"Delay it for a few more days," Zheng San said as he returned home and ate dinner.

"What did you say?" Zhiwen Niang asked.

In fact, the family didn't understand what Zheng San's cold words meant.

"Well, isn't it almost a month," Zheng San's voice was not loud, "Didn't you say that we would leave the county seat in a month and go east to find your father." ”

"What, you've changed your mind?" Zhiwen Niang was very surprised, to say that Zheng San, once he made up his mind, rarely changed.

Zhiwen chuckled in his heart, this is something.

"No, no," Zheng San was a little embarrassed, in fact, as the head of the family, in this era, he didn't need to tell others what he decided, but since Zhiwen not only showed miracles one after another, but also showed a vision that even he couldn't match, the decision-making power of this family has become more and more sidelined, and Zhiwen's opinion has to be subconsciously solicited for major events, which Zheng San and his wife have not yet noticed.

"Alas, the uncle asked the second and younger sister to come to me, they are having a hard time now." Zheng San sighed.

"There is not much grain in exchange for those few acres of land, and there is no income for a family of more than a dozen people, so they really can't survive, so they beg me to find them a job."

"Looking for a job?" Zhiwen raised his eyebrows, "Dad, do you still have this ability?" ”

"Stinky boy, your father and I... Of course I don't have this ability," Zheng San scolded with a smile, "But I have too much work now, and I can't be busy alone, so I need a helper." ”

"And how do you get paid?" Zhiwen Niang asked hurriedly.

"The helper is half of me, and the owner will give it." Zheng San replied.

After a pause, Zheng San said again: "This money and food is sent to me, and then I will forward it, so I plan to make up for the second child at that time, after all, a large family wants to eat and drink, and I don't know how long it will last." ”

Zhiwen Niang was surprised by Zhiwen, she didn't object, she just sighed, "Alas, this God, I don't let people live." ”

Zhiwen didn't pay attention to subsidizing some food, not to mention that Zheng San earns a lot now, and he can't eat his own food.

And it's been almost a year since the end of the Ming Dynasty, and I have some understanding of these people's clan concepts, and it is impossible for Zheng San to let go of his uncle's family.

Zhiwen is more concerned about when he can escape from this dangerous place, "Dad, how long will this drag on before we can leave?" ”

"In a month at most, the big families in this city are almost gone, do you think this work can be done forever." Zheng San replied.

"It's not easy to walk outside during this wax moon." Zhiwen Niang said hesitantly.

"It depends on the situation then, this snow will be small, and there will be a big drought next year, so we have to go," Zheng San thought for a while and said, "If the snow is heavy, although the road is not easy to walk, but Ruixue is a good year, so we don't have to go?" ”

In the end, I am still reluctant to leave my hometown.

"Besides, we can see it at night now, so if we're in a hurry, let's walk more sooner or later."

Before the locust plague, Zheng San and his wife could see things vaguely at night, and they caught a lot of locusts during the locust plague, and took the worms as vegetables every day for the next month.

That night, Zheng San still went back to the Land Temple to sleep.

Zheng Er was restless in the Land Temple, and Zheng San asked him to wait in the temple during the day, saying that he was going to find the owner and planned to find a helper to help, but he didn't know if he could make it.

"Second brother, aren't you sleeping yet?" Zheng San entered the temple gate and saw that Zheng Er was still sitting on the ground in a daze, so he asked.

"Alas, the third child, how can I sleep here," Zheng Er's eyes lit up when he saw Zheng San coming in, and he quickly stood up, "What's the matter, can't I do this helper?" ”

"The owner agreed, so they gave me a shot or something, they want to work quickly, and I really can't do it alone." Zheng San replied.

"Huh?! Thank you so much, third, this time it's really thanks to you. Zheng Er is sincerely grateful.

"But... But I can't do this job, third. Zheng Er was embarrassed again.

"It's okay, help me get started first, take a look at it, and it will be slowly." Zheng San replied.

"Hey, that's that," Zheng Er asked cautiously again, "That's... So how do you calculate this salary? ”

"It's all converted into mixed noodles, as for how much, it depends on how much work we have and whether we do it well or not." Zheng San still kept an eye on it, and didn't say too much, for fear that the gap would be too big for people to think about again.

As for subsidizing their family out of their own pockets, they will not be let know for the time being, so as not to be regarded as a wronged leader.

"Rest, I'll have to work early tomorrow morning." Zheng San lay down.

Ten days later, Zheng Er went out of the city gate with a bag of grain on his back.

Seeing his shack from afar, he patted the food on his shoulder, and frowned with a touch of joy, and was a little proud.

Just wanted to open his mouth and shout, look at the lifeless shacks left and right, hurriedly put down the grain bag on his body, carried it with his hands, and entered his shack lightly.

A large family of people is huddled in a small shack, drinking mush.

"Dad, mother, this is the food I just received." Zheng Erqiang said with excitement and patted the grain bag with his hand.

"Ah, how many?" The old lady didn't even put down the bowl and rushed to Zheng Er.

"Seventy pounds, a lot." Zheng Er said as he untied the grain bag.

In fact, Zheng Er's salary is fifty catties of mixed noodles, and Zheng San himself took another twenty catties and pasted them in.

"Well, sorghum noodles, it's not bad, it's just a little stale." The old lady picked up a handful with her hand, looked at it carefully, and put it to her nose to smell it.

"It's good to have something to eat, and you can pick something to eat." The old man was a little dissatisfied.

"It's been a lot, it's only been ten days." Zheng Si interjected, "The third child is so powerful? ”

"The third child works on wood, he is a master craftsman, and he is the most powerful in the county," Zheng Er praised without hesitation, "Those old man's housekeepers are all begging him to go." Zheng Er smiled.

"That's... How much did he get? Zheng Si put down the dishes and chopsticks and asked.

"Eighty pounds, I think, either the third child takes less, or I take more, I will start in the past ten days, hand over the tools, and basically do the work by him." Zheng Er is actually not stupid, and he also feels that something is wrong.

"What do you say, what should you take as much as you want, what do you take too much, will there be a mistake in what those old men give?" The old lady was not happy.

The fifth sister opened her mouth and wanted to say a few words, she knew the gap between her second brother and her third brother, but she looked at the spitting stars on the corner of the old lady's mouth, and lowered her head to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Okay, okay, I've earned seventy pounds of grain in the past ten days, which is good," the old man came out to make a concluding speech, "Let's also remember the good of the third child." ”

"Oh, that's right," Zheng Er spoke again, interrupting the old man who was talking, "This land temple, there are a few people who can't survive and want to leave, a small piece of land can be vacated in this temple, and a shack can be built outside this temple, so we can move there." ”

"Oh, this is good, this is good." The old man didn't care about the anger that had just risen when Zheng Er interrupted him, and said again and again.

"What's good? For this large family, the cost of entering the city is dozens of yuan. The old lady said bitterly.

"You are a woman, you know something," the old man scolded, "this is in the city, it is easier to beg for food than outside the city, and this money should be spent." "The old man is quite sensible.

"Then you keep an eye on it, Er, you can't let people take it up," the old man then told Zheng Er, "Once it's vacated, you can quickly occupy it and inform us, if you are really busy and can't go out of the city, ask someone to give us a message, do you hear?" ”