Although it was already autumn, but the weather was still very hot, Li Guo walked through the fields, this is a strong, cheerful, although he has suffered a lot but full of hope for the future, he is tall, with thick eyebrows, broad lips and the single eyelid typical of Lao Qin. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The most memorable thing about this young man is his generous chest, which is so thick that he cannot wear normal people's clothes, and has to ask a tailor to make clothes specially made to his size, and all this adds to the financial burden of the family. Despite this, Li Guo does not feel that this will become an obstacle to his success, "It is good to have a thick chest, eat a lot, have energy, and work is also a good hand!" "He always explains his body characteristics with such pride.

It was getting late, and the sun in the distance finally reluctantly left the western horizon after a day of light and heat. Perhaps out of boundless loyalty to his duty, even when he was about to set, he generously released wireless light and heat, scorching the fire clouds of the day.

Li Guo wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and sighed softly. This year is another dry year, and in his 21 years of life memory, this world has never been so unfriendly to farmers.

The creek where I used to play as a child had dried up completely, and the bare riverbed was exposed only to rocks covered with green moss, and the green moss quickly dried up after losing the moisture of the river, turning into a mass of black-brown residue, like a long-lasting scar on a human body. There was no water in the river, and the fish that had been swimming happily not long ago were completely defeated, and they lay on the riverbed one after another, their round eyes wide open, and their mouths kept opening and closing, as if they were praying for a rain from God, and they seemed to be nostalgic for the good old days. Li Guo knew that these fish would not live long, whether it was the sun-scorched stones under them or the equally hungry animals nearby, they were the enemies of life and death of these fish.

Li Guo looked left and right, and the ground under his feet was covered with large and small cracks, like a pigskin that had been cut by a naughty child with countless knives, and like a wrinkled face of an old man in the twilight.

He had heard the old man say that the eight hundred miles of Qinchuan was originally a good place, and there was once a dynasty called Han and a dynasty called Tang. However, no one can tell what is going on, this rich Guanzhong seems to have become poor, tired, and decayed overnight, not only is there no emperor willing to set the capital in Guanzhong, but the lives of the old and young masters are getting more and more difficult.

Li Guo's gaze looked beyond the scarred land, and in the distance were abandoned fields. Although it is extremely difficult for the crops to grow, "people are wrong for a while, and the land is wrong for a year" Farmers work all year round, and they may not be able to serve good crops, but those weeds are extremely easy to grow, Li Guo remembers that those fields were still Li Sanshu's family last year, and now they are overgrown with field grass, ginseng, and ghost needle grass, like the mother's shriveled breasts, and can no longer feed the children on this fertile soil.

When Li Guo's grandfather (Li Shouzhong, that is, Li Zicheng's own father) died, the family said that he was "old", and when he was old, he was dead, and he could no longer support his children. Li Guo accompanied his grandfather on the final journey of death, when he was already seventeen years old, and he knew the difference between death and life, which was as wide as a chasm.

His grandfather's skin had become loose and pale, as if it were the wind and frost of Qindi, his teeth had been lost from the years of gnawing on grass roots, tree bark, and coarse grains mixed with stones and sand, and his eyes were gradually losing their lustre, his pupils were dilated, and his mouth was drooling. And the appearance of the dying grandfather, isn't it the same as the appearance of this red land thousands of miles of Qindi?

Could it be that this Qin Di is also "old", and will abandon her children like her grandfather?

The population of rice fat is getting smaller and smaller, and this rice fat turned out to be a good place, the literati said that this rice fat "fertile soil is suitable for millet, rice juice is like fat", although Li Guo did not read much, but also knew that this was praising the rice fat abundant and livable. Time back to more than ten years ago, "Mizhi's mother-in-law Suide's Han", who in the whole Guanzhong doesn't know that Mizhi's mother-in-law is the most beautiful, the most virtuous, and the most capable of running a family in Qinchuan in 800 miles?

But now it's not, the taxes are heavier than a year, the climate is dry for a year, the property is less than a year, the villagers can't go on, those who have more relatives and more property can still struggle, and they can barely make a living by supporting each other, while those outsiders, small surnames and poor peasants are either selling their sons and daughters, or going away to find a way to live.

It is understandable that anyone can live and go away, but it doesn't matter if they go, but the taxes will not be lowered because they go, ten people have run away, and the taxes that ten people paid together let the remaining seven people call, who can stand it?

The rest of the people couldn't survive and ran away, and the rest of the people couldn't stand it, so the more taxes were collected, the fewer people ran away, the more people left, the more miserable the people left, and the life could not be lived.

I heard that the emperor of the previous dynasty would sometimes be exempt from taxes, and if everyone was exempt from taxes, they would still be able to live, but the current emperor is said to be a careless eunuch who only listens to the words of a eunuch surnamed Wei. Everyone thinks that this eunuch is a person without roots, and his hatred for people must be very deep, how can he think about everyone's life?

Hey, these days are getting harder and harder!

Li Guo looked at his land again, although his own land is not a good field, and he can not get the most water, but Li Guo himself is a good crop, and the millet he serves is still growing very well. Why is our aunt-in-law with red lips and white teeth, so that Lao Qin will never forget? It's not because this rice is good!

Li Guo silently calculated the accounts in his heart, seeing that the autumn harvest was about to begin, he could collect more than ten stones of millet from his ten acres of land, and after removing the imperial grain and rent, he could leave seven or eight stones, and with mixed grains and wild vegetables, it was enough for his family to live for a year.

Although this little food is definitely not enough to get married, it is good to be able to live this year, be content.

At the thought of getting married, Li Guo was a little lost. He is twenty-one years old this year, and even if the poor in the countryside generally marry late, he can be regarded as an older bachelor. He and Nian'er are childhood sweethearts, and the two families are also neighbors for generations, so it is natural to get married, but Daddy Zhang's asking price is too ruthless, and he actually wants five stones of millet for himself!

Oh my God, five stone millet, this is a human life!

While scolding Daddy Zhang for selling his daughter as a beast, Li Guo thought about Nian'er's face, her lips, her long black hair, and the way she laughed......

Although Daddy Zhang asks for money and shamelessness, his ability to name is really not covered, Nian'er, Nian'er, if you think about it, you can't forget it, but it's not "Nian'er"!

No, Nian'er has been waiting for herself for so many years, she is eighteen years old this year, and it would be too much to say if she couldn't marry again. You know, she is the most beautiful girl in ten miles and eight towns, if she is older and does not get married, she will be poked in the back!

Li Guo began to think silently, Lao Wang in the east of the village has a good year this year, if you talk to him about good things, maybe you can borrow one or two stones of rice, and then find Li Erbo's family to borrow one or two stones, this gap will be small, if you are tight, you can ask Daddy Zhang to talk about it, this thing can be done.

If there is really a shortage, I can only go to the squire to borrow usury. This usury, to be honest, Li Guo is unwilling to borrow in his heart, when he borrows it, he doesn't say it, but when he goes in, he wants to go in, and when he borrows nine buckets and pays it back, he has to pay back thirteen buckets, and it is called "nine in and thirteen out", and it is half of the profit back and forth, which is simply a "Hades loan".

But remembering the unforgettable smile of the beautiful woman in his dream, Li Guo's heart was full of joy and confidence, isn't it just to get more food, he is young, and he is a good crop, and he can always pay it back.

That's it, Li Guo, this young man who is full of vigor and confidence in the future has made up his mind, his heart is immediately full of hope, and his steps are a lot lighter.

He strode towards the village, his face filled with the smile and confidence that only a young man would have.

Nian'er was already waiting for him at the head of the village, she was wearing a thin cotton coat and had a big braid, which was so long that many businessmen from other places would wonder if it was a complete braid. When they knew that it was a real braid, a good braid, they offered a high price of two taels of silver to buy it!

But Nian'er didn't sell it, her braid has been flowing since birth, and she is never willing to give it up.

"How long are you going to keep this braid, and if you keep it, it will be dragged to the ground!" Li Guo joked with a smile.

"Drag it to the ground, drag it to the ground, just to mop the floor for your house!" Nian'er replied sharply.

"Talk back to my house? I haven't married you yet! ”

"Humph!" Nian'er's face was red, as red as the red glow at sunrise, this was the most beautiful scene Li Guo had ever seen in his life.

"Nian'er, why are you waiting for me again? Is it bad to stay at home when it's too hot? ”

"Didn't I come out for a walk, and I didn't bother to wait for you." The girl couldn't help but argue, but her embarrassed expression and contrived tone had already betrayed her master's heart.

"Okay, come out and go around." Li Guo did not debunk the girl's fragile self-esteem very well, he just watched the girl smirk, and laughed so much that the latter couldn't help but hammer him.

"Well, my dad asked me to ask you again, when will you marry me and go home?" The girl finally got to the point, which on the one hand shows that she is not good at greetings, and on the other hand, it shows that she is extremely eager.

Li Guo knew that his best choice at this time was to give a negative answer, so that he might be able to lose a few buckets of rice from Daddy Zhang, but he never wanted his sweetheart to be disappointed, so he said very decisively: "Tell your father, no problem, I will marry you before the Chinese New Year this year!" ”

"Hmph, maybe I can marry you!" Nian'er snorted lightly and jumped away, but Li Guo judged from her excited figure and tone of voice that she was also very happy.

Li Guo touched his nose and smiled stupidly, full of hope.

When Li Guo returned home, his elderly father was sitting at home enjoying the shade. The weight of life had oppressed this poor man for too long, so that although he was only forty-two years old, his back was hunched down early, so that he could hardly participate in any heavy physical labor, and could only do some carpentry work at home every day to supplement the family, his face was sallow, which was thought that he had not consumed protein foods for too long, and his teeth were almost lost like his grandfather's, and every day he ate a paste that he could not figure out the raw materials.

And it was such a poor middle-aged man who used all his strength to pull Li Guo and his uncle Li Zi to grow up, providing them with an eaves sheltered from the wind and rain and a home where they could rest peacefully.

From this point of view, although his father has not been able to help Li Guo solve his life's major problems, Li Guo really can't complain about this respectable man.

"I'm back." The father's voice was hoarse, reminiscent of the neighing of crows flying across the sky in winter.

"Hmm."

"Lao Zhang asked you again?"

"Hmm."

"You answered him?"

"Hmm."

"Got a plan?"

"Hmm."

"Hmm."

"Hmm."

The father stopped talking, his eyes closed, not knowing what he was thinking. For some reason, the conversations between Li Guo and his father are often very short, but this father and son always have a way to complete efficient communication.

Although the dinner was very simple, only the paste that he didn't know what to make and the hard bun like a stone, he still had a good time. Li Guo finished dinner and lay on the bed excitedly.

He began to calculate the amount of food he needed again, and every time he calculated, he would unconsciously reduce the amount that Father Zhang might need and increase the amount of food he could harvest this year, so every time he calculated, he found that his grasp was one point bigger, and every time he found that his grasp was one point bigger, he couldn't help but reconfirm his calculation results, so he was pleasantly surprised to find that he would harvest so much grain.

In this way, he spent almost the whole night in excitement, so much so that he tossed and turned in bed until late before falling asleep, which also caused him to wake up very late the next day.

When Li Guo was still immersed in a beautiful dreamland, an anxious cry shattered his dream, which was Nian'er's voice: "Brother Li, wake up quickly, it's frost, it's frost!" ”

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