Chapter Thirty-Eight: Destruction in the Field

The leaves of the begonia pear are carmine-colored, and the buckwheat flowers are white and snowy.

As soon as the autumn wind hits the fields, the grass and trees shake off into frost, and the trees are all autumn colors.

In a blink of an eye, three months have passed.

The loquat in the mountains and forests has passed the season, and Jin Xiaolou's sweet and honey-like and limited loquat paste has earned more than three taels of silver in three months, except for the rent, repairing the thatched house, and buying the trivial expenses of daily life.

Jin Xiaolou asked someone to inquire about it, and it was about thirty taels of silver a year to rent a good location for a shop in Xinning County, about ten taels for a little lesser, and only three or five taels of silver for the worst.

When this autumn rain passes, choose a sunny day, collect the rice in the field, pull it to the town and sell it back, how can there be ten taels of silver.

Jin Xiaolou held a red bamboo oil paper umbrella and walked into the ground with Gao Lang one after the other.

Gao Lang was a little tall, and the oil-paper umbrella covered his hairy head, and the rain slipped in from under the umbrella eaves and sprinkled on Jin Xiaolou's cheeks, which was cool.

Looking up, Gao Lang's inky black hair was also stuck with white sugar-like raindrops.

This made him look a little sweet.

It's like a cream cookie sprinkled with frosting......

Jin Xiaolou was thinking about it when a group of six or seven-year-old children ran past the two of them barefoot with buckets.

Talking noisily about going to the small stone pond to catch fish.

As soon as he heard the word "catch fish", Gao Lang's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

Turning around, Chongjin Xiaolou said with an expectant face: "Lady, I'm also going to catch fish!" ”

In autumn, the small stone pond dries up, leaving only a pool of mud at the bottom, in which there are many yellow eels and even large white fish.

A few days ago, the men in the house stopped plowing the land, and rushed to the pond to touch the fish, and the Jin family ate several meals of fish in a row.

By now, there was almost nothing left in the pool, and the men had lost interest in it, but the children of the village ran in droves.

Occasionally, if you're lucky, you'll be able to touch another loach and come back.

Gao Lang shouted a few days ago that he wanted to touch the fish, but at that time there was still a lot of work in the field, so Jin Xiaolou didn't let him go, and today he mentioned it again, Jin Xiaolou thought about it, and nodded.

She stopped the child who had just run by, beckoned, and took out a piece of jujube cake from her bosom, which was the last piece she had bought in the town last time. He handed it to the older of the group of children and instructed, "You take Brother Lang to touch the fish together, take care of him, and come back to me to get something delicious when you come back after touching the fish." ”

Seeing that there was jujube cake to eat, a group of children agreed, took Gao Lang's hand and left.

It's just that Gao Lang ran two steps, suddenly stopped and turned his head, looked at Jin Xiaolou with a smile and said, "Lady, you call me Brother Lang, it's so nice." ”

Jin Xiaolou was stunned, this fool, she didn't call him Brother Lang, she asked those little guys to call him brother......

It's just that Gao Lang didn't wait for Jin Xiaolou to explain, and turned around in an instant and ran away with a group of children.

After watching the figures of Gao Lang and a group of children disappear at the end of the path, and the rain stopped, Jin Xiaolou put away the umbrella and walked forward slowly.

As soon as I arrived at my field, I saw a sneaky cat on the other side of the ridge.

Jin Xiaolou knew at a glance that the man was not doing good deeds, so he approached quietly, and soon saw that the man was a man dressed in gray and wearing a hat.

The man squatted on the edge of the field, holding a burlap bag in his hand, and he didn't know what kind of living thing it contained in the burlap bag.

"What do you do?" Jin Xiaolou snorted.

The man shuddered in fright, but instead of looking up, he buried his face even lower.

Before Jin Xiaolou could catch him, the man's hand was loosened, the sackcloth pocket was wide open, and a gray thing rushed out of it, and the top of his head broke into the rice field.

The thing was frightened, and ran around the field, constantly bumping, and in the blink of an eye, the upright rice fell in large patches......