Aunt Fang took the three girls into the back room to freshen up, and when they came out, the three of them were already very presentable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After all, girls are easier to raise than boys, and the three of them sit at the dinner table, although they are hungry, they only chew slowly, and they are not gluttonous.

Aunt Fang glanced at the two boys outside the courtyard, the smile on her face was still the same, but there was a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

As the saying goes: Half the size of the child, eat the old man! If a half-sized child lets go of his belly to eat, it is enough to cover the amount of food for a table of people in the house, and it is not much help to cultivate the land, and he has to raise it for at least two years before he can gradually develop a strong laborer, and adopt two and a half children at once, which is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Aunt Fang looked at the two people outside the door repeatedly, sighed occasionally, didn't bother to eat a few bites of a meal, and finally hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks, and sent each of them a bowl of porridge and a cake, and then went out alone.

The three newly adopted girls were like little women, and after a lot of collecting and picking up, the house immediately became neat and tidy. Needless to say, Aunt Fang added three good helpers.

"My mother must have gone to my uncle's house to borrow food, but my uncle's life is not easy." Qing'er's little face was full of melancholy like an adult.

"Sister Qing'er, is there no other way to live at home except farming?" In the past in the palace, why did Zhu Qiming worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation? As a prince, my father has a golden book of gold and treasures, and he has a thousand stones, and a little leakage between his fingers is enough to raise the use of the small people for a hundred lifetimes! The farmer in front of him wanted to do good, but he had to bend his waist for a few buckets of rice. It's better to ask for others than for yourself, he was thinking: Can you do something for Aunt Fang.

"Zhuanghu's family, how can there be any other way to go, if my father comes back, maybe he can still rely on hunting to make a living." In Qing'er's impression, her father and mother are only busy with farming and hunting all year round, and in addition, she really doesn't know what kind of livelihood in the world can manage people's clothes and food.

Seeing that the two were talking lively, Xiaoju came over and leaned on Zhu Qiming's shoulder, but his head was tilted outward, looking like he wanted to put on a shelf and almost had to put it on the shelf.

"Little foal, you've just eaten five wheat cakes, are you still hungry?" Zhu Qiming decided to tease this foodie for fun.

"That's ・・・・・・ sorghum cake." The foal's smile smacked of contempt.

"Wheat crackers!"

"Sorghum cake!"

In the stalemate, Zhu Qiming turned his head to look at Qing'er, who gave him a sympathetic look, and said regretfully: "It's really sorghum cake." ”

Zhu Qiming immediately fell into a deep embarrassment. I'm ten years old, and I'm not as knowledgeable as a three-year-old kid who can't walk steadily with a snot road!

Fortunately, Aunt Fang's three new daughters came around, and after a table of gossip, Zhu Qiming collected Fang Cai's embarrassment as childlike fun.

During the chat, Zhu Qiming learned that the eldest girl was named Nian Qing, who was twelve years old this year; The second oldest girl is named Cui'er, and she is eleven years old; The youngest girl is named Xiaohong and is nine years old. The families of the three were all migrated from Shandong during the Xuande period.

He also learned that Lujia Village is located in the northernmost part of Baoan Prefecture and is already a safe area that is difficult for captives to reach.

At this time, Aunt Fang came back, her face was a little lonely, obviously borrowing food failed to do so. The two boys outside the door only glanced at Aunt Fang from a distance, and then lowered their heads gloomily.

Many families in nearby villages have taken in children who have fled, and the chief in charge of household registration naturally comes forward to see the situation and persuade people to do good deeds. When the lieutenant chief, who was nearly fifty years old, appeared at Aunt Fang's house, Zhu Qiming took a deep look at the man.

Grassroots governance was an age-old problem in ancient China, especially in the Ming Dynasty. Ten households are the first to be the first, and one hundred and ten households are one mile long, and the first is not produced by selecting the best and the best, but by the person who pays the most food directly. Lijia is not among the officials and officials, does not belong to the official establishment, but bears the extended responsibilities of the government, has the right and has room for profit, it is easy to form a gray area ignored by the imperial court, and Lijia originally belonged to a wealthy family, as long as there is a little evil thought, it will gradually evolve into a local tyrant in the fish and meat township, pushing the people to the opposite side of the imperial court.

Of course, nothing can be generalized, the people here in Baoan Prefecture are simple, and most of the Lijia can still be expected.

"Lu Erniang, it is not easy for you to take in four children, I have discussed with the elders in the village, the wasteland in the east of the village must be as much as three or four acres, and it will be assigned to your family to plant." The lieutenant chief glanced at the four unfamiliar faces, and finally stopped at Zhu Qiming.

Zhu Qiming suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"I only recognized three daughters, and the boy was a relative of mine." Aunt Fang didn't mix Zhu Qiming with other fleeing children at all in her heart.

"Oh, I see." The lieutenant turned to look out the door, "There are two boys outside, let's take them together." ”

"My family is a small family, so can I afford to support so many people?" Aunt Fang was obviously anxious, but her tone was soft and indefensible.

"Those two boys are also about to become adults, just to reclaim your family, think again, think again." The lieutenant didn't seem to want to push people too much, so he persuaded a few words with a smile on his face, and then turned around and left.

The two of them outside the door refused to leave, and the chief dropped such a remark again, the smile on Aunt Fang's face disappeared very rarely, and she walked into the room quickly, most of them secretly wiped her tears.

The eye edge is really magical, the two and a half children seem to think that Aunt Fang is their mother, they don't want to go, and it is difficult to stay, they were depressed for a while, and they hid next to the grass and cried. Alas, the boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but it's not time to be sad.

Despite all the difficulties, life has to go on. Soon, Aunt Fang walked out of the room with her trademark smile and led her three new daughters to be female celebrities, so that they could change their outfits.

Zhu Qiming felt that he had done it in the past, but now it was too bad to eat idle food, so he had to help do something, so he found Aunt Fang's side, "Aunt Fang, I have the strength, even if I am told to do something at home." ”

"It's rare to see a scholar in these ten miles and eight towns, you just have to read, Aunt Fang feels comfortable when she sees you reading." As soon as she talked about reading, Aunt Fang's face bloomed, looking at the arrogance, she obviously really regarded Zhu Qiming as her own child.

Zhu Qiming made a difficult mistake now, a copy of "Warring States Policy" has been read several times, and he can't read it as "Historical Records" if he continues to read it, and it is too risky to find a squire's house to borrow books, and unconsciously, he suddenly had the idea of going to Xun Dashan to try his luck.

When the time comes, he will call himself a child who has fled, and he will not be suspicious!

Thinking of this, Zhu Qiming became more interested in figuring out the background of the Xun family. "Aunt Fang, the Xun family in the neighboring village must have a lot of books, right?"

"When Master Xun was young, he taught many people in the neighborhood to read and write, and everyone called him Master. I don't know why he didn't want to gain fame, so he went to Jiangnan alone, studied and did business at the same time, and after making a fortune, he withdrew his hand and returned to the township to study at home all day long. I heard that the books in his house were piled up like a mountain! ”

Also read and business? Isn't that a Confucian merchant?

Zhu Qiming was relieved. Yun Niang is not credible, but the Xun family is credible, those children who fled should have no worries, and they will definitely not encounter much trouble when they go to borrow books.

Zhu Qiming stared and thought, almost settled, Aunt Fang saw this, pointed at him and pointed at the three new daughters Nunu beside him, the three of them stopped the needlework in their hands, first snickered, and after a while, the laughter was almost loud.

But Aunt Fang's happy time didn't last long, it was already dusk, she got up and went to the front yard to pick up firewood and make a fire, and when she caught a glimpse of the two boys who were crying inhuman, her face immediately turned gloomy.

"Come in."

The two and a half children jumped up and called directly: "Mother! Then he ran to the pyre, grabbed the firewood, and went into the house.