"Who is she?"

Feeling hungry indeed, Eleven Lang asked Hibiki while holding the bowl and blowing the hot air rising from the corn porridge.

"Eleven Lang even forgot about her?"

Holding his face and smiling, he looked at Shishilang's Xiang'er and suppressed his smile, and obvious disgust appeared on his face: "That's the long branch of our third room, you have to call her aunt's ......"

"Oh?"

Xiang'er looked at him for a while, as if she didn't dare to say anything, and only then did she say it slightly under the urging of Eleven Lang.

The three-room long branch is a close relative of Shiyi Lang, but this aunt Liu has always looked at Ye Chang unpleasantly, Ye Chang's father is not at home, she always has to come to the door to make trouble, catch Xiang'er's fork and scold, and take Ye Chang to scold, and take the sheep and touch some things when leaving. Ye Chang had a gentle and cowardly temperament before, and he heard people talk about the ancients, and he knew that Sun Simiao, the king of immortal medicine, had been in Liuzhen Mountain and Busan, next to Wu Zepi, to collect medicine and alchemy and ascend to immortality, so he admired the immortal Dao, and he also learned to go into the mountain to collect medicine at a young age, so he fell from the mountain and was hit by the broom star.

"It's funny, it's my father's absence, when will it be her turn to do things in my family...... If you come back in the future, you can just hit it. "Eleven Lang doesn't care.

"Well, that's what Lang Jun said!"

Xiang'er smiled, she was just a little girl after all, and she was naturally happy when she heard that her little master had to deal with the Liu family, who had always bullied her.

Of course, Eleven Lang knew that things were far from so simple.

At this time, it was the Tang Dynasty, that is, the Middle Ages of China, and the clan was extremely powerful at this time, as he was called "Eleven Lang", because he ranked eleventh among his peers and brothers in the clan.

In the Middle Ages, the clan power was very strong, and even to the point of being able to enforce the law in the countryside and execute those who committed adultery, theft and other "insulting lintels".

And lost the protection of the clan, in the countryside, let the mermaid meat, and dare to step on any kind of broken household.

"After eating, take me outside and I can't remember...... Don't you tell anyone that you will tell me in secret? After eating a bowl of corn porridge and having goods in his stomach, Eleven felt that he should prepare for the trouble that might come.

Xiang'er quickly searched for the dishes and chopsticks, and Eleven Lang suddenly remembered something: "Have you eaten it?" Why did you burn only me? ”

He saw that the sun was shining outside, and it was lunchtime, but Xiang'er had only enough to fill his stomach alone.

"How can there be a rule for eating at noon, it's still early, and I won't eat dinner until midnight." Xiang'er pursed her lips and laughed: "Eleven Lang really forgot, he can't even remember when he ate." ”

Ye Chang only remembered at this time that in the Middle Ages, there was a shortage of food, and three meals a day were the enjoyment of wealthy families.

Seeing that Xiang'er was obviously thin, the softest part of Ye Chang's heart trembled again.

's own daughter is much plumper than Xiang'er, and when she accompanies herself to the street, she can feel her weight when she leans on her arm.

Ye Chang has a very calm understanding of his appearance in this era: he can't go back.

Since he can't go back, he has to live a good life, since he has to live a good life, he has to cherish those who care for him, and he has to take care of those he cares for.

But he didn't say anything, just went over and took the bowl in Xiang'er's hand: "I'll wash it." ”

"Eleven Lang also washes pots and dishes?"

"What's so hard about that...... Where is the water, where is the scoop, where is the rag...... Detergent ...... Ah, I won't ask about that. ”

"Detergent? What is Detergent? ”

Xiang'er's ears were sharp, and Ye Chang's unintentional words were listened to by her, and she asked curiously.

"Hmm, you brought the water from the bucket?" Ye Changke had no way to answer her question, of course, she had to talk about it left and right.

"I picked it from the pond, Eleven Lang, you have to save some money, there is not much water in the pond recently, I heard that the clan elder is planning to ask for rain, so far this year, it has not rained much for two months."

"How many fields do we have at home, and what is this year's harvest?"

Hearing that it hadn't rained much for two months, Ye Chang's heart suddenly pinched. In the Middle Ages, it was almost entirely dependent on the sky to eat, if God did not open his eyes and some natural disasters fell, then ** would come immediately.

This matter, but it was related to his life - and Xiang'er, he had died once, and now he had just made up his mind to cherish what he had in front of him.

"Our family has ten acres of land, but now that it is tenanted to the clansmen, I heard that this year's harvest is not very good." Speaking of this, Xiang'er was also worried: "I'm afraid that in a few days, we will have to pick wild vegetables, and we can only eat wild vegetable porridge every day." ”

Xiang'er said a little vaguely, Ye Chang understood that she was young after all, and she was not very clear about these things.

The two went out one after the other, and Ye Chang really saw the village where he lived. Although it is called "Wu Zepi", in fact, this is a village of about 200 households, Ye Chang went to the so-called "ancient town" such as Wuzhen in later generations, and now he sees a living "ancient town" with his own eyes, the difference is so great that he can't help but smack his tongue.

A lot of the history that posterity sees is the history that posterity understands by themselves.

The whole village was under a forest, and when Ye Chang raised his head, he could see the locust branches covering the village not far away. The old locust tree was so large that it looked like it had added a tent to the village—not one of the small tents for two people to fight in the field or for some people to put on a show, but one that could accommodate many people. Under the locust tree tents, there are houses of various families, including blue brick houses, old wooden houses, and more adobe houses made of rammed loess.

The chaotic distribution of residences made him turn around, and he didn't turn his head after a lot of effort. From time to time, people pointed at him, and some people came up to greet him and asked him if he was really smashed by a broom star. Regarding this question, Ye Chang neither said yes nor no, just smiled slightly and said goodbye, even if the other party was obviously ridiculing him, he didn't care.

"Eleven Lang was smashed by this broom star, but it was different, you look at his current appearance, tsk...... I always feel that it is different from the eleven lang who was bent on alchemy and becoming an immortal in the past. ”

"That's natural, I heard that he just drove the fourth aunt out of the house, and changed the usual, the fourth aunt came to his yard, which time did he not obediently listen to the scolding?"

"Huh? Even the fourth aunt dares to rush, this is unusual, the fourth aunt's spicy goods are not easy to mess with! ”

Whispered conversations would reach his ears from time to time, but Ye Chang just didn't hear it. After turning around for a while, I finally arrived at the old locust tree, and I also arrived at the entrance of the village of Wu Zepi.

"Lang Jun, where are we going?" Xiang'er asked, raising her face.

"Let's go to the land at home first."

Xiang'er nodded, and the bun on her head trembled slightly, a typical three-girl bun, but it was not fastened with hairpins, so some hair fell to her forehead. The little girl broke off a small branch, brushed the leaves to make a wooden hairpin, forked it in her hair, and turned back to the leaves and smiled.

Their field is a little far away from the village, and I heard Xiang'er say on the way, it turns out that this field does not really belong to Ye Chang, but belongs to the entire Ye clan, but it is only assigned to Ye Chang's cultivation. Ye Chang's father, Ye Si, gave the land to the clansmen before going out, and Ye Chang and Xiang'er's food and clothing relied on the rent collected from the ten acres of land.

After walking for half an hour, that is, an hour later, Ye Chang saw his family's ten acres of land. These 10 acres of fields are located on a gentle slope at the foot of Busan, and the fields have dried up and cracked, and the leaves of the crops planted are unrecognizable, but judging from their dry state, they will be finished without rain. Ye Chang frowned, there are two or three hundred acres of fields near this area, which must be the source of livelihood for many people in the village, it seems that it is not only his own household that is in trouble, but why don't you see farmers coming to bring water for irrigation?

He is very familiar with history, and during the years he taught in the mountainous areas, he almost looked through some of the relevant historical materials he could find, and even read the history of techniques and other side doors. Therefore, if you think about it carefully, you will know the truth of the road, although China has always advocated intensive cultivation, but the real peak of agricultural technology is still in the Song Dynasty, when the population grew rapidly, here is a high slope, water diversion is difficult, with the agricultural technology of the Tang Dynasty, this kind of technology has not yet been popularized.

But the clan elders didn't organize people together, even if they carried some water on their shoulders to water, which made Ye Chang a little surprised.

"Why is there no one to carry water?"

"Some time ago, there were still people who carried it, but in the past ten days, everyone has been discouraged." Xiang'er said: "Everyone is discussing to get together and invite the master of the Busan Xuan Senses to come down and pray for rain. ”

"Pray for rain ......"

This is about the most common method of drought resistance, Ye Chang lowered his head and looked at the lush mountain forest: "Is there water in the mountains?" ”

"There is no water in the mountains, and even if there is, it can't attract it."

Xiang'er replied in a daze, it was already past noon, and she was really tired and tired after walking so far. Seeing her like this, Ye Chang felt a little unbearable, so he asked her to go back first, and she had to go around.

"What if Lang Jun doesn't remember the way?" Hearing this, Xiang'er asked uneasily.

"I remember, when I came with you, I wrote down all the directions."

Hearing him say this, Xiang'er thought that the house had not yet been cleaned and there were still a lot of housework to do, so she turned around in a daze.

Ye Chang stood alone in his own field, went down and pinched the soil lumps, after confirming the moisture of the soil, shook his head, got up and looked at Xiang'er's back, and slowly went back to the village, he wiped the sweat on his head, and set his eyes on the mountain next to him.

There must be water in the mountains, and this mountain forest is so green that it proves that there may be a spring nearby. Ye Chang is no stranger to finding water in the mountains and forests, the mountain village he taught has faced a very embarrassing drought for two consecutive years, and it is a professional water exploration team to solve this problem.

The key is to follow the mountain range to find water.

Seeing that it was still early, he walked up the hillside, and from time to time he picked up the ground with the stick in his hand to see the moisture in the soil. This Wu Zepi Mountain is steep and beautiful, especially at this time, it has not been greatly damaged by the Anshi Rebellion, so the vegetation is very well maintained. As far as the eye can see, it is full of green, and the ground under the shade of green is also full of grass and shrubs. The birds in the forest are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and there is no dry and dry scenery in the outside world at all, which makes people can't help but admire: it is a cool place in the world.

In such a place, it is impossible not to find a water source, and it stands to reason that even if the government does not come forward, the local squire and old man should take the lead in getting water.

However, there are still many difficulties in diverting the water from here to the ten acres of slope fields of Ye Chang's family.

Ye Chang found the fourth place where there might be water, but he dug half a foot down with a branch, and saw a trace of water seeping out. He buried the soil again, and looked back at his own land, which was more than two miles away from here, and such a long distance had to cross the mountains and mountains, and it was impossible to lead it by his own strength.

What's more, there are still a few small ridges to be climbed, there are no mechanized tools, relying on manpower alone, I am afraid to think of some good methods.

The bell rang not far away, it was the temple on the mountain that began to do afternoon classes, Ye Chang estimated the time, it was about half past four in the afternoon, and he decided to find another possible water point and go back. However, at this moment, he heard the faint sound of shrinking in the woods, and at first he thought it was a wild beast and a bird, but when he turned a rock, he was greeted by a green-faced guy with hideous eyebrows.

"Mandrill!"

The shout sounded, Ye Chang turned around and ran, and the green-faced guy also ran up with a shout. It was not flat ground, but a steep hill with almost no roads, and as soon as they fled, they fell one after the other, and both slipped down the hill and then crashed into each other.

"What are you running?" Before Ye Chang could react, the monster shouted, "Aren't you a mandrill?" ”

"You're the mandrill, your whole family is a mandrill!" At this time, Ye Chang also understood that the "mandrill" just now was shouted by this person, this person was just ugly, and his clothes were not like ordinary people, so he was scared.

"You're not a mandrill?" The man glared at Ye Chang: "I've never seen you so ugly!" ”

"Speaking of ugliness, who else can compare to you?" Ye Chang saw that he was a little naïve, and asked with a smile, "You haven't looked in the mirror?" ”

"I'm ugly, but I know that I am a human being, but I don't know that there are people as ugly as me in this world." The ugly man was self-aware, he folded his palms and bent over to Ye Chang: "Amitabha, the poor monk is polite here." ”

“…… You...... Excellency...... Master ......"

After changing his title a few times in a row, Ye Chang felt that it didn't seem to be suitable for the person in front of him. He claimed to be a monk, but he had a chicken's nest-like hair and a hideous and vicious face that seemed to intimidate the butcher.

"I'm not a master of Lao Shizi, I'm just a head, by the way, you ugly man, where do you know where there is a temple?"

He repeatedly said that Ye Chang was an ugly man, Ye Chang was a little curious in his heart, he had also seen his face in front of the bronze mirror, although the bronze mirror was not very real, but his current appearance should be regarded as handsome, this ugly head is not a guy who does not distinguish between beauty and ugliness?

He didn't know that after being mixed in the mountains for a long time, now he was dirty, and he naturally looked ugly.

"There's a temple over there, and you can hear the temple bells."

"Great, it's finally time to break the fast!" Mangtoutuo said happily when he heard this: "Ugly man, come with me, if you have a bowl of rice, you ugly man will always have a mouthful!" ”

Although Mangtoutuo looked hideous and vicious, he was enthusiastic, Ye Chang thought that there must be a way down the mountain outside the temple, which was much better than him returning the same way, so he followed him to the temple.