Futu is only twelve years old, and he doesn't know if the army will accept it if he goes to the army to be a soldier at such a young age. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

How many people did the ancients fight again?

You can imagine the danger of the battlefield!

But this kid is a bold man, he has undergone a big change, he knows what he wants, so he has found a way for himself, I hope he can get what he wants.

Since Futu volunteered to be a soldier, many people didn't know when he left, only Xie Yujiao and the rich mother and daughter sent people to the entrance of the village.

For some reason, Futu's father didn't come.

Fu Tang watched his son carry a simple burden and go on the road alone, and he was also a little reluctant with teary eyes, and kept telling him to work hard, be sure to be a general, and come back with a beautiful scenery.

The rich second girl was expressionless, staring at her brother and not speaking, and there was envy and a trace of reluctance in Gujing Wubo's eyes.

Futu said goodbye to his mother, rubbed the top of his sister's head, and then walked up to Xie Yujiao, stretched out his hand to hug her like never before, and said firmly: "When you grow up, I will come back to marry you!" Be sure to wait for me to come back! ”

Xie Yujiao didn't want to distract him before he left, so she endured it, but still didn't tell him that she was about to return to Shudi!

just kindly told him: "Don't be reckless, you are still young, your body is important, and safety is the first thing in everything!" ”

"Hmmm! I know! Alright, I'm leaving, I'll write to you, and you'll write back to me too! Futu advised, waved his hand and turned around and left without hesitation! For his dream, he went to the army without hesitation.

Fu Tu had just walked not far, Fu Tang raised his arrogant head, stared at Xie Yujiao and said proudly, "Don't pester my son anymore, my son will be a general in the future, and he must be married to a lady, not a wild girl like you!" ”

Xie Yujiao was speechless, Futu had only walked out for less than half a mile, this Futang clan was dragged like this, if Futu really became a general, she couldn't put her eyes on the top of her head!

Xie Yujiao ignored her and walked to the school by herself.

Leaving Fu Tang still jumping on the spot and shouting: "I talked to you, I didn't hear it!" “

Within two days, the whole village knew that Futu had gone to the army alone, all thanks to the hype of the Fu Tang clan, who had become a demon who dreamed of being a lady.

In the past two days, she said that her son had gone to the army, and the fortune teller said that her son was destined to be a general, and she was waiting at home to be a lady!

People are in good spirits when they are happy, and the rich Tang clan who are in a good mood rarely have a sharp attitude towards Fu Erya and Yan.

The villagers all said that Fu Tang's heart was ruthless, and he didn't even care about his son's life for his own rich life.

A child who is only twelve years old can let him go to war as a soldier, even if it is a child's intention, he should be stopped.

Fighting a war is not a child's house, it is filled with human lives.

Aren't there people in the village who haven't been forcibly taken away and never come back, and if they don't see blood, don't they know what happened?

Futu is the incense of the rich family, and even the rich family herself did not speak, so others have no position to accuse her of doing something wrong.

The villagers only occasionally talked about it at the dinner table of each family.

After the autumn harvest, the villagers turned over the land before the winter began, and then gradually became idle, ready for the cold winter.

Xie Yujiao also often followed the old man into the mountains to store the firewood needed for winter.

The old man would burn charcoal, and the grandfather and grandson cut down a lot of dried trees and carried them home, and burned them into baskets of black charcoal.

I also bought a large number of weads and radishes for storage.

Grain, charcoal, and vegetables are enough, and winter is gradually coming.

The Qu family is very rich this winter, not only living in a new house, but also having a kang and enough food and vegetables, and winter clothes and bedding are very thick.

The old man was very satisfied, especially with his little granddaughter by his side, and he felt that this winter was warmer than any winter in previous decades.

Xie Yujiao tried to make a few ink strips in July, and after three or four months, she thought it should be okay.

So under the witness of the village chief, the old lady of the Li family and the children, I grinded it into thick ink, tried to write a few big characters, and waited to see the effect.

The handwriting dries after a while, and everyone picks it up and passes it on to watch, which is no different from the ink ingot writing effect that the old lady of the Li family bought before.

"It's done! Yes! The ink made of the ash at the bottom of the pot can really be used! The village chief and the old lady of the Li family supported each other, and they were about to jump up with excitement.

Xie Yujiao didn't expect this ink to be good, although it was far from famous ink such as Songyan ink, but it was still good for ordinary people.

This time, there are a total of seven strips of ink, which is enough for the children to cherish for a year.

It seems that she still has to do it again before leaving, and teach this technique to whoever in the village is better.

So I told the village chief to remember to collect the ash in the chimney when they dig out the chimney at the end of the year.

There is more ash in the chimney than at the bottom of the pot, which is the ash that has been accumulated for a year, and it is delicate, without hard lumps and impurities, and the best ink is made.

In the winter, everyone was idle, and there were more literate people in the school, and some adults came to sit for a long time and learn to recognize a few simple words.

In the blink of an eye, it entered the wax moon, and the capital sent this year's dividends, a total of six hundred taels.

In less than a year, Sancheng shares have been divided into 600 taels, so the total profit should be 2,000 taels.

Not bad.

There are so many stores in one store, Fu Zhaofeng and Qian Wu don't know how many branches they have opened now, and they won't be less profitable if they want to.

There are only two hundred taels of Sun Ingredient, and I don't know if it is enough for this boy to use it for a few days.

Along with the silver ticket, Fu Zhaofeng, Qian Wu, and Sun Cheng gave her and the old man New Year's gifts, and specially instructed her not to return the gift, but to thank her for giving them the birthday cake recipe for thanks.

That cake recipe, for the time being, they haven't used it to open a store, but they only make a copy occasionally, giving a special heart to the elders, but they have all been looked at differently in the family.

It's something that money can't buy.

The day soon entered the twentieth day of the lunar month, because the twenty-third day of the lunar month was a small year, and it officially entered the rhythm of the New Year from a young age.

The school also went up to the twentieth day of the lunar month, and then every household began to prepare New Year's goods.

This year, although some things happened in Dongshan Village, fortunately, they all survived peacefully, and God also appreciated the face, and the crops were smoothly harvested into the granary without drought or waterlogging.

This year, the village not only had a school, but also made its own paper, and now even ink can be made by itself.

The old lady of the Li family is happy, and the village chief is also happy.

In order to celebrate this year's series of good things, the village chief announced that Mrs. Li's family would produce a pig, and the village chief's family would also produce a pig, so that everyone could eat pig-killing rice together on the twenty-second day of the lunar month.

This pig-killing rice is to celebrate the good weather of the year, and it is also for the sol needed to make ink.

The sol used to make this ink needs to be boiled by shaving animal skin, and the easiest animal skin to come is of course pig skin.

Especially now that the year is down, it's time to kill pigs for the New Year.

So the village chief and Mrs. Li decided to kill the two pigs and take the pig skin to make ink, and everyone can still get together and have fun.

Because Xie Yujiao told the village chief that she would dig out the ash in the chimney to make ink.

The village chief felt that there should not be much soot in his own village, so he mobilized people to go to the neighboring village to help people dig chimneys for free, not only for free, but also for each chimney to give people two cents.

It's not unusual for someone to take out the chimney for free and collect money, and whoever doesn't agree is stupid.

Although two pennies is not a problem, but you can also buy a big meat stuffed bun, which is better than contributing nothing at home.

So after half a month, Dongshan Village really collected a lot of fine soot.

There is a lot of soot, and this sol is too much, and the pigskin of two pigs is enough.