Chapter 27 Don’t hold back

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 27 Don’t hold back

After washing and having breakfast, Zhao Yuerong picked up the bamboo basket and hatchet and prepared to go to the back mountain to cut firewood and pick some wild vegetables.

Chopping firewood is a laborious job. She is thin and not very strong. She can only chop small branches with a hatchet.

Rather than chopping firewood, it is better to say gathering firewood.

Picking up the dead branches and dry firewood that fell on the ground, the daily harvest is not much, and the wild vegetables are also pitiful.

Xia Yuan had talked about this matter several times, telling her not to go, your gains were just a waste of time, but the little girl didn't listen, so he had no choice but to let her go.

Seeing his little daughter-in-law preparing to go out again early in the morning with a bamboo basket on her back, Xia Yuan quickly stopped her and said, "Little shepherd's purse."

"Um?"

Zhao Yuerong stopped, turned around and looked at Xia Yuan, wondering: "Husband, are you okay?"

"Come on, come back first. I have something to talk to you about."

The little girl stood motionless, with a somewhat hesitant expression. She raised her head to look at the sky and said, "Husband, please tell me quickly. I have to go to the back mountain quickly, otherwise others will finish picking up the firewood."

"You're thinking about your little firewood again."

Xia Yuan simply hated the fact that iron could not become steel. He couldn't help but walked towards Zhao Yuerong, then reached out and took off the bamboo basket she was carrying behind her, "I have told you how many times, there is no need to go to the back mountain to collect firewood."

"But if I don't pick it up, we will have to buy other people's firewood."

"Don't you also want to buy it if you pick it up?"

"But you can buy less."

"How much less can I buy?" Xia Yuan asked, and said earnestly: "I know you are saving, but firewood is not expensive, so a large bundle only costs ten yuan, and one purchase is enough for our family.

It lasts for three to five days, but what do you pick up every day? It’s just enough to start a fire, so what can you save?”

".Save firewood."

"."

Nothing wrong.

But Xia Yuan didn't bother her about this, "Let me tell you this, before doing something, you must first see whether the effort and reward are directly proportional."

"For example, if you go to cut firewood every morning, including the round trip, you will spend about an hour every day. This hour is what you pay for, but what you gain is only a little bit, which is so little firewood.

This"

"There are also wild vegetables." Little Loli couldn't help but interrupt.

Xia Yuan choked, "Okay, I'll include the wild vegetables for you."

"The firewood you chopped and the wild vegetables you picked together can't be sold for a penny, but you have to spend an hour and suffer for it, so it's very unfair.

It’s a good deal, you know?”

Zhao Yuerong's little face suddenly became solemn, "Husband, I'm not afraid of getting tired."

What the hell

Xia Yuan felt that his heart suddenly felt very tired.

After waiting for a while, when her husband stopped talking, Zhao Yuerong put the bamboo basket on her back again. Although it was delayed for a while, she still did not give up her great business of chopping wood.

She decided to run on the road to save time.

Unfortunately, just as she started, Xia Yuan grabbed the edge of the bamboo basket, "Wait a minute, I haven't finished speaking yet."

"What else does your husband want to say?"

"Um"

Xia Yuan began to consider his words. He was no longer ready to talk about collecting firewood and let her go. Besides, that was not his purpose this morning.

While organizing his words, he spoke slowly: "Let me ask you, well, do you usually feel chest tightness, shortness of breath, and out of breath?"

Hearing the question, Zhao Yuerong's cheeks turned red inexplicably, because not only did Xia Yuan ask such a question, but when he asked it, he also stared at himself.

This made her instinctively feel shy and couldn't help but bend down.

"Straighten your waist. If you are hunched over, it will affect your physical development, just like you are wrapped in cloth strips."

As he spoke, Xia Yuan suddenly paused. He realized that he had accidentally let something slip. At this time, not only did the little girl's face become redder, but her waist was also bent wider.

Now that it has leaked, he stopped going around and said directly, "Okay, I just want to tell you, don't use that kind of cloth to restrain you all day long. You are just growing up, so

Not only does it affect development, it can also cause many diseases."

"I, I didn't strangle him," Zhao Yuerong denied shyly, but he could not hide his guilt when he spoke.

"They said no, I saw it this morning."

Xia Yuan directly held her waist, helped her straighten her body, and then said seriously: "I'm not scaring you, strangling you with cloth strips will really cause many diseases, such as being short of breath and affecting growth.

There may even be heart problems, and the children will be hungry in the future. Cough."

He coughed lightly, stopped talking, and said, "I heard from my father that there is a distant relative in the family who was strangled with cloth strips and had chest tightness and shortness of breath every day. I can't breathe. Please ask the doctor to give him a prescription."

He took a little medicine, but no matter how much he took, he didn't feel better, and he died in the end. He was only twenty years old when he died."

It wasn't a scare just now, but now it's a real scare. If there is such a distant relative, Xia Yuan can only say, yes.

In later generations, larger scale was a pride and capital for women, but in the Ming Dynasty, men regarded flat tables as their beauty.

Men's aesthetics, coupled with the conservative social atmosphere, gave rise to the bad habit of corseting.

The bigger it is, the more shameful it is, and it will be labeled as immoral.

For a little girl like Zhao Yuerong who is not familiar with the world, puberty development is a very shameful thing.

Perhaps many nights, when she untied the long strip of cloth that bound her, lowered her head and looked at the size of the bulge, she might still be deeply troubled by her own growth.

So I tightened it even tighter.

"Go to the room later and take off the cloth strip, do you hear me?"

"I heard it." Zhao Yuerong agreed in a low voice with a blushing face. Although the topic of discussion was embarrassing, she could hear her husband's concern for her.

It was a very embarrassing concern, but it also made her feel warm in her heart, but she couldn't help but feel a little scared. She was restrained with a cloth strip every day, and sometimes she really couldn't breathe.

And being out of breath can actually kill you.
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