The flames were jumping, and Xia Yuanding quietly watched the fire like sunset burning at the bottom of the pot, and the pine branches made a sound, accompanied by bursts of good fragrance. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the steamer is the steamed vegetables to be eaten at night, he doesn't know how long it will take to steam, but when people are hungry, even a second feels long.

Not long after Xia Yuanding went home, when the sun had set, Xia Shouzhi went home covered in mud, and Xia Yuanding knew at a glance that this was going to the lake again.

The Xiahu Lake mentioned here is not the Xiahu Lake for swimming, but according to the location of their Dushan Village, the fields are divided into the North Lake and the South Lake, of which the North Lake is close to the Yingliu River, and the South Lake is close to the Cuiping Mountains.

After the house was built, Xia Shouzhi didn't go to the mountains often, and the number of times he went to the lake began to become more frequent, and he always came back with a bundle of grass every evening, and now the grass has begun to rise.

"Dad, drink water!" Xia Shouzhi saw that his father always worked like this every day, and he also respected him very much in his heart, and when Xia Shouzhi sat down, he hurriedly sent the water over in person.

"Good!" Xia Shouzhi usually doesn't like to talk much, but when he drank this boiled water, he felt a trace of sweetness in his heart.

Xia Li's busy back and forth, this simple dinner was quickly prepared, the mother and daughter were responsible for cooking, the father and son were responsible for moving tables and chairs, Xia Shouzhi sat on the main seat, his left hand was his daughter Xia Yingxue, his right hand was his son Xia Yuanding, and the wife was sitting opposite.

For such a seat, Xia Yuanding has always complied with it, although he doesn't understand it, and now he is used to it.

At this moment, there was a bowl of steamed vegetables in front of him, still steaming.

"Don't look at it, you're hungry, let's eat!" Xia Shouzhi looked at his son looking at the steamed vegetables in the bowl, thinking that his son was hungry, so he didn't talk nonsense, and hurriedly ordered the meal.

Xia Yuanding was not hungry, but he just felt a little novel, what he couldn't think of eating before, but he ate it here.

Eat it with chopsticks, it feels good, naturally it can't be compared with those mountain delicacies, but you can eat the taste of farmhouse food, and the two can't be compared abruptly.

Seeing that his son was more satisfied, Xia Li smiled and said that he would steam it for him every day in the future, which made Xia Yuanding dare not imagine, thinking that his mother would be joking, and now he still eats coarse grains every day, and says that he eats white noodles every day!

Thinking of this, Xia Yuanding had a grudge in his heart, why did he not have a happy life and was born in a poor family. His grandfather disagreed, they were scholars, they were just temporarily broken, and there would be a day of revival.

This is nothing, if you can't do it, let me go, I am now full of ideas for making money, if I don't give the capital, I can empty gloves and white wolves, Xia Yuanding couldn't stop complaining in his heart.

has empty ambitions, but his body is weak, and he has to lie dormant for a few more years.

What do you want to do so much, the rice cooked by my mother tastes really good, so let's have another bowl!

After dinner, Xia Yuanding didn't do the work he cleaned up, these days he has also seen through the scenery here, and he has also developed the habit of going to bed early.

He was going to wash his feet and go to sleep, but he suddenly thought of a previous question, which was still pressed in his heart, and now he was looking for an opportunity to ask.

So Xia Yuanding put his mind back to the house again, walked in front of Xia Shouzhi, and asked: "Dad, I heard people sing, Boshan glazed hairpin, Hangzhou velvet, where is this Hangzhou?" ”

Hearing his son's inquiry, Xia Shouzhi said with some embarrassment: "I know this Boshan, it's quite far from here to the northeast, and this Hangzhou has only heard that it is in the southeast, and I don't know where my father is, so why don't you ask your grandfather!" ”

Most of the time this is the end, it is not easy to go far away now, and Zhongzhou Sanhe County is also 108,000 miles away from this Hangzhou city. The difference is that Zhongzhou is the highest level of the administrative prefecture and county, while Hangzhou should be the area around the city.

At night, Xia Yuanding lay on the bed alone, combing his perception of the world these days.

First of all, the earth is still under his feet, and according to the level of social development, it should be a period of vigorous development of feudal society, and the mountain village where he lives should be in the countryside of the northern plain. What puzzled him was that history was unrecognizable, and even historians couldn't figure out the era in which they lived, let alone him. Although history has completely changed, there are many things that he is familiar with, such as the system of selecting people through the imperial examination, and the city sung in this ballad.

Why did history become so confused, with such a question, Xia Yuanding fell asleep.

Continuing to study in Du Yuan during the day, Xia Yuanding gradually adapted to life in the new environment and established his authority in the school.

That evening, Xia Yuanding went home as usual, but Xia Shouzhi shouted that he was going to go out.

"Where are you?" Xia Yuanding asked curiously.

Before Xia Shouzhi returned, Xia Li complained: "You can't go by yourself, why do you still let the children suffer!" ”

Xia Shouzhi said with a wry smile: "Didn't I see that he was fine, I just wanted to take him out for a walk, not far, not tired!" ”

"Then come back quickly, come back and eat again!"

got the promise, Xia Shouzhi took Xia Yuanding and set off.

"Dad, where are you going?" Xia Yuanding asked again.

"It's not far, it's at the entrance of the village!" Xia Shouzhi replied.

"Then what are we going to do!" Seeing that the two of them didn't bring anything, Xia Yuanding didn't think that this was the same job as last time.

"It's almost Qingming, we need to make some preparations!" Xia Shouzhi said.

What the hell, Qingming, there is still Qingming here, and it's no wonder that Xia Yuanding didn't understand it well, in fact, it's not only Qingming, there are actually quite a lot of festivals here, and he spent these days in a daze.

Qingming Festival, this very important festival. Like many festivals have origins, Qingming Festival also has its origins. It is mentioned in the "Seventy-two Candidate Explanations of the Moon Order" that the Qingming Festival is the March Festival, and at this time, everything is clean and clear. There is also Du Mu's poem "Qingming" that everyone can memorize, "During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls, so they ask where the restaurant is, and the shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village."

"Before and after Qingming, plant melons and beans", at this time it is time to plant watermelons and beans. "Afforestation is better than Qingming", and planting trees is also at this time.

Qingming is a good day for spring outing, according to Xia Yuanding, the popular tomb sweeping on the Qingming Festival is the content of the cold food festival on the day before the Qingming Festival, and it is related to a person named Jie Zitui, at this time the children also have to fly kites.

No wonder the merchant hangs so many kites to sell, it turns out that this is still popular in Qingming......

Is it a broken willow? Xia Yuanding thought about it, would this be too early, it shouldn't be, Zheliu only needs to be one day in advance, isn't there still a few days.

In fact, he thought too much about himself, Xia Shouzhi said that it was some preparations for Qingming, but he could think about it so much.

"Alright, we're here!" Talking and walking, soon the two came to the entrance of the West Village.

This time, Xia Yuanding shut up and didn't ask anything anymore, because he had been to this place before, and he couldn't say that he was not impressed.

But what are you doing here, is it necessary to bring yourself.

Anyway, it's coming, let's go in and talk about it, Xia Yuanding followed Xia Shouzhi's footsteps and crossed the threshold of the gate at once, which is much higher than their family!