The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 373

"The girl is not married, and the servants will never be married!" I wanted to say that I would never marry for the rest of my life, but it was a bit scary to say it, so I simply said it in a nice tone.

"Hehe, if you say you're stupid, you're really stupid!" Yang Ziqian couldn't help laughing out loud, "Xia Yu, Xia Yu, if you want to wait until I get married, you probably won't be able to marry me!"

"How is it possible?" As long as he returns victorious, an imperial decree may enter the deep palace, not to mention the concubine and side concubine, it is definitely not wrong to occupy the title of a wife.

"There is nothing impossible in the world!" Yang Ziqian thought of someone in his heart, hurt a bit, closed his eyes and said: "This girl has decided that she will not marry in this life!" in the bud.I let go of my body and had a dream with all my heart. When I woke up, there was actually a cold knife resting on my neck.In this world, and in the modern world of flowers and flowers, the virtual network is generally unreliable: the screen name is Meijiao Niang, maybe there is a bearded uncle sitting opposite the cold computer; the young and beautiful girl who made an appointment to meet is more likely to be the trustee of the hotel restaurant!I love my prince charming online, and when I meet offline, I will turn into a wolf, robbing wealth and sex, and catching a lot of people who are deceived!Since Mr. Wukong's piercing eyes can't see through other people's schemes when he was not born, then stay away!Love is a thing that cannot be found.In modern times, they couldn't grasp it well, and finally left him in the wind without a trace. In the Western Song Dynasty, why bother to extravagantly ask for it?

"Fourth Miss, it's getting late, I'll wait for you to rest!" Without even thinking about it, she was caught in that painful memory again.Xia Yu interrupted with a guilty conscience.

"Okay, rest, tomorrow is a brand new start!" Yang Ziqian stood up, encouraging himself!

In the autumn morning, it was quiet and beautiful. Yang Ziqian, who had a good night's sleep, got up and went outside to breathe the fresh air. Looking at the busy farmers on the farm in the distance, her heart was also very peaceful.

I like this kind of pastoral life, whether it is modern or Western Song Dynasty.Of course, the prerequisite is that there is enough money to enjoy it.

If in modern times, the life of several generations of a family depends entirely on the ground for food, whether it is for the expenses of favors, children's schooling, family members' old age, sickness and death, that meager income is seriously insufficient to make ends meet.However, young people can find a job close to home, and go home across the mountains to take care of their families. Especially during the busy farming season, they can help with planting and harvesting; women, old and young, stay at home This tranquility holds up an umbrella for the wandering people, whether it is success or failure, returning home is still warm!Yang Ziqian does not reject this kind of peasant life.But in reality, it is not known whether it is the overexpansion of human desires or the indifference of the blood that has maintained the family relationship for thousands of years. Once young people go out, due to various reasons, they only go back once a year, half a year, or even three to five years.The vast villages are full of old people, left-behind children, abandoned fields, overgrown with weeds, and no longer full of vitality. Every time he goes to such a place, Yang Ziqian sighs in his heart.

Think about these rural households in the Western Song Dynasty, who did not have their own one-third of an acre of land. They wanted to live, and they wanted to live better. They paid more than modern people!Thinking of this, Yang Ziqian felt that he didn't need to scrape the chicken feet, because he was too harsh on them.As long as Zhuang Shang can generally listen to her, it doesn't matter if the rest turn a blind eye.

Taking a few deep breaths, Xia Yu came over and asked her to go back for breakfast.

After breakfast, Yang Zisen rejected Yang Ziqian's suggestion to let him go back to the city to live in a hotel, and went to his own house and study to read and practice calligraphy.

He didn't write hand-written life for three days, and didn't read oral life for three days. Seeing his concentration, he really felt the sense of urgency of a modern army crossing a single-plank bridge.Yang Ziqian knew that the third child must be under tremendous pressure, and he definitely wanted to win the ranking!
Since you don't go back to the city, it doesn't matter.

Scholars pride themselves on being noble, although the youngest has a good temperament, in recent years, no matter whether it is Hebao County School or Fucheng College, he has not seen him take the initiative to bring his classmates and friends home.Birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. Since he doesn't have any close friends, it's better to go back to the city to study than to stay in the village.

For a long time, Yang Ziqian believed that whether it is a close friend or an acquaintance, it is not necessary to eat and drink, but to visit frequently.Friends who give charcoal in the snow are more real than icing on the cake.When sad, from the numbers 0 to 9, 11 numbers are naturally drawn out, and the other party listens silently, and then asks you, do you need to lend me your shoulder?When you cry, she won't persuade you, she just draws paper for you, and when you cry enough, she asks you, are you okay?Well, that's good!Regarding Yang Zisen's future path after the autumn test, Yang Ziqian had already arranged for him in private. Therefore, in her opinion, retreating and practicing at this time is more necessary than walking around the streets and calling for friends.

"Fourth Miss, Zhuangtou has been waiting outside for a long time!" Seeing Yang Zisen return to the house, Ah Hai came forward to report.

"Well, let him come in." Yang Ziqian looked at brothers Gao Da and A Cheng and A Fang standing beside him, and felt that standing like this was not a problem, he had to find something for them to do, and it would be shameful to waste all this manpower. "Ah Hai, go and serve the third young master."

"Yes." Ah Hai responded and entered the inner courtyard.

"Fourth Miss, I asked you one by one last night. All the dealers want to sign a long-term contract." Private property, even people with two legs, they want to control and control the life and death of others in order to show their power.

"Well, if that's the case, let them sign here after dinner!" Yang Ziqian thought for a while and asked, "What's been going on in the village recently?"

According to the rules of the farmers in Li's Village, at this time they must be working hard and building wheat on the ridge.I saw it this morning, and the households were clearly busy with small things in groups. It seems that the two seasons of planting in the field did not spread throughout the Western Song Dynasty.

"Now it's the autumn planting season. Wheat should be planted in the soil. However, since the three years of dryness, the Zhuangzi with a radius of hundreds of miles has been planted without even reaping the seeds. Year after year, everyone No more planting. So..." Zhuangtou shook his head, the owners didn't care, whether there was a little wheat was a trivial matter, and some tenants who lived on the land were blind, not only had no harvest, but also had to pay rent back son. "So, the village hasn't planted in the past two years, and the millet has been harvested. The big guys will toss some small vegetables and fruits by themselves, and sell them for a little money, so that they can have more money!" Zhuang Dian said, thinking Fortunately, these things were said yesterday.To say it first is to be honest, and to say it when you are forced to ask is just sophistry!
"That's it!" After three years of dry weather, there was no harvest. It can only be said that the winter drought was too severe!That's right, I wandered around yesterday. There is no pond or ditches in the [-]-acre Zhuangzi. Such a geographical environment is not as unique as Li's Village!Since it is his own Zhuangzi, he can't just watch the barrenness year after year.

(End of this chapter)