"Hurry up and wash it, it's so dirty." After saying that, she threw me a long strip of cloth with some mottled stains on it.

I couldn't die. My life returned to normal, but also a little unusual. Widow Liu's son often looked at me with a silly smile and called me daughter-in-law. I glared at him and told him to stop calling me that.

Widow Liu pinched me and called me a little bitch. I was going to marry him in two months, so what was wrong with me screaming?

"What? Get married? When am I going to marry his son?" I looked at my father blankly, hoping he would come out and deny it.

But Dad didn't. He just said impatiently, "Eat."

That meal was the first one I was able to eat at the table after so many years, and after hearing that sentence, I couldn't enjoy the food at all.

Widow Liu reached out to touch my head. I thought she was going to hit me and reflexively flinched, but she still touched me. "Spring has come and your period has begun. You're already a real woman. In the future, you can marry Zhuang'er and have children. We can still live together as a family. Isn't that great?"

I didn't reply. Widow Liu turned to look at my father again, and increased the strength of her hands. "What do you think? Chun'er's father."

I looked up at my father, and he looked back at me. His cloudy eyes held a complex expression, but he finally lowered his head and said, "Okay." My heart sank to the bottom at that moment.

Widow Liu patted her son happily and said, "Zhuang'er, did you hear that? Your father agreed to let Chun'er be your wife. Why don't you thank your father?"

Liu Dazhuang seemed to understand and laughed out loud, "Thank you, Dad!"

The seven-year-old brother beside him also clapped his hands and said, "Does getting married mean we get candy?"

Widow Liu smiled in a rare good-tempered manner and said, "Eat, and your candy will be indispensable."

Time passed quickly, and it was almost the day for Liu Dazhuang and I to get married. There weren't so many formalities in the countryside. We just set up two tables, made two sets of clothes out of a piece of red cloth, and it was a lively wedding.