Mrs. Bai was a little tempted. After the people from Fengxia Village came to the stockade, the stockade suddenly became lively. In the past, there weren't many people coming all year round, but now people are coming in and out like this every day, and the gate of the stockade seems to be half open.
Everyone gets along well with each other. Although their habits are more or less different, there is no estrangement caused by this. She heard that the children in the village called Mrs. Yang and Mother Chemistry. Now that Zhao Luoyang comes over, there will always be two more on his legs.
The hanging decorations are all children rushing to ask for candy.
Zhao Luoyang is also very close to Bai Yuwei and Bai Yuying.
With this change, people's hearts became lively. The immigrants mentioned the excitement of the New Year, and many people in the village wanted to go out and have a look.
Mrs. Bai smiled slightly and thought of Mrs. Bai. Before her leg was injured, Ms. Bai was restless and would always run away. She also said that one day when she returned to her hometown after going south, she would take her to eat Jiangnan snacks.
Bai's ancestral home was De'an. One year, her family suffered a disaster and her relatives passed away. Bai was also captured and sold to Tibet by a gangster. When she met Bai, she escaped from the hands of the feudal lord and wanted to
She wanted to return to Daqi, so she left Bai by her side.
When she was still Wusongqi's Zamon, Wusongjie would always kidnap her into the big tent. Naturally, she couldn't hide the presence of women coming in and out of Wusongjie's side. But if she wanted to return to Daqi, she had to at least maintain the appearance of a princess.
He wanted to use the name of Wusongjie's concubine as a shield.
Bai stood in front of her at this moment and took care of her reputation.
How did Mr. Bai persuade her at that time?
First of all, the so-called "Bai" is the people around her who will serve her at all times. Even if they make up lies, they can easily be believed.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Bai said: "Let's talk about it. There are a lot of things going on in the village right now, so there is no time for it."
It wasn't that she didn't want to go out because of the scar on her face, but that she had no hope for anything.
The name "Bai" will not make her ashamed. It is Wusongjie, Wusongqi and the Daqi court that should be ashamed.
Zhao Xueli claimed again and again.
Zhao Luoyang walked out of Mrs. Bai's house. Mrs. Bai opened the paper package on the table. She lowered her head and smelled it, and the scent of tea lingered in her nose.
When Zhao Xuejing heard his mother scolding his second brother in the outer room, he simply shrank back and did not dare to enter the house. He turned around and went to help his fourth brother.
"But dad doesn't have to work too hard, don't we still have Brother Rang? Brother Rang will study hard and he will definitely be able to help the family in the future."
Mrs. Bai's thoughts gradually spread in the fragrance of tea.
Zhao Xueli swallowed and nodded hastily: "My son understands."
Mrs. Yang then sighed: "I can't even write a few words well, so I have to ask Mr. Song."
"Then I'm going to help in the weaving room." Zhao Luoyang stood up and said goodbye to Mrs. Bai, but walked to the door and turned back, carefully took out a bag of things from his arms and put it on the table.
Seeing how hard her second daughter-in-law was working, Mrs. Yang glanced at Zhao Xueli and said, "You also have to make progress. Don't just sit there and let your wife and children suffer along with you."
Zhao Luoyang was very confident: "I'll try again after a while."
Zhao Xueli's face suddenly turned red. At such an old age, he was still being chased by his mother to read a book. He really felt more and more alive.
The snacks Zhao Luoyang mentioned are must-have bacon and steamed rice cakes during the New Year...
Zhao Xueli's head hung even lower. He had to admit that his wife and daughter were more capable than him. They worked hard every day and finally built two manure pits and reorganized the sheep pen and cattle pen.
A lot of money, but the money earned is limited.
After saying this, Mrs. Yang left with her hands behind her back. Zhao Xueli picked up the book and read it. In order to make his mother feel less disgusted, he really should start studying hard.
The fourth brother and Niu Daochang and his son are also very busy. The loom they made has already taken shape and they can try to use it tomorrow.
Zhao Xueli felt a lump of air in his chest, what? He could only rely on his mother, wife and children now? Even his daughter thought he was useless?
Shi Jiu said: "Don't be discouraged. Since you are hesitating, you have the intention to go out."
"Your eldest brother left with the old beast," Old Mrs. Yang said, "I will never recognize him again. Now you are the eldest son of our family. The eldest son must behave like an eldest son. You still need to read this book. Don't forget, you
He is Sister Luo's father."
Mrs. Yang copied her hand and said: "Mr. Song said that studying is not just for the imperial examination. There is nothing wrong with gaining more knowledge. Look at Sister Luo. She has learned so much from Mr. Song, isn't it all used in the village?
"
Old Mrs. Yang turned around and went back to the house, then took out a few books and put them on the table: "I earned money and went to the market to buy them for you."
Secondly, we must control the suffering we suffer in our own hands, lest Usongjie threatens us with this matter. Perhaps one day, they can clear up the name of the "Bai Family", reveal all the truth, and let everyone know that there is no such thing.
The so-called willingness and flattery are just resistance and persistence.
"Brother Rang?" Zhao Xueli snorted, "You have only been studying for a few days. If you want to be better than me, you are still far behind."
"Use the paper as well. Write more every day and show it to me." Mrs. Yang felt that she had read a lot from Mr. Song and knew more or less what kind of words looked good.
Bai's wish was to return to her hometown and have a look, and that was not the case for hers. But now that Bai could no longer move around, the hometown she longed for brought her only disappointment.
Mr. Song, he is even more incomparable. Mr. Song is very capable. My mother and Sister Luo talk about him every day. There is no way he can match him.
There are many people in the village, so everyone can do it faster. Luo Zhenniang and Widow Xie also agreed that one of them would stay in the village and the other would go to the village to keep an eye on it.
Zhao Luoyang and Shi Jiu said: "Sure enough, it's not that easy. Years of knots are not as simple as covering your face."
"Sister Luo, I'm sorry to tell you," said Mrs. Yang, "but my mother can speak, so you should work harder."
Zhao Luoyang said: "My husband likes to drink tea. He brought this from his hometown before coming to Taozhou. You should also try it. There is not much, so don't dislike it."
The two of them worked hard, even just having a bite at night, and then got together to discuss it.
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Zhao Xueli looked at the rough calluses on his hands and felt bitter in his heart.
At this time, she shouldn't speak, but her charm is worth it...
After saying this, Zhao Xueli picked up the oil lamp on the table.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Dad, what are you doing?"
What my mother said was right, my mother turned to him the most.
Zhao Luoyang did not persuade Mrs. Bai anymore, but said: "New Year's Day is coming soon, and my grandma wants to make some snacks. If people in the village want to eat, they can go to the cheese shop to buy them."
Zhao Xueli felt sour and bitter, but of course there was also a bit of sweetness...
Only then did Mrs. Yang say with satisfaction: "Don't say that Mom doesn't miss you. When Mom makes money, the first thing she thinks of is you."
"Dad," Zhao Luoyang whispered, "did my grandma buy the book? My grandma is very kind to dad. She is not even willing to make clothes for herself during the Chinese New Year. She spends all the money she saves on dad."
After Wu Songjie died, she asked people to send Bai away, but Bai turned back halfway and advanced and retreated with her. What she didn't expect was that they managed to escape back to Daqi, but they were still plotted against.
Bai's legs were seriously injured when they were attacked by Tibetans.
With the previous experience of making fur coats, this time it went particularly smoothly. At night, the donkey cart was filled with collected leathers. Luo Zhenniang and Widow Xie were ready to take everything back to the village.
Just as she was thinking about it, Zhao Luoyang came back from outside and saw the book in her father's hand. Zhao Luoyang blinked and said that she had received her father's charm points. It turned out that it was her grandma who did it.
If you can complete one task at a time, you are underestimating the system.
Mrs. Bai was obviously very interested in these, and said with a smile: "I will also buy some to try when the time comes."
"Fill it with oil," Zhao Xueli said, "use it at night."
"Dad," Zhao Luoyang took two steps after him, "You can take a look and ask the teacher if you don't understand. These days, the teacher is painting farm tools. If you have time, go over and help."
Painting farm tools? Making farm tools? Didn't Mr. just finish the loom? Why are you so energetic? Compared with everyone else, he is really nothing. Zhao Xueli was in a trance, staggering under his feet and almost tripped.
Shi Jiu said: "Let dad take a look at the farm tools first. When it comes to spring plowing, he has to tell everyone how to use the farm tools." By that time, there are probably more people in the West Village of Fengxia Village than in the East Village.
, everyone should also elect a new leader.
After all the work was divided, Zhao Luoyang felt relaxed. It was time for her to think about the affairs of Gao Lizheng and those people. It was best to deal with these people before the New Year.