An ox cart full of people. At this time, it was a man in a family of five, named Tong Feng. Tong Feng's two daughters, the eldest is called Chunlan, and the younger is called Xia He, and the names are very good. The names of the other twin sisters are a bit difficult to describe. Because the twin sister is called Daya, and the twin sister is called Erya, such a casual name, and I can't complain about it.

Entering the village, the ox cart drove directly up the hillside. The people in the village are no longer surprised when they see that it is a quiet car? The big guys know that being quiet is capable. Not only did he build a big house, but he also sent his younger brother to study, and now he buys a few people, what is there to make a fuss about?

The ox cart arrived at the door of the house before stopping. All the people got out of the car, and when they saw the tall courtyard walls and the heavy gates, they were all in disbelief. After entering the courtyard under the quiet leadership, their eyes widened in disbelief, and they couldn't think of the main family's house...... It turned out to be like this. How can this be? Didn't you say that the good ones are farming? How can a farmer's yard look like this? Several people looked at each other, a little confused.

called all the people into the hall, and called out the second sister Anxin, the third brother Jiaming and the fourth sister Jiayue. After introducing each other, the quiet made arrangements.

"Mama Tong, you used to be a young lady who was an official and a young lady, and if you want to follow the rules, your appearance is excellent, so in the future, you will teach the second and fourth young ladies the rules and etiquette. You don't have to follow the standards of the official lady, as long as you don't make mistakes on big occasions, don't make jokes, and be able to handle it. Brother Tong Feng is responsible for transporting the third young master to and from school, as well as chopping wood and other hard work. The kitchen was handed over to Sister-in-law Tong. Chunlan stayed by the second miss to serve, Xia He stayed by the fourth miss to serve, and the house was washed and washed, and the sister-in-law Tong took Chunlan and Xia He to take care of it. As soon as the quiet words fell, the five members of Tong's family knelt down and thanked them.

After quietly arranging the Tong Mo family of five, he looked at the twin sisters standing on the side. "You two sisters can't do the work at home, so follow me up to the mountains to hunt in the future!" It's just that this big girl and two girls are really a little unpleasant, since you came to my house during the Mid-Autumn Festival, it might as well be called Leng Qiu Leng Yue. ”

"In the cold autumn and cold moon, Miss Xie gave the name." Leng Qiu Leng Yue knelt on the ground and kowtowed as she spoke, then she got up and stood aside.

"There are two rooms on each side of the gate, Mama Tong and her eldest brother and sister-in-law live in two rooms in the east, Chunlan, Xia He, and Leng Qiu and Leng Yue, and the four of you live in two rooms in the west. I don't have bedding or clothes at home, but there is no shortage of cotton and fabric, so I'll give it to you later, and you can make it yourself. Jing Jing thought about it, and then said: "The people in our mountain village don't have so many rules, and they don't need to kneel and kowtow on weekdays. But the etiquette that should be there and the etiquette that should be understood must be kept in mind by everyone. Don't forget who you are, what you do. If anyone dares to bully his master? The knife in my hand won't spare him. As he spoke, he shot the dagger he was playing with flew out, and the dagger was stuck in front of the feet of several people, and under the dagger, there was a small bug broken in two.

"Please rest assured, Miss! We must do our duty. ”

I have to say that the quiet hand was a good deterrent to a few people, making them more and more humble and respectful.

In this way, the four quiet sisters and brothers have lived a life since then, stretching out their hands for clothes, opening their mouths for food, and making slaves call maids.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15. The crops in the fields have already been harvested, because this year's drought has caused the crops in the fields to fail. The price of grain in the town has risen again, and the people of Qingshan Village have quietly reminded them that the old village chief has convened a meeting of the villagers and said the seriousness of the situation, so the people in the village have more or less bought the stored grain, so although the people in the village are living as tight as in previous years, they can still get by.

It's just that the number of people going up and down the river has increased, and every family wants to prepare as much food as possible. As for the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, the meal is almost full, who will remember the festival? Holidays? It was the days of the rich and powerful. For the people who live at the bottom and rely on the sky for food, for them, the "big harvest" is their best festival!

Lack of food and clothing? Need to tighten your belt to get by? This is the situation in someone else's house. Silence is free from these worries. Now there are seven or eight more people in the family, and the food prepared quietly is enough to eat. Moreover, yesterday, Mama Tong took a few people to cut down the cabbage radish in the vegetable garden, flooded five large vats of sauerkraut, and also flooded two large vats of sour radish, so in terms of eating and drinking, Jing Jing was not worried.

After breakfast, he quietly sent Tong Feng to the village to buy a pork rib. She took Leng Qiu and Leng Yue up Daqing Mountain for a spin and shot several pheasants and hares. In the cold autumn and cold moon, a lot of nuts were picked, and all kinds of wild fruits came back.

The dinner was more sumptuous, made braised rabbit meat, stewed mushrooms with pheasant, stewed yam with pork ribs, fried a plate of sweet potato strips, fried a plate of peanuts, a plate of shredded potatoes, six dishes and two large plates of dumplings, the master and servant sat at two tables, and had a Mid-Autumn Festival reunion dinner in the courtyard. I have to say that Sister-in-law Tong's cooking skills are really not covered. The fried dishes are full of color and aroma, and everyone who eats them applauds!

After dinner, everyone took advantage of the cold in the courtyard and admired the moon. On the stone table are mooncakes that Jing Jing bought from the town, as well as sour plum soup made by Tong's sister-in-law. After this sour plum soup is done, put it in cold water to cool down, and drink a sip of cold and cold, sweet and sour, and the whole person is comfortable from the heart outward.

Jiaming, who went to school for a while, had to propose that the big guy compose poems. Hearing Jiaming's proposal, the big guy waved his hand again and again, and said that they would not be wet, and they would not be able to do it. The words made the big guy laugh.

There was no way to be fooled by everyone, so Jiaming stood in the courtyard with his little hands behind his back, looked up at the moon in the sky, and chanted poems by himself. It's just that this Jiaming has been back to school for a short time, and he ran out of words without chanting a few words. Jiaming didn't want to make a song to listen to, but he couldn't make trouble quietly, so he had to search for the poems about the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival that he had learned in his head. In his previous life, he studied for more than ten years, and Tang poetry and Song lyrics were not learned in vain. Quietly read aloud:

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed in "Silent Night Thoughts" is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. "This poem was quietly learned in the first grade of elementary school, and it was no pressure to read it out at this time.

"Eldest sister, your poems are so good! No, eldest sister, you have to do another song. Moreover, I'm going to take a note and keep it for me to figure it out later. Jiaming said as he hurriedly ran back to the house to get a pen and paper, spread the paper on the stone table, held the brush in his hand, and looked quiet.

Jing Jing didn't want to do any more poetry, but in the end she was defeated by Jia Ming's little eyes. Helplessly quiet, I had to say to Jiaming:

"Okay, then I'll do another song, listen to "Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon" Cloudless World Autumn 35, and watch Toad Pan Haiya together. Until the sky is endless, I have never taken a private photo of a person's family. ”