Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Qili Village became lively the next day. Many people in the village went to Lao Zhou's house to help cook, which was basically a woman's job.

The men gathered together. The old man of the Zhou family opened the ancestral hall. A group of elderly people took Zhou Lixue and a few who had read books to look up the genealogy in the ancestral hall, and offered the ancestors freshly stewed chicken and duck. The sheep queen re-pointed Zhou Yin and his wife to the family tree, and recorded Zhou Yin's life on the family tree.

Qili Village is remote and has lived here for generations. Except for the refugee army who rushed in during the chaos of Jin Dynasty, only natural disasters can bring disaster to their village.

But such disasters are rare, because Qili Village is in the mountains, there is no food, there are wild vegetables and grass, and there are tree barks, and there will always be roots left.

In a family, as long as a few people in a village survive, it can become a village again after a few years, but it has changed from a hundred households to dozens of households, and from dozens of households to a few households.

The drought in the 11th year of Dade was a disaster for the villagers of Qili Village.

At that time, many people in the village had already packed their bags and prepared to go out to escape the disaster. They had privately negotiated to go north, all the way to the capital, even if they were begging along the road, as long as they could survive until the end of the drought. .

However, people leave their hometowns, and I hope so. In the end, no one knows how many people will survive on the road. The first group of people who left the village only came back three, and the rest are basically discounted. on the way.

Those who went out were still young and strong, and they didn't lose so much, let alone the village chiefs who were planning to lead their families.

Just when they were hesitating, Zhou Yin brought back a bag of food. In addition to keeping some for himself, he also gave some to some orphans and widows in the village who had been out of cooking for several days.

Then he pulled the young men from the village together, brought them to the county seat, nodded and found them a job to carry bags.

It is very tired and bitter, but I can survive, and the food I get squeezed can make the old and young in the family hold their breath.

Thanks to the job introduced by Zhou Yin, Qili Village did not go out to escape the disaster in the end, and most of the people survived.

The owner of that firm liked Zhou Yin very much, leaving the steward to handle the property in Luojiang County, while he and the caravan took Zhou Yin away.

Everyone in Qili Village knew that Zhou Yin was sold as a slave. According to the rules, selling as a slave should be crossed out from the genealogy, but no one in the clan wanted to cross out Zhou Yin's name at that time.

The life of the old Zhou family is still very poor, and the whole Qili Village is not very good.

When the times were bad, tightening the waistband of the pants also made it through.

Therefore, in their spare time, everyone would sit under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village to discuss, saying that with Zhou Yin's intelligence and ability, and the importance of the business owner, maybe he is eating and drinking spicy food at this time, and it won't be long before Will send the letter back.

But the old Zhou family and the villagers of Qili Village waited for another year and another year, but there was still no news from Zhou Yin.

The old Zhou family even asked people to deal with passing merchants, but the news that came back was not very good. It was said that the owner of the business encountered refugees and bandits on the way, the caravan was robbed, and everyone was killed...

It is also said that there is no such business name at all, people must have been tricked into mining in the deep mountains, and when you enter the mine, you don't have to think about finding people, there will be no bones and scum...

So year after year, the people of Qili Village stopped mentioning Zhou Yin, and even the old Zhou family stopped mentioning it. They thought that it was not bad if there was no news. In reply to the letter, after all, it is a servant, involuntarily...

Until the third year of Dazhen, Zhou Yin suddenly drove a mule cart with his wife and daughter back to Qili Village happily, and the whole village became lively.

For example, although Mrs. Zhang has great opinions on Mrs. Qian and has been fighting tit for tat for half his life, he has no opinion on Zhou Yin, so he also joins in the fun.

Not to mention other families who have a good relationship with the old Zhou family.

Zhou Hu and others who played with Zhou Yin back then also got married and started a business. They thought about Zhou Yin's return, why would they have to set up a dozen tables, and everyone was lively.

Zhou Yin didn't object, he patted his chest and said that he would hold a banquet when he returned to the county to pick up the things brought by the entrusting business.

As a result, the couple never came back.

To say that Zhou Yin was a bandit, the villagers who killed Qili Village would not believe it. How could Zhou Yin be a bandit?

Bandits killed him almost!

For this reason, officials came to inquire with Zhou Yin's blurred portrait back then. At that time, the men were all questioned one by one at the entrance of the village, and the women covered the bodies of the couple with straw mats, and then dragged them to the grass together in the rain. Hidden in the pile, in order not to let a trace of blood flow out, they supported the tarpaulin all the way to block the rain...

Afterwards, a few more buckets of water were poured onto the ground, and when the officials came to search, they simply fell to the ground and dealt with them away.

After that, no one dared to make a sound. After nightfall, the young man in the village dug a big pit in the cemetery of the old Zhou family. He didn't even have a coffin, so he could only cover the two bodies with a quilt, and then covered it with a straw mat and buried it. now...

Later, the official came twice again, and the head of the riviera watched with trepidation. Finally, the old people of the Zhou family quietly opened the ancestral hall and drew a line on Zhou Yin's name, pretending that he sold himself as a slave and never again. After returning, it has also been crossed out by the family tree.

Things calmed down slowly, no one came to ask Zhou Yin again, the matter seemed to have passed, and the villagers seemed to have forgotten, but after all these years, everyone was not without doubts.

What did Zhou Yin do outside, how did he die, and how did he provoke these officials.

Not only the villagers do not know, even the old Zhou family does not know.

It wasn't until the outside that the king of Yizhou rebelled, there was a fight outside, deserters were everywhere, and then the letter from Man Bao and the others went back to Qili Village. Only then did they know what happened twelve years ago.

Only then did they know that the little girl they saw from childhood had grown up and could sue the imperial court for her biological father.

When the old people read these things out and let the younger generations write them down, they felt a little emotional. This time flies really fast.

Then the village chief looked at the pen left by his grandson, and thought about asking the old Zhoutou, "Uncle Jin, do you want Manbao to be recorded in the name of Uncle Xiaoyin? She is the only daughter, and she is patient enough to be included in the genealogy."

Old Zhou Tou thought for a moment and said, "Remember it."

The village chief asked, "Is that remembering our Zhou family or the Xia family?"

"What do you remember about the Xia clan? Of course, it is the Zhou clan. Zhou Man, the name I gave, the second child agreed and followed Dalang and the others."

"But isn't Uncle Silver talking about Xia Man? After all, he is married..."

Old Zhoutou was unhappy, and immediately grabbed the pen and said, "Who, who said it, Zhou Man! It's been more than ten years, and she has been calling her this name. If you want to change her surname, then don't remember it."

The village chief nodded graciously, and the old man on the side was unhappy, and said vaguely with his missing teeth: "Keep your word, keep your word..."

Old Zhou Tou pretended not to hear.

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