Ding Tian's Ancient Life

"Cui Jiu, because of his bad reputation, and Cuijiazhuang was destroyed during the war, and there were not many people left. Without the control of the clan, he became more dissolute. Sent it in several times, alas, I don’t know what he’s thinking, he’s in his thirties, and he’s still playing nonsense!” Old Uncle Zheng shook his head, “I really don’t know what to say about him!”

Ding Tian just needs to make sure that Cui Jiu has not done anything evil.

But think about it, if he did something evil...he wouldn't be alive now.

There used to be no shortage of villains here, but now, where are they?

Ding Tian refused to think about this question.

"Cui Jiu's home is on the South Street of Fucheng. It's a nice place. It's a big house with two entrances and a big garden, but it's used by him to grow vegetables. One thing, no matter how poor Cui Jiu is. , he didn’t even sell his ancestral house. This is still very good... In fact, he also knows that if he sells his ancestral house, he will really become a homeless man. The reason why everyone can tolerate him is that no During the war, he was tied up and sent to die because he still lived in Fucheng. He was considered a person in Fucheng, and his household registration was all in Fucheng. There are only ten acres left... If someone sends him to the front of the army, what will happen to his house? What will happen to the field?

The immediate blood relatives are gone, and the collaterals are all dead. Who would dare to let him go to die? "Old Uncle Zheng said: "It's not that someone didn't propose to send him to the front of the two armies to charge the battle. After he knew it, he told people that that person was thinking about his house and fields, and he was disregarding human life.The reputation of that person is stink! "

"Does he still have such thoughts?" Ding Tian felt that Cui Jiu should not be underestimated. This guy still knows how to save his life. Sure enough, the master is among the people.

"If you don't have any thoughts, can you become an old rascal?" Uncle Zheng told Ding Tian: "Every day, one person steals chickens and dogs, one person feeds the whole family and the whole family is not hungry, and no one takes him. And if you offend him, he can eat it all day long. For pestering you, he doesn't do anything anyway, he just thinks about how to get revenge on you, and ordinary people can't easily provoke you."

That's right, everyone has a lot of things to be busy with, and only people like rogues and bums are free...

After hearing about Cui Jiu, Ding Tian sorted out the files about Cui Jiu. This guy has entered and exited the cell no less than [-] times. Every time he made a mistake, it was not big or small, not enough for sentencing, but he had to be punished. And the old man from Cuijiazhuang restrained him. Since Cuijiazhuang disappeared after the war, he became even more reckless. In half a year, he went in and out of the cell three times!

The least one was closed for ten days, and the most was closed for one month.

Back home after a business trip, um, I don't need to cook today, and Aunt Jin can finally show her talents... She made stewed crucian carp with sauce for Ding Tian.

"When the nobleman came, the old lady didn't dare to do this, for fear that the nobleman would be unhappy." Aunt Jin was also aggrieved.

Who told you not to eat miso!

It is said that she dislikes dirty, but she can swear to God that the miso made by herself is very clean.

"It's okay, he won't come these few days, I can eat the sauce, this miso is quite delicious, I will order some egg sauce tomorrow.

"Ding Tian used to be from the Northeast, and he liked to eat vegetables dipped in pickles. Now that the spring sowing is over and the weather is getting warmer, everyone has changed into spring clothes.

"I planted some small water radishes at home, and I will bring you a plate tomorrow!" Aunt Jin is a hardworking person: "There are also stinky vegetables, and I also planted them."

Not a lot. "

"Okay, okay!" Ding Tian was not at all embarrassed: "I just planted it here, and it hasn't grown yet."

"The old lady can take care of the things in the yard." Aunt Jin turned around happily and went out, muttering: "I should plant some pickles for eating... Chinese cabbage should also be planted..."

Ding Tian ate dinner in a hurry. Although the stewed crucian carp in sauce was delicious, and although it was cool to eat ready-made ones without cooking, for some reason, he just felt that something was missing, and he felt strange...

Wang Zuo was also upset. He couldn't eat the best meal even though it was the roast lamb sent by the local station.

"What would you like to eat?" Wang Fugui began to worry again.

"Caviar." Wang Zuo put down his chopsticks: "Give me a bowl of noodles."

"Egg noodles, caviar, you've been eating them for three days..." Is it okay to only eat one food?Not tired?

"Forget it, give me a bowl of white rice, and I'll eat it with caviar." Wang Zuo took a step back: "I've seen and eaten enough of these things."

Wang Fugui looked at the steamed pork knuckles, braised carp, and boiled chicken on the table..."That's right, it's big fish and big meat, Wang Fugui

Grandpa has eaten it for 20 years. "

"I'm only 20 years old." Wang Zuo curled his lips: "Eating so well from birth?"

"That's not right!" Who knew Wang Fugui nodded: "My mother said that before you were born, she started drinking chicken soup and eating crucian carp. At that time, the milk was so good that I ate it! Hehehe …After you were born, I just stopped breastfeeding, and the milk you drank was the milk at the best time… Oh, I have eaten these things since I was a child. I heard that there is no salt in the pig’s trotter soup !"

He knew nonsense, but there was also a factual basis. Wang Fugui's mother was Wang Zuo's wet nurse. She took care of Wang Zuo from childhood to adulthood. It can be said that Wang Zuo was her other "son".

"Hehe..." Wang Zuo finally smiled: "You know how to arrange for Mother Wang. When I go back, I will definitely sue."

"Don't you!" Wang Fugui played tricks: "Why don't my mother clean me up?"

After he made such a fuss, Wang Zuo was in a better mood. He ate a bowl of rice, still served with caviar, but he also ate some side dishes.

After eating, he went to the study to work. There are actually many things in the three Northeast prefectures, from people's livelihood to military affairs, all of which need him to deal with...

Wang Zuo was struggling, while Ding Tian was talking to someone.

The object of conversation is Cui Jiu.

"Cui Jiu, sit down." Ding Tian received him in a separate room, which was in his small yard, which he named "Conversation Room".

As for this conversation room, it's well furnished.

The floor was paved with wooden boards, and then there was a half-new carpet. The surrounding walls were painted white, and the roof was covered with gray tiles. ” and the banners of “re-management”.

The handwriting on it was written by himself. Although... it is not a famous handwriting, and the writing is not very good, but Ding Tian thinks it is good.

On the north side is a combination of classical furniture, with antique shelves on both sides and a long table in the middle.

There were no valuable things on the shelf, but on the long table, there were the pair of beautiful plum vases that Wang Zuo gave Ding Tian, ​​probably the most valuable things in the house.

In the middle is an incense burner, not bronze or copper, it is too valuable, Ding Tian puts a coarse porcelain one, and the spices lit are some wormwood sticks, this thing is used to smoke mosquitoes... .

The whole room doesn't look like it should appear in a prison cell. Cui Jiu probably went to such a room when he was a child, but he never visited it again when he grew up.

went in.

A man in his thirties was a bit at a loss when he was invited to sit down so politely: "Ding Siyu, I'm... a little... no, a grassroots...."

I won't say anything if I'm nervous.

Although I was clean, I always felt that I was out of place here.

"Sit down and talk." The conversation room specially arranged by Ding Tian included a square table, two grand chairs, peanuts, melon seeds and hazelnuts, a plate of white sugar cakes, a large teapot, and two large tea bowls.

This posture... He thought that he was already very sincere, but Cui Jiu was so frightened that he was out of his wits, and immediately knelt down to Ding Tian: "Ding

The jailer, Cui Jiu, a grassroots man, knew that he was wrong...knows that he was wrong.... "

Ding Tian couldn't laugh or cry: "Then do you know what's wrong?"

"Caomin...Caomin...don't know...." How could Cui Jiu know?

When he was in his twenties, no one cared about him, and he could do whatever he wanted. The old man in Cuijiazhuang was so angry that he wanted to die. I can't take it anymore, because of his existence, the marriage of Cuijiazhuang has become a problem.

There is no way, the Cui family expelled him from the Cui family, and this did not make him repent.

When he saw that no one was looking after him, he immediately felt relaxed all over his body, so... he became even more presumptuous.

However, now Cui Jiu is terribly afraid. He is used to being a rascal, but he dare not face the rascal Ding Siyu.

Ding Tian helped him up: "Sit down and talk, sit down and talk!"

Cui Jiu's legs are weak. Spring should be a refreshing day, but he broke out in a cold sweat, sitting on a chair, crying

"Come on, drink some tea. This is good tea. Pu'er from Yunnan." Ding Tian poured him a big bowl of tea and put it in front of him: "Do you know Yunnan?"

Cui Jiu shook his head: "I don't know."

"Yunnan is the southernmost place of our place. It is like spring all year round. Pu'er tea is produced there. You can brew a pot with a small lump. If you go from here, it will take at least half a year to get there... Ding Tian likes Pu-erh tea, and nothing else, just because a small lump of Pu-erh tea can be brewed in a big pot, the color is still dark, and it is very rich at first glance.

And the color is still there after soaking it several times.

It would be even better if there is an orange Pu'er....

Who knew that he just wanted to talk about some topics so that Cui Jiu would not be so nervous, but Cui Jiu cried while holding a big tea bowl: "I am

Are you about to be exiled? "

Ding Tian was taken aback: "What?"

"Am I going to be exiled to Yunnan?" Cui Jiu cried and said, "I haven't committed any serious crimes? Why did I go into exile? Do I want to go to Yunnan?" It was the first time he heard of that place, and he had to go for more than half a year... ...how far is that?

In this life, can he come back?

"No!" Ding Tian scratched his head, "I just want you to relax..."

But obviously, Cui Jiu didn't believe it!

Ding Tian had no choice but to spread his hands: "Okay, let's not talk about Yunnan anymore, let's talk about something else, you live alone now, it's not a problem to always come in, right? You come in more times, don't bother you, we should annoyed."

Cui Jiu's crying became softer: "Then don't catch me... isn't it over?"

As expected of a rascal, look at his answer.

"But no, you always harass other people's daughters-in-law and kick the widow's door, who can bear it?" Ding Tian pointed to the plate and said, "Eat some snacks, let's have a good talk, okay?"

Cui Jiu stopped crying, and ate some peanuts and melon seeds cautiously, took a sip of tea, and felt that the tea was really delicious...

"Look, you were born and raised in Fucheng, and you are familiar with the neighbors in the neighborhood. You still have a family here. If there are no accidents in this life, you will grow old here, or even die here, am I right? "Ding Tian drank tea with him, and even picked a peanut to eat, um, the old man in North Street hangs the peanut, which is quite delicious.

"So what?" Cui Jiu took another sip of tea. At this time, tea is still very expensive, and it is good for ordinary people to treat guests with only tea leaves.

One more sip is one sip, this is the first time he has had such a strong tea.

"Don't you think about the future?" Ding Tian glanced at him: "Think about it, you are over 30, you should start a family, right?

"

More than 30 years old, even in modern times, can be regarded as the age of late marriage and late childbearing.

What's more, the average life expectancy of ancient people was short. If they didn't marry and have children, he might not be able to see his offspring grow up.