Fan Shiqing raised his eyebrows, "I didn't lie to you, I'm just a begging for food." ”

Xu An glanced at the cart and beckoned Xu Ping to the cart, "My eldest brother wants to have dinner at my sister-in-law's house, and asked us to take some meat out, hey, what is this?" ”

She flipped out a few books wrapped in oiled paper, touched them casually, and knew them in her heart.

Xu Ping also realized: "You are the master invited back by my eldest brother, right?" ”

Fan Shiqing gave up his position, and said in his heart that these two children were indeed smarter than Xu Ling.

Xu Ping stared at him again and again, always feeling that the person in front of him was a little familiar.

I think I saw it when his brother was in prison!

Xu Ping was surprised: "You are sitting ...... with my eldest brother"

"Shh Fan Shiqing hurriedly stopped what he was about to say, "Okay, okay, the old man won't tease you." From now on, you will worship me as a teacher and call me a Master. ”

Xu Ping Xu An was so happy that he hurriedly called him: "Master! ”

Fan Shiqing also responded, Xu Ping and Xu An took out some braised meat pastries from the car, muttering which ones to bring and which not to bring, and it didn't take long for them to decide.

Pushing the cart to the kitchen, the two hugged Fan Shiqing, and wanted to send him to Gu's house first, and then go to the village to drink and buy fish.

When Fan Shiqing arrived at Gu's house, he was naturally warmly welcomed.

Gu Litian invited him to take a seat, serving tea and snacks, not at all as cold as when Fan Shiqing didn't come.

After all, Fan Shiqing is a scholar, if he really teaches the children of the Xu Gu family, their fate will change.

The women went to work in the kitchen and had dinner, and the men sat in the hall and chatted.

Xu Ling asked about the tax geometry of his father-in-law this autumn, and Gu Daliang sighed: "It's the same as last year, ten taxes and three, but I heard that next year may be different." ”

"What, is it difficult to overcharge?"

"This year's weather is earlier than last year's cold, last year's Jiaozhou drought, grain harvest, although we are also cold, but there will be no drought, last year's summer harvest, isn't it an extra harvest of grain?"

Gu Litian doesn't understand government affairs, but he understands the world. This is like having two sons in a family, the eldest son is poor but does not die of hunger, and the second son is poor and is dying of hunger.

The people's understanding is unpretentious, and even if they complain in their hearts, no one listens to them.

As soon as Fan Shiqing sat down, he drank tea and ate pumpkin seeds, which were dried by Liu on the roof of the house, and they were fragrant.

His mouth is not idle.

Hearing the topic of the Gu family's father and son chatting with Xu Ling, I thought to myself, although these people were born in the township and had never read any books, it was quite interesting to talk.

Although the ten taxes and three are already considered small, there is not much rice harvested from one acre of land, and the Gu family has six and a half acres of land, two acres of dry land, one and a half acres of wheat, half an acre of beans, and the rest are planted with rice.

Four and a half acres of rice, the highest harvest of the land, the yield per mu is only 126 catties of grain.

After paying the autumn tax, I have to pick out good rice to plant next year, and there is really not much food left for the family to eat.

However, Gu Litian will use reeds to weave hats and straw sandals, and when there is no work to do in winter, he will cut reeds and weave things, Liu and Li Cuicui will also weave cloth, and they will raise silkworms in the spring, and there are chickens and ducks raised at home to lay eggs and sell them for money, and Gu Daliang will also go out to find work.

Lianhuawanzi relies on water to draft, and the family is hardworking and capable, so they will never go hungry.

Other families in the village, as long as there is no family like Xu Ling, who is lazy and gambling, will not be unable to get by.

Besides, it's not good, Xu Ling's family is so lazy, didn't they starve to death?

Everyone talked from east to west, and talked about the autumn in the village.

"I saw people in the village digging lotus roots yesterday, and when I have time to go back, let's dig some back." Gu Litian watched Xu Ling get better, and he didn't know how happy he was.

Autumn is a long-standing collective event in Lianhuawanzi. As mentioned earlier, Lotus Bay got its name because there is a big pond here, a ten-mile lotus pond, and a lot of lotus roots can be dug up every autumn.

This lotus pond is not anyone's house, it is shared by two or three nearby villages, and anyone can dig it, so that after each autumn harvest, after the grain is paid and the tax is paid, time is freed up, and there is not much water in the pond, so someone digs the lotus root.

Some people dig it up and sell it elsewhere, and some people dig it up and eat it at home.

As long as the lotus root is not damaged, it can be stored for a long time, and there is no food to eat in winter, which is the best food to eat.

In previous years, the father and son of the Gu family would dig lotus roots, but this year Xu Ling was also called.

When Xu Ling heard this, he immediately agreed, he had already made the idea of lotus root, and just took advantage of this free time to study it, what kind of sour lotus, lotus root powder, if you can really figure out something, maybe you can drive a whole village to get rich like Dingping Village.

Xu Ping and Xu An also shouted to go together, and when Old Man Fan heard that there was lotus root to eat, he also wanted to see it.

"It's time to eat! Clean up the table! Liu shouted, and the men immediately got busy, swept the melon seed shells, collected the tea bowls, and set up the stools.

The two children also went to help serve the dishes, get the bowls and divide the chopsticks, Li Cuicui's stomach has been three or four months, and she has not yet shown her pregnancy, and she was stopped by Gu Daliang when she wanted to work, so he did it.

Today's meal is cooked by Gu Zhen and Liu, and I don't know how to do it, it's called a fragrant!

Xu Ling has eaten good things outside, but no matter how good the things are, they don't seem to be as attractive as the meals at home.

He rushed to pick up the soup basin in front of Gu Yi, and the kitchen was in a mess, and no one noticed that he was scratching Gu Yi's palm.

"I've worked hard for you."

Gu Yuan's face was slightly red, he couldn't tell whether it was smoky or shy, his moist eyes glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth rose to reveal a smile.

Xu Ling smiled, her heart was hot, and she hurriedly asked her to take off her apron and walk forward.

He was still a little unsure of Gu Er's true thoughts about him, but thinking that his changes were obvious to all, maybe Gu Yu had already forgiven him.

On the table, there are six dishes and one soup, and the tender pumpkin that has just been pinched off from the garden is fried into a plate with local eggs; Liu's salted duck eggs were just taken out of the ash jar, cut in half and put on a plate, and a lot of oil flowed out, making Xu Ling drool.

Not to mention Fan Shiqing, this old man's eyes are straight.

Crucian carp stewed tofu, braised donkey meat, cold salad with pig's ears, and a sauerkraut egg drop soup make people have a great appetite.

The family does not eat two meals, but sits at a table, eleven people are crowded, arm to arm and leg to leg, men sit on the side, hot rice wine is poured into the hot bowl, push the cup and change the lamp.

The women take care of the children, and the men serve their daughters-in-law and children from time to time.

This dinner lasted for an hour, until the men were drunk, and the words that were usually held in their hearts seemed to take the opportunity to speak.

Fan Shiqing was already drunk, and Xu Ling was also drowsy, and hurriedly begged for mercy that he couldn't drink anymore.

Gu Litian, who has always been old-fashioned, scolded with a smile: "You bastard, you are pretending to be drunk again!" ”

The lively atmosphere is enough to keep the cold wind out.