"Except for Luo Yun, it's not the first time that you brothers have participated in the clan meeting. I will no longer be verbose about what I should listen to and learn. Brother Yun, you are still young, so you will study for two years first. There are a few of your brothers to take care of. With your temperament, I'm not worried, you're doing well today. It is said that the tiger father has no dog, and your brothers are good at learning. When your fathers are old, this village will not be able to rely on you to support it. The second grandfather stroked his beard and finished speaking, and watched several grandchildren bow down below. He smiled with satisfaction, got up and beckoned everyone to prepare to go to the ancestral hall to start worshipping their ancestors.

Luo Yun followed everyone and turned around and went out, but after walking a few steps, he found Uncle Wu standing at the door and not moving. I just wanted to say hello, but I suddenly reacted. This Li family worships their ancestors, although Uncle Wu is like a family, but after all, he is not surnamed Li. Uncle Wu told him a few words to pay attention to his body, Luo Yun showed a smile to Uncle Wu, nodded and followed a few cousins towards the ancestral hall in the village. Along the way, I exchanged feelings with a few cousins and arrived at the door of the ancestral hall. The second uncle of the patriarch turned around and coughed at everyone, and everyone quickly shut up. With a respectful and serious expression on his face, he joined all the men surnamed Li in the village and entered the gate of the ancestral hall together.

I have long heard that the various etiquette rules in ancient times are complicated and redundant, such as the emperor and their sacrifice to the sky, the queen's silkworm, the prince and the crown and other etiquette are done in a full set, and the body is not particularly good and can be tired and dizzy. Uncle Wu reminded him to pay attention to his body, and Aunt Mei also told him not to be too tired in the morning, so Luo Yun was mentally prepared. However, kneeling down during the sacrificial ceremony for nearly an hour still made Luo Yun's already white little face even paler. There was no stove in the ancestral hall, and although a few large torches were lit, it was for lighting. Luo Yun didn't dare to make any big moves, so he could only wrap the bearskin coat on his body tightly. But as soon as it got dark, the wind in the mountains became even colder, and in the end, Luo Yun's lips were a little purple from the cold. Fortunately, after kneeling three times and knocking nine times, the second uncle of the patriarch finally said that the ancestor worship was over, and everyone withdrew from the ancestral hall in an orderly manner.

Luo Yun's legs were a little stiff, and he didn't stand up for a long time. Li Huan, who was next to him, turned around and saw that Luo Yun was acting strangely, and hurriedly walked over. When I saw Luo Yun's face, I was startled. Greeting Li Chenglin, a few half-supported and half-hugged Luo Yun out of the ancestral hall. When I got out of the ancestral hall, I saw that Aunt Mei's family was already waiting there. Seeing that Luo Yun was helped out, Aunt Mei exclaimed and pounced. Luo Yun took a few steps to breathe a sigh of relief, looked up and smiled at Aunt Mei, indicating that he was fine.

Aunt Mei thanked Li Jian a few times, and said hello to Luo Yun's two grandfathers and uncles, and asked Uncle Wu to carry Luo Yun on his back, and Mu'er to support him, and ran home as if flying. Aunt May trotted behind and followed. The second grandfather watched from behind, showed a relieved smile, and whispered something to the second uncle, and the second uncle nodded.

When I got home, I was busy for a while, of course, it was Aunt Mei's family who was busy, and Luo Yun was lying on the bed and watching. It's drinking ginger soup again, and it's rubbing your body with hot water. The stove was boiling, and Luo Yun was covered with two layers of quilts, covering it tightly. Luo Yun was already a little frozen, and after a while, he was sweating profusely. Listening to Aunt Mei reading this worriedly and instructing that. Luo Yun sincerely felt a kind of happiness surging in his body. It was getting late, and they had been busy all day, so Luo Yun asked Aunt Mei and them to go to rest earlier. Aunt Mei insisted on guarding Luo Yun before leaving.

That's how the New Year's Day passed. The days of the Chinese New Year are very dull, or this remote mountain village has always been so dull. As soon as the seventh day of the first month is over, the year will be over. In later generations, the Lantern Festival became the Shangyuan Festival, but there were no lanterns to see. Or Chang'an has it, but it is obviously impossible for that kind of thing to exist in this mountain village.

Unlike the office workers of later generations, who are busy all year round, in this cold winter season, farmers are really idle. At least Luo Yun thinks so, except for seeing that when the weather is good, several strong men go into the mountains to hunt with homemade short bows and spears. Then there are those who can't be idle, and go down the mountain to work for the livelihood of their families. Today's crops are not as busy as in later generations, sowing seeds in spring and planting in autumn, harvesting in autumn and storing in winter. It's over, and it's fine. There are not as many crops that can be planted in later generations, and there are no plastic greenhouses or anything that can be planted in all seasons. Therefore, the peasants of this era, after the autumn harvest and autumn planting, the work in the field is over. But there are still some busy, busy with the labor of the imperial court. The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty have to be trained, and the lucky ones who don't have to participate in either of these will have to go out to work to make money. In short, it is impossible to leave you idle. The rice at home does not support idlers, this is the rule of every family. If a man from any family is idle at home every day and does not work, he will be despised and spurned by the whole village.

However, in such an environment, there is an exception in Lijiazhai, which is Luo Yun. The whole village knew that he was not in good health, and the older generation directly let him take care of his body and not have to do anything. In this way, Luo Yun is in a daze at home every day.

It's not that he doesn't want to do some work, it's that there's really nothing he can do. Hunt? If you don't need a bear, I guess he won't be able to catch a rabbit. It is not his turn to go out to work, Uncle Wu Mu'er is at home, can he go out to work to earn money? It's really not okay to do housework. But in such a house, in addition to cleaning, what housework can there be for two meals a day. It was really boring, so Luo Yun had to run to his parents' house to read the books written by his mother. Let's read and study, although Luo Yun doesn't want to take any imperial examinations.

These books, which are only a few thousand words, Luo Yun finished reading them all in less than half a day in a way that does not seek much understanding. Then, look at it again. It's a pity that he still hasn't memorized it, and Luo Yun hasn't picked up a brush to write a word. It's not lazy, it's really a little lacking in courage.

watched the ink in the inkstone slowly dry out, leaving only a little bit the size of a bull's eye. Luo Yun carried a thin sheep's hair pen, dipped it in ink, and dropped it on the blank skewer. Knowing that paper is very expensive now, it is impossible to waste it casually if you are born in such a family. Therefore, Luo Yun was very cautious in every stroke, pouting his delicate brows, and thinking about it for a long time before making a stroke. Just stroke by stroke, until Mu'er came to call him for dinner. Luo Yun looked up and found that the sky had already darkened, and before he knew it, most of the day had passed.

"Brother Yun, it's getting dark, if you want to write, you can also light a lamp."

Luo Yun looked at the results of his day, and really felt that he was a little bit of a shadow of a mess. "It's okay, it's pretty much there. I don't get it when it's dark, it's too dark and it's not good for my eyes. Picking up the blackened skewer on the table, Luo Yun hesitated to talk to Uncle Wu.

"Hey, Brother Yun, what is this painting?" Mu'er was educated by Luo Yun's mother and knew a lot of words since she was a child, and she was trying to see what Luo Yun wrote, but when she walked behind Luo Yun, she found that there was no writing on the plain sign at all, but a picture.

Luo Yun was a little embarrassed, "Hehe, this...... I thought it casually myself, nothing. There is always a gap between what I think and what I realize, Luo Yun spent a day conceiving the transformation of the straight plow, and only to find that he didn't know the specific appearance of many parts at all, so he could only rely on that vague memory and guess. It was precisely because of this that Luo Yun did not dare to hand over his painting to Uncle Wu to do. Because he was very suspicious that he couldn't make what he painted. Looking at the curious Mu'er, Luo Yun's eyes rolled and he thought of a solution, "By the way, Brother Mu, how are you doing carpentry?" ”

Mu'er upheld the simplicity and humility unique to ancient farmers, smiled shyly, and scratched her head: "You can also make some gadgets, not as good as Daddy." ”

"It's okay, take your time. Brother Mu, is our family just a plow? ”

"No, the storeroom is new. It turned out that the old one was thrown in the cowshed. Why did Brother Yun suddenly ask about this? Mu'er looked at Luo Yun curiously, since this little master woke up, his health has been getting better and better, and his temperament seems to be different from before.

Luo Yun stared at the drawings in his hand and turned his brain: "Do you have any extra wood at home?" I want to make something. ”

"Of course there are logs, and there are a few logs piled up at the back of the house. But Brother Yun, what do you want to do? This thing you painted? ”

"Hehe, I'll tell you tomorrow. Don't tell Uncle Wu and Aunt Mei yet, just listen to me tomorrow. Let's go, let's eat first" Luo Yun put the drawings on the desk and pressed them with a paperweight. dragged Mu'er to dinner, and Aunt Mei had already shouted several times.

Early the next morning, Uncle Wu took a hunting bow and a short spear and followed the men of the village into the mountains to hunt. Mu'er was very excited to go together, but Luo Yun asked Aunt Mei to stay. made Mu'er so unhappy, so she reluctantly took her own planing knife and followed Luo Yun to move the old straight plow in the cowshed to Mu'er's house. Because it was no longer ready to be used, the iron-tipped plough had been removed. However, it doesn't matter to Luo Yun whether it is or not, the main thing he wants to change is the plough name, the part of the plough.

"Brother Yun, what are you going to ...... Plough-making? "Mu'er originally thought that Luo Yun was going to do some bookshelves, low stools and the like. Now according to the picture drawn by Luo Yun and then look at the straight plough under his feet, he can see it.

Luo Yun looked at the picture and felt that what he had drawn was still a bit of a spectrum. Listening to Mu'er's words: "It's okay to be idle, and I suddenly remembered." Daddy is gone, and my body can't help with the work in the field. I can only think of ways to make these farm tools more convenient and make Uncle Wu more energetic. ”

Mu'er was very moved in her heart when she heard this, looking at Luo Yun's thin back, she felt that what her father said was right: for people like them who have no roots, it is easy to find a master family to mix with, but it is too difficult to really find a master family who can treat them as relatives. Luo Yun's father and mother really regarded him as his own brother, so that he had a home as a defeated and displaced person, and even married a wife and had children. This kindness is difficult for outsiders to understand. It is also worth his life in return. So he compares his heart to his heart, so he also regards Luo Yun more heavily than Mu'er, so he follows Aunt Mei and calls Luo Yun 'Young Master' over and over again.

Cheng Mu. It is said that Aunt Mei once wanted him to change his surname to Li and become a member of the Li family from now on. But Uncle Wu didn't agree, not because of some ancestral family name. Uncle Wu didn't have a surname or a name at the beginning. He was an orphan when he was a child, and he was an outcast when he grew up. The name Cheng Wu was given to him by the general he followed when he rebelled, and the general saved Uncle Wu's life on the battlefield, and Uncle Wu served the general as a personal soldier. Until the defeat, the nest was gone. The general surrendered, he was killed and scattered on the battlefield, and he was exiled to the mountains to be taken in by Luo Yun's father. Uncle Wu told Mu'er that he was surnamed Cheng in order to remember the benefactor who saved his life and gave him his name, and when he had another child, he could change his surname to Li. Since then, he has settled down in Lijia Village and become a member of the Li family.

Luo Yun found that there was no movement behind him, turned his head to look, and found Mu'er standing behind him with a knife in a daze. If this was a different person, Luo Yun should have wondered if this person was going to attack him. "Brother Yun, what's wrong? I just want to give it a try, and you don't have to be embarrassed, and it doesn't matter if you can't do it. Luo Yun thought that Mu'er was embarrassed that she couldn't do it.

Mu'er came back to her senses: "Let me see the picture, what do you want to change it to?" ”

Luo Yun pulled Mu'er to squat in front of the straight plow, holding the drawings to explain the advantages of this 'curved plow' little by little. In fact, the advantage that Luo Yun knows is the convenience of steering, and the principle of leverage. The curved plough is more labor-saving to pull up, and then the addition of a plough wall can break the soil. After Mu'er understood the specific principle, the two began to discuss how to transform the straight plough in front of them. That long straight wheel can't be used, but how to bend the wood, Luo Yun doesn't know, but Mu'er said it's no problem. So the two of them made smaller parts first, and then assembled them. But basically, Mu'er is doing it, and Luo Yun is watching. Luo Yun tried, he could only sharpen the wood with a knife like a pencil, and he couldn't do it directly like Mu'er.

The two of them nested in the house all day, during which Aunt Mei never saw the two boys, and thought that Luo Yun had gone out. When they were weaving cloth in the house, they saw the two of them carrying a log back to the house, and they were curious about what they were doing, and followed them into the house to take a look. As a result, I saw a room full of wood and sawdust. Aunt Mei, who likes neatness, reprimanded her twice, and let Luo Yun giggle out of the room. How could Aunt Mei really blame Luo Yun, seeing that it was past noon, she was worried that the two little ones were hungry, so she went to the kitchen to make dim sum pastries for the two.

Uncle Wu didn't come back until dark, and came back with two rabbits. Luo Yun didn't want to work under the dim oil lamp, so he asked Mu'er to stop and continue tomorrow. The two greeted Uncle Wu who came back from the hunt together. Mu'er took the two rabbits and took them to the room to deal with them. Luo Yun looked at Uncle Wu's expression and guessed that the hunting situation was good: "Uncle Wu had a good harvest today, right?" ”

"Haha, I killed a wild boar with your fourth uncle today, such a big one! I stabbed a spear in my head, and I fluttered for a long time before I died. Uncle Wu stretched out his arms and gestured to the size, with a look of excitement, "The pig asked your fourth uncle to pull it back to deal with it, and I will send our family's share tomorrow." Tomorrow, let your Aunt Mei stew ribs and meat for you. ”

"Hehe, Uncle Wu and Fourth Uncle are worthy of being the best hunters in the village, they are powerful. When the weather is warm and the snow in the mountains melts. Take me for a walk in the mountains, too. Luo Yun is very sad that Aunt Mei has not allowed him to go out casually, it was just that he was not in good health, but now that he is in good health, he can't go around the village every day to play. It always says it's cold, the road is slippery or something. also cared about him, so Luo Yun couldn't refute it.

Uncle Wu listened to Luo Yun's words but looked at him with a strange look, which made Luo Yun think that he had said something wrong: "Uncle Wu, what's wrong?" ”

"Hehe, it's stuffy at home. Your Aunt Mei is really scared of your illness a while ago, and I'm afraid that you will be a little sick again. When the weather is warm, it will never stop you from going out again, this big mountain forest, Mu'er is still a little dangerous. Luoyun, you won't have any problems. After Uncle Wu finished speaking, he patted Luo Yun and led him to the house. didn't see Luo Yun almost being carried by him, and he didn't see Luo Yun's inexplicable and inexplicable look when he heard his words.

'Mu'er is still in danger, but he doesn't have any problems? What kind of theory is this? ’