rushing a fool to farm

The days go by very quickly during the slack season, and the season turns from autumn to winter in a blink of an eye.Zheng San used the money to make two sets of winter clothes for himself and Brother Chu, and Brother Chu was overjoyed to receive the winter clothes.

Zheng San asked: "Chu Qing, are you going home this winter? If you go back, you have to leave now."

Chu Qing shook her head and said, "No, I haven't finished my work yet, so I can't just leave casually. A man must show loyalty."

After hearing Chu Qing's words, Zheng San felt a little relieved.He thinks that Brother Chu should go back, after all Yiling is not far from Ying, and Brother Chu should go home to see his parents and brothers during Chinese New Year.But he privately felt that the two of them were more companionable.

It was impossible for him to go home, not to mention the long distance, even before he left Zheng Guo, he hadn't returned home for several years.Every time he went home, his elder brother and sister-in-law were dissatisfied with him. He learned to behave well later, and he didn't go back to complain about his elder brother and sister-in-law, so he lived alone.If little brother Chu also left this year, he would be the only one left in the room, and he would be so lonely after the New Year's Eve dinner.Besides, the family raises pigs, chickens and ducks, and he can't do it alone, so he needs a helper.

A few days later, the weather became colder and colder. Zheng San and Brother Chu took the family's chickens and ducks to restaurants and restaurants in the town to sell them.They can't finish eating such a group of chickens and ducks, and they can make money by selling them.At the end of the year, the restaurants and restaurants were doing well, and there were also a lot of chicken and duck sales. Zheng San made a lot of money.After earning chicken and duck money, Zheng San bought a lot of new year's goods in the town, all of which were carried on Brother Chu's back.

When we went back, it was snowing lightly, and Zheng San was elated when he saw it.The auspicious snow heralds a good year, and if it snows in winter, there will be a good harvest in the coming year.Seeing Xuehua, Brother Chu also stopped and looked up at Feixue.Zheng San noticed a chicken feather on Brother Chu's head, and hurriedly told him to bow down, and reached out to remove it for him.

"Maru, Maru! Where have you been?"

"Grandpa, I'm here."

"Maru, Maru! Where have you been?"

"Grandpa, I'm here!"

"Maru, Maru! Where have you been?"

"Grandpa, I'm here!!! Can you stop calling me by my nickname?!"

……

Zheng San turned around and saw an old man with a beard and gray hair, followed by a handsome young man in his twenties.The old man Zheng San knew him, he was his good neighbor, the musician Zhao who played the piano with the sheep.The young man in his twenties next to him seemed to be his grandson.The old musician Zhao was dazzled and deaf, and the young man stood in front of him, but he was anxious to find someone. The two of them couldn't hear what they said. It was so fun.The young man got anxious and pulled his arm. Only then did Zhao Yue realize that his grandson was by his side, and the two continued to walk on the street.

Zheng San originally wanted to go up to say hello, but he felt that Master Zhao Music probably couldn't hear him, and he wouldn't recognize him, so he just thought about it.Zheng San gave Brother Chu a hand, and said, "Chu Qing, let's go back, what else do you want to buy?"

Chu Qing shook her head very consciously, and said, "You don't need to buy anything, as long as you can eat the rice cooked by Brother Zheng."

"Are you hungry? Then I'll go back and cook for you."

Hearing Brother Chu's remarks, Zheng San was in a trance.His cooking skills are actually not very good, but Chu Qing is a low-demand guy who eats a lot, and he feels delicious in everything he eats, so he is so easy to raise.

The two walked home slowly, and the snow on the road was getting bigger and bigger, like goose feathers.Back home, the snow continued to fall.Zheng San heaved a sigh of relief, picked up Xiao Huang who was walking around him at his feet, and said, "I'm finally home. Fortunately, I came back early, and the snow will be knee-deep in a while."

Brother Chu unloaded the New Year's necessities on his shoulders, and Zheng San sorted out the messy goods. The two of them sharpened their knives and killed chickens, and made a pot of stewed chicken with mushrooms, not to mention how delicious it was.After the Four Heroes of Chu left, no one robbed Brother Chu for food. Zheng San felt that Brother Chu's food was quite refined, and the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it was.

"The Master said: Disciple enters with filial piety, exits with fraternity, sincere and trustworthy, loves all and is kind to others, and studies literature if he has spare capacity in doing..."

Zheng San was cutting meat on the cutting board, and the sound of reading floated into his ears.Zheng San raised his head, a little surprised.There seems to be no scholars around here, just a bunch of uneducated idiots.Hearing the sound of reading at this time, Zheng San felt refreshed.

"The Master said: A gentleman should not compare himself to one another, and a villain should not compare himself to one another.  …"

The sound of reading was still going on, Zheng San fried the sliced ​​meat and two vegetarian dishes, and he was in a good mood.

Zheng San scrambled eggs, while Brother Chu filled the stove with firewood.Zheng San asked: "Chu Qing, did you go to school before?"

"I've been there, for a few years."

"What? Don't you like it?"

Brother Chu nodded, and said, "I don't always understand what Mr. said."

Zheng San had already guessed that this was the case, and he was not surprised that brother Chu couldn't read.One is that the structure of his head is too simple, and the other is that people with well-developed limbs generally have poor brains.Now that there are many illiterate people on the street, Brother Chu still has a lot of kung fu, which is much better than someone who can't read or write.

Zheng San cooked a total of six dishes. At the end of the year, he had to reward himself, and brother Chu by the way.

"Flying the other cypress boats, also sailing the other streams. If you are insomnia, if you have hidden worries. If you have no wine, you can swim with Ao..."

The sound of reading is still going on, and now it has changed from Analects of Confucius to Book of Songs.Zheng San and Brother Chu brought the food into the hall, and Xiao Huang wandered around at their feet, yelling loudly from time to time.Zheng San generously gave it a bowl of broth with rice and two big bones.

"Come on Zhongzi, never go beyond my garden, never break my sandalwood tree. How dare you love him? I'm afraid of people who talk too much. Zhong can cherish it, and people who talk too much can also be feared..."

"Pfft!..." Zheng San sprayed out the chicken soup he drank into his mouth.Boss Cai's affectionate appearance suddenly appeared in his mind.What is wrong with this man's recitation, but "Jiang Zhongzi"?

"Brother Zheng, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Brother Chu asked quickly.

Zheng San waved his hand and said, "It's all right, I drank the soup too fast and choked."

"The wind and rain are like darkness, and the rooster crows endlessly. Now that you see a gentleman, is Yunhu not happy?..."

It was Boss Cai who read it to him again.Zheng San finished his meal depressed, and suddenly felt that people who were studying were not fresh at all.It's not good to obediently read etiquette and morality, why do you have to read these?

As night fell, Zheng San boiled water, took a look at the back of the pigsty during the interval, and added some straw to the pigsty and stable.A few piglets have grown up a lot, and there are still a few chickens and ducks left. From tomorrow onwards, the burden of feeding the chickens and ducks will be greatly reduced, and he can happily live a good year.

The snow was still falling, Zheng San went back to the kitchen, the water was already boiled.He shouted: "Chu Qing, do you want to wash? If you want to wash, come here quickly, the water is already boiled!"

Brother Chu responded with a cry and came over with a change of clothes in his arms, and Zheng San went out to watch the snow.Although the snow is still falling, the snowflakes are smaller.Zheng San stretched out his hand to grab it, leaving only some water stains on his palm.

"The sky lasts forever. The reason why the sky and the earth can last forever is because they do not grow on their own, so they can live forever. It is because the saints are behind their bodies and live first, and outside their bodies to survive. Isn't it because of their selflessness? That is why they can become selfish. … "

The people who were studying were still studying, but Zheng San suddenly lost the mood to appreciate the snow.

Damn, why is this scholar so annoying?Studying hard in such a cold day, doesn't it seem that other people are particularly uneducated and lazy? It's just infuriating!More importantly, the sound of reading is getting louder and louder, making people fall asleep?

He looked up, walked a few steps in the direction of the sound, and then walked a few steps.A person was slowly moving down with a snowball in his arms, slowly rolling towards him.Zheng San wiped his eyes to make sure he didn't see a ghost.This is a living person.

Through the light of the snow, Zheng San vaguely recognized that this was a young man, holding a ball of snow in his arms, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, and was diligently reading the words on the bamboo slips.Based on his impression, Zheng San felt that this person should be a young man from Zhao Leshi's family.There is no one studying here. This young man has just arrived, and he is the only one out of ten.

Zheng San was attracted by this strange appearance, and couldn't help asking: "Brother, what are you doing?"

The young man was disturbed and said angrily, "Didn't you see? I'm studying."

Zheng San felt that he looked at him as if he was looking at a fool, and his tone was somewhat displeased: "Brother, I naturally know that you are studying, but it is already midnight, and you will disturb the neighbors around if you read so loudly."

The young man finally put down the bamboo slips and said: "So that's the case, I'm wrong, I read it quietly."

But Zheng San was still very curious, and asked: "Little brother, can you tell me why you hold the snowball to study?"

The young man had the opportunity to show off his knowledge, and said happily: "Brother, you don't understand this. It is said that when King Goujian of Yue tried to restore his country, he worked very hard. He often held ice in winter and held fire in summer. I am following the example Ancient people, study hard. Sure enough, I imitated this method today, and my whole body is refreshed."

"Don't you feel cold?"

The young man sniffed and said, "It's a bit."

"With all due respect, if you study like this, you will get sick. It's better to study at home."

The young man still looked at Zheng San like an idiot who didn't know how to do it. He said firmly, "Thank you for your concern, brother. I am determined to study hard, and no matter what the weather is, I dare not slack off in the slightest."

After all, the young man lowered his head to pick up the bamboo slips, but his movements were slow, and he failed to pick them up after several attempts.Zheng San handed it to him kindly, and said, "What's your name? You belong to Zhao Yueshi's family."

"My name is Jiang Wan. Teacher Zhao Yue is my grandfather. I came to this countryside from Yingdu to find a quiet place to study hard. In the future, like Wu Qi, I will become the king's counselor." At the end, he sighed. : "Alas...Actually, you won't understand what I'm talking about. People in the country can't read, how can they understand these things?..."

Although Xiao Jiang read loudly, was very noisy, hated talking and rushed a little, but it didn't prevent Zheng San from secretly admiring his determination and ambition.He said: "Then read it carefully, I will go back first, so you must read it softly."

Zheng San walked back to his yard, and Brother Chu ran across the hall with his upper body bare. He has a strong body, with six-pack abs looming.Zheng San was envious for a while, and said, "You forgot to take your coat again?" Brother Chu responded, and hurried back to the room to flip through the clothes.

"It's a cold day, can't you put on the changed clothes first and then find the clean ones?"

Brother Chu poked his head out of the room while changing his clothes, and said, "That's right, why didn't I think of it?"

A scream pierced the night sky, and only a loud bang was heard. There was a big hole in the roof of Zheng San's house, and there was also a crooked person lying on the ground. Several scrolls of bamboo slips were scattered around, very messy.Zheng San was still in shock, the hole was only a few feet away from where he was standing, and the man almost fell on top of him.Little brother Chu was also taken aback, and ran over to kick the person lying on the ground, who had already passed out.

Zheng San naturally recognized the person, and it was Xiao Jiang.As for how he fell to his house, Zheng San felt that it was the result of the acceleration of gravity.The snowball got bigger and bigger, rolled down the slope, and finally rolled to his house.

"Brother Zheng, did this person fall from the sky? An assassin?"

Zheng San shook his head: "This is Xiao Jiang, the grandson of Zhao Leshi's family." He looked up at the big black hole above his head, snowflakes floated down from the hole, and evenly sprinkled on the floor of the main room.Zheng San was heartbroken, the roof had already broken twice.But looking at Xiao Jiang's well-dressed clothes, he is not a quack like the Four Heroes of Chu, so he probably has money to pay him.

Zheng San helped him up from the ground, and shook him hard twice.Jiang Wan woke up and said quietly, "Why did I come here?"

Zheng San cut to the chase: "Xiao Jiang, you broke the roof of my house."

Jiang Wan looked up and saw a big black hole.He aligned his fingers and said, "Sir, what should we do then?"

"What should I do? Compensate."

Xiao Jiang said seriously: "I have no money. Scholars don't talk about money."

Brother Chu squeezed his fist, and his fingers rattled.

Seeing Brother Chu, Xiao Jiang became trembling: "Yes...it's like this, I came here to study with peace of mind, so I didn't take any money, so as not to have a different heart..."

Zheng San's expectant gaze dimmed, and he said: "You don't have one, Master Zhao Yue should have one, right? He is your grandfather, so he should help you pay for it."

Jiang Wan blushed, and continued to point fingers: "Mother... Mother told me that I must not spend any money from grandpa, and I can only live and eat at his place."

Zheng San said displeased: "Then you should show something, are you planning to work at my place to repay the debt?"

Jiang Wan excitedly said: "I'm just a scholar, how can I do the work of these rough people!

"Then what do you want?"

"Otherwise...otherwise...I'll read and read poems for you, big brother. I used to read to my mother, and every time I read an article, I could get a piece of money..."

Zheng San said solemnly: "I'm not your mother, and just now you said that scholars don't talk about money."

The atmosphere suddenly became dull, Jiang Wan pointed fingers silently, looked at the floor and remained silent.

"Brother Zheng, what should I do?" Brother Chu turned to Xiao Jiang, and said, "You are a scholar, how can you not know good from bad. If you break something and don't accompany you, isn't this a robber?"

Xiao Jiang blushed anxiously: "I... I am not, how can you say that I am a scholar... a robber?"

Zheng San was also worried when he saw the big hole, it was so dark, and the weather was cold, the hole was not easy to repair.But if it leaks, the house will be cold, how much snow will accumulate in the hall tomorrow.In the blink of an eye, Zheng San's barren mind suddenly had a great idea.He took Xiao Jiang's shoulders and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiang, do you like reading very much?"

Xiao Jiang nodded honestly.

"Brother Zheng will give you a good place to read. You can hold the snowball and read all night. Let's discuss compensation tomorrow, how about it?"

Xiao Jiang smiled: "It's so good."

Ever since, on a dark, windy and snowy night, Zheng San's house had a spectacle on the roof.The young man blocked the hole in the tile with his body, lying on his stomach in the snow, holding several scrolls of bamboo slips in his hand.But this time Xiao Jiang didn't seem to be studying anymore, he could only hear humming from the ceiling.

Brother Chu said: "The book this brother reads is really strange, it sounds a bit like wind."

Zheng San yawned, and said, "Nothing, go to sleep, thanks to Xiao Jiang, our roof is not leaking."

The author has something to say: Someone has procrastinated again and hasn't updated the article for many days. I really feel sorry for the audience.There are two more updates today, so stay tuned.Thank you to everyone who left a message, especially thank you for not turning to me for mine, someone loves you! p(^O^)q