Although Tang Xidong has always listened to the words of the three of them, people don't look down on him, and he won't make much trouble, so naturally he won't talk much.

After a while, Uncle Seven hurried over.

The four of them talked again for a while, but they still didn't come up with a good solution.

In the end, they dispersed.

Liu Lianqing has a maid by her side, an orphan in the cottage, nominally her maid, but in fact, Liu Lianqing can't see that the little girl is lonely, so she takes care of her by her side, and she can be regarded as finding a companion for herself.

But Tang Xidong guessed that in fact, Liu Lianqing, who had been held in the palm of Liu Dagu as a baby, couldn't cook, so he just asked Xiaoqian to cook for her, oh, wrong, or it was for him and Liu Lianqing to be cooks.

The little girl is not big, two years younger than Liu Lianqing, but she is very close to Liu Lianqing.

The daily meals are prepared by Xiaoqian.

In the evening, taking advantage of the last bit of sunset on the horizon, also in order to save some lamp oil, dinner was eaten on the stone table in the courtyard.

Thin porridge, two-sided steamed buns, a plate of Chinese cabbage with no oil and water.

Not to mention, Tang Xidong, who is accustomed to eating big fish and meat in later generations, is eating the simple meal in front of him at the moment, and he feels that it is not a flavor, so he eats it with relish.

The two people on the other side were a little surprised when they saw his performance, after all, the performance in front of them was completely different from his picky posture before.

The ancients talked about food and didn't say anything, although ordinary people didn't care about this, but Liu Lianqing and Xiao Qianzhen didn't have anything to say to him, so naturally they wouldn't talk while eating.

Meal.

Tang Xidong was about to return to his residence after eating and wiping, but was stopped by Liu Lianqing.

"Tang Gongzi stays."

Tang Xidong turned around and saw the other party motioning for him to sit down, although he was a little unclear, he hesitated and chose to sit down.

"Tang Gongzi, the little woman knows that you stayed on the mountain, just because when your father went up the mountain that day, Ling Zun died unexpectedly, but after all, it was just an accident, Ling Zun did not die in the hands of his father, even if there was a reason for his father to lead people to rob, now his father has passed away, and the revenge has also been settled. Tang Gongzi also heard it just now, now the cottage is difficult, the way out is difficult to find, and it is unknown how it will be in the future, it is not a good thing for Tang Gongzi to stay in this cottage, it is better to go down the mountain as soon as possible tomorrow and go to the comfortable days of competing for fame, right? ”

Liu Lianqing said a long sentence in a row, with sincerity on her face.

Tang Xidong looked at the girl in front of him silently, knowing that the other party was still kind-hearted, although he didn't look down on him, he still thought about him and let him leave this disaster as soon as possible.

After Tang Xidong was silent for a long time, he saluted, and then said softly: "Thank you for the kindness of the owner of the village, but it has been five years since I went up the mountain, and now I have no relatives and no support, and my studies have long been abandoned, and I have slowly become a habit of going up the mountain for five years, and now I feel that it is not bad to live on this Luoliang Mountain, so I still decided to stay, as for the others, there is no need for the owner of the village to worry." ”

After speaking, he didn't give Liu Lianqing a chance to speak, and turned to leave.

In the sky, the crescent moon quietly appeared, shining on the face of the girl behind Tang Xidong, and the bewildered girl looked at his back in a daze, without saying a word.

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For Tang Xidong, coming to Daming is a new journey of life.

Everything is strange and new, even if there are many who are not used to it.

But as time passed, he became more and more accustomed to everything around him.

The cottage still can't grab food, and no one dies at all.

But all this is none of his business.

What Tang Xidong wants to do is to constantly change his living environment.

It has just entered August, and the weather is already very cold, with little rain days, and every day is dry and cold.

There is his house standing alone in the back mountain, although it is lonely, but there is a little advantage, that is, this is his territory, he can toss as much as he wants, and no one will care, Tang Xidong, who came by temperament, seems to have found the fun of building a house in his childhood.

First, I cleaned my house, then found some white lime in the front mountain and sprinkled it on the ground of the house, and then used a square stone polished by my own hands to smash it into a solid Panax notoginseng gray ground little by little.

This solves the current situation of the damp floor of the house.

The previous scholar was a little weak, Tang Xidong wanted to exercise, and while he was busy, he cleaned up the house and exercised his physique, killing two birds with one stone.

After all this, Tang Xidong prepared for the next item.

This late Ming is really a little cold, later generations heard that this period of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties was the famous Xiaoice River period, the temperature was once extremely low, and now I have personal contact, I understand that this cold is really not something that can be described by a few words in the book.

In order to make his life warmer, Tang Xidong began to renovate the house in the next step.

When Tang Xidong lived in the north, he was very curious about the kang and learned about it, and he admired the wisdom and creativity of the ancient working people at that time.

Now he can also be a member of the ancient working people and have a good time.

It is not difficult to make a fire, the stove plus the flue.

Tang Xidong personally took it in the later generations, and at this time, there was no difficulty in getting started, except that he couldn't find the bricks.

Find a small treetop and dry leaves mixed with loess and mud, then dig out a stone, first build the flue, set up the trunk on the top of the kang to make a beam, set up the wooden planks found, then take the mud to paste the noodles, and finally build the stove at the mouth of the flue left.

In order to speed up the drying of the kang, Tang Xidong found firewood and lit the stove.

It's just that there had just been an autumn rain, and the wood was damp, so the smoke from the stove mouth was rising, and after a while, the whole room was filled with smoke, and Tang Xidong couldn't stay.

Tang Xidong, who had a black and yellow face, covered his nose and just ran out of the house, when he saw a group of teenagers standing in front of the house.

These teenagers had probably never seen the scholar in front of them so undignified, and they were all surprised.

Staring at Tang Xidong curiously, Tang Xidong, who was forty or fifty years old psychologically, couldn't help but blush, and was a little annoyed when he was looked at like this by a group of little dolls, and couldn't help but reprimand: "You leather monkeys, don't go to harm others, what are you doing here?" ”

The group of teenagers in front of him had an impression in Tang Xidong's previous memory.

These children, but also hard-working people, are the orphans left behind after the young man in the village went down the mountain to rob and sacrifice, although the age is seventeen or eighteen, but in the eyes of the cottage people is still a group of children, since it is a child and there is no family to discipline, so it became a group of wild children, all day in the cottage to do nothing to do some harmful farce.

The people in the cottage also look at them pitifully, and never have the same knowledge as them.

"Hmph, a nerd, you can't even light a fire." Among the seven or eight children, the one who took the lead was not low-looking, and he was mocking with disdain at the moment.

Tang Xidong shook his head, he didn't have the same knowledge as them, and he took care of the remaining mud in the yard.

"Look, everybody! Nerds are so old and still playing with mud. One of the children screamed, and the children around him laughed.

Tang Xidong was not angry, he smiled and didn't care.

So the teenagers stopped laughing boringly, and looked curiously around Tang Xidong one by one.

"Hey, nerd, what are you playing?" The big boy asked.

"You know how to play all day long, you skin monkeys, you don't know what to do? is seventeen or eighteen years old, is it difficult to think that he is still in his mother's womb. Tang Xidong lowered his head and said as he cleaned up.

When the teenagers heard this, their faces were a little angry, but no one refuted.

In fact, they are not young, and they feel a little tired of playing, and they also want to find some serious things to do in their hearts, but the adults in the village don't look down on them, so they can only play boring like this.