I went ashore by weaving straw shoes and became a master craftsman

Chapter 30

Tie Lei burst out laughing: "Pfft! I..." He originally wanted to say that if he combed it, he would never comb it with one corner upturned and one corner drooping like a tree fork. Yiguai: "I...how dare! If the pavilion chief finds out, he will have to punish the young master to skip the meal."

Tie Feng: "I have inquired about it. The head of the Linshui Pavilion, surnamed Ren, surnamed Li, has a straight character. He hates lazy, slippery, and spoiled children! I'd better be more careful, otherwise don't say I can't help you." Master, if you drag him down again, it will be bad if you are sued by Ren Suzhi."

Tie Lei: "Yes. You must not give excuses to County Magistrate Huan. It will be even more troublesome to send the young master to Kongting!"

Empty pavilions are generally located in the thorn forests in the wilderness, only for travelers who have traveled long distances to rest, and there are no pavilions.That kind of place is often haunted by wild animals at night.

Tie Lei: "Look, Young Master No. 12 has scratched his itch."

Huan Zhen did indeed have lice.

He has grown up so much that he never combed his hair by himself. After being sent to Linshui Pavilion by his uncle, he paid special attention to sleeping and never let it loose.As a result, I scratched my hair this morning, and when I went to work in the stables, I was seen by the inspecting booth chief, who couldn't help but push him to the front, thinking that he was disobedient, so he slapped him on the back of the head, and then Hand combed, hemp rope tied on one side, and two croissant buns.

This miserable life under the fence has only just begun!
It's not that Huan Zhen didn't think about not caring about it and going back to Luoyang first, but then he curbed his reckless thoughts.He wants to be admitted to the juvenile guard barracks with his own ability, and embark on the road of a general galloping on the battlefield!Since this ideal is unquestionable, the one-year rural soldier experience, no matter what you have to survive!

He is the direct son of the Long Kanghuan clan!There is no blessing that you dare not enjoy, and there is no suffering that you dare not suffer!

Snapped!
His generosity and encouragement were interrupted by a slap on the back, it was Ren Suzhi!He scolded: "What the hell are you doing? Go to the back!"

It turned out that Huan Zhen walked so fast unknowingly that he was far away from Chezhang in Jili.He returned to the mule with a blank expression, took out the small bamboo box in the cloth bag, dug out a finger of tea sauce, and held it in his mouth for a while, letting the bitter vegetable sauce pour through his mouth and head straight to cover the pain of endurance .

Today's road is not easy to go, Jia Yu took her son and bride downhill early, just in time, so they won't delay cooking dinner when they get home.

A wooden shed has been set up under the wall of the second big house, and Wang Ge thanked the big father with a smile.Little Jia was away, so Wang Shu came to the kitchen to help without worry. The two young girls were quick-witted, so they quickly steamed the pancakes and mixed them with pickles.

The yard is still damp, and the family eats in the utility room.

Yao surreptitiously pinched Wang Sanlang several times, forcing him to do nothing, so he had to ask: "Second brother, did you, did you give the second sister-in-law an apology this morning?"

"Send an apology?" Wang Erlang pretended not to understand.

Mrs. Yao couldn't hold back anymore, and made a fake smile on her face: "Brother, why are you pretending to be confused? You came out of uncle's room this morning with a big burden in your hand. Ordinarily... what uncle gave brother, I will Shouldn't have asked..."

Wang Weng glanced at his old wife, Jia Yu understood, and interrupted: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask! You can go back to your mother's house if you have the ability, and see if I let Sanlang bring you back with an apology!"

Wang Ge, Wang He, Wang Shu, and Wang Yun buried their heads in the bowl almost at the same time.

The aunt is so good!
Yao Shi shyly put away his smile.Her husband is indeed soft-hearted and has no opinion, but he is definitely not just soft-hearted towards her!Even worse for his parents!If she returns to her natal family, the distance is so far, and the time goes on, Wang Sanlang might be able to divorce his wife and remarry!
After the meal, Wang Ge seized the time to weave the bamboo fan while it was still light, while still teaching Wang Shu.After dark, the two sisters chatted and laughed to clean up the sundry house and stove house.Wang Ge specially reduced his dinner, leaving half a piece of cake, and eating it after picking up water at night, otherwise he will be hungry and sleep well.

Wang Shu, who carries water, will not accompany her. The little girl is too timid, and she is afraid of wells and the dark.

There are residents beside the well in the north of the village, but there is no courtyard, only two solitary houses.The owner is about [-] years old, has a disabled foot, and has been living as a widower.Not to mention Wang Ge, many people in the village didn't know what this old man's surname was, and slowly, they all called him "widower".

Fortunately, today's Dajin has very strict pension laws: those who are over [-] years old will be exempted from rent, tax and forced labor; those who are widowed and lonely over [-] years old will be given grain and cloth by the government on a regular basis; The capital pavilions of all counties were set up, and they were uniformly taken care of by the imperial court.

The two houses of the widower were built with the money and efforts of the township.

In the past, widowers were rarely seen when villagers came to fetch water, but tonight was special, and the dozen or so soldiers in the Linshui Pavilion had to make do with the two rooms by the well for the night.

The widower thought there were too many people making noise, so he sat down on the side of the path where Wang Ge came, and a black shadow appeared for no reason, scaring her. "Ah Ong, there are so many mosquitoes, what are you doing sitting here?"

"There are a lot of soldiers by the well. Your little girl must be scared. I'll go there with you." The old man's words leaked because of his tooth loss.He was leaning on a mahogany stick, and every step he took made a "duk-duk" sound on the ground.

Wang Ge immediately looked pleasantly surprised: "Ah Weng has received the mahogany stick! Congratulations Ah Weng!"

"Hey, the head of the pavilion personally sent it. Oh, I'm old, and I don't even remember that I'm seventy!"

Tee, Tee, Tee!

On the big tree near the well, Tie Lei squatted and yawned: "It's coming again. This old man, he has a mahogany staff, and everyone who comes to carry water must follow him."

Tie Feng: "If I can live to be seventy, I can show off better than the old man, and I will walk all over our Dajin mountains and rivers with a mahogany stick!"

"Pfft!" Tie Lei laughed, and the leaves rustled down.

Huan Zhen coughed, and Tie Lei immediately became honest.

When Wang Ge came over, he saw several large mule carts lined up beside the wall of the house on the east side.There were people coming and going by the well, and several of them wore flat caps, which proved that they were all low-level military officials.

After a brief glance, she didn't dare to look any further.At this time, the bucket was in Huan Zhen's hands. When he saw the people coming, he first gave the bucket to the other party.The two exchanged silently, neither looked directly at the other, but Tie Lei whispered: "Huh? This girl..."

Wang Ge was frightened, who would have thought that there was still a person squatting on the nearest big tree!Huan Zhen stared at Tie Lei, and when he came back, he met her eyes.

Wang Ge tried his best to grit his back molars to keep from laughing. He really relies on his clothes and horses on his saddle. What a mighty and handsome young man he was originally, how could he be in such a mess?The official clothes on his body are dirty, and who tied the croissant bun?Have a grudge?One corner is upturned, and the other is like a wilting seedling.

"Why is Mr. Lang here?"

"Don't ask too much."

"Yes." Wang Ge hurriedly carried water and left.She had only met him twice before, and she didn't know his last name, so don't worry about it.As for the children of the aristocratic family disguised as ordinary people in one moment, and turned into a soldier in Linshui Pavilion in another moment, it was not for her to think about it.

When Wang Ge came for the second time, the widower sat down at the small fork again. "Aon, why are you still sitting here?"

The old man got up quickly: "The well is full of children from other villages, I will go there with you."

Tuk Tuk Tuk!
"Hurry up, what are you waiting for!" the widower urged her, knocking on the ground while urging.

Tuk Tuk Tuk!
Wang Ge figured it out, this old man just wanted to show off this mahogany staff that symbolizes the longevity man!

Huan Zhenting had the lowest status in the stroke, and no one intentionally bullied him, but you can't let the chief of the pavilion and the thief do the trivial work, so cleaning the place where you sleep at night, feeding the mules, sweeping the dung, etc., have already ordered him Don't stop.

The black light is blind, he is picking up a shauji dung, and he doesn't know where to pour it.

Tie Feng and Tie Lei dare not help him.After Wang Ge came with the widower, Huan Zhen asked, "O old man, where do you put the dung?"

"I'll take you there."

Tuk tuk tuk!Tuk tuk tuk!
"Hurry up, what are you dawdling for!"

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　　Tea: sound tú. "Erya Shicao" records: tea, bitter vegetable.

　　Juan exempt: exempt from (tax, labor, etc.).蠲, sound juān.

　　Mahogany stick: a kind of walking stick bestowed by the ancient court on people over 70 years old.In the Han Dynasty, it was a dove stick, and after the Wei and Jin Dynasties, it became a mahogany stick, implying to cure diseases and strengthen the body.

　　Flat upper headband: headband, sound zé, a kind of headscarf in ancient times.High-ranking military officers wear flat caps, while low-ranking military officials only wear flat caps.

　　
　
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