The next day, after breakfast, Shen Xingluo went to the Shen clan's hometown.
The remaining two people in the Shen family were also quite busy. Shen Xingqi moved out the old bedding and took advantage of the sun to dry it. Cheng Xi was writing and drawing on the paper with a ruler.
There was no embarrassing scene last night as she expected.
It was because the two of them were so busy planning the yard that they lost track of time. By the time they finished discussing the winter matters, it was already late at night, and they were so sleepy that they yawned.
Cheng Xi felt emotional when she thought of the notes we had made together last night.
"I thought I was fully prepared, but I didn't expect there was someone else."
Is Shen Xingluo really just an 18-year-old boy?
Since she traveled through time, it didn't mean that others wouldn't have adventures. Cheng Xi had a vague guess in her mind, but the two appearances of wild boar meat that could enhance internal strength made her unsure.
Could it be that he was not reborn, but passed through some immortal cultivation plane?
But the cheap husband was very familiar with the current situation, and his love for Xingqi could not be faked.
Cheng Xi pulled out her hair again and subconsciously left a big "?" on the paper.
The morning in Shenjia Village is quite lively and full of fireworks.
Cheng Xi could hear the sounds of children playing from the neighbors while sitting in the room, accompanied by the screams of chickens and ducks from time to time, and even the participation of domestic pigs and cattle.
This small farmhouse is on the northernmost side of the village, fifty meters away from the nearest neighbor. A few hundred meters to the north is Shennong Mountain, which covers an extremely large area and is a natural barrier.
It was precisely because of the unique geographical environment that they came back last night without disturbing other people in the village.
Cheng Xi was very satisfied with this, at least the privacy was much better than in Fucheng.
"I'm afraid the kid next door won't cry anymore."
Unexpectedly, the door of the small courtyard reopened, allowing other families in the village to take a look.
"Shuanzi's family, look if there is anyone in the yard over there?"
"Huh? It's true! Could it be that Mr. Xiu Cai is back?"
"What Mr. Xiu Cai? I've heard people say that Xing Luo is taking the exam this time to understand the Yuan Dynasty. , I am the master of the
Juren Examination." "Hey - so what if I take the exam? Your face will be ruined? You won't be able to take the exam again in the future!"
"That's better than us weak-legged people."
"Hey! You just look at other people's stars. Luo is very handsome and wants to marry the girl off. Don't think I don't know." "
Hey, Shuanzi's family, what are you talking about?!"
Shen Xingluo had no idea that their arrival would cause a quarrel between the housewives of the two families. Zhan Zhan is now sitting in the Shen family head's house to persuade.
"Uncle Sixth, please make plans as soon as possible."
The old man in his 60s opposite had trembling hands and a solemn face.
"Xingluo, are you sure there will be a snowstorm in winter?"
"Sixth uncle, you have seen more of the world than I do. Is it so cold at this time in previous years?"
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The old man asked this question not because he was unsure, but because he was unsure. It was with a sense of luck that they would naturally experience catastrophes when they lived to their age.
It's just that in recent years, ordinary life has passed for a long time, and I have temporarily forgotten the tragedy of that year.
"Oh - God doesn't leave us a way to survive!"
The old man paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.
"Fortunately, there is still time now. It is important to prepare food and warm clothes."
"I understand, we will open the ancestral hall to discuss."
The old man solemnly made up his mind, and then raised his head to observe the hope of Shenjia Village.
"Your scar... oh, what a pity."
Shen Xingluo smiled bitterly, "Sixth uncle, everyone has his own destiny. Now that the matter has come to this, it is more important to get through the current crisis first." "It's good if
you can think about it, maybe I will meet a miracle doctor in the future."
Although the old man said this, he felt regretful in his heart. The scar penetrated half of his face, and even the imperial physician in the palace was probably helpless.
The Shen family's hope of becoming an official in the court was probably ruined.
Shen Xingluo coughed weakly, and the bitter smile on his lips gradually disappeared when he left the courtyard of his sixth uncle's residence.
Within
half a day, the news that Shen Xingluo brother and sister had moved back to the village spread throughout Shenjia Village.
Since the day the results were announced, members of the Shen family had visited Lin'an Mansion after suffering physical and mental trauma. Naturally, they couldn't hide the fact that Shen Xingluo's future was ruined.
Now that he has returned to the village, he has suddenly become the focus of gossip in the whole village.
However, this important point did not have time to make everyone sigh for too long. Something big happened in the Shen family ancestral hall that made everyone exclaim.
"Clan Elder, where did you get this news? Could it be false!"
"That's right, Uncle Six, it's been a bit cold these past few days, how could there be a snowstorm?"
"Clan Elder I'm afraid we were deceived. We haven't had snow disasters in the Yan Dynasty for many years." "
It must be the unscrupulous merchants in Lin'an Prefecture who want us to buy food!" "
That's right, it hasn't snowed yet this year. How can there be a disaster with snow?"
Half of the villagers in Shen Village are surnamed Shen, and the remaining half have many surnames. The sixth uncle is the head of the Shen family and has a high prestige, but it has little influence on people with other surnames.
Patriarch Shen coughed slightly and signaled everyone to be quiet.
"Everyone also knows that this year is colder than in previous years. It is always better to put more food at home to be prepared. If you don't want to prepare, no one can stop you. It will just snow heavily when the time comes, but don't regret it."
The old man's majestic eyes looked at the villagers. Looking over the body, the people of the Shen clan trembled slightly.
"Everyone, tomorrow I will ask my son to go to Fucheng to buy food. If anyone wants to go, you can come with him. If you don't want to go, don't force me."
The patriarch left the words and handed over the situation to Li Zheng, ignoring the comments behind him. He hurried home slowly with his hands behind his back, leaving everyone behind looking at each other.
"Let's just follow the clan elders to buy food. What if it's true?" "
That's right, you have to eat food at all times. It doesn't matter if you buy more." "
Oh, I just sold the wheat in the field last month. Go, you just got a sum of money and now you have to spend it?"
Most of the people who came to the ancestral hall for the meeting were men from their families, and after discussion with the people around them, most of them wanted to stock up on food.
A few people didn't take it seriously, and there were hundreds of thousands of people scratching their heads in disbelief.
In the west of the village, Shen Xingluo returned home after discussing the matter with the mason. When he entered the house, he was completely distracted by the three-dimensional diagram on the table.
The rice paper is placed upright, and the slender and straight lines outline the bird's eye view of the entire courtyard.
I don't know how his wife drew it. The farmyard seemed to be carved in proportion. The bricks and tiles of the house were clearly visible, and even the jujube tree in the yard looked very similar.
The only difference is that there are a few more fences in the yard and a few more columns of annotations next to them.
That was the plan they made after discussing it last night.
Although the handwriting is small, the writing is strong and strong. There is a touch of sharpness at the beginning and end, which penetrates the back of the paper. There is no gracefulness that a woman should have when writing.
There was an extra "?" in the lower right corner of the rice paper that he couldn't understand.
what is that?