I am old in the Han Dynasty

The faces of Xie Dalang and his wife suddenly changed, they opened their mouths, but they didn't dare to say a word.

When Xie Langli reached the end, seeing the four people going away with their heads drooping, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, snorted softly, and said to Xiao Qi, "Wait for me here. Otherwise, I won't come back to hug you when I'm tired from walking."

Although the large mu of land at this time is only 70 mu of later generations, the land of Xie Lang's family is only ten feet wide and more than [-] feet long, so that the child feels a little tired after walking around.

As soon as Xie Lang's words came out, Xiao Qi was reluctant, and waited obediently on the ground.

Fortunately, Xie Lang's family's land is well watered and the plow is easy to use, so he can come back in a while and talk to the children.The child didn't feel lonely and bored, so he just sat on the ground and waited obediently for him to plow the field and go home together.

A few days ago, people came to deliver bricks from time to time, Xie Lang didn't dare to feed the cows with wheat straw.Now that all the bricks and tiles are working, Xie Lang lulled Xiao Qi into the kitchen when he got home, and planned to feed the cows.

When I came out and saw a pile of chicken droppings on the stone trough, I frowned and turned around to look. There was a chicken here and a duck there, and the yard was full of shit, like a map.

I used a broom to sweep away the chicken droppings and fed the cattle. I went out and dragged a handful of bean stalks to the sheep's mouth. The chickens flew over and pecked at them, which scared the two sheep back frequently.

Xie Lang immediately thought that this group of troublesome things had been hungry for a long time.Had to go to the main room to scoop up some sorghum, sprinkle it on the ground, chickens and ducks rushed over, and the dust was flying, Xie Lang couldn't help squinting his eyes, "Xiaoqi, do you want to eat chicken?"

Xiao Qi nodded subconsciously, "I want to eat."

"Then let's go kill the chicken." Xie Lang walked out with a large kitchen knife.

Xiaoqi suddenly got up and chased after him, "No way!"

"Why?" Xie Lang stopped.

Xiao Qi bumped into Xie Lang's leg, regardless of the pain on his forehead, "Lay the egg."

This statement makes sense.

Xie Lang was about to turn around, and saw seven or eight hens, the two of them couldn't finish eating the eggs laid by so many hens, and had to kill them another day.Simply pointing at random, "But that chicken is disobedient and always competes with other chickens for food. The other chickens have nothing to eat. What should I do if my stomach hurts and I can't lay eggs?"

The child looked and looked, but he didn't see which chicken was competing with other chickens for food.

Could it be because he was young and couldn't see it?

It must be like this.

Xiao Qi raised her head and said, "I don't know."

"It's better to kill it." Xie Lang said solemnly, "I'm tired from working for a long time today, so I need to eat some good tonic. Killing a chicken can heal the body and get rid of the disaster. It's like killing two birds with one stone." Hold out two fingers, "Is it worth it?"

The child gestured with one finger on his left hand and two fingers on his right hand, and nodded repeatedly, "It's a good deal. The third master is amazing!"

"Of course." Xie Lang suppressed a smile and went to catch the chicken.

When the chicken saw the knife in his hand, it flapped its wings and ran away.

Xie Lang frowned, raised his big knife and smashed it.

boom!

The chicken fell to the ground.

Xiaoqi hurriedly shouted: "Wrong, wrong, wrong killing."

Xie Lang's heart shuddered, he was broken, and forgot what he said to fool the child just now, "Is there? No."

"Wrong." The child stretched out his short index finger, "It's that one." He pointed at the chicken that ran to the door of the main room.

Xie Lang: "That one is very honest. You must have misread it, it is this one." Picking up the hen that was stunned by the knife, "If it was honest, it wouldn't have run away just now. If it didn't run away, I would beat it ?"

Xiao Qi shook his head, his third master would not.

But he clearly saw that this chicken was the most honest. When his third master passed by, this chicken didn't even flap its wings.

"Is it this chicken?" The child was suspicious.

Xie Lang said seriously: "Yes, it's this one." He carried it to the kitchen, added some water to the clay pot, and lit the firewood, "You watch the firewood not fall, I'll kill the chicken and bleed it."

"Okay." Standing at the door of the earthen stove, Xiao Qi couldn't help scratching his head, did he kill the third master right?His third master can't be wrong, he must be wrong.

"Sanlang, are you at home?"

Xiao Qi looked out suddenly, realized that someone was coming, and ran out quickly, "Third Master, Third Master, give me the chicken."

"What do you want the chicken for?" Xie Lang was about to throw the chicken into the basin.

Xiaoqi reached out and grabbed it, "Give it to me."

Xie Lang handed it to him and picked up the bowl on the ground.

"This, this, too, put it in the house." Xiao Qi said hastily.

Xie Lang nodded, "I just want to put it in the house." Then he called to the door, "At home, come in." Put the chicken blood on the stove and go out, "Lizheng, what do you want me for?"

"I heard that your plow is very useful, can you borrow it for me?" Li was walking to the courtyard, and saw smoke coming from the kitchen, "Have you cooked?" He asked casually, "What do you eat?"

Xiao Qi ran out and said loudly, "Cake."

"Why cakes again?" Lizheng frowned, "Sanlang, where's your pork? You sold it."

Xie Lang glared at Xiao Qi, and followed Xiao Qi's nonsense, "How can it be. Make the cakes first, and then the meat. One of my clay pots is cracked and can't be used, so I can't cook two stoves at the same time."

"That's it." Li Zheng was a little embarrassed, "I misunderstood you. By the way, your plow will not be used tomorrow. I think your land is healed."

Xie Lang: "Not in the morning, but in the afternoon. My uncle's land hasn't been plowed yet."

Xie Jianye, who walked outside Xie Lang's house, heard this, grinned, and turned to go home.

"Yes, I forgot about Jianye." Li Zheng was even more embarrassed, "Then give me half a day and send it to you at noon?"

Xie Lang nodded, "Success! You came here by yourself?"

"I can handle it." Li was talking and looking around, "Where is it?"

Xie Lang went to the hall to take out the plow.

Li Zheng thought he had replaced a new plowshare, but when he saw that the whole plow had changed, "This is it?"

"This is the one I used this morning. I thought the previous one wasn't easy to use. I've been waiting at home for a few days, so I changed it when I had nothing to do." Xie Lang looked at him, "If you're worried——"

Li Zheng stretched out his hand to take it, "Don't worry. You've already used it, so I have nothing to worry about. It's just that your plow is so new, I'm embarrassed to use it."

"No matter how new it is, it's still an object." Seeing the firewood fall, Xie Lang said hastily, "I won't send it to you, the stove is about to go out."

Li Zheng waved his hand: "No need to give it away." He carried the plow out of the gate of Xie's house, and did not forget to close the door for Xie Lang.

Xiao Qi looked at the closed door, turned around, "Master!"

"I want to know why I lent the plow to Lizheng? Lizheng has a good relationship with our family, so your uncle and second uncle dare not bully us. Because Lizheng will bring his son to help us beat your uncle and second uncle." Xie Xie Lang looked at Xiao Qi, "Do you think it should be used by Li Zheng?"

There are many people in the uncle's family, and there are many people in the second uncle's family. He and the third master can't beat him.The child thought about it carefully, and nodded vigorously, "It can be used by Li Zheng, but not by her." He raised his little finger and pointed to the south.

"My uncle and aunt helped us water the field yesterday, and you forgot?" Xie Lang said, "If we don't use it this time, they won't help us in the future."

Xiao Qi pursed her lips, looked at Xie Lang, and wanted to say, I will help you.But he was a little taller than the bucket, and he couldn't even lift the bucket. "Only once." He stretched out a finger.

Xie Lang smiled helplessly, "Okay, listen to our Xiaoqi. Bring the chicken over, the water is hot, and the feathers can be removed."

Xiao Qi put the chicken in the pot and ran outside.

"Slow down. Don't play too late, come back for dinner later." Xie Lang reminded, scalded the chicken evenly with hot water, and went out with a basin, when he saw a small man struggling to drag a wooden stick towards the door put on.

Xie Lang was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he wanted to sigh, this villain.

"Is this okay?" Xie Lang walked over, bolted the door, and pressed the wooden stick against the door panel.

Xiao Qi was very satisfied, nodded her head, then raised her head and said, "I'll pluck the chicken feathers."

"Don't!" Xie Lang said hastily, "The water is too hot."

Xiaoqi: "Then I'll pull it out later."

"You are young, the water temperature is hot for you, but just right for me." Xie Lang said, "If you don't believe me, touch the chicken."

The child squatted down, touched the chicken feathers, and quickly retracted his hand.

Xie Lang saw that his small face was wrinkled into a bun with eighteen folds, and couldn't help laughing, "Go and get that broken sack."

The child pulled over the sack beside the oxstone trough.Xie Lang threw chicken feathers on the sack, and when he saw the child, he wanted to reach out again, "Go and see if our chickens and ducks have laid eggs."

"Where are you going?" The child immediately stood up when he heard the egg.

Xie Lang looked around, "Look at the corners, the kitchen and the main room."

"Okay." The child seemed to have received an important task, turned around and ran to the kitchen, searched for a while, and ran out, "No."

Xie Lang pointed casually, "Look over there."

The child quickly ran to the south corner.

"Don't worry." After Xie Lang finished speaking, he heard an exclamation, "Yes?"

The child turned around: "A lot. So many." Stretched out two hands to make a gesture.

Seeing this, Xie Lang was very curious about how much he had, "Take them one by one. Put them on the chopping board and cook them tomorrow."

"No!" said the child quickly.

Xie Lang: "We have to grow wheat and build houses. We can't sell it in the city. If you don't eat it, it will go bad. Do you know what it looks like if an egg goes bad? It smells like dung in a cesspool." Said Then, after a pause, "I forgot one thing."

With an egg wrapped in both hands, the child walked over cautiously, "What's the matter?"

"Forgot to spread the dung on the ground." Xie Lang said.

"Ah?" The child opened his mouth wide, "What should we do then?"

If Sanlang's parents were still there, they would have dug up the excrement a month ago, dried it, and scattered it on the ground before plowing.That kid San Lang didn't know, Xie Lang didn't have this nerve in his head at all, his cesspit was almost full, but there were only two carts of manure outside the cesspit, which was not enough to scatter eight mu of land.

Xie Lang thought about it, turned around and sprinkled some black soil from the map of mountains and rivers, "Save it for the second half of the year to grow wheat."

"Then the second half of the year." The child finished speaking helplessly like a young adult, and even sighed.

Seeing him like this, Xie Lang wanted to laugh again, who did this kid learn from, "Our family plows well, we don't need dung and we can produce more food than others, do you believe it?"

"I believe it." Because it was planted by his third master.

Seeing that he didn't think about it, Xie Lang wanted to laugh, "Is that why you trust me?"

The kid nodded.

Seeing how cute he is, Xie Lang wanted to touch his little head again, but when he saw the chicken feathers on his hand, he retracted, "I allow you to eat a big chicken drumstick."

"The third master also eats a big chicken drumstick." The child followed suit.

Xie Lang smiled and said, "Okay."

Farmers are not willing to eat hens, unless they have been raised for many years and do not lay eggs, or are dying of illness, they are willing to kill them, and eat as much as possible for two days.

Xie Lang cleaned up the chicken. Seeing that it was still dark, he didn't dare to throw the chicken feathers out. While the chicken was stewing, he deliberately closed the kitchen door, waiting for the heat in the kitchen to dissipate little by little before he dared to open the door.

At this time, it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

Xie Lang lit a fire again in the courtyard, threw sweet potatoes into it, filled a bowl and a half of chicken soup, and tore two chicken legs, one for each of Xiao Qi.Eating soft and rotten chicken, drinking delicious chicken soup, looking at the stars in the sky, and breathing the fresh air, Xie Lang felt that he would never get tired of such a life.

"Third Lord..."

Xie Lang lowered his head and saw him frowning, "What's wrong?"

"Serial teeth." The child said with a bitter face, pointing at the front teeth.

Xie Lang thought something was wrong, "Eat first. I'll pick it off for you after eating."

The child felt relieved and took another big bite of the chicken.

"Is it delicious?" Xie Lang asked.

The child nodded vigorously, "It's delicious."

"Is it okay to kill another one in a few days?"

The child subconsciously said: "Okay!" Realizing what he said, he hurriedly said, "Not good!"

"I heard." Xie Lang said with a smile, "Xiao Qi wants to go back on his word?"

The child said eagerly, "I can't tell. The third master heard it wrong."

"Then why did I hear the word 'good'?" Xie Lang asked intentionally, "Could it be that I'm deaf?"

The child nodded again and again, "Yes, yes. The third master is deaf."