Farmer's little Fubao is cheating

Chang'an was surprised, looked at the young man in front of him, and asked, "Do you know me?"

The young man nodded slightly.

Changan frowned and thought for a long time, then shook his head: "But I haven't seen you before?"

Young man: "My name is Lu Jingzhou, have you met me now?"

Chang'an still shook his head, took a few steps back, turned around and told Bai Huahua and Dahei to run away.

For some reason, she disliked the name Lu Jingzhou very much.

Lu Jingzhou watched the little baby run away, and his anxious heart suddenly calmed down along the way.

It doesn't matter, there's a long way to go, just make sure she's here.

He turned back to the mule cart and asked the driver to remove all the boxes and cages from the cart.

Entering the house, Lu Jingzhou chose the room with the most sunlight as his study.

"Erlang, I see there is no well in this household. Why don't you ask someone to dig one?"

Grandma Fang is the wet nurse of Lu Erlang and Lu Jingzhou. She followed her young master to this remote country and had many questions in her heart.

But he is the master, and he is very independent. Even the eldest master can't control him, and he can't say anything.

Lu Jingzhou nodded: "It's up to you."

"Okay, I'll go back and ask if anyone in the village knows how to dig a well." Grandma Fang cleaned the big kang in the house and spread it with clean mats and quilts.

Grandma Fang's husband Feng Shan and the two coachmen moved all the boxes and cages in. Two book boxes were placed on the kang, and the rest were placed on the ground.

After everything was packed, Lu Jingzhou took Aunt Fang and his wife to visit the village head.

After asking about Lu Jingzhou's life experience, the clan leader was also surprised.

I didn't expect that a child of a noble family would live in my small village. Even if he was born to a commoner, he was still a noble family.

The child also said that he moved here to have a clean environment for studying, which is intriguing.

Alas, I always heard that aristocratic families also have a lot of scandals. Maybe this young master is not tolerated by his aunt?

Judging from the expression and behavior of this young master, he must be extremely intelligent, if his brother is not as smart as him.

The clan leader chuckled and said: "Don't worry, young master, the people in our village are kind-hearted and hospitable. You can stay here with peace of mind. If you need anything or need help, just say hello."

Lu Jingzhou cupped his hands and said, "Jingzhou, thank you village chief for your kindness. I won't bother you in the future."

"Hey, why don't you bother me? I'm afraid I will bother you in the future."

The two chatted for a while, then Lu Jingzhou said goodbye and left.

The patriarch touched his beard and watched him go away before returning home.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw his nine-year-old grandson Song Chengqi squatting in the yard and dishing out mud. Thinking of the young master in this family, he couldn't help but get angry. He stepped forward and kicked him on the butt, shouting: "See what you look like?" You play with this stuff every time you take a rest, how old are you and are you still playing with mud?"

Song Chengqi stood up, covered his butt and said aggrievedly: "Why are you kicking someone? Didn't you ask me to learn more from Chang'an how to make money? Now you are saying that I am playing in the mud?"

The patriarch was choked by these words and was speechless for a moment.

"Hmph! Stop playing in the mud from now on and read more. Look at what's going on in your body. I really want to beat you to death!" The patriarch glared at his grandson several times and returned to the house with his hands behind his back.

Song Chengqi pursed his lips and hummed inwardly.

Just play, just play! Why do you say that it will be what it is? snort! I don't want to listen!

Song Chengqi ran out quickly and came to Chang'an's house to knock on the door.

Mrs. Wu came to open the door and saw that it was Song Chengqi. Knowing that he was here to see Chonglou and Chang'an, she let him in.

Chang'an and his uncle were reading in the room. When they saw Song Chengqi, they curiously asked, "You didn't go to school again?"

Song Chengqi said angrily: "No bathing today!"

Kicking off his shoes and climbing onto the kang, Song Chengqi took a piece of clay and glanced at the book in Chang An's hand: "You can read the Three Character Sutra?" Chang An nodded.

The most interesting stories in the Three-Character Classic are those short stories, such as "Xi Meng's mother chose a neighbor, but her son did not learn, and lost his opportunity." and "Nine-year-old fragrance can warm the mat" and so on.

It's a pity that the mats at home are spread on the kang. Auntie heats the kang very hot early every night, so there is no need to warm it by herself.

Song Chengqi shrank his neck, feeling a little discouraged when he thought that he hadn't even finished studying the thousand-character essay.

Soon it was the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Song Sanshun went to Kaoshan Village to pick up his father-in-law and mother-in-law, and steamed steamed buns and steamed buns with his wife.

Steam the steamed buns stuffed with radish first, then steam red bean buns, steamed buns, rice cakes, etc.

After steaming, Song Sanshun gave dozens of them to his father, as well as cooked pork liver, sausages, etc., and also took some vegetables and radishes with him.

Song Baqi's body gradually recovered, but his demeanor became increasingly depressed, and he looked more than ten years older.

Especially when he saw that the house he had worked so hard to build became someone else's home, he felt uncomfortable and hated his stepwife even more.

I hope they never come back in this life, otherwise he will definitely not be able to spare them!

As soon as the New Year is over, February is here soon.

At the time when greenery should have returned to the earth, there was not even a single wild vegetable in the wilderness, all dug up by hungry villagers.

Song Sanshun was very worried.

If it doesn't rain again, I'm afraid it will be bad.

Although his family is not short of food and drink, the villagers who have signed a guarantee with his family may not be able to survive.

Once they flee the famine, their own family will have to leave, otherwise they will have to sit together.

Song Sanshun's eyes fell on some dragon king statues made by his little niece, and he had an idea in his mind, but he didn't know if it would work.

Then, he called Song Laoliu and Song You: "I want to dig the pond at the entrance of the village a little deeper. Maybe water will come out?"

Song Laoliu was puzzled: "How deep do you have to dig to get water?"

"Just dig out the silt inside and use it to fertilize the fields." Song Sanshun said vaguely: "Maybe there is water down there."

Song You brainlessly supported Song Sanshun: "Okay, since we have nothing to do now, why not clean the pond so that we can store more water during the rainy season."

Song Laoliu scratched his head: "But we alone can dig until the end of the year of the monkey? Moreover, the pond does not belong to our village. The neighboring Zuo Village and Huaishu Village are also using it."

Song Sanshun: "Of course this matter needs to be done by the three villages together. I will make a suggestion. If you all agree, we will go and talk to the clan leader, and he will come forward to talk to the village chiefs of the other two villages."

"Okay, let's dig the three villages together, and it will be done in a few days."

The three of them hit it off immediately and immediately went to find the clan leader.

The clan leader didn't object at all, and went to join the other two villages, Muramasa, with his hands behind his back.

Zuo Cunzheng shook his head: "Why are you digging a pond? What do you want to do if you want to provide food? Many people in our village don't have food, so how can they have the energy to dig a pond? It's inappropriate, I don't want to waste people and money. Blended.”

Cunzheng of Huaishu Village stroked his beard and said: "I have to go back and consult the villagers on this matter. If they are willing to dig, I will naturally not object."

The implication is that if the villagers are not willing, he will not force it.

Seeing the attitude of the two men, Song Jia, the patriarch, became very angry: "Well, if we dig out the water source, will the people in your village stop using the water there?"

The village chief of Zuo Village sneered: "You think you're digging a well? Can you dig out water from the pond? Oh no! It's really fantastic!"

The head of Huaishu Village also felt that Song Jia was old and confused, "Brother Song, many families in our village have no food and are so hungry that they have to sell their sons and daughters. We really don't have the energy to do such hard work."