"Golden flower, and don't act recklessly."

Yang Yanding followed behind Geng Jinhua to persuade.

Geng Jinhua ignored it, and after entering the city, she felt fresh about everything in the city, and dragged Zhao Di to ask questions.

"Why do people here walk along both sides of the street...... Why don't you see filthy clutter on the streets here...... Why did those children run to the east of the city with cloth bags on their backs......

Zhao Di was by Geng Jinhua's side and patiently explained to her.

"Back to General Geng's words, the people in the city walked along the sides of the street in order to leave an open space in the middle for the mule carriage to walk, so as to avoid the mule carriage from hitting the people.

There is no dirty debris on the streets because every 200 meters there is a shelter for filth and debris, in addition to public toilets.

The cloth bag with the crotch shoulder that the children carry behind their backs is called a schoolbag, and there is a academy in the east of the city, and the children go to the east of the city to study. ”

In addition to these, Geng Jinhua also found scattered shops on the street, she walked to a shop in front of her, and pointed to the cake inside in surprise.

"The birthday cake shop made by the seventh brother is also here."

As he spoke, an old woman came out of the shop, with her hair in a bun and a skirt tied around her waist, followed by a timid female doll with snot hanging from her nose.

The old woman carefully wiped the snot for the female doll, patted her buttocks, told her to play, washed her hands herself, and entertained the guests.

"Guest, what do you want to order?"

The old woman saw that Geng Jinhua was wearing a mask on her face, and she was a little timid in her heart, but after seeing the soldiers patrolling the streets, she was bold enough to meet her.

Listening to the old woman's accent and pure Song accent, Geng Jinhua was a little surprised.

"You're always from Song?"

The old woman was stunned for a moment, and grinned: "Old woman, I used to be from Song, and now I am from Miza. ”

Yang Yanding interjected behind Geng Jinhua, "Why did you abandon your identity as a Song person?" ”

When the old woman heard this, the smile on her face gradually retracted, and she glanced at Yang Yanding vigilantly.

"After the old woman arrived in Miza City, you were the first to ask this question. Listen to your accent, you are from Song, what are you doing in Miza? ”

Geng Jinhua glared at Yang Yanding, and said to the old woman with a smile: "Don't blame the old aunt, I just came here, I don't know the folk customs here, and I don't know the presumptuousness, please forgive me." ”

The old woman raised her eyebrows, glanced at Yang Yanding, and then smiled at Geng Jinhua: "It's still the eldest girl who is sensible, since this guest officer asked the old woman why she abandoned her Song identity, then the old woman will answer you." ”

As the old woman spoke, she looked at the birthday cake in her shop.

Geng Jinhua understood, and said with a loud smile: "Annoying old aunt, give each of the three of us a piece." ”

The old woman was immediately happy, and quickly prepared a birthday cake for each of the three of them, and invited the three of them to enter the shop and sit down.

There are three low tables in the shop, which are specially prepared for the guests to eat.

After inviting the three of them to sit down, the old woman held a fist-sized birthday cake and placed it in front of the three of them.

He took a towel, dusted off the table and chairs, and sat down in front of the three of them.

"There are no other guests here, so the old woman will talk to you."

The old woman pointed at Yang Yanding, "This guest officer just asked, why did the old woman abandon the identity of the Song people, and the old woman will answer you now." The old woman never abandoned her identity as a Song person. When the Great Song Dynasty was founded, the old woman's family of six people barely survived.

Later, his grandfather was recruited as a civil husband and died on the way to the north. The son was also conscripted into the army and died in Liaodong.

The old woman and daughter-in-law were left, pulling their grandchildren over the fire.

On weekdays, I planted some grain and paid taxes to the government. We orphans and widows live on the bark of wild plants.

The year before last, there was a famine, and there was no wild vegetable bark to eat. Most of the people in the village have fallen grass.

We don't have a man in our family, and no one wants the grass. ”

Yang Yanding hesitated for a moment and said, "Since there is a famine, the government should have relief grain and grass distribution." It won't go to the grass......"

"Relief of food and grass?"

The old woman shook her head and sneered: "The relief grain and grass have been exploited layer by layer when they leave Beijing. In the hands of us ordinary people, there is nothing left. ”

"How did you survive? How did you get to Cochin again? ”

Geng Jinhua asked.

The old woman laughed miserably, "Why don't you ask where the old woman's daughter-in-law goes?" ”

"Uh~"

For a moment, Geng Jinhua and Yang Yanding were silent.

They could not ask this, nor did they dare to ask it. Even if I guessed something, I didn't dare to ask.

The old woman's face was a little hideous, "It's not that the old woman abandoned the identity of the Song people, she was an official, and she didn't treat us ordinary people as human beings at all." ”

"If it hadn't been for the team that came up to Miza City. Perhaps, the old woman will also go with her daughter-in-law. ”

The old woman pointed to the city of Miza, "It is only in this city that the old woman feels like she is living as a person. ”

"Here, everybody has a job, everybody has something to eat. The nobles in the city are old and old, and they can't do heavy work. taught the heirloom craft to the old woman hand in hand.

The old woman's grandson, when he reached the age, went to school in the academy in the east of the city without taking a penny. When the old woman's granddaughter reached the age, she also went to school in the academy in the east of the city. ”

Yang Yanding was puzzled, "What does a female doll do when she goes to school?" ”

The old woman glanced at Yang Yanding and shouted, "What's wrong with the female doll?" In this city of Miza, within a radius of a hundred miles. There is no distinction between high and low, and there is no difference between male and female status, and female dolls can go to school the same. Our city lord is still a woman. ”

"Here, the old woman feels like she's living as a person."

Yang Yanding pondered for a while, frowned, and said: "In this city, there are Jiaozhi people, slang people, wingmen, and Song people, everyone lives together, won't there be conflicts because of customs?" ”

"Cochins? Slang? Wingman? Song people? ”

The old woman smiled and shook her head, "Everyone is talking about Hanyin, passing on Hanfu, and guarding Hanli." A hundred years from now, will there still be people in this land? Slang? What is the difference between the bureaucrats and the Song people?

When the time comes, the people in this land will be Han Chinese. A Han and Miao descendant. ”

Yang Yanding was stunned, "The old aunt is wise. ”

The old woman grinned, "Old woman, I'm a wise fart. The wise are the nobles who are in charge of the city. These words were spoken by the nobles who were in charge of the city. ”

"Didn't you just say that there is no distinction between high and low people here?"

The old woman glared, "People have to have a conscience. The nobles in the city will give up their own wealth and wealth, so that we, the ordinary people, can eat and drink well and live well. Even if he doesn't see himself as a nobleman, we have to respect him as a nobleman. A person like him should live a long life and be a noble person for the rest of his life. ”