Fifty-one, the conspiracy is evident - a small matter (I)

In the twenty-seventh year of the calendar, the twenty-fourth day of the winter month, there was snow.

Kyoto Prefecture.

I don't know when the snow began to fall on this day, but the people of Kyoto Prefecture woke up early in the morning and saw that the front of the door had been covered by a thin layer of snow, but because it was not cleared overnight, the snow on the ground was still white, and the snow surface was still flat.

The fifth aunt who sells vegetables has brought the fresh vegetables and fruits that she got up early from the entrance of the Chengnan vegetable market to her street stall, which she rented yesterday from the Kyoto Prefecture Urban Construction Division, and she can sell vegetables here in the future, and also save her the hard work of pushing her wheelbarrow every day to walk the streets and alleys.

The son of the fifth aunt became a soldier a few years ago and was assigned to Xitucheng, where the Northwest Frontier Army was stationed. The fifth aunt naturally couldn't resist him, so she had to agree to let him go.

It's just that a few years have passed, and the fifth aunt has never seen her son's face except for receiving the military salary brought back by her son's trustee every year.

His son's father died early, and his son went to Xitucheng to join the army, although every year some money was sent to him by his son's trustees, but after all, it was only enough to make ends meet.

At first, the fifth aunt was just doing needlework for others, but the people were old and their eyes were inevitably a little spent, so they had to ask someone to find a vegetable farmer at the south city gate.

Akan is a vegetable farmer in the villages around Kyoto Prefecture, and every day before midnight, he will come to the south gate of Kyoto Prefecture and wait for the vendors from Kyoto Prefecture to come and pick up vegetables.

In order to facilitate the nobles in Kyoto Prefecture to eat fresh vegetables and fruits for the first time, the south gate is generally opened earlier than other city gates, at first it was just some handymen from the nobles' homes to buy some fresh vegetables and fruits, and then asked people to send them to the house, but over time, it became a place for agricultural trading.

Every day, the south gate of Kyoto Prefecture opens

Vegetable farmers outside Kyoto Prefecture who have been waiting for a long time will hand over their freshly picked fruits and vegetables to the vendors who come to buy them.

This was the first time that the fifth aunt came to her fixed stall, and after clearing the snow from the stall, she put the vegetables she had bought.

The stall next to him is a tofu seller, and the owner of the tofu stall, Aunt Wu'er, naturally knows each other, called Xu San.

On this day, because of the snow, the tofu stall came a little late, and by the time Xu San arrived, the fifth aunt had already helped sweep the snow from the tofu stall.

"Fifth aunt, I'm here so early today." Xu San put his tofu on the stall, then sighed in his hand, and then rubbed it vigorously.

"It's not the first day I've come, and I'm thinking about a good omen." The fifth aunt was fiddling with the cabbage and radish on the stall, and chatted with Xu San.

When the fifth aunt pushed the cart to sell vegetables, she was more or less taken care of by Xu San, and she was all living in the same alley, and she looked up and didn't see it when she looked down, so she was naturally familiar with it, and the news that the stall was taken back by the Urban Construction Department was also told by Xu San to the fifth aunt, which also gave the fifth aunt a chance to go to the Urban Construction Division to rent this stall.

"It's snowing today, and there are fewer people who estimate it."

After Xu San and the fifth aunt finished speaking, they rubbed their hands again, and their breath turned into frost, and the cold wind of the winter moon blew on their faces, leaving subtle traces.

At this time, Xu San seemed to think of something, so he asked Aunt Wu'er, "Aunt Wu'er, your son hasn't come back yet?"

Hearing Xu San mention her son, the fifth aunt's heart sank, and what she was most worried about now was the son who was far away in the northwest.

"No, I don't know when it's going to be a head."

"It's been five years since your son went to the northwest." Xu San pinched his fingers, he remembered that the last time he saw the son of the fifth aunt's family, it should have been at his and Xiu'er's wedding banquet.

"It's been five years, and it's been five years since this year." The fifth aunt sighed.

Xu San thought for a while, and then said to the fifth aunt, "My distant cousin is the garrison of our Kyoto Prefecture, and he told me that in the spring of next year, the garrison of Kyoto Prefecture will be transferred from various armies for five years.

I don't know what your son means, but when you have time, Aunt Five, you ask someone to ask, if your son agrees, I will ask my distant cousin to help you run it. ”

The fifth aunt was overjoyed when she heard this, the garrison army of Kyoto Prefecture was already fat, and it was not easy to transfer people into the garrison, and the son of the fifth aunt was going to enter the garrison, but because his qualifications were not enough, he had to choose the northwest frontier army located in the northwest frontier fortress.

"It would be best if it could be transferred."

The fifth aunt is naturally happy, after all, in this way, not to mention the status of the garrison, just to see her son from time to time, the fifth aunt is happy in her heart.

"There's no need to ask someone to ask the dog baby, I'll decide it for him," the fifth aunt said to Xu San with a smile, "Just ask your distant cousin to help your aunt ask, how much money is needed for this, I can go and make up for it." ”

Of course, the fifth aunt is not a fool, knowing that Xu San should be able to get some benefits from mentioning this, but if it is really as Xu San said, it is okay to let him get old as much as he wants.

Xu San naturally meant the same thing, originally he didn't lie to the fifth aunt, but when he was drinking with his distant cousin a few days ago, he heard him talk about it, and he kept an eye on it, thinking that he and his cousin could make some money from it, so as to supplement the family.

After waking up, Xu San told his distant cousin about this, and the cousin naturally agreed, saying that he would divide the account at that time, otherwise Xu San would not be so hard at this time.

When he heard Xu San mention that he could transfer his son back to the garrison, he was so happy that he didn't even take care of his own vegetable stall anymore, but he was thinking in his heart about borrowing some money from his relatives and friends to do this.

In this way, the fifth aunt's vegetable stall did not sell a single dish at noon, but occasionally someone passed by and looked for the price, but the fifth aunt had other things in mind, and the prices quoted were all casual nonsense, and each of them was sold at a high price, so that no one touched the dishes on the stall again.

Just after noon, because of the morning's events, the fifth aunt was not in the mood to eat, and she was still thinking about whether the money she had on hand was enough for this operation.

Just when the fifth aunt was stunned, she suddenly heard someone calling her not far away.