I farmed in ancient times

On the envelope was neatly written "Designed by Juming".

If I remembered correctly, Li Xiurong didn't know a few words, so Jue Ming tore open the letter, and sure enough, the words inside were extremely ugly, and there were many typos.

There are both simplified and traditional characters in ancient times, and Caesar knows most of them, so it is not difficult to read a book on weekdays.

However, depending on how big or small Li Xiurong is, and the ugly words that are missing from time to time, Caesar can only guess.

"Cassia:

It's been a long time since the last farewell. I don't know how Damo Township is now. Has the house been repaired?

The time on the horse is the most boring. My butt hurts so badly that I don’t mention it. Wu Yuan said he was on his way, and he only let him take a rest after more than an hour. I wrote this letter lying on the bedside. "

…………

"However, it's very interesting when we get to the resting place." Li Xiurong rubbed his buttocks and clicked his tongue, "I met a group of people sending off their relatives in Wen County. There are three streets lined up, and there are dozens of suona players."

Li Xiurong paused his pen, scratched his head with the hands he had just rubbed his buttocks, and racked his brains to come up with an idiom on the paper, "It's so empty, everyone in the city went to see it."

"Officer, you can take a bath." Wu Yuan knocked on the door.

Li Xiurong hurriedly pressed the letter under the pillow, stuffed the writing brush into the sleeve, and opened the door for Wu Yuan. After the temperature of the bathtub was adjusted, Li Xiurong took off his clothes and soaked in the bathtub to wander.

After taking a bath, Li Xiurong pulled out the letter paper from under the pillow, licked the tip of the brush, dipped it in ink and continued to struggle.

"On the second day after we left from Yang County, we changed horses and rode. Riding a horse is more fun than riding a car. When you come to Hengzhou, I will take you to ride a horse."

"By the way, you must have never imagined that Wu Yuan's younger brother, Wu Chi, is actually a man of the eldest lady. He wanted to kill me on the way, but he was stopped by Wu Yuan, and he is still tied up."

Thinking of that kid Wu Chi, Li Xiurong gritted his teeth and left a line of slapstick words on the paper.

"I will never spare him when I go back!"

"Brother Jueming, what you said made me realize everything. Now I am studying hard, reading and writing, and when I get back, I will tell Weng Weng that I want to practice martial arts."

"Even if it's for self-defense, you have to practice martial arts."

"It's Hai time, let's not talk about it, the young master is going to sleep, and we have to continue on our way tomorrow."

Li Xiurong wrote the signature, lay down beside the bed and drew a moon under the signature, and a little man lay down beside the bed to sleep.

After sealing the envelope, Li Xiurong tucked it in his bosom. When Wu Yuan went to lead the horses in the morning, he slipped into the street and found a small Xinke shop that he had inquired about in advance. He gave the address and the letter to Xinke and paid. coins.

Back at the inn, Wu Yuan hadn't come yet, Li Xiurong heaved a sigh of relief, and sipped the porridge leisurely.

"Jade Ming, are you going up the mountain?"

Jueming came back to his senses, Uncle Shi was holding a quiver on his back and a new yellow wooden bow in his hand, waving it towards him.

The meaning of showing off is very obvious, but unfortunately, Jueming doesn't understand bows.

With his arm still not fully recovered, Jueming naturally didn't dare to go up the mountain to draw his bow, "No, I just got home and want to take a rest."

"Uncle Shi, have you changed your bow? This bow looks stronger than the old bow." Caesar asked "curiously".

Hearing that Cassia Ming praised his bow, Uncle Shi cheerfully stuffed the bow into Cassia Ming's hand and introduced, "This is an elm bow."

Jue Ming looked at it carefully. Although he didn't know what kind of wood was good for making a bow, he could see that the wood used for this bow had even texture and the bow body was smooth. Even if he pulled it with his hand a little, the bowstring didn't even move.

I don't know how many stone bows this is.

Cassia saw enough and returned it to Uncle Shi, and made an appointment with him before going up the mountain together.

After stuffing Li Xiurong's letter into the envelope, Jue Ming dragged out the rattan basket from under the bed and put the letter at the bottom.

Half a month later, Cassia received another letter.

Opening the letter, there was a crushed gardenia flower inside, Caesar took the flower aside and unfolded the letter paper.

"Cassia:

I'm already home. Although Weng Weng was demoted, he is still in good spirits. He is very happy to hear that I want to study hard, but he doesn't approve of me learning martial arts.

I lied to him that I was cowardly, and if I was hunted down again in the future, I would at least have the strength to fight back.

I told Weng Weng about you and Mrs. Cen, Weng Weng was very happy and said that I would invite you to come here to have a look in the future.

These are gardenias picked in the yard. "

After the signing, Li Xiurong also drew a small flower.

Then hurriedly squeezed a sentence on the last line, which said the address to contact now.

Li Xiurong also politely added "Don't forget to reply".

Jueming asked Chao'an for a pen and paper, and wrote a reply letter by stroke accompanied by the lingering fragrance of gardenia.

……

Gardenias are fragrant. In the open space of a garden in Hengzhou, a young man in red holds a long sword in his hand, and moves smoothly. A summer breeze blows, and the pink petals of the crape myrtle tree are flying. The young man in the flower is holding a sword flower , eyes focused.

"Ah Lang, there is a letter for you."

Wu Yuan was holding an envelope in both hands. Hearing these words, Li Xiurong stopped his movements, couldn't hide the joy on his face, inserted the long sword into the scabbard, snatched the letter from Wu Yuan, and stood beside the crape myrtle tree torn apart.

"Zhan Xin'an:"

Cassia Ming's handwriting is much neater than his own, Li Xiurong nodded, and then looked down.

"Brother Li Xiurong, the house has been repaired."

Signed: Cen Jueming.

Over and over again, only these few words, Li Xiurong read it several times, still only these few words.

Going to bed at night, Li Xiurong took out the letter from his pocket to read, it was still the same words.

After tossing and falling asleep for a while, the insomniac Li Xiurong got up, leaned against the lamp left by the bed, and wrote a letter of seven or eight pages eloquently. At the end, he did not forget to ask "doubtfully" why Jue Ming wrote only a few words in reply , Is there something wrong at home?

After receiving the letter, Jueming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, because there was something wrong with his family, but because of his ugly handwriting, he didn't dare to write too much because he was afraid of exposing too much.

Afraid that the other party would look at their own ugly words, the two of them, one in the south of the sky and the other in the north of the earth, didn't mention it, but they did one thing at the same time.

Practice calligraphy.

Come and go, gardenia blooms and fades, cold comes and summer goes, autumn harvests and winter hides.

When the rattan basket under Cassia Ming's bed was full of Li Xiurong's letters, time had slipped past three years in a blink of an eye.

In the past three years, the Central Plains has been completely stable, with either floods or earthquakes.

The people talked a lot, and the rumor that the Empress Dowager took power and angered God spread to Bianjing through countless mouths.

Far away in a small village in Yang County, Bizhou, just as the sun was shining, a slender young man got up early, punched a set of punches outside the courtyard, and aggressively went to the main room to pick up a confused little boy to wash his face and brush his teeth .

In the past three years, Cassia's height has grown a lot. Cassia measured it himself. According to the modern measurement unit, it is already 1.7 meters. It may be even higher in two years.

"Brother, what are you eating today?" After washing his face, Chao An went to the kitchen, poking his head to watch Cassia cooking.

"Congee and spinach." Jue Ming squinted his eyes and smiled. Under Cen Chaoan's watchful eye, he threw the chopped garlic into the pot and stir-fried a few times. Throw it into the pot.

Chao An's eyes were full of despair.

After breakfast, Father Cen took Chao An to the school, and Jue Ming entered the vegetable garden through the back door of the yard, squatting in the vegetable garden and tinkering with the pile of vegetables.

After clearing the wasteland in the back, Jueming bought blue bricks during the slack season, asked people to fence the vegetable garden, and opened a door in the backyard for the purpose of going to the vegetable garden.

The small vegetable garden grows a variety of vegetables, and Caesar walks through the beans and cucumber racks, looking at the beans that are about to fall off the shelf.

Now that the hot summer has just passed, and the weather is already a bit chilly after an autumn rain, Caesar started to clean up the decayed cucumber leaves, picked up the shriveled and yellowed beans, and kept them as seeds. After cleaning up the vegetable garden, he decided to Ming locked the gate of the courtyard and walked towards the back mountain.

In the past, only hunters set foot on Panshan Mountain. Now not only are people regularly clearing the weeds on the roadside, but also repairing stone steps. Looking inside, there is a place in the mountain that is emitting bursts of green smoke. That location is a mountain temple with constant incense.

Although the mountain god has never manifested his spirit since the "God Seed" incident, this does not prevent the people who pin their faith and hope on the mountain god from coming to contribute sesame oil money.

If the wish is fulfilled, the people are sure that it is the blessing of the mountain god. If it is not fulfilled, the people will reflect on whether they have done something wrong in that place, or are not pious enough.

What most people want is more sincere, for example, someone wants to have a child, a marriage, or a fortune.

Everyone has their own opportunities, so many people have their wishes fulfilled, spreading the word from ten to hundreds, and every March [-]rd festival, Damo Township is almost overwhelmed by crowds.

This also promoted the development of the surrounding areas of Damo Township. On the sandy land where Jue Ming and Li Xiurong stayed during the flood, the county built a wharf, and boats shuttled back and forth in the river, driving the economic development of small vendors along the coast.

All of this, Jue Ming firmly stated that it had nothing to do with him, not even a single copper coin.

The Shiwen Grain Shop is still in operation, but after the flood, Jueming adjusted the price a bit, so as not to arouse the jealousy of his peers, and being beaten in a sack, Jueming never wanted to experience it again.

In the past three years, Cassia has collected all kinds of seeds, but the unintroduced crops are still difficult to find, and Cassia can only slowly explore.

"Autumn Hunting is coming, how are you preparing?" Uncle Shi slapped Cassia Ming, and Cassia Ming quickly moved away sideways, that slap could kill half of his body.

Seeing that Jueming was in a daze but still so vigilant, Uncle Shi withdrew his gesture in satisfaction, and put his arms around Juming's shoulders, "You haven't said where you got the melon you gave Aunt Shi last time."

"The new variety of melons grown in the store is specially given to us to taste." With Uncle Shi's arm pressing on his shoulders, Cassia felt that his legs were as heavy as lead.

In fact, the melon was a small wild melon called "Little Horse Pao" that Cassia saw in the field. It looked like a small watermelon without texture. A bunch of back home and a kind of tasteless melon were crossed countless times to obtain a stable ponytail plant similar to cantaloupe.

Because it tastes sweet, Cassia calls it melon.

Uncle Shi patted his head, "Jade Ming, Uncle Shi has a merciless request."

Jue Ming said seriously: "Master Shi, you are so polite, do you treat me as an outsider?"

"No." Uncle Shi shook his hand, a tinge of red appeared on his tanned face, the corners of his mouth were turned up, and the joy was about to overflow from his face.

Uncle Shi: "Your Aunt Shi is very upset. For some reason, he just wants to eat the melon you brought last time. Do you still have it in your store? Uncle Shi wants to buy some to satisfy your Aunt Shi's hunger."

"Yes, someone will bring some back when I go to the city tomorrow." Jue Ming immediately agreed.

No wonder Uncle Shi's temperament has changed drastically in the past few days. He has changed from a strong man to an Uncle Huaichun who always puts his face in a daze. It turns out that Aunt Shi is happy.

Aunt Shi married Uncle Shi at the age of 15, and later gave birth to Shi Xiaohua. She had nothing to do with each other these years, and the two of them did not force her. Unexpectedly, Aunt Shi went to the mountain temple by chance and begged for a while, and she was really pregnant. .

Caesar wonders if Panshan really has a mountain god.

Uncle Shi came this time to fulfill his vows at the mountain temple for Aunt Shi, and also practiced in the woods.

The autumn hunting mentioned just now was after the stone steps were repaired the year before last, and after many wild animals came down the mountain to make trouble, Li was encouraging the young people in the village to go hunting, not to mention adding a bowl of meat to the family, and by the way, it could keep the mountainside safe.

So it was decided that the autumn hunting would be on October [-] every year.

Cassia Ming was not prepared at all, he was busy looking for all kinds of delicious food these few years, and he hadn't touched bows and arrows for a month.

—Perhaps it's time to practice?