Song Huan gave the food to the young man, and the young man got out of bed with discomfort, and after thanking Song Huan, he couldn't wait to go home.

Song Huan didn't have the courage to speak until now, so he could only follow silently.

In case there is a case, she can also help the handle.

The young man didn't say anything when he saw Song Huan and Ah Di coming over, the family really can't open the pot, if you don't believe it, then take a look.

Song Huan and Ah Di sent the young man into the middle hall, but the sister and brother waited in the courtyard.

Although Ah Di didn't understand why he didn't follow in, he still accompanied Ah Sister obediently.

After a few moments, there was a cry from inside.

The voice was grief-stricken and moving.

Brother seemed to know something, looked at his sister, and took Sister A's hand and gradually grasped it.

The under-eyes crossed the uncomfortable and glad.

Ah Di has always known what has happened in the past few months, but knowing and understanding are two different things.

The disaster brought him nothing more than the robbery that came to his house at night.

But it was also understated by Sister A.

Then, because he had been studying and learning calligraphy at home, he slowly returned to the way he used to be before the accident.

So he, who had never seen a disaster, had no idea about it.

Now, once again, he has been hit by the disaster.

Although the object is not itself.

But more intuitive and more soul-to-heart than last time.

He seemed to understand why the grandfathers, uncles and uncles in the village used to pray for good weather every year.

After that, it was for the young grandmother to be buried, but unfortunately too many people had died in the city, and there were no coffins for the coffin shop to sell.

Because there was no place to bury people in the city, in the end, the officials could only wrap the body in a bamboo mat and take the body to Yizhuang.

On the day Yu's mother-in-law was carried away, the boy fell ill.

The boy had a fever, his face was red, his forehead was sweaty, and he was unconscious.

Song Huan couldn't ignore it, and went directly to the hospital to ask for a doctor, but he didn't find anyone at all.

There are too few doctors and too many people from the privileged class.

Those "expensive" people in the county have already spent a lot of money to "occupy" doctors.

Song Huan had no choice, so in the end, he could only use the folded ear root to boil water for him to drink.

Folding the root of the ear was hoarded by her before just in case, but she didn't expect it to really come in handy.

Folded ear root has the effect of clearing heat and detoxifying, and also has the effect of reducing inflammation and relieving pain.

Song Huan can only be a dead horse doctor, whether this young man can survive depends on his will to survive.

She has done her best, and she is left to obey the destiny of heaven.

This year's Chinese New Year's Eve did not sound cannons, nor did there be magic spells engraved on the mahogany plaque.

The whole of Deer County is shrouded in a thin veil called desolation and misery.

It was not until the 27th day of the first lunar month that the disaster-stricken areas and non-disaster-stricken areas waited for the dawn.

The decree issued by the imperial court came down.

First of all, it is necessary to investigate and prosecute those who do not obey the government decree and harm disaster relief.

It is not only officials but also certain businessmen and farmers who are harming the disaster relief and selling food for profit, leading to famine in non-disaster areas.

The purpose of this step was to eliminate all kinds of hostility among the people by suppressing those who took advantage of the crisis to maintain the stability of the world.

Second, set up warehouses, and those who have surplus grain will pay grain for disaster relief.

The main target here is still the merchants, especially the merchants with grain stores, and the second is the hundred officials.

Then, prices were stabilized and hoarders punished.

There is no practical significance for this decree to come out, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the situation of stabilizing prices depends on the ability of the county order to be enforced.

As for punishing hoarders, the imperial court did not know who was hoarding, and it was impossible for grain shops to register their real names to buy grain.

Of course, there is a direct way to know, let the officers and soldiers break into the door to see if there is a hoarding of food.

However, this behavior has affected the people's morale, which is equivalent to colliding with the first article, so this article can be directly ignored.

Finally, the peasants were required to be frugal and reduce etiquette.

Similar to sacrificial marriages and the like, if you can reduce it, you can reduce it, and if you can do it, don't give generous gifts.

Luxian County is a non-disaster area, and there are not a few people who died this winter.

Seven out of ten houses in an alley hung white cloths, and by the time everything had settled down, it was already May.

Now Song Huan no longer has to take Ah Di to school every day, because of the help of Yu Yu (róng) teenager.

Every morning, he would come to the back door, and after shouting, he would go to school with his brother, and he would send his brother home directly after school, which saved Song Huan a lot of trouble.

At that time, Yu Lu finally survived.

Although Song Huan felt that half of his feet were about to step into the coffin every time he looked at him, his vitality was indeed tenacious.

What he is most worthy of Song Huan's admiration is that he has a positive mind.

He is not blindly immersed in grief, turning grief into motivation, and reading and learning words has reached the level of madness.

It is not an exaggeration to describe him as a head cantilever cone thorn strand.

He doesn't let up all the time.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Song Huan received a burden, which was sent by the little maid last time.

Song Huan entered the middle hall to unpack the baggage, and there were two sets of clothes inside, one light cloud was Ah Di's, and one light green was obviously his own.

The cuffs, skirt and neckline are embroidered with ethereal silk threads.

There are also two delicate purses, which are still embroidered with auspicious clouds.

Pure and elegant, the background color is mainly light blue with high brightness, with white silk thread, the overall is fresh and elegant, subtle and beautiful.

There was also a brocade box next to it, Song Huan opened it, and there was a stack of paper inside.

Song Huan opened it and saw that it was the annotation and analysis of some articles, which were similar to the translations.

It should be Fu Yuanzhi's notes in class, this thing is very precious and important in this era.

Speaking of the translation, Song Huan felt that he had something to say again.

There are pros and cons to translation.

Why is translation important in this day and age?

Is that the translation important?

That's who translates the translation!

Can the translation written by the great Confucian who wrote the book be the same as the translation of ordinary Xiucai?

It's not the same!

Most of the edicts of the Fuxue were born as jinshi and were directly appointed by the imperial court.

The prefectural school instructors and county school teachings, instructions, and entrustments are mostly from the people and tributes, and are assigned by the feudal division.

These people are all elites selected from tens of thousands of people in the ten-year cold window.

His knowledge and ability are outstanding, and his views on events and articles are naturally more profound and long-term.

Song Huan hurriedly put it away carefully and handed it to Ah Di after school.

There is also an indigo purse without any tricks in the baggage.

Song Huan opened it, and inside was a piece of silver and some copper plates.

This seems to have survived Fu Yuanzhi piecemeal.

It's a total of one or two and seventy-eight texts.

Song Huan threw away his purse, the pleasure in his eyes seemed to condense into substance, and the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed.

Different from the money last time, this time the money did not make Song Huan have any resistance, but a kind of joy.

It's the kind of burden on your shoulders, as if half of it is unloaded.

After Song Huan counted the silver several times, he opened the letter that was pressed at the bottom.

"Miss Song, when you see the words, you can still remember it......

In the hot summer, I hope to cherish myself.

Abyss. ”

The general meaning of the letter is that a farewell is a year, because of the disaster, the original field leave was canceled.

But in September, he can have a month's vacation to return to the county.

This dynasty had ten days off, field leave, and clothing leave.

The mid-year holiday is one day off every ten days, similar to the weekly rest system.

The field holiday is a busy farm holiday, which is a one-month holiday in the fifth month of the lunar calendar, similar to the summer vacation.

The clothing leave is in the ninth month of the lunar calendar, which is convenient for students to go home to pick up winter clothes, similar to the winter vacation.

Because of the unique location and special climate of Yangjiang Prefecture, the people here only grow one crop of rice a year.

In Yangjiang Prefecture, seedlings and farming have to be sown before and after the Qingming Festival, so the field holiday here is in the third month of the lunar calendar.

The duration of the garment leave remains the same.

Now in May, there are still four months before Fu Yuanzhi can take a vacation and return to the county.

Song Huan counted the days in his heart while folding the letter and putting it away.

When my brother comes back from school, he will definitely read the letter, and if he sees that he throws the letter away at will, he will be naggated.

Tie the burden again, and when Brother comes back from school, it can also increase the sense of participation in unpacking the burden.

Song Huan hummed a little song and slowly went to the kitchen to cook zongzi.

This zongzi is, there is no meat, beans or anything, and there is no such condition.

Only one kind of glutinous rice straw is used to burn the ash, mixed in the glutinous rice and dyed black, and then wrapped into a triangular dumpling.

The rice dumplings cooked in this way have a black color.

This zongzi also has a nice name called longevity zongzi, which means very beautiful.