I farmed in ancient times

Aunt Liu was scared away by the fierce appearance of the eldest son of the Cen family, and the more she thought about it after returning home, the more she felt uncomfortable.

When meeting Cen Jueming on weekdays, that kid is very kind, smiling all day long, and treats everyone very well.

It's not as cruel as he showed last night, so he must have pretended to be so fierce last night on purpose!

Aunt Liu, who suddenly came to her senses, was anxious and angry, and two blisters appeared on the corners of her mouth overnight.

"Mother—" Liu Dongmei supported the wall and slowly moved to the door, her pale face was full of pleading, "Mother, it's really none of their business."

"What do you know!" Aunt Liu turned her head and gave Liu Dongmei a hard look, "Mother, this is for you!"

Liu Dongmei leaned against the door frame, her eyes were red.

It shouldn't be like this.

The gate of Liu's courtyard was closed tightly, and people in the village would always spit and scold Aunt Liu for being unkind when they passed by.

Originally, she wanted to marry her daughter to a rich man, and exchange her daughter for 20 taels of dowry. Seeing that he was not letting go, Aunt Liu was rescued by Liu Dongmei to make trouble.

All the way to make a fuss, it turned out that all the iron boards were kicked.

Wang Wenqi already has a family, and the older daughter can go to make soy sauce. Aunt Liu said to Wang Wenqi: You see, your lady can't even have a son after so many years. Why don't you marry Dongmei, who will die? Li has three sons!

Thanks to the good cultivation of the Wang family, they didn't just drive Aunt Liu away with a big broom.

Then Aunt Liu went to look for Dahu again. Dahu was full of tendons, and he was unambiguous in doing farm work. If he was poor, he was poor. Dongmei married and helped the two families to live a good life.

There is also Erhu, Erhu has been praised by the master, saying that Erhu has good talent and can make great achievements in the future.

If Erhu is a Juren in the future, wouldn't the Liu family, who is related to his family, also prosper?

Thinking of this, Aunt Liu went to trouble Da Hu's house, and Da Hu led a few brothers to sit at the door, asking Li Zheng to uphold justice.

Aunt Liu, who was wronged, went home despondently. When she thought that her daughter's leg was instigated by that boy Cen Jueming to cut her, Aunt Liu became hot with anger.

Caesar Ming is a rough man, he can neither do farm work, nor can he become a high official in the future, so he rushes up the mountain all day long.

To put it bluntly, there is still a job as a shopkeeper in the county town, but in the past few years, I have not seen that the Cen family is rich, and they still live in the small dilapidated house at the foot of the mountain.

The next thing to do was to find trouble with Jueming. Aunt Liu went and made trouble, but it was a pity that Jueming stopped the farce.

At night, Jueming tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

This Aunt Liu rarely dealt with each other on weekdays, even Lizheng's grandson dared to make trouble, so she must be not a good person, and when she figured it out, she would definitely make trouble again.

what to do?If Jue Ming was alone, he could find a place to live and let her make trouble at will.

But there are father Cen and Xiao Chaoan at home, and father Cen is still teaching in the village middle school, so it is impossible to just leave.

— No, evasion is not the solution to the problem.

Jueming turned over, with thousands of melancholy in his mind, and finally thought in a daze: Soldiers come to cover the water and earth, that's it.

After relaxing, Cassia fell into a deep sleep within a few breaths.

At the same time, on the bed in the main room, Cen Daonian hugged his youngest son and opened his eyes to look at the pitch-black roof.

Cassia, tonight... Forget it, he probably thought too much.

Cen Chaoan arched in Cen Daonian's arms, muttering something in his sleep in a daze.

Patting his youngest son on the back, Cen Daonian slowly fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Jueming got up with dark circles under his eyes, yawned and went to East Kitchen to cook.

Aunt Liu made a fuss for three days in a row, she was so frightened by Jueming last night, she didn't come today.

Feeling relieved, Jueming took out the things he bought yesterday, showed him to Father Cen, and pushed him into the house to see if the clothes fit.

Everyone has a share, Chao An directly put the apricot red thin jacket on his body, pulled Cassia Ming and asked if it looked good.

Cen Chaoan's fair and pretty face was made even whiter by the apricot red.

Cen Daonian came out of the house, wearing a raven-colored robe that was just right, it was cool in the morning, and he felt like he was going to sweat wearing this thin jacket.

After taking off his clothes, Cen Daonian was very satisfied, and the words came out of his mouth, with a hint of blame, "You spent money to buy these again."

The accusation is false, and it is true that he doesn't want Jue Ming to buy so many things with his own money.

When Jueming heard it, he laughed and asked Chao'an to take off his clothes, wash his hands and eat.

After breakfast, it is customary for Jueming to go to the backyard to look at the vegetables he grew.

It's getting colder now, and the vegetables in the backyard have long since gone out of business.

In his spare time, Cen Daonian would carry a hoe to weed and plow the fields. The furrows were straightened by him. Cassia carefully stepped on the ridges and sprinkled the vegetable seeds from last year on the field.

After October, there are only a few kinds of winter dishes, green peppers, radishes, and Chinese cabbage.

And the spinach that Cen Chaoan hates the most.

After planting the seeds in the ground, Caesar planted a row of garlic in the corner.

When it snows, stew a large pot of radish and mutton soup with onion and garlic, sit around the stove, hold a bowl, and eat the baked crispy pie while drinking.

Thinking about it this way, Caesar wished he could grow radishes and garlic right now.

The blue beads have been useless for a long time, and Cassia has been unable to find any new seeds.

All the cassia seeds that can be fiddled with here have been tried to hybridize with it.There are already five books of hybridization experiment records, which are divided into field crops, commercial crops, common edible vegetables, and edible fruits according to crop categories.

There are many fruits that require cutting techniques, and Cassia has never dabbled here, so there is no progress, and he can only fiddle with the crops that grow in the ground.

Here, Cassia has not eaten watermelon for three years. At the Shiwen Grain Shop, Cassia provided seeds and grain at first, but last year it switched to let farmers plant the land, and Cassia bought the grain they grew.

Taking advantage of the small price difference in the middle, the income of Shiwen Grain Shop has been falling all the way, and the accountant once wondered if he had miscalculated the accounts.

The sky was gloomy, it seemed that it was going to rain at any moment, Jueming stopped thinking about it, planted good vegetables, took a few buckets of well water and sprinkled it on, and went back to the house.

At this time in previous years, the people who have worked hard for a year finally have time to catch their breath and take advantage of the winter to rest.

The winter wheat in the field has been planted, and those who have not planted are planning to let the field rest and bury enough fertilizer, so that the rice planted in the coming year will grow better.

Although many people are illiterate, the principle of not asking too much from nature has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has long become common sense.

Watching the sky gradually turn from gloomy to red, and the cold wind blowing from the side of the mountain, Jueming changed into the thin jacket he just bought, and went to the town with a bamboo basket on his back to buy a lot of vegetables and meat.

In the evening, the cumulonimbus clouds that had been brewing for a day finally dropped the rain. At the border of autumn and winter, the rain was like ice. Caesar took two oil-paper umbrellas and went along the path to pick up Cen's father and Cen Chao'an.

The three of them held umbrellas and endured the cold and damp air to go home. Cassia had stewed chicken soup, had dinner early, and went to bed separately.

Aunt Liu still wanted to go to Nao Cen's house, but she always started to get unlucky in the past few days. Either the chicken coop at home collapsed in the middle of the night, the chickens flew around, or she fell and knocked out half of her teeth while walking on the flat road.

The things that were put aside casually can be found in the blink of an eye. When I go to bed at night, there is no wind, but the door frame is rattling, and there are bursts of teeth-stinging sounds coming from the door frame.

The weirdest time was when Aunt Liu was alone in the yard with her back facing the gate, and was suddenly hit by a stone. Aunt Liu immediately turned around and cursed, but found that the door was empty.

There was no one on the road outside the door.

The blue sky and white sun were not done by humans, could it be that ghosts did it?

Thinking of this, Aunt Liu gave two shocks, cried and went to the mountain temple to repent, saying that she would never try to torment the boys in the village again.

Strange to say, since Aunt Liu went to the mountain temple, those strange things never happened again.

The villagers didn't say anything on the surface, closed the gate, and muttered in private, could it be that Aunt Liu really offended the mountain god?

Cen Daonian never gossips in front of the children, but when Jue Ming went to find Uncle Shi, he heard what Uncle Shi said.

The only person in the village who was busy minding his own business had already left, and Jueming couldn't figure out who did it.

While Cassia was curious, his heart shook.

——Could it be that the mountain god really appeared?

Aunt Liu calmed down, and the tranquility at the foot of the mountain finally returned to the past.

Someone far away in Yang County put down the book in his hand, touched his youngest son's face, and quietly listened to the report on the affairs of Da Mo Township.

Seeing that the weather was getting colder, Jueming took out the stove from the west wing, connected the exhaust pipe, and let it out through the small opening reserved for the window of the main room.

It's getting colder.

Cassia began to drill up the mountain frequently, collecting dead branches and storing them in the firewood pile in the backyard as firewood.

Because Uncle Shi's leg was injured and Aunt Shi was pregnant again, the Cen's family took care of him a lot, and many people in the village helped Uncle Shi do some heavy work.

Seeing that the puddles were frozen in the morning, Caesar wrapped in a thick cotton jacket and cotton shoes and went to Shantang Town.

There was a charcoal seller in the town, and he negotiated the price with others. Jueming led the charcoal seller to lead the donkey cart to the foot of Panshan Mountain in Damo Township, and carried them up the mountain one by one.

After unloading two carts of charcoal, one for Shi's family and one for Cen's family, Caesar invited someone to drink hot tea at his house, and paid the charcoal seller the remaining copper coins.

After moving the charcoal to Uncle Shi's woodshed, he greeted Uncle Shi, and Caesar started to walk back.

"Cassia!" Aunt Shi shouted loudly, and when Cassia heard it, she walked even faster, and Aunt Shi hurriedly said, "Come on, Aunt Shi made you a pair of shoes, see if they fit."

Hearing this, Jue Ming immediately turned around, as if he wasn't the one who was in a hurry to go home just now, he laughed and went to look for Aunt Shi.

Now Uncle Shi asked someone to build a narrow wooden bed and put it in the main room. Because the stove was burning in the room, his legs were only covered with a thin quilt.

With an awl in his hand, Uncle Shi clumsily pierced holes in the sole of the shoe so that Aunt Shi could sew the upper.

Aunt Shi was sitting next to Uncle Shi, holding a pair of cotton shoes in her hand.

Cassia's eyes lit up.

If Aunt Shi was talking about money, he would slip away faster than anyone else, but if Aunt Shi was talking about needlework, Jueming would have the cheek to go over there.

Nothing less than other things, Aunt Shi's needlework is excellent, and the shoes in her hands are like tailor-made, light and light to wear, but extremely warm.

The shoes I bought in the town are always heavy and don't follow my feet. After wearing them a few times, they are not as warm as when I first bought them.

"Aunt Shi is fine at home, only her hands can move. Seeing that it's getting cold, you three are still wearing thin shoes. These shoes are made for you. Don't dislike Aunt Shi's thick stitches." Aunt Shi smiled, One speech makes people feel extremely ironed from head to toe.

While talking, he handed the shoes to Cassia. The smaller one was from Chaoan, with tiger whiskers embroidered on it, and the bigger one belonged to Father Cen and himself. Rough?

Cassia was hugging him hurriedly, his rude look fell in Uncle Shi's eyes, and Uncle Shi couldn't help laughing, and when he didn't pay attention, the awl stuck in his hand made his expression freeze in pain.

Aunt Shi glanced at him reproachfully, then turned her head and said, "Thanks to your help during this time, Aunt Shi will make you some thicker pairs when the cats are wintering."

"Enough is enough." Jue Ming said hastily: "I still have last year's ones at home, and I bought some. Aunt Shi, don't always do needlework, it's a waste of time."

"I know it in my heart, here, this is a small vest for Chaoan, he is small and can't help being cold." Aunt Shi stuffed the light yellow suede vest to Cassia.

When Caesar left Shi's home to go home, the sky had no idea when it started, or where it started, the snow seeds began to fall.

Winter is really here.