Fu Yuanzhi didn't expect that the Fu clan didn't come to the door, but the Liang clan came first.

It was also Song Huan who kept an eye on it and didn't let Fu Xuelin know where he lived, otherwise, he might not know who would come first.

Liang Fucai and Liang Dayong did not have the so-called Quli turn, and directly told the situation discussed in the clan.

The general meaning is that if Fu Yuanzhi can give the quota of 200 mu to the Liang family, the Liang family is willing to hand over forty taels of silver to him every year.

The original handover of Tian Fu should be 69,120 wen, that is, 69 taels and 120 silver, and if Fu Yuanzhi gave 40 taels, they could also save 29 taels and 120 wen.

In this way, it will be much easier for everyone.

This is the sincerity that Liang took out.

Fu Yuanzhi did not reply immediately, only said that he would consider it.

Fu Yuanzhi knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to give the quota to the clan, but he still needed to discuss it with Miss Song.

Of course, you can't discuss it so blatantly in front of each other, so let's eat something first.

Liang Fucai and Liang Dayong did not come empty-handed, they brought pickled vegetables, sun-dried bamboo shoots, fir mushrooms and tea leaves from home, all of which Song Huan told them when he left.

Seeing this, Song Huan planned to make pickled meat foam, chili fried meat, fish stewed tofu soup, dried bamboo shoots fried bacon, and a green vegetable.

Wang Dayu didn't expect that he would join in the fun.

He knew that Fu Yuanzhi and Fu Yuanjie were cousins, and he guessed that there was a disagreement between them without much communication between the two in Fuxue, but he didn't expect him to estimate that it was small, and it was completely a matter involving a clan.

Fu Xuelin, Ziyuan Festival.

Wang Dayu didn't participate, and went directly to the courtyard to see the anti-thief device set up by Song Huan.

Wang Dayu looked up and down, left and right in surprise, stretched out his hand, and hooked the line with his hand.

Who knows, at the same time, there was a sound in the whole courtyard.

Song Huan in the kitchen and Fu Yuanzhi in the middle hall ran out together, and Ah Di also poked his head out from under the window.

Wang Dayu froze in place, with an embarrassed but polite smile on his face, and his hand kept shaking the fan in his hand, "It's okay!" Hehe, curious, curious! ”

How could he have imagined that an ordinary line could affect such a big battle.

Hehe, less knowledge, rude and rude.

There is no need to guess, this must be Miss Song's handiwork.

There are also racks for drying clothes.

Where has he ever seen this kind of shelf, a triangular shelf made of bamboo, with a rope tied to it, and the clothes are hung on the triangular shelf, and the rope is tied to the bamboo pole on it, which saves space and keeps the clothes from wrinkles.

There are a lot of novelty little things!

When Wang Dayu saw these things, the first thing he thought about was whether there was market demand, whether they could be sold, how much they were worth, how much was the price, and whether the repurchase rate was high.

Although he can't study, the consciousness of earning money is engraved in his bones.

There is no doubt about that.

In the end, he decided to forget it, these ingenious gadgets can't be sold, they can be seen at a glance, and there is no technical content.

Outside the back door, in the alley, Yu Lu, who was passing by, heard the familiar sound and thought that the Song family was in trouble, so he subconsciously wanted to knock on the door, and only then did he react after taking two steps out.

After a long time, a wry smile appeared on his face, and then he turned to leave.

After lunch, Wang Dayu left, after all, the host's family still has something to do, and it will be the same next time.

Fu Yuanzhi also found Song Huan and asked her if she wanted to keep some of it.

Song Huan didn't have any ideas.

It's useless to set aside as much as she wants, she doesn't plan to buy land for the time being, mainly because she doesn't have money.

It's better to give it to the Liang clan first, and then Fu Yuanzhi will be admitted to the Jinshi, lest there will be more acres, and it will not be too late to talk about it when the time comes.

After Fu Yuanzhi confirmed Song Huan's thoughts, he went to reply to Liang Dayong and Liang Fucai.

The two didn't expect Fu Yuanzhi to agree, and they were surprised and thanked.

Fu Yuanzhi didn't return to Big Banyan Village, and the matter of affiliation had to be signed by the patriarch of the Liang family, not that he didn't believe Liang Fucai and them, but it was better for the patriarch to come forward for this kind of thing.

After the deed is completed, this can be recorded at the county office.

Liang Dayong and Liang Fucai were agitated, and they couldn't sit still when they got an accurate reply, and immediately resigned and returned after noting down what Fu Yuanzhi said.

I can't keep it.

One reason is that they are too excited, and the other reason is because of the high consumption in the county.

If you stay one night longer, you will spend more than a dozen dollars, and in the past two days, when you come to the county seat, the money will flow out like water, which will make the two of them feel distressed.

Night

The moon stars are scarce.

in the courtyard.

Song Huan and Fu Yuanzhi leaned on the recliner, and Fu Yuanzhi's knees were covered with a layer of folded sheets, which was windproof and warm.

Between the two is a square table, on which is placed a pot of wine, two ceramic cups, and a plate of crispy soybeans and a plate of melon seeds.

Song Huan hadn't been so relaxed for a long time.

Fu Yuanzhi took the melon seeds and slowly peeled them in his hand, and the melon seeds were put on the plate he specially took out.

"It's still a leisurely and comfortable time to stay in Big Banyan Village." Song Huan looked up at the starry sky and sighed.

Fu Yuanzhi peeled the melon seeds carefully and asked casually, "Do you want to go back?" ”

Song Huan shook his head, "No, when I'm old, go back to retire, plant flowers and raise fish, beautiful~beautiful~"

Fu Yuan was stunned, paused the movements in his hand, raised his face to look at Song Huan, his eyes were like stars in the night sky, pure and clear, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone seemed to be a casual promise, like a promise, "Okay." ”

Song Huan turned his face and looked at Fu Yuanzhi, after three breaths, he couldn't help but smile, his eyes were crooked, and his voice was sweet with a hint of honey, "Okay~"

The meaning of the two good words is understood by both parties.

Love, go with the flow is the most beautiful.

"Tomorrow's Tanabata Festival." Song Huan said.

Fu Yuanzhi paused his hand to peel melon seeds and asked, "Do you still want to go to 'Seventh Sister'?" ”

Song Huan, "......"

"Nope."

She didn't want to go through it again.

Speaking of "Swing Seventh Sister", this is what I said.

The festival atmosphere of the Qixi Festival in this era is very strong, which is related to the future of young boys and girls, and it can be regarded as a large-scale blind date scene in disguise.

Therefore, relatively speaking, the girls on this day will be much more relaxed than the restrictions they are on weekdays.

When they got up that morning, the girls were busy arranging the seventh sister.

Each of them set up a Baxian platform in front of their own house, and those in the family who are relatively poor in economic conditions or use two stools to support a bed board with a seven-star lamp on it.

The seven-star lamp has only one lamp base, and there are seven iron frames sticking out like branches, and an oil lamp is placed on the iron frame, which becomes the seven-star lamp after being lit.

The statue of the seventh sister is placed next to the lamp, which is mostly made of fabric, and the image is elegant.

On the table, there are scented bags and various exquisite embroidered five-color threads embroidered with figures, flowers, birds and other patterns.

In addition, there are various kinds of houses, pavilions, small lanterns, and other kinds of houses made of wooden strips and bamboo branches the size of matchsticks, which can be described as dazzling and dizzying.

The unmarried girls sat on the edge of the stage, looking dignified, listening intently to the viewers' comments.

The spectators passing by are all unmarried young men.

There are cheerful and lively girls, and they will also promote their proud works to each other with a smile.

At this time, they can enjoy the girl's appearance, appreciate the talent, choose their favorite person, and then they can send the matchmaker to the family of the desired family to propose marriage.

This is limited to ordinary people, those who have a little status and a little money, and the ladies will naturally not be like this.

Song Huan came to the county for the first Qixi Festival, that is, the year before last, when she happened to escort the goods back, and the men's clothes on her body had not been changed.

Song Huan is already outstanding, and the chic and free momentum on his body is even more than that of young people of the same age.

When Song Huan first entered the alley, it was full of Eight Immortals, she almost thought that she had gone the wrong way, and entered the "snack" street, which was full of stalls.

Song Huan was curious and asked a few words, but unexpectedly, after a few words, the other party said with a shy face that if he was satisfied, he could go to her house to propose marriage, which scared Song Huan.

There are those who are enthusiastic and cheerful, and those who know how to seize the opportunity stop Song Huan and insist on giving his proud work to Song Huan, one or two slowly become more, and Song Huan is surrounded by a lot of water.

Although everyone abides by etiquette, the situation is uncontrollable when there are many people, and Song Huan still remembers that he was rubbed with oil!

I don't know if it's intentional or not.

They are all delicate girls, and she can't do anything to throw people out, so she can only slowly move to an open place, and slip away when she has the opportunity.

Thinking of the scene when he got out of the "sea of suffering", Song Huan couldn't help but tremble.