Zheng Ping stepped on the snow and returned to Daokou Village with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

A small house at the entrance of the village is Zheng Ping's house.

The cultivated land in Daokou Village is at the back of the village, and the nearest to the cultivated land is the village chief's house, and the farthest is Zheng Ping's house.

When he raised his head, he saw curling smoke rising from the chimney at home, and Zheng Ping's face changed greatly.

"How is that possible?! It's not a water! ”

Zheng Ping was concerned and ran home.

"Mother! Mother! It's you.... You, why are you here?! ”

In the poor house, in addition to a bed, there is a stove, which can be seen at a glance.

There was an old lady lying on the bed, but the figure in front of the stove was very abrupt.

The curvaceous and plump back is dressed in brocade, which is incompatible with the poor tones of Zheng Ping's house,

"Ping'er, my mother is here, how old are the children, I look for them every day when I leave my mother, and I don't feel ashamed~"

Zheng Ping's old mother, who was half-paralyzed on the bed, was half leaning against the wall, looking like an ordinary old peasant woman, but there was kindness and calmness beyond ordinary people in her eyebrows.

It is hard to imagine how a woman who has experienced all the suffering in the world can still shine with such light in her eyes?

"Zheng Ping, you're back."

Zheng Ping's heart was like a knife, he looked at the figure and stood up, turned around, this woman was the daughter of Aunt Li who he had just met at the entrance of the village, Xiujuan.

Wu Xiujuan and Zheng Ping are childhood sweethearts, and they are also the most optimistic daughters-in-law of Zheng Ping's mother, even if Zheng Ping was all the rage at the time, he never considered others.

But, I don't know what the operation is, Aunt Li pulled the vertical block in it, and a few days later, she sent her daughter to the bed of the county lord of Anqing County.

The childhood sweetheart who grew up became the county old lady...

"Xiujuan, why are you here?"

Zheng Ping stood in place awkwardly, he wanted to cover it up with that exaggerated expression, but in the face of the second favorite woman in the world, he couldn't make this expression.

Hu Shi looked at his son on the left and Xiujuan on the right, and he saw that the spring breeze was full of faces, and he could see that these two were right.

"I haven't seen Aunt Hu for a long time, I'm thinking about it in the county, so I'll take some things and take a look."

Xiujuan's eyes swept over the corner of the house, and Zheng Ping noticed that the corner was full of winter grain.

"What's so embarrassing, I'll give you money!"

Zheng Ping hurriedly took out the pension silver he received in the county in his arms, Xiujuan frowned and pressed Zheng Ping's hand, dipped it and immediately kept his distance.

"Brother, don't do this."

"Oh..."

Wu Xiujuan is no longer the little tail following behind Zheng Ping, but the county lord and wife, even if it is a small village girl, but after being in power for a long time, her words unconsciously carry majesty.

"Brother~" Xiujuan realized that her words were serious, and hurriedly smiled, "Fortunately, I came today, I just arrived home, and the firewood in this house is burned out, and it is as cold as outside.

Are you going to freeze my Aunt Hu? ”

Zheng Ping looked at Wu Xiujuan gratefully, "Sister Juan, thank you." ”

"What are we going to say, thank you~" Wu Xiujuan rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white and tender forearms, "Brother, you take care of your aunt, and I'll get some food." ”

"It's... It's not good..."

"What's wrong, Ping'er, come and talk to your mother."

Hu Shi has a look of seeing through and not saying anything, lying in bed all day, how can he usually watch this show?

"Alas, mother!"

Zheng Ping walked to his mother's side, sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand into a palm shape, and slipped through the crack of the quilt to probe in.

When he touched the quilt, it was hot, and Zheng Ping let out a long breath.

"Mother, you are lying down, why are you sitting?"

Before Hu Shi could speak, Xiujuan, who was pouring vegetables at the other end, said,

"Brother, you can't always let Aunt Hu lie down, haven't you taken Aunt Hu out to bask in the sun recently?"

"Well, I thought it was cold, so it's better to be at home, don't freeze my mother."

"That's not good, it's okay to let Aunt Hu move more, otherwise you will get bedsores after lying down for a long time,

Even if you don't carry it out, at least let Aunt Hu sit for a while at home from time to time~"

Zheng Ping was a little distracted, and Xiujuan's presence made the hut immediately more angry.

Xiujuan's advice is like a husband and wife living a life,

This was supposed to be all mine.

Even if Zheng Ping didn't want to regret it anymore, Xiujuan's appearance still made Zheng Ping's heart like a mess, and all kinds of thoughts grew like weeds.

"Brother, did you hear that?"

"Oh! Oh, I hear you! Zheng Ping replied.

"You have to remember~"

"Hmm!"

A quarter of an hour later, Zheng Ping took out a small stool from under the bed and propped it up in front of the old lady's bed.

On weekdays, the old lady eats in bed, and she has no meal, so she doesn't eat at the table.

And today Xiujuan came, and she could only use this broken stool to temporarily replace the dining table.

There were two dishes on the small stool, and the stool was full.

A stir-fried cabbage, a Dongpo meat, and then a rice porridge in the stove pot, who is not full, Xiujuan will go to serve it.

Smelling the aroma of meat, Zheng Ping's stomach screamed angrily,

I don't have any rice in my own house, so where did I get the meat, don't think about it, this is also what Xiujuan brought.

"Let's eat~"

Xiujuan looked very excited, as if a family of three people was sitting here to eat, something she had been looking forward to.

"Sister Juan...."

Wu Xiujuan pretended to be angry and said,

"Brother, what about eating, don't say anything more to thank me!"

"Good, good."

Zheng Ping helped the old lady put cabbage and Dongpo meat in the bowl, and after blowing it cold, he gave it to the old lady, and after tossing for a long time, he sat down to eat.

Xiujuan looked at Zheng Ping with her cheeks raised, her eyes flashed, and Xiujuan secretly said in her heart,

Brother, do you believe it?

Sometimes it's just a moment, and fate will change dramatically, and even catch you off guard.

The moment was so short that you thought you could even go backwards, but there was nothing to go back to.

"Xiujuan, why are you in a daze? Eat! ”

Zheng Ping sandwiched the firmest piece of meat and put it in Xiujuan's bowl,

"Brother, you can't farm this winter, what have you been busy with lately?"

When Zheng Ping heard this, he almost choked on the rice, coughed twice, and said,

"I, I help the children in the county teach, and I can earn some money."

"Brother, you lied to me."

"Uh...."

"A few years ago, you could still teach children literacy enlightenment, but after His Highness Shengsun popularized literacy, people could teach literacy enlightenment at home, and no one hired you.

Coupled with the imperial examination reform that has been pushed in the past two years, no one will learn those who will be there.

Brother...."

Wu Xiujuan bit her lip, but she didn't say what she wanted to say,

In fact, there is a miscellaneous job in the county yamen, how many people are staring at it, Wu Xiujuan wants to leave it to Zheng Ping to do,

At least let Zheng Ping and Aunt Hu have a meal money,

However, when she sat down in front and back of Zheng Ping, Wu Xiujuan couldn't say anything.

It's not just Zheng Ping's self-esteem that can't do this job,

Xiujuan didn't want the once sparkling man to be introduced to do chores.

What's more, this job has to be exchanged for Wu Xiujuan serving the county master.

Zheng Ping hurriedly picked up two large bowls of porridge to hide his embarrassment,

"Xiujuan, I'll look for a job tomorrow, so you don't have to worry."

"Really?"

Wu Xiujuan stared at Zheng Ping's eyes, Zheng Ping nodded heavily,

"Really!"

Wu Xiujuan lowered her head, her eyes were full of distress, Aunt Hu was bedridden at home, Zheng Ping couldn't be too far away from home, and she couldn't work for too long.

So in addition to farming, Zheng Ping can only do some casual work,

Although in this era, as long as you are willing to work, you can eat, but there is no good job waiting for Zheng Ping.

You have to have time to disperse, you can still earn money, and you have to be close to home, where does this good thing come from?