"Well, that's not true."

The uncle unconsciously went in the direction of his own land, and unconsciously chatted with Di Ying.

"The land here belongs to the village chief's family, and he has many sons, so he is not in a hurry to collect it. Ming'er can be cut as soon as possible. The one over there, you see.

The wheat there was blown down more by the wind, but it's a pity. Han Maolin and his family are in poor health, so they planted so many acres of land, but they couldn't plant well.

In the past, the only son in his family, herded sheep when he was idle and went to the field when he was busy, and no matter how many people in the village helped him, this situation never happened.

Now that the child is dead, and the daughter-in-law has jumped into the river, there are only two Maolin left, with two babies who are not yet table-high, and lo and behold, the food is in the ground.

Ming'er, I'll let a few of my boys go and help them cut them back.

By the way, the afterlife, you will look at the weather? Is it really raining the day after tomorrow? Do you know when it will rain? ”

"I will look at it a little, not much. Estimating the rain: I had to go after dinner the day after tomorrow. ”

Di Ying replied modestly.

The uncle glanced at him, gave a thumbs up and said, "If you can say it so carefully, you must have an accurate head." The affairs of the land and the affairs of the family must be useful to you scholars.

But those who have read books have gone to become officials.

When you become an official, who wants to take care of the affairs of the land?

It doesn't matter if the land or people do it, even if the child is killed, no one wants to care about it. ”

Di Ying: "Listening to your tone, uncle, Han Lixing is still a good person?" ”

Uncle nodded.

"Isn't that good? Don't look at his family, he is a baby, if you want to say that the people in the village have something, he is willing to help others.

In the past, when the sheep suffered a disaster, he never ate alone, but would give some to the people in the village who were living in hardship.

I haven't sent it in the past two years, and I've thrown it away in vain, but it's a pity.

But the price of sheep is expensive, not young and old. And there will be men of the city, like you, who are rich and noble, to gather some live sheep.

His family is having a good life. But he didn't plan for that, and when he had the money, he built roads and bridges everywhere in the village.

You say, how can there be that evil-minded man who killed him? It's so unconscionable.

The partial government doesn't care about it, and they don't know who the bad thing who is cursed by God is.

Let those of us who are still alive be on the lookout all day. ”

Di Ying agreed: "It's because the government is too incompetent. Uncle, according to what you say, Han Lixing doesn't have an enemy or anything? Have you ever fought or quarreled with other shepherds? ”

"What's the noise,"

The uncle said and pointed to the mountains not far away, on the left and right, and said, "Sheep are expensive, how many can afford to buy a little lamb?"

In our village, Lixing and Han Ming herded sheep. If you look at so many mountains, how can you quarrel with each other?

It was Lixing's death that Han Ming went to his territory to herd sheep, and Han Mingnawa always wanted to find out who harmed Lixing. How dangerous do you say? ”

"Daddy! You're sassing nonsense again. It took half a day to bring water, and we were dying of thirst. ”

At this time, Di Ying and the uncle had already walked to the field stalk.

From afar, when I saw Di Ying and his group, some people were curious, and there was someone who should be the uncle's son, who came over and interrupted the uncle's chat.

Song Wen stepped forward, brought the kettle and basket to the other party, and by the way, pulled the other party and said. said that he wanted to help the other party harvest wheat.

In three or two sentences, I can't talk to people so warmly.

The man was embarrassed to refuse, so he borrowed some sickles, and everyone went down to the ground together.

The uncle went back happily and said that he had cooked for them.

Di Ying also took off his robe, rolled up his sleeves, rolled up his trouser legs, and used a sickle to cut it up.

When the wheat is ripe to the fullest, when you grasp it, and cut it, you must not exert too much force, or the grain will fall to the ground.

It is very difficult to pick up the broken ears of wheat and the grains.

And seeing this group of nobles and their very skilled work, the uncle's four sons were a little puzzled.

At first, they thought that these nobles were just going to the field and making a casual appearance, so that they could go back and show their merits. Doesn't the government do this every day?

Now that I look at it, the more I look at it, the less it looks.

I couldn't help but inquire about the identity of this group.

The ten guards were all from poor backgrounds, and Song Wen's ability to communicate with people quickly dispelled their doubts.

And, the surrounding fields are also working、Equally curious、People look at the people。

Di Ying didn't get involved in the short chats of their parents.

Di Ying was cutting wheat and paying attention to the soil in the field.

Occasionally, he twisted a few grains of wheat and looked at the grains inside.

I didn't throw it away after reading it, I just threw it in my mouth.

Song Wen has a kind of example.

The big mouth chews it, and it's quite energetic.

"Are you hungry? Or...... Don't do it, go back to my house and eat something hot. ”

Han Da'er saw their behavior and spoke out with great reluctance.

Di Ying shook her head with a smile, and while piling up the cut wheat, she asked, "Your field is very good, the ears of wheat are also full, and the grains are fragrant." ”

"Huh? Can you see that? ”

Han Da'er was surprised again for a moment, and then laughed.

Laughed at the most simple, peasant man's appearance.

"The county lord of our county is a good man, and he often goes to the village to teach those things in the fields. Since he became the county magistrate, the grain output in the field has improved a lot. He doesn't raise taxes indiscriminately, and I heard that our life is better than that of other counties. ”

"He's a little stupid."

Han Si'er, who was about twelve years old, suddenly answered.

After picking it up, he was patted on the head by Han San'er.

"What nonsense? That's the county lord, can you be stupid? Can you teach us to farm well? He's—He's just not very good at solving cases. ”

"Isn't that stupid? The case can't be solved, how can you be an official? When my family has no food to eat, it is all food sent by Brother Lixing. As a result, he died, and the county lord couldn't find the murderer, which was really useless. ”

Han Si'er replied unconvinced.

Han Da'er was angry when he heard this.

reprimanded Han Si'er and said: "Zhang Xianling is our Qingtian master, no matter if he will solve the case, he didn't bully our people and let us eat well, he is a good person." If you talk nonsense again, see that I don't beat you to death. ”

Han Si'er was silent.

Di Ying asked Han Da'er at the right time.

"Why do you all say that the county order won't solve the case?"

Han Da'er scratched his scalp when he heard the question.

After his face was entangled for a while, he replied: "Brother Lixing is dead, and the county order didn't catch the person who killed him." In fact, many people died inexplicably, and Zhang Xianling did not find the murderer. Everybody, ......"