Wu Zongdao: "I am practicing calligraphy for today's achievements." The little junior sister is smart, and if she wants to practice for a while, she will also improve. I can point you in that direction. ”

"Uh-huh, yes, yes." Zhao Ruxi nodded violently.

She really wanted to ask Wu Zong's handwriting was not bad, why he didn't have Xiao Ruotong's fame. But it's hard to ask the person concerned. Originally, she asked the system to be the best, but this guy got angry, so she couldn't ask.

When will I ask Master?

Wu Zong also didn't worry about letting the people in Zhuangzi make the plaque. There are also many styles of plaques, and people who engage in art can't tolerate his words with an ugly and tacky style. Zhuangzi can't read a single character, what good style can he choose? In the end, you may choose the cheapest one, or simply make a golden one, which is simply unbearable.

Therefore, he handed the word to Wu An and told him: "Do well." There is no rush in time. If you can't get it right away, it's okay to pick it up tomorrow or the day after. ”

Zhao Ruxi instructed Ma Sheng: "You go with Wu An." "My own plaque is naturally paid by my own family, and there is no reason to ask my senior brother to fill in the money.

"Also, have someone take down the original plaque first. Wait for the new plaque to be ready, and then hang it up. And she commanded the money.

Qian Duoduo bowed down and settled down a little more.

When the girl told him to do something, she was calling him as the head of the village. I don't think I'm going to replace him.

When Wu An and Ma Sheng left, they went out of the courtyard, went downhill along the road full of flowers and trees, and walked some distance to see the house of the village servants.

The houses were built with mud walls made of mud pasted on bamboo chips, covered with thatch, and were short and small, completely different from the rural houses that Zhao Ruxi had seen on television.

There were about 50 or 60 families here, and they were built together next to each other to form a village.

There is a road between the village and the north and south. Unlike the stone road on the side of the main house, the road in this village is a dirt road. It's not raining now, but you can still see the mud that formed when it rained.

The servants had probably gone down to the fields, and only the children were running around in the village. The children were all thin and small, and their clothes were very ragged.

Zhao Ruxi has been in ancient times for so long, and he has never seen a person who lives like this.

Even in Xiaorong Village, people can't afford to build brick houses, so they will use mud bricks to build tall and large houses, and the yards are very spacious.

The poor people wore patched clothes, but they were clean and tidy, and the children in the village seemed to be doing much better than these children.

However, she had heard Xu Yongyi say that because Xiaorong Village is close to the county seat and the land is also fertile, most of the people in the village have their own fields, and those who do not have fields will also do some small business or go to the county seat to work, so life is not bad. If you go to the mountains, some villages are very poor, and there are many people who do not have enough to eat.

She walked to the door of a house and looked inside. It was so dark that I could only see people in the house, and I didn't know what I was doing.

Qian Duoduo saw that Zhao Ruxi was going in, so he hesitated for a moment and hurriedly said: "Girl, it's too pickled inside, I'm afraid of dirtying the girl's clothes, shoes and socks." ”

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Ruxi waved his hand and walked in.

This one is too small. Zhao Ruxi is 1.6 meters tall, and he can only bend down and bow his head if he wants to enter, let alone big men like Wu Zong.

There was only one window made of wooden strips inside, the window was very small, the room was also short, and the light was very dim, Zhao Ruxi got used to it for a while, and then he could see the people inside.

This is a woman in her sixties, hunched and hunched, sitting in the room fumbling with a bamboo basket.

She doesn't seem to be able to see. Hearing the voice, she leaned over and asked, "Who?" ”

Because the house was short, after Zhao Ruxi and Wu Zong entered, Qian Duoduo didn't dare to go in again, for fear of touching Zhao Ruxi and abruptly abrupt the owner.

He shouted loudly outside: "Po Li, it's the new master, Miss Zhao, and the Lord Wu of Dali Temple. ”

Li Po groped to put down the bamboo basket and prepared to stand up and salute.

"Mother-in-law, sit down." Zhao Ruxi said busily.

She looked around the house and saw two low beds with planks directly on the mud bricks, with straw on them. In addition, there is an earthen stove in the corner, and two clay pots are placed in the eyes of the stove, which seems to be cooking utensils. She didn't see the iron pot. There are also several large stoneware bowls on the stove.

In addition to these, there are two low stools, and nothing else.

It can be described as a family with four walls.

The room was too dark and damp to smell like I couldn't speak. Zhao Ruxi also saw in the corner that a small mushroom grew out of the corner between the wall and the ground.

Wu Zong also seemed to be shocked by this situation, and stood there for a while before he said in a muffled voice: "Let's go, let's go out." ”

"Wait." Zhao Ruxi looked at the bamboo basket woven by Li Po, although it was not exquisite, it was better than being small.

She asked, "Mother-in-law, what are you doing with this bamboo basket?" ”

Li Po said a little nervously: "The old slave is...... It was made up for the little granddaughter of the old slave to play. ”

Zhao Ruxi saw that there were still two in the corner, picked them up and looked at them, and said to Li Po: "Can these three bamboo baskets be sold to me?" ”

"Miss take it." Seeing that Zhao Ruxi was kind, Li Po was not so nervous, and said with a smile with a toothless mouth, "Miss likes it, I'll make it up for you." ”

Zhao Ruxi didn't speak, took out a piece of silver horn from his arms, stuffed it into Li Po's hand, and then followed Wu Zong out.

Qingfeng followed out with a basket in the back.

Outside, Zhao Ruxi took several breaths of air, and then he felt more comfortable.

She asked Qian Duoduo: "Is everyone in front of you the same?" ”

Qian Duoduo nodded and said, "It's all about the same." ”

"How many people are in Po Li's family?"

"Four people." Qian Duoduo said, "Her son died, leaving her daughter-in-law, a thirteen-year-old grandson, and a seven-year-old granddaughter. All three went down to the fields. ”

Zhao Ruxi first instructed Qingfeng: "You don't have to follow me anymore, you and Ma Sheng went to the place just now to pick some flowers and weeds, and I will insert them in the bamboo basket in a while." ”

With Wu Zong by her side, Qingfeng and Ma Sheng were also relieved of her safety and agreed to leave.

Zhao Ruxi looked at Qian Duoduo at this time: "Go to your house and have a look." ”

As the head of the village, Qian Duoduo should live in the best place in the village. From the situation of his family and the comparison with Li Po, it should be possible to see how the life of the Zhuang servant is.

"Yes." Qian Duoduo did not show modesty, and walked forward with Zhao Ruxi and Wu Zongchao.

Not long after he left, he pointed to a room and said, "This is the villain's home." ”

His house is also a mud wall. Zhao Ruxi walked in and saw that both the darkness and the humidity were similar to Li's mother's house. It's just that his house is a little bigger.