Xiaoyao Nongjiazi

Zhong Qingran really wanted to see the ancient county town, looked at his left leg which was unable to use his strength, and said nothing with self-knowledge.

The days of recovering from injuries were very boring, so Zhong Qingran found a few pitiful books and flipped through them casually, he was lucky, they were in traditional Chinese characters, and he could even recognize them by guessing.

Apart from these, the only harvest is the Four Treasures of the Study, which are not good things, but they are enough for a child who has been enlightened for three years.He is not very used to brushes, and drawing illustrations with brushes is even more frustrating for him. He is idle, so he asked his fourth sister and fifth brother to burn a carbon stick for him, and it became the easiest way to do it with a roll of cloth. The charcoal pen has a thick tip, which is already the best one made by the two siblings.

"Third brother, what are you doing?" Zhong Qinghan expressed his confusion.

"Huahua, do you want me to draw you a picture of holding a carp?"

"Third brother, can you still draw?" Zhong Qing and Zhong Qinghan both stared in surprise.

"Isn't this boring? Doodling at will. Don't be disgusted with poor drawing."

"Third brother, my younger brother and I would not do such a shameless thing. If you want to draw something really ugly, at worst, I will help third brother hide it."

Zhong Qing's words were very loud, if there was no second half of the sentence, Zhong Qingran would be more comfortable listening to it.

Charcoal is a hard pen, and it only has one color - black. Fortunately, there is paper for binding books at home. If it is all raw Xuan, he really has nothing.Poke a hole if you don't pay attention, hehe, this picture is too beautiful, he can't bear to look at it.

Because it was done casually, Zhong Qingran didn't pay much attention to it. Following Zhong Qinghan's appearance, the painting was a little fatter, and a picture of a "boy holding a carp" appeared vividly on the paper, and it really looked like that.

Zhong Qingran put down his pen, picked up the painting, looked left and right at Zhong Qinghan, and finally showed himself amused, and couldn't stop laughing.

"Third brother, what's the matter? The painting is very good, just like me." Zhong Qinghan only looked at the side, and really wanted to see the front.

Zhong Qingran didn't say anything, and handed the drawing paper to Fifth Brother, letting him understand it by himself.

Zhong Qing climbed off the stool and walked around to Zhong Qinghan's side. The two sisters were head to head, staring intently at the painting and trying to comprehend it, but no one could see where the joke was.

"It's nothing, come on, third brother will teach you how to practice calligraphy." Zhong Qingran thought about the fat fifth brother in the painting, and compared it with the younger brother beside him who was not so skinny but had little flesh. Teach two people to write their names.

The names of the younger brothers and sisters have a lot of strokes, fortunately Zhong Qingran prepared them in advance, otherwise it would be barely enough for him to read, but he would be blinded if he were to write.Write five big characters, let the two break two branches and go to the bottom of the tree to make gestures, while he sits on the side to supervise.

In the next few days, Zhong Qingran would teach a few words when he remembered, and sometimes Zhong Xiao would also add in.Names are learned first, and then numbers are taught. These are very practical, and after learning these, you won't even be able to count money.

Just when Zhong Qingran was about to get moldy from his idle time, his foot injury finally healed.Throwing away the crutches, he almost jumped three feet high excitedly like a child.

On the same day, Zhong Qingran took his fifth brother and his fourth uncle's two cousins ​​around Hewan Village.When meeting elders along the way, they yelled along with their younger siblings. Those of the same generation who couldn’t tell their age, temporarily evaded their words and fooled them first, but there was no trouble.

As far as a village is concerned, Hewan Village is really big, with a population of several thousand at least.The long street next to the center of the village is quite bustling, and there are many people shopping.

There is an open-air teahouse at the small pier, providing tea and refreshments for the passing ships. Although there are not many docks, it is enough to support a small shop. Besides, people from the village also patronize it from time to time, and the teahouse business is still booming.

At Zhong Qingran's age, there are really few friends who can play with him. The poor are busy making ends meet, and most of the rich are forced to go to school by their families. At this age, they are still idle and wandering around all day. The whole Hewan Village is afraid. Can't find a few.Most of the time, the original owner was either having fun with his two playmates, or wandering around with his younger siblings who were happy to play with him. His footprints can be found everywhere in Hewan Village.

During Zhong Qingran's recuperation period, there were still a few companions who came to see him once. When they came to his house many times, there were only two people who talked nonsense with him. One was a year older than him, and his name was Zhong Qingshu. The old man married three wives successively, his mother was the second, and he was sent to the old house as soon as he passed away, and he has never returned to Beijing since then.

The other person, Zhong Qingzhu, is two years older than Zhong Qingran. He comes from the second bedroom. He is also loved by his parents and grandparents. Most people in the family have followed his promising uncle to enjoy the blessings. For those who don't know how to drill, Zhong Qingzhu was naturally thrown in his hometown.

The three of them also happened to be of the same generation, and they were all descendants of the same age. They were either uneducated at home, or they couldn't be restrained. It was a joy for them to play together.Several people have no ambitions, no wonder they can play together.However, Zhong Qingshu and Zhong Qingzhu are different from Zhong Qingran after all, and their family backgrounds are much better than Zhong Qingran's. If it wasn't for various reasons, they were given up by their families, and the three of them would not be able to play together.

Among the three, Zhong Qingshu had the best conditions. The eldest son's house was originally the most promising among the five houses handed down from his ancestors. Although his mother's dowry was withheld in Shangjing and was taken care of by the current wife in charge, at least his own mother secretly left it for him. A lot of cash, enough for him to squander in a rural place like Hewan Village.

Zhong Qingzhu is much inferior. His family is not in the same line as the second house and the head of the family. It was separated from the head of the house two generations ago. That is to say, the previous generation was lucky. After leaving, he won't get much benefit, at least he is much better than Zhong Qingran.

Among the three, Zhong Qingran was the youngest, and his family background was the worst, but his situation was the best among the three.

After so many years, Zhong Qingshu's money has already been coaxed to almost the same extent. Now that he is getting older and the governor, he has not much money left on hand, and there are so many eyeliners staring at him, life is not easy.

Zhong Qingzhu's family only became popular after his uncle's high school, and the family gave him one or two months of silver every month, and he lived and boarded at the third aunt's house, and there was nothing else.

Don’t underestimate one tael of silver a month, the Great Zhou Dynasty’s silver was very expensive, two eggs in Hewan Village cost three Wen, pork white meat twenty, pork belly eighteen, half fat and half thin sixteen, and lean meat ten Two Wen, ribs ten Wen, and water are less than ten Wen.Fish is even cheaper, and it can be sold for seven or eight yuan in Pingyang County, but it is generally cheaper in villages.Who told Hewan Village not to be called a fishing village, there are quite a lot of full-time and part-time fishermen, so naturally they can't sell at a high price.

One tael of silver is only for one person to spend, and life can be very carefree.The question is, is this possible?Zhong Qingshu was fine, the environment dictated it, no matter how heartless he was, after more than ten years, it was enough for him to grow a little more.Zhong Qingzhu is not the case, he is really a carpe diem, a master who doesn't care about everything, and the monthly money is basically spent on eating, drinking and having fun.

If it wasn't for the fact that the original owner of this body hadn't been raised badly, and even his two playmates were affected, he didn't go on a fork in the road. Otherwise, Hewan Village would have a few more disgusting bastards.

In fact, in Zhong Qingran's opinion, he is not too different from a bastard.They didn't do stealthy things, but they didn't do much about pulling a bunch of kids to do their best. Of course, they still had a sense of propriety, so they just bullied and bullied the kids, and nothing major happened.

Zhong Qingran will know this, because these are the daily life of the original owner, as the number of times he meets the two increases, this part of the memory becomes more and more vivid, and it is difficult for him to ignore it.

The children above the age of six in the family have jobs, and when Zhong Qingran's legs are almost healed, the fourth sister Zhong Qing no longer takes care of him and returns to the old life.Hunting pigweed, digging wild vegetables, and picking up some dead branches and leaves are all the work of these half-grown children, but Zhong Qingran has nothing to do.

The sunshine in July was a bit harsh, and Zhong Qingran was tired after walking all morning, so he took three young followers and lay in the shade of a tree not far from the small pier. Although the stones were hard, they would not be soaked in moisture. However, Zhong Qingran just made do with it.

Zhong Qingcheng, who was only three years old, crawled on top of him from time to time, and even lay down on top of him and snored a little when he was tired.Zhong Qingran was a little disgusted, this kid was really dirty.

"Xiao girl, do you have a cloth towel?"

Zhong Xiao pawed and pulled on his body, and took a while to find a faded cloth handkerchief.Zhong Qingran asked her to go to the tea shop to soak the handkerchief and wring it half dry before taking it, and wiped Zhong Qingran's face and hands clean before letting him lie on him.

Since the big fishing harvest, Mr. Zhong took his children and grandchildren out of the river several times. Unfortunately, he was not as lucky as that time. Seeing that he hadn’t made a lot of money by working part-time, everyone stopped and relied on fishing. Make more money for your home.

Just when he was falling asleep, Tong's distant shouts came from his ears.

"Grandma, I'm here." Zhong Qingran hugged Zhong Qingcheng and got up.

"Qing Ran, it's almost time for dinner, let's go home for dinner."

"Hey, grandma, I'll go back right away."

"Qing Ran, wake up Cheng Wazi, your legs are just right and you shouldn't be tired." After finishing speaking, Mrs. Tong picked up the sixth grandson, woke her up in two or three times, and put him on the ground to let him walk by himself.

Zhong Qingran had never held a child in modern times, and the first time it was still fresh, if he really asked him to take care of a child, he should be bored.Fortunately, the children of the peasant family are all solid, unlike modern children who are all family treasures, and few of them are not bears.Zhong Qingcheng was led by Zhong Xiao most of the time, Zhong Qingran just had to watch them and keep them away from his sight.