Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Man Bao glanced out of the window and saw that Bai Erlang was still sitting outside eating small fish, so he immediately took the letter and sat down at the desk to start writing.

Bai Shanbao's letter came back with Liu's letter, and they didn't ask a passing merchant to help bring the letter, because such a letter is easy to lose and it's too late.

The road in this era is too difficult to walk, and there are too many uncontrollable factors. If a merchant gets sick on the way, or decides to go to another place in the middle, their letter will definitely follow that merchant to wander.

As short as three or four months, or as long as two or three years, a letter may be delivered to its owner.

It is naturally impossible for the Bai family to take such a route. They sent their servants to send letters back and forth.

Unlike asking a merchant to bring a letter, it only costs a few tens of pennies. To let your servant bring a letter, you have to prepare a horse for him, prepare the horse materials along the way, and his accommodation and food expenses.

It is only a single trip from Longzhou to Qili Village, and fifty taels of silver will not be short.

Fifty taels, before leaving the old Zhou family, except for family expenses, it may not be possible to save five taels of silver in two years.

And even for the Bai family, if there is no urgent matter, the Liu family will not use this method to contact Master Bai, and it is even more impossible to communicate only for the two children.

As for what happened in the adult world, Man Bao and Bai Shanbao didn't pay attention. They were still young, and if they knew more about adults, they wouldn't grow taller.

This is what Mr.

For Mr. Zhuang's words, not only Manbao trusted him, but Bai Shanbao also trusted him.

So they only talk about things between children.

In the letter, Man Bao complained about the lack of fried small fish, and said: "When you come back, we will catch the small fish again, otherwise you will not have fried small fish this year."

Fried small fish is not particularly delicious on the table, but if it is placed on the tea table as a snack for children, it is a good snack.

Not to mention Bai Erlang, even Bai Dalang who goes home for the holidays likes it.

In the evening when Bai Erlang was going to go back, Xiao Qian took a large dried lotus leaf and set aside half of the small fish from the basin for Bai Erlang to take back to eat.

Bai Erlang was so happy that he put the thick letter written by Man Bao into his arms and walked away with the lotus leaf in his arms.

Big head sent him out, fearing that he would regret it, he repeatedly warned: "We will wait for you by the river tomorrow morning, you must come, remember to bring a wooden barrel."

Bai Erlang nodded fiercely.

The small fish that were sent home were first sent to the kitchen to be oiled, fried, and fried again. The small fish is more fragrant and delicious.

After dinner, Bai Dalang couldn't help pinching one after another. When Master Bai saw it, he no longer stopped his younger son to go fishing, and said to Bai Dalang: "Tomorrow, you and your brother will go and see, it's rare for you to go home. , it is also good to play more with the teenagers in the village."

Mrs. Bai muttered, "What's the fun with them? If you don't know a big character, you might as well stay at home and talk to us."

She hadn't seen her eldest son all year, so how could she still send the child out?

Master Bai glanced at her and said, "Whoever said that people can't read big characters, the Zhou family can read characters all the way up and down. I heard that even the youngest child can recognize numbers."

Mrs. White:  …

Bai Dalang became interested, "Isn't that the home of farming?"

Master Bai nodded, "His family style is good, it's okay for you and Erlang to play more with others."

So Bai Dalang went with Bai Erlang the next day.

On Thursday, Lang was waiting there with a fishing net and a group of younger brothers.

Zhou Dalang and the others are not interested in the small fish, and the people in the village have been catching fish for the past few days, and they feel that they can't catch the big fish.

So generously ignored them.

Thurs Lang has been married, and his daughter-in-law has a child. In everyone's eyes, he is an adult.

Everyone was relieved to be led down the river by him.

Thursul Lang simply rejected Sanya and Sitou, who were too young to work, and took the rest to the river.

Man Bao couldn't work either, but he couldn't refuse her.

After meeting with the two young masters of the Bai family, Shirou led them out of the village and went downstream.

"The upstream has always been fishing for the last few days, and there are people in our village who have gone up to it. There are no big fish there."

Bai Erlang immediately said, "We don't want big fish, we want small fish."

Thursday Lang said: "Okay, when the time comes, the small fish will be taken back for you to fry, and the big fish will be kept at our house. Don't worry, there are more big fish and small fish downstream."

Bai Dalang was very puzzled, "Why?"

"Because no one goes there to fish," said Thursday, "This fish likes to live in the same place just like people. It wasn't like when the levee burst last year, the water was so fast that all the fish were swept downstream. It was caught upstream. Downstream is gone."

He said: "The current is gentle now. Of course, those fish are living in their own homes. The upstream fishing is hard, that is, there are fewer fish coming down from the upstream. There should be as many fish as there are downstream."

Man Bao and the others all widened their eyes, thinking that what he said was very reasonable.

Thursday Lang smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have a lot of experience with this, we used to be able to catch fish when we set a fish basket here, let alone a fishing net.

Thursul Lang walked with them for half an hour, and finally reached the place.

This is a wild field, with paddy fields that have been harvested on both sides, and there is no water in the fields.

The width of the river is a bit narrow, and the riverbed is very small. There are dense aquatic plants on both sides of the river bank, and the water near the river bank is also densely populated by aquatic plants. At first glance, it is a place where few people come.

Thursday Lang took a long stick and motioned them to look.

He stretched the stick into the river and picked it up when it hit the bottom. Then he showed everyone the mark on the stick and asked, "Do you know why no one came here to fish?"

Wu Wulang and Bai Erlang were at a loss, but Bai Dalang's expression changed, and Man Bao exclaimed directly: "What a deep water, much deeper than me."

Chuu Lang laughed and stood up with the stick. He stood with the stick and gestured at the water mark: "Not only is it deeper than you, it is deeper than me, so if anyone falls, unless he can swim, he will not be able to swim. ... hum."

The ignorant and fearless teenagers and children were motionless, but excitement flashed in their eyes.

Bai Dalang frowned.

Thursday Lang continued: "Even if you know water, you have to be careful. There are a lot of aquatic plants underneath, and if you are not careful, your feet will be entangled, so without my order, none of you are allowed to walk around, you know?"

Bai Dalang was relieved when he saw that he explained clearly.

Thursday Lang went to warn Man Bao, who was probing his brain, "You are not allowed to approach the river, you know, or you will be dragged into the river by the water ghost, and you will have nothing to eat, and you will not be able to see your parents and sister-in-law."

Man Bao shook his body and nodded.