"Aya's sister is at home?"

Before the smoke of the early morning cooking was gone, and the hoarders went to their fields to weed and compost one after another, the carpenter Ahsan asked loudly outside the fence.

Aya came out with the baby in her arms and opened the door, laughing and groaning, and let Ahsan into the yard.

The past hoarders, as well as the neighbors who live nearby, naturally saw it.

They thought they were clever and suddenly realized.

No wonder there were Chongming girls who came to watch the play and watch the juggling before, but Ah Shan was not seen, it stands to reason that this bloody little bachelor should not be so happy and cold, can he still give his dead daughter-in-law a festival?

In recent days, everyone has finally made a bud, it turns out that this kid is very good, and he has taken a fancy to Mrs. Zheng's subordinates.

This Aya, although young, was able to land on Chongming Island with a boatload of people, and cured the rotten hooves of a few mules and horses as soon as she came, and Mrs. Zheng and Steward Wu did not speak to her like a servant.

Think about it, Ah Shan has craftsmanship and is smart, if he marries the little widow Aya a little highly, it will be easier to be valued by Mrs. Zheng.

Ah Shan calmly pushed the chaimen, cut off the meaningful eyes of the fellow villagers, and when he turned around, he was already full of smiles, and greeted: "Little bean bun, come and see the fun." ”

Xiaodoubao is Aya's daughter, more than two years old. The girl was enlightened early, and Xiaodoubao ran around with her mother since she was a baby, with a good sense of security and knowledge.

She glanced at her mother's face, then stepped forward firmly, happily dragged the wooden pony with the wooden wheel, ran a few steps, turned back to Ah Shan, picked out the wooden mechanisms from the hollowed out slots on the horse's back, and asked Ah Shan in a sweet voice: "Uncle, what are these?" How to play? ”

Ah Shan squatted down, grabbed four arc-shaped wooden crutches, aimed the tenons, snapped a few times, and it became a perfect circle, slipped to the ground, the wooden circle gurgled and rolled, and the bean bag hurriedly chased it, giggling happily.

Aya said softly, "These tenons are so interesting. ”

Ah Shan raised his eyes and looked at her: "Yes, the ancestor Luban appreciates and eats, and the carpenter work has been passed down for two thousand years. In two years, if I bring out the apprentice, we can rely on the tenon to connect the master and the apprentice, build a bridge over the small river outside, and keep it for a hundred years. ”

Aya's face was stretched, but her brain was in a state of high acceptance of information. She memorized every word of Ah Shan, and then quickly made a preliminary judgment to look for suspicions.

Zheng Haizhu sent her the task of exploring Ahsan and helped her open. A few days ago, Zheng Haizhu and Ah Shan talked about Xiao Doubao as the godgirl she recognized, and asked Ah Shan to make a few wooden things for her to make the child happy, which is better than those rigid and fragile clay dolls in the county.

In the name of gratitude, Aya sent food to Ahsan a few times, took the opportunity to talk, and asked a lot of questions with the woman's natural curiosity and compassion.

According to Miss Zheng, if Ah Shan made up his own source, then he may give different details to different people at different times for the same question.

But after chatting a few times, Aya wrote down the answer and went to report to Miss Zheng, but saw a slightly disappointed look in Miss Zheng's eyes.

Obviously, there is no inconsistency in Ahsan's rhetoric.

At this moment, Aya went into the house and brought out the tea, handed it to Ashan, and sat down to watch the man show the doll how to connect the tenon.

In this pleasant atmosphere under the sun, Aya said in a harmonious voice: "It's really not simple. Liaodong people can strike iron, but there are few skilled carpenters. ”

A trace of pride flashed in Ah Shan's eyes: "A famous teacher produces a high apprentice, my master, I am a famous carpenter in my hometown in Shandong, who makes furniture for rich and noble families." ”

"Then how did you go to Liaodong and get to Kuandian Pass?" Aya asked suddenly.

Ah Shan's action of building a small bridge for the bean bun did not stop: "The master is good at drinking, he got drunk and injured people, and he couldn't be bullied after being punished, and he escaped from the customs and settled in our village." ”

He said it naturally.

This is the truth, Ah Shan said in his heart, if there was no such Shandong master, he would not have played carpenter work since he was a child, he would not have learned Chinese with a Shandong accent, and he would not have been entrusted with important tasks by Sibeile in this plan to come south.

Aya asked again: "Then your master is still in Liaodong?" ”

Ah Shan sighed: "The master is dead." ”

"Killed by the Tartars too? Dog Tartar! ”

"No, my heart hurts, it hurts to death," Ah Shan suddenly looked at the wooden bumps in front of him, and then spoke again, "But you're right, a tartar is a dog, no, it's not even a dog." Tartar killed my mother. When my mother was alive, she would also build a tenon, and told me that if she had grandchildren in the future, she would accompany them to take a small bridge, a small car, a small table and a small chair. ”

Aya stared at Ah Shan, and the other party couldn't find any flaws in the state of not looking at her, because it was not due to dodging, but due to tears.

The man's tears are not rippling, but they are also tears, falling on the tenon one by one.

Xiao Doubao, who was playing hard, quickly stopped, tilted his head to look at Uncle Ashan's eye sockets, then patted the scattered sawdust in his palm, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears hanging on Ashan's cheekbones.

Ashan's heart moved.

He remembered that when he was a child, Ama was not good to Eniang, and Ren Fang Fujin bullied Eniang, and he also helped Eniang wipe her tears countless times like a small bean bag.

Ah Shan touched Xiaodoubao's fluffy little head and grinned: "Come, let's continue to build this small bridge." ”

Then, he raised his head again, and looked at Aya with deep eyes: "Sister, Doubao is really sensible, you are so blessed." ”

Ahsan is gentle with a man to a woman, which is not difficult for a bezi like him, who has been married in Hetuala.

On that day, Zheng Haizhu suddenly appeared in the workshop, although he also encouraged him to make a good car, and he didn't look suspicious, but Ah Shan looked back and remembered that Sibeile had said when he was hunting with him, the trap must be covered, and the grass and dead branches should be similar to the surrounding ones, otherwise it will arouse the vigilance of the prey.

He then realized that he was also a legitimate young and strong bachelor, how could he show that he was not interested in finding a daughter-in-law.

Yes, on the day Aya appeared next to Zheng Haizhu, he pretended to peek at it several times.

However, at this time, the demure mother and lovely daughter in the small courtyard of Chai Fei made Ah Shan feel that the hypocrisy of acting was not so distinct.

He even pondered Aya's accent carefully, and finally understood why he felt a strange sense of familiarity after not having a few interactions with this Nikan woman (the Jurchen name for the Han Chinese).

A certain tail sound in the Aya Han dialect is especially similar to the accent of Concubine Menggu Zhezhe, and the latter is Yehe Jurchen.

Ah Shan and Aya, both of whom have the blood of the Jurchen tribe but each have their own masters, were secretly thinking differently when a gong sounded outside the courtyard, accompanied by Tang Po's awe-inspiring voice.

"Pox, pox, everyone at home, all go to the door of Mrs. Zheng's house to plant pox, Lang Zhong has come from Songjiang."

After Ah Shan heard the shouting, he asked Aya, "What kind of pox?" ”

Aya said: "It's the way to stop smallpox." ”

As soon as she arrived in Chongming this time, Zheng Haizhu asked her if her daughter had any pox, and if she hadn't, she would just plant a pox.

Zheng Haizhu got acquainted with the boss of the Yiyang cavity class, Yiyang, Jiangxi, his hometown, Yiyang, Jiangxi, which is the place where Daming is best at blowing acne now. The slurry from the chickenpox of smallpox patients is diluted with well water and blown into the nasal cavity of healthy people to have an immune effect.

But after Zheng Haizhu asked about this method, he told Huang Zunsu to introduce Songjiang local Langzhong, extracting the acne scab that was about to dry, although it was less active, the immune effect was not bad, and it might be safer. In addition, it is best to use the "pox method", that is, to relay the crusted chickenpox powder from patients who have been planted with pox but still produce flower seeds, and after five or six times, the symptoms of high fever in the vaccinated person are reduced, and the risk is further reduced.

Before the appearance of the cowpox method in later generations, since the Longqing period, in the area from the south of the Daming River to Ganzhou, the people were no strangers to the means of blowing human pox and preventing smallpox, and they did not resist.

After the Liao people came over, in addition to Grandma Tang's appearance, Zheng Haizhu also invited a few students from Chongming County who had been to Suzhou Mansion to take the exam to preach the pox method to the hoarders, and dispel the doubts of the northerners due to the unknown reason.

But Ahsan still doesn't believe it.

He remembered that Sibeile had said many times that many of the Jurchen and Mongol warriors had been infected with smallpox and died by the Ming who had gone out to trade in the customs.

How can you take the initiative to get rid of the dirt of the acne person!

So, when Aya picked up her daughter and turned around to ask Ah Shan why she didn't go to pox, Ashan said: "When I was a child, I had pox. ”

"Oh?" Aya stared at him, "What's ...... on your face?"

"Why don't you have pockmarks?" Ah Shan touched his cheeks, "I came out early, and my mother tied my hands again, not letting me scratch it, and after the acne scab fell off, it didn't fall into the pit." ”