scientific farming

The white courtyard wall is tall, with black and gray white tiles on the top, patchwork.Outside the high wall, there were occasionally a few noisy human voices, which felt like a world outside the wall.

Song Wen was within the white wall, and was slowly walking in the yard supported by Ah Mian.In fact, it has been a few days of walking and exercising like this, and there is no need to support her anymore, but Ah Mian has a very stubborn temper, so she insisted on helping her, and Song Wen let him go.

Two days ago, Xiao Lue learned that Song Wen had lost his memory, so he immediately went to find famous doctors all over the capital to treat Song Wen one by one.Song Wen bit him to death and lost his memory, so there was nothing a famous doctor could do about it. He could only say that the human brain is really complicated. I'm afraid it really hurt somewhere, and he lost his memory for a while. They were not sure whether he could recover.

Seeing that there was no progress, Xiao Lue was out for the past two days planning how to get the imperial physician to come to the General's Mansion to show Song Wen.However, imperial physicians usually treat a doctor with the grace of the emperor's relatives or nobles. To Song Wen, such a small number one scholar, is still a person who has caused many troubles recently. If it is not because of Song Wen's talent and learning , the emperor had already annoyed him.

Therefore, Xiao Lue didn't dare to go in front of the emperor, he just wanted to find a way for the imperial physician, preferably in private, so he wasn't at the residence for a few days.

Song Wen was so happy, but he was also afraid that Xiao Lue would really invite the imperial physician.

Ah Mian was very happy, he wholeheartedly hoped that Song Wen's amnesia would heal, he even forgot about buying the old man's white hair that he had told him, and bought all the remaining three taels of silver. It is said that the medicine for memory loss came back, but fortunately Song Wen did not suffer from it.

It's unspeakable!

Song Wen walked a few steps, then sat down on a stool in the yard to rest, and sent Ah Mian to prepare the sacrifices to worship Yuanchen's mother, and then watched the time to go out to the suburbs of Beijing to worship.

He was already able to get out of bed and walk around, and it was his duty to pay homage to his deceased mother, so the general's mansion and Ah Mian didn't say anything, and helped prepare the necessary sacrifices and carriages.

After sitting for a while, Ah Mian came to support Song Wen to take the carriage to the tomb of Song's mother in the suburbs of Beijing.

Along the way, Song Wen raised the curtain on the carriage to pay attention to the surrounding environment from time to time, but almost everyone was on the side of the official road. When he reached the foot of the mountain where the tomb was, there was also a village. If he walked slowly up the mountain, people could hardly see him. up.Song Wen was very disappointed at first, thinking how to get to the few houses he saw before with his frail body, it was basically impossible.

Ah Mian thought that Song Wen was in a bad mood because he wanted to pay homage to Song's mother, so he was bored and didn't speak.

When he arrived at the place, Song Wen found that there was a Zhuangzi not far from the tomb, and there were bad people living in it. From a distance, he saw a few old people walking in the field. use.Song Wen suppressed his beating heart, and tried to ask Amian about the situation of Zhuangzi with a sad face.

According to Ah Mian, the Zhuangzi belonged to Xiao Lue, and the mountain and land where Song's mother was buried also belonged to Xiao Lue.

Song Wen nodded and didn't say much.He and Amian lighted incense candles and offered sacrifices in front of Mother Song's grave, and drove A Mian away. He said that he wanted to talk to Mother Song, and told A Mian not to disturb her. When he was about to leave, he would take care of himself. Go to the Zhuangzi you saw just now to find him, and ask Amian to wait there.

Ah Mian complied.

Mother Song's tomb is still very new and there is nothing to take care of. After all, she occupied the body of her son. Song asked Shangxiang to plead guilty. I'm afraid it's not okay to leave incense for the Song family, after all Song Wen liked men in modern times, and there's no way to change his body.I can only kowtow to Song's mother a few more times to pay off the debt.

Afraid that Ah Mian would be in a hurry, Song Wen made a hasty obeisance, and then quietly followed the trail behind the mountain that he had observed before, all the way to Zhuangzi.Xiao Lue is the only Zhuangzi here, and it is said that the other Zhuangzi is far away, Song Wen is really not afraid of being discovered, as for Zhuangzi himself, at worst, he said he came to find Ah Mian and lost his way.Therefore, Song Wenli was very confident.

Entering Zhuangzi through the back door, I met a man head-on.

Song Wen didn't wait for the other party to ask questions, and directly bowed his hands and said, "This..." He didn't know what to call him, so he paused for a while, and he simply jumped over and continued, "In Xia Songwen, my mother passed away a few days ago and was buried It's on the mountain next to it. I was seriously ill before and didn't even take care of my mother's funeral. Now that I've finally recovered, I came to worship..."

"It was Mr. Song."

The man obviously knew it, and the guard on his face instantly changed into a simple and honest smile, "Mr. Song is done worshiping. Are you looking for A Mian? He is at the front, how about I lead Mr. Song?"

"No, no, no."

Song Wen quickly refused, "Before I came down, I saw an old woman living in the village. Because Song Wen's family was poor, his mother had never worn a good dress before her. Now Song won the first prize, but her mother... Song wants to ask The old lady borrowed a new dress and burned it for my mother, which can be regarded as a filial piety to me."

"It should be my mother that Mr. Song saw. She should be in the house right now. I'll take Mr. Song there." The man said honestly, "My mother has always been kind, and she will definitely agree to Mr. Song's filial piety."

"Thank you!" Song Wen looked grateful, and quickly followed the man to find his mother.

When we arrived at the house where the man's mother lived in the backyard of Zhuangzi, Song Wen stood outside the house, waiting for the man to tell his mother about Song Wen's request, and his mother immediately found a new set of clothes and delivered them to Song Wen herself. Go up, hold his hand and say: "Mr. Song is very careful, your mother can be happy in the ground. I heard that you were seriously ill because of your mother's death, and you just got out of bed. You must take care of yourself. Let your mother feel more at ease on the ground."

Song Wen was touched and said, "Thank you, mother-in-law!"

But my heart panicked!Fuck, I forgot that women in ancient times had to comb their hair up and comb their heads. How can you steal such a bunch of hair tied together!I just took a few glances from a distance on the way, thinking that it was an old man with gray hair, and I didn't pay attention to the problem of stealing at all. I saw that it was right in front of me, but I couldn't do it...

Seeing Song Wen staring at him, the old lady was waiting to be puzzled, but it was Song Wen who reacted first, lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "Grandma, as soon as you grab my hand, I think of my mother. My family used to be poor, and I studied in winter. When writing, my hands are always so cold that I can’t write, my mother just held my hand and warmed my hands, making me warm to write..."

"Good boy." The mother-in-law sighed, holding it with one hand and clapping it with the other.

Song Wen pleaded: "Mother-in-law, my mother is the most gracious, if she knows that I borrowed my mother-in-law's new clothes, but did not tell her my name, she will definitely come to scold me every night. I just hope that my mother-in-law can give me a token, so I will also give it to my mother, so that she can know who is so kind-hearted to give her my new clothes."

"A new dress is nothing!"

"It must be." Song Wen wiped his eyes again, this time with more force, and pinched his own eyes so that they were red, and then raised his eyes, with his haggard little face after illness, it was even more pitiful.

"Don't dare to ask my mother-in-law for valuable tokens. Those things outside of the body should always be left in the world for use. Mother-in-law, the ancients often said that you should repay a kindness by picking up grass. I just ask my mother-in-law to grant me a strand of silver hair, so that I can give it to her now, so that her Recognize who is the benefactor by these things."

The ancients valued the body, hair and skin.But seeing that Song Wen was pitiful, the old woman agreed directly, and asked her son to get the scissors, and cut off several strands cruelly, which was quite a lot, and handed it to Song Wen, as if there was not enough to cut again.Song Wen thanked him many times, and said that he wanted to send the clothes to Song's mother downstairs before dark, so as not to let Song's mother freeze in the cold.

The old woman and her son repeatedly persuaded Song Wen to go quickly, and would help him inform Ah Mian to go directly to the mountain to pick him up, lest the sun set, the dew would be heavy, and the bad body would get wet again.They waited until Song Wen walked far away, they still watched, and sighed that Song Wen is really a rare filial son, the Song family is blessed.

But Song Wen took the silver hair and hurried back to the mountain.He was poor for a while in modern times. He trimmed his own hair. In order not to let his colleagues see it, he also delved into this technology. Naturally, he also dabbled in hair extension technology, but he didn't study it in depth, and now the materials are not complete.

But the ancients had long hair, and they connected their silver hair to the inside, and let their own hair hang loose on the outside, or tied it up, similar to the operation of a wig. , can be completely confused with the real one.Song Wen didn't dare to delay, so he started quickly. Although he changed his body, it was a bit difficult at first, but after all, he had learned it, and it was fixed in a short time. After a little tidying up, it was already very similar.

Song Wen wanted to tie it up first, tied it up when he came, and loosened it when he went back, it was really weird.

"Master?"

Damn, Ah Mian is here!

Song Wen's brain moved quickly, he jumped to the grave in a few steps, knelt hard, threw his body forward, and cried, "Mother..." The voice was shrill and sad, and it could be said that the listener was crying when he heard the sadness. up.

From a distance, Amian saw her young master crying and lying in front of Song's mother's grave. His black hair had been scattered, and the silver hair was mottled among the scattered, and there were still many silver hairs scattered on the ground...

It turned out to be white!