It’s late June, the rice has begun to ear, and Feng Yong is urging farmers in Fengzhuang to fertilize their fields.
"Sister-in-law, tell me, what are you doing here? If these things are spread in the fields, nothing will happen."
Seeing her husband standing far away on the edge of the field and unable to hear what was being said, Niu Wa Niang looked at the pile of smelly black things at the head of the field and asked Gou Zi Niang with a twitching corner of her mouth.
Gouziniang put the black things into the basket without any disdain, and whispered softly: "How can we see through what the master wants to do? Just do it, otherwise the master will do it.
I’m going to scold you again.”
Hearing this, Niuwa Niang glanced at the master's house in the distance, bent down to put the black stuff in, and said quietly: "I heard from my Niuwa that the master collects all the excrement of people and animals on the farm these days.
Raise that earth dragon..."
"You are seeking death!" Gouziniang didn't care that her hands were covered with black feces and covered Niuwa Niang's mouth, "How dare you say such nonsense?"
"Ah, bah, bah!" Niu Wa Niang pulled away the smelly hand, spat a few mouthfuls of saliva, and looked around guiltily, "This is on our own farm, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.
People from the village."
She didn't care about her mouth being covered. Which farmer hasn't eaten a few mouthfuls of mud? Didn't he eat the same thing when his hands and body were covered with mud after laying on the ground? The master's family just made a rule two months ago that you must wash your hands before eating.
It is weird to drink boiled water first.
"Why don't you worry? The owner is kind-hearted and made a contract with us. Not only did he give us chickens and ducks, but he also gave us food for the chickens and ducks. He also taught us how to raise chickens and ducks well. Where can we find such a good owner?
Go? We don’t know how the owner used these things to raise the earth dragon, but maybe others can figure it out when they hear what I said!" Gou Zi Niang glared at Niu Wa Niang.
"Yes, yes, I'm talking too much." Niu Wa Niang slapped her mouth with her black hand, and then asked, "By the way, Gou Zi Niang, are you really not worried? This is the land your family rents.
, if this thing is really put in the field, what if it harms the crops in the field?"
I heard a woman next to me take over the conversation: "Niu Waniang, you are really worried. The housekeeper has already told Gouzi Niang that if this land is really harmed, they will not accept the Gouzi family.
Let’s rent a house. Besides, if my son is as alert as a dog and can learn a few more words like the master, I will be happy to ruin the harvest of these ten acres of land!"
Gouziniang's brows and eyes were overflowing with a smile, her mouth could not close, but she still said to the woman duplicitously: "Don't praise that kid Gouzi any more. Now his eyes are almost reaching the top of his head.
Don’t boast.”
In fact, Gouziniang really came today with the idea that there would be no harvest from these ten acres of land. A few days ago, Gouzi told her that the owner wanted to select a few acres of the land they rented and planned to go there.
She agreed to sprinkle something in it without hesitation, and carefully selected a few acres of crops with the best growth.
Gouzi became literate with his master. As long as he can make Gouzi learn a few more words, what does it mean if his master ruins these acres of land? Besides, the master has promised himself. If he really loses the crops in this land,
It's such a waste, we won't charge rent for those acres of land this year.
She was a little surprised that the owner didn't take a fancy to the few acres of land she picked out in the end. Instead, he personally selected the few acres of land that were the worst for the fields.
Zhao Guang went to the Feng family's house, but did not see Feng Yong. He asked the housekeeper and found out that Feng Dalang had gone out early in the morning, saying that he was following the farmers to the fields on the farm. After asking for the direction, Zhao Guang found out the direction.
It went over again with a lot of people and a lot of people.
"Brother, it turns out that you are here, which makes it easy for me to find you."
From a distance, I saw Feng Yong standing on the ground, looking thoughtfully into the distance with his hands behind his back, and then he shouted.
"It turns out to be Erlang," Feng Yong heard Zhao Guang's voice, turned around, and noticed that there was a dark and thin little man behind him, who was looking over curiously. Seeing that he had noticed him, he looked like this
Then he smiled shyly and lowered his head.
"It's my little brother. Brother, do you still remember what I asked for a few days ago? Today, I brought Zi Shi. Zi Shi, this is the Feng Dalang I often call. Come forward and see me."
When the dark and skinny little man heard this, he walked forward obediently and saluted directly: "Wang Xun has met Feng Langjun. He often hears his brother mention Da Lang, and he has admired Da Lang for a long time! Seeing him today, it's true that
It’s a pleasure to meet you!”
"There is no need to be polite, Zishi. Yiwen is my brother. Since you are on good terms with him, there is no need to treat me as an outsider."
The first thing Feng Yong noticed was Wang Xun's sunken eye sockets, but his nose and face were flatter than those of ordinary Han people. Sure enough, there were some differences from ordinary Han people.
"Besides, I have heard of General Wang's name a long time ago. So General Wang can rebel against the traitors and return to the Han Dynasty. He really understands the righteousness, and is more noble and honorable than those who surrender to the thieves? Moreover, the general has a strategy, and when the time is right, he will
You can become famous all over the world."
"Brother, I would like to thank you for your honor as a brother!"
Just a few words almost made Wang Xun cry on the spot.
Over the years, who knows the suffering of his family? As a surrendered general and not a Han Chinese, the Lord is despised by others everywhere, and he can only sigh in sorrow day and night. As a son of a man, he is careful in everything, but he is still unavoidable from being bullied.
Later, fortunately, I met Zhao Erlang, and life became easier. It was rumored that Feng Dalang was a disciple of a master, but he was unexpectedly so caring and caring, which was really surprising.
"Hey, Zishi, why are you acting like a child? Now that the world is not peaceful, it is the time for men to make contributions. We only need to work hard, and when we are successful and famous, we will show those who look down on you what a true hero is.
Yes!" Zhao Guangda patted Wang Xun on the shoulder and said.
"Brother Zhao is teaching me that I am stingy." Wang Xun wiped the corners of his eyes and said to Feng Yong, "Brother, the purpose of my coming here this time must have been mentioned by Brother Zhao.
My disciples seek education and literacy, but they don’t dare to ask for status. As long as they can be like the children of farmers, they will be satisfied.”
"If you are just like a villager's child, then your status will be insulted in vain? Do your adults know about this?" Feng Yong stared at Wang Xun and asked in a deep voice.
"Hey, brother, don't worry too much about this matter..."
Just as Zhao Guang was about to interrupt, Feng Yong shouted loudly: "Shut up! I just want to listen to Wang Dalang's words now."
Zhao Guang obediently closed his mouth.
"Brother, I don't know. This matter was brought up by my lord. My lord is illiterate and suffers greatly from it. That's why he asked people to find a teacher for me many times. How can it be so easy to study?"
"Not to mention those who have cultivated and studied for generations, even those who are literate from poor families, they also despise adults' background. So this year, I am seventeen years old, but I still can't read a word. It is really a waste. Now I have the opportunity to learn to read.
Studying, not to mention being like a farmer's child, is willing to work as a cow or horse for his elder brother."
Wang Xun excitedly bowed again and said, "My lord was extremely happy when he heard about this. If it weren't for the fear of offending my brother, I would have come to thank him today."
This is really a stock with great potential being regarded as a junk stock that is despised by thousands of people! Feng Yong sighed again.