Song Yuanhuanzhi

Chapter 18 Mid-Autumn Festival
After Song Huan and Adi cleaned up the tomb of Father Song and Niang Song, they went back to the yard.

I went to the town yesterday and didn't go into the mountains to see the traps. Song Huan wanted to go into the mountains while it was still early. If he caught prey, he would use it for the Mid-Autumn Festival meal. If he didn't, he would chop firewood and go home. This is not without gain.

Mid-Autumn Festival is not New Year’s Eve, and it’s not too grand. Most people worship the moon at home and eat moon cakes at night. It’s good for the family to reunite and have a meal. They still do what they should do during the day!
Song Huan didn't plan to go to the town today either. Firstly, going to the town was uncomfortable because he had no money to spend, and secondly, going back and forth was time-consuming. It might as well wait until the next year to go, maybe he could go directly to the county seat.

With such a plan in mind, Song Huan picked up a bamboo basket and carried a hatchet on his back, and finally entered the mountain with a candied haws stuffed by his brother in his mouth.

The chestnuts have been almost picked up, and the dustpan at home is full of chestnuts and fir tree fungus. Now she only needs to look at the traps.

Maybe it was Father Song and Mother Song's blessing in heaven, Song Huan got two gray rabbits, and they can make spicy rabbit meat when they go back.

After getting the prey, Song Huan didn't stay too long, he chopped another load of firewood near the place where he got home, and then he went home slowly.

Fu Yuanzhi is very comfortable with his identity. Today, he started to check the basics for brother. After confirming that the three-character scriptures and hundreds of surnames have been memorized, he turned out the three-character scriptures from yesterday's book and asked him to follow the direction he instructed, one character at a time. The words are recited and correspond to the words in the book at the same time.

Learning to write cannot be accomplished overnight. Fu Yuanzhi decided to let his younger brother gradually become familiar with the characters, learn to read first, and then practice calligraphy after buying a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

When Song Huan entered the yard, he saw Adi sitting upright at the wooden table in the main room. There was a book on the table. He lowered his head and pointed his index finger word by word. Taking a bamboo branch, Song Huan guessed that it should be the so-called "ruler".

Attracted by Song Huan's movement, Ah Di raised his head subconsciously, and just as he raised his eyebrows, he saw the "ruler" appearing in front of him, and immediately lowered his head and continued to read.

Fu Yuanzhi saw that brother was no longer distracted, so he came out, "Did you catch any prey?"

Song Huanyao pointed to the ground not far away, "Over there, I want to put firewood, so I just throw it there. Tonight we will eat spicy rabbit meat."

Fu Yuanzhi looked at the satisfied smile on Song Huan's face, and after a moment of daze, he responded, and then silently locked the two rabbits into the cage in the backyard.

The firewood Song Huan chopped was dried in the mountains, so she put it directly into the main room.

The main room is quite large, so the Song family has always kept dry firewood piled up in the main room, and put a pile of dry firewood in the kitchen when needed.

Song Huan kept the picked kiwis in the bamboo baskets and specially left them for his younger brother, so that he could combine work with rest and experience the joy of harvesting.

Today Song Huan came back more than an hour earlier than usual. She took a sip of tea and sat under the tree to take a rest. She just happened to be able to see brother who was trying to read. Think about yourself who had nine years of compulsory education, and then look at Brother.

All I can say is, come on, sister will support you!

Now that she has started to read and write, she really has to find a way to make money. Otherwise, the annual expenses of five taels of silver plus the teacher's repairs, as well as the expenses of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and the annual income is less than ten taels, don't expect extravagantly. Forget him learning to hunt!
Fortunately, he was only five years old, so he still had time.

Experience life as a breadwinner before you even have a baby.

And Yuanshen is just a 13-year-old girl, if she hadn't come here by herself, compared to Yuanshen and brother, they may not be able to survive this winter.

Song Huan closed his eyes, his mind gradually merged into the sound of the wind, the rustling of leaves and the intermittent sound of reading, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

The girl under the tree, leaning back against the tree trunk, was dressed in a washed-out white Tsing Yi that no longer fit her body, and her thin white wrist was exposed, which did not match the already somewhat rough palms, as if they were two people.

The black hair falls vertically on the chest, occasionally fluttering mischievously in the wind, the crow's eyelashes tremble slightly, the three-dimensional facial features, pink and tender lips, ignoring the clothes that don't match her appearance, she is like a lady who has been raised in a deep boudoir and has been pampered .

Fu Yuanzhi thought, maybe what Uncle Song said before was right, it was just because of the absence of elders, these thin and thin shoulders carried everything for the family.

Maybe he should have come sooner...

But what can be changed?
He looked down at his hands and smiled helplessly. He was not as strong as the girl. He still remembered that when he entered the mountain on a rainy day, he was almost thrown, but the girl helped him.

Brother's voice stopped at some point. He looked at his eldest brother and then at sister who was already asleep. His eyes sparkled with curiosity, but he didn't know how to speak.

In this way, I can only silently start to understand word by word from the beginning.

The sound of reading gradually rose again, but it was much lower than before.

Song Huan's consciousness has begun to gather slowly, but her body is still limp. This is the reaction of waking up after a deep sleep. Song Huan first moved her fingers to slowly wake up her limbs. After a while, she opened her eyes and looked at the sky , the sun is shining all over the sky.

She has been asleep for so long?

The two people in the main room were gone, Song Huan went directly to the kitchen and asked them to discuss how much rice to cook, leaning on the door and said, "I will eat dry rice tonight, cook more, and use it to cook porridge tomorrow. "

Adi shouted happily, he hasn't eaten dry rice for a long time.

Fu Yuanzhi frowned, hesitated for a moment and then asked, "I'm afraid it won't be enough in the future?"

Song Huan knew that he was worried about not having enough food in the future, and said, "It's okay, the weather is good during this time, and the harvest has just started, and the price of food will not rise even if it does not fall. We can spend less when the price goes up in winter.”

Fu Yuanzhi can think about it, winter is the most difficult every year.

Ordinary people can survive as long as they have stuttering food and enough firewood to keep warm, so it is true to prepare more food just in case.

"You can actually exchange millet with the villagers. The rice shop's harvest is usually one to two cents lower than the market price. It is the most cost-effective for you to exchange with them." Fu Yuanzhi told Song Huan what he knew.

Song Huan thought about it for a while, and thought it was okay. Now is the harvest time, and if there is any surplus in the family, they will sell it and exchange it for money.

"Are they selling white rice or millet?" Song Huan asked.

Fu Yuanzhi, "Milia, the grain store is afraid that the villagers will not be able to pound the rice well, so they usually harvest millet."

Song Huan thought about it, if we are in the same village, if we buy white rice from the villagers, everyone will know that what we eat is white and fat rice. Isn't this a disguised form to attract jealousy?
If you mistakenly think that your family is rich and attract thieves, then the loss outweighs the gain.

Then she would just change the millet, and she could pound the rice by herself when the time comes. Anyway, she is strong, so there are many procedures, but it is winter, and there is nothing to worry about delaying time.

Song Huan thought so, and tomorrow he would take the remaining rabbit to the village to exchange it.

Don’t take too much, it’s too eye-catching to change too much at once. The uncle and aunt who came to help last time saw the big white rice in her house, and some of them were jealous. Just looking at the two orphans and widows, there is a little bit of distress at the same time Father Song's lingering role in his daily life.

People, sympathize with the weak, you live worse than the other party, but you won’t cause trouble if you gain sympathy. Everyone’s life is similar, and you can maintain a good relationship. If you live a little better than the other party, there will be many differences. Conscious trouble.

So this is why many people pretend to be pigs and tigers, pretending to be poor.

(End of this chapter)