When he returned to the village, he received an unprecedented welcome. The large grain field was filled with small tables, and there was some food on each table. Yun Zheng took a closer look and found that the rice on the table today was all polished rice, snow-white.
The children who were seduced by the rice were drooling. As for most of the dishes, they were either chicken or pork. Some people also had dog meat. I wonder if they killed their own watchdog.
The lame man's family was poor, and there was only a bowl of sugar-coated eggs on his table. Yun Zheng knew that this was the best meal his family could provide. The lame man saw Yun Zheng looking at his table, and he pawed at his hands nervously and said, "Only
An egg…”
Yun Zheng stopped the lame man and continued speaking. He picked up the bowl of sugar-watered eggs and walked up to the old patriarch and said to everyone: "I had a roast tail banquet at the magistrate's house today and I was not full at all. Although the food was exquisite, it was not full.
I couldn't bear to be full, so I came back hungry. Although there was still food in the basket, I was greedy, but I managed to survive until now, so I knew there was good stuff at home.
Uncle Jiu’s sweetened eggs are famous for their good quality, so you’re not polite, I’ll eat them up right now.”
The old patriarch looked at Yun Zheng with a look of pride on his face. This is a child from a good family. He knows what friendship is about. Yun Er saw that Yun Da was enjoying the meal and pulled his robe hard: "Give it to me.
Leave a little."
The villagers all laughed, especially the lame man who laughed the most happily, with tears streaming down his face. Yun Zheng took a few mouthfuls of soup and left the egg to the greedy Yun Er. He came to the carriage and took it out from the top.
A small roll of linen was placed respectfully on the table of the lame man's house and he said, "I accept your kindness, and please don't refuse my heart."
The lame man's wife kept wiping her tears with the back of her hand. The more she wiped away the tears, she whispered to Yun Zheng: "The master wanted to kill the dog, but the girl couldn't bear it. She hugged the dog and cried..."
Yun Zheng comforted him for a few words, then walked towards Xanthium with a big smile: "Uncle Er, where is my venison? This is what you promised me."
Xanthium ostentatiously took out a bowl of venison from under the bamboo sieve, raised it with one hand and said with a smile: "I know you like this piece of venison in our house, I'll keep it for you, eat it while it's hot, eat it all"
Light."
"That's not possible. I can smell the fragrance under the sieve at Second Grandpa's house. How can I miss the bamboo rat meat." Yun Zheng took out a piece of venison from Xanthium's bowl and ate half of it himself, and the rest.
Half of it was stuffed into Yun Er's mouth, and the remaining venison was stuffed into the drooling mouse's hand, and he patted his little head and said: "After eating this venison, I will start reading. I'll do it."
Teach, if you can’t learn, I’ll beat them up.”
The old patriarch smiled even more happily, and Xanthium lucidum replied loudly: "Beat me, I just want to beat you, you can't learn how to beat me to death."
Yun Zheng dragged Yun Er all the way to eat from beginning to end. Each family took a bite, even the green vegetables. At this time, the old patriarch asked his son to take down four or five jars of wine from the ox cart and slapped it away.
The mud seal on top seemed not to be passed through a sieve, but was poured into a large vat. Every family came to get a wooden spoon, and it was the head of the house.
Seeing that everyone had received the wine, the old patriarch had enough energy in his Dantian and shouted: "Grandma, there is a boy in our village, and there will be a scholar in a few years!" This sound made the valley echo.
"Drink!" Following the old man's order, Yun Zheng didn't care about the lees in the wine. He tilted his neck and downed a large bowl. There wasn't much wine, and it was almost gone after one bowl per person, but people were talking enthusiastically.
But it became thicker.
Bancou watched with admiration as his young master walked back and forth among the crowd and talked to people. He ate every bite of the food on the table from an unknown family. The young master sent a roll of linen cloth to each house. This was already a lot.
It's a big gift. If it wasn't such a big day, Bacon would definitely murmur, but it doesn't matter today, it's all due. From this month on, the young master can receive two hundred coins from the county government every month, and then
In addition to three measures of rice, this was specially granted by the old master to the young master. It is a great honor to receive money and food from the official family. Others can only send it to the Yamen.
When the moon was in the middle of the sky, the flames on the threshing floor were extinguished. At this time, Yun Zheng understood why the villagers were so interested in a little boy. Dousha Village can be considered a big village. The old patriarch was not a boy.
, I didn’t become the head of the village because I was illiterate, so that Dousha Village in Nuoda was bullied by the people in the small village. When planning the hunting ground in Chaishan, I couldn’t get a good place, let alone the idle farmland on the dry plain.
There is no need to pay taxes on the land. In one year, the rice harvested is not much less than the original land. It is considered a big input.
Well now, a boy has appeared in the village. I heard that he is the head of the case. He has had a Shaotail Banquet at the county magistrate's house. The most important thing is that he is only thirteen years old this year. If he is admitted to be a scholar in the future, he will definitely be in the county government office.
As for the position in the village, from today onwards the old patriarch can straighten up and go to the village chief to re-divide the hunting ground Chaishan, and the farmland on the dry plateau also needs a share of the Dousha Village. Don’t give it? You try, wait for the little ones in my village
If Tong Sheng becomes the head of the village, your village will never get any dry land and dare to divide Chaishan, your hunting ground, into the deep mountains.
After eating and drinking, everyone went back to their homes. Bacon returned home early, let in the housekeeper snake, cleaned Yun San, made bamboo soup for the quilt to keep warm, and also boiled a large pot of hot water.
Prepare foot-washing water for the young master.
Yun Er looked at the overly attentive bacon and said, "That's not right. You always took care of me first before. Why are you always helping Yun Da today? He is an adult and does not need to take care of him."
Bacon, who was forcibly washing Yun Da's feet, looked at Yun Er helplessly. After drying his hands, Yun Er took off his clothes and stuffed Yun Er into the quilt, and then came over to wash Yun Da's feet.
"Okay, Bacon, why do we do all those silly things as a family? Let's live our lives as usual. I wash my feet myself. Just take care of it, Yun Er." Yun Da wiped his feet.
Said casually to the bacon.
Bacon felt aggrieved and did not dare to argue with Yun Da, so he had to carry Yun Er's clothes to his sleeping place.
"Yun Er can't always take off his clothes to sleep. There is a piece of my old clothes in the box. You cut it up and make a pair of underwear for Yun Er. It is made of pure cotton and is very suitable for children to use as pajamas."
Yun Zheng said one last word to Ba Po, then got into the warm quilt and fell asleep soon. Such a complicated day really exhausted him.
The lights in Yun's house were extinguished. Yun Da and Yun Er were both sleeping soundly. The moon shone through the skylight of Bamboo House and shone on Bancou's pale little face. It did not make her face pale, but instead illuminated her face.
She was so red that she couldn't sleep. She was always thinking about what the women in the village said and whether she should get into the eldest young master's quilt.