Crossover boy farming

When Chen Mao came in the afternoon, he brought not only Chen Baoer but also his own son Chen Qi. The two little devils were eccentric. Seeing Aunt Zhao's aunt and grandma, she made Aunt Zhao very happy. After ordering a lot of snacks, they filled up the small pockets of the two of them, and now the mouths of the two of them became even sweeter.

Especially when Chen Baoer surrounded Aunt Zhao and didn't even want her elder brother, Chen Mao looked at her and expressed her speechlessness.

Seeing Aunt Zhao's rare happiness, Zhang Wuliang didn't stop him. Chen Xiaonian was on the left and right to see that nothing would happen, so he called Chen Mao to sit next to him, drink tea and chat. After chatting for a while, Zhang Zhenzong hurried over , When I got to the yard and saw Chen Mao was there, I couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Zhang Wuliang looked at him and explained: "I talked about this matter at the Chen family before, and my uncle was also interested in this, so I simply invited my uncle to come together."

Zhang Zhenzong nodded and didn't say anything, he just went up to say hello to Chen Mao, and asked Zhang Wuliang how he planned to burn it. He didn't intend to sit down and chat with them at all.

But Chen Mao didn't think there was anything wrong, and he was no stranger to the same village.

What's more, Zhang Wuliang drank together when they were married before. Chen Mao knew that he was a taciturn and pragmatic person, and he didn't talk so much.

As for his appearance, I am not surprised.After all, Mr. Zhang took good care of Zhang Wuliang's family, so it's normal to come here to help burn some fat.

Zhang Wuliang also knew his eldest brother's personality, so he didn't say much, took a few hoes from the woodshed, and told them what to do step by step.

Chen Mao looked at Zhang Zhenzong, who was throwing branches in, in a strange way. Zhang Wuliang said that he did that step, and that appearance was obviously the first contact...

This is strange, he originally thought Zhang Zhenzong would be able to do this method, but now it seems...

But that's right, I haven't seen anyone burn fat like this. Chen Mao looked at the burning fire in front of him, and his expression was a little inexplicable.

Not only him, but Zhang Zhenzong now also finds it very strange that the steps of burning fat are very simple, not to mention that Zhang Wuliang has invited Chen Mao before, even Zhang Wuliang can burn it by himself.

But he chose to go to his house to ask him for help. He knew that his cousin was not lazy. With such a new method of burning fat, he also talked about everything in detail, although Zhang Zhenzong usually doesn't like to talk.But this does not mean that he is stupid, on the contrary, he knows everything in his heart.

Zhang Wuliang didn't know what his two older brothers were thinking. Now that he saw the burning Zhenglie, he felt itchy in his heart. He turned around and crawled into the hole to get a few sweet potatoes, and buried them in the fire. When Zhang Wuliang was young, every time he met His grandfather would throw a few sweet potatoes and chestnuts into the fire, and the family would share the food.

It's a pity that when I went to school in the city, I bought sweet potatoes baked in iron buckets a few times, but they didn't have that smell.

Zhang Wuliang squatted there, burying the sweet potatoes tightly. The important thing about this roasted sweet potato is the word roast. If you don't bury it, it will be burnt to charcoal later.

"Oh." Zhang Wuliang stared at the sweet potatoes that were no longer visible and sighed: "It will take a long time."

It's a pity that there will be no fresh chestnuts here.Otherwise, throw a few in, and it will be ready in a while, and it would be nice to wait while eating.

Zhang Zhenzong and Chen Mao looked at his childish look a little funny, they looked at each other, and saw a little helplessness in each other's eyes.

Here Chen Baoer came over holding Aunt Zhao's hand, followed by Chen Qi and Chen Xiaonian, watching Zhang Wuliang squatting beside the fire, asked curiously: "Fourth brother, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Wuliang replied: "I'm looking at my roasted sweet potatoes. I buried several sweet potatoes in it, and I can eat them when they are roasted."

"You child..." Mrs. Zhao thought for a while but didn't say anything in front of others.It's just a few sweet potatoes, not worth a lot of money.

"Really?" It was Chen Bao'er who moved forward curiously after hearing this, but Aunt Zhao grabbed her and said, "You can't go any further, the sparks will hurt you later."

Chen Bao'er didn't listen, she moved forward unwillingly, Aunt Zhao could hardly hold her back.

Zhang Wuliang stood up, grabbed him into his arms, and said: "The sweet potatoes are covered with soil, and there is nothing to see. I will dig them out and show you when the sweet potatoes are roasted. , you and Qiqi will accompany your fourth brother and wait by the side, okay? Then I will give you the biggest one."

As soon as Chen Bao'er heard that there would be roasted sweet potatoes to eat later, she stopped making trouble, obediently got off Zhang Wuliang's body, walked to Chen Xiaonian, and took his other hand.

Zhang Wuliang looked at him like this and smiled, and gathered the leaves and dead branches around him into the fire, then looked at his two elder brothers and said: "I think this fire will burn for a while, why don't we go first?" Sit next to me."

"Okay" Although I didn't do anything and I wasn't tired, but it's not a problem to stand around this fire.

Several men took the stuff and left the fire and went to the flat open space in front of the hall. Before the bench they were sitting on was put away, they put the stuff in their hands against the wall and sat down on the stool next to them.It's just that Chen Qi and Chen Bao'er still surrounded the fire and refused to leave. Children always like fire, so Chen Xiaonian had to accompany them to watch.

Aunt Zhao saw that Chen Xiaonian was watching from her left and right, and that nothing would happen, so she turned around and went into the kitchen. When Aunt Zhao came out of the kitchen with water, she took a look and was startled: "Little Shitou, what are you doing?" Woolen cloth?"

It turned out that Zhang Zhenyong took a few corn stalks from somewhere and put them next to the fire, and slowly put them on the fire one by one. The two little ones also had one, and what was even more irritating was that several big men were watching cheerfully and didn't stop them. Zhang Wuliang even comforted Aunt Zhao and said, "It's okay, mother, we are all watching from the side."

Aunt Zhao was about to say something, when she saw Zhang Zhenwen coming in from the courtyard gate with Zhang Qican in his arms, Zhang Zhenzong looked at them both with some doubts: "Why are you here?"

Zhang Zhenwen rolled his eyes at him: "What do you think?"

Then he came closer and saw Chen Mao, and said again: "Brother uncle is also here."

Chen Mao replied with a smile: "Yes..."

Zhang Zhenwen nodded, then walked to Zhang Zhenzong's side and threw Zhang Qican into his arms, saying: "Your son woke up as soon as I came back, my sister-in-law didn't have time to take it, and I'm fine, so I brought him to you."

Zhang Qican leaned against his father's arms without speaking, and stared blankly at the front. Zhang Zhenzong knew that he was not fully awake yet.

Aunt Zhao took a stool from the house and put it next to Zhang Zhenwen: "Come on, Wenzi, sit here."

"Hey, okay, thank you, auntie." Zhang Zhenwen sat down on the stool, looked around the yard and asked, "Didn't you say burn fat? Why are you all sitting here?"

Zhang Wuliang raised his chin towards the fire: "Here, it's burning."

Zhang Zhenwen was amused when he saw it, and shouted: "Little Shitou, what kind of torch are you burning in broad daylight, you can't see the road?"

Zhang Zhenyong glanced at him, then turned his head, expressing that he didn't want to talk to his second brother who always hurt him.

Zhang Zhenwen was not annoyed, he smiled cheerfully by himself, Zhang Qican moved on Zhang Zhenzong's leg, Zhang Zhenzong patted his back with his hand, and said to Zhang Zhenwen while coaxing him, "Why did you come back so early today?"

"I'll come back after selling the stuff." Zhang Zhenwen had an indifferent expression, and then suddenly said mysteriously: "Guess who I saw in town today?"

"Who is it?" Zhang Zhenzong didn't listen to him, only Zhang Wuliang continued to ask him to save him.

"Hey." Zhang Zhenwen smiled, pretending to be nonchalant and left: "I met Zhang Houer."

After hearing this, Chen Mao stood up directly from the stool: "Who?"

Not only him, but even Zhang Zhenzong suddenly wanted to stand up, startling Zhang Qican who was sitting on his lap, Zhang Zhenzong quickly hugged him and sat down, but looked straight at Zhang Zhenwen.

Zhang Zhenwen was satisfied now, and he didn't hold back, and said with a little complacency: "Zhang Zhenlin, Zhang Hou'er, our master Juren."

Zhang Wuliang was taken aback by the movement of the two elder brothers.

Then he tried his best to find out who this Zhang Houer was from his memory, it was incredible.

Before, he always thought the names of the brothers of the Zhang family were strange. At first glance, they didn't look like they were picked by people who had never read the books in the countryside. Now, looking through his memory, they were given by a scholar of the Zhang family.

And this Xiucai is Zhang Houer's father, Zhang Xiucai.

Although the ancestors of the Zhang family are not that kind of big family, they can be regarded as a famous family. Unfortunately, the previous dynasty was turbulent. The Zhang family was framed by others and the main family almost died. What is left of these famous families, no matter how big they are.

After several years of turmoil and the current situation finally settled down, the people of the Zhang family slowly regained their vitality after several generations. After being torn down by the world, some people stopped like this, preferring to farm and farm in the countryside for a stable life, while others were full of ambition and wanted to recover. The Zhang family was glorious in the past.

Zhang Hou'er's ancestors belonged to the latter type, but unfortunately the current situation has set and it is impossible to earn military merits. In peacetime, the most suitable way to glorify the lintel is the imperial examination.

But it is not easy to take the imperial examination. Zhang Houer's grandfather is courageous, and he resolutely sent the child to school. The three or four taels a year plus the money for pen, ink, paper and inkstone counts as Zhang Houer's grandfather. It is not enough to make money.

Fortunately, although the people in the clan do not have the courage to send their children to school.But he is willing to help Mr. Zhang and take more care of him.

After all, it would be a good thing for everyone if there could be an official master in the clan.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiucai won the prize when he was 24 years old.

It's a pity that the Zhang family has been hiding from the world for a long time. Without good teachers and first-hand information, Zhang Hou'er's father can only stop at a scholar in the end.

Zhang Xiucai is not the kind of person who has to go all the way to the black. After failing the exam for the last time in his 30s, he returned to his hometown to concentrate on teaching his children. Zhang Houer, who was only 26 years old, was in the imperial examination before. In my spare time, I helped him enlightenment, and I was in the village at that time.

Zhang Houer, Zhang Zhenwen and Zhang Wuliang were both about the same age, and they could still play together. Later, when Zhang Xiucai came back to teach Zhang Houer, he could no longer play happily.Even Zhang Wuliang and the others were able to read a few words thanks to Zhang Houer's light.

But later Zhang Hou'er was also admitted as a scholar. When Zhang Xiucai felt that he was unable to teach, so that Zhang Hou'er could go to a good private school, their family moved to the town, and their contacts were not so close.

However, the connection between his family and the family is still there, but it was not a letter saying that Zhang Houer, oh, should be called Zhang Juren now, saying that Zhang Juren went to Beijing to catch the exam, why did he come back at this time?