Zhao Xin's division is obviously after careful consideration, so on average, the big house gets the most, and then the third room, the most loss is he, the person who shares the cake, but Zhao Xin doesn't care, if you really want to talk about it, it is he who benefits the most.

In the past, Zhao Xin's money from work had to be handed over to the public middle school, which was managed by the Wang family, and now he has divided the family, although he has the least things, but it is also limited, and the future wages can be grasped by himself, and it is more cost-effective than planting a few acres of land in a year.

In the middle of the moon, a layer of mist rose in the courtyard at some point.

The couple whispered for a while, and finally Zhao Yan's third uncle Zhao Quan spoke: "I think the division of the second brother is good, the eldest brother is the eldest son, and he should indeed divide more, I think it will be divided like this...... However, it's the second brother that you have suffered a little. ”

Zhao Xinzhong had his own plans, just smiled and waved his hand without speaking, and then turned his gaze to the two of them.

The Wang family didn't discuss it with his own man at all, but stood there alone and pondered, until his baby son Zhao Qi quietly pulled her sleeve and whispered stupidly: "Mother, according to the division of the second uncle, our family will take advantage of it, and we will share one acre more than the third uncle." ”

When Wang heard Zhao Qi's words, he remembered that his baby son was sixteen years old this year, and it was time to put the marriage on the agenda, so he made up his mind in his heart, and then said in a sharp voice: "His second uncle, then let's divide it according to what you say." ”

The next day, Zhao Dayan, the chief of the sixtieth year, was invited to come with a cane and several village elders.

"Baby, I told your father at the beginning, when the two of them are gone, your brothers will have to separate sooner or later, and now it has come true......" Zhao Dayan's hair has almost fallen out, at this time he has a head on his head to cover up, his sparse beard hangs down on his chest and flutters, a pair of copper bells and big eyes are full of energy, not like an old man who is about to be sixty years old, he and Zhao Yan's deceased grandfather are distant cousins, the relationship is not bad, and he is also the patriarch of the contemporary Zhao clan, at this time he is holding Zhao Yan's uncle Zhao Zhuang's hand, chattering about the past.

An elderly man next to him carefully wrote the paperwork, a total of triplicate, Zhao Yan stretched his neck and looked at it, because he inherited part of the memory of this body, plus he had worked hard in ancient literature in order to pursue the class flower who loved ancient poetry when he was in school, so he could still recognize the traditional Chinese characters in general.

I saw that the document was written on it: In March of the tenth year of orthodoxy, he was innocent: there are three Zhao brothers today, the eldest brother Zhuang, the second brother Xin, and the younger brother Quan, all of whom have given birth in a room, and they all take care of the lintel of each sword, but please rely on the witness of the elders in the field, the field is fifteen acres, the eldest brother is six acres, the second brother is four acres, and the younger brother is all five acres...... In addition to depositing the public, each has all the accounts, and he has been innocent from the public. Since then, each has its own business, each has its own type, and there is no difference between the two. Now I want to have a basis, set up this innocence like three papers, each holding a piece of paper, and the document is sent and stored.

When it comes to writing all kinds of things in detail, it can be regarded as finished, and then the names of the three brothers and several Chinese people are written on the back, just waiting for them to draw a charge.

After listening to the old man's recitation, the three brothers of Zhao Xin felt that there was no problem, so they pressed their handprints one after another.

After the painting of several Chinese people, the meal was already set up in the hall, and the Chinese people were invited to sit in the hall, and then the three brothers accompanied the last seat. By noon, when several middle-aged people had left, the women and children had picked up some leftovers to eat.

After eating, Zhao Yan and Zhao Qi were sent back the chairs and stools they borrowed from the neighbors. After Zhao Yan came back, the three rooms had been delivered clearly, and they were discussing when they would go to the state government to handle the household sticker, that is, the household registration book of the Ming Dynasty.

After the three brothers discussed, Zhao Xin took the money allocated to him into his arms, and then asked Zhao Yan to pack up his things, and the father and son were going to the town today.

said that there was actually nothing to clean up, Zhao Yan walked around the west room twice, only found his two sets of tattered clothes, stuffed them into the baggage, and then walked out.

Zhao Yan didn't have a sense of belonging here, and after Zhao Xin and the two brothers finished talking, they followed him on the road to the town without worry.

At first, the father and son just walked silently one after the other, and no one spoke.

Zhao Yan didn't know what to say, he inexplicably traveled to hundreds of years ago, and inexplicably had a father, and there was no emotional foundation at all, so Zhao Yan's heart was very awkward, so he didn't call 'Dad' from the time they met to now, but fortunately, Zhao Xin didn't pay attention, or he didn't care, he decided that Zhao Yan was his son, which was enough for him.

As for Zhao Xin, he has been working in the winery for a long time, because the winery is close to the state city, so he will go to the state city to hang out when he has nothing to do, and the most prosperous place in the state city is the state front street, where there are all kinds of shops, and there are many vendors who set up stalls to beg for a living, and over time Zhao Xin started to do a small business, but he has not been able to make up his mind before, but now he is divided into family affairs, without the constraints of the long house, and he will have to support himself and Zhao Yan in the future, plus he also wants to send Zhao Yan back to the private school to study, All of this requires money, so the idea of doing business came to mind.

Zhao Xin thought about his thoughts, and didn't pay attention to Zhao Yan's movements behind him, just lowered his head and walked silently.

Zhao Yan's body is weak, he usually hasn't walked such a long road at once, Taocun is thirteen or fourteen miles away from Jiuzhou Town, although it is all flat land, but he can't hold it until he walks half way at this time, seeing Zhao Xin's feet in front of him, his brows are slightly furrowed, as if he is thinking about something, Zhao Yan is not good at disturbing him, he can only hold on, and secretly puffed up in his heart, this body is too weak, his arms, legs and feet are similar to bamboo poles, this time he should exercise his body, but he must not be ashamed.

Zhao Xinzheng was walking straight with his head bored, not wanting to suddenly hear a 'plop' sound behind him, so he came back to his senses and turned his head to look when he heard the sound.

Zhao Yan fell face down on the ground motionless, as if he had no breath at all, Zhao Xin couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly squatted down and turned it over to check, seeing that his eyes were closed, his face was yellow, and his heart was tight, so he shook Zhao Yan's body and called out loudly: "Ugly, what's wrong with you?" Wake up soon......"

Zhao Yan is the weakness caused by malnutrition, a little more exercise will be a little unbearable, after a short rest, the boredom in his heart gradually dissipated, in a trance heard a call in the distance in his ears, only then he reluctantly opened his eyes, I didn't want to open my eyes after the eyes were a piece of Venus scurrying around, and his throat was dry and nauseous.

After retching with his mouth open for a while, the Venus in front of him gradually dissipated, the distant call became real, and the five senses returned to normal, and Zhao Yan saw the anxious look on Zhao Xin's face clearly.

"Ahem...... I'm fine, it's just ...... It's just that my foot is twisted, and it's fine. Zhao Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva dryly, struggling to stand up, he was already an adult man psychologically, and he would not be much younger than this cheap father in terms of his real age, he felt very strange to Zhao Xin, and he was more resistant in his heart, and he didn't want to show his weak side in front of him.

Seeing that Zhao Yan woke up and his consciousness was clear, Zhao Xin was a little relieved, but in an instant, he ignored Zhao Yan's request, turned his hand and carried it on his back, then looked ahead, and said in a low tone: "It's all my father's fault, I didn't take good care of you, there is a famous doctor in the town, I heard that even the old man of Zhizhou has seen him to see a doctor, and when you get to the town, your father will take you there, you can bear with it." ”

Zhao Yan was weak at the moment, and blindly being stubborn would only appear to be very naïve, so he obediently lay on Zhao Xin's back and agreed weakly.

Zhao Xin shook off his steps and strode along the road, took the time to turn his head and saw that his son's face was still yellow, his eyes were blank and half-open, and he looked far less angry than before, so he wanted to talk to him to boost Zhao Yan's spirit.

After thinking about it, Zhao Xin turned his head to look at the peach tree on the side of the road and asked, "Ah Chou, do you know why our village is called Peach Village?" ”

Zhao Yanzheng was drowsy, and when he heard the words, he replied sickly: "Because of those old peach trees in the west of the village......

"That's right, those old peach trees are said to have grown for more than a thousand years, and the peaches produced are large, generous, and sweet and juicy, and even the emperor of the capital loves to eat them. When I was a child, your grandfather told me a story, saying that it was an emperor in the Han Dynasty, who was called Xiu'er, and you said that a man's name was 'Xiu'er', which is the same as a woman's name, which is really awkward. This Xiu'er Emperor was chased by the enemy's army and crossed the Hutuo River, when he passed by us he ran hungry and thirsty, and when he saw that the peaches on the old peach trees were very gratifying, he picked them and ate one, and after eating, this Xiu'er Emperor immediately had the spirit, and finally got rid of the pursuers. After he killed the enemy, he set the peaches produced by these old peach trees as a tribute, and changed the name of our village to Peach Village, and then the peaches produced by these old peach trees became a tribute to the past dynasties. ”

"That emperor's name is Liu Xiu, right?" Zhao Yan has a good historical foundation, and after a little thought, he remembered the name of this 'Great Demon Master', and his enemy must be Wang Mang'.

"Huh? How do you know, it seems to be called Liu Xiu. Zhao Xin replied with a smile.

Zhao Yan was stunned when he heard this, and said casually: "I listened to Chen Xiucai in the village." ”

"Hehe, the reader knows a lot." Zhao Xin sighed and continued: "There is another story about the peach tree in our village, and I also listened to the steward in the winery, and I don't know if it is true. It is said that there was a big official named Cui Hu in the Tang Dynasty, his family is now Boye County, Baoding Prefecture, and when he passed by our village, he saw the blooming peach blossoms, so he made a very famous poem, I don't know if Chen Xiucai told you? ”

Zhao Yan naturally knew Cui Hu, and Cui Hu was famous and well-known in history, relying on his poem, so he opened his mouth and said: "In this door last year, the peach blossoms on the human face were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

Zhao Xin saw that Zhao Yan had some spirit, and his heart was a little calm, and he immediately praised: "Dad is a rough man, and he doesn't know a lot of big characters, but this poem is good, I can understand the general meaning, Ah Chou seems to know a lot more than me." ”

Zhao Yan replied: "This is also from Chen Xiucai. ”

After a while, Zhao Yan mentioned Chen Xiucai twice, which seemed to touch Zhao Xin, and it took a while to hear him ask, "Ugly, do you want to go to school?" ”