Ding Tian's Ancient Life

Riding in an oxcart is slow, but because it is spring now, the scenery is beautiful, and the journey is pleasant. I also chatted with the old man for a long time. Listening to the old man talking about ancient times is Ding Tian's favorite thing^

He felt that some of the experience of the old man could be summed up much better than that of the young man, which could save him a few detours.

It was almost noon, and they also arrived at Hujia Village.

Hujia Village is not what it used to be, but the head of Hujia Village, like Dingjia Village, is the son of the head of the village. The head of the village is the original head of Hujia Village.

It's a bit of a lineage passing on the position.

Although there are fewer people in Hujia Village, there is still a scholar in Hujia Village so far. Therefore, the three villages of Hujia Village, Xinglong Village and Guashan Village all respect Hujia Village. Even if there are fewer people in Hujia Village, there is still a head the village

Naturally, Ding Tian went to find his uncle with the pig's hind legs on his shoulders.

The old head of the village asked his son to drive the ox cart to find the head of the village to discuss important matters.

Ding Tian's arrival surprised his uncle: "What's wrong?"

He thought his nephew had something to do.

"The pig has been slaughtered at home, so give pork to uncle." Ding Tian not only brought the hind leg of the pig, he also brought a piece of pork weighing about five or six catties, whether it was cured bacon or cut up Eat, it's all good meat full of oil and water.

In addition, I brought two meat sausages and two blood sausages.

Ding Tian came directly to the private school.

In other words, this private school is a courtyard house, with pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the east and west rooms, and a dormitory for children who come to school from other villages. The two are classrooms for children's enlightenment, and the middle lobby is dedicated to the portrait of Confucius.

Ding Tian stood at the door and called a passing schoolboy to send a message, asking his uncle to come out to meet him, probably because parents often gave gifts to his uncle (the one seemed to be called Shu Xiu), and the child, who was no stranger at all, went to call out the husband.

Ding Tian will never forget the proper etiquette: "The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, give uncle a gift in advance, hehehe...

Hu Wei smiled: "You child."

Hearing that he came with the old village chief, Hu Wei was relieved.

"Dinning at my uncle's house at noon." Uncle Hu's family turned around and told the children...school is over!

Ding Tian smiled awkwardly, and followed his uncle back to his uncle's house next door.

When I opened the door, I found that there were still people inside. A gray-haired woman was feeding the dozen or so hens raised by my uncle. She was taken aback when she saw his uncle came back: "Sir, you came back so early? Haven't made lunch yet?" Lie?"

"Aunt Cui, my nephew came to see me and brought pork over here, so you can clean it up." Hu Wei said vigorously, "Fry two more dishes, and pour a pot of the good wine that Mr. Zhang sent last time."

"Hey!" Aunt Cui quickly took the things in Ding Tian's hand and went to the kitchen.

Ding Tian asked Hu Wei after entering the room: "Who is this Aunt Cui?"

"Oh, the woman I hired, help me take care of the house, you know, there is no woman in the house, she escaped, just an old woman, I think she is pitiful, just right, I am short of manpower, so I hire After leaving her, the wages are one or two taels of silver a year for food and housing, and she does not go to the fields, but does the housework." Hu Wei said it lightly, but in fact he is an all-round housekeeper who does housework.

Except for warming the bed, Aunt Cui probably had to do all the work, but Ding Tian didn't say anything when he saw that his uncle was more airy than when he saw him last time.

Besides, one tael of silver is not too much, and it is a big advantage to hire such a capable person.

It was only later that Ding Tian found out that Aunt Cui would not sell herself as a slave, otherwise his uncle would have bought her.

Uncle didn't know that he was here for business, he just thought that he was sending pork to him, and he was very happy to be missed by his elder nephew.

The lunch is very rich.

Scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts, fried bean sprouts with shredded pork, poached pork belly and stir-fried pork belly with chili, all go well with rice.

Big white rice, a pot, enough for two people to eat.

"Uncle, have you passed the betrothal gift?" Ding Tian had nothing to chat with this uncle, but it would be a good topic to chat about his uncle's marriage.