Little husband's market life

Sheng Yao was wearing a bamboo hat and a dark blue coarse cloth bunt, with a hoe on his shoulder.Empty-handed, Qiao Zhishu followed behind him with a small pannier on his back, and walked out of the Sheng family's compound together to go to the fields.

The recent large-scale and intensive rainfall has caused serious water accumulation in the farmland. In order to prevent the crops from being damaged by the rain, the nearby villagers all braved the rain to dig ditches together.

Those who saw Sheng Yao and the two immediately yelled, "Boss Sheng, your son is back? How is your baby doing in the exam?"

"Ouch? Didn't you go to take the talent test? When did you come back?"

Sheng Shaoyuan immediately straightened up when he heard about the test, and looked towards the field ridge. After seeing his son, a sincere smile appeared on his face, and he rushed to the field ridge in two or three steps.

"When did you come back? It rained early in the morning, didn't you get drenched? Go back quickly and let your little mother cook a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold."

Longjing villagers also threw their hoes and surrounded Sheng Yao, "Son, did you pass the exam? We haven't had a scholar in our village for many years. If you pass the exam, come to my house at night and I'll ask your aunt to cook bacon for you." eat!"

All of a sudden, the crowd sent invitations to Sheng Yao for dinner.

With a slight smile on Sheng Yao's mouth, he looked gentle and elegant, and he cupped his hands, "As the saying goes, you don't get rewarded if you don't have merit, you are both from Longjing, and you are all the elders of Sheng Yao, it should be the younger generation who respects the elders, When Sheng Yao achieves something, it will be a banquet."

Qiao Zhishu kept following her brother with her eyes, imitating his generosity and conversation.

Sheng Yao's words did not show off himself, but also made the villagers of Longjing respect. They were all embarrassed to ask further questions, and when they returned to the field, they scratched their heads and asked each other: "This means, did you win or not?"

Even Sheng Shaoyuan dragged his son to the edge of the field, and asked cautiously in a low voice, "Son, how was the exam?"

"Uncle, my brother is a scholar, and the door book will be delivered when it doesn't rain anymore!" Qiao Zhishu was so anxious that he was so proud of such a good thing, and my brother is still so humble!

On the ridge of the field, Sheng Shaoyuan's laughter was like a bell, thick and powerful, and his joy was conveyed to all the people working in the farmland.

People discussed: "It must have won, look at Sheng Boss's joy. Finally, our Longjing Village has another talent..."

Sheng Shaoyuan couldn't say how happy he was, his son was only fourteen, he is a scholar!

The Qing Dynasty's "prodigy" was popular, and the 14-year-old scholar did not know how much gold he would put on the face of the Sheng family.

Sheng Shaoyuan: "Okay, okay, my son is a promising person. In three years, your younger brother will also be admitted to the exam. You should go back and write down the details of the exam. When Yan'er comes back from a ten-day vacation, he will explain it to him. speak……"

He only said something promising to himself, but immediately said three or four words for his second son, the smile on the corner of Sheng Yao's mouth slowly stopped.

Qiao Zhishu clearly felt Sheng Yao's low pressure, but Sheng Shaoyuan was immersed in joy, and still told Sheng Yao and his second son to be careful.

Qiao Zhi opened his mouth and mustered up the courage to interrupt: "Uncle, I'll help dig a ditch to drain water."

Sheng Shaoyuan was happy, he didn't worry about the child, and he still had a smile on his face, "Okay, Yaoer, you go back quickly. Dad will drain the water from the field and go back. You don't need to come down to the field."

Sheng Yao said indifferently: "In order to coax Gang'er, I said that I would go to the ground to dig some water chestnuts for him to eat. Zhishu, let's go."

Sheng Shaoyuan was even happier when he heard the words, "Yes, you have been away for a month, and Gang'er thought badly. He wants to coax you, so you don't go into the water, let Xiao Qiaoer dig, and you don't get cold when you come back from the rain. "

Sheng Yao had passed his father and walked forward, Qiao Zhishu helped and agreed, "Okay, uncle."

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The two walked behind the villagers who were digging the ditch and dug down in succession.

Sheng Yao waved the hoe, and Qiao Zhishu followed behind to touch the muddy water. Water chestnuts like to grow in paddy fields, and there are often wild ones near the fields, and water chestnuts are buried very deep in the soil, and it is rare to dig them down with a hoe.

With bare feet, Qiao Zhishu touched round objects when he stepped on them. After touching several round objects, he held them in his hands and called Sheng Yao.

"Brother, I got it, it's so big!"

Sheng Yao swung his hoe vigorously, the breath choked in his throat dissipated with the strength, he turned around to look at Qiao Zhishu.

Seeing him holding three clay balls in his two little clay hands, he had a satisfied smile on his face.

Seeing the smile on his face, Sheng Yao felt much better. He also threw the hoe aside, bent down to touch the water chestnut, and asked, "Did it break?"

"No wow, everything is good." Qiao Zhishu threw the water chestnuts into the small basket, and bent down to touch the mud.

Sheng Yao fumbled in the mud with both hands for a long time, but he didn't touch one. He straightened up and straightened his back. The little guy behind him who couldn't see kept asking questions.

"Did brother touch it? I touched another one!"

"Look, brother, look back at me."

Sheng Yao had no choice but to turn around, and sure enough, he saw another big one in the little guy's hand, he cleared his throat, "I'm gone, I'll dig again."

Qiao Zhishu took two steps forward, rubbing his feet in the mud, "Brother touched it with his feet, the hard one must be a dustpan."

Sheng Yao reached out to reach the hoe at the edge of the field, but after hearing this, he finally let go, imitating the little guy to rub his feet in the mud, and it really made him rub against a hard object.

He bent down and dug it out with his hands. It was really a water chestnut!He turned around to show the little guy, and saw

Qiao Zhishu pursed her lips and smiled, as if "my brother wants me to teach".

Sheng Yao couldn't hold back, and tapped Qiao Zhishu's face with a muddy hand, "Laugh!"

Qiao Zhishu laughed, her voice was soft and crunchy, "Hahaha...scholars can't speak foul language!"

Sheng Yao snorted softly, now in front of Qiao Zhishu, he looked like a brat.

"I'm talking to you in official language, can you understand me?"

Qiao Zhishu wrinkled her nose: "Slightly!"

He became more and more relaxed and cheerful in front of Sheng Yao.

Sheng Yao: Hmph.

The two laughed and chattered, the older one was digging ditches in front, the younger one was touching the water chestnuts in the back, their waists were sore together, but after all Qiao Zhishu was more relaxed than Sheng Yao.

After only digging a section of land, Sheng Shaoyuan came over and told them to go back to drink ginger soup.

The peasant family dealt with it simply for lunch, mainly because Sheng Yao was admitted as a scholar. The Sheng family would not be hungry after hearing the news, and gathered around Sheng Yao to praise him.

The dinner was complete, and Qiao Zhishu ate several pieces of meat.

The next day, the officials of the county government rode into Longjing Village on horseback beating gongs, passed through rows of farm houses, and finally stopped at the gate of Shengjiayuan.

A string of children and women followed behind him. I saw the people from the county government hand over the door letter to Sheng Yao with both hands. Longjing Village has produced a scholar!

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During this period of fine weather, the threshold of the Sheng family was almost leveled by the villagers.There are no entertainment activities in the village, and everyone is willing to join in the fun and enjoy themselves when there is such a big event as a scholar.

The way to be happy is to exchange a bowl of glutinous rice noodles for the corn stubble of the Sheng family, and then sit in the yard of the Sheng family and talk to the daughters-in-law of the Sheng family and get close.

The women chatted enthusiastically, and it was inevitable that the little scholar's marriage would be involved.

One of the aunts pointed to Qiao Zhishu who was washing water chestnuts under the eaves of the kitchen, "This kid looks black and thin, but he has a good life...I said big sister, is your boss really determined like this?"

Fang He also turned her head to look at Qiao Zhishu. She didn't know what to say. Thinking back to the day when Qiao Zhishu was brought back, her stepson made all kinds of troubles, and she felt uncomfortable.

"Isn't it that something happened to the child's family and he has nowhere to go? It's decided...it's decided. My boss gave this child the name. The two children...are very good."

The aunt from the same village shook her head and sighed, her tone couldn't hide her envy, "If you want to talk about this fate...you say this baby's parents are blessed by several generations of cultivation? There is a difference of six years, and then the son's mother's belly Still haven't moved?"

"Yes, who can say for sure." Fang He replied.

"It's also a reincarnation..."

After the aunt went back, she spread Fang He's words. The people in the surrounding villages all knew that Master Xiucai valued love and righteousness, named the boy's adoptive husband, and protected him in his yard. A family who dared to come to marry the little scholar.

In addition to studying, Sheng Yao also tutored his cousins ​​in his spare time, and even gave Qiao Zhishu a small lesson alone. He never had a chance to know that some people who wanted to marry him were killed by his stepmother's few words.

But these are later stories.