Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

“Why would I be angry? You’re still young, and Qingxiang is six years older than you.”

“You don’t need to feel too pressured. In Mother’s heart, you are the best.” Ye Muyu soothed Ziluo’s emotions and reached out to rub her face. “If you study hard, Father and Mother will be satisfied.”

“Really?” The anxiety in Chu Ziluo’s eyes returned to normal. She bent down and hugged Ye Muyu’s waist. “Mother, you’re so nice. I’ll remember this.”

“As for what outsiders say, you don’t have to care about it. You’re Mother’s biological daughter, and I can’t wait to dote on you. If I don’t treat you well, who else should I treat well?” Ye Muyu guessed that someone might have gossiped.

Those children were not like adults who did not dare to offend anyone, so they did not dare to say anything.

Ye Muyu did not want her daughter, whom she had taught well, to be affected by someone else again.

“Ziluo, did someone say something in front of you?” she asked with narrowed

eyes.

“Mother, don’t worry. If anyone says that I’m not outstanding enough in the future, I’ll refute them. Those people must be envious of my parents,” Chu Ziluo said smugly. All her previous worries were gone.

Seeing this, Ye Muyu did not ask anymore.

After lunch, Chu Ziluo rested for a while before heading to the main branch’s school.

Chu Jin still had his lunch break. With Zhang Cong accompanying him, Ye Muyu was not worried that her son would be bullied.

Now that Zhang Cong was going to school with Chu Jin, the problem of his inability to read was solved.

If any of the servants were illiterate, it would be inconvenient for them to do things.

As for Nenya, she would usually learn to read with Chu Ziluo. It was not a big deal for them to be slow since they also had to work.

As for Zhang Shu, he was illiterate like Madam Hu.

Zhang Cong waited for his young master to fall asleep before entering his room. He called his father over to take the brush that Ye Muyu had given him. Then, he dipped it in water and wrote on the table to teach his father how to read.

“Son, wait a minute. I forgot what you taught me yesterday…You know your father has a bad memory… Can we stop learning how to read?” Zhang Shu’s entire face was scrunched up. Holding a pen felt more tiring than working in the fields. He felt that he did not have the honor of reading.

Zhang Cong shook his head. “Father, you can’t. This is Madam’s order. You have to read. Madam is so good to us. If you don’t read properly, will you let Madam down?”

“Madam’s thoughts are very simple. If you learn how to read, she will be more assured in the future. Look at Uncle Lu. Not only does he pick up Old Master in the morning and evening, but he also does some important things.”

“I know that Madam uses people according to their abilities, so we must follow Madam’s requirements. Otherwise, when Madam has more servants by her side in the future, if we are still so useless, why would Madam keep us?” Zhang Cong cherished the opportunity to work for Ye Muyu.

No matter how hard it was before, his life was now as comfortable as it was.

He did not think that other families could live so well.

Therefore, he would never want Ye Muyu to complain that he was not capable enough. In short, he would do whatever Madam asked him to do and learn whatever she asked him to. He would grit his teeth and learn it.

Zhang Shu was originally a little timid. After all, learning how to read was something he did not even dare to think about. He was instinctively afraid that he would not be able to learn and would not want to learn.

Now that he heard his son’s words, he felt a lingering fear in his heart. Yes, he was a servant. Whatever the master ordered him to do, he had to do it well. It seemed that he had been living too well and had forgotten about this basic requirement..