Chapter 22: Birthday
A few days later, at noon.
"The poem says, virtue is like hair. Mao is still good. Carried by heaven, silent and odorless. ...... to the end"
Fang Zhengzhi read softly, and then, carefully closed the "The Mean of the Taoist Classics" borrowed from the Taoist Hall in his hand, and began to try to recite it......
"Gollum!" the sound of his stomach reminded him that it was time to eat.
"Zheng'er, come to dinner, it's your birthday today!" Qin Xuelian's call came from the inner room.
"Birthday, okay!" Fang Zhengzhi naturally didn't know when his birthday was, but since Qin Xuelian said it, it should be it, and immediately left the room.
After today, he will be seven years old? Fang Zhengzhi has a feeling that time is like flowing water.
He didn't know if it was going to grow or if it was going to grow or not, but he clearly felt that his food was increasing rapidly.
Birthday...... Will there be something delicious?
A piece of meat, a table of vegetables, and two eggs, this is a frank and sumptuous birthday banquet.
Fang Zheng's appetite rose suddenly, and he was still a little relieved, although this is a very common dish for many people, but what if he used to eat vegetables and meat foam?
It seems that the ingot of gold I gave still has some effect......
It's just that, my dear mother, that's a piece of gold? Can we be more generous? Get more meat, and don't keep it for a daughter-in-law in the future!
Although he wanted to say this, unfortunately, for some reason, he should not have known about the existence of a gold ingot in his house, so he could not say it.
What's more, he also knew very well that even if he really said it, with Qin Xuelian's character, he would still leave the gold, right?
"Zheng'er, eat meat, this is specially made for you!" Qin Xuelian sandwiched a piece of stewed meat in the bowl into the square bowl.
"Mother, eat!" Fang Zhengzhi humbly conceded.
"Eat, eat, eat, today is your birthday, and your mother has been stewing for a long time!" Fang Houde persuaded.
Fang Zhengcheng didn't push it back, because he knew that Qin Xuelian would definitely not eat it, and his parents in the world were slightly moved, and suddenly he felt a little touched, he was already seven years old?
After eating a big meal, Fang Zhengzhi walked in the small courtyard for a while, and then returned to the house.
Just as he was about to read the book again, Qin Xuelian's voice came from the inner room......
"Zheng'er is now at the age of growing her body, and the amount of food is getting bigger and bigger!"
"That's the reason, but the main forces of the previous hunting teams in the village all studied in the Dao Hall, and now the people of the hunting team in the village don't dare to go to the deep places at all, and the prey at the foot of the mountain is too few, one village, more than 100 households, it's not enough......" Fang Houde also sighed a little.
"Even if the prey is too much, what's the matter? Let's let those families who study in the Taoist hall pick first, take the Li family as an example, he used to hunt a lot and get a lot of shares, but now he is all raised by the village, and every time he divides the prey, the village chief and his family share the most!" Qin Xuelian was a little unconvinced.
"Hopefully, after all, the Li family is now the most promising person in Nanshan Village to get the first list of the Fucheng Taoist Examination, and last time General Li of the Shenhou Mansion praised Li Zhuang's strength and ......."
While the two were talking, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and Fang Zhengzhi opened the window of his hut and looked out, and found that the village chief was standing in the small courtyard with a few villagers.
"Houde!"
"Village Chief, is there something wrong?" Fang Houde heard the sound outside and immediately walked into the small courtyard.
"The old man has something to discuss with you!" the village elder took a sip of his cigarette and glanced at Fang Houde with some meaning.
"The village chief, please. "Fang Houde does not tolerate any difference.
"Look at the last two months, several laborers in the village have entered the Taoist hall to study, and there are two gentlemen from the Taoist hall, these people are the hope of the future of Nanshan Village, but now they are for our Nanshan Village to support, we can't let the teaching gentleman go hungry, right?"
"Understood, I'm willing to do this. When Fang Houde heard this, he also understood what the village elder meant.
"Well, it's good if you want, although you have a broken arm, but you used to be a good hand in the hunting team, you have experience, you are familiar with this Cangling Mountain, and you also know in your heart where you can't go, old man, I am very relieved! There are a few new juniors in the hunting team, you also take a belt, and you will go into the mountain tomorrow, and the old and young in the village will point to you!"
"Village chief don't worry!" Fang Houde nodded.
The village elder took another puff of cigarette, patted Fang Houde on the shoulder, and quickly led a few villagers in another direction.
......
Into the mountains for hunting?
Fang Zhengzhi had always known that Nanshan Village was fed by hunting teams, but he had never really seen it, after all, he had heard that the world in the mountains was too dangerous.
Even the hunting team of Nanshan Village only dared to hunt at the foot of Cangling Mountain, and no matter how deep the forest was, they didn't dare to go......
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a low cry from inside the house.
"Into the mountains?!This is not a joke!It's too dangerous, you are not allowed to go!" Qin Xuelian's voice was a little crying.
"This ...... There's no way around it, there's just a lot of people in the village, old and young...... If everyone doesn't go into the mountains, won't they all starve to death? After entering the mountains and hunting, there will be meat to eat, and only then can the skins be brought to the county market to be sold, so that there will be food......" Fang Houde comforted in a low voice.
"There are so many people in the village, why did they just ask you to go? Didn't your arm be broken for the sake of the village? It's good now, they keep the people in the Taoist hall, but they want to force you to go into the mountains? If you break an arm, how can you still hunt, you can't even pull a bow! What's more, don't we have a golden ...... now?"
"Shhhh
"You...... You only have the village in your heart, and I won't let you ...... Alas...... The spear at home is a little rusty, I ...... I'll go and help you prepare it now......" Qin Xuelian was halfway through her words, looking at the expression on Fang Houde's face, she finally sighed, turned around and walked towards the warehouse where the iron tools were stacked.
The sound of talking in the room disappeared, and Fang Houde began to prepare the tools for hunting up the mountain......
Fang Zheng looked straight at the grass exposed on the small courtyard, sighed leisurely, and for the first time there was a trace of worry on his face, the main income of the whole village depended on a hunting team.
Although the Daotang is an honor and the hope of the future of a village, it is also a burden before the hope comes, and Nanshan Village, which is already living in poverty, is naturally under even greater pressure after drawing the main labor force to the Daotang to study.
I don't know when I'm going to be able to go up the mountain to see it......
When Fang Zhengcheng was thinking about it, his eyes froze violently, because he saw the bluestone in the small courtyard, and on the bluestone, there was a finger-long crack!