Poor family mother and son

"Widow" is a term that is both sympathized and despised.

For a woman, when she first became a widow, the neighbors would help her to mourn her life.

After a long time, women will be wary of you, men will "miss" you, and old people will simply and resolutely put an end to all your social interactions.

If someone in the village is getting married, they will never invite you to participate. They think you are unlucky, and if they are kind, they will give you a handful of "happy sunflower seeds";

Life is not easy for women, and it is even more difficult for widows.

The more widows, the more they are "surveilled" by everyone, and they will be criticized even when they go to the fields to cut rice: "Look at that ass that is so high, who are you seducing!"

It doesn't matter if you don't have a good life, the children will be implicated without the protection of their father: "Your mother is a broom star! Your mother Kefu!"

Children always think that by lowering their voices, others cannot hear them, but how can they really not hear them?
Chu Qing was very moved when he heard the conversation between the two brothers and sisters. These two children seem to have more eyes than Xiaobao. They are so young, but they have such strong understanding and think a lot.

"Of course," Chu Qing said, "whether you sell chickens or ducks has nothing to do with whether you are a commander or not. This commander is my job for you;
However, I want to ask you, since you are going to be a 'commander', can you make all the children in the village listen to you? "

Wubing lowered his head to think about the question Chu Qing asked, holding the bamboo whistle in his hand, and grasping it tighter and tighter.

The bamboo whistle is his "tiger charm" to command "duck soldiers and duck generals"; the reed pole is his command flag to command "duck soldiers and duck generals". If he can command ducks, he doesn't believe he can't command people.

There was only one bamboo whistle, and my mother said it was made by my father when I was a child. Although he didn't remember it, it was hung around his neck all the time, and it was all red and bright.

The younger sister doesn't have any, and the younger sister directs the chicken, all by shouting.

Wubing raised his head, his gaze was firm: "My lord, I can make them listen to me, I have this!"

Wubing raised the bamboo whistle: "My father made it for me!"

But he muttered again: "You...can you get a whistle for my sister, my sister doesn't have one."

Chu Qing didn't know why he thought he could command other children with a bamboo whistle, but since he wanted one for his younger sister, he might as well give them one for each of them.

As for the one made by his father in his hand, Chu Qing thinks that it should be treasured and kept in memory.

Chu Qing turned around and reached out to Zhuo Yao and Xiangzi: "Whistle!"

All of my own whistles are iron whistles, the kind that look like "commas". They are not big, and it takes a lot of effort to make them, but they blow loudly and can travel far.

Both Zhuo Yao and Xiangzi were reluctant to take it out, and they liked it too. They were the only ones in the family.

Xiangzi was especially unhappy: "Master, don't you have one yourself!"

Chu Qing is not willing to give up. If she is willing, can she ask for yours?
Chu Qing said with a straight face, "I didn't bring it!"

Although there is no coating, it is not as bright as modern whistles, but the iron whistle is wiped by these two people every day, and it is also black and shiny. In addition, the iron quality of my house is good, and the whole whistle body is very smooth.

Chu Qing handed out two iron whistles to the siblings and said, "Hey, this is the special whistle for the commander!"

No sick and no disaster happily took it, looked over and over again, and wiped it with his sleeve from time to time, as if this action could make the whistle shine.

"Don't worry, my lord, I... my little one and my sister will definitely manage this matter well!" Said Wubing confidently.

Back at the fertilizer workshop, the foreman had already sent people to simply surround two areas for chicken coops and duck coops.

Chu Qing asked the child to settle the duck money.

The ducks were sold, and when they had money, they chose not to use copper coins but to ask for food as wages when they were free of illness and disaster, and offered to pay three days' wages in advance.

Three catties of grain was not much, and the children did not dare to pay in advance, for fear that "Master Cotton" would feel that they were pushing an inch.

Wubing applied to Chu Qing for food advance in this way: "My lord, I would like to advance food for three days;
I dare not touch the money from selling ducks, because my sister and I want to go to the medical center in the city to hire a doctor to treat my mother. If my mother's illness needs expensive medicine, we will have the money to buy it. "

Chu Qing roughly calculated the price of the duck in his heart.

Now the ducks in the market are about 150 to 160 yuan per catty. This is the price of ducks that are more than half a year old. Old ducks are more expensive, about 180 yuan per catty.

A two-month-old duck like this costs about 120 yuan per catty, and few people buy it.

Modern ducks are fed with feed, and they can reach a weight of five or six catties in two months.

Ducks in this era are all free-range, and it depends on whether the owner is willing to feed the food, so it is considered very powerful if the duck weighs three catties after two months.

The ducks that were not sick were more than two months old and only weighed three catties.

Even if all calculations are based on three catties each, thirty ducks are counted as one hundred catties, and each catty costs 120 Wen, which is only [-] Wen.

Twelve hundred Wen, sounds like a lot, but it's really not that much.

The medicine in the medical center, even if it is for colds and colds, costs [-] renminbi a day, and a course of treatment lasts seven days, that is, seven medicines cost [-] renminbi.

For example, the medicine prescribed by the village doctor in their village is not sick. It's all gone, it's no wonder it's effective after eating.

If I'm not sick, I just want to hire a doctor and prescribe some good medicine so that my mother can get better soon. I guess the money for these thirty ducks is also very tight.

Chu Qing understood what he was doing, and agreed. He didn't pay much in advance, three catties of grain, just to feed his mother, not too greedy.

Chu Qing got another piece of bamboo as thick as a finger, and made ten bamboo whistles for the brothers and sisters on the spot, and told them that they could give out a bamboo whistle as a reward for their good performance.

To be honest, the bamboo whistle is very easy to make, but the children in the military household area seldom have it, because although they live not far from the mountain, they are not allowed to go up the mountain to pick bamboo.

The nearby mountains are occupied by villages in private areas, not to say that the mountains belong to these villages, but because the farmers are poor and there is not much left after paying the grain tax, so they often have to go to the mountains to find food.

Military households are different. They usually don’t have to pay taxes to the country when they farm land, unless the war reaches a very desperate stage, and even civilian households need to be conscripted, they will pay taxes along with it.

The past few years have been peaceful and there has been no war, so military households do not have to pay taxes, which makes civilian households look down on them.

They generally don't think about the fact that almost every family of military households has less labor, because they feel that their own family has also been conscripted for military service, so why do military households not have to pay taxes.

Therefore, in order to control the "resources" on the mountain, Minhu Village resolutely does not allow people from Junhu Village to go up the mountain.

In this way, bamboo, which is worthless in the south, has become a luxury item for Junhu Village. If you want to use bamboo, you have to spend money to buy it.

Chu Qing just made a few whistles to help him because he considered that the siblings were in a bad situation and it would be difficult to convince the public. It was best not to waste time on this.

"God! My lord can make a bamboo whistle!" Wu Zha whispered to Wu Bing.

The corner of Chu Qing's mouth twitched: My son knows it all!