Thanks to Aunt Fang, who did not classify Zhu Qiming as an "adoptee", Zhu Qiming was able to escape without danger. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A child like Zhu Qiming, if he appears in other places, he will definitely attract the attention of many people, and it is impossible to hide it. Now staying in the area of Lujia Village, because there are too many children who have fled, it is not easy for others to find out.

Besides, it has been explored, and it has become the safest place in the world.

Lujia Village has returned to its former tranquility. Zhu Qiming practiced boxing and reading every day, and occasionally went to the fields to go around, and his life was comfortable.

But the food at home is only enough for half a month, Aunt Fang is in a hurry, she can't wait until she can't open the pot and then go to the temporary cramming, so she led Nianqing, Cui'er, and Xiaohong to do needlework day and night, but in this poor and remote place, you can't make much money doing needlework, and you still can't manage the food and clothing of a large family.

On this day, Zhu Qiming took Xiaoju to see Dafu and Xiaolong reclamation, and was quite surprised to see the green patch in the roadside field. "Why are there so many leeks?"

"That's ・・・・・・ wheat sprouts!" The foal smiled disdainfully.

Zhu Qiming learned a lesson, he knew that in the countryside, his knowledge was really not as good as this three-year-old child, so he hurriedly covered up his embarrassment, "I'm just joking." ”

"You just don't know the wheat seedlings!"

Hey, this kid is serious!

Zhu Qiming deliberately raised his neck, "I have a headache today, and I can't sing nursery rhymes." ”

The foal hurriedly came over with a grin, and pointed his little finger to the field, "Hee-hee-hee, it looks like ・・・・・・ leek." ”

"Yang Liu'er works, smoking a spinning top; Yang Liu Erqing, air defense bell; Yang Liu'er died, kicking the shuttlecock; The willow sprouts, and the plucking child. ”

Zhu Qiming hummed this nursery rhyme that has been circulated for the longest and most widespread time in the capital, and Xiaoju was intermittently harmonizing on the side, and the two soon came to the east of the village.

Dafu and Xiaolong saw Zhu Qiming and Xiaoju, but they just grinned at them, but they didn't want to stop what they were doing.

At this time, Qing'er carried a clay pot to bring water to Daifu and Xiaolong.

"Brother Xiao Ming, you're here too." Qing'er threw Zhu Qiming a smile, turned to Dafu and Xiaolong, and said, "Brother Dafu, Brother Xiaolong, take a break, come and drink water." ”

Daifuku and Xiaolong stopped what they were doing and walked over slowly.

"These acres of land can be planted with grain as soon as possible, and the family can also harvest more." Zhu Qiming became more and more in accordance with local customs, and his words also had a peasant accent.

"It's not going to be fast, now I can only wait for the autumn grain to be planted, and I have to wait for a few months." Daifuku removed his mouth from the mouth of the pot, and before the water in his mouth was all in his stomach, he started talking.

Xiaolong took the clay pot, "My mother said, plant two acres of cotton first, and the rest of the land is waiting to be planted with autumn grain." ”

Since the Yuan Dynasty, cotton planting has been extended to the Yangtze River Basin, the Yellow River Basin, the Ming Dynasty cotton planting range is very wide, but the cotton at that time is not the upland cotton seen by modern people, but Asian cotton, cotton wool is short and thick, and the yield is not high. However, planting two acres of cotton is enough for the family to wear, and there is still a lot left over for selling and exchanging daily necessities.

How did Zhu Qiming know farm work? He was a little confused.

As he spoke, a carriage drove slowly. The whole body of the horse pulling the cart is snow-white, and the canopy behind the white horse is small, and the appearance is very elegant, and the curtain seems to be made of Korean muslin.

In front of the car sat an old coachman and a middle-aged woman who looked like a servant. The car was followed by two strong men on horseback.

The curtain flickered, and a pair of starry eyes flashed, and the servant woman listened to the canopy for a moment, then turned to the coachman and whispered, and the carriage slowly stopped. The servant woman jumped out of the carriage, lifted the curtain, and helped a girl down.

The girl was dressed modestly, but as soon as she stopped on the roadside, the bewitching wildflowers on the side of the road immediately lost their color. The girl glanced over here, Qing'er hid behind Zhu Qiming, looking ashamed of herself, while Dafu and Xiaolong pinched their clothes, looking very uncomfortable, and soon sneaked to work in the field.

Only the foal is attracted by the butterflies on the side of the road and directly ignores the girl's presence.

This girl is the Miss Xun family who sent books to Zhu Qiming.

After all, after receiving her gift of books, Zhu Qiming took a step forward and gave a gift. The girl immediately returned with a blessing gift.

Qing'er's eyes showed brilliance, and she must be sighing how there could be a girl in the world who could show such an elegant posture.

"It turns out that your home is in Lujia Village." There seemed to be a smile on the girl's face, "Where is your home?" ”

"The fifth in the east of the village." Qing'er replied quickly. Obviously, in Qing'er's eyes, such a rich lady is so friendly to her little brother Ming, it is a very long-faced thing, and her restrained feeling no longer exists.

"I forgot to ask you, how can you read history when you're not much older than me?" The girl didn't seem to mean to say hello and leave.

If you had learned that I had read history three years ago, would you have fainted on the spot! Zhu Qiming thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to tell the truth.

Zhu Qiming was reluctant to disclose any information about himself, but when he thought that he might have to live in Lujia Village for a long time in the future, he would probably go to her house to borrow books, so he said half-truths: "Mengxue started early, so I studied history this year." ”

"Mengxue?" The girl's interest seemed to be even stronger, "You're not a local. ”

Zhu Qiming's heart sank, and he only felt that his scalp was numb. Women really can't be too smart, women are virtuous if they are not talented, and the ancient precepts are honest and honest!

"He's a relative of mine." Qing'er said in her mother's tone.

The girl looked at Qing'er, looked at Zhu Qiming and stopped talking.

"Sister Qing'er, you can take the foal home first." Zhu Qiming commanded.

Qing'er answered, took the foal to the side, glanced at this side from time to time, but was not in a hurry to go home.

"As soon as you left that day, two unknown people came up to my house to inquire about the whereabouts of a boy." The girl's gaze was fixed on Zhu Qiming's face, "The age and appearance of the boy they are talking about are very similar to you." ”

Zhu Qiming secretly complained bitterly when she heard this, it seemed that there was a handle in her hands, and she would have to think of ways to coax this little ancestor in the future.

"Those two people know at a glance that they are not good people, who wants to take care of them!" The girl's lips twitched, revealing a slightly disgusted expression.

What does this mean? Want to pinch me? However, now that I'm just a poor boy, it's not profitable to manipulate me!

Just when Zhu Qiming carefully pondered the meaning of the girl's words and was deeply puzzled, the girl said again: "Actually, I already knew that you were not a local. That day, a person named Yun Niang also came to my house, and her accent seemed to be the same as yours. ”

Zhu Qiming felt that cold sweat began to break out on his back again. Auntie, go away, it's tortured to listen to you!

At this time, a chaotic footsteps sounded behind Zhu Qiming.

"Xiao Ming, let's sell the embroidery, and when you can't open the pot and sell it again, you can't afford to talk about the price!" Aunt Fang walked quickly towards this side, followed by Nian Qing, Cui'er, and Xiaohong. Aunt Fang glanced at Miss Xun and said in surprise: "Oh, there are distinguished guests." ”

Aunt Fang has often tinkered with her rice bowl these days, and she will be anxious when she sees it once, but this time she obviously can't hold her breath anymore.

Miss Xun bowed slightly to Aunt Fang, then turned around and walked towards the carriage, before getting into the car, she glanced at everyone, shook her head, and said sympathetically: "A big family of children who eat idle meals, how do you live this day!" ”

You're a little kid too, is that what you should say! Zhu Qiming was angry in his heart, but it was inconvenient to attack, after all, he was held by someone.