"Old man, help each other. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Han's mother smiled and brought a basin of warm water to wash their hands: "Lunch hasn't been cooked yet, you guys go into the house to rest for a while." ”

"Hmph, what to eat, I'm full of gas!"

Han Mu wondered and muttered: "Tempered, who made you angry again?"

Father Han, who had sharp ears, walked to the door and paused: "Who else could there be?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Xiu'er was thrown into the ancestral hall by you to live, and she hasn't been beaten in front of her today, where is she going to provoke you?"

"It is estimated that in addition to our own family, the whole village knows what she has done!" After speaking, he raised his feet and walked towards the ancestral hall, and Han Xuan silently followed behind Father Han. Seeing that the situation was not good, Han's mother instructed Luo Qinian to watch the fire and follow him to the ancestral hall.

The door of the ancestral hall is locked, and Han Xiu may not be there.

Han Xuan symbolically and vigorously slapped the door a few times, it was really not there.

Ge Tianba, the man of Aunt Xinghua, squatted on the steps and said with a smile: "Bruniu, it's a shot, your sister went to dig wild vegetables on the hillside." ”

Father Han scolded his mother: "The thatch is only sprouting in the spring cold, where is the wild vegetables for her to dig up! Brother Tianba, where did she go to fight?"

"That piece of millet in your house. ”

"Damn!"

It began with a heavy sleet, followed by a drizzle for several days, making the trail muddy and difficult to walk. Father Han and they slid three times to the rice field. Han Xiu, where did she come to dig wild vegetables, she clearly picked up the leaks! There was already a small pile of small sweet potatoes at her feet. The soil in the ground was damp and sticky, and it took a lot of time and effort to dig a sweet potato, and I don't know how long she had been digging. Her face was already purple and purple from the cold.

"My son. Han's mother mourned, rushed over and rubbed her into her arms: "My son, you rip out your mother's heart and liver, you don't have anything to eat and go home to tell your mother, can your mother still starve you?"

"Mother. Han Xiu sniffled, in order to dig a few sweet potatoes, her palms were worn out, but it hurt.

On the way here, Father Han thought that he would faint with anger, but after seeing Han Xiu, he found that he couldn't get angry. He squatted down and pinched up a small piece of sweet potato about the size of his thumb: "What about you prepare melon seeds?" ”

"Old man, how can Xiu'er farm alone?" Han's mother was unhappy, her daughter naturally relied on her father and brother to live when she returned to her parents' house, where did she use her own farming?

"Why can't she? She generously gave away the food and clothes that our family gave her, and she had to learn to farm to support herself. We do our duty not to be criticized, and we have to worry that she won't starve to death. ”

Han's mother found out the problem at this time, she looked Han Xiu up and down, and saw that she was wearing a single dress, she couldn't help frowning, but she still asked her with concern: "Xiu'er, where is your padded jacket? ”

"I, I, I ......" Han Xiu's eyes dodged, she didn't dare to say that the package she carried to the Li family that night would not come back.

"Don't blame us for not loving her, it's because she spoils our sincerity too much. How many things does our old Han family have enough for her to toss?"

Han's mother was also a little upset in her heart.

"Dad, mother, it's noon, let's go back. ”

The three of them left Han Xiu and returned the same way.

Han Xuan had the key to the ancestral hall in his hand. The three of them returned to the ancestral hall and opened the door to see, the room that was full yesterday was now empty, not to mention the food and vegetables, even the bedding and clothes were gone, and the firewood stacked in the corner of the wall was not moved.

"Isn't it robbed?" Han Mu was still a little unconvinced.

"Hmph, our village doesn't close the door when we sleep at night, and we don't see anyone missing a needle. "Father Han is very sarcastic, they work hard to save money just to support others?

"In the future, except for the food that should be given every month, you are not allowed to secretly send her food. If you send it, I don't know whose stomach it will go into. ”

Han's mother sneered, she was preparing to send something to Han Xiu. It's so cold, how to sleep without a futon.

Han's father walked in front, and Han's mother fell behind and asked Han Xuan quietly, "Boss, do you still have more bedding in the house?"

Han Xuan glanced at his mother, "Mother, Xiu'er used the bedding of me and Qi Nian at that time, and when I went home that night, I still borrowed a quilt from the fourth child to deal with it for one night, and later I bought two when I did the New Year's goods, which will be enough." After a pause, he added: "Xiu'er has moved a lot of bedding from home. ”

Han's mother is nene, she has no money in her hand, and she is powerless to help Han Xiu.

"Dad, sister-in-law steamed your favorite white sugar hair cake, it's delicious when it's freshly baked!" Han Xian proudly held a hot white sugar hair cake to show off to Han's father.

Father Han muttered: "I obviously want to eat brown sugar and black rice flour cake." ”

After turning over the dung pit all morning, Han Xian, who is now a mobile manure pit, can no longer smell the stench, so he doesn't care about Han's father's prank at all, and approaches Han's father with a hair cake: "Dad, Ming'er will steam it for you." ”

Father Han wrinkled his nose and chased him away like a fly: "Go to the side, it stinks." ”

"Hey, hey. ”

"Dad, I want to dig a lotus pond and plant lotus roots. Han Xuan said.

"Whatever you want. Father Han waved his hand, he would plant lotus roots, so he didn't care about Han Xuan's tossing.

"Where to dig?" Luo Qinian asked. They have two pieces of land in the big house where they can dig lotus ponds, one is the side of the pond, which is connected to the pond and is not afraid of running out of water, and the other is the land under Yuanbao Mountain, and there is a small ditch not far away.

"Yuanbao Mountain. ”

Han Xian wondered, why did the eldest brother suddenly want to plant lotus roots?

Han Xuan glanced at him lightly and whispered, "I can't rely on others to help me protect my daughter-in-law for the rest of my life. ”

Han Xian knew that he only had one year to take the Xiucai exam, and if he did, his eldest brother would definitely give him full support to continue his studies; no, he would have to put down his books and engage in agriculture and business with his eldest brother.

Although the social status of Shinong, businessmen, and businessmen is low, no one dares to underestimate the rich in the end. His sister-in-law is outstanding, and if the eldest brother doesn't have the strength, he can't escape the calculation after all.

Luo Qinian lowered her eyes and chuckled, she guessed that Li Xianren's distress letter was a conspiracy letter nine times out of ten, and it was related to her.

"It's not good to plant lotus roots. ”

She looked at her leisurely: "Dig a bigger pond, build three or two mud houses on the side, plant a few weeping willows, plant lotus, raise geese and fish." In this way, the lotus root has fertilizer, the fish have bait, and the goose also has fish and shrimp to eat. ”

"Geese can peck people, why don't you raise some chickens and ducks?" The hillside is lush with vegetation, and you can also tie cattle and sheep!" The more Han Xian thought about it, the more excited he became, as if he saw the beautiful scene of the wind blowing the lake, crepe and lotus flowers, and the little black roaring chickens, ducks and geese running.

"Big brother, my land is also used to dig lotus ponds. ”

"No, I don't. ”

Han Xian's little face fell: "Why?"

"If we don't find a good market, we shouldn't invest too much, and we have no experience, in case we don't live and can't survive, the loss should also be within our tolerance. ”

"Oh. ”

Father Han smiled and listened to their imagination, the young man is motivated and has ideas, not bad.