After he walked over, he found that although it was not big, there was a trough made of wood, filled with hay, and a stone sink, with several emerald green willow leaves. As soon as the horse was tied up, it lowered its head and started drinking water. It was also very tired along the way.

Then he walked to Lao Rao and said, "Father, I'm back."

Yarur's father had no name. As for why he called such a name, it was a strange thing. So when he heard his voice, his father looked up and looked at him and said, "Are you back?"

"Well, father, how are you in your body?"

When Yarur thought of this, he took a package from his body, put it on the table, and said to his wife beside him, "I bring something here, you remember to give it to the children at noon."

"Okay, I can't die for the time being. I heard that you are not bad in the army now?"

The old man used to be a soldier, but later when he was in a war, his leg was injured and he was a little lame. He could not ride a horse, so he had to retreat. Because of this, his son had the opportunity to join the army. In some places, he was not a cheap career, but an act that could allow his family to have enough food. Just like the soldiers in the Central Plains, if the family had no money, he would not be able to be regarded as the one at all.

"It's OK, but the training intensity is much greater."

Yarur smiled and said, after the woman took his package away, he prepared a basin for him, which contained a basin of water, no towels, only a rag. However, he still washed his face very comfortably, and then breathed a long breath, "Comfortable."

"It's right if the training intensity is high. Otherwise, why should we live like this?"

Although the old man's eyes were not very good, his somewhat turbid eyeballs made him dare not say anything, "These days, the people in the government have also asked everyone to go to class and talked a lot of things. Unlike the previous government, they used to be clichés, but this time it is the truth. They, the families of military families, must know that if there are no soldiers outside, our lives will not be able to last. Therefore, everyone should be grateful to the soldiers. Of course, if the soldiers do not have them.

If we can protect those of us, then these soldiers will not be worthy of eating military rations, and we are not qualified to enjoy more benefits than other people. This is right, when we sent food last time, we sent a piece of bacon to our house. Although we don’t know how it was made, it looks a bit like the dried meat here, but it tastes really good. But if you didn’t join the army, this benefit would be gone, and you should have seen the bamboo slips in your children’s hands just now, right?”

"See, Dad, what's the use of that thing?" Yarur was illiterate, and this was not shameful, because most people in the Tang Dynasty were illiterate. Of course, if you go to Songzhou, you will find that illiteracy is embarrassing, but there is no such condition in other places, so everyone doesn't care about such things.

"Of course it's useful. Did you make your child blind all his life? How many times did we lose illiteracy when we were given food and food? Now the government is in the government, and the children are all, although they may not be the top scorer in the future, but they can read and arithmetic. In the future, they can at least be a recorder who calculates things. Although it may not be so glorious, it is very good that it is safe. Going out to fight is a waste of us, because we can do nothing except these abilities. But the children, we have five children in our family, and there may be more in the future. Will so many children be sent to the battle formation to die? If someone can be a recorder of rice and grain, they will be a personal master in the future and don't have to live a life without having to lose their heads, isn't that a good thing?"

"There is such a thing?" Yarur asked in surprise. In his impression, such things were only some. For example, when he went to the military camp for the first time, in order to get a little more bran, yes, you read that right, it was bran. His father kept saying good things to the accountant, who was only sixteen years old. In his opinion, that man was a man without any power, but people knew words and numbers, so the treatment was different. He never had to go to the battlefield. When many spoils were distributed on the battlefield, such as a cow, he and others were more brave in the war, and then got a piece of beef leg bone, but they were the best beef. This is the distinction, because without them, they could find a group of people at any time, and there was no shortage of people who could fight in the frontier. However, if they were missing, the leader here might not be able to get how many benefits he had gained. Are you important or are you important?

"Yes, the current court is called the Tang Dynasty. I think this court must be very popular. After many years, who has really cared about us soldiers."

Lao Rao's words made Yarur feel a little guilty because he felt that he was so hard and that he was not worth it. He thought that those people were deliberately messing with others, but when he returned home, he found that everything was worth it. Sometimes his lazyness was a meaningless behavior, which was really ridiculous.

"Yes, father, I will do my best to protect Suzhou."

Hearing his swearing words, the old man said with relief, "This is a good word. Like the government, although Suzhou is Suzhou of the Tang Dynasty, it is even more so in our Suzhou Raosuzhou. There are our ancestors, our fields, our ranches, and our parents, wives and children here. If we don't protect it, it is a shame for my Suzhou boy to protect it."

"What? Field? Dad, do we have fields?"

In his impression, however, they have food to eat, which is a great favor. Many slave soldiers in tribes don’t even have enough food. Their wives and daughters, as long as they are slightly more beautiful, will be bullied by the heads, and there is no such thing as soon as they are. But they are slaves, their children are slaves, and they will be slaves in the future. You have no requirement to make the children become normal people. That is impossible. In these eyes, you are goods and tools. In this world, when will a tool have its own ideas?

"Yes, fifty acres of land, because the children are all, so these are there. However, with your wife here, you don't have to worry. The government will also use cows for us. If you fight quickly, we will also have cows in our family in the future. If there are cows, the stable will need to be expanded. As long as you are brave and fearless, not only cows, but if the children are good at studying, they can also go to Chang'an to refer to the tuition. Once you pass the exam, you will be a high-ranking official, not worse than our governor, so you must be successful."

In a word, some people will make you feel ridiculous, but your relatives will make you have to face it sincerely. Such a good thing actually falls on yourself. This feeling is really great.

"Son, let's go and have a look now."

Yarur was a little anxious by his father and rushed into the dining room. He saw his five children looking at the Jianshe seriously. Although he was illiterate at all, it did not mean that he was not in a hurry. Therefore, there was a trace of inexplicable light in his eyes. Seeing the fingers of several children constantly scratching on the table, he knew that the people in the government had not prepared pens and ink for them. Although this thing was cheaper in Songzhou, it was very valuable in other places. Some people had an inkstone in their lives and could survive with a few brushes.

The rough big hands gently rubbed a child's head, and then choked and said, "Come on, kids."

Although he was very strong and his palms were very rough, the children still felt very comfortable, because this might be the first time in his life that his father treated them so kindly.

Yarur rested for a while and was told by his wife that there was some wood at home that needed to be chopped, which was simple.

He took off his long sword from his side and was about to take action, but he found an axe on the edge of the wood that was only half the length of his arm. He couldn't help but be stunned. How could this thing be there? Because the long handle of the axe is made of wood, but the axe is iron. Although it doesn't look very big, it still makes him feel incredible because the long sword on his body had already had a gap. This thing came from the one given to him by his father.

"Lan'er, what's going on?"

Because there are more grass and less wood here, there are not many opportunities to use an axe. However, even if you have the chance to use it, you don’t have the money to buy it, because the axe is relatively more iron, and the price will rise.

Lan'er was cleaning a sausage he brought back from his bag at this time. This thing is a good thing because the price is not high and a lot of messy meat can be put in. People today are not as particular as modern people, and they are easy to carry. Even if they become moldy, they can be eaten when they are cleaned.

"What?"

The woman was covered in water, but she still walked out and asked, and saw the axe in his hand and said, "This is the axe issued by the government. Because we don't have much wood here, we will send some other things in the future. But for the time being, we can only use this. The government can't lose this thing, and we have to pay it back in the future. However, if it is broken, it's okay."

"Oh? Why do you use to chop firewood without an axe?"

Yaluer still knows the word "chipping" in wood, but Suzhou and Ganzhou are both grasslands, and cow dung and horse manure are the most used, and there are fewer wood because there are not many trees.

"I don't know about this, but it sounds like a good stove, not firewood, but pinballs, etc. Anyway, I don't know what it is, I heard that someone is already investigating it."

Lan'er continued to work hard after finishing her work. Today, the pillar of her family came back. She needed to use all her skills to satisfy him. After all, she didn't have any chance at all.

Since Yarur didn't know the answer, he reached out to take a piece of dry wood, then held it with one hand, and let it go slowly. He grabbed the axe with his other hand and hit it directly in the middle. Because the axe was still sharp, and he was also good at making a living with a knife, so he quickly split into two sections, and then it turned into four sections, and finally it was piece by piece, put aside, because there were some before, and it seemed that it was made by his father.

Although there was no unnecessary words, Yaluer found that this feeling was really good. He was chopping wood there, his father was lying on a chair and basking in the sun, his wife was cooking in the kitchen, and the children were reading, which was like a strange cycle, but it made people feel very balanced deep inside.

There was not much firewood, so he quickly chopped it up, then put the wood in the kitchen, cleaned the axe and placed it aside, and sat on a stool, looking at his father who occasionally coughed, his child who was still there seriously on the table, and his wife who was smoke rising up, he felt that such a life was the best.

The sun quickly climbed to a high place, and the temperature in the yard also rose a lot. When he saw the horse being slapped there, he walked over and saw that the water was gone, and the forage was still a little bit. So he got some water out of the well, put it in, and gently stroked the horse's back, which felt really good.

"It's time to eat."

Lan'er shouted in the kitchen, and the children put down their books and ran out, but the biggest one suddenly thought of something and quickly stopped him, "Teacher tells us not to panic."

When the children behind heard this, they stood up quickly and looked at their elder brother.

Then the children went to get the dishes and chopsticks. This was nothing. They were all rough Tao Wan, which was very simple. As for the large pot, they couldn't move it, only Yalu could do it himself.

The table is not, but the adults and children are eight, so it is still quite crowded to sit there.

There are three dishes in total, one is wild vegetables, one is sausage, and the other is not sure about bone soup or something. Anyway, it smells quite fragrant and has oil on it. The rice is all the basic food, but even so, many people are not qualified to eat such food.

"Dad, you first."

Yarur grew up from being taught by his father, and knew this, he said.

After the old man nodded with relief, he picked up the chopsticks made from bamboo and lit them, "Eat."

The children gathered around and looked at the wild vegetables in front of them. They would never touch them because they didn't taste very much, but the sausage was very good. After the woman gave everyone a slice, she added a lot of broth to their bowls, which tasted more fragrant, but it was easier to eat enough.

"It smells so good."
Chapter completed!