There is a handsome man in the rough family

Mrs. Li nodded: "Being able to sell it once a year ago is also an income."

Tang Xiaofu calculated in his mind that by then, he could quietly grow vegetables in the space and stand in it to sell together, so as to alleviate the plight of the family.

During the meal, everyone really had a soft spot for that little cabbage.

Even Wang Yi, a pregnant woman, had a serious nausea recently, and drank a large bowl for an unprecedented time.

After the meal, tea was placed on the table.

Mrs. Li told Mr. Tang about her idea of ​​selling vegetables.

"In previous years, there was no kang at home, and the temperature of the brazier alone was absolutely unbearable. But this year, we have a kang, so we can really try it."

Mr. Tang was very interested, and happily went to Tang Xiaofu's place to look at the handfuls of shallots he liked.

He came back with a smile on his face again, and stroked his beard: "It's not bad, it's growing very well. If you can eat fresh ones this winter, you won't have to worry about selling them."

Boss Tang is an accountant who has been working in a restaurant in the county all year round. He has naturally seen the world and knows more about it. He looked at Tang Xiaofu with surprise on his face.

"Is Fu Geer serious?"

Tang Xiaofu nodded: "I planted some seeds a while ago, and the shallots sprouted within a few days. It's not bad when they come. If I plant a batch now, I should be able to harvest in about 20 days."

After discussing with the whole family for a while, they decided to start doing it immediately.

Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Mr. Tang knocked on the cigarette pot with a smile on his face, and said in a deep voice.

"This winter, vegetables must be brought in. This is the first time for our family. Each house has a variety. When the harvest is harvested, they will be taken to the county town to sell together. According to the number of varieties produced by each house, [-]% can be made. For the private house, the other five will be sold to the public, and ten coins will be given out every day to those who go to the mountains to find firewood."

"Yes."

"It's all up to Dad."

"Of course I listen to my father."

Everyone in the room answered except for Tang Laosan who wanted to study.

Old man Tang is a wise old man, he is not easy to speak out about family affairs, most of them are decided by Mrs. Li.

But he is just, and he must be in control of major matters, and everyone is convinced.

Mr. Tang bought an obedient son and his younger brother, with a smile on his face: "The third child will write a couplet in a while, and I think there will be many people in the village asking for it. If I have free time today, I will go to Xishan to collect some firewood. Cut dry and dead trees for fire. Don't harm the trees that have grown good timber."

Mrs. Li took the fried peanuts handed over by her own son, looked at the men in the family, and told them with concern.

"Don't go up the mountain, just walk around the side of the mountain, wear more clothes, and don't be greedy for cold."

Tang Lao Er scratched his head and nodded thickly: "Don't worry, Mu, Xiang Bei and I will bring our eldest brother along and nothing will happen."

Wang Yi was thinking about how much money this kind of dish could get, so I'm afraid it's not a waste of effort.

Over there, they suddenly heard that Zhao Xiangbei was about to go up the mountain, and exclaimed: "The snow in this mountain is knee-high, how can Da Lang go up the mountain?"

Boss Tang was a little embarrassed, he tugged Wang Yi's sleeve back and laughed.

"It's not snowing, but it's sunny. I'm just walking around the side of the mountain. Don't underestimate my strength."

Wang Yi knew that her husband was unhappy, she lowered her head and muttered unwillingly: "I have a baby in my womb, Da Lang naturally wants to stay with me at home, why not go to the mountain to find firewood. "

The scene was a little awkward for a while, Tang Xiaofu rolled his eyes, drank his tea and didn't respond.

Tang Lao Er looked at this side, then at that side, and said, "Brother, why don't you stay at home with your sister-in-law, and I can go to Xiangbei with you."

Brother Tuan raised his eyelids, looked at Wang Yi and moved his mouth. After all, he swallowed the words unwillingly, turned his face away and stopped looking at him.

Wang Yi had a smile on her face, and just as she was about to respond, Boss Tang gave her a hard look.

Boss Tang raised his face and said seriously: "How can that be done? This is a family matter, and I have to contribute. It's just going up the mountain to find some firewood, and can it make people tired?"

Tang Laoer wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Tang Boss waving his hand.

"That's the decision. Let's pack up and go up the mountain. It's just that brother Yu is not familiar with the situation in the mountains, so I hope Xiang Bei and the second brother can make more suggestions."

Zhao Xiangbei smiled: "Where did the elder brother say that he was so polite, but he was just walking around the side of the mountain, nothing happened."

The Tang family is all vigorous and resolute, so they naturally agreed to go to the mountain.

The men didn't delay, they went back to the house and put on their fur gloves, and went up the mountain through the back door.

Tang Xiaofu tried to touch his foot to the ground, and it still hurt a little, but it shouldn't hurt to pay attention.

After thinking about the agricultural knowledge I saw in modern times, I asked for some seeds from Mrs. Li, took them to the house and let them germinate first.

Tang Xiaofu first took a piece of clean white cloth, scalded it with hot water, let it cool and moisten, wrapped the seeds in the cotton cloth,

Looking at the round seeds in front of him, Tang Xiaofu rolled his eyes, stepped into the space, and took out a small cup of spiritual spring water.

After dilution, pour these seeds carefully, then wrap them in a cotton cloth and keep them in a warm place.

The temperature is extremely low this winter, and many villagers will go to the mountains to drag trees home and chop them into firewood for warmth.

However, the village head is also a wise man, and strictly ordered the villagers not to cut down the mature trees around the village.

And there are strong laborers in the village, try to go as far as possible,

Look for dead trees or dead leaves on the ground.

Although everyone didn't understand, and although some people complained, the village head had a lot of power in the village, and everyone was willing to listen.

After tidying up the hall, Tang Laosan took out paper, ink and brush at the big dining table, and spread red paper on it.

Tang Xiaofu jumped up and down again, and sat beside him, cutting the red paper for him with small scissors.

Duozi poetry is also an important part of stereotyped writing, and Tang Laosan is well versed in this.

With two strokes, write a neat couplet on the red paper.

Tang Xiaofu's eyes lit up, and he quickly took it over to dry the ink.

Festive and easy to understand.

Seeing that font, which is strong and powerful without losing its character, I can't help but sigh in my heart.

Sure enough, these scholars in ancient times, who were able to become officials by relying on the stereotyped imperial examinations, had real talents.

Tang Laosan smiled and looked at Tang Xiaofu holding the couplet, his eyes were shining, and he couldn't help joking.

"Brother Fu practiced calligraphy with me when he was a child, but now he still recognizes what is written on this couplet?"

"Wealth and honor make everyone happy; wealth and wealth are prosperous and the family is harmonious."

Tang Xiaofu raised his chin stinkingly: "Don't underestimate me, I can not only read but also write."

These words are indeed not bragging. Although the original owner is literate, his handwriting is average.

However, Tang Xiaofu has experienced 12 years of studying in modern times, and has developed morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor in an all-round way.

Calligraphy is naturally learned, and I can't be regarded as a master of calligraphy, but the brush calligraphy is quite smooth and beautiful.

Tang Laosan raised his head in surprise: "Oh? It seems that Brother Fu also practices at home every day. Why don't you write two pictures and post them at home to add joy."

The two were chatting, and many people came bustling around.

For Chinese New Year, come to ask for couplets.

There are no empty hands, you bring a handful of peanuts, I bring two eggs.

Tang Laosan also responded one by one with a good temper.

Most of the villagers are illiterate.

Tang Xiaofu sat next to him, and he wrote every time.

Tang Xiaofu read only the couplets to the villagers, and everyone praised them for a while.

He only praised Tang Xiaofu to embarrassment, and didn't know what to do.

Shi Meme came in with a small bag of cornmeal to listen, and when Tang Xiaofu was praised by everyone, he rolled his eyes: "It's just that he can read some words, a little brother is not worthy of such praise, it's not that our scholar is good at writing. "

Shi Meme was accompanied by a small and handsome brother.

Seeing the words on the couplet, he covered his mouth and exclaimed: "Oh, the third brother of the Tang family wrote really well, he really is a scholar."

Tang Xiaofu raised his eyelids to glance at the little brother, and saw that his cheeks were slightly red and his eyes were shining, looking at his third brother.

Tang Xiaofu shook his head and laughed, this is the peach blossom of his third brother.

He intentionally and playfully turned towards Brother Min, and gave Tang Lao San a look, making Tang Lao San look a little embarrassed

Tang Laosan didn't say much, just smiled at Shi Meme and the two of them, and continued to write couplets with his head down.

Shi Meme glanced at his nephew, then Tang Laosan, and said with a smile on his face: "This is brother Ming from my natal brother's family. Shi Wenduanzi is also good at needlework, and he is the most virtuous." gone."

Brother Min was triumphant, looking at the other brothers in the village who came, his chin raised.

Taking the opportunity to come forward, she said coquettishly, "How about I grind ink for you, Brother Tang Family?"

Tang Laosan was thin-skinned, his cheeks were slightly red at the moment, and he quickly stretched out his hand to push him away.

"I can't, I can't, I dirty my clothes carefully."

Tang Xiaofu looked at the Shijiamo, and then at his own mother's eyes, and was in a hurry.

Coughing twice, he picked up the inkstone, began to grind it, and said with a smile: "I won't bother Brother Ming, Shi Mo, your family wants to ask for some couplets."

As if he had been bullied a lot, Brother Min glanced at Tang Laosan with aggrieved eyes, and then took a step back.

When Shi Meme saw Tang Xiaofu, his nose was not his nose, his face was not his face, and he rolled his eyes skyward.

"Of course we need the third officer. Our brother Yan is now very much loved by Yuanwai Liu, and we can read some words."

I have never seen anyone push their own son into the fire pit, and they are so happy.

Tang Xiaofu pulled the corner of his mouth and made a fake smile.

"It is good to read wisely."

The surrounding villagers also cast envious glances, and Shi Meme was even more proud, touching the newly worn silver hairpin.

"The brothers in my brother's family are even more literate. They can write well, and they can do everything with needle and thread. They are all very pampered little brothers. They are all one in a million. They are going to marry in the county seat. It’s from a wealthy family. It’s not like some brothers who can only read a few words but can’t write, but are dangling around with half a bucket of water.”