Another autumn harvest season has arrived, and Mai Hua and Sixi's son was born.

That day, Mai Hua was leading the black soil to dry the mushrooms she had picked on the hillside, and Mai Hua's stomach hurt for a while. Mai Hua is a person who has given birth, she knows that she is about to give birth, so she said to Heitu: Heitu, go to the field and call you Uncle Sixi, my mother is going to give birth.

Hei Tu picked up a pair of little feet and ran down the mountain, and he shouted as he ran: My mother is going to give birth, my mother is going to give birth.

When Sixi returned, Maihua had already given birth. She was exhausting and rubbing her child's body, because the child was born on the mountain in autumn, and Sixi named the child Akiyama.

Akiyama came to the world with the harvest season, and the excitement of the four joys goes without saying. Heitu was also excited, and he shouted as he ran: I have a younger brother, I have a younger brother, called Akiyama.

Da Kui was also happy. At that time, when he and Mai Hua got married, his wish was that the people would prosper and that the whole house would be full of children and grandchildren. Later, his hope died, although the child was not his, but he was still happy, after all, this is the half-brother of the black soil.

Sixi was busy with the autumn harvest alone in the field, and Maihua was confined at home. Da Kui sometimes couldn't help but climb down from the kang in the east house, lie down at the door of the west house and say to Mai Hua and the child: Mai Hua, Qiu Shan is crying, feed the child quickly.

Mai Hua stuffed the ** into the child's mouth, and the house and the house suddenly became quiet.

Da Kui also looked very satisfied.

While nursing the child, Mai Hua said happily: When Heitu and Autumn Mountain grow up, our family will add two more strong laborers.

Da Kui also imagined and said: At that time, our family will open up another piece of barren land and plant a lot of land.

Da Kui was almost intoxicated by his imagination.

When the sun was shining overhead, Mai Hua went to the field to cook, Hei Tu was busy with Sixi in him, Mai Hua didn't want the family to go hungry, she always went down to cook on time. Da Kui sat on the threshold, Mai Hua put Akiyama in Da Kui's arms, and Da Kui played with Akiyama with his babbling. Maihua was busy and steaming hot.

When Sixi and Heitu returned, Maihua's rice was almost ready. Sixi happily took Akiyama from Da Kui's hand, and kissed Akiyama at once, and he kissed Akiyama while talking about farming with Da Kui.

Sixi said: This year's harvest is good, and the grain laid is enough for our family to eat for two years.

Da Kui squinted at Sixi.

Sixi said again: Da Kui, next spring, I want to open up the wasteland on the east slope.

Da Kui said: I'm afraid you can't be busy alone.

Sixi said: It's okay, while I'm still young, it's nothing to exert more strength.

Da Kui lowered his head and said: I can't help you with anything, I make you tired.

Sixi said: Da Kui, what are you talking about, why do our family still say this.

Da Kui was silent for a while and said: In a few years, when the black soil is big, he will be able to help you.

Mai Hua brought the meal to the table amid the discussion of the two men, and then the family sat around and ate steamingly.

With a beautiful vision and hope, the family ushered in the first winter after Akiyama was born.

As soon as winter came, Sixi found the musket again, and he said to Maihua while wiping the gun: I will go into the mountains tomorrow, and strive to get a few good skins before the New Year, and sell them in the city, and our family will pull a new set of clothes.

Mai Hua still has lingering fears about hunting, and if it weren't for hunting, Da Kui wouldn't be where he is today. Mai Hua thought of this and said: Sixi, you have to be careful, those wild things are not people.

Sixi said while filling the barrel with **: Maihua, don't worry, this musket is not a vegetarian.

Since then, Sixi has been carrying a shotgun to the mountains all day long, Sixi's shotgun is really extraordinary, every time he comes back, he will not be empty-handed.

That day, something finally happened.

It wasn't the prey that hurt Sixi, and that day, Sixi found a wolf. No sooner had he shot two pheasants with a musket, and had filled the empty barrel with his charge, when he saw the wolf. When he found the wolf, he filled the musket with twice as much medicine. I thought that this shot would definitely end the wolf's life. In this way, you will get a wolf skin, and a wolf skin will be sold, which is enough for Maihua to buy clothes. He couldn't wait to aim at the wolf, shot at the wolf, and with a bang, the gun exploded.

The wolf ran away, Sixi screamed miserably, and fell in a pool of blood.

When Sixi was dizzy and walked home, Mai Hua saw Sixi's tragic situation and screamed and fainted. Even Da Kui couldn't help but gasp when he saw it. Sixi's face and chest were covered in blood, and his hands were gone. Sixi fell.

In those days, Mai Hua ran to the city again and again, and she went to find medicine for Sixi to heal her injuries. She went to the Qian family's pharmacy, and the medicine of the old shopkeeper of the Qian family specializes in treating "red injuries". Every time Mai Hua went to look for medicine, it was the money shopkeeper who prepared the medicine, and then Mai Hua took the medicine back in a hurry, half of it was applied to Sixi's wound, and half of it was boiled and drunk.

In only half a month, Maihua sold out the family's grain, and Sixi these medicines were exchanged for a year's grain.

Sixi saw that the yellow, orange, and orange grains were disappearing from his home little by little, and he screamed in pain. His hands were blown off, and he didn't call it that.

Seeing that Sixi's injuries are getting better day by day, the family's food has been sold. Mai Hua could no longer bear to sell the rest of the rations, which were their food for the winter, and the seeds for next spring.

But Sixi's injury still had to be treated, and she had no choice at all, when she appeared in the Qian family's pharmacy, she knelt down pitifully for the Qian shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was a scrawny old man with a fox skin around his neck, sitting behind the counter, calculating the month's income.

Mai Hua said: The money shopkeeper, give me some medicine on credit.

The money shopkeeper raised his head, and he glanced at Maihua, and then at it. Before this, Mai Hua had dealt with him countless times. At that time, the money shopkeeper didn't even lift his eyelids, he only knew how to dispense medicine and collect money. This time he took a serious look at Maihua, and then at it. Then he came out from behind the counter, and looked at Wheat Blossom back and forth with his hands in his hands. He stretched out his hand again and lifted the wheat blossom up, and he looked at it again and again like a cattle dealer.

Then he said, "You've just given birth."

Maihua nodded, Akiyama hadn't been weaned yet, and her chest was swollen.

The money shopkeeper asked again: How many children do you have?

Mai Hua replied: Two.

Again: Is it a man or a woman?

Mai Hua replied: It's all boys.

The money shopkeeper raised his head this time and looked at Mai Hua's face seriously. Maihua has just turned 20 years old, and her natural white skin and tender flesh are still fresh.

The money shopkeeper seemed satisfied, and he hummed comfortably. This time he sat down at the counter again, and then he said, "Your man is red."

Mai Hua said: Yes, the first few times you have been dispensing medicine, so that you can make miles. My family has no money now, I want to give a little credit to the shopkeeper's medicine, and when my man recovers, I will repay you as a cow and a horse.

The money shopkeeper rolled his eyelids and said, "Your men are all crippled, what do you want to pay me back?"

This sentence stopped Mai Hua at once. These days, she is busy and dizzy, and she is thinking of ways to cure Sixi's injuries. It was only then that she realized that their family was over, could the injured Sixi still farm? Not being able to farm means that their family of four has to go to ask for food, otherwise, they can only drink the northwest wind. It was only then that Mai Hua felt complete despair, and she cried in front of the money shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper said this for a purpose, the shopkeeper is almost sixty years old, and he has been taking over this pharmacy from his ancestors for decades. He has everything in this life, but he lacks a son and an heir to the pharmacy. When he was young, the money shopkeeper married a five-room woman in one go, but these five-room women gave birth to a bunch of children, but no one gave birth to a son for him. Seeing that there was no one to inherit this pharmacy, the money shopkeeper was anxious and hateful. In the past, he also thought about marrying a yellow flower girl and giving birth to a son for himself, but who would have expected that this time he would not be a daughter. A year old like a year's money shopkeeper, anxious.

Today he met Mai Hua, he looked Mai Hua up and down, and when he saw this woman's round and plump breasts, he knew that Mai Hua was a woman who could give birth and raise, unlike his five women, who were either as thin as a firewood stick or as fat as a female duck, and none of them were useful. He spent most of his life on these five women, but still no one gave him a son.

As soon as the money shopkeeper saw Maihua, he wanted to borrow Maihua's belly to give birth to a son for himself.

Mai Hua cried mournfully in front of him, and the money shopkeeper saw that the time had come. He asked Mai Hua to sit down, and poured a bowl of brown sugar water for Mai Hua with his own hands, and then said slowly: It's easy to give you medicine on credit, but you have to promise me one thing.

Mai Hua looked up at the thin face of the money shopkeeper.

The money shopkeeper said: In the future, I will cover all the expenses of your family, as long as you give birth to a son for me, you can say anything.

At that moment, Mai Hua fainted, and she looked at the shopkeeper in a daze, feeling that she was dreaming.

The money shopkeeper smiled, turned around, wrapped a few medicinal papers, stuffed them in Maihua's hand and said: You go home and think about it, I will wait for your letter, and if you think about it, you will come to me, if you don't think well, you don't come, this package of medicine is for you.