Chapter 3: Life in the Homes of the People

The meal has been cooked.

In addition to brown rice on the table, there are also smoked fried bacon, mushrooms, etc., although they are all produced in the mountains or in their own fields, but four or five dishes and a large pot of egg drop soup, in this era and there are no guests to eat like this, it is absolutely a luxury, if you show it, it is estimated that you have to secretly scold two losers.

The Yang family has a few acres of thin fields, although the yield is not high, but there is no need to endure the exploitation of the landlord's long-term labor like the tenants, and after deducting the taxes paid to the government, it is more than the surplus grain of the average family in the village, plus Yang Yi hunts and collects medicine all year round, and the harvest is also quite rich.

Therefore, no matter whether the villagers are waiting to see each other or not, even if they support Yang Kuan to go to a new school and have two younger brothers and sisters, the Yang family's life is still one of the best in this village.

Yang Yi has made great contributions to supporting this family, but his younger brothers and sisters have also made great contributions.

Not to mention Yang Kuan and Yang An, who were at home before, even the youngest Yang Ping has been in charge of housework since she was four or five years old, washing and cooking, and cutting grass and planting seedlings when she is busy.

The children of poor families are in charge of the family early, and there is no way to do it.

Yang Yi, who had eaten dry food for a few days, sat down and ate a lot, and he had long been accustomed to all this.

After eating, Yang An and Yang Ping were busy cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, feeding the pigs and sweeping the floor, putting grass on the yellow cattle in the pen, etc., while Yang Yi began to clean up the wild boars.

Boiling water scalded hair, intestines opened, the sharp short knife in the dim oil lamp only left a piece of knife light, every time from the weakest part of the cut, avoiding the hard bones to pick the meridians and flesh, and finally into pieces of meat.

Yang An and Yang Ping, who had finished feeding the livestock last night, came to help, Yang An was dealing with the internal organs, heart, lungs, liver, kidneys, and intestines, and did not let go, while Yang Ping smeared coarse salt on the meat pieces and internal organs that Yang Yi and Yang An had handled, and then piled them into the clay jar to ferment.

After fermenting for a few days, washing off the excess salt and then drying, hanging on the fire pit for smoking, it is bacon, which can be stored for a long time without worrying about spoilage.

"Big brother, that leopard came to ask you again for food?"

Yang An noticed that the wild boar was missing a pair of hind legs, and muttered, "I think that beast is relying on you, and his appetite is getting bigger and bigger!" ”

It's no wonder he's unhappy, a pair of hind legs is the place with the most good meat on the wild boar, not to mention the delicious food, and the money can be worth a lot of copper.

"I'm hunting farther and farther, and I'm shooting too hard, and the leopard is hungry, so I should pay taxes for it!"

Yang Yi smiled and said: "Take too much, such as exhausting the water and fishing, it will hurt the heavens and the peace, give it some food, it is better than it is hungry and anxious to come out of the mountain to hurt people!" ”

Yang An nodded, thoughtfully, but Yang Ping pouted and rubbed salt on those pieces of meat, playing happily with herself.

"Pingping, don't castrate this pig pancreas, Ming'er will cook it for Huang Gu to eat!"

Yang Yi looked at the cheerful Yang Ping and smiled, Yang Ping snorted and said crisply.

Huang Gu is the scalper of the family, and the brothers and sisters saved money for many years to buy it, not to mention the family, even in the entire Songjia Village, it can be regarded as a valuable big object.

In the past, when there were no oxen, Yang Yi pulled the plough and ploughed the field by himself, and he was tired enough to choke not to mention that it was slow and tight, so as soon as he saved enough money, Yang Yi bought back a yellow ox, and when he was busy with farming, he not only ploughed the fields and ploughed the land by himself, but also rented it to the villagers, which could be exchanged for a lot of chewing grain.

To support this family, Huang Gu also made great efforts.

Although cattle usually eat grass, they are actually omnivores, and people on the side of pig pancreas don't like to eat them, so they simply cook them for cattle to eat, and they can also get some fat.

When everything is done, the hour is not early.

The three brothers and sisters did not sleep immediately, and Yang Yi soaked his feet while taking the school Yang An and Yang Ping's homework, reciting textbooks, writing, and so on.

Yang's father and Yang's mother are not only good, but also have some family education.

Although Yang Yi and Yang Kuan did not have the opportunity to go to private school when they were young, their parents did not miss a day in addition to various tasks every day, running in the morning, practicing boxing and martial arts, and reading and writing at night.

My parents died early, but these family rules have never been abandoned.

In this Songjia Village, even within a radius of several hundred miles, there are few people who have both civil and military skills, but the brothers and sisters don't talk much, and they rarely conflict with others, and there are not many people who know.

Yang Yi and Yang Kuan first followed their father to learn some books of the Four Books and Five Classics, which were dry and jerky, and it was very difficult to learn.

However, Yang An came back from the new school last year, and brought back some textbooks from the old new school, whether it was Yang Yi or Yang An Yang Ping liked it very much, the book not only has traditional ancient texts, but also vernacular articles suitable for ordinary people's speaking habits, and there are also idle texts that introduce the world pattern, so that the brothers and sisters do not know more about the world.

I know that foreign devils are also divided into Americans, British, Germans, Russians, etc., I know that it was Mr. Sun who brought down the Qing government, I know Lu Xun, and I know that Chairman Chiang is now the emperor of the country, but many warlords don't take the chairman seriously, etc., especially the red bandits, the chairman has not been exterminated several times, and he is very tenacious......

Thinking of those red bandits, Yang Yi remembered the guns buried in the back mountain, and how Yang Kuan's tuition fees for going to the academy came from.

That's just it, he won't tell anyone, not even his younger siblings, he is going to take it into the coffin.

Now I am learning the textbooks of the new school.

Although Yang Yi is more literate and knowledgeable, he is twenty-one years old after all, and he usually relies on him for hunting and work, and the progress of learning often can't keep up with Yang An and Yang Ping, so he can't teach, and can only be regarded as a brother and sister who learn from each other.

"This is the candy given by Sister Jiawen today!"

After finishing his homework, Yang An took out a handful of candy and said: "My sister stole one and ate one, and the rest is here, and she told her that these candies should be kept for the New Year, but she just didn't listen!" ”

Yang Ping tugged at the corner of her clothes and looked like she had done something wrong.

"My sister is still young!"

Yang Yi said with a smile, let Yang An and Yang Ping each take a few more to satisfy their hunger, and put the rest in the cabinet, take it if you want to eat, in previous years, the life of the family was not good, and you must be careful to maintain, this year's harvest in the field is good, and there are a lot of prey hunted, but you don't need to care too much.

Yang Ping happily ate the candy, but Yang An didn't eat it alive or dead, and carefully put the remaining sugar cubes in the cabinet, looking like a little adult, but he was the housekeeper at home.

After a long time, the three of them fell asleep.

Listening to the slight snoring of his younger siblings in the next room, Yang Yi tossed and turned a little and couldn't sleep.

Song Jiawen came back for the New Year, but Yang Kuan didn't come back.

Although the provincial city is so far away, Yang Kuan didn't come back in order to help reduce the burden on the family, but the eldest brother is like a father, Yang Yi, the eldest brother, feels unsure, and wants to wait until he sees Song Jiawen to ask if there is any other reason.

At the same time, he thought of Song Jiawen again, he hadn't seen him for more than a year, and he couldn't remember Song Jiawen's appearance anymore, but the appearance of the girl with braids shaking the embroidered bag at him was particularly clear in his mind.

In the morning, the snow is heavier.

Yang Yi got up first, dressed neatly, boiled water and washed before running out.

After a while, Yang An and Yang Ping in the next room also got up. After washing, I ran to the back mountain.

Four or five miles away in the mountains, it was already far from the village.

There was a small clearing in the forest, now covered with a thick layer of snow.

The mountains are exceptionally cold in the early morning, not to mention the snow.

When Yang Yi ran to the clearing, not only did he not feel cold, but the white heat had risen all over his body, so he simply took off his woolen coat, picked up the broom made of bundling the branches thrown in the corner, and swept away the snow in the open space in a few clicks, revealing a flat and solid land.

From the beginning of the Yang family's arrival, the population of the family is large and small, and it is a habit that has not been touched by thunder for decades to practice boxing in the morning, whether it is wind, frost, rain or snow, it has not been broken at all.

Seeing that there were two small black dots running towards this side in the snow in the distance, the corners of Yang Yi's mouth flashed a gentle smile, and he took a punch and kick to warm his muscles and bones, and then he officially started to practice, attacking with his fists and feet, like wind and thunder, and those falling snowflakes were far away under his fists and feet, and the power was extraordinary.

Yang An and Yang Ping also ran over quickly, and after moving their muscles and bones, they began to open their fists and feet, although they were young, they also played well.

After Yang Yi finished punching and kicking, he began to lift the wood and stones on the side again, and carried out strength exercises, one or two hundred catties of logs swirled easily on his body, as if he was made of foam, if he was seen by outsiders, he would have to give a thumbs up and praise his innate divine power.

It's just that Yang An and Yang Ping have obviously been accustomed to this for a long time, and they practiced their own exercises, and they didn't even take a look at it with a focused expression.

After more than half an hour, the three brothers and sisters finished their respective exercises, and Yang An and Yang Ping looked at Yang Yi with a look of anticipation.

"I won't practice guns today, I'll have breakfast later, let's go to Master Song's house!" Yang Yi said.

"Then I can play with Sister Jiawen again!"

Yang Ping said happily, but Yang An was a little depressed, boys' love for guns is obviously much more enthusiastic than that of girls.

Yang Yi just patted Yang An's head, and then went home, there were not many bullets left, and he couldn't satisfy Yang An's desire to practice guns every time, anyway, Yang An and Yang Ping's marksmanship had barely been practiced, and now a few shots every once in a while are to learn from the past, and there is not much hindrance.

After breakfast, Yang Yi fed the pigs and boiled hot water to feed the cows, and when Da Huang saw him, his huge head rubbed against him for a while before continuing to bow his head and eat the forage mixed with pig pancreas, which was particularly intimate.

It was only half the morning when everything was done, and Yang Yi had only two dried hares and dried mushrooms, ready to go to Song's house.

Yang An shook his head and said that he would not go, and sat by the fire with bamboo strips meticulously weaving the back basket, but Yang Ping happily put on the most beautiful clothes and tied small pigtails, urging Yang Yi to go quickly.

"An'an, the work is endless, let's rest for a day with such a heavy snow!" Yang Yi said.

Yang An didn't speak, just did his own thing.

Yang Yi sighed distressedly, he had no choice but to give Yang An a few words, and then took Yang Ping to Song's house.

From a distance, Yang Yi noticed that there were villagers wrapped in woolen jackets inside and outside Song's house guarding in the snow, and the barrel of the gun was faintly exposed on the courtyard wall, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Yang Da, in the past few days, the harvest is good!"

Song Jiu, who was on guard with a musket, asked with a smile when he saw Yang Yi coming over, and a layer of folds wrinkled on his frozen blue face.

"I hunted a wild boar......

Yang Yi replied: "The snow is too big, and the beasts can't nest out......"

"You are content, you are so heavy with snow, we don't even dare to enter the mountain, but you kid doesn't go all the way......"

Song Jiu sincerely admired the words, as one of the old hunters in the village, he knew too well how dangerous it was for such a big snow to enter the mountain, and how difficult it was to hunt prey.

Yang Yi smiled, and then looked at the dozen or so vigilant villagers and asked in a low voice, "What is wrong with such a big battle?" ”

"Brother Nian said that the New Year is coming soon, and I'm afraid of chaos, so let's help watch it!"

Song Jiu grinned with yellow teeth and said: "Anyway, give money, you are idle at home, and you can come and help earn three melons and two dates......

Song Fucai had already come out as he spoke, and said to Yang Yi: "Yang Da, why are you stunned in the yard, the master let you sit in the house, your body can bear it, Pingping, this girl is so young, can she compare with you?" ”

Yang Yi nodded back to the villagers and then entered the house.