Little husband's market life

After autumn, Longjing Village experienced several heavy rains.

Qiao Zhishu got up from the small bamboo bed, and put away the stick that opened the window with his cloth shoes on. The brother's study room was closed after the first autumn rain, and the rain couldn't get in.

It was still early, but Qiao Zhishu couldn't sleep anymore, so he went out of the bedroom and moved inward the benches and other objects under the eaves that might get rained on.

The yellow soil in the yard was soon soaked by the rain, and all the mud was brought out by stepping on it.

I cleaned up all the way along the eaves, and when I got to the door of grandma's room, I heard the humming and chirping of the guards inside.

"Gang'er, what are you doing?" Qiao Zhishu opened the door and went in, asking his younger brother in a low voice.

Sheng Gang was already eating the third root of ginseng, and after more than two months in the house, he became much whiter and more delicate.At this moment, he was sitting on the bed, rubbing his eyes and moaning softly.

The old lady Sheng was also woken up. She pulled the quilt around her little grandson and yawned.

Sheng Gang pursed his mouth and didn't speak.

Qiao Zhishu went to get the jacket and sat down on the side of the bed, and opened his hands towards Gang'er, "Brother, do you want to hug me?"

Sheng Gang was still unhappy, but he opened his little arms and let the little brother carry him out of the bed.

Qiao Zhishu dressed him, and the room was quiet. No one accused the little guy of not sleeping well and throwing a temper tantrum.The little guy was suffocated by being locked up to recuperate, and when he had a little bit of strength, he would toss others, Qiao Zhishu knew it in his heart.

But for Gang'er's body, it's a good thing that he's making trouble, which shows that he has strength.

Patting Gang'er on the back, Qiao Zhishu hugged him and put him on the ground, "Brother boils water to make lotus root noodles for you. Be good and don't make trouble with grandma."

Only then did Sheng Gang open his mouth, he just woke up, and asked softly in a hoarse voice: "Is elder brother coming back today?"

"I don't know, it's almost time." Qiao Zhishu got up to burn the wormwood to light the brazier, "Did Gang'er dream about Big Brother?"

Before Sheng Yao left, he coaxed his younger brother to say that he dreamed of him, and he came back.

The clingy Xiao Gang'er squatted beside Qiao Zhishu with small steps, "No wow, why can't I dream of my eldest brother?"

Qiao Zhishu smiled, "Brother is busy. I'll fetch water to wipe your face. You should stay away from the brazier. Don't disturb grandma's sleep. It's raining outside, so don't leave the room."

"Yeah!" Sheng Gang said a few words to the little brother, got up and calmed down a lot, "Brother, come back soon, I'm afraid~"

"Okay, big brother said you are right, right?" Qiao Zhishu picked up the iron pot and went out to fetch water.

"Hey... I'm a dog skin plaster!" Sheng Gang admitted with a very proud tone.

Finally laughing, Qiao Zhishu heaved a sigh of relief, rolled up his trousers after going out, picked up the oil-paper umbrella, went out of the yard barefoot, and went to the kitchen to fetch water.

When I went back after fetching water, I ran into Sheng Shaoyuan and Sheng Shaoguang in coir raincoats.

"Uncle, Second Uncle." Qiao Zhishu greeted first.

Sheng Shaoyuan looked at him and realized that he is also a labor force. It has been raining recently, Xueyatou can't go to the county to set up a stall, and Xueyatou is not busy, so this kid is also free.

"What are you doing here?"

"Gang'er woke up early today, and boiled water for him to make lotus root noodles."

"Okay, come to the field after finishing, remember to bring a hoe. The planting is only in autumn at the beginning of the month, and the rain is too dense, so ditches have to be dug to drain water."

"Okay." Qiao Zhishu agreed.

Sheng Shaoyuan and his second brother left the compound together, and heard the second brother say: "The child is very sensible, he can manage the guards, and he can also help the Xue girl. The eldest nephew also likes him."

Sheng Shaoyuan nodded, feeling that Qiao Zhishu was not good enough for his eldest son, so his tone was very cold, "The meal is not free, what do you like or dislike, isn't the child?"

When they met villagers who were also wearing coir raincoats and went to the fields, the two brothers changed the subject and chatted with the villagers about the weather and the fields.

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Qiao Zhishu carried an iron pot and set fire to a brazier under the eaves to boil water, buried three sweet potatoes in the brazier, and went back to the house, seeing Sheng Gang holding the door open, very excited.

"Hold me, brother!" Sheng Gang wanted to go out and have a look.

Qiao Zhishu picked him up, wrapped him in a thin blanket, and left the room.

Sheng Gang breathed the moist but fresh air, his little head was tilted on his brother's neck, and finally he stopped making noise. The sound of rain has the charm of calming people down.

"Is it cold?"

Sheng Gang didn't answer, just smiled and put his warm palm on the younger brother's neck.It was only autumn, and he was already wearing a padded jacket and wrapped in a blanket. His whole body was like a small stove, warm and comfortable, not cold at all.

Qiao Zhishu dragged a chair against the wall of the house, hugged the small stove Gang'er to watch the rain fall in the yard, and listened to the sound of firewood crackling in the nearby brazier.

Sheng Yao was wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, his lower body was already soaked, especially his soap boots, not to mention soaked, covered with a thick layer of mud.

The bad weather put him in a bad mood, so he was not in the mood to call people when he entered the courtyard.In the countryside, it is raining again, and it is common for the courtyard door to be left unlocked.

When I got back to my yard, I saw two little guys sitting by the door, one was quieter than the other, as if watching the rain and waiting for something...

Such a quiet scene of years swept away the wet and restless Sheng Yao's heart.

"Big brother!" Sheng Gang raised his head from his little brother's arms with a hiss, looked at the embarrassed Sheng Yao, and called out happily.

Qiao Zhishu was interrupted in a daze, and saw someone standing up suddenly, "Brother? Brother is back!"

Sheng Yao walked over in two quick steps, and stood under the eaves together, taking off his hat while preventing Qiao Zhishu from approaching, "I'm cold, take Ganger back to the house, and I'll change into clothes."

He has been away for a month, and the two little guys really miss him, and follow him disobediently. When he enters the house to change clothes, the two little guys talk to him through the wooden screen with their small voices. .

"Brother, what does the state capital look like? Where do you live?"

"Did brother buy some cakes?"

Sheng Yao thought it was funny, "Two dog skin plasters, are you still allowed to change clothes?"

At this time, the water under the eaves also boiled, making a harsh sound.Qiao Zhishu pursed his lips, so he had no choice but to put Brother Gang'er on the ground, and ran out to put out the charcoal fire by himself.

Sheng Gang dragged the thin blanket by himself, stepped into the house in small steps, circled around the elder brother who was changing clothes, asking for cakes.

Sheng Yao looked at his younger brother while changing his clothes, and saw that his chin was plump, and said jokingly: "Brother is not here, Gang'er has a good appetite, but your younger brother looks thinner again, so I will give you this cake to make up for it." stop."

After changing clothes, he picked up Xiao Shenggang with one hand, and went out of the room with the cloth bag in the other hand to the small hall.

Sheng Gang wraps his big brother's chin with his two small hands, coquettishly, "Gang'er gave the egg soup to my little brother, but it's my sister who always asks my brother to light the fire, and I'm tired and thin!"

There were already two bowls of lotus root noodles prepared by Qiao Zhishu on the table in the small hall. Qiao Zhishu took the tongs and ran to the eaves to dig roasted sweet potatoes from the brazier.

Sheng Yao walked over and handed the cloth bag to Qiao Zhishu, "It costs one tael of silver to stay in the state capital for ten days. I'm rushing back and I don't have time to go shopping. I bought you some broiler shops and some for Gang'er." Pastry, open and taste."

Because of the rain, the outside of the oiled paper bag was a little wet. Qiao Zhishu took it and roasted it on the brazier, and pointed to the lotus root starch on the table in the house, "Brother, hurry on before dawn? Eat a bowl of lotus root starch to fill your stomach first, and I will call for it." Auntie."

"No hurry." Sheng Yao sat down with his younger brother in his arms, and ate lotus root noodles together.

Qiao Zhishu had to be in a hurry, he dried the oiled paper bag, held it and put it on the table, and went out to get the oiled paper umbrella to go out without stopping.

"Zhishu." Sheng Yao called him back, "What time is it, you don't need to call anymore, come over for some snacks."

Qiao Zhishu stood at the door and hesitated for a moment before saying, "The autumn rain continued for several days, and Uncle asked to dig ditches in the fields to drain water."

Sheng Yao looked at this eight-year-old child who had just reached his thigh, and his calf was as thin as a bamboo stick when he rolled up his trousers, and he had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

"Come back for some snacks." Sheng Yao emphasized again.

He couldn't disobey his father's words to prevent eight-year-old Zhishu from going to the fields, but he could go together.

"When you're full, let's go together, and I'll report to my father that he's safe."

Sheng Yao just came back, Qiao Zhishu, who was always obedient, never dared to let Sheng Yao open his mouth for a third time, he put the oil-paper umbrella back by the door, went in and sat down opposite Sheng Yao, took a bite out of a piece of butcher shop.

The broiler shop should be freshly roasted, with a soft taste and a layer of honey on the outside to enhance the taste, with a sweet and long aftertaste.

With a spoon in one hand and a pastry in the other, Sheng Gang kept asking, "Brother, what kind of cake is this? It's so soft."

Qiao Zhishu also looked over curiously, the pastry in Gang'er's hand was bright in color, quite big like a steamed bun, but very soft, with many pores inside.

"It's Jiangzhou's famous Longyou hair cake. The rice is ground into flour and the glutinous rice is fermented. It's glutinous but not sticky, sweet but not greasy. Is it delicious?"

"Yeah!" Sheng Gang nodded like a pounding garlic, and held up Qiao Zhishu who was facing him to take a bite.

Qiao Zhishu tasted it, and it was really soft, "It's delicious."

Sheng Gang was happy, and he opened his mouth to eat the butcher shop in Qiao Zhishu's hand, "Brother, I want to eat yours too, ah..."

Qiao Zhishu didn't hesitate at all, and gave him a bite.For this small act of not dislike, Sheng Gang can be happy for a day.

After Qiao Zhishu finished eating a piece of butcher shop, he kept researching on the fat cake, "Rice flour, glutinous rice... and some oil..."

After Sheng Yao ate his own, he helped him to study together, "The ones with added fat melted when kneading the sugar, so you can't eat fat pieces."

"Huh? I still want to try to make it for Gang'er to eat. If you want fat meat, my aunt will definitely not let you try it..."

Little children remember the phrase "what comes on paper is shallow, but you must practice it when you know it", and can't wait to make hair cakes right away.

But these days, fat meat is precious, after all, every household eats oil every day.

"The weather will be fine in a few days. I have to go to my grandfather's house to announce the good news in person. You go with me. My uncle's house is full of fat."

Qiao Zhishu was very happy when he heard about Fatty, but when he thought of his brother's grandfather, he became worried again, "I, I go to my brother's grandfather's house, isn't it good?"

"Sooner or later, I have to let grandpa know, so you have been hiding in my study these few days, recharging your energy, and going to my grandpa's house will inevitably require you to be more diligent."

Qiao Zhishu listened to his brother anyway, and if his brother thought he would go sooner or later, he would go.

"Happy news... my brother passed the exam!" Qiao Zhishu didn't dare to ask the question, but when Sheng Yao said it himself, he was overjoyed and happy for his brother from the bottom of his heart!

"When the weather clears, people from the county government will come to distribute door letters. Alright, I'll go and change into those who can go to the fields. You can find a hoe and wait for me in the front yard."

At that time, Xiucai was regarded as a student of the county magistrate, so if he passed the examination, the people from the county government would come to issue a door letter.

When Sheng Gang heard that his elder brother and younger brother were going out, he pouted, "Gang'er will not be with elder brother!"

Qiao Zhishu looked at his scholar brother with burning eyes, and patted Sheng Gang, "Gang'er, go and sleep with grandma for a while, my brother will go to the field to dig a dustpan for you to eat, there will be many rainy days."

Sheng Yao laughed.

The ancestors in Longjing Village did not have much literacy, so they pronounced water chestnut as the sound of "dustpan". This has been passed down from generation to generation, and water chestnut has this nickname in Longjing Village.

So Qiao Zhishu, who was going to dig the 'dustpan', made his brother laugh.