"Brother, what are you doing here? One moment laughed so penetratingly, and the other moment he wrinkled his face as if he had a grudge against someone. Dou Zhi didn't understand her brother's strange way of expressing himself when he thought about problems.

"It's nothing, it's just that now my brother and I have one more thing, or a request." Dou Yan walked back to the back of the desk and sat across the desk from Dou Zhi, his expression so serious that he couldn't be more serious. Seeing Dou Yan like this, Dou Zhi couldn't help but sit up straight. "Brother, just say it, I believe you won't harm me."

"I hope you don't marry until you're at least sixteen years old. When did my father and mother get married? My father was engaged at the age of sixteen, but when I married my mother, I was eighteen years old, at that time, my mother was almost seventeen, to tell the truth, it makes you feel early to marry your brother at the age of sixteen......" Dou Yan wrenched his fingers, and then he was three years older, his sister should be almost mature in terms of mind and intelligence at that time, and she will have a deeper understanding of social understanding.

"I don't want to get married now, I still want to wait to see if my mother gives me a brother or a sister, there is only one brother, if there is a sister and a brother, it will be fun." Dou Zhi smiled in agreement.

Seeing that Dou Zhi agreed with his words, Dou Yan raised his eyebrows proudly, picked up a goose feather and fanned it in front of him, as a guide. "As for Chen Jichang's side, I will send my own brother, after all, my brother and him are friends of the general horn, and there are some words, although my brother dare not say that he can fully obey, but let him listen, he is still somewhat sure."

"No matter who wants to marry my sister, at least you have to know how to be considerate of my sister, and you have the ability and achievements, otherwise, I will be the first to refuse to be my brother."

Dou Zhi's eyes were shining with stars, and the smile on her face was a little more, and a kind of happiness of being spoiled by her relatives surrounded this lovely and innocent girl. "Brother's heart, little sister understands it, but brother, are you sure you can not only convince the Chen family's brother, but also your father and mother?"

"Well, Chen Jichang doesn't need you to worry about it, I have my own clever plan for my brother, as for my father and mother, it's very simple, when will my mother get married, you just talk about this, my father and mother will definitely have nothing to say." Dou Yan has a very calculating posture.

"Well, I listen to my brother." Dou Zhiyan responded, looking at the radiant girl, Dou Yan let out a long breath, in a word, although she can't protect her for the rest of her life, but at least with these two or three years of hard work, let her understand a truth, a good husband is not found, but trained by the wrist.

After all, he is a normal man, and the inferior surname of the man, Dou Yan, who has been a man in two lives, naturally knows very well that he can not only make Dou Zhi deeply aware of certain problems, but also start from Chen Jichang, of course, if there is no other better choice.

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Although the main force of the rebels has been eliminated, most of the rebellious clan princes are given heads, but they still have to appease the locality, so as the general's father, I am afraid that he will not be able to lead the army back to Chang'an until the end of the New Year.

However, Dou Yan is not in a hurry, anyway, he has a lot of things to do now, in addition to continuing to copy the knowledge in his mind in the mansion one after another and hide it in advance for later, the other is to be busy with the autumn harvest.

Autumn is a great season, a season that is most valued by an agrarian civilized society, because in this season, harvesting grain is a happy time for all the people in the world who eat from the ground.

Listening to the fat butler Uncle Bao excitedly spitting in the hall, looking at the surprise on his mother's face, and Dou Zhi's face of excitement, Dou Yan couldn't help but grin happily for a while.

“…… The old peasants all felt that the millet in the 50 acres of fields cultivated by the sons and the families was particularly vigorous, and that the millet stalks and ears produced were much larger than the millet in the fields they cultivated. Uncle Bao, the housekeeper, reached out and wiped the oil and sweat on his face first, and then stretched out four oily fingers. At least five stone or more. ”

Hearing this, the mother couldn't help but gasp: "Housekeeper, are you sure?" More than one acre and four stones, our Dou family's fields are all good fields, and the farmers are also carefully waiting, and the harvest in previous years is at most two and a half stones, and some less than three stones, then, isn't that more than twice the yield per mu? ”

The old slave went to see it himself, and asked the most experienced old farmers to come to the conclusion, and he definitely did not dare to deceive in the slightest. In a few days, after the harvest, a scale will be known. Uncle Bao's eyes looked directly at his son-in-law, the lightning protection thing can be sorted out, the ploughing thing can also be made out, he has never been in the field, the new farming method guided by the son who has cultivated the land is actually better at farming than the farmer who has waited for the farmland for a lifetime, and the housekeeper Uncle Bao couldn't help but have such a doubt in his heart: "What else in this world will not be our son?" ”

The mother also turned her face to look at Dou Yan up and down. "Well, we'll talk about that later. Yan'er, I haven't even helped the plow, when will I plow the field, even the old farmers who have been around for decades can't compare. What the hell is going on? ”

"Mother, all this is the credit of my father." Dou Yan replied seriously, his mother's eyes were even more confused, but he quickly regained his shrewdness, and his face couldn't cry or laugh: "Stinky boy, don't talk nonsense, about farming, your father is not much better than you used to be." ”

"The child is not saying that his father learned to plow the fields, but that his father's collection of texts contains records about this." Dou Yan still maintained a sincere expression.

"It's another trick." Dou Zhi rolled her cute eyes very covertly and muttered something in a low voice. But seriously, how could his brother who woke up after being struck by lightning know so many things that he didn't know in the past, Dou Zhi really couldn't figure it out about this, so he could only classify these talents of his brother as the reward of being struck by lightning and not dying.

"Really? Why has your father never heard of it? The mother's face was still full of suspicion.

"Mother, there are tens of thousands of books in the family, and it is normal for my father to have not read some classics." Dou Yan smiled secretly in his heart, and explained quietly on the surface.

"Madam, Childe, in a few days, our field will be opened, Madam, look, now that the master is not there, do you want Childe to preside?" Uncle Bao, the housekeeper, thought of another important matter.

"This is natural, Yan'er, when the time comes, you have to listen to the butler's orders, and the opening of the sickle cannot be delayed." The mother nodded with a straight face and instructed Dou Yan.

"Scythe?" Dou Yan nodded as if he didn't understand, there is a custom in his hometown, when it comes to the autumn harvest, he has to put some incense tables, put a pig's head offering or something, and then invite the most respected elders in the village to burn incense and sacrifice, thank the emperor and the queen of earth, and then go down to the wheat field to cut the first sickle.

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However, in the 21st century, this custom has changed in a harmonious society, and every time the wheat harvest season, many local political axes will choose the right time and appropriate place to hold a so-called "sickle opening ceremony". Sickle opening scene, arches, balloons, carpets...... Even the public security officers and police to maintain order are arranged in a grand and grand manner, and everything is available. At the beginning, the participants registered, followed by the host's opening remarks, and then invited the leaders to speak one by one on the stage, and then it was the turn of the highest "chief" to announce the "official opening of the sickle".

Dozens of harvesters lined up and drove side by side, rumbling towards the wheat field, galloping back and forth in the golden waves of wheat, and "spitting" the golden grains of wheat. This means that the wheat harvest in an area has officially begun. Finally, there is a visit and a meal. Such a toss, the day is spent like this.

In this regard, Dou Yan, who is an excellent village cadre, has a lot of feelings. The autumn harvest is just a kind of respect for heaven and earth in ancient times, and in later generations, even the autumn harvest, which is an important matter that needs to be harvested in a hurry, comes to those things that hurt the eggs and panicked, but they also have to use this reason to eat, drink and have fun at public expense.

Have the ability to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to arrange the venue to be draped in red and hung colors, one or two brain-filled things with hundreds of dollars and a tael of West Lake Longjing, dignified to the audio equipment since this year's spring ploughing, in order to be able to do good things for the people, how hard they are in the air-conditioned office, and the subordinate female employees often work diligently and do not go home, often go deep into the entertainment venues and share the weal and woe with the people. Then patted his butt and sat down in the high-end official car and returned to the hotel, spending seventy or eighty thousand yuan to hold a grand opening ceremony to celebrate the achievement, and was drunk at work by Moutai and Wuliangye. Well? It's crooked again, sweating wildly.

"Hey, stinky boy, why shouldn't you call you for a long time?" At this time, the mother was angry, and directly reached over and grabbed Dou Yan, only to wake up Dou Yan, who had fallen into crookedness. Hurriedly accompanied by a smiling face and said: "Mother, the child knows, don't worry, the matter of opening the sickle will be handed over to the child." And Dou Yan, as the current master of Dou Mansion, naturally has to take responsibility, that is, he is fully responsible for the task of standing in front of the incense case and dancing the great god.

Moreover, Dou Yan also wanted to take this opportunity to see with his own eyes how much production capacity of millet planted under his wise guidance reached per mu. After all, this is only the first step in revisiting my rural work in my previous life, and I believe that in the near future, it will not be a dream to produce six or seven stones, or even ten stones, per mu per year.

"How bold is man, how fruitful is the earth." Dou Yan, an outstanding young man who has crossed the hot-blooded patriotism, thought of the scene full of gold and grain warehouses, and his eyes suddenly moistened.

(To be continued)