In the afternoon, Xie Wang was at home with his three children, and Lin and Qiu Niang went to Zhuangzi to cook for the workers.

Xie Wang was sitting in the east wing weaving, Xie Xuan and Zhou Qin were embroidering and playing with bandages, Zhou Hong was honestly holding the candy and gnawing on it, and he heard a shout from outside the door: "Is Uncle Xie at home?" ”

Xie Xuan raised his head and said, "I heard that it was Uncle Han from Yaxing, I'm afraid that the matter of the shed dishes has come to fruition!" ”

Xie Wang hurriedly dropped the shuttle and went out to greet people.

Sure enough, it was Han Hongcai who came on horseback, and when he saw that Xie Wang's family was going to boil water to make tea, he hurriedly went to stop him: "Auntie, don't be busy, since Uncle Xie is on Zhuangzi, I will hurry up and inform them." The three restaurants are in a hurry, and they have to deliver the food to them tomorrow morning, so they can't delay their business! ”

It turned out that there were three restaurants that wanted this garlic and leek, and asked the Xie family to deliver it to the door every day, and Han Zhengye got the news, so he hurriedly asked Han Hongcai to inform the Xie family.

Xie Wang's family couldn't keep him, and saw Han Hongcai riding a brown horse and running away, and kept muttering: "This kid doesn't even drink saliva......

"Grandma, this can put your heart back in your stomach, someone has ordered the dishes in our shed!" Xie Xuan said with a smile, "Don't worry about it this time!" ”

It turned out that although Xie Wang's family heard Xie Qingshan relay Han Zhengye's words, saying that the vegetables in this shed were easy to sell, let them hurry up and plant a few acres of land, they were worried in their hearts. Especially the vegetables in the shed have not been sold, so I spent some money first, and invited some people, and the shelves are too open, for fear of running horses on the wall - I can't turn around, and I can't end it.

Seeing that there are three restaurants asking for food, and they still need it every day, calculate how long the vegetables in the grass shed will not be available for a long time before they will be out of stock.

"If each of the three restaurants costs 30 catties a day, it is 90 catties a day, and the total amount in our shed is only 3,000 catties, and it will only be for a month, and the food will be gone!"

"Oops! What can I do? Xie Wang panicked, "Our basement has just started digging, and there is not enough time!" ”

"The water is long! You can't be a fat man in one bite. Xie Xuan said.

Sure enough, Xie Qingshan and his son had dinner with the workers on the Zhuangzi in the evening, and they had a smile on their faces when they came back. Lin and Qiu Niang also got the news early because they cooked three meals on Zhuangzi, and they couldn't hide their laughter.

At home, only Xie Wang took Xie Xuan, Zhou Qin, Zhou Hong, and Zhiyuan Zhicheng, who returned from school, to eat.

The closer to winter, the earlier it was, and when Xie Qingshan and the others returned home, it was already pitch black, with only a few points of starlight, and they could see the ground slightly.

There was an oil lamp lit in the hall, and Xie Qingshan arranged tomorrow's schedule: "Our grandfather and tomorrow will get up early to cut fifty catties of leeks and leeks." When I came back to Pingtian to lead the workers to work in Zhuangzi, I and Ping'an drove the vegetables to the county seat. Hongcai told me that one big restaurant orders 40 catties a day, and the other two order 30 catties, if the guests like to increase the amount. In addition, we have to cut out a basket and send it to Brother Han, and last time he sent the basket of vegetables to various restaurants as a sample! ”

"We said earlier that we would deliver food to Grandpa Fu's house, but we haven't delivered it yet!" Xie Xuan said.

"That's right! I'm all busy and confused, so let's cut one more basket, and we'll send it to the Fu family when we come back from the county seat tomorrow. Xie Qingshan remembered the glorious momentum of the Fu family's villa, and was a little timid for a while, so he asked Xie Xuan: "Xuanxuan, are you going?" ”

Xie Xuan thought about it, if she wanted to go, she had to get up before dawn, it was cold that day, and the frozen person shivered, and simply shook her head: "I can't get up, I won't go!" ”

Xie Qingshan and Xie Wang couldn't help but laugh together.

Zhicheng said unfairly: "Why can Xuanxuan sleep until dawn, and my brother and I have to get up so early?" ”

"Xuanxuan is a girl, we are manly, of course we have to get up early!" Zhiyuan said calmly.

"Then you treat me like a girl! I want to sleep too! Zhicheng's eyes lit up and he said immediately.

Immediately, he received a shudder in his head, "Unexpectedly leather monkey, I'll let you be a girl!" I'll let you sleep! The Lin family hates that iron is not steel, "You are a thing that is not angry!" ”

Zhicheng who beat him screamed, and Hirata watched his son being beaten by his daughter-in-law on the side, with a smile on his face. At night, Xie Qingshan and Ping'an went to sleep in the west wing, Qiu Niang took Zhou Hong to sleep with Xie Wang, and Zhou Qin and Xie Xuan were companions.

Xie Xuan has always been a night owl, she used to resolutely not sleep before 12 o'clock, but now although she sleeps early, she still sleeps late compared to the rest of the Xie family.

When she was bored at night, she lit an oil lamp and read thousands of poems. I've read the book twice, and now I'm so bored that I've started to memorize it. Because she hadn't learned poetry in the school, this book is now for her exclusive use. When she earns money from grocery shopping, the first thing she does is to buy a few books, or it is really difficult to have free time.

"Xuanxuan, are you still literate?" Zhou Qin looked at Xie Xuan with envy, people who can read and write are extremely powerful and knowledgeable people in her eyes, but she didn't expect Xuanxuan to be able to read books at such a young age.

"Brother Zhiyuan and Brother Zhicheng aren't studying, I learned a little bit along with it!" Xie Xuan's words fooled the ignorant children, and the Zhiyuan brothers were still reciting the three-character scripture, so they could recognize a dozen simple words, where they could read poetry.

"Do you want to learn? I'll teach you! Xie Xuan looked at her with an envious look on her face and asked her.

"Really? I want to learn! Zhou Qin looked surprised, and sat up from the quilt with a pout.

"What am I lying to you about? Come, I'll teach you to write your name first......" Xie Xuan dipped her fingers in the tea bowl on the table, and slowly wrote the word "celery" under the oil lamp like beans, and said to her while writing: "Our names are both vegetables, you are celery, and I am daylily!" You see, your name is in this poem! ”

"Really? Can my name be included in a poem? Zhou Qin looked surprised.

Her name came from her grandfather, who was working in the fields, when he heard that his daughter-in-law had given birth to a girl, and pointed to the wild celery by the stream. The farmer gave birth to a daughter, most of them were named like this, they are all common plants in daily life, what flowers and trees, plum orchids, bamboo chrysanthemums, are commonly used. Although Zhou Qin did not have any dissatisfaction with her family in her heart, she subconsciously knew that she was inferior to her younger brother.

When the younger brother was born, the grandfather had to spend ten cents to find a fortune teller to get a good name, and later the midwife said that the younger brother was weak, so it was better to marry a cheap name and make a good living, so he called him a pillar.

As soon as she heard that her name was also in the poem, the little girl felt as if she was not a wild vegetable growing casually on the side of the road.

"This poem was written by a poet named Zhu Yi in the Song Dynasty, I will read it to you!

There is no meat in the ghost, and the grass creek on the shore bows and recommends itself.

And there is a celery show in late spring on the embankment, and the harvest returns to wait for the morning meal. ”

Seeing Zhou Qin's serious and respectful appearance, Xie Xuan no longer despised it, read it to her with a smile, and then explained: "This is a poem written by a hermit who lives in seclusion and picks celery to cook in late spring. ”

"Huh? Do poets also like to eat wild celery? Zhou Qin seemed to have discovered a strange thing, and asked in surprise: "I thought that those who could write poetry ate big fish and meat every day!" ”

Xie Xuan didn't explain to her what poets used celery to express their feelings of seclusion and other words that ruined the atmosphere, but just smiled: "Big fish and big meat will also get tired of eating, eat wild celery to improve the taste!" ”

"Can you get tired of eating big fish and meat? If it were me, I would eat every day, every meal, and I wouldn't get tired of eating! Zhou Qin said with a yearning on her face, and then turned back to ask Xie Xuan, "Xuanxuan, is there your name in the poem?" ”

"Yes! Although the daylily is slightly flowered, the lonely show can extricate itself. In the chaotic leaves, one by one. It was written by Su Shi, a great poet of the Song Dynasty! Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty also wrote, he should pity the daylily, but he has to forget his worries! ”

It turns out that daylily is daylily in the countryside, also called "golden needle", which is used for stir-frying vegetables or as a side dish for soup after drying, and the taste is extremely fresh. However, the literati like to call the daylily "forget the worry grass", or "cure the sorrow", the "naturalist" recorded: "The daylily, eating it makes people happy, forget the worries, so it is called the forget the worry grass." ”

Xie Xuan hopes that she can really forget her worries in this life, spend this life peacefully and happily - and then return to her former home. Just play a game with a degree of 100% realism, practice the number to the top, and then delete the number and exit, and wake up to the situation where the mother cooked the meal, and the father holds the scissors to trim the flower branches.

It was a forgotten thing, and tonight it is reborn.

The thin leaves are beginning to grow, and the solitary flowers are not full.

The pavilions are standing and the wind and rain are terrified.

When to return, my heart is at peace.