Crossover boy farming

This morning it was rare to have to get up early to go up the mountain, Zhang Wuliang woke up naturally after sleeping, and stayed in bed with Chen Xiaonian for a while before getting up, the moment he left the bed, he was shocked by the air-conditioning outside: "Hiss, why is it so cold today? "

"It seems that the temperature has dropped." Chen Xiaonian took out the padded jacket that he had been drying in the sun a few days ago from the cabinet, handed it to him and said, "Brother Zhang, don't wear that, just put this on."

Zhang Wuliang took it over and put it on, and felt better. He stretched out his body with a shiver, and said, "The temperature is dropping too fast. It was still autumn a few days ago, and now it's winter all of a sudden." .”

"Haha, that's right." Chen Xiaonian smiled seeing him like that.Then he took the thick padded jacket and put it on: "It's like this every year, I'm used to it."

The two of them got dressed and went out, Zhang Wuliang pushed open the door, hey, it was full of fog outside, and the visibility was less than two meters, so he said why the sky outside was not as bright as before because he got up late today.

Aunt Zhang over there heard the noise, and also pushed the door out: "Daniu? Xiaonian? Are you up?"

"Ah? Hmm..." Zhang Wuliang responded; "Get up, mother." Chen Xiaonian also replied, and the two went to the main room.

"Huh?" Zhang Wuliang went to the main room and looked around: "Isn't Little Shitou up yet?"

"Nope," Aunt Zhao said, "Don't wake him up in this cold weather. I'll go and clean up the warm house, and I'll call him over there when it gets warmer."

"Okay," Zhang Wuliang said, "I'll go with you."

Then the three of them moved to the warm room again.

The warm room is next to the kitchen. It is a room with a small stove and a big kang.

The climate here in Taohe Village is very strange. According to Zhang Wuliang, the spring and summer in Yaohe Village are like the south of China, warm, humid and rainy;

Autumn and winter are as dry, cold and snowy as in the north.

So people here have two kinds of houses.One is with a bed, the other is with a kang. The house with a kang is also called a warm house. I usually sleep in a house with a bed. When it is cold in winter, I burn the warm house. The whole family stays in the house during the day, but I will go back to my room to sleep at night.

Zhang Wuliang brought firewood from the firewood room, Mrs. Zhao went in to clean the stove, filled the pot with water and heated it up, and Chen Xiaonian used this water to scrub the kang table, tables, chairs, and cabinets, and the kang was almost hot when it was cleaned up. He took out the quilt from the cabinet and put it on, Zhang Wuliang pulled out a thick curtain and hung it outside the door, the warm house was tidied up.

Zhang Wuliang went to Zhang Zhenyong's room to wake him up. Seeing that he had already woken up, he thought it was too cold outside and didn't think about it. When he heard that the kang was burned, he immediately got up from the bed, put on his clothes, and ran to the warm room. Zhang Wuliang couldn't even stop him.

In the warm room, Mrs. Zhao is sitting on the kang and tidying up the new jacket that has not been finished before. In the pot, there are sweet potato and millet porridge, and corn buns that have been steamed before. Chen Xiaonian is adding firewood to the stove. All three meals are cooked here, and water is added to the pot and boiled for drinking, washing, and use. It doesn't take too much firewood.

Zhang Zhenyong ran in like a gust of wind, ran directly to the kang, lifted the quilt and burrowed in. The cotton shoes on his feet were kicked far away by him: "Huh...he came back to life."

"You child, this will freeze you to death?" Aunt Zhao joked: "When I had to play in the snow in the yard before, I didn't see you say it was cold."

"Hey." Zhang Zhenyong took the cup handed over by his brother-in-law, and smiled, resolutely refusing to answer the question.Then he saw his elder brother open the curtain and come in, patted his side, and said: "Brother, come quickly, it's warm here."

"Well, I see." Zhang Wuliang took off his coat, picked up his shoes and put them away.

Then he sat on the edge of the kang, took off his shoes, looked at Chen Xiaonian who was still adding firewood, and said, "Just let him burn the firewood there by himself, and come up quickly."

Chen Xiaonian nodded, seeing that everything was almost packed, he got on the kang from the other side, sat next to Aunt Zhao, took the jacket next to him and began to sew.

Zhang Wuliang looked at it and asked, "Is this mine?"

"That's right." Chen Xiaonian raised his head and smiled at him, and said, "When I went up the mountain before, my mother already made the small stones, so I can only make yours."

Zhang Wuliang said: "Then you have to do it quickly, I'm just waiting to wear new clothes."

Chen Xiaonian glared at him: "How can it be so fast? Besides, even if it is made, it will have to wait until the Chinese New Year to wear it."

Aunt Zhao also said next to her: "That's right, Xiaonian made this dress with great care, and the stitches are dense. Don't you think it will take a little longer?"

Zhang Wuliang didn't understand these things, but seeing Chen Xiaonian's shy look, he was obviously being teased, he smiled: "Then I'm not in a hurry, take your time."

Soon, the porridge in the pot boiled, and the scent of millet porridge filled the whole room. Smelling the scent, Zhang Zhenyong's stomach made a gurgling sound. He buried his head in the quilt amid Zhang Wuliang's loud laughter, his eyes closed. But he secretly looked at the pot on the stove: he was already hungry.

Chen Xiaonian was infected by Zhang Wuliang's laughter, he raised the corner of his mouth and lifted the quilt and got off the kang, Zhang Zhenyong's eyes lit up instantly, he didn't care about Zhang Wuliang's ridicule, he also got off the kang, busy helping his brother-in-law Handing the bowl to the spoon, Zhang Wuliang laughed even louder, and Chen Xiaonian couldn't stand it any longer: "I know how to laugh, come down to eat soon."

"Okay..."

After breakfast, the whole family went back to nest on the kang. Zhang Wuliang leaned on the top of the kang and chatted with them. After watching Aunt Zhao and Chen Xiaonian making clothes for a while, he sighed boredly.

Hey, in ancient times, there was no TV, no mobile phone, and no books, so it’s too boring to just sit around like this, not to mention him, Zhang Zhenyong is also very boring, Aunt Zhao and Chen Xiaonian can still make clothes anyway, they just Can sit here.

Zhang Wuliang looked at Zhang Zhenyong who was lying on the kang next to him, playing with the quilt boredly, and suddenly said: "Little Shitou, why don't I teach you how to read?"

"Huh?" Zhang Zhenyong looked at him suspiciously, even Chen Xiaonian and Aunt Zhao raised their heads.

The more Zhang Wuliang thought about it, the more he felt that this was feasible. He still learned a few words from Zhang Xiucai, but Zhang Zhenyong had no one to teach him. What a kid, who is already old, doesn't even know a single word. I can't justify it.

There is nothing wrong with him now, so it is better to teach Zhang Zhenyong.Anyway, judging from the words in his memory, it is obvious that they have tended to simplified characters. With memory comparison, he will never teach them wrong.

So he looked at Zhang Zhenyong and said, "How is it? Do you want to learn?"

Of course Zhang Zhenyong wanted to learn. Since he was a child, he had heard people in the village talk about Zhang Juren and how powerful he was. Zhang Zhenyong didn't understand what the villagers said about his beautiful wife, beautiful family, prosperity and wealth.

But the envious and admiring eyes of the villagers deeply affected him.

Zhang Juren studied, and it is an enviable and respectable thing to pass the examination of a scholar. This concept has always been in Zhang Zhenyong's mind. He wants to study and become an admirable person like Zhang Juren.

But he didn't know how to study or where to study.

Because there is no place to teach people to read in Taohe Village, he had no choice but to bury this wish in his heart.

Because he knows that his elder brother has worked hard, he can no longer use this matter to trouble his elder brother.

But now the eldest brother tells him that he can teach himself because he can read. Zhang Zhenyong is shocked, excited, and a little bit unbelievable. He doesn't know how to describe his current mood. Of course, if he lives in modern times, Then he will know that this is completely an orphan who has lived frugally since he was a child, and never eats the next meal.Suddenly his biological parents found him and told him the feeling of his family's countless wealth waiting for him to go back to inherit, or the literary point is: the feeling of looking for him thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly looking back, that person is in a dimly lit place.

Zhang Wuliang saw that Zhang Zhenyong stayed there after he said that sentence: "Little Shitou, little Shitou, what's wrong with you? Don't you want to learn?"

Think about it, too, when children are just playing, how many love to learn, hey, pity his heart that is ready to move, he died before he was born, and the hero burst into tears.

Zhang Wuliang silently rejected the hard-working teacher with bitter tears: "Forget it, if you don't..."

"No! I want to learn!" Before Zhang Wuliang finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Zhenyong.

"Really?!" Zhang Wuliang didn't expect that he could give himself a surprise.

"En!" Zhang Zhenyong nodded firmly: "I want to read and write, and I will be like Zhang Juren in the future!"

"Good, good." Although Zhang Wuliang said so, he didn't take his words to heart. Ten years of hard work, it is not easy to be named on the gold list.And as a child, no one will believe the bold words and lofty ambitions at this time. When he was a child, he was inspired to be a policeman, but he ended up doing sales.

But it is good for children to have dreams, and they must be supported: "I will teach you how to read now, and when you grow up, you will read more. When the time comes, you can take the imperial examination, earn a fortune and come back, and bring glory to the old Zhang family!"

"Okay!" Seeing that his elder brother said so, Zhang Zhenyong confirmed his goal even more, and secretly made up his mind that he must come back from the examination and not let his elder brother down.

Zhang Wuliang didn't say anything, it's too late, he cleared the small table on the kang, put the cup filled with water beside him, looked at Zhang Zhenyong and said, "Then shall we start now?"

"En!" Zhang Zhenyong got up from the bed, sat upright beside the table, his small body was stretched straight, and the expression on his face became serious.

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Wuliang couldn't fool him, so he had to correct his attitude and seriously think about where to start teaching...

In fact, he didn't have much expectations, he just hoped that Zhang Zhenyong could know a few words, so that he would not be so easily deceived in the future. He had heard in modern times that some illiterate old people were deceived into signing property transfer documents , a lifetime of painstaking effort was cheated out of nothing, and his old age was bleak.

Alas, it makes me sad to think about it. This is the case in modern times, but this is in ancient times when people can be bought and sold.At that time, if someone tricked her into signing the deed of selling herself, her life would be ruined.