The old people say that sailing and riding are three lives, and not going out is a lifetime of happiness. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

When he was a child, Roche didn't understand what this meant, but as he grew up, he realized that this was not unreasonable.

She was convinced.

When you go out, don't talk about how much hardship and how many sins you have to endure along the way. Just say who knows if it's too smooth along the way, and what will happen.

She is also a victim of disaster.

During the famine years, grain, vegetables, oil and salt were all expensive. Not to mention a handful of rice and a handful of vegetables, even a piece of grass, it is worth more than human life. It is not uncommon to leave your hometown for the sake of survival, to eat a bite of food, and to be hungry to the point of eating people.

What's more, the Yangtze River has no head in front and no tail, the torrent is rolling and the waves are crashing on the shore, and people who have never seen it have nowhere to think about it, but it is not fun......

The bad memories in Luo's heart surged up like opening the floodgates, and her throat seemed to be blocked by a piece of cotton, making her breathless.

But how can she not understand her husband's thoughts, and how can she ignore them.

From himself to others, for a long time, Luo nodded with difficulty, but his heart was mostly empty, and he only knew that Mu Mu was patting the peppercorns.

Qin Lianbao's heart was slightly at ease, but he couldn't be happy. Facing his wife, he felt more and more guilty in his heart. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say it. After a while, he muttered: "I'm looking at Jiaojiao, you're tired for a day, go to bed early!" ”

Luo shook his head: "It's better for you to sleep first, Ming'er still has to get up early and hurry!" ”

When it comes to hurrying, I think of something. Just as he was about to instruct his husband, his left hand on the edge of the bed was already in the palm of his hand.

The palms of his hands were connected, and the hot heat instantly spread to the bottom of Roche's heart, and there was a trace of water vapor evaporating from the bottom of his eyes. Roche lowered his head, but he didn't want her husband to worry.

Qin Lianbao's palms were sweaty, but he never let go of Luo's hand, and only whispered to her: "Daddy traveled south and north in his early years, and he went to several states and counties around him, and the Yangtze River was also crossed. We'll be home in the second half of the morning at the latest, so you can rest assured. It's just that I'm not at home, you need to know to take some time to rest. The pepper is getting better and better day by day, you don't have to work too hard, in the end, your body is just as important. ”

Luo Zhi raised his right hand and brushed his hair in a bun, his fingers silently wiped the water from the corners of his eyes, and then nodded and said, "I'm at home, we are also very well-behaved, what can happen." It's you, after all, when you're out and about, you have to be careful......"

Before, the room was silent, and the pepper was in his throat. I don't know how long it was, but when I heard my parents comforting each other and entrusting each other, I endured it so that no tears oozed out.

All kinds of thoughts came to my mind, and suddenly I heard the sound of rustling straw sandals outside, but I didn't sleep all night.

It's not just peppercorns, this night, the old Qin family is a child who doesn't know anything yet, and few of them can sleep peacefully.

The moon was still in the middle of the sky, and Father Qin no longer felt sleepy, put on his shoes, and went out of the upper room.

Standing in the courtyard, looking around by the moonlight, I looked at the home that had been supported bit by bit like a swallow in the mud for more than 30 years, and then slowly went to the backyard with my back bent.

Standing in front of the cowshed, he patted the old ox with his eyes open and unstable, talked to it, fed it fodder, and added a little more water.

The old cow was raised by Father Qin, and when he saw his master, he let out an affectionate cry. After taking a small sip of water, he slowly chewed the hay.

Father Qin sat cross-legged on the local area, watching the cows eat forage. I don't know when, my eyes passed through the cowshed and went straight to the north, as if I wanted to look through the mountains and mountains to the end of the sky.

Father Qin left home when he was young, and whenever he couldn't survive, he would spread his feet and run to the high ground. Looking out to the north, I feel crazy homesick.

Since I decided to temporarily settle in Lianxi that year, I haven't thought about it for many years. The last time was when the eldest grandson was born. Speaking of which, there have been thirteen or fourteen years.

As the old saying goes, the father of the daughter Xiao and the mother of the child, he picked the strengths of his parents. Tall, strong, and courageous.

Those who don't know are southerners and northerners, but those who don't know him are northerners.

In the north, where the people are fierce and bold, there are more than 200 people in the family, and they live together. Although it is not a famous family, it also cultivates and reads heirlooms. Qing Gengyu read and practiced martial arts, and his ancestors also had a civil and military talent, raised people, and cultivated genealogy.

The family has been heirloom for a hundred years, and in his generation, there are no children in the clan who can't afford to go to school, and there are no old people who can't afford to buy coffins.

Naturally, he also read.

Since the age of four, he opened Mongolia according to the rules of the clan, and entered the Mengguan opened in the clan to raise the child, and was given the scientific name of Guanmei by Mr. Began to read and write in Zhengyin, and learned three hundred thousand thousands, "Liweng Rhyme", and "Qin's Family Tree".

When he was six years old, he was promoted to the school, performed the opening ceremony, and began to read the scriptures, learn characters, and practice martial arts with his husband. I have to go to class for three or four hours every day, rain or shine.

It's just that he was stubborn and abnormal when he was young, and he was just in the museum, because he had a good memory, everything was a teaching, and he was quite liked by Mr. When he finished reading and was free, he would take him to paste rabbit lamps, tie harriers, make harpoons, and split bamboo dragonflies, and his interest was very high, and he only felt that there was nothing more fun in this world than studying. Just waited for the school hall to read, but never calmed down to learn words, and practiced martial arts was very obsessed.

Because he didn't write well, his mother and son also taught him a hard lesson more than once. All the good things and bad things were said, and later I saw that he was indeed not this material, although there were regrets, but he was not very restrained.

It's just that it's okay to practice martial arts, and you can still afford it if your family is tight. It's just that since it's decided, I don't regret it, no matter how hard and tired I am, I have to grit my teeth. And even if you practice martial arts, you still have to read books and still have to practice. If you don't read, how can you be reasonable.

As for karma, the same rice raises a hundred kinds of people, and not everyone can read. People have their own strengths, and if they can't read, they can do something else.

This is also the reason why the ancestors of the Qin family have always been open-minded, although reading is expensive, but also to encourage the clansmen to practice martial arts, farming, business, and work, and it is also written into the family motto.

After all, in the eyes of the ancestors of the Qin family, although they are Shinong and industrialists, they can be eclectic, as long as they are upright, diligent, and can specialize in one industry and make a living on their own, they are also filial sons and grandsons. For these people, they still have a foothold in the clan, and they can still be recognized and respected by the clan.

It is precisely because of this that the Qin family, although there are many clansmen, there are no rebel bandits who are idle and do not make a living, so they have saved this century-old family business.

Unexpectedly, in the year when he turned ten years old and just worshipped his master to learn martial arts, the dynasty was corrupted, the army was in turmoil, and the hundred-year-old family business collapsed.