Poor family mother and son

Lunch, I should call for lunch, because it's already late.

The villagers were okay, they had two meals a day, but the Chu family, who were used to eating three meals a day, were starving.

The only two pigs in this small tenant village have become dinner.

More than a hundred people had an open-air meal in the cornfield, and a lot of corn stalks were used as firewood.

But the villagers were not distressed at all. Although their faces were reserved, the looks they exchanged with each other were full of surprise.

Not only did these nobles not punish them, they also gave them 200 taels of silver as a reward for the meal.

200 taels of silver!

In addition to two pigs and some vegetables from the fields, I was given 200 taels for these things!

Although both pigs were killed, the meat only used a little more than one pig. The villagers ate pig offal, and most of the remaining pork could be divided among each family later.

The key is that the rice, noodles and eggs used in this meal are also produced by other people. Although it is impossible for everyone in the village to eat rice and flour, the children can all share.

Eggs, in particular, are included in dishes and soups, and everyone can take a few bites.

They just use their hands to help cook the food.

Holding a big white steamed bun in his hand, the steamed bun came to Chu Qing and knelt down to plead guilty: "Noble man, I am guilty!"

As a treatment for patients, in addition to the white flour steamed buns given to the children, they were also given two white flour steamed buns.

Now Mantou already knew that he was impulsive and reckless, but he had suffered a serious crime. Even though he was holding the mantou in his hand, he was dizzy, nauseous, and couldn't eat it!

Chu Qing signaled Zhuo Yao to give him five taels of silver, and then said to the steamed bun: "Get up, my child is young and ignorant. He hurt you. Go back and see the doctor..."

Xiaobao:! ! !Mother, are you serious?
The other person was a half-grown child. Although he was a little reckless, he knew how to protect his family. Chu Qing had no ill feelings towards him and asked gently: "What's your name? How old are you this year?"

Mantou is not very tall, and looks like a normal boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. He is more than half a head shorter than Xiaobao, but his cheekbones are a bit high, his middle is slightly longer, and his face is very mature.

She was dressed thinly, the clothes were very old, and the collar was loose, exposing part of her chest. From the look of it, she looked like she had been doing farm work a lot and was very strong.

"To my lord, my little name is Mantou, Chi Mantou, and I am fourteen this year." Mantou replied carefully, his expression and tone were much tamer than when he was violent and hurtful before.

"Uh..." Chu Qing touched her nose, fourteen, one year younger than Xiaobao.

How did I say the sentence "My children are young and ignorant"?
Even though he was fourteen or fifteen years old, when Chu Qing looked at his little treasure, he thought he was a child, and when he looked at the "steamed bun", he thought he was an adult.

This may be the mentality of all mothers, their own children will always be their children.

"Eating steamed buns?" Gan Lai repeated.

Xiaobao also thought his name was interesting, so he raised the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

Unexpectedly, Chi Mantou had been paying attention to Xiaobao. He was curious and hostile towards this tall boy who seemed to be about the same age as himself, but mostly dissatisfied.

What I'm curious about is that although Xiaobao Mian looks smaller than me, why is he so tall?How did he make himself look like a corn stalk?

The hostility naturally came from the kick to the head, which was so severe that it felt like being hit by a boulder.

As for his dissatisfaction, it was because he felt that Xiaobao's attack was a sneak attack, taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, and using despicable methods. If both sides were prepared, who would win and who would lose.

It was this thought that made him feel very angry when he saw the corners of Xiaobao's lips raised. He felt that Xiaobao was laughing at his name, so his mind became hot and he blurted out "What are you looking at?!"

He regretted it as soon as he said it. He remembered that his mother had just said that the woman was the Duke of the country and the one who kicked him was the Crown Prince.

Although it sounds strange to say "a female prince of the country", she is a noble person and cannot be offended.But the words had already been spoken, and it was impossible to take them back due to the stubbornness of his youth, so he suppressed his blush.

Xiaobao smiled: "Okay, I won't look at you!"

After saying that, he moved his eyes to the food plate and really ignored him.

With this temper, even Qiu Sheng was more mature than him back then, so Xiaobao felt that he really couldn't play with his peers.

Chu Qing asked Mantou to go back to eat and did not ask any more questions to the tenants.

Let them eat well first, and then talk about the rest after the meal, so that everyone will not eat poorly.

The key is that Chu Qing was hungry herself.

Only the golden eagle flew away before eating the fresh pig heart. It was sent by Xiaobao to ask the Chu boy about the horse thief.

The Duke of Guo and the Crown Prince were eating in public, in the open air. It was quite a scene. The villagers' mouths were busy, and their eyes were even busier - who had seen such a big shot? Let alone eating, they couldn't even see each other, right?

What's more, she is a prince and a woman!alive!
Chu Qing gave Xiaobao a piece of food with chopsticks, and the villagers quickly made eye contact: "Look, the father-in-law is picking up food for the prince!"

When Chu Qing took a bite of the meat, the villagers made eye contact again: "Look, the father-in-law is eating pigs raised in our village!"

Chu Qing wiped his mouth, and the villagers' eyes rolled for a long time: "Oh my God, the handkerchief used by the father-in-law actually has plaid stripes!"

My father-in-law also drank!

The smell of the wine was so fragrant, I could smell it from so far away!
The father-in-law even gave her escort a hard time!
Lord...

Humph, anyway, Chu Qing and his party ate while it was hot, but it was hard for the villagers to tell. Who knew who ate cold food in the open air.

After the meal, Chu Qing called the more courageous old man to ask again: "Has this always been a cornfield? I remember there seemed to be a ruined temple before?"

The old man replied: "Indeed, our row of houses uses the land of the ruined temple, and not even the bricks are wasted."

Chu Qing: "Oh?"

Now Mr. Yong'an has also learned to save his vocal cords.

The old man said: "After Donglun was destroyed, the garrison moved eastward and no longer guarded Kushui Town. Kushui Town suddenly lost its way to make money;
Moreover, people who were fleeing like us also poured in in large numbers. We arrived early and were moved to a place not far from the river;

Those who come late are in trouble. If you want water, you have to walk a long way to get it, otherwise you have to pay to dig a well yourself. The Daxuan people charge five taels more for digging a well for us than for them to dig a well for themselves;

Back then, it cost ten taels of silver to dig a well, so it cost us 15 taels to charge..."

Speaking of those days, the old man couldn't help but complain a few words.

The Daxuan people are indeed not very friendly to the Donglun people. If there is a conflict, whether it is the common people or the yamen, they will all turn against the locals. Even if they are wrong, they will be angry but very strong. It is the Donglun people who will always be wronged and wronged.

"Broken temple!" Xiaobao reminded, what mother wanted to hear was not about digging a well.

Besides, what's there to say about the different charges?Local people exclude outsiders, and local people exclude foreigners. This phenomenon occurs everywhere. What are you complaining about?
Not to mention people, even animals are xenophobic. It is "territorial consciousness", an instinctive reaction of people or animals to protect their own survival, and it is also a manifestation of possessiveness of resources.

Did Daxuan people suffer less when they went to Voss to pick jade?

Besides, the people of the defeated country are second-class citizens. Do they want to be treated fairly?You, Dong Lun, have never done justice to you, otherwise why would you have fled before the war started?

Don't talk about you, Xiaobao thought, even in our world, it is impossible to get fair treatment internationally.