After eating and drinking enough, Jiayin lay in her grandma's arms and took a nap. Listening to her two brothers' stomachs rumbling, she couldn't bear to leave.
So, she lay down next to her grandma's ear and said coquettishly to her, "Grandma, let's stew goose tonight!"
The old lady glanced at the two pitiful grandsons and guessed her granddaughter's thoughts, which made her want to sigh even more.
Why are there so many naughty boys in the family? It would be great to have three or five caring and lovely granddaughters like Fu Niu!
Fu Niu didn't want to eat stewed goose, but she was thinking about her two brothers.
She kissed her granddaughter's soft little hair and said, "Okay, go to sleep."
Jiayin yawned and fell asleep in her grandma's arms.
The branches pressing down behind the shack had been lifted earlier, and now the wind came in.
Old Mrs. Li was afraid of blowing her granddaughter, so she quickly turned over and blocked her. Finally, she couldn't help but glare at her grandson again.
Jia An was smiling happily. He had completely lost his grievance just now and was already looking forward to the goose meat in the evening.
In the afternoon, Mrs. Li wiped the neck of the big white goose in front of Jia An Jiaxi and many naughty boys.
The naughty boy was frightened, but also felt relieved, and even more so, he was drooling.
The village chief wandered over, carrying a pipe and a pot, knocking them one by one and cursing.
"I know I'm causing trouble, I can't help at all, and I have to distract you from protecting you. You all saw that the goose is dead. I can't peck your butts anymore. Don't have nightmares at night!"
The naughty boys all laughed. Non-stop.
When the stewed goose came out of the pot, each person shared two pieces of goose meat, and they were surrounded by the fragrant goose meat in their dreams. Who still remembers how terrifying it is to be chased by a goose and pecked on the buttocks? There are
more than a thousand fruit trees, just It fell apart after just one day of use.
The men have to continue plowing the land to plant better seeds. It hasn't rained recently, so carrying water is also a big job.
The women rushed to the path leading to the official road from the mouth of the valley, where Yan Zheng had already led people to draw a mark.
From now on, the entire village, including Mr. Ye and Mrs. Cui, a total of twenty-seven households will have their yards built here.
The family's land, including the house and the vegetable garden, is as big as two acres of land, which adds up to fifty acres.
It stands to reason that these fifty acres should be deducted from the four hundred acres allocated by the court, but this area is a river beach. Let alone fighting for it, no one wants it even if it is given for free.
So everyone quietly took advantage of it, using only the twenty acres allocated by the court, and the rest was expanded from outside.
In this way, out of the 70 acres of river beach land, only about 50 acres are left.
The village chief and Uncle Zhao discussed planting peanuts and sweet potatoes, but peanut seeds are easy to handle, but sweet potato seedlings that need to be planted directly in the ground are hard to come by.
I can't say it, I have to go to a nearby village to find a solution.
It just so happened that Li Laoer came over and looked for some old people to make some decisions.
"Uncle Village Chief, Uncle Zhao, there are always people poking around outside the valley recently. I think they should be from nearby villages. We have to live here forever, so we can't keep in a stalemate like this. I think we should ask Mr. Yan if he is in a nearby village. Find a few handymen. If you move around more, you will gradually become familiar with it."
The village chief nodded, "If you don't come, I plan to find you. Lend me your mule cart, and I plan to haul some food. Take a walk around Big Banyan Tree and Xiaowang Village. If you can exchange for coarse grains, you can exchange for some coarse grains. Of course, it would be better if you can exchange them for peanut seeds and sweet potato seedlings."
After saying this, everyone walked back. When passing by the intersection, they saw that the women were all tired. Sweat ran down my spine.
Cultivation of grass, picking up stones, busy non-stop, all the vegetable gardens have been cleared.
The village chief shouted, "Do you have enough rapeseed in each house? Do you want to go to a nearby village to exchange some?"
The women all laughed and responded loudly, "No, uncle, when we come out, we will all I brought the rapeseed at home with me. Everything was thrown away on the road, except the rapeseed."
"Okay, you are all good at making a living. Hurry up and you will be able to eat new vegetables in a few days."
Uncle Village Chief He waved his hand, very satisfied.
If you want to live a good life, a man, the rake of money, must have quick eyesight and quick hands, but a woman, the box of money, is also indispensable.
Without a good woman who is diligent and frugal in running the house, no matter how much money she earns, she will not be able to keep it.
Soon, the village chief drove the mule cart, brought half a bag of japonica rice, took Uncle Zhao as his companion, and set off together.
Previously, the women in the village went to the big banyan tree to exchange things, so naturally it was a woman who came to greet them.
Even if the men were curious, they couldn't step forward, lest there be any bad misunderstanding.
But this time two old men came by chance. Li Zheng of Big Banyan Tree and the old and young men all gave up their work in the fields and gathered at the entrance of the village to talk with them.
The village chief was a well-spoken man, and his arm had been cut off by a barbarian earlier. He was standing next to Uncle Zhao who was missing a leg. He looked strange, but it had to be said that no one would be wary of them.
So, they were quickly surrounded and sat on the big rock at the entrance of the village.
Someone asked, "Uncle, I heard that you are from the North? Were your hands and feet injured by barbarians?"
The village chief responded with a smile, "Yes, no. We, when we were young, were guarding the border. Wei, this barbarian killed many people and was injured and returned home. As a result, he was driven south by the barbarians again when he was old. Not to mention how much hardship he suffered on the road. When he saw the dock, the barbarians also chased him. In order to We had no choice but to fight tooth and nail to protect the juniors. Fortunately, we were rescued by the troops led by Marquis Xinting!"
Everyone in the big banyan tree was nervous when they heard this, and couldn't help but be worried.
"Our place is better. Although there are frequent floods and droughts, we don't have to suffer from war. It can be considered a geomantic treasure."
"Isn't that right?" The village chief nodded repeatedly and took the initiative to renew the instructions for the old people sitting next to him. Tobacco, finally smiled.
"The imperial court assigned us a gravel beach. We were all desperate at first, thinking that if we couldn't grow food, we would starve to death in the future. As a result, hot springs were dug out. Isn't it a real geomantic treasure?" said
the man from the big banyan tree . I had mixed feelings after hearing this. This was the thing they were jealous of recently.
They have been here for generations, so why didn't they find that there was a hot spring on the top of the mountain? A group of outsiders dug it out as soon as they settled down.
The village chief didn't seem to notice that they looked bad, and said, "There was a county magistrate there a few days ago. My son was jealous and came to grab the hot spring. When we were angry, we went to Beijing to complain and went directly to the emperor. The emperor is such a good man. Not only did he remove the county magistrate, but he also rewarded us with a lot of japonica rice."
As he spoke, he pointed to the grain bags on the car and said, "That's it. The good rice sent from the palace is the same as what the emperor eats on weekdays."
The people in the big banyan tree were so shocked that they got out of the way. Then he saluted to the grain bag.
The village chief and Uncle Zhao looked at each other with a proud smile in their eyes, like two old foxes.
In the afternoon, as the sun set in the west, the mule cart slowly walked back to Suijintan.
Everyone was concerned and stepped forward to help the village chief and Uncle Zhao. Smelling the slight smell of alcohol on their bodies, they asked, "Uncle, have you been drinking outside?"
"Yes, Mrs. Li Zhengsun from the Big Banyan Tree. You're so enthusiastic, you must stay for us to have lunch."
Uncle Zhao couldn't help but complain, "It's not like you're so good at deceiving. You never leave the emperor without saying a word, and people don't dare to disrespect you."
"Hahaha!" The village chief said proudly. Laughing, "I'm not lying. I did see and talk to the emperor. The japonica rice was also a reward from the emperor."