The villagers were originally called by Zheng Chun to worship the Dragon King, but they didn't expect that during the worship process, Su Hao, who had always wilted, suddenly broke out, not only beat the official messenger, but also kicked the feng shui master away with a chatter, and chose the well location for the well drilling team. Everyone followed Su Hao and the others in a big circle in the field, and watched a good show solidly. Now that this scene has not ended, it is the time of intermission, and everyone will go back to their respective homes.

"Unexpectedly, Su Hao, a nerd, would dare to quarrel with the official?"

"He's stupid at reading, how can he know who the official is."

"You see him talking to that feng shui gentleman, it seems that the feng shui gentleman can't talk about him."

"It's no wonder, Su Hao is also a talent."

"Xiucai ......"

On the way from the well to the village, everyone was still unsatisfied, and there were many discussions, and the focus of the discussion was none other than Su Hao, who was in the limelight. Of course, everyone's opinions on the outcome of this matter are not consistent, some people say that Su Hao is a Wenqu star, and the position of the well is naturally more accurate than that Chen Shenhan; Some people are quite disdainful, saying that Su Hao can't even recognize all the crops on weekdays, how can he have the ability to look at the position of the well, he is obviously afraid of the blame of the official, so he pretends to be a ghost.

For Su Hao's high score and low ability, the people in the village have a deep understanding, and there has always been a popular joke in Longkou Village, which is about Su Hao.

That was two or three years ago, Su Hao was 15 years old, and went to Longguang Academy in the county seat to study for a few months. On the day I returned to the village, I passed by a crop field, and I couldn't help but feel sour, and asked a cousin in the field who had not come out of five clothes:

"Old farmer, what is this thing in the field, red stems, green leaves and white flowers?"

When the uncle saw that this kid had read some books, he ran to him and dragged the text, and called himself "old peasant", so angry that he picked up his hoe and made a gesture to beat him.

Su Hao was frightened, and ran away, shouting as he ran: "Help, there are people killed in the buckwheat field!" ”

Uncle Cousin couldn't cry or laugh: "You kid still know that this is a buckwheat field!" ”

Since then, Su Hao's call for buckwheat as "red stems, green leaves, and white flowers" has become a common allusion for villagers when they ridicule nerds.

Su Hao's family background can only be described by the word "poor". In Su Hao's grandfather's generation, the situation in his family was quite good, and he was probably a wealthy middle peasant based on the ingredients of later generations. In Su Hao's father's generation, the situation began to take a sharp turn for the worse. When Su Hao was only four or five years old, his father had tuberculosis, and he tossed for five or six years, spent countless money, and finally failed to save his life.

After Su Hao's father died, there were only three people left in the family: Su Hao, his mother Yang Gendi, and Lu Xiuer, who had been raised since childhood and was ready to be Su Hao's child daughter-in-law. Fortunately, the ancestors still left more than a dozen acres of land, which can be regarded as having some foundation for life in the southern countryside.

What's worse is that Su Hao, as the only male in the family, has been instilled with the concept of the imperial examination by his family since he was a child, and he only knows how to read some four books and five classics all day long, and he does not go out of the gate or the second door, and throws all the work in the fields to his mother and sister.

In rural areas, the quality of a family's life depends on how much land there is and how much labor there is. Su Hao's family still has a lot of land, but the labor force is insufficient, which is a big problem. Yang Gendi and Lu Xiuer worked tirelessly to plant those dozen acres of land, but the harvest in the field was still much worse than that of other families, and after a year, they could barely make ends meet, and there was no surplus at all.

If Su Hao just eats and doesn't work, that's it. The key is that Su Hao not only can't make money, but also can spend money, he has to go to the county and provincial cities to take exams, and he often goes to the county to find a college teacher for advice, and the money spent on the coil and the bundle given to the teacher is not a small amount. The income from the field is not enough, and if you want to support him in his studies, you can only use your old capital.

Cultivating Su Hao to become a scholar is the last wish of Su Hao's dead father, and her widowed mother Yang Gendi inherited her late husband's will, no matter how much it costs Su Hao to study, she gritted her teeth to support it. Since the death of Su Hao's father, the family has sold the ancestral property of three acres of land, and Su Hao has just been admitted to the next show. If according to his ideas, if you want to take the examination for people and jinshi, it is estimated that it may not be enough to build all the more than ten acres of land in the family.

People in the village said that if Su Hao could really be named on the gold list, it would be fine. In case he doesn't pass the test, when the land is sold, Su Hao's family will only have the only way to be a beggar.

The villagers were pointing behind their backs, Su Hao was just a breeze, and he and Lu Xiu'er walked towards home side by side, thinking about how to deal with the new life in the Ming Dynasty.

Lu Xiuer walked with her brother, feeling both excited and a little worried. The excitement lies in the fact that the brother who usually looks like a wreck has suddenly become so domineering, and what he is worried about is naturally whether the well pointed out by Su Hao can produce water, in case it is a dry well, the official can say that he will arrest his brother and go to prison.

"Brother, can you really dig up water in that place you are referring to?" Lu Xiu'er asked Su Hao like this for the tenth time.

Su Hao smiled: "Of course, you don't care who your brother is." ”

"When did you learn to read Feng Shui?"

"I would have been." Su Hao said, "I read so many books every day, is it for nothing?" ”

"The book still talks about feng shui?" Lu Xiu'er asked.

"Of course, what do you think the book says?"

"I don't know, I don't know how to read."

"It's okay, I'll teach you to read and write in the future."

"Really? However, it is useless for girls to learn to read and write......"

The brother and sister walked and talked about returning home, pushing the door into the house, Yang Gendi greeted her, she circled around Su Hao several times, and made sure that Su Hao did not lose a single hair, so she muttered: "Bodhisattva bless, my son is fine." ”

"Mom, what are you nagging about?" Su Hao asked, he has memories left over from the original body, and there is no psychological barrier to calling Yang Gendi his mother. He remembered that this peasant woman, who was not yet 40 years old, cared for her son very much, so she had to take out her heart. There was something delicious at home, but Yang Gendi didn't touch it at all, and she didn't let Lu Xiuer eat it, so she left it all to Su Hao. Since her husband's death, Yang Gendi has not bought a new dress, but every time Su Hao asks for money to buy books or go to the county seat to worship Mr., Yang Gendi never spares money.

Just now, when the men of the whole village went to worship the Dragon King, Yang Gendi arranged for Lu Xiu'er to watch Su Hao from a distance, afraid that Su Hao, who was ignorant of the world, would make trouble, so he went to the distant mountain pond to fetch water and water the ground. When she got home, she heard from her neighbors about what had happened at the worship site, which scared her out of the world. was about to go out to find Su Hao, but saw Su Hao and Lu Xiuer coming back with a smile.

"Hao'er, I heard, you beat the official master?" After making sure that Su Hao was not injured, Yang Gendi eagerly asked what happened.

"Hit." Su Hao was blunt.

"What happened to you?"

"How dare he take me?" Su Hao said, "He doesn't know how to dig wells himself, but he is quite interested in feudal superstition." If I sue him in Shangzhi County, he won't be able to eat and walk around. ”

"Don't go." Yang Gendi said, "Son, the official didn't care about you, this is the blessing of the Bodhisattva, you must not dare to cause trouble again." I heard people say that the people don't fight with the officials, how dare we ordinary people mess with the officials. ”

Su Hao smiled: "Mom, don't take officials too seriously." I asked, the official named Zheng Chun is a small person in the county government, it's okay to bully and bully the people, but in front of the magistrate, he doesn't even dare to let out a fart. ”

Yang Gendi is a rural woman after all, and she doesn't have much concept of these things, and when she heard her son say it so firmly, she relaxed slightly, and then asked about the next thing:

"Hao'er, I heard, you went down to the well? Did the official punish you? ”

"Mom, my brother is going to go down to the well by himself, he went down five wells, and then he pointed to a place, and told the official that if he drilled a well there, he would definitely be able to produce water." Lu Xiu'er answered for Su Hao.

"Is this true?" Yang Gendi's eyes widened, her son, can she still understand, when will he learn to read feng shui?

Su Hao had no choice but to push it into the book he was reading: "Mom, it's all true." The feng shui gentleman invited by the official is a magic stick and doesn't understand anything. In the books I read, I was very clear about how to find water. The place I am referring to is not casually pointed, it is all a secret combination of the five elements and gossip, which is exquisite. ”

"That's good, that's good. If we can really get water, our whole village will be saved. Yang Gendi knows that although her son's emotional intelligence is not very good, his character is quite good, and he is not a person who can make up nonsense. Since he is so sure, it is estimated that there is a spectrum of the matter of this well.

"Mom, is the meal ready, I'm really hungry after running this big circle." Su Hao said.

"I'll do it right away." Yang Gendi said and ran to the kitchen.

Seeing Yang Gendi cooking, Lu Xiuer turned to the firewood room, carried a basket out, and shouted in the direction of the kitchen: "Mom, I'm going to pick firewood." ”

"What firewood do you pick?" Su Hao asked puzzled.

"Firewood, of course." Lu Xiu'er gave him a blank look, he went out to collect firewood every day, and this nerdy brother didn't know anything, which was really annoying. Lu Xiuer was very disdainful of Su Hao's enthusiasm for the imperial examination, but she couldn't resist Yang Gendi's will. The rest of the family has a 17-year-old young man, who is able to take charge of the field on his own, and who is like theirs, still has to rely on women to farm.

"Fire?" Su Hao still didn't understand a little, the nerd had never paid attention to this before, so Su Hao didn't have any information about this. He walked into the kitchen and saw that Yang Gendi was busy lighting a fire and cooking porridge, so he asked, "Mom, isn't our family burning straw, why does Xiu'er still say that she is going to pick firewood?" ”

Yang Gendi said helplessly: "Hao'er, this is not your business. After running for a long time, you are tired, go back to your room and rest, and the meal will be fine for a while. ”

Alas, seeing that his ex was really a foodie, Su Hao sighed secretly in his heart.