The blessing of the splendid farm family is married to the world

Chapter 76 Contradictions
Zong Che was covered in snow, and his eyebrows were stained with white. An Xu asked, "Why are you here?"

"I haven't gone back for so many days, I'll come out to greet you," Zong Che wrote lightly, "Are you okay?"

"No, then let's go back quickly."

Zong Che got on his horse, "I'll lead the way."

The snow had already fallen several feet thick, especially in places far away from the city walls, it was very difficult for the carriage to travel, but after Zong Che joined them on horseback, the road became much easier.

Another day later, when it was getting late, a horse and a cart finally arrived at Linhe Village in the snowstorm.

At this time, the heavy snow had fallen for four or five days. When the group arrived home, An Chong and Feng Nian were sweeping snow from the roof.

The thatched house at home had to be cleaned almost every day when it snowed heavily, otherwise the roof was in danger of being crushed.

Fang Bo helped unload the things and hurried home.

An Xu told An Chong and Feng Nian on the roof to be careful, settled Mrs. Zhao and Xiao Zhao Cheng, and hurried to boil water under the kitchen shed.

I used a large piece of old ginger, added a lot of brown sugar, and boiled a large pot of ginger and brown sugar water.

"Just sweep it roughly. Come down and drink water, you two." The ginger water was boiled, and the two young men over there were still on the roof. At this time, the sky was dark blue, and the snowflakes were falling even bigger. On the original snow on the ground, you can see snowflakes spraying snow mist on the ground.

In modern times, except for the Northeast, the North China Plain has hardly seen such heavy snow.

After dinner, Mrs. Zhao helped to wash the pots and pans. Looking at the snow that continued outside, she was worried. The houses of the villagers in the village were destroyed, and it was snowing like this again. I don't know how they can get through it.

Now there is no shortage of pots at home, so An Xu opened another large pot. Since there is no backyard at home, she placed this pot under the kitchen shed, but it did not share the same stove with the cooking pot.

She has been away for five or six days, and more than 500 catties of brown sugar have been cooked at home. She needs to process it into white sugar and then make it into candies.

Now it's the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, and there is not much time for them to prepare. An Xu got busy after eating, and the whole kitchen shed was warm, and the heat wave caused the snowflakes outside to accumulate a layer of water stains on the edge of the kitchen shed.

The family members were all in the kitchen shed, and Mrs. Zhao knew that it was useless to think about it, so she quickly came back to her senses and asked An Xu if there was anything she could do to help.

She is over 60, probably because she is often engaged in physical labor, and she can't stand up straight. An Xu originally wanted her to go back to her room to rest, but after thinking about it, the old lady will watch all these jobs in the future. Don't let people go back at this time, and misunderstand it as the secret recipe of making candy at home.

He said, "I'm going to boil sugar in this pot later, so please cut the sugar cubes for me."

Mrs. Zhao stayed, and it was warm here, and she was not guilty at all, and soon she felt happy again, glad that her grandson could meet good people in every imperial examination.

Otherwise, it is doubtful whether their grandparents and grandchildren can survive the wind and snow these days.

But when Miss An brought a long, translucent amber candy bar over and put it in a basket covered with oiled paper for her to cut into twisted candies, Mrs. Zhao's hand holding the scissors All a little unstable.

The sweet smell lingering in her nose let her know that it was sugar, much sweeter than the maltose sold on the street.

What did she look at? Didn't she just look at all the family heirlooms?Children may not know the seriousness, but I, an old woman who has lived for many years, why don't I know?
Granny Zhao scolded herself for being stupid, thinking how she could make up for it.

In fact, I don’t have any treasures at home, but since her great-grandmother’s generation, there has been a kind of embroidery stitch that has been passed down, and the reason why she was able to bring her grandson to such an age and let him study is because of this stitch Law.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for the two of them to feed themselves just by planting the two acres of land left by the old man.

In the early years, she had bright eyes and fingers, and every six months she secretly went to Fucheng to sell a pair of embroidery, and she also saved some money in her hands.

Ms. An doesn't make friends with my family, and I will rely on others even more from now on, so what are you doing hiding that little thing?And she herself doesn't know how long she can live. Isn't the reason why Dangchu is willing to follow her is that she wants her grandson to have a place to stay?

Besides, I have no daughter or granddaughter, if I don't teach this idea of ​​embroidery skills, I'm afraid I will really follow her into the grave.

So An Xu, who was so busy that she didn't go to sleep until almost Hai hour, was taking off her clothes when the old lady who had been driven back to sleep by her earlier got out of bed with a handkerchief.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" An Xu just added another bed in the room, and put it at a right angle to her bed, so Dao Xiang went to sleep with the old lady, and she recovered tonight Single bed treatment.

Mrs. Zhao smiled and said, "I'm getting old, girl, let me show you something nice."

An Xu laughed: "You can just call me Xiao Xu," and then walked over, "What a good thing?"

Thinking of the old lady staying up and waiting for her, this must be something very important.

But it turned out to be a handkerchief?
An Xu accepted it suspiciously. The veil was made of silk, soft and soft to the skin. There was an embroidered face in the center of the veil, which was a picture of plum blossoms reflected in white snow. The face was not large, but very delicate and beautiful.

"It's really a good thing," An Xu smiled, and then handed it back, "It's just that I do rough work every day, so I may not need this."

Mrs. Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled. This girl has a pure and beautiful mind. She really doesn't have any covetous thoughts, so she said, "Take a look."

in turn?On the back is a pair of welcome spring.

"Is this double-sided?" An Xu only saw this double-sided embroidery in a museum in his previous life. He heard that it was sold in the market, and a small screen cost 80 million yuan.

It's really a good thing.

"You always do this?" Seeing the old lady's mysterious appearance, An Xu asked guessingly.

The old lady nodded, "It's been passed down from generation to generation in the family, I'll teach you."

Upon hearing this, An Xu hurriedly returned all the handkerchiefs he was admiring to the old lady, waved his hands and said, "If you don't learn, don't learn. Look, my hands are rough, and I am not a person who makes such fine products."

The old lady pulled her hand over and looked at it. It was indeed very rough, with calluses on the palm of her hand. She couldn't help but sighed: "You are a good girl. If you are free, follow me to learn. After all, you can learn a lot. body."

An Xu: - - -
Zong Che lay flat on the bed, stretched out his right hand, and there was a bloody scar on the palm of his hand, which was caused by the fact that he had to hold the horse's rein tightly to control his stiffness for several days.

This injury was nothing to him, but the person who always noticed his discomfort at the first time never gave him any extra attention.

Zong Che felt very uncomfortable, to be precise, very uncomfortable, because he could see that she didn't care about him deliberately for the sake of self-esteem, but she really didn't notice.

After he said that he didn't want her to like him and fell into those words, she really took away his liking, so he also became a "stranger" similar to Zhao Cheng's grandson and Zheng Changsheng's family to her ".

When Zong Che saw Zheng Changsheng walking with her before, Zong Che still felt it was an eyesore, but now that he was in the same position as Zheng Changsheng, he realized how big the difference was in her.

The sky finally cleared up, and when An Xu woke up, the bright sunlight had broken through the clouds and flooded the yard. Granny Zhao was sitting at the door mending An Chong's clothes. The yard was a clean road. Feng Nian had just put the broom on the wall side.

"Miss, you're awake," Feng Nian said with a smile, "Young Master Zheng just came and asked him to collect all the sugarcane stored in the nearby village, do you still need to collect it?"

An Xu didn't expect Zheng Changsheng to be so efficient, and said, "No need, you tell him to let him have a good rest for the next two days, and I'll let him go out to sell goods when he's twenty."

Feng Nian agreed, turned around and ran out with his sleeves on.

"Feng Nian, what were you doing at home yesterday, the sweet smell didn't dissipate until midnight."

Standing in the yard, An Xu could clearly hear the inquiry of the lady from the Liu family next door, and then Fengnian replied ingeniously: "Ma'am, our family just cooked something to eat, so we can't leave at midnight."

As he spoke, his voice became farther and farther away.

An Xu smiled, but this is indeed a problem. If she wants to expand the sugar industry, she has to choose a factory site far away from the village. If it is on the mountain, that is the source of the village river. For a long time, her semi-industrial factory It will definitely pollute this clear river so badly that it cannot be seen.

While eating, An Xu thought, drove Chun'er around the village, looking for a place that was both downwind and downstream of the river.

"Xiao Che, are you going out?" Noticing that Zong Che went to lead the horse, An Xu regained his senses.

Zong Che was nervous for a moment, and felt wronged. He turned to look at the woman who was eating at the dining table, and said, "I borrowed this from a horse owner in the town, so I have to return it."

An Xu snorted, and said, "Then be careful and come back early."

Zong Che released his right hand from the horse's bridle, slightly revealing a little wound from a side angle, but he didn't say anything for a long time, and he raised his hand and scratched his head again.

An Xu looked at him suspiciously, remembered something, and said, "Wait a minute."

Zong Che was overjoyed, so he honestly agreed, "Okay."

After a while, An Xu came out with only a string of money in his hand.

Zong Che frowned and said, "What is this?"

"You can't use someone else's horse for nothing. It's a rental fee." An Xu said and handed it to Zongche, only to see the boy's cheeks flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Very angry.

"I have money, and I gave it to others before I used the horse." Zong Che took a deep breath, and after speaking, he led the horse and left.

Seeing him skillfully getting on the horse, An Yu shook his head, and asked An Chong who was not far away: "When did you, brother Che, learn to ride a horse?"

How did An Chong know that he still had to go to school, and he didn't think it was an important thing, "Maybe he rode in school, sister, I'm going to be late, let's go."

Then he ran away without a trace with his schoolbag on his back.

An Xu followed to the door to have a look, thinking why didn't you go with the wind just now?
An Chong didn't want to take advantage of the wind, his sister didn't see it, but he could see it. Brother Che was not in a good mood since he came back yesterday. His sister was too busy making candies, so she didn't notice how much Brother Che looked at her last night. eyes.

(End of this chapter)