Today, Xue Zhuang went out. Although the restaurant and casino were not open at home, several groups of people knocked on the door and cursed, which frightened Xu Yan'er who was alone at home.
When she saw the man coming back, she cried a lot and asked Xue Zhuang to promise to stay at home with her and stop selling vegetables for others.
Xue Zhuang had just tasted the sweetness of making money today, so he was not willing to stay at home with her.
Fortunately, I was in a happy mood at this time, so I took out a pack of fried melon seeds from my arms and said, "Look, I bought this for you just because you were bored at home."
Xu Yaner refused, holding the fried melon seeds and saying coquettishly: "You can eat them at home with me."
"Well, I'll accompany you and boil some water to soak my feet!" Xue Zhuang responded casually, sat down on the kang, kicked off his shoes, and asked Yan'er to wash his feet.
Today's round trip of dozens of miles was more tiring than when he was marching, and his feet were bruised with blood blisters, and he had to be heated to relieve his fatigue.
Now Xu Yaner has learned her lesson well. She warmed up the water early and saw that the man wanted to wash his feet, so she served him diligently.
There is no need to mention how affectionate the two are behind closed doors.
Baolin Juli and Han Ming told Song Liyun and Song Zhenping who came out of the backyard what Xue Zhuang had just said to order food: "Xue Junhu said that tomorrow's food should be earlier and more."
Song Liyun wiped the water on her hands and looked at Song Zhenping with a smile: "Brother, I will still send fifty kilograms tomorrow morning. When it is time to increase the amount of food, you can tell the King of Guards yourself."
Song Zhenping agreed after a slight hesitation.
In fact, although the vegetables in the backyard cannot be produced at a hundred kilograms a day, there are still seven or eighty kilograms, and we can also pick beans and peppers.
But the second sister said that she would eat at home first, and would have to wait a few more days for takeout, so that the side dishes could be eaten first.
The next day, Xue Zhuang saw that although Song Zhenping had brought the food early, it still only weighed fifty kilograms. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed: "Your helper didn't make it clear. What I want is one hundred kilograms of vegetables."
Song Zhenping was not good at quarreling with others, so he just said with a straight face: "You go and make reservations with Wang for military supplies first, and I will pay out as much as the guard station has to give."
"You, you bastard! You're so angry!" Xue Zhuang was so angry when he saw Song Zhenping pushing him to the guardhouse with just one sentence, but he had no choice but to mutter and leave quickly.
The first Tianwei received two taels of silver. Although it was small, the mosquito leg was just a piece of meat, which was enough for several big soldiers to charge into the battle at once.
The account book in Wang Junqiu's hand finally opened a new page, and the income column of Broken Gold Guard was marked for the first time.
This time selling vegetables for the second time, Xue Zhuang borrowed a carriage from the guard station and took the two of them straight to Qili County.
It's good to have animal power, so he started selling vegetables just after noon, without delaying the opening of the business in the afternoon.
Five days passed by, and it was already the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month. The firewood, rice, oil, and salt needed for the new year had already been prepared, and even new clothes were made in a hurry.
According to the custom here, ancestors are worshiped before the New Year.
This was the first time that Baolin-Julie held an ancestor worship event, and all kinds of sacrifices were prepared. The three brothers and sisters just waited until night to burn incense and worship their ancestors.
It was almost dark now, Song Zhenping was still in the vegetable shed taking care of the temperature and humidity, while Song Liyun and Xiao An were making dough in the stove.
This is also a snack in the northwest, which Aunt Ma taught me.
Steam a few potatoes, peel them, place them in a wooden trough, and beat them repeatedly with a wooden hammer until they become mashed potatoes.
Black Gold likes to eat potatoes the most.
At this time, when he saw the perfectly steamed potatoes being beaten into a ball of mud, he was so angry that he was gesticulating behind Song Liyun, and his eyes almost rolled to the back of his head.
The mashed potatoes have become sticky and chewy after repeated beating.
Song Liyun picked fresh onions and garlic, heated up oil in a pan, and made oil-splashed garlic, then added finely chopped coriander to make a sauce, which was very fragrant just from the smell.
Xiao An, who was wearing a chrysanthemum green coat and two pigtails, came up to her and chirped: "Smells good!"
He is now particularly obsessed with cooking, but unfortunately he has not grown taller after two months of raising his body, and he is not strong enough so he cannot cook many things.
Han Ming came back from the town with a large pile of patterned paper money, which was prepared by the elderly at the Jinglao Hall.
As soon as he entered the door, Song Zhenping came out of the backyard, his face was pale and his eyes were red, as if he had cried.
A small table was set up in the courtyard, and Song Liyun placed a set of offerings. Under Han Ming's guidance, Song Zhenping hurriedly lit candles and burned incense, and then pulled Xiao An to kneel down.
The two brothers kept their heads down, and when the paper money turned into ashes and fluttered in the wind, Xiao An burst into tears.
Song Zhenping couldn't bear it any longer, tears streaming down her face.
It had been ten years since his parents died, and except for the day of burial, he had never had the chance to burn a piece of paper, and Xiao An had never even been to the cemetery.
In Xiaoshi Village, he and Xiao An were just animals. Animals do not deserve parents. The stepmother said that it was bad luck to go to the grave. If she found out that the brothers dared to mention the dead, they would be beaten, not to mention burning paper to worship.
Next to him, Song Liyun felt a little sad, so he picked up a few pieces of paper money and put them next to him to burn in another pile.
It has been ten years since her parents died, but she has never burned paper. She only silently offers a bouquet of flowers in her heart every time she celebrates the anniversary.
Now seeing the floating paper ash and curling smoke, she seemed to be seeing a channel to communicate with another world, and a magical feeling enveloped her whole body.
She didn't know if the sacrifices burned in this time and space would be received by her own world.
The suffering in the human world is different. In the underground silent world, the souls of the dead should be together!
The three brothers and sisters chatted each other. After the worship, even during dinner the atmosphere was a bit gloomy.
He only benefited from the greedy black gold, and he secretly ate up all the Tuantuan at some point, and Song Liyun didn't even notice.
Because they were in a bad mood, the three Song sisters did not read and went back to their rooms to rest early.
In the dark night, the usually silent Broken Gold Town was flashing with lights, and those were family members paying homage to the souls of the dead.
The biggest fire was at Broken Gold Pass.
The bonfire half a man's height burned half of the valley red, reflecting the erratic figures on the wall. Several sergeants were standing behind the wall and looking out.
Under the wall, with the sound of armours clanging, Luo Baihu hurried up the wall, glanced around and stood at the edge of the wall, loudly shouting: "What's the situation?"
A general commander came over and replied: "Reporting to your lord, we found wandering intruders ten miles away. They numbered about seven or eight people. They couldn't see their clothes clearly. They were all on horseback."
Luo Baihu's heart suddenly thought: "Send out the patrols and investigate again!"
Even the Japanese military newspapers were reporting that villages and towns north of Hecheng had been lost, and that rogue bandits appeared south of Hecheng to harass the guard posts and villages.
Although everything was calm in Ruijin Town, he still didn't dare to relax even a little bit.
Especially in this half month, the Dilu grassland has been covered with snow, but it is found that the tribes who should have been stationed in the winter pastures are frequently migrating despite the wind and snow, which also indicates that there are changes within the Dilu people.
In this case, Broken Gold Town must also be prepared.
If the Third Young Master needs to retreat from here, there will definitely be soldiers from the Di tribe chasing him.
Under Luo Baihu's order, the ten cavalry stepped out of the river under Ruijin Pass and quickly disappeared into the vast night.