The fertile water of farming does not flow to outsiders' fields

"Free love? What is free love?"

"Uh, it's about getting to know yourself and getting married."

"How can this be possible," Zhang Matchmaker murmured, "Since ancient times, if you don't have a matchmaker, you can't get married. The matchmaker always invites you. The banquet in this country must also be held, otherwise people will point and gossip behind their backs."

"Yes, yes, please ask someone to do it later."

Matchmaker Zhang said with a smile: "Isn't there one in front of this ready-made matchmaker? Do you want me..." Xue Yinsong led her to go outside, and replied: "I will talk about it later. Look, my family is having dinner. What's the matter?" There is no rush, no hurry, we can discuss it another day.”

Xue Yinsong sent people away, and when he bolted and locked the door, he returned to the backyard, only to see a group of people still staring at him dumbfounded. Father Xue spoke first: "You bastard, you don't care if you don't like it, let others Hongxiang is also ruined!"

Aunt Huan also showed disapproval: "Tiger, you can't ruin Hongxiang's reputation just because you are in a hurry."

On the other hand, the little scholar said with an angry expression, "You are so rude!"

Only Zhajin had a little admiration: "Brother Xue, if I didn't know about it, I would have been fooled, what you said is really the same..."

Xue Yinsong stretched his waist and replied nonchalantly: "In the future, just marry this girl to another place. Isn't Zhajin your prince in the capital? Just find her a family in the capital in the future."

Zha Jin hurriedly said: "Okay."

"What a fart!" Father Xue jumped up habitually and wanted to grab his cloth shoes and whip people, but he couldn't stand upright, and he almost fell over when he got up, and sat down on the stone bench and cursed: "You It’s easy to talk about other things, but how can we deal with this matter? According to the rules of this marriage, you have to hold a banquet to thank the matchmaker, you, you, you... really pissed me off!"

Xue Yinsong didn't care at all: "Just say that you have already done it in the city, and if you can't do it in the city, why don't you ask me to do it?"

Seeing his nonchalant attitude, everyone had nothing to say, and the person with the most right to speak was not present, so only Aunt Huan said bitterly: "When Hongxiang finds out, you can wait to make trouble, I see you It will be even more difficult to end at that time!"

After dinner was halfway through, everyone lost interest. Father Xue and Aunt Huan retreated first and went for a walk. Xiucai also excused himself to be tired and went back to his room. Only Zha Jin was there to help clean up the dishes and wipe the table.

Xue Yinsong smiled and said, "You're quite silent?"

Zha Jin said with a smile: "It's not a big deal. People like us who have been to the battlefield and seen life and death, as long as they can come back alive, they are the best luck. As for other things outside the body, I really don't think much about them."

"You are so transparent." Xue Yinsong glanced at him with a smile, "Tell me about you, where is your ancestral home, and how did you meet the prince?"

Zha Jin said: "My father and mother died early, my uncle took over the family property and kicked me out, so I had to work as a stable boy in the headman's stable. That year the tribe went south, but the army of the Celestial Dynasty attacked at night. I was a prisoner. I was going to be beheaded, but it happened that the little prince got a few good horses, so he took me out of prison to specialize in raising horses."

Xue Yinsong also knew that he must have endured a lot of hardships, so he smiled and said: "You have come to the end of your hardships, and the better days are coming." Zha Jin replied indifferently: "Who knows what will happen in the future, live well now that is."

"Hey, you said that if Hongxiang came back and found out about this, would she fight me with her aggressive personality?"

Zha Jin chuckled: "I think she might marry you by borrowing the donkey from the slope."

Xue Yinsong rolled his eyes: "No, doesn't she like weak chickens like Mr. Li? I think a scholar is quite to her liking."

"Of course, the biggest possibility is to beat you up," Zha Jin patted him on the shoulder: "So you have to be careful, this girl is really ruthless."

In fact, Xue Yinsong was most afraid of Xiaoxiu's anger, but after eating, he just sat down for a while, and the rest of the time he just kept his head down and read a book, and his expression was very natural.

At night, when Xue Yinsong went into the room to sleep, he couldn't bear it anymore, and climbed onto the bed to please him: "Are you not angry?"

The little scholar was a little sleepy, and was about to turn around after making two perfunctory hums. Xue Yinsong quickly grabbed him and said, "Are you angry? Oh, isn't this forced? Okay, okay, don't be angry, I apologize. Can't you?"

Little Xiucai opened his eyes and suddenly smiled: "Why should I be angry? It's not me who will be beaten in the future."

Xue Yinsong was taken aback for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Aren't you angry? You're still confused, aren't you stingy..."

"Bah, you're just being stingy." Xiao Xiucai was upset: "Why should I be angry? This is your business, I don't bother to care about it."

"Okay, okay," Xue Yinsong put his arms around his waist with a smile: "You can understand..."

"I don't understand." Xiaoxiu turned his back to him: "Being not angry doesn't mean I understand you. What kind of virtue is it! I don't bother to talk to you."

Xue Yinsong stuck to him and grabbed his hand from behind, Xiao Xiucai broke free and muttered: "What are you doing, stay away from me, why are you sticking so tightly when it's so hot?"

"Daughter-in-law, we, uh... Haven't had sex for a long time?"

The little scholar immediately fell asleep, and even the sound of breathing became heavy: Hu~hu~~hulu~~

"What are you going to sleep with? We'll have a conversation in the long night." Xue Yinsong has always been a hooligan, and he won't stop talking.

But the little scholar pushed away his hand and said lazily: "Your wife is in Deyang, wait for her to come back and take good care of you."

Xue Yinsong chuckled: "Are you jealous, are you jealous? To be honest, do you feel a little uncomfortable?"

The little scholar sneered and said, "Why would I feel uncomfortable? Even if you have a crush on Qu Hongxiang, she doesn't have a crush on you. She has high vision, and the only ones she can fall in love with are people like Mr. Li."

Xue Yinsong snorted angrily in embarrassment: "Cut, I don't want to send it to me. It is better for a woman to be virtuous and virtuous. If she is too fierce, she will definitely not be able to marry."

"She won't marry you, why are you so anxious." The little scholar lazily pushed him away and said, "What are you doing, talk as soon as you speak, how decent is it to move your hands and feet."

Xue Yinsong let out a strange cry and rushed forward: "I think you just feel unhappy about it. What a big deal. If you don't talk nonsense, you have to face Chen Dafu. I don't want to be an enemy of him. What about the patriarch of the first term! Why can't you be considerate and considerate of me."

The little scholar raised his hand and beat him up indiscriminately: "Yes, I'm just not happy, what's wrong! I want you to be in control!"

"Hey, take it easy." Xue Yinsong was slapped several times, raised his hand to block a few times, and asked flatteringly, "Do you want the front or the back?"

According to the plan, the materials for the chicken coop will be prepared from the next day. Father Xue pulled the ox cart to the river to pull sand early in the morning, and Xue Yinsong chose a place to dig a pond.

The ground of this homestead was compacted, and Xue Yinsong dug a small hole only after blood had been worn out from both jaws. Seeing the ground as hard as a rock, he was a little discouraged for the first time.

The old man pulled the sand back and piled it up next to him. Seeing him sitting by the pit to rest, he asked, "Is this a tree pit dug?" , can’t plant a living tree.”

Father Xue looked at the ground clearly, and took out a bag of dry tobacco: "This is the ground that has been compacted. If you don't plant trees next to it, the ground must be hard."

Xue Yinsong was reluctant to give up the hole he had just dug, but the soil one or two meters below the ground was hardened. If he wanted to dig a big hole, he would have to lose half his life: "Trees are another thing. If it doesn't work, we can build a shed for shade."

After pulling enough sand for four carts, it was almost morning and noon, the temperature of the sun had already risen, and it was scorching and painful on the skin. Father Xue was heartbroken for the calf, so he called off work and went home early.

Xue Yinsong was tired of working alone, so he also took a break and went home.

The little scholar was wearing a single cloth jacket and sitting in the shade in front of the door. Seeing him wash his hands and face, he went into the room and lay down on the bed, wondering: "Are you tired, or is it uncomfortable?"

Xue Yinsong looked serious: "I believe in religion."

"Teach? What religion do you believe in?"

"Return to the Dragon Sect."

The little scholar smiled: "I have heard of Buddhism, Taoism, White Lotus Sect, Yellow Sect... I have never heard of Huilong Sect."

"Huilongjiao is the largest religion in my dynasty, with a wide distribution of followers and a large number of people." Xue Yinsong paused like a trick, "Our church's activities are mainly in the morning, according to the first section of "Huilongjiao Dafa" , "I will sleep for a while" is the fundamental teaching of this religion."

The little scholar was stunned for a while before he understood, and laughed: "What nonsense are you talking about..."

Xue Yinsong closed his eyes and said with a smile: "Laughing? Don't be angry, hey, don't be angry. In fact, I am most afraid of your anger. When you are angry, I feel very uncomfortable and feel uncomfortable all over."

The little Xiucai glanced at him: "Sleep well, I'll call you when I'm eating." Said softly, he closed the door and walked out.

It was said to be a chicken coop, but it was really busy for several days. On the afternoon of the third day, the craftsman hired by Mr. Xue finally came and brought adobe bricks like a hill.

Earth bricks are actually clay blocks. The surface has been burnt but the temperature is not as high as that of blue bricks, so the price is much cheaper. The disadvantage is that it cannot be soaked in the rain for a long time, and it is easy to collapse.

Such a big yard really cost a lot of bricks, not to mention other materials, the yard wall alone cost close to a dime, Old Xue clicked his tongue: "Hey, it's really not easy to build a big chicken coop , Tiger, how long will it take for this money to come back?"

Xue Yinsong said with a smile: "Chicken is ten yuan and three, and a large chicken is fifty yuan a piece. In addition to the feed and artificial site fees, the net profit of a chicken can reach thirty yuan. If this yard can sell five hundred chickens The money will come back."

Father Xue clicked his tongue even more: "Five hundred? My darling, how big is this group of chickens, tiger, you'd better be steady, if you get chicken plague, it will be troublesome, and all of them will die."

Xue Yinsong smiled and said: "Yes, raising chickens in large quantities requires disease control, otherwise the business will lose a fortune. From now on, the yard will have to be cleaned every day and disinfected every three days, and the feed and food must be cleaned. .”

Father Xue didn't quite understand what he heard, so he just nodded anyway: "Okay, you can do whatever you want."

"This chicken is really a treasure," Xue Yinsong straightened his waist and said with a smile: "It is a lot of money for a small chicken to grow into a big chicken. The chicken manure is reserved for the next spring as base fertilizer. The wheat in next spring will definitely grow well. Egg is another sum, so it’s at least three sums of income.”

Father Xue has already counted on his fingers: "500 chickens, even if there are 250 hens, as long as the food is good, each chicken lays an egg a day, that is 250 eggs, my mother, this, this... can earn money died!"