In the Qi family, three brothers support one old woman.
When Mrs. Qi was young, she lit lamps and boiled oil while working, which hurt her eyes. Now she can only see people in a blur. She can only walk freely in her own yard and rarely goes out.
It turned out that the Qi family didn't just have three brothers, they were five brothers.
Neither the second nor the third child was raised.
His family had little land, so Qi Da could work alone at home. Qi Si worked as a clerk in a coffin shop in the town. Qi Wu was introduced by Qi Si and became an apprentice with Liao Carpenter, who specialized in making coffins.
The family are honest people and usually keep quiet.
People in the village knew their duties, but the Qi Si Qi Wu profession was somewhat taboo, and they had few contacts, and gradually became a little transparent in the village.
Yan Xiucai's land needs help every year, but Qi Da couldn't get a job in previous years. This year there was a severe drought, and everyone in the village was focused on his one-third of an acre of land, so he was able to get help.
As soon as it was announced that the Yan family used grain as a substitute for work, many people were envious.
It was not without reason that Village Chief Luo chose his family. First, the Qi family had little land, and Qi Si and Qi Wu happened to be back home, so there was abundant labor.
Another one is the Qi brothers, who have good bodies and are strong and powerful.
Otherwise, the owner of the coffin shop would not have hired Qi Si as a clerk. He would be able to support two people by himself, so it would not be too convenient to move the coffin shop.
The same goes for Qi Wu. Unlike other carpenters, Carpenter Liao only makes coffins.
They are all made of large, thick boards and solid wood, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Qi Da was very honest, and without saying a word except for what he shouted outside the courtyard gate, he unloaded the piles of bundled wheat from the trolley, carried them into the courtyard, and stacked them neatly.
Qi Si came with him. After all, he worked as a clerk in the town. Although he was a coffin shop, he had few people to deal with and he could say a few polite words.
"Brother Yan, I think your wheat has been sunburned. When do you plan to grind it? Just call our brothers."
"Don't tell me, I'm really in a hurry. I plan to go there in the afternoon. I just happened to have a new cow at home..."
Yan Laoer wants to let the cows do the grinding, and the speed will definitely be better.
Unexpectedly, the eldest brother took over and said: "We have a new cow at home, so we can bring the wheat with us, so we don't have to make many trips. I have to trouble my two brothers to grind the wheat. It doesn't need to be ground finely, as long as it can be eaten."
Qi Si looked happy, "Don't worry, Sir, just leave it to our brothers."
Qi Da also grinned, looking very happy.
As soon as the two brothers came out of the yard, it seemed that their yard was much spacious.
"Brother, our oxen can do the grinding." Yan Laoer was a little reluctant. There was no cost to use Sanbao to grind noodles, but if they used Qi brothers, they would have to give people food.
"You spared that little bit of wheat, the ox is exhausted, and you carry me to Guanzhou?!" Yan Huaiwen especially looked down on Yan Laoer's digging and searching.
"Our Sanbao has good physical strength. It's just a grind. What's the point?" Yan Laoer retorted in a low voice.
To be honest, if Lao Yan didn't glare, he would be able to speak quite smoothly, but when he glared, he would feel guilty for no reason.
"Let's all go back to the house to clean up. Our wheat has been ground, and we will wait for the villagers before setting off in a day or two." After Yan Huaiwen finished explaining, he went back to the house.
Yan Xiangheng came over and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, are we really leaving? Why the north?"
"Didn't your father tell you?" Yan Laoer asked.
"Dad said that we can't survive the drought, so we should take the villagers north to Guanzhou with us, but uncle, we haven't reached that point yet, have we?"
"You go to fetch water later and look at the old wells in our village. They are all empty!" Yan Laoer must cooperate with Lao Yan in this regard. No matter how serious it is, say:
"You don't go out in the academy. You don't know what's going on in the town. Those wealthy families have already run away, and we are the only ones who are still standing here in a daze. After a while, it will still be like this. Not a drop of rain will fall. Think about it.
What does it have to be like?”
Yan Xiangheng followed his words and thought: "In a while, we will have to pay the grain tax, and half of our wheat will have to be lost. If it doesn't rain... Huh? That's not right, uncle! Dad is going to grind all the wheat. We
What are you using to pay taxes!”
Yan Laoer glared at him fiercely and muttered in a low voice: "Shut up, nephew! All your studies have been in vain. Why are you asking such stupid questions? When did your father just say we should leave?"
"In the past two days..."
"Then why don't you pack your things quickly!"
"Ah? Oh...oh!"
Yan Xiangheng suddenly understood, patted his head and went back to the house to clean up.
Yan Yu clasped her hands, squatted aside, and shouted "Dad!"
When Yan Laoer turned around, he saw his daughter looking at him very seriously with a sullen face.
"Dabao! Can we stop squatting all the time? We even squat with our hands on our hands. Why don't you learn something better from your uncle?"
Looks like an old farmer...
"This is so exciting!" Yan Yu replied.
The barbarian country cannot squat even if it wants to!
Humph! Is she proud?
"Dad, don't hit your elder brother all the time. When people don't understand, they just ask what's wrong. You and your uncle have bad attitudes. Your uncle doesn't tell you everything. You tell your elder brother to shut up and you don't teach him properly." Yan
Jade gives advice to her father.
"He is a bad boy, so he has to endure setbacks and educate himself, and he can think and understand on his own, only in this way can he become successful." Yan Laoer has his own set of fallacies.
He has taken care of his cousins and nephews like this since he was a child. Who told those relatives to always talk about him having a daughter? He just cares about his daughter, a daughter slave, what the hell!
"My eldest brother is very kind to me. He just asked me if you bought me snacks when I went to town. I said no, so he stuffed me with two cents and asked me to wait for the salesman to come to the village to buy sweet snacks."
Yan Yu opened her palms and showed her father the two copper plates that were shining brightly yellow in the sun.
Yan Laoer raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
It would be nice for his cousins and nephews not to take money from his daughter.
Yan Yu continued to accuse: "I also heard Sister Da Ya say that she wanted to sew a cloth bag for me to play with. Dad, you, as an uncle, should also serve some snacks to express your gratitude to Big Brother and Sister Da Ya!"
Yan Laoer made his daughter amused.
"Okay, I'll remember it. Don't worry, you won't be on errands!"
"But my dear, can we stop squatting at the door and eavesdropping because we are young? It would be bad to be seen."
Yan Laoer said again: "You are already a child, so you have to act like a child."
Yan Yu's eyes rolled and she suddenly shouted: "Dad! I'm hungry! I want to eat meat! I want to drink broth! I want to drink meat porridge!"
Yan Laoer:......
Aren't you a little too fast?
Yan Laoer steamed steamed buns with the noodles he made last night and made egg drop soup.
Meat, meat, what kind of family, eat meat every day!
Sanbao still helps with timing, and the big black steamed buns smell fragrant when they come out of the pot.
Yan Yu took a bite without caring about the heat.
Huh? What’s going on with this grainy feeling in your mouth?
She looked at her father in surprise.
Yan Laoer sighed, "Is it irritating your throat? There is bran in it, which is the outer skin of the wheat. It is not ground finely enough. You just heard your uncle said that our family will all eat this in the future, so we should get used to it gradually."
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"Where's our white noodles?" Yan Yu asked aggrievedly.
"I weighed it. Rice and white flour weighed ten kilograms each. They weighed twenty kilograms in half a month, and only forty kilograms in one month. It's not enough to eat."
Yan Laoer touched his daughter's soft hair and comforted her warmly:
"Didn't you ask dad to express his gratitude? Don't you see how generous dad is? Let's have dinner together. Lao Yan is the only one left, so take him with you.
He tried his best to find a place for the food, not just for convenience. The food Lao Yan bought looked like a lot of people, but if you calculate carefully, if you walk for a month or two, such an old person...
When that time comes, no matter whose family it is, it doesn’t matter whose family it is, it’s a fellow villager, you can’t watch people starve to death..."
Yan Yu took another big bite and chewed hard: "Dad, you are right, we are still struggling on the poverty line, we have to find ways to make money and buy more food!"
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