The poor man grows watermelon

The male herdsman's name is "Gula", which is said to represent "steady rock" in his native language, and he himself is indeed as solid and reliable as a rock.

Gula works hard and takes care of the flock with due diligence. After a period of contact, he has completely won the trust of Su Ye.

While the sheep are adapting to the environment, the family of six is ​​also adapting to life in the village.

During this time, something happened that made them decide to dedicate their loyalty to Su Ye.

At that time, the sheepfold had not been covered, and it started to rain early in the morning.

Su Ye was worried that the sheep would get sick if they were not covered, so he asked Yu Feng to pull some straw to keep the sheep warm.

When they arrived, Gula was already there, waving his arms and throwing bales of thatch among the sheep.

Su Ye heaved a sigh of relief and at the same time wondered, "Brother Gula, where did you find so much thatch?"

Gula wiped the sweat from his brow, and said in a non-standard official language, "Sister Su gave it to me."

Yu Feng was surprised, "Auntie asked you to cover the roof, why did you throw it into the sheep?"

Gula waved his hand indifferently, "This sheep is more delicate than a human, if one is not taken care of properly, it will lose its temper!"

Yu Feng said disapprovingly: "People are much more important than sheep!"

The houses in the village were not very good in the first place, with adobe walls and thatched roofs. People lived in the better ones. Although the one assigned to Gula had been repaired in advance, the roof might leak when it rained.

Thinking of this, Yu Feng couldn't help asking: "How is home?"

Gula grinned, "Okay!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the female herdsman——Ade hurried over, "Gula, #￥%...&*!"

Gula's complexion changed, and he asked anxiously: "￥%...&*..."

Ade looked at the thatch beside the sheepfold and almost cried, "&%#￥&*?"

Gula seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally shook his head.

Yu Feng looked at Su Ye, "What are they talking about?"

Su Ye really heard it.

They speak Mongolian. Although the pronunciation and vocabulary are slightly different from modern Mongolian, they can still be vaguely distinguished.

Su Ye suddenly asked, "Gula, is your child sick?"

Gula was taken aback, and asked subconsciously: "%*&...%￥...?"

Su Ye nodded and said intentionally: "Yes, I can understand. I would rather throw thatch to the flock than build a roof. Such behavior is not worth advocating!"

Gula was stunned, and stood awkwardly, not knowing how to explain.

Ade couldn't understand Su Ye's words, he only saw him reprimanding his husband and explaining in a murmur.

She spoke so fast that Su Ye didn't understand.

"Remember, in Yujia Village, human life is more important than anything else!" Su Ye left this sentence and walked towards the village first.

Yu Feng patted Gula on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, Xiao Yezi is not angry with you, he just heard that the child was sick and was too anxious."

Gula nodded again and again, then turned to say something to his wife.

Ade also heaved a sigh of relief.

The four came to Gula's house together.

The house of Gula's family looked more dilapidated than their thatched hut, with no decent furniture. There was only a brand new wooden bed at the front door, which Su Ye asked a carpenter to make.

Sure enough, the roof leaked, and the beams were stained with water, splashing onto the ground.

There are only three children in the family, the two older ones are young men who already look like teenagers, and the one on the bed is a female doll.

The little guy was only five or six years old, his red face was buried in the colorless sheepskin quilt, his eyes were tightly closed, and he seemed very uncomfortable.

Su Ye reached out and touched the little girl's forehead, her fingertips trembled, "This child has a fever, no, I have to see a doctor immediately!"

Gula quickly said: "It's good to drink some mare's milk. Babies on the grassland are always carried when they are sick... No, there is no need to see a doctor."

Su Ye said a little forcefully: "This is not a grassland. If you are sick, you have to be treated. Brother Feng, go drive, let's go to Zhang Lao."

Yu Feng nodded, turned and left.

Su Ye was not idle either, and quickly said to Ade: "Put the doll thicker, and we will take her to see a doctor later."

He used Mongolian, although it sounded strange to Ade, but he could roughly understand what he meant.

Ade ignored Gula and followed what Su Ye said.

Su Ye turned to Gula and said, "Don't worry about money, you work here, I will pay your wages, and the money for medicine will be deducted from your wages."

Gula rubbed her hands together, and gratefully performed a prairie etiquette to Su Ye.

Yu Feng not only drove back to the carriage, but also brought Mrs. Su Hua over.

Aunt Su Hua stayed behind to teach Ade's mother and son to repair the roof, while Yu Feng drove the carriage, pulling Su Ye and Gula to take the children to see a doctor.

The little girl woke up when Gula held her in her arms, and fell asleep again in Gula's deep coaxing voice.

Su Ye sighed inwardly. It was not difficult to see that Gula didn't care less about children, but that the difficult life made them learn to make choices.

Fortunately, the child's condition is not serious, and old doctor Zhang's medical skills are good, Dang even prescribes a prescription and directs Gula to make a decoction.

After one dose of medicine, the child fell into a deeper sleep, and the fever subsided on the way back.

Gula returned home with the sleeping baby in her arms. What she saw was the thick thatch on the roof, the old but solid low table inside the house, and a bright pot-bellied stove beside the table. Sitting around the stove to boil mare's milk.

Ade took the little daughter over, his eyes were red, and he murmured: "Do it well!"

Gula nodded heavily, "Do it well!"

In this way, Su Ye gained a loyal and experienced helper with his sincerity.

-

It is said that "one autumn rain and one cold", but this year's weather is a bit abnormal, and it turned hot again in September.

Early in the morning, Gula hurried to the thatched shed and said to Su Ye, "The weather is too hot for the sheep, so they need to be sheared."

Su Ye was surprised, "Shear this season?"

Gulabi gesticulated and explained, "Saibei is cold, you don't need to cut it at this time, it's hot here, it won't be good to eat if you don't cut it."

Su Ye was still a little puzzled, "It's been cut now, what should I do in winter?"

Gula smiled and said affirmatively: "I can keep some more, and it will grow when it snows heavily."

Su Ye thought about it, and according to last year's weather, when the snow fell the heaviest, it would not be as severe as that in northern Saibei, so he dispelled his doubts and nodded.

"What do I need to do?"

Gula waved his hands and said with a smile, "Archie and Al are grown up and can help."

Su Ye smiled, "That's hard work, if there is anything I can do, just say it."

Gula bowed respectfully, then excitedly went to prepare.

-

The news that Gula was going to shear the sheep was heard by the villagers, and it spread throughout the villages in just one meal.

Everyone thinks it's very fresh-it's going to shear the sheep, won't it be bald after shearing?

During the slack season, the villagers are relatively free, and there is not much to do except go up the mountain to collect firewood and sew winter clothes.

As a result, groups of men, women and children ran to the farm in Yujia Village to watch the "bald sheep".

There are even some aunts and aunts who come over with bamboo baskets and small grass mounds on their backs, watching while doing work.

Su Ye also joined in the fun - he had never seen how wool was sheared.

Gula and his son have rich experience and are very skilled in technique.

They take long ropes from the baskets and tie the sheep quickly and firmly, saving time and making the sheep uncomfortable.

While working, Gula said to Su Ye: "This rope is made of jujube bark on the grassland. It is strong and will not strangle the sheep. If the sheep has sores, you can mash it and smear it. "

Su Ye nodded again and again, thanking Jardin for the arrangement again - without Gula, even if he traveled again, he would not have such a rich experience.

When she actually started shearing the sheep, Su Ye was taken aback, "Didn't you mean shearing the sheep, you are...cutting with a knife?"

Gula's skin is a standard bronze color, and when he smiled, he showed his big white teeth, "Don't worry, my master, my workmanship is good, I promise I won't cut a little bit of skin!"

Su Ye blinked, and suddenly realized a question—is there no scissors in this era?

There happened to be a few aunts holding shoe soles next to them. Su Ye subconsciously looked over and found that there were really no scissors in their bamboo baskets.

He tried his best to recall what Su Ya'er used to cut the fabric... Well, I have no memory at all.

He quietly pulled Su Ya'er aside, and asked in a low voice, "Ya'er, what do you use when you cut cloth?"

Su Ya'er blinked and looked at him strangely, "I have a scimitar, which was given to me by Xiaoye before, you forgot?"

Su Ye choked, not because he forgot, but because "he" didn't give it to him at all.

"Do you want to use the leaflet? I'll get it for you when I get home." Su Ya'er said thoughtfully.

Su Ye shook her head, "No need, I'm just asking casually."

As he spoke, he stretched out two fingers and compared them with scissors, "Have you ever seen this kind of knife?"

Su Ya'er thought for a while, then said hesitantly, "What Xiaoye said...could it be the Dragon Saber?"

As soon as the word "Dragon Sword" appeared, Su Ye immediately had a corresponding image in his mind - a light blue color, a long blade, a sharp edge, and a heavy hand.

He knew that this was Su Yelan's memory.

Only then did Su Ye know that the dragon knives of this era are different from the scissors of later generations. Most of them are made of bronze and shaped more like tweezers. When cutting things, the two blades need to be pressed down hard.

In short, not as convenient as scissors.

-

When Su Ye got home, he drew the scissors on the mulch paper and asked Yu Feng to give it to the blacksmith to make.

This kind of thing is usually handed over to Su Qingzhu. However, since Mu Feng built a house in the village, this guy has been absent every day.

Su Ye sighed, really didn't know whether to take care of it or not.

Yu Feng saw what he was thinking, and persuaded him with a smile: "Don't worry, bamboo is good, and you can't suffer easily. Besides, the county magistrate is also a gentleman, so he won't do anything to him."

Su Ye snorted and said coldly, "Really? I'm the only one who co-authored it, or are you not an 'honest gentleman'?"

Yu Feng choked, touched his nose embarrassingly, and went out in desperation.

-

The structure of the scissors was not difficult, and Su Ye was a regular customer, so the blacksmith temporarily put aside other less important tasks, and he typed them out in a day.

Su Ye tried it, and he was pretty good at it. He couldn't help but admire: "If you say that the master is among the people, I think the blacksmith in Nanshi Village is really good at craftsmanship!"

Su Qingzhu took a sip of the egg soup, and said with a clouded voice: "Even if you couldn't do it before, you have trained it now - all kinds of weird farm tools have been made, and I am almost ready to be a teacher just by watching from the side. "

Su Ya'er said with a smile: "I think the farm tools drawn by Xiaoying are very good. Everyone said that it is quick and labor-saving to do the work."

Su Qingzhu replied carelessly: "Of course it's good, otherwise Brother Feng can't let other villages follow suit."

It was fine if he didn't mention Mu Feng, but when he mentioned Mu Feng, Su Ye became angry again, "Where have you been for the past two days? You can't see anyone in the early morning."

Su Qingzhu rolled her eyes, snorting and drinking the soup.

Su Ye didn't allow him to fool around any more, tapped his hand with chopsticks, and said seriously: "You have to think about your future plans, if you spot him, I won't stop him, if you simply Just play around and get back your heart sooner or later."

Su Qingzhu pouted, "Oh."

Su Ye was furious, "What does 'oh' mean?"

"Hiss—" Su Qingzhu withdrew her hand and looked at him pitifully, "Brother, it hurts!"

"Since you call me 'brother', I also treat you as my own younger brother. Leaving aside Mu Feng's family background, let's just talk about him, does he have any plans for the future, and does he treat you wholeheartedly?"

Su Qing's eyes flickered, and she was rarely ashamed, "Brother Feng said...wants to marry me."

"What about you? Do you want to live with him for the rest of your life? Are you ready to integrate into that family? Or, do you live in Yujia Village after you get married?"

Su Ye didn't mention the more worrying question - according to the emperor's attitude towards Mu Taiwei, the Mu family will collapse sooner or later, and if the whole family will be killed by then... Su Ye dare not even think about it.

Su Qingzhu pursed her lips and muttered, "I didn't think so much..."

"You—" Su Ye waved his hand again.

Yu Feng hurriedly stopped him, "Xiao Yezi, please speak up if you have something to say."

Su Ye threw the chopsticks on the table with a "snap", and said firmly, "Wait until the new house is available, you and Ya'er will move in with me!"

(⊙o⊙)!

On the way back to Mrs. Su Hua's house, Su Qingzhu muttered to Su Ya'er secretly, "Do you think my brother has suddenly become more powerful recently?"

Su Ya'er said softly, "Xiao Ye is also worried about you."

"I know he is worried about me, I just feel..." Su Qingzhu tried to find a suitable word, "He has been very angry recently."

Although he didn't smile often in the past, at least he looked calm and breezy, but recently...well, he's always been punished.

"Maybe he's getting married soon, he's a little nervous!" Su Ya'er thought for a while, and said, "It's not just for you, I also saw him being cold-hearted towards Brother Feng during the day."

Su Qingzhu was stunned, "Hehe, then I don't feel wronged."

"You were not wronged!"

"A little bit~"