Farming Comb Paintings Return Home

Standing in the yard, Li Cong bent over and dumped the last bucket of clean water, finally cleaned the tank, wiped it dry with a cloth towel and stood it up, then turned around and collected a few mustard greens that were drying on the shelf, put them into the wooden basin, and sprinkled them with salt Knead evenly with your arms, and spread it into the tank layer by layer.

The vat is not too big, less than half the height of a person, so before the beginning of spring, most of the vats of pickled vegetables have been eaten up, and now the vegetables in the field have not had time to be fed, and there are probably two vats of pickled vegetables to eat. .

Pickling the food that is eaten every year and winter, how can it be difficult to do it when you are used to it. Li Cong held the wooden basin with one hand and rubbed the mustard greens. Press the vegetables with salt grains in, and the tank is full, and then press the stones and it will be done.

Li Cong carried a jar of pickled vegetables into the house, and put it in a corner.I clapped my hands and began to think about what to eat at noon.It's just that he thought for a while, and his thoughts were interrupted by the voices of an old man and a young man from the back room.

There was no door in the inner room, only a curtain was drawn to cover it. The conversation between Xiao Xian and Mrs. Shen could be heard clearly. Li Cong could hear Mrs. Shen nagging about his wife without paying attention. He shook his head and smiled helplessly, thinking Years ago, Matchmaker Wang brought Dongmei, an old girl from the village, and Chunhua, a widow, to come to her for a kiss, which really annoyed her. If Dongmei and Chunhua hadn’t gone to visit relatives in neighboring villages during Chinese New Year and haven’t returned yet, Aunt Shen must have been with him. He kept repeating it in his ears from years ago to years later, afraid that he would nod his head, and would regret his whole life by jumping into the fire pit of Dong Mei or Han Chunhua.He understands Aunt Shen's kindness, but that's completely overwhelmed, thinking about his current appearance... how can he worry about these romantic things?

The Li family has collapsed, and when they encountered great changes, they were already exhausted physically and mentally. I don't know what else they can do if they are saved alone.No one can say for sure what will happen to Kai Xingdao in the future, good or bad will leave this line of incense to the Li family.Even though he is in prison, he also knows that the former third younger brother is running day and night to get him off the hook, trying his best to keep him alive under the holy authority, if he wants to die again, he will ignore the wishes of his best friend.

Kaixing's implication is not inaudible.Ups and downs in the officialdom, capsizing are common things, there is no reason not to get wet, on the contrary, it is too numerous to lift a comeback.But the imperial city has been in trouble for many years, and the Xiaoqiang Rebellion is still ups and downs. For six years, no matter how strong the thought of rehabilitating the family is, it should not be left much. Therefore, the meaning of Li Cong's life is actually Is there only incense left?

On his own it seems a little hanging.Acknowledging a younger brother, but can it be regarded as spreading leaves?Li Cong was joking in his heart, and when he heard Qu Xian Lingling's weak and vigorously arguing voice, he nodded accordingly. He is indeed just a younger brother, not a daughter-in-law.Li Cong thought to himself, the old man's recognition of death is as strong as a cow, and Qu Xian's matter must be found a chance to explain clearly in the future.

The conversation in the back room continued ramblingly. Li Cong shook his head and ignored it. He went out to feed the chickens, and when he came back, he heard Mrs. Shen seem to talk about the memorial tablet. He walked quickly to the table and took out three sticks of incense. Seeing that the memorial tablet was covered with dust, he put down the incense and took a cloth towel to wipe it off.

Li Cong wiped the unnamed tablet carefully, and suddenly understood why the depression accumulated between his father's brows did not dissipate until he died.The father who accompanied the king like a tiger, and whose heart was like a mirror, might have expected this day long ago.It's just that the whole family was punished, and the corpses were exposed in the wilderness, not to mention the graves, even the names on the tablets were not allowed to be engraved, and there was no talk of incense.

Li Cong put the tablet away, picked up the incense beside the table, and planned to light it on the stove, but just as he turned around, he heard the conversation in the room being led to something he had been reluctant to mention, and it was getting worse.Li Cong paused, his expression froze, he didn't think much, he turned into the back room and opened the curtain and asked, "Xiaoxian, is it okay to eat noodles at noon?"

Xiao Xian got excited when he heard it, and was staring at Aunt Shen intently waiting for her to clarify her doubts. Unexpectedly, when Li Cong distracted her, Aunt Shen turned her head and called "A Cong is here", probably because she is old and has a bad memory. When I turned back, I forgot about that, I just stopped talking and laughed, and stopped talking.

Xiao Xian's heart skipped a beat, he didn't believe it would be such a coincidence.He raised his head and glanced at Li Cong. Li Cong was obviously asking a question, but he didn't look at him strangely, his eyelids drooping, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

Xiao Xian frowned.Li Cong didn't speak, just stood quietly towards the door, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, neither angry nor anything, but Xiao Xian inexplicably felt that he was just unhappy.

I suddenly felt guilty.In any case, Li Cong's kindness to him is true.Xiao Xian is in his 20s. He has tasted a lot of human relationships since he was a child, and he can tell who is sincere and who is not.Li Cong hid so many secrets from him, maybe there is something hard to tell, it's just his brother, and he has been separated for so many years, so he has no obligation to say anything.Since he chooses to believe, he will believe to the end, which is in line with his temper.And it's not right for me to talk about people's right and wrong behind my back and to talk to a third person.If ignoring him is the happiest thing to see, then why should he break the veil.

"Okay, eat noodles." The three people in the room froze for a while, Xiao Xian raised his head and shouted to Li Cong with a smile.

Li Cong didn't answer, put down the curtain and walked away. After hearing this, Aunt Shen laughed until her eyes were closed, her toothless mouth moved and said, "Your child is blessed, the noodles that Ah Cong rolled are delicious." It's delicious, ouch, I'm going back to the house to cook edamame for you, wait!" After saying that, Aunt Shen stood up on her knees, patted Xiao Xian on the shoulder, and carried a basket of bean shells and a porcelain bowl of peeled beans. Douzi also went out, leaving Xiao Xian at the same place in a daze.

Li Cong went into the stove, and after burning the incense, he came back and took the medicine off the stove and poured it into a bowl to let it cool down. Then he heated up the chicken soup and started kneading the dough. Take it out and cut it into thin shreds with a sharp knife, cook it in the boiling chicken soup until it boils, cover the pot and let it simmer for a while before you can start the pot.

At noon, Xiao Xian and Li Cong ate together. Aunt Shen brought boiled edamame and left. Li Cong said a few words, but failed to keep her.Li Cong took the food and went into the back room to eat with Xiao Xian. It was the first time for Xiao Xian to eat hand-rolled noodles. Looking closely, the noodles in the bowl were not thin or short, and the color was a little yellow. It was probably because of the wheat, and it was not as good as before. The food is so fine and even, but very chewy. It is sprinkled with fragrant green onion, and then served with the original chicken soup and green and full-bodied salted edamame.

Xiao Xian got up early, became sleepy after eating, and drank the medicine. Li Cong drew the curtain for him to cover the light and let him rest. He didn't want to sleep until it was almost dark.Xiao Xian opened his eyes and saw Li Cong sitting at the table in the back room, taking a nap with one hand on his knees and the other on his chin, his hair was a little disheveled, and he looked like he had just come back from outside.

Xiao Xian sat up, rubbed his eyes, and looked towards Li Cong. He saw that his clothes hadn't been changed, his face had been washed clean, his head was lowered little by little as if he was extremely tired, and the bowl in front of him was still steaming. The steaming soup is the medicine I want to drink, and there are a few scattered pieces of sesame candy on the dirty yellow paper by my elbow.

Li Cong stayed by Xiao Xian's couch for a while in the afternoon, guessing that it was too late, so he got up and went out to the pier.Li Cong went early and got the goods very quickly. After transporting them back and forth a few times, the number of people gradually increased. He mixed with the crowd and moved the goods for about half an hour. The thought of disaster, and thinking about Xiao Xian who was sleeping soundly at home, so seeing that he had almost earned enough money for food for half a day, he stopped his work and hurried back home.

But Rao is so tired.When Li Cong came back, he boiled the medicine and brought it into the room, and blew on the hot soup for a while, seeing that Xiao Xian was fast asleep, he couldn't bear to wake him up, he hesitated to rest for a while, he didn't want to just fall asleep like this.

Xiao Xian looked at Li Cong with his cheeks on his hands, thinking that this man really has a good skin that everyone admires.Then he snickered again, no wonder all those Dongmei Chunhua are rushing to marry here.Xiao Xian looked at it, and suddenly found that Li Cong's side face seemed to have some kind of pattern painted on it, but it was far away and covered by his hair so he couldn't see it clearly.Seeing that Li Cong'an was sleeping peacefully, Xiao Xian simply got off the bed to find out what happened.

Xiao Xian put on his cloth shoes, tiptoed to the table, and bent over to approach the sleeping Li Cong.It's okay if you don't look at it, Xiao Xian was stunned when he saw it. He was hazy just now, but now he sees it clearly and finds that the pattern on Li Cong's right cheek is a pattern. It is clearly a sinner's "crime" Character.

Xiao Xian paused, and thought to himself, no wonder Li Cong always hangs his head, and every time he gets himself dirty before going out, is it to cover up this thing on his face?If he remembers correctly, tattooing on the face should be a kind of punishment in ancient times. Could it be that this crime word... is really the mark of a criminal?Who is this person living with him in front of him?

Xiao Xian couldn't help but have some worries when he first arrived in another world, but after thinking about it, this is not any dynasty in history. Although he can speak the language, there are many differences in culture and customs, so it cannot be judged simply by common sense. It is useless to speculate bother.

It should not be wiped off.Xiao Xian stopped the random thoughts in his head, muttered in his mouth, stretched out his hand and leaned over quietly, before he touched Li Cong's cheek, he was distracted by the warm breath sprayed on his wrist, making his movements stiff , while Li Cong lowered his head and remained motionless as if frozen, but his eyelashes trembled almost invisibly. Then he suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Xiao Xian's wrist with a "snap" and yanked violently, pulling Xiao Xian away. Xian turned over and pressed his shoulders on the table.

"Ah—" Xiao Xian yelled in pain, Li Cong was startled suddenly, and finally came to his senses, secretly thinking that something was wrong, he quickly let go of his palms and turned to Xiao Xian's body eagerly to see if he was hurt.

"No, nothing." Xiao Xian grinned in pain, pulled off his clothes, his wrist was red, but there was no blood or dislocation, so he should be fine.

Li Cong lowered his face and clenched his fists tightly, but Xiao Xian smiled and turned his wrist as if nothing happened: "It's not broken, it doesn't matter, it's all right after the pain passes."

Li Cong didn't speak, just pursed his lips, and after a long time he said in a deep voice: "Don't do this kind of thing next time, it's very dangerous, you know?!"

Xiao Xian rubbed his arms and nodded, slandering Li Cong's anger in getting up in his heart was exaggerated, if someone with a bad temper was woken up, it would be fine to scold at most, but he actually jumped up as if he was about to kill someone, with his face Thinking of the terrifying expression made him tremble, but Xiao Xian never knew that the vigilance of martial arts practitioners had long been ingrained, and it would not be so easy for him to forget it all at once.

Li Cong sighed in annoyance, looking at the red seal on Xiao Xian's wrist, helpless.Xiao Xian was like a little rabbit to him, his small arms and legs were so thin that they would break if he squeezed them, and he was still sick, always weak and weak, so he didn't know how to treat him.Li Cong was worried, and moved his eyes down a little, only to realize that something was wrong.

Seeing Li Cong staring at his bare ankles and frowning displeasedly, Xiao Xian's heart skipped a beat, he raised his hands and shouted in surrender: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I forgot that I shouldn't go to the ground, I will immediately Go back..." Saying go, go go, Xiao Xian turned around and climbed onto the couch, knelt on the side of the couch and kicked his feet, his cloth shoes were almost thrown into the sky, and he burrowed into the bed like a mouse and buried himself in making the quilt.

Seeing Xiao Xian's flustered look, no matter how angry he was, Li Cong leaned against the table with his arms folded, and endured a bit of hard work, thinking that as long as he knew he was wrong, he didn't bother to read him.

"Are you still asleep?" Li Cong asked.

Xiao Xian shook his head, finally escaped, turned his head and let out a breath.

"Then take the medicine. It's still hot, warm your hands first." Li Cong took the medicine bowl and handed it to Xiao Xian, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit down on the side of the couch.

"Yeah." Xiao Xian answered and took the medicine bowl, it was indeed a little hot, so he held it in his hand and slowly turned it to warm his hands.

The house fell silent.Li Cong was probably used to living alone. Even if there were more people, he didn't think there was anything wrong with not talking, but Xiao Xian was never a person who could rest. Scratching his head hesitantly, he asked, "Brother, what's going on with your face...?"

The room was silent for a long time, Xiao Xian swallowed his saliva nervously, a little blaming himself for not asking, just about to say something else, but Li Cong raised his head, and said slowly: "Because I have committed a crime. "The unhurried look seems to be talking about not himself, but some other irrelevant people and things.

Xiao Xian shook his head, he remembered that the corporal punishment tattooed on the face in ancient times seemed to be called...

"Tattoo punishment?" Xiao Xian blurted out.

Li Cong nodded.It's good to have a heart like this, you will know sooner or later, and you don't need to hide it in the future.

Holding the hot and rich soup in his hand, looking at the living brother in front of him, Xiao Xian raised his hand to cover Li Cong's engraved cheek and said excitedly: "Why? How can such a good man commit crimes? It must be them Mistake!"

Li Cong lowered his eyelids and shook his head: "People are not saints."

Xiao Xian froze for a moment, then let go of Li Cong's face and sat down.What is the crime?Xiao Xian wanted to ask, but he thought about the sentence several times in his heart, and finally swallowed it down.Maybe it was a thief or a robbery, or maybe it was a collision with an official, it's all possible.People are not sages and sages can do nothing wrong, making mistakes and committing crimes is understandable, so why feel surprised, since the other party doesn't want to mention it, I shouldn't go after other people's pain points.

It's just that in Xiao Xian's understanding, in the era of severe punishment, people would be punished with tattoos for even a small mistake, so he took it for granted that the ink punishment on Li Cong's face was completely caused by the cruelty of the ruler, but he I didn't know that in Donglang, the tattoo punishment is not only a very serious humiliating punishment, but also indicates the change of the status of the prisoner at the same time. Never turn over.

There was a moment of silence.Xiao Xian stared down at the brown soup in the bowl, feeling extremely embarrassed.For some reason, seeing Li Cong silent, I couldn't be happier.The reason why the punishment of shame is shameful is that it will not make people feel better. In many cases, the pimples in the heart are actually more painful than the wounds on the body. Anyone who has this tattoo is a knot in the heart.I still call my brother, and I'm considered half of my relatives, how can I not feel distressed and regretful, if I didn't mention it just now, just pretend I don't know, hey.

"Drink the medicine, it's going to be cold." Seeing that Xiao Xian was motionless in a daze, Li Cong patted his shoulder and said.

Xiao Xian didn't respond, nodded his head, and silently sank down to drink the medicine.