The Song family knew about picking flowers from branches and selling them.
Mei Ya, the neighbor of the old house, had already told her.
She originally thought that Lian Zhi wanted to earn some pocket money, but after listening to her words, Mrs. Song thought: Could it be that there is no food?
After all, she knows best what kind of person Zhao is.
How can people like them, their daughters-in-law and descendants, who are not even allowed to have a full meal, treat a servant kindly?
Mrs. Song asked her: "Do you have anything to eat?"
"Yes, I just bought a pound of brown rice."
After Lian Zhi finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he had let something slip, and glanced at Mrs. Song a little uneasily.
She cherishes her current stable life. Although life in the farm family is hard, at least no one is making a fool of herself.
Mrs. Song didn't know what she was thinking, but she just said: "If you don't have anything to eat, go to the field and pick up a sheaf of millet, then go home and pound it into rice to make porridge."
She pointed to the surrounding crop fields.
"The sweet potatoes have also grown, and anyone can dig them and eat them."
"Take less every time and no one will say anything."
Don't take too much. If you take too much, you are stealing and you will be beaten.
Lian Zhi's face turned red.
I know that the eldest young lady is afraid that she will starve and wants to feed herself.
But how could she steal things from the ground unless absolutely necessary?
This is something that brings shame to the owner's family. If it doesn't work well, it will be sold out again.
Mrs. Song didn't know what she was thinking. It was no wonder that one was a slave and the other was free.
Although the two are of the same age, they are from two different classes and have different considerations.
Mrs. Song gave Liuzhi a piece of fried cake and asked her to go home and see if she could clean up a place to store food.
If it doesn't work, let Benshan break the lock.
As soon as Lian Zhi left, Li Benshan came back.
Li asked curiously: "Why are you back so soon?"
Li Benshan said: "Third brother is back."
Mrs. Song nodded, "I guess dad is counting the days to come back."
Li Benshan had a strange look on his face, shook his head and said, "Dad didn't come back. Third brother came back alone. He also brought two servants with him."
Xiaodao: "Is there another member of my family?"
Li: "It's already the autumn harvest, why hasn't dad come back?"
Mrs. Song: "Did something happen?"
Dazhu: "Did uncle three pass the exam?"
The family struggled to ask questions.
Li Benshan showed a smile, nodded and said: "Third brother passed the exam."
"Oh, did you pass the exam?"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Dazhu and Erwang were especially happy.
Although this third uncle is not a relative, he is still the third uncle, right?
The Li family has a talented scholar, and their faces are very proud, okay?
Even Xiaomian thinks it’s pretty good.
Only Mrs. Song frowned.
In the dream, the third child passed the exam three years later. Why did he pass the exam early this year?
Li asked again: "The scholars are all back, why haven't those who accompanied the exam come back?"
Everyone was very curious and looked at Li Benshan, waiting for his answer.
Li Benshan was stunned, not knowing what to say.
"But what happened?" Mrs. Song asked with a frown.
She tried to remember...
This year in the dream, my sister-in-law hooked up with a classmate of the third child.
One of his classmates already had a wife. Later, under Zhao's guidance, that classmate divorced his wife and remarried his sister-in-law.
Mrs. Song had seen this brother-in-law, who was about ten years older than her sister-in-law. He was chubby, very handsome and wealthy.
The year his Damai died, this brother-in-law also became an official.
Thinking of the eldest daughter in her dream, Ms. Song couldn't help but grit her teeth.
How long has it been since you thought about that nightmare?
After a long time, can it be treated as if it didn’t happen?
Mrs. Song thought of this and lowered her head to work.
What are the people in the old house doing to her?
Li Benshan had a strange expression on his face. He rubbed his cheek and said, "It's a good thing."
Mrs. Song did not raise her head and snorted lowly.
My sister-in-law probably hooked up with a married man.
Li asked: "What's a good thing? Are you going to deal with the tax exemption for the third brother, a scholar?"
Here, once you have the reputation of being a scholar, you can see the official without worshiping him, and you can't torture him if he commits a crime.
They are also exempted from corvee and have tax-free rights for 100 to 200 acres of land.
You can also go to the government to receive a monthly salary, about one tael of silver, and one liter of rice per day.
I heard that you can occasionally get fish, meat, oil and salt.
Therefore, as long as you pass the examination as a scholar, you will not starve to death even if you do nothing.
Xiao Mian nodded, it seemed that Uncle San had an iron job.
Damai asked: "Uncle San passed the exam, can our land also be tax-free?"
Li Benshan nodded to his eldest niece, "I'll ask later, I guess I can."
Then he showed a strange expression and said: "My little sister also has good things."
Mrs. Song looked as if this was the case, no longer raising her head, and settled down to harvest the dealer.
Li Benshan rubbed his cheek again, as if this could open his mouth.
"My little sister went to a girls' school in Fucheng."
"What?" Mrs. Li stared at her man, as if she didn't understand.
Mrs. Song also raised her head suddenly and asked, "What did you say?"
"Well, the third brother said that when my younger sister arrived in Fucheng, because she wrote a poem, the son of the Zhizhou family recommended her to go to a girls' school."
"Sister-in-law has gone to school?"
"Does my sister know the words?"
Ms. Song frowned and said, "She seems to know a few words."
But it's just a few words.
Can she compose poetry?
It's incredible.
Xiaomian suddenly asked: "What poem did my sister-in-law write?"
Li Benshan shook his head. He didn't understand poetry. Even if he knew a few Chinese characters recently, he learned them from Xiao Mian and his own son.
Ever since he heard the news brought by his third brother, Li Benshan is still in the dark.
It's not surprising to him that his third brother was admitted as a scholar.
But my little sister went to a girls’ school?
How can this be?
Not to mention the surprise and discussion of the Li family, the autumn harvest cannot be delayed.
Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn.
Harvesting in autumn is not as fast as harvesting wheat, so it is not as tiring.
Harvest in autumn is also the happiest thing.
There is no corn here, but I heard that it already exists in other places. However, the seeds are too few and have not been passed down.
It is estimated that in the next two years, we will be able to eat roasted corn.
Although there is no roasted corn, there are roasted sweet potatoes and roasted beans.
Xiao Mian's family did not feed pigs, so they only planted sweet potatoes on one acre of land.
The harvested sweet potato seedlings were exchanged by Aunt Lihua's family for half a bag of soybeans.
Her family raises three big fat pigs, which feed them a lot of sweet potato seedlings throughout the winter.
I have been busy harvesting and planting for more than half a month.
Every household has their grain stored in their warehouses, and winter wheat has been sown in the fields.
This is also the time when people are crazy about picking wild products.
When the north wind blows and the snow falls, there will be nothing left on the mountain.
Suddenly the whole Daqingshan became lively again.
That night, Prime Minister Li came.
For the first time, Li Xiangjin came to Li's house in Dongtou.
"Hey, third brother, why are you here? Have you eaten?"
Li Benshan was flattered and greeted him quickly.
Li Xiangjin had a dull face and forced a smile.
"Second brother, I want to hold a banquet the day after tomorrow and invite people to eat."
"Well, we have to make arrangements carefully. The third brother has become successful, and we have to let the whole village know about it."
Li Xiangjin hid the contempt in his eyes.
What kind of banquet is there for a bunch of mud-legged people in the village?
But my parents insisted on it. They wanted to feel proud.
"It's just..." Li Benshan stopped talking.
There is only the third younger brother in the family, and both parents are not at home. What should we do with this wedding banquet?
Li Xiangjin knew what he was hesitating about and explained: "Our father will be back the day after tomorrow."
"It's just that I can't stay at home too long. My little sister has to be picked up and dropped off by my father when she goes to school."
"Ah? Then our father will have to be in Fucheng from now on?"
Li Benshan suddenly felt a little lost, as if he had been abandoned.