Across the Far Mountain Tea Farmers

When the rice tank is empty, the days are entering the spring.

The snow started to melt from the rain, and the weather on the mountain became a little bit colder.

Xiong Da led a group of people down the mountain, leaving only four strong men staying at the base camp.This time their task is very heavy, it is an ordinary family, with such a large population, most of them are adult men, and there is a lot of rations alone.What's more, they are all martial arts practitioners. Even Wen Lun, who is at the level of radio gymnastics, firmly believes that he is on the road to becoming a martial arts master. Every night he dreams that he is fighting a tiger, but every time he is always beaten The bear guarding the side was thrown.

The daily consumption of martial arts practitioners is not only food, but also more wear and tear on clothes.Coupled with some daily necessities, you can make do with it in a short period of time, but it will not work in the long run.

Wen Lun made a thick list.Several strong men looked at all of them with old faces flushed.Although they had some money, Xiong Da was determined not to take it.Wen Lun didn't mention it either.It's not about being a Kaizi, and I feel that these strong men don't eat their own rice.In the few days since I've been here, I've gone up the mountain so many times that the family's prey has almost piled up into a hill.He didn't know much about prices, but he knew with his knees that the meat could be exchanged for enough for these strong men.

The village head also took Er Zhuzi along with him by car.

When the snow has just melted, it is the most difficult time to walk on the mountain road.Originally, the village head thought about going down the mountain for a while, but Erzhuzi really didn't worry about it. He didn't have the weakness of living under the eaves of other people at all. up.The village head couldn't afford to keep such an ancestor, so he followed the Xiong family down the mountain.

After all, Erzhuzi was still a child with little knowledge, surrounded by a group of strong men with fierce faces, he shrank into a quail-like shape.The village head's original preparations were all in vain, so he was relieved.

Er Zhuzi was locked in the corner of the donkey cart, secretly tugging at his pocket.A pair of small black hands clenched until the knuckles turned white, inside was the money he got for the first time in his life.

Arriving in the county seat, the military style was instantly reflected.The few strong men didn't say a word, just took their own lists, and went to buy items in the direction that Ting Ting had planned.

The village head took the two pillars to the Yuyingtang. Xiong Da and Wen Lun stopped by for a while, and then they took another part.Erzhuzi didn't lower his head at this time, and looked at the bustling county town without turning his eyes.Such a beautiful house, in such a cold day, you can still see the flower branches protruding from the wall.The weather was cold and there were not many pedestrians on the road, but most of them still had the joy of the New Year, all wrapped up tightly and wearing colorful clothes.All of these are so different from that small mountain village.

Er Zhuzi clenched his pocket even tighter.His eyes fell on his dirty hands and the clothes that had been sewn with several patches under his hands, and his ears turned red with embarrassment.

The Yuyingtang, which people in the village said was terrible, became no longer scary in Er Zhuzi's heart.He will be a city resident in the future, and he can live in such a beautiful house and wear such beautiful clothes.

Not long after the donkey cart had left, the village chief got out of the cart grabbing the two pillars.The place where the Yuyingtang is located is the poorest part of the county.

Xiong Da turned his head and touched Wen Lun's hand, it was really cold.Now this donkey cart is just a flatbed cart, which is used to carry more goods than people.Others don't care, but my daughter-in-law was raised pampered in a deep house, how can she suffer like this?

Wen Lun looked at Xiong Da's frown and frowned again, curling his lips indifferently.As the understanding deepens, the more you can feel that a word will melt in your mouth.His parents didn't treat him as much as Xiong Da... Cough, love him.

Xiong Da jumped off the donkey cart, bent down and picked Wen Lun up from the cart, and without letting go, he walked into the teahouse next to him in the posture of a princess hugging him.The business of the teahouse is sparse.As soon as the waiter saw a customer, he immediately took the little donkey and led it to the barn.

The shopkeeper's eyes were shining brightly, and a pair of mouse whiskers almost flew up to his nose: "Two guests come in, don't worry about the donkey. Is there a private seat upstairs? What do you want to drink?"

Xiong Da grabbed a few copper coins and threw them to the shopkeeper: "The feed is better, add a handful of beans. Let's sit upstairs."

The shopkeeper grabbed the money, his eyes were narrowed into two slits, and he personally played the role of the waiter in the shop, pouring out baskets of good words, and praised Wen Lun from his hair to the soles of his feet.

Old Wen Lun blushed, and patted Xiong Da on the shoulder twice, signaling to get down and go by himself.

Xiong Da frowned, and carefully put him down: "Be careful, are your feet numb?"

Wen Lun supported Xiong Da's shoulder without moving: "A little bit."

Xiong Da supported Wen Lun and walked slowly step by step.

The shopkeeper looked at the couple enviously.Wen Lun, the well-known young master of the county magistrate's mansion in the county, because he lives in seclusion on weekdays, the shopkeeper doesn't know him well, but he can't hide his bookish air.The shopkeeper's eyes are vicious, and he doesn't understand that the young master of a good family is married to a reckless man.But judging by the appearance of the two of them, it feels like they are really married.

The teahouse is not big, and the stairs are not big.Xiong Da looked at it, and told the shopkeeper: "Let's sit downstairs, please order two charcoal basins." Then he walked to a corner.

The shopkeeper nodded naturally.

The corner seats are not very good, of course, but they are not bad in this weather.When the charcoal basin is touched, the temperature immediately rises.

Xiong Da rubbed his palms to warm them up, and covered Wen Lun's ears, nose and face.

Wen Lun pulled down his bear paw and stared at him: "Don't make trouble."

Xiong Da was so stared at that his heart trembled, he wished he could immediately hug his wife hard... Kiss, I can only kiss.Xiong Da secretly planned that he would have to visit the old doctor Hua in a while, and get some medicine for his daughter-in-law to recuperate.It doesn't matter if the daughter-in-law doesn't like to drink medicine, he will have plenty of ways to make him drink it.

The tea ordered came quickly.There are all kinds of things inside, and there are as many things as eight-treasure porridge.

Wen Lun took a sip, and immediately his taste buds were greatly shocked, as if he had been hit hard with a hammer on the forehead.It's too sweet to think of this as the Eight Treasures Tea itself.The master chef of the canteen is here!

Seeing Wen Lun push the tea bowl away, Xiong Da knew that he didn't like to drink it.Wen Lun is usually not picky about food, and Li Er's tea art is also simple.Xiong Da thought it was Wen Lun who had been suffering on the mountain, but now it seems that he really likes drinking those simple teas.A daughter-in-law is too easy to support, and a husband-in-law has no place to show off.

The waiter in the shop brought up the fruit plate, and Xiong Da ordered: "Bake a pot of ginger tea."

The shop waiter left immediately.

Wen Lun's gaze fell outside the door.

Opposite the teahouse is a restaurant, which is also deserted.The eaves of the restaurant are very wide and very grand.In the corner under the eaves, there is a table supported, and two "small corners" stand on the table, moving.

The waiter from the shop brought over the boiled ginger tea, followed Wen Lun's gaze, and sighed: "That's Mr. Yao Da's grandson, young..." Suddenly realizing that these two are not the ones to gossip about, the waiter from the shop Immediately he smiled all over his face, and slapped himself, "Oh, why am I saying this? What do you two want to say, just call me the younger one."

"Wait. You said this is Mr. Yao Da's grandson? What's wrong with Mr. Yao Da?" Although Longzhou County is small, there are two masters. One is Hua Mao, who is known as a miracle doctor; Everyone in the peach and plum world, Yao Jin, known as Mr. Yao Da.Yuanshen studied under Yao Jin.Although Wen Lun had never enjoyed that teacher's kindness, from the original memory, Mr. Yao Da was unquestionably good to his students.Mr. Yao Da is not pedantic, and he can teach students in accordance with their aptitude according to the different characteristics of each student.

Wen Lun is a good scumbag at school. He has met good teachers since he was a child, and he has also been a tutor himself, so he understands that it is not easy to be a teacher.Needless to say, Mr. Yao Da is a man, how could he let his grandson set up a stall outside in the cold weather?

As a waiter in a teahouse, I naturally know a lot of gossip.The death of Mr. Yao Da shook even the prefecture, let alone the county where the incident happened.

The Yao family is unhappy.Mr. Yao Da's wife left within a few years after giving birth to his only son.Mr. Yao Da was both a father and a mother to bring up his only son. After he got married and started a business, another white-haired man sent a black-haired man away, leaving his grandson Yao Qing to live with Mr. Yao Da in Longzhou County.Now Mr. Yao Da is gone.Longzhou County is remote, and it is winter with no information, so many students still come to attend the funeral.

"Many gentlemen and adults want to adopt Mr. Yao Da's grandson, but the children themselves don't want to, so they are writing letters for others here now." After the waiter finished speaking, his eyes were a little red.

Wen Lun frowned even tighter than a bear, and poured out two bowls of ginger tea with his hand, put together several plates of soft refreshments and dried fruits, and pushed them together with the ginger tea pot to the waiter: "Go to Yao Qing, just say that the guests didn’t eat it, and throw it away.”

When the shop waiter heard Yao Qing's name, he immediately became excited.The corner of his mouth parted into a smile: "I understand, sir, don't worry." This guest officer obviously knew Mr. Yao Da's grandson.

Wen Lun watched the waiter bring tea and snacks, pretending to hide it from the shopkeeper, and ran to the table with perfect acting skills.

The little horn shook, as if he didn't accept it.

The shop waiter pretended to be afraid of being discovered by the shopkeeper, poured hot ginger tea into the big bowl on the table, and then poured the pastries on the table.

Xiaojiao was stunned, and after a while, a child who was not as high as the table came out, and saluted in the direction of the waiter in a respectful manner. Looking at the ginger tea in the bowl that was rapidly losing heat, he rubbed his stomach with his hands, Finally picked it up and took two sips.

Few children would like the taste of ginger tea, but the sweet taste of brown sugar overwhelms the spicy ginger.The child drank in small sips.

Wen Lun looked a little sore, and suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiong Da fiercely: "Take him up the mountain!" He has raised so many of Xiong Da's comrades, so what if he raises a child?

Xiong Da patted his wife on the back: "Mr. Yao Da is your husband?"

Wen Lun nodded, still staring at Xiong Da.Do you dare to disagree?

Xiong Da scratched his head: "Your husband's grandson...Yao Qing, right? He looks like he wants to be self-reliant." Xiong Da has never had a good impression of scholars, and it was only after he got to know his wife that he slowly changed his mind.It is undoubtedly worthy of respect to be able to teach one's own daughter-in-law to be such a gentleman.Xiong Da has no objection to having an extra child at home.Compared with the two pillars, this child is like a heavenly mountain and an underground one.

Wen Lun directly grabbed Xiong Da's skirt: "Don't worry about it. You just need to nod."

Of course Xiong Da could only nod.

Wen Lun smiled immediately, and patted Xiong Da on the shoulder: "Let's go, let's go back to the mansion for one night, and then go back tomorrow."