Leaning on the fence to watch the birth of the moon

On the second day after the heavy snowfall, all adults in Shuanggui Village were mobilized except Liu Qi who had to stay home to look after the children.

Most of the men, headed by Zhao Wuye, wanted to rush to Wild Boar Mountain to deal with the bandits who had crossed the border.The women had to go up the mountain with Hunter Xiao. The heavy snowfall last night was a natural disaster for them, and it was the same for the animals in the mountains who had no houses to live in. Many animals must have froze to death on the mountain. , They happened to pick up ready-made prey.

Hunter Xiao was going to the mountain as a guide, so naturally he had to follow, but...

Du Ce, a poisonous scholar disguised as a woman, was also in the women's team. Ce just likes women's clothing, female celebrities, and behaving like a woman, but he still likes the opposite sex.

But from Mo Xian's point of view, in some respects, he is no different from lace, right?But at the same time, Mo Xian knew that he was also a different kind, so he was just a little more curious about Du Ce, so he took a second look at him, and quickly put it aside.He will not continue to delve into him, let alone despise him.

The "women" followed Hunter Xiao and drove the only bullock cart up the mountain, while Zhao Wuye led the men all the way to Wild Boar Mountain.

Mo Xian originally thought that, rushing all the way, everyone would show their lightness skills and fly all the way.Who knew that as soon as the old man came out of the village, he took out snowshoes from his rucksack, tied them on his feet Shi Shiran, and found a long piece of wood as a walking stick.

The others did the same after the old man.Only Mo Xian and Seventh Senior Brother brought nothing except drinking water...they could get two walking sticks, but they really didn't have snowshoes at all.

However, the two were not embarrassed for too long. The old man quickly took out two pairs of snowshoes from his big backpack and handed them to them.

"We are all ordinary people now."

"Fifth Master said so." Mo Xian accepted it in embarrassment. He naturally knew what the old man meant: ordinary people should live in the way of ordinary people.When you are a hero, you can gallop a horse and walk on snow without a trace. Of course, snowshoes are not necessary, but as an ordinary farmer, if you want to go out in winter, these are naturally necessary.

After putting on the snowshoes, it is like stepping on two tennis rackets on the feet.It is true that one foot will not sink into the snow, but it is not so easy to walk.At least Mo Xian and Seventh Senior Brother, who were wearing this for the first time, felt that it was too awkward to walk.

But of course the two of them won't be troublesome people who just complain and play with their temper.They all silently followed behind the others, walking step by step.

Slowly, the awkwardness was still awkward, but he also got used to it. Mo Xian even secretly wanted to hold Brother Seven's hand, but was slapped away by Brother Seven...

Everyone ate something on the road, and it wasn't until after noon that they vaguely saw another mountain village.

This village is much bigger than their Shuanggui Village. There are at least [-] or [-] families, and there is one big family. They are not adobe houses, but brick houses with red walls and green tiles.

After they entered the village, villagers already ran to report the news. When they walked all the way to this brick house, the fat member Mo Xian saw that day, and the skinny farmer were already waiting at the door.

Everyone was welcomed in, Zhao Wuye and Wang Mangzi followed the fat man into the main hall, and the others were led to the side room where they were served with hot tea.

Other people on the road have already told Mo Xian and Brother Seven about the situation in this village. This is Zhangjia Village, and the surnames in their village are different. All the people living here are Zhang surnamed, and the whole village belongs to one clan.The current patriarch is Zhang Defa, and Zhang Yuanwai—the fat Yuanwai, who is also the biggest landlord in the village.

Now in the home of the largest landlord, Mo Xian felt the embarrassment he felt when he saw the ransom list last time.

He originally thought that the landlord should be the one he saw on modern TV, with a bloated body, wearing gold and silver, eating hot and spicy food, having a vicious wife, a beautiful concubine, a pretty maid, a dude son, and a few vicious dogs tied to the door. The kind of four or five house slaves.

But look at this Landlord Zhang...

He is indeed a little fat, but he is definitely not fat, just a little rich.

The house of the landlord’s family is, yes, red walls and green tiles, but the overall size of the yard is only a little larger than that of their house—the place where there should be a barn is now where they are now. The living room and the barn were moved to the "backyard", or the entire backyard was the barn.

Mo Xian doesn't know what the landlord eats for the time being, but the tea leaves his mouth full of foam as soon as he sips it, and the taste is also astringent and bitter without any tea aroma.Although they were treated with real tea sets, they were just simple rough porcelain tea bowls.

Zhang Yuan's family also had a dog, a big yellow dog. When Mo Xian and the others entered the courtyard, they wagged their tails at them by the door without barking at all.On the contrary, after they came, a few more farmers came, and the local proprietor Wai personally went to the door to welcome them in respectfully.No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the relationship between the landlords of the exploiting class and the tenant farmers of the exploited class as Mo Xian understands...

Zhang Yuanwai also has a wife, and he has one wife and two concubines.Mo Xian didn't see what his wife was like, but Mo Xian saw the appearance of his concubine's room, they were the two round aunts who served them tea.

As for the fact that the concubine's room served them tea, Mo Xian thought it was a villager who didn't have so many rules.I found out later that there are two types of concubines in this era. One is the concubine who is a "short-time worker". Leave, but if you give birth to a child in the meantime, you will still stay at the master's house.Another kind of concubine is a concubine with a long-term contract. Simply put, it is a lifelong concubine.

But no matter what kind of concubine they are, their relationship with the head of the family is not that of a wife and husband, but a servant and a master.Serving the head of the house, serving the big wife, and even serving the servants should be done.

To put it simply, if a guest came to the host's house and praised the host's wife for her beauty, he would probably be kicked out by the host, because this behavior has already constituted molestation in this year.But if he praised the beauty of the concubine's room, the master would be complacent and even let the concubine's room "entertain" the guests for a night.

This is why, these days, the sons of many concubines are not counted as the sons of the master, but as slaves born to the family.

In the evening, everyone had a meal at Landlord Zhang's house.This time, Mo Xian and the others did not share the table with Mr. Zhao Wuye, they even sat down around a round table with Yuan Zhang and a few old farmers—the elders of the village.

There is a big bowl and three big basins on the table.

In that bowl was a top-notch bowl of scrambled eggs, and the three big bowls were a bowl of shallots, a bowl of flatbread, and a bowl of miso made by the farmer himself.

"Haha, poor hospitality, poor hospitality!" Landlord Zhang pointed at the things on the table and smiled openly, as if his words were just polite and modest, but in fact these things on the table made his face very uncomfortable. like light...

"It's so rich, Zhang Yuanwai is being modest. Then the old man will not be polite!" Zhao Wuye replied with a smile, happily picked up a piece of cake, spread the sauce on it, and at this time a few pieces of fat were found in the sauce.

Mo Xian heard the old farmers who were sitting with him exclaim in a low voice, "It's still meat sauce!" At the same time, Landlord Zhang raised his head higher, obviously more proud.

Mo Xian couldn't help touching his mouth, of course it wasn't because he was afraid that his mouth would drool because of the "rich" dinner in front of him, but because he was afraid that his mouth would be distorted due to excessive surprise...

At night, everyone stayed in Zhangjia Village.But except for Zhao Wuye, everyone else was assigned to the villagers' homes in Zhangjia Village.Lying on the kang, Mo Xian couldn't sleep for life and death, it wasn't because he recognized the kang, but what happened during the day, it was really...

"Brother?"

"Huh?" Seventh Senior Brother knew that Mo Xian was not asleep, and had been waiting for him to speak.

"Is the food we ate very rich today?"

"Naturally, for such people, they can only be eaten during the festivals. For most farmers, eggs are not used for food, but for exchange. Green onions are nothing. Rare things, but the meat in miso, the noodles of pancakes, especially white noodles, are indeed rare things.”

Mo Xian originally thought that the life he and his seventh senior brother lived was the life of ordinary people in this era.But obviously, this is not the case in reality, at least in terms of food, his daily meals with his senior brother are definitely far superior to others.Only at this moment did Mo Xian understand what it meant in the past book that "a person who grows rice does not know the fragrance of rice all his life, and a person who raises silkworms does not wear silk all his life".

Suddenly, he thanked the ghost doctor like never before.If it weren't for the martial arts he taught him, and the silver taels he gave him when he came down the mountain, not to mention that he couldn't rescue the seventh senior brother at all, even if he did, their lives would definitely be a problem.

"Brother, I want to kiss you."

"This is at someone else's house..."

"Just kiss..."

"You...well...you are not afraid that I will smell you."

"Senior brother... I have been talking to you for a long time, can't you still smell it?"

"You haven't eaten... have you been waiting?"

"Senior brother didn't eat, did he also wait for it?"

"Don't... Didn't you just say kiss..."

"Isn't this also a kiss?"

"Mmm!"