The next morning, Chen Mo got up early as usual, learned the Analects of Confucius from his mother, and memorized it. After writing it again, he came to the valley court with his own basket to prepare to start the busy day, but unexpectedly watched several friends come with their noses and faces swollen.

"Adu, what's wrong?" Chen Mo looked at Adu in confusion.

"My father beat him." Ado cried with a sad face.

"Why?" Chen Mo was a little puzzled. How could he be beaten for a while?

"Last night I asked my father why people die. My father couldn't answer, so he beat me up!" As Ado spoke, a few tears of grievance dripped.

Chen Mo suddenly felt a little lucky that his mother was knowledgeable and reasonable, unlike Uncle Zhang, who could not say anything and beat him.

"Then stop asking, what's the use of asking these? Isn't life the same?" Chen Mo grinned, wanting to comfort him, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only solve the problem from the root. Thinking about it now, this matter was very far away for them, so why bother asking? His fathers were in a bad mood, just like Uncle Zhang.

"Brother Ergou, Uncle Wang is back. Have you asked him if he is willing to teach us?" Adu asked with a snot in his nose.

"No, Uncle Wang is injured and it is impossible to teach. He is busy with his own affairs. Don't you want to learn anymore?" Chen Mo looked at Aduo in confusion. He gave up without practicing for a while on the first day. In the end, the stick training started to play with everyone, which made Chen Mo very bored.

"Then go and ask Uncle Wang to teach us how to teach us." Adu wiped his tears and said, "When I learn the skills well, my father will not dare to bully me like he is now."

Chen Mo glanced at Adu strangely: "What? Do you still want to fight with your father?"

"No..." A trace of fear flashed in Adu's eyes and said, "It's just that I think that as long as I have the ability, my father shouldn't be able to hit me like he is now."

Uncle Zhang is a well-known good-looking man. Chen Mo didn't understand why Uncle Zhang often beats Addo at home, but Chen Mo didn't want to care too much about other people's affairs. He nodded perfunctorily and said, "It's okay, when today's work is finished, I'll go and ask Uncle Wang."

In fact, Chen Mo didn’t want to disturb Uncle Wang at this time. Uncle Wang was in a very depressed mood yesterday, and he would be affected by his side.

"Aweng, you have too much land here." At noon, Chen Mo, who had been busy all morning, sat next to him, complaining that even if this hundred acres of thin fields was just digging ten septic tanks, it was not easy for them.

"Okay, Ahon brings some good things today and asks them to eat." Li Zheng smiled and waved to his daughter-in-law.

In Chen Mo's curious eyes, Aweng's daughter-in-law came over with a wooden plate and placed it on the table in the sky.

"This is..." Chen Mo looked at the objects in the wooden plate curiously, a string of purple-black beads washed very clean, but Chen Mo had never seen them on weekdays.

"Pujiao." He was picking a piece of pruning it and then putting it in his mouth. He looked at Chen Mo and said with a smile: "The food Zhang Qian brought back when he was on his mission to the Western Regions is now planted in many places in the Central Plains, and the markets in the county are occasionally sold."

"How much does this cost?" Chen Mo picked one from above, peeled it as if it was right, threw it into his mouth, and suddenly a sweet and sour feeling spread along the taste buds. Chen Mo narrowed his eyes with some enjoyment.

"Three dollars." Li Zheng thought for a while.

"It's not very expensive. Next time I go to the county town, I will definitely buy some for my mother." Chen Mo said vaguely. Such a sweet thing is not expensive, why didn't you find it before?

"Three cents per piece." Another rose apple was peeling open and throwing it into your mouth.

"Cough cough cough~" Pu Tao's son stuck in his throat, causing Chen Mo to cough violently, and looked at Li Zheng with an incredible look: "Aweng just said how much is three cents?"

"One." The girl was spitting out the peaches leisurely and looking at Chen Mo and said, "What? Do you want to buy them?"

Chen Mo originally wanted to eat another one, but now, looking at the pomelo on the plate, he couldn't do it. He said, "Aweng, this is too expensive, we can't eat it."

"Don't worry, you won't ask for money. You little guys help me water the fields these days. If you don't treat them, others will just say that I'm unreasonable." Li Zheng said with a smile.

Chen Mo didn't know whether he should refuse, but in the end he called the boys over as Li Zheng ordered.

“Delicious, so sweet!”

Seeing a group of people eating the po apples heartlessly, Chen Mo felt a little uncomfortable. This is not eating po apples, it is clearly eating money!

"If you don't eat, you'll be gone." Li Zheng didn't compete with these people, but just looked at Chen Mo with a smile.

"I can't eat it." Chen Mo sighed. He wanted his mother to taste the pomelo of three cents per, but the price... it would be enough for the mother and son to live for a month.

In just a moment, the rose apples in the wooden plate were snatched away by a group of teenagers.

"Ahon, what is this? It's so sweet!" Ahdo casually applied the saliva from his hand to his clothes and looked at Li Zheng with curiosity.

"Plum apples are usually not easy to buy, so they will stay for a while. I'll wait for you to have lunch." Li Zheng didn't talk about the price anymore, and took advantage of the situation to get the topic open.

I ate brown rice for lunch, accompanied by some cooked dishes. Most people eat corn, and only those with such family background can they eat rice. For Chen Mo and others, it is good to be able to eat three or five brown rice meals a year. As for better rice, they can't even think about it.

"It's over in the afternoon, go and see your Uncle Wang." After dinner, I called Chen Mo aside and handed him a package and said, "Take these over to him."

"Ah Weng, why is Uncle Wang depressed?" Chen Mo looked at Li Zheng and said, "When I came this morning, I saw Aunt Cai crying in front of Uncle Wang's house. Didn't it be that Uncle Cai was killed?"

"You are too young, you will understand some things in the future." Li Zheng sighed, sat on the wooden pier beside him, shook his head and said, "You don't understand this now."

Chen Mo was a little dissatisfied with this, but he was not willing to be stubborn with him. He could only take a group of teenagers to continue digging the cessation pit in a depressed manner.

In the evening, Chen Mo said goodbye to Adu and the others and went straight to Uncle Wang's house. Aunt Cai was still there. Uncle Wang tied a cloth strap in one hand and a bowl of porridge in the other hand and said in front of Aunt Cai: "My brother and sister, even if you don't eat it, you should let the child eat it. Do you really want him to starve to death here?"

"You don't need to pretend to be a good person!" Aunt Cai slapped the bowl away, and a bowl of corn and rice splashed all over the floor. Ah Dai looked at it and swallowed. Just as he saw Chen Mo coming over with a package, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.
Chapter completed!