The wrong marriage: the arrogant husband comes to farm

Chapter 38 History
"As far as kilns are concerned, there really aren't any in the nearby villages, but I remembered that there is a family named Su on the other side of the mountain who also burns kilns, but I don't know if they can make flower pots, why don't I go tomorrow Ask, if possible, ask them to help with the firing?" Li Dazhuang usually only heard about the firing of bowls and plates, but he had never heard of anyone asking for firing clay flowerpots, so he couldn't help but feel curious.

"This is a tael of silver. Uncle Li, you take it first. If it is not enough, I will give it to you." Qin Mengyao took out a tael of silver from his sleeve and handed it to Li Dazhuang.Seeing these pieces of silver suddenly placed in front of them, the Li couple couldn't help staring straight at them, and they sat there for a long time before suddenly reacting.

"Does it take so much money to fire flowerpots? I'll keep some of them first, and you take the rest first. If there's not enough, I'll ask you for it." Li Dazhuang knew that the price of firing pottery was extremely low. Only a small piece of broken silver was left, and the rest were still stuffed back into Qin Mengyao's hands.

"Although I don't know the price of firing earthen pottery flower pots, but there are quite a lot of pots to be fired this time, and these flower pots have to be shipped back. How can we do it without silver taels?" Qin Mengyao insisted. Putting the silver back on the table, "I'm really sorry to waste Uncle Li's time again."

"Mengyao, this is out of the question. After all, people in the village should help each other. Besides, Mr. Nan is sick now. We feel sorry for you, a weak woman, supporting this family," Li said. Auntie held Qin Mengyao's hand, seeing that she had been tanned from the original white and clean, she felt pity in her heart.

Qin Mengyao is not sad, but she is optimistic by nature. Seeing Aunt Li like this, she hurriedly changed the topic and talked for a while, then said goodbye and left, and returned home. Nan Cheng Mo had already fallen asleep face-in, so she lightly washed her face Yiyi also went to bed and lay down, but his mind was full of those flower seedlings planted in the yard, thinking about his future plans, and fell asleep unknowingly.

However, Li Dazhuang was so excited that he couldn't sleep for a long time, holding the hot one or two coins in his hand.

"Mother Zhong'er, you said Mrs. Nan was young, and she didn't see any valuables on her body when she came here. Why does she have money when Mr. Nan gets sick?" Li Dazhuang lowered his voice and asked the woman beside him.

Aunt Li was also unable to sleep with her eyes open. She kept thinking about the money Qin Mengyao gave her, and when she heard the man's question, she also muttered in her heart, "I was wondering too. She said she would go to the city that day, but she came back Not only bought some grain, but also bought a lot of saplings to plant in the yard. I was puzzled at the time, but then I forgot when I got busy. Who would have thought that I would just take out a tael of silver to burn some flower pots today... ...But she said that she was sold into slavery by her parents, and maybe she has saved some private money in the past few years..."

"Mother, what is private money?" Zhong'er woke up at some point, and suddenly opened his mouth to startle the Li couple.

"Kids, don't ask so many questions, go to bed quickly, be good," Aunt Li stretched out her hand to tuck Zhong'er in the quilt.

"Mother, I want to pee," after saying that, Zhong'er couldn't wait to lift the quilt and stood up, Aunt Li hurriedly urged Li Dazhuang to fetch the chamber pot, and it took a lot of trouble.Seeing Zhong'er lying down again, Aunt Li thought of the conversation with Li Dazhuang just now, how much this kid listened to. If she ran out to learn the tongue, she would be afraid of being honest again, so she gently stroked Zhong'er's forehead and said, "Zhong'er Son, you must not talk nonsense about what I said to your father tonight after you go out, and you must not tell outsiders what your sister said at our house, do you know?"

Zhong'er was woken up by urination, and was already sleepy at this moment, so he nodded indiscriminately and agreed, and fell into a deep sleep.

However, Li Dazhuang no longer had the interest to speak, and stayed up until dawn, half awake and half asleep, went to the ground to do some work, and when the dew disappeared, he took the blueprint and walked to the other side of the mountain.

Although the Su family's kiln is small, it has a history of nearly a hundred years, mainly firing pottery bowls and pots.The Su family has made a living by firing kilns for almost generations, and now it is the third generation in the hands of Su Xunian.Within a few miles, everyone knows that the pottery bowls fired by the Su family kiln are strong and durable. They often fall to the ground and there is only a small gap, but it does not hinder the use. Therefore, most farmers love to buy the pottery made by the Su family. .

However, even so, the life of the Su family is still tight, even worse than those farmers who rely on the sky for food. Su Xunian also gave up the idea of ​​letting his descendants continue to burn kilns, relying on the meager savings of the family to support his son. After leaving the school, all hoped that his son would one day be named on the gold list, and he would not spend his whole life in front of the kiln.

(End of this chapter)