The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 4 Too poor to describe (1)
"Ziqian, why are you up?" As soon as she entered the main room, she saw her daughter standing at the door of the room.

"Well, I'm thirsty." Looking at Yueniang's concerned eyes, Yang Ziqian evasively chose to lie.

She got up, wanting to find out more about the current situation of the family.Lying on the bed, I was so hungry that my stomach screamed, the taste was really uncomfortable.

"I'm thirsty, mother will boil water for you." There is no kettle at home, and when the family is thirsty or something, they just scoop half a bowl of water from the stone jar and pour it down.It's just that my daughter just woke up, and she drank cold water, fearing it would be bad, so she hurried to boil some water.

Taking advantage of the time when Yueniang boiled the water, Yang Ziqian endured the pain in his leg and turned around the house inside and out.

This home is really not a home.

One main room, three rooms, the walls are made of bamboo strips paste mud and straw chips, and the kitchen is set up in a side room.In the few houses, the most solid thing is the beams around them, which are made of wood and bamboo. There are holes on all sides to let the wind in. The roof has no tiles, and layers of grain and grass fly.

At home, there is no decent furniture.A table with crooked melons and bad dates, a few benches, exactly one for each person, and if there is another guest or something, the surname of the family must be Zhan.

Seeing this mother boiling water for herself, she was a little worried, whether the flames would burn the roof.Even if it doesn't happen now, in July and August, the sky is dry and things are dry. This risk may not be easy to avoid.

She was terrified and terrified when she saw it, and her heart ached when she saw it. To change, to change, was her only thought at this moment.

When other people travel through time, they are either princesses or daughters. She, Yang Ziqian, is favored by the heavens and has feelings. She came here to be a grandson.

In the Water Curtain Cave, Sun Monkey made a havoc in the Heavenly Palace; in the thatched cottage, Yang Zi turned upside down.

No matter how daring the people are and how productive the land is, I don't believe that the majestic new and new human beings of the 21st century will starve to death in the Western Song Dynasty, a land that has been forgotten by history.

After Yang Ziqian made his decision, his ever-changing little face instantly became calm.

Seeing that the water was boiling, Yueniang scooped up half a bowl, turned the two bowls over and over again, and after a while, handed the water to her daughter.

"Ziqian, come, this water is ready to drink."

Yueniang still looked at her daughter worriedly, "Drink the water, you go to bed and rest, and mother will make lunch."

"Mom, I'm fine, let me help you light the fire." It was the first time I called my mother, but it was very smooth.

"Mom, what did my father do?"

"Mom, how much land does my family have?"

"Mom, how much did it cost to build this house?"

While eating cabbage tortillas, I answered my daughter's [-] whys.

The flames in the stove hole reflected a small face, which was red, and Yueniang knew that it was not her true color.This family is too poor.Not enough to eat, not warm to wear, a few children, just like them, full and hungry, the body that should have grown, but there has been no movement for a long time.Look at the fourth girl, she is about the same height as the four-year-old child of the owner.

Fortunately, they can still resist.After falling like that, I slept on the bed for two days, and when I got up, I was still alive and kicking, and my energy was not bad.It is said that children don't pretend to be sick. Looking at it like this, there is probably no hindrance. Amitabha and Bodhisattvas bless you.

Yueniang thanked Buddha devoutly, and had no doubts about her daughter's questions.

After asking for a long time, Yang Ziqian basically understood the situation of the entire Yang family.

The Yang family was not born and raised in Li's village.

A few years ago, a flood washed away everything in the Yang family.Yang Danian and his elder brother Yang Dafu fled together with their neighbors.

In the village of Li's family, there is Yang Dafu's wife, who is the distant cousin of Wang Hua'er, the wife of the original owner of this small body.With his matchmaking and guarantee, the Yang brothers respectively rented the land of the owner surnamed Li to plant it.

They took up the fields and settled down, and both brothers built a house here.

After three years, with the help of his distant cousin, Yang Dafu demolished a bamboo house in the first month of this year, and newly built a small green tile house with earthen walls.That home really looks like a home.

Yang Danian, however, because the tenant’s field is close to the sandy land, every year, two years, and the third year in a row, a part of the grain will be washed away by the sand every year, and the rent handed over to the owner at the beginning, and the rest is far from enough for the whole family. Life.

There are many children, and they all have long-term meals. The days are getting more and more difficult.

"Hey, in three years, the gap with your uncle's family has become bigger and bigger." Touching her belly, Yueniang sighed, the difference is not only in life, but also in children.

Yang Dafu has a son and a daughter under his knees, and as he grows older, there is no sign of importing more children.

My own family has already given birth to four children. I thought it would be enough to have these few years without any movement, but I didn't want to, God added another one.

It is a good thing to add children to import, but if you can't afford it, then it is not a worry for a day or two.

Sorrow, worry turned her head to gray, fortunately, the gods treated Si Yatou kindly, she fell into a coma for two days, and she was able to stand by her side intact.

"Mother, don't be afraid, we will get better." Yang Ziqian looked at Yueniang's empty eyes, and comforted her sadly, and at the same time comforted himself.

"Western Song Dynasty, the eighth year of Yong'an, the emperor's surname is Murong." Yang Zisen repeated it, remembering these ten words firmly.

Raising the thread-bound book in his hand, he was as happy as a bird returning to its nest.

"Since ancient times, a poor family has a proud son. Such a smart child, what a pity, what a pity!" Looking at the little back in the distance, the young master shook his head and sighed.

I am only a one-time scholar, and with the help of Li's family, I settled here and started a private school under the favor of his family. What's a pity is that the seven or eight children of Li sitting indoors are far inferior to the one who eavesdrops outside. The sharecropper children come hard.

"If there is a chance, this son will definitely show great plans!" After reading countless people, I admit that I have never missed a single person.

It's a pity that I am powerless to change the status quo of his eavesdropping, because the children in the room are only the children of the Li family.An ethnology cannot tolerate the glory of a son of a tenant with a foreign surname.

The wife who cherishes talents, the sad Yang Ziqian.

She has memorized the dynasties in history ten times silently, and there is no such dynasty, let alone the legendary world of the Murong family.

For Yang Ziqian, traveling to a dynasty without historical records is like crossing the river by feeling the stones.All the rules and regulations, all personnel affairs need to be explored and explored by oneself, to discover, to discover.Unlimited potential, uncertain future, luck and misfortune, both exist.

After reading the books borrowed by Yang Zisen, I found that the words are in traditional characters, and I roughly understand that what is instilled now is also Confucianism.

This is fine, true and false, since God did not let her fall to her death, traveling to this inexplicable time and space, presumably, heroes must have their uses, believe, when she comes, you will know when you see her Stuff at least has more salt than these people have ever eaten.

(End of this chapter)