Located in Youzhou, in the far north of Daqing, the temperature in the first month is still very low. In recent days, the sun has been getting stronger, and the snow has gradually melted, adding to the cold and humidity.

The Liang family's grange is not far from the main house, with a total of more than 1,000 acres of land and 600 tenants.

On a cold day, no one wanted to go out, Master Liang was wrapped in a thick fur coat, and the cashmere warm clothes he bought from Xujiazhuang were added to it, but it was still so cold that his teeth were fighting up and down.

Fortunately, the hand stove he was holding in his arms burned the silver charcoal produced in Xujiazhuang, which gave him warmth and dispelled a lot of cold.

Boya followed his father out of the house and into the grange, and the first thing they saw was a large yellow field. These are leftover wheat stubble, which can be dug up and buried in the ground to be used as fertilizer.

Master Liang was horrified to find that even this method of making fertilizer came from Xujiazhuang.

Over the years, they have long been unconsciously surrounded by various items produced by Xujiazhuang and new theories that have been transmitted.

Turning back to look at his son Boya, the father and son continued towards the village where the tenants lived.

The snow was melting, the roads on the ground were muddy, and Master Liang regretted a little that he didn't let his family take him when he went out.

Bo Ya rarely comes to Zhuangzi, and he never thought that the road in his farm would be rotten like this.

The father and son stood in front of a huge muddy pond and looked at each other awkwardly, and Master Liang obviously retreated.

But Bo Ya somehow remembered the gray-white long street in Xujiazhuang Market, which was not afraid of water and fire.

He couldn't help but wonder if he succeeded in convincing his father this time, after he had political achievements, could he have some preferential treatment - such as building a cement road for their family that is not afraid of water and fire?

I have long heard that Xujiazhuang is now preparing to build a road in the county seat, how important a good road is, and Bo Ya, who is standing in front of the muddy pond at this moment, knows very well in his heart.

So, the young man decided to let it go! grabbed his father, who wanted to go back, and the two stepped into the foul and muddy puddle together.

"What are you doing!" Master Liang was angry and frightened, but his two feet had already stepped in, and if he wanted to dodge, he could only hold his feet, jump and jump to speed up and escape from this pond.

Fortunately, when the two of them went out, they were afraid of being wet by the snow, so they put on a pair of clogs, and the upper was only stained by the muddy water, but it was not wet.

But Rao is like this, and Master Liang is still so angry that he wants to give the big filial son a big kick.

In the face of his father's anger, Boya suddenly felt a strange feeling rise in his heart.

It's just that the upper of the shoe is a little stained with mud, and my father is so angry, but the tenants and the family members who follow them are already wet with straw sandals, and they are still accustomed to it.

They looked at their father and son, as if they were looking at something strange.

When Bo Ya was observing the expressions of these family members, under the big tree not far ahead, a voice suddenly came.

At this time, the tenants are basically curled up at home, afraid to go out, lest they get cold, and at the same time, they also save physical exertion and minimize food.

The village was so quiet in winter that he could hear the birds flying by in the sky, so much so that at such a time of year, he suddenly heard a voice coming from him, which Boya thought was incredible.

If you listen carefully, it seems that the child is talking to his father.

"Dad, I can't pull it out."

"Don't move, Daddy will pick it for you."

“...... Well. ”

"Okay?"

"Woo woo, Dad, I still can't pull it out......" The little boy cried, and his voice was also thin, as if he had no strength.

At this time, another angry female voice came, "It's strange that he can pull it out if he eats tree bark every day!" ”

Immediately afterward, Boya saw a woman so thin that her body could sway in the wind, leading a child whose head and body were larger than her body, and walked out from behind the tree.

Both sides were stunned, and when Bo Yazheng didn't know how to react, the woman's eyes suddenly widened, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, and suddenly put down the child in her arms, and beckoned the man behind the big tree to rush towards them together.

Master Liang, who was still scolding his son, was taken aback, thinking that these two people were going to be unfavorable to him, so he grabbed Boya, who was still standing stupidly, and called the family members to come forward.

The husband and wife-like man and woman were stopped by the family members, and the two fell to their knees in the cold mud, their eyes shining frighteningly, and begged while staring at Boya:

"Lord's family, please give me a bowl of food on credit, the child can't pull out the and will die, we only need a bowl, and the harvest in the next year will be returned to you!"

They only looked at Boya, as if they knew that an experienced old landlord like Master Liang would not be soft for himself.

Their linen clothes were badly torn, and there was no needle or thread to mend them, and where they leaked, they were tied with straw stalks, and there were no trouser ropes, and they were tied around their waists with ropes made of wheat straw.

The waist was stronger than theirs, slightly bulging, as if it had been full of gas.

But how can such a tenant be fed?

Boya was a little confused, his social circle was full of sons and daughters of the family, and the poorest person he saw was the groom in the stable.

For a moment, he couldn't figure out what was going on with the couple's stomachs.

The family next to him explained in a low voice: "Young master, they didn't eat, they couldn't eat and their stomachs were flatulent, and they even took some bark muddy water, and they were even more bloated." ”

Bo Ya opened his mouth slightly, took a breath of cool air, and subconsciously looked down at the mud under his feet, is this something that people can eat?

It turns out that people are so hungry that they can eat anything but stones that they can't bite.

Bea asked the family to fetch rice for the couple, and seeing that his father did not object, he let the couple get up and followed them to their house.

Seeing that the lord's family was willing to borrow rice, the husband and wife were overjoyed, picked up the children who had just been abandoned, and led these precious people to their own house.

Only then did Boya realize that the child with the huge head was a boy.

The quiet village suddenly became lively, the doors of those low earthen houses opened a little bit, and a pair of black and white eyes leaned over curiously, seeing the father and son of the Liang family, their eyes were dark and uncertain, I don't know what the golden lord came to do on such a cold day.

But they didn't miss the two bowls of yellow corn that Ding handed to Ding's family.

Suddenly, those curious eyes seemed to be flashing with a green light like a wolf.

Rao is Master Liang had been prepared, but he was still startled, and hurriedly followed his son's wishes and followed the couple surnamed Ding into their home.

Master Liang only felt that it was dark in front of him, and then a dry and cold breath rushed up from the soles of his feet, making him shiver.

There were no windows in the low, dimly lit mud hut, only a little light coming in through the door, and it was not warm outside.

At least it's bright outside, and it's a little warmer to watch.

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