The next day, Liu Yong was called up by his mother early, sleepily dressed in the clothes that his mother had ironed in the morning, and when he walked to the door of the house, he found that his father had prepared the carriage. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the courtyard was parked a two-wheeled covered carriage made of sturdy elm, with simple carvings on the pillars and windows on both sides of the carport. The reins were all new, and the wheels were covered with a thin layer of iron on both sides, without much mud stains, apparently shortly after cleaning. The old horse, who had been very thin a few days ago, had grown some fat, and his hair had been brushed clean, and shimmered in the early sun.

"Leaving so early?"

Liu Yong rubbed his eyes and yawned and asked.

"Your mother is preparing breakfast. Bean foam pancakes, right away. ”

Liu Qingzhi was wearing a navy blue straight jacket, the stitches of the Han Ji tailor shop next to the Yaohua Palace in the north of the city, and the high-quality fabric of Shu brocade. There is a dark green palace silk hanging on the waist, and a circular Kansai jade pendant on it, the work of Tan Yujiang on Mahang Street in Licheng, and the two small beads strung below are also not bargains in the Xiangguo Temple stall market.

Liu Qingzhi came out of the kitchen with a wine jar, which weighed ten catties. There is a long strip of red paper as a label on it, and three nectarine-sized lines of "lamb wine" are written in the middle, and the word "Yuxian" is written in the lower right corner.

"It's a good wine, I'll give you a taste at noon."

Liu Qingzhi patted the wine jar, made a slight sound, and then carefully put it in a bamboo basket in the carriage and pushed it to the corner.

"I'm still young, didn't you say you wouldn't let me drink?"

Liu Yong picked up the porcelain box containing green salt and a thin-skinned truncated wicker from the windowsill of the kitchen house, walked to the well, took out a scoop of water from the water tank full of water, rinsed his mouth, and then chewed the wicker, sprinkled it with green salt and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely.

"Good wine doesn't count, just taste it, it's licensed. This is the signboard of Yuxian Zhengdian, eighty-one dollars a dime, and this jar of wine costs more than five yuan.

Eh, why do you rinse your mouth with wicker again? Didn't your mother buy a toothbrusher, I use it very well? ”

Liu Qingzhi took out a few boxes from the main hall, and when he saw Liu Yong tinkering with wicker next to the well, he couldn't help but ask.

"It's a little disgusting to think about the pig hair that brushes your teeth. When brushed, it often sheds hair, and it always breaks the root of the tooth. ”

"Why are you okay with me?"

"That's when you're old, and you're naturally strong. I'm still young, and I'm tender. ”

Liu Yong brushed his teeth, threw away the wicker, rinsed his saliva, and sprayed it at a jujube tree on the side. Seeing that his father was about to come over and beat him, he hurriedly ran back to the house.

After eating breakfast and cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Liu Qingzhi led the carriage out of the courtyard and stopped in the alley.

Mu went back to the house and changed into a light blue gown printed with orchids, which was covered with a white bandeau embroidered with peonies, and below was a goose-yellow double-layer Tencel Song pants. Around his neck hangs a necklace made of gold thread, shining golden in the light of the early sun. The sway on the bun is made of pure gold by Zhang's jewelry store on Cross Street, and the end is inlaid with a piece of indigo stone, and the hanging tassel is also woven with gold wire. On the ears are a pair of silver pendants, also from Zhang's jewelry store, with a slightly larger piece of cyan jade held in place with a hollowed-out silver edge in the middle, and three smaller gemstones worn with silver wire below.

After the gate was locked, Liu Yong and Mu Shi took the lead in climbing into the carriage and got into the relatively spacious carriage. Liu Qingzhi put down the curtains rolled up at the windows and doors, and sat diagonally on the car, holding the whip and reins in his hands, and shook it slightly, and the old horse pulled Liu Yong's family on the road. The ancestral house of the Liu family is outside the city, and the ancestral tomb is also nearby.

The ancestors of the Liu family were large families in Hebei, and I can't remember which generation moved to Tokyo, but it is said that it was roughly at the end of the Tang Dynasty and was preparing to take refuge in the relatively stable Huainan region. When one of them arrived in Bianzhou, he suddenly fell ill, and it was very serious, so the family had to keep him and leave some money. Later, when he recovered from his illness, he bought hundreds of acres of land in the south of Bianzhou, took root here, and became a landlord.

By Liu Qingzhi's generation, the Liu family already had more than 20 men, thousands of acres of land, and there were 10 or 20 houses and stores inside and outside Kaifeng City. Of course, all this has nothing to do with Liu Qingzhi. Liu Qingzhi's father is a concubine, and Liu Qingzhi is not the eldest son. After his father's early death, he split up his family, leaving him with only the small mansion outside the Suzaku Gate and five scattered dry land in the north of the city, which add up to less than ten acres.

The carriage walked south along the royal street, went out of the Nanxun Gate and went east along the road on the side of the Molong River more than ten zhang wide, stopped when it came to the Chenzhou Gate, bought a large bundle of paper money and put it on the car, and bought some fresh seasonal fruits on the side of the road, delayed for a short time, and continued on the road.

When I arrived at the old house, it was just time.

Liu Qingzhi said hello simply, did not stop, and drove to the ancestral grave. After the family finished worshipping, it was already the middle of the hour when they returned to the Liu family's old house in the carriage.

The old house of the Liu family is about seventeen or eighteen acres in size, with five or six courtyards connected together, and there is a not too small pond in the middle, in which a few yellow carp are raised. Looking at the paint on the columns, it is clear that it has just been renovated.

There are hundreds of men, women and children in the Liu family, but there are only four families living in the old house, including Dalang, Sanlang, Golang, and Liulang, of which Dalang, Sanlang, and Goro are brothers, and Liulang is the sibling brother of the father of the three brothers. The others have long since separated and moved out of the Liu family's old house. Now the head of the old house is Liu Qingzhi's eldest brother, Dalang Liu Yan.

There are many pomegranate trees in the yard, it is July, the pomegranates have already borne fruit, the trees are full of large and small pomegranates, but unfortunately they are not yet ripe, and like dates, they can not be eaten until the August Festival.

"Fifteen Lang is back."

"Zicheng is back."

Liu Qingzhi drove the carriage to the courtyard and stopped, and everyone in the long house gathered to greet him. Zicheng is the word of Liu Qingzhi.

"Third uncle, eldest brother."

Liu Qingzhi responded. Then he jumped out of the car, lifted the curtain, hugged Liu Yong down first, and then stroked Mu down.

Liu Yong doesn't often go back to his hometown, only two or three times a year, plus he is young, and the Liu family is a little close, so he is not very clear about many grandfathers and uncles.

"Call the third grandfather, and the uncle."

"Third grandfather, uncle is good."

Liu Yong stepped forward from behind his father and bowed separately. He is wearing an indigo shirt today, with a black square scarf on his head, a serious look, and a scholarly temperament.

"Brother Yong has grown taller again, and she is about to catch up with her seventh sister."

Liu Yong's uncle touched Liu Yong's head and said.

"It's the age of a tall man, and it's not in the way if you run fiercely."

"I heard that you went to Hehuang a few days ago and made a lot of money."

"It's not much, it's all hard money, hard money.

On the contrary, it is you, eldest brother, I heard that the government levies and sends forced labor when the farmers are not working, and more than 130 miles of new canals are dug up, and there is a lot of land next to you. This dry land is turned into water, and the government still pays for it, which is a good thing to get rich while sitting at home. ”

"Haha, where is ......"

After a brief greeting, several people carried the gifts brought from the carriage to the house.