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

Xue Yinsong said with a smile: "Then you never thought about the fact that chickens don't lay eggs in winter, and you have to pay for feed."

Father Xue smacked his lips: "Well, yes, the heat preservation of this chicken coop is a problem in winter. Also, with such a big chicken coop, do you want to invite someone to watch the night? Will someone come to steal it?"

Xue Yinsong also felt a little headache when he thought about the poisoned pigs. Who knows what to do if someone gets upset and throws some feed poisoned chickens. He frowned and said, "You can only rely on yourself to take care of the pigs, and you can't rely on others."

Father Xue turned pale with shock: "Myself? What do you mean I sleep in a chicken coop every night?"

"Oh, let me think about it again, I will make a nest first today."

It is convenient to go inside with the courtyard wall together. The chicken and duck nests are all built at the root of the courtyard wall, one by one, and it is very convenient to enter and exit freely.

It was already noon at this time, and the two father and son were about to close the door in one go.The door is an old door panel that was dismantled before. Although it is creaky, it can still be used. Father Xue took out an old lock to hang the door, and took the key happily: "Let's go home for dinner first, and come to get it in the afternoon." Anything else."

There were a few people standing at the door, and when he saw the two of them coming out, he turned around and left, Mr. Xue muttered impatiently: "The people in this village just hate it, so don't worry about him, he can stand at the door and watch for a day, just take a look at him , He quickly turned his back and left, what kind of virtue! It's like a shame."

Xue Yinsong looked at the distant figures and said with a smile: "After all, we are foreigners, so we should not bother with these nosy matters. I just agreed with Li. As long as the crazy girl doesn't die, I can always use this land."

The two of them were exhausted too, and the sun was so strong at noon that they were almost wilting by the time they got home. Aunt Huan hurriedly arranged the meals: "The mung bean porridge cooked in the morning is frozen with well water, just waiting for you to come back."

Seeing that Xue Yinsong was tanned these days, Zha Jin said with a smile: "Brother Xue still looks good with dark spots, he looks energetic."

Xue Yinsong gulped down a bowl of porridge angrily: "Where is the scholar?" Zha Jin said with a smile: "When you come home, the first thing you should say is to ask the scholar, he has gone out."

"Going out?" Xue Yinsong raised his voice: "Where are you going? Alone?"

Aunt Huan brought a plate of scallion pancakes and said with a smile: "Lizheng's family needs to write a few words, and they say that he is a scholar who writes very well in italics, so I specially invited him to come, come and eat."

Xue Yinsong was taken aback, and muttered: "Li Zheng himself is a great scholar, so he still needs someone to write?"

Father Xue had just drank a bowl of cold porridge to cool off the heat, and he replied refreshedly: "Lizheng is also a person who holds a rake, so naturally he is not as good at writing as a person who has been holding a pen for a long time like Xiucai, you should hurry up and eat." , we have to hurry up in the afternoon to get it done.”

Xue Yinsong didn't care about the presence of a woman, so he lifted his clothes and exposed his shoulders: "Look at it, the skin on the shoulders has been torn in two layers, why are you so tight? My father, even a mule has to take a break Bar!"

Aunt Huan turned her face away and scolded with a smile: "I think you're just a mule, eat it quickly! Take a nap at noon after eating, so you can work energetically in the afternoon."

After all, Xue Yinsong was thinking about the scholar, wiped his mouth after lunch, and wanted to go to Lizheng's house. Father Xue hurriedly persuaded him: "This is a village, what can happen? The problem is that you rushed there like this! Wait carefully, you will be back in a while, probably Li Zhengjian will let him eat at noon!"

Xue Yinsong had no choice but to go to take a nap by himself. Just when he was dazed, Xiucai finally came back. When he got home, he put on a face before he could say anything: "Li is doing business, please eat!"

Just as Xue Yinsong plunged into sleep and was pulled out again, he was a little dazed and couldn't figure it out: "Ah, okay."

"Well..." Xiao Xiucai really wanted to swear, but he couldn't swear, and said with a gloomy face: "Li is working as a security guard, Chen Dafu is accompanying a guest to invite me to dinner, and wants me to convince you to marry his daughter!"

After saying this, Xue Yinsong immediately regained consciousness, sat up and asked, "What does this mean?"

The little scholar hummed twice, took a sip of water and said, "I said you've already left your citizenship, so I can't take care of it, and they asked me to be a lobbyist again."

"Don't bother with them," Xue Yinsong patted the bed, "Come on, is it hot? Come and lie down."

The little scholar thought for a while and said: "Not only you, but also me. It seems to be the daughter of someone in the village. I didn't say that I can be a wife, but I can also be a concubine."

Xue Yinsong sneered: "You are a master Juren after all, you are treated better than me, and your family has a house and a land."

The little scholar became angry with embarrassment: "What's the matter, anyway, I am qualified to be a man, so I can take a concubine... um... I was wrong... I..."

Xue Yinsong smiled evilly: "No matter how powerful your monkey grandson is, you can't escape the palm of my Tathagata Buddha. It's absolutely fine to suppress you."

The little scholar took a few breaths, and even smiled when he glanced sideways: "Isn't there a bigger Buddha on top of the Tathagata Buddha?"

Work started in the afternoon as usual, and a brand new chicken farm was finally built in the evening. Father Xue wiped off his sweat and was very pleased: "Go back and count the days and move them!"

Xue Yinsong didn't care much about going out to read the old Huangli, but he didn't refute it, he just reminded: "Hurry up and move, by the way, we have to catch a dog to raise, and guard against weasels."

Father Xue said with a smile: "I had expected this a long time ago. Two days ago, I saw that the old Guotou's family in the village had raised a litter of cubs, so I went to ask for one, and agreed to get it another day."

Xue Yinsong nodded, and touched his sore waist: "That's all right. Once it's done, you don't have to worry about anything else. The chicken farm is large, and feed is a big problem. Besides, if it gets bigger, you're afraid of chicken plague. You have to eat it." Improve immunity."

Father Xue didn't know what a padded jacket was, but his son was always right, so he had to tentatively ask: "Can this cotton padded jacket be sold at a cloth shop in the city? Our family spends a lot of money to buy chicken coops." Now, you can’t lose out on these few feet of cotton clothes, can you?”

"We'll talk about it later," Xue Yinsong replied vaguely, "Let's go home for dinner first, and then we'll move the nest tomorrow and then we'll study a few feed formulas. The feed for the small chickens, the big chickens, and the laying hens must be separated. By the way, Dad, I Remember the last time you said who would be a capon?"

"You still have to spend money to hire someone for this skill," Father Xue made up his mind to think about it to the end: "When I was young, I watched people do it, and I can learn it by myself after a few twists and turns. When the time comes, I will eunuch myself."

Xue Yinsong is of course welcome. Although he has made some money in the past year, he either spent it here or there. Compensation according to the price."

Father Xue jumped up suddenly: "I saved you wages, and you still ask me to compensate you! You bastard!"

"Hey, didn't I say that you will only pay if you kill it, okay, okay, if you don't pay, you won't pay, and if you die, you can use it to make up for Auntie Huan."

Only then did Father Xue shut his mouth, wondering when he would be able to develop it, and whether he could catch up with stewing a few for his future son.

At dinner in the evening, Xue Yinsong announced that he was going back to the city. The first chicken coop was almost too busy, and the nest would be moved tomorrow. The second one, Chen Zhi, would take at least a month to hatch the chickens. Three things, I'm still worried about the store, I have to go back and have a look.

Of course, Xiucai and Zhajin had no objection, so they agreed to stay for another three days.

Summer evenings are always very hot, and the land that has been exposed to the sun all day begins to radiate heat. After eating, the family sits in the courtyard to enjoy the cool and gossip.

Suddenly the door of the front yard was knocked, and Father Xue was taken aback, and asked loudly, "Who is it?!"

There was only a sound from outside the door, Xue Yinsong raised the lantern to open the door, only to see a short man with a somewhat familiar face standing at the door, saw him and said: "I have seen Master Xue."

"Who are you looking for?"

"I'm Xingye, Qiu Xingye, I used to live in your house, Master Xue forgot?" The little guard was a little anxious to reveal his identity.

Xue Yinsong took a closer look with the lamp, then took a closer look and said with a smile: "Have you eaten yet? Come in, we just finished eating."

The little guard shook his head: "I was in a hurry for eight hundred miles, and I couldn't hold it anymore. Here is a letter for Master Zha and you."

Xue Yinsong hurriedly took the man to the backyard, got some hot water and hot rice, and asked with a smile: "How is the little prince?" The little guard shook his head: "The prince said that the letter is clear, you should read the letter."

Zha Jin tore open the letter, read only a few lines, and then stood up with a sudden expression: "The Gaoque man has gone south, and the prince ordered me to go north to the capital immediately to meet him. He has been appointed as the commander-in-chief of the army, and he will go out in ten days."

The little guard bit his rice and said, "I spent two days on the road."

"Then there are still eight days left." Zha Jin resumed his usual expression, and was even a little happy: "Finally the war is over, my hands and feet are almost rusting."

Father Xue and Aunt Huan were anxious: "War again? That year when Gaoque people went south, the tax burden doubled! Damn Gaoque savage!"

But the little scholar had another expression on his face: "The emperor finally won. He had wanted to go to Gaoque for a long time, and now he just gave him an excuse. This battle will not stop until at least Gaoque is returned to the territory. Pity the world." My God."

Xue Yinsong frowned: "For the marching and fighting, the food and grass are first. I am afraid that the imperial court has gone to the four food roads in the southeast, northwest and north to collect food. We can't wait any longer. We will return to the city tomorrow after moving the chicken coop."

Father Xue waved his hand considerately: "Go, go, don't worry about the chicken coop, I will fix everything."

Xiao Xiucai replied angrily: "You are not the head of the Liangdao Datai, so it has nothing to do with you!"

Xue Yinsong explained: "Que Hongze will definitely not supply me with low-priced rice anymore, and Deyang will definitely run out of rice. I have to go back to him and discuss how to deal with this matter."

"Isn't Deyang going to restore high rice prices?" Little Xiucai followed his train of thought and said, "Besides, Deyang is further to the north. As soon as Gaoque people approach, the grain will double again immediately, which is very bad. By the way , do you want to let the old shopkeepers come back?"

Xue Yinsong was also a little uncertain: "I want to go back now, alas! Let's wait until tomorrow and go back early in the morning."

The little guard swallowed the meal in a few mouthfuls and almost choked: "Master Zha, when are we leaving?"

Zha Jin frowned and said, "Now that the county seat is closed, if you have to take a long detour, why don't you wait until tomorrow morning? You haven't slept for two days, so get a good night's sleep."

The original leisurely atmosphere was disturbed, Xue Yinsong and the two returned to the room ahead of time, and the little scholar said as soon as they entered the door: "I didn't say a word just now, do you still remember what Zha Jin said last time, the prince will never marry a wife, Gao Que People go south, and the prince enlists in the army, don't you think it's a...coincidence?"

Xue Yinsong's face changed: "You mean... the little prince already knew when the Gaoque people invaded south?"