As the so-called life has to pass, especially Mao Yulong's heart is thinking about the 200 acres of paddy fields under his hands, so he wants to take a look at the fields under his name as soon as possible, and calculate how to look at the scene of these bastards crying and can't find the north in the future. So after having breakfast at dawn, I talked to my mother, and I didn't exercise, but picked up a hoe and prepared to go to the fields outside the city to see my future property.

Now Mao Yulong's mind, no matter how his mother beats herself with a broomstick, the 200 acres of land are going to be decided, even if this lawsuit is brought to the Jinluan Palace, he will win and not lose. Making a fortune is secondary, the main thing is to teach those who always bully their orphans and widows a lesson, and also to take back what they originally ate and what they have eaten.

Of course, being a man can't do things absolutely, Mao Yulong's generous decision to take them for a year, in fact, this is enough. 100,000 catties of rice in two seasons a year, according to the current rice per stone of four yuan, he will have 330 taels of silver, which is an absolute amount of money, equal to the expenses of 30 middle-class households for a year. With this money, I will be able to do a lot of things, my mother and three will be able to have enough food and clothing, and I will have the money to go to school, and I can study and take the examination with peace of mind - the future is bright.

The road out of the city is wide and flat, and his ancestral hall is on the edge of this official road, and when Mao Yulong walked to the front of the ancestral hall, he was stopped by five or six children. These are all the descendants of those family members, that is, the children who wanted to pass on to their own families the day before yesterday, and when they saw Mao Yulong coming, they were instigated by their parents and surrounded Mao Yulong.

The grandson of the patriarch stood in the middle of the road, pinching his waist, tilting his face, and spat fiercely at Mao Yulong, who came over: "I want to go over to your family as your son, and you should be shameless, in fact, I should go to your house to be your grandfather." ”

The other children also quarreled and abused together.

Originally, they were children, and they didn't know these things, but Mao Yulong saw a few adults squatting in front of the ancestral hall, as well as the mothers-in-law and aunts who were holding needlework baskets and doing work under the sun, and they knew that the children were ignorant, but the adults understood that this was obviously instigated by the adults and looking for their own trouble.

Several men and women looked at Mao Yulong, who was about to be angry, and immediately made up accusations: "They are just children, what do they know?" You're already a Xiucai adult, how can you be more serious with a group of children. ”

Mao Yulong's heart was already burning with anger, they are indeed children, but you adults can't use them as children, so you indulge him.

You can indulge him, because you are their parents, but why should I indulge him? Who am I again?

Mao Yulong really hated it in his heart, this was obvious, adults couldn't find anything wrong, and used children to entangle themselves, but when he saw the majestic patriarch sitting in the doorway, Mao Yulong smiled. Facing these children, he showed his eight snow-white teeth, showed the most kind smile, squatted down, and smiled at the grandson of the patriarch who had just spat on him: "You did the right thing, and your behavior will be rewarded." Then he took out a penny in his cuff and handed it to the child: "Take it and buy a string of sugar gourds, it will be regarded as a reward for you." ”

With such encouragement, the other four children spat on Mao Yulong one after another. Of course, Mao Yulong can't favor one over the other, or it would be unkind to be a man. So he took out another four pennies in his sleeve: "Come and come, those who see it have a share, one penny per person, absolutely no difference." ”

Faced with such a situation, the men and women sitting in front of the ancestral hall laughed one after another, feeling sincerely happy for Mao Yulong's stupidity and the performance of their sons.

got rid of the entanglement of these children, Mao Yulong walked into the field with Shi Shiran.

The four seasons in the south of the Yangtze River are not divided, although it is winter, the fields are still foggy and verdant, and countless hard-working people are working hard to plough the land in the paddy fields, preparing for the beginning of spring to be able to plant seedlings.

Mao Yulong according to the address written on the original document, constantly measuring his land with his footsteps, every step down, his heart is infinitely happy, these are about to be his own land, how can he not cherish it, looking at the stupid clansmen are still looking at themselves like fools, Mao Yulong's mood is better.

You see that I am a fool, I think you are a fool, all living beings in the world look at each other as fools, and they all think that they are the smartest people, so who is the fool? It is only when the outcome of the matter is revealed that the wise and the foolish are naturally separated. In fact, the feeling of thinking that each other is a fool before the mystery is solved is indeed very enjoyable.

I walked a lot of hard work, but I only walked 1/10 of the land in my mind.

Looking at the land that is much larger than I imagined, pinching the black oily soil, putting it under my nose and smelling it carefully, a refreshing fragrance makes people hum comfortably.

200 acres of land, is it better to plant melons, beans, or rape flowers? Mao Yulong was heartlessly entangled.

A clansman was holding farm tools, weighing his chin, and looked at Mao Yulong squatting there stupidly with playful eyes, and finally shouted at him: "Hey, what are you looking at, it's not yours, are you stupid like that?" ”

Mao Yulong raised his face and showed an innocent smirk: "I just thought, we are going to plant beans and melons this year, but the old man said, plant beans and get beans, plant melons and get melons, and plant seeds and fruits." ”

The clansman laughed, then looked left and right for his companion, and finally shouted at a companion: "This Mao Yulong is really stupid to read, and he is still worried about what our heaven and earth plant." ”

The clansman replied enviously: "You are really blessed, you have hung the land in the name of Xiucai, and you no longer have to pay the imperial grain tax, and you have to worry about the little Xiucai, it is really a blessing." ”

This person ignored the sourness of this clan, and said to Mao Yulong: "Mao Yulong, you fool, where do we have a good field in the south of the Yangtze River to grow beans and melons, now plant a crop of rape first, and then rice, you don't divide the grains, or read your dead book." ”

Mao Yulong was also happy, and there was some dancing: "It's good to plant rape, all planted with rape, and when it comes to the beginning of spring, the tender yellow rape that pulls the ground and the sky, walking in the middle, what a beautiful picture it is, when the time comes, with one or two friends, with one or two beauties, wandering in the meantime, that is the most beautiful fairyland of people, good, good, just rape flowers." ”

Then, in the laughter of a group of clansmen looking at the fool and the madman, he tore away the voice of the male duck who had just changed his voice, and roared straight by neck: "A big road leads to my house."

My family lives at the foot of Yoliang Yaliang Mountain

The soil under the mountain is fertile, and the land is five acres

Five acres of fertile land, what to plant

Who will remember what I look like

Who will remember the injuries I had

Whose desires are the battlefields

Let's all turn our backs on goodness –

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has a wife and children, and the house is big.

Chickens are fat, geese are fat, cows and sheep are strong

Plant beans and rice, rape flowers