Song Yuanhuanzhi

Chapter 88

Fu Yuanzhi didn't expect that the members of the Fu family didn't come to the door, but the Liang family came first.

It was also Song Huan who kept an eye out and didn't let Fu Xuelin know where his family lived, otherwise, who might come first.

Liang Fucai and Liang Dayong didn't make any so-called detours, and directly talked about the situation discussed by the clan.

The general meaning is that if Fu Yuanzhi can give Liang Shi the quota of 40 mu, Liang Shi is willing to hand over [-] taels of silver to him every year.

原上交田赋该为六万九千120文，也就是69两又120银，给傅渊之40两，他们也能节省下来29两又120文。

In this way, everyone can relax a lot.

This is Liang's sincerity.

Fu Yuanzhi didn't reply right away, only said to consider it.

Fu Yuanzhi knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to give the quota to the clan, but he still needed to discuss it with Miss Song.

Of course, you can't discuss so blatantly in front of each other, so everyone eats something first.

Liang Fucai and Liang Dayong did not come empty-handed either. They brought home-preserved pickles, sun-dried bamboo shoots, fir tree mushrooms, and tea leaves, all of which Song Huan had told them when they left.

Seeing this, Song Huan planned to make minced meat with pickled vegetables, fried pork with chili, fish stewed tofu soup, fried bacon with dried bamboo shoots, and a vegetable.

Wang Dayu didn't expect that he would join in the excitement.

He knew that Fu Yuanzhi and Fu Yuanjie were cousins, and he guessed that there was a quarrel between them because they didn't have much communication in the school, but he didn't expect that his estimate was too small, it was all about a clan.

Fu Xuelin, Byte Festival.

Wang Dayu did not participate, and went directly to the courtyard to see the anti-thief device installed by Song Huan.

Wang Dayu looked up, down, left, and right in a strange way, stretched out his hand, and hooked the line hesitantly.

Unexpectedly, at the same time, there was a sound in the whole courtyard.

Song Huan from the kitchen and Fu Yuanzhi from the middle hall ran out together, and Adi also poked his head out from under the window.

Wang Dayu froze in place, with an awkward but polite smile on his face, he kept shaking the fan in his hand, "It's okay! Hehe, curious, curious!"

How could he have imagined that an ordinary thread could affect such a big battle.

Hehe, I have less knowledge, I am rude and rude.

No need to guess, this must be Miss Song's handwriting.

There are also racks for drying clothes.

Where has he seen this kind of shelf, a triangular shelf made of bamboo, with ropes on it, clothes hanging on the triangular shelf, and bamboo poles tied to it, saving space and keeping the clothes from wrinkling.

There are quite a lot of novelty little things!

When Wang Dayu saw these things, the first thing he thought about was whether there was a market demand, whether they could be sold, if they could be sold, how much they were worth, how much they were priced, and whether the repurchase rate was high.

Although he can't study well, the consciousness of making money is engraved in his bones.

There is no doubt about this.

In the end, he decided to forget it. These ingenious gadgets cannot be sold.

The people of this era are very capable of doing things.

Outside the back door, in the alley, Yu Yan, who was passing by, heard the familiar voice and thought that the Song family was in trouble, so he subconsciously wanted to knock on the door, and only realized it after taking two steps.

After a long time, there was a wry smile on his face, then he turned and left.

After lunch, Wang Dayu left. After all, the master still has something to do, so it will be the same next time.

Fu Yuanzhi also approached Song Huan and asked her if she wanted to keep some of them.

Song Huan had no idea.

It's useless to set aside much, she has no plans to buy land for the time being, mainly because she has no money.

It's better to give it to the Liang clan first, and then Fu Yuanzhi will be admitted to Jinshi, so that there will be more farmland, and it will not be too late.

Fu Yuanzhi confirmed Song Huan's thoughts before replying to Liang Dayong and Liang Fucai.

The two of them didn't expect Fu Yuanzhi to agree, they were pleasantly surprised and grateful.

Fu Yuanzhi didn't go back to Darongshu Village, and the patriarch of the Liang clan had to sign the appointment. It wasn't that he didn't trust Liang Fucai and the others, but it was better for the patriarch to come forward for such a matter.

After the deed is completed, it can be filed with the county government.

Liang Dayong and Liang Fucai's hearts were agitated, and they couldn't sit still when they got an accurate reply. After writing down what Fu Yuanzhi said, they immediately left and returned.

Can't even stay.

One reason is that they are too excited, and the other reason is that the consumption in the county is high.

Staying one more night would cost more than a dozen Wen. When they came to the county in the past two days, the money flowed out like water, which made the two of them very distressed.

Into the night
Moon stars are rare.

in the courtyard.

Song Huan and Fu Yuanzhi were leaning on the recliner, and Fu Yuanzhi's knees were covered with a layer of folded sheets to keep out the wind and keep warm.

There is a square table between the two. On the square table are a pot of wine, two ceramic cups, a plate of fried soybeans and a plate of melon seeds.

Song Huan hasn't been so relaxed for a long time.

Fu Yuanzhi took the melon seeds and peeled them slowly in his hands, and put the melon seeds on the plate he specially took out.

"It's still a leisurely and comfortable life in Darongshu Village." Song Huan looked up at the starry sky and sighed.

Fu Yuanzhi carefully peeled the melon seeds, and asked casually, "Do you want to go back?"

Song Huan shook his head, "No, when I get old, I will go back to take care of myself, plant flowers and raise fish, it's beautiful~ beautiful~"

Fu Yuan was stunned, paused his movements, looked up at Song Huan, his eyes were like stars in the night sky, pure and clear, with a smile on his mouth, his tone seemed to be a casual promise, or a promise, "Okay."

Song Huan turned his face and looked at Fu Yuanzhi. After three breaths, he couldn't hold back his smile, his eyes were crooked, and his voice was sweet with a hint of honey, "Okay~"

Both sides understand the meaning contained in the two good words.

Love, let nature take its course is the most beautiful.

"Tomorrow is Qixi Festival." Song Huan said.

Fu Yuanzhi paused his hand for peeling melon seeds, and asked, "You still want to 'Show Seventh Sister'?"

Song Huan, "..."

"No."

She doesn't want to go through it again.

Speaking of "Putting the Seventh Sister", there is something to talk about.

The festival atmosphere of the Qixi Festival in this era is very strong, it is related to the future of boys and girls, and it can be regarded as a large-scale blind date scene in disguise.

So relatively speaking, the girls on this day will be much more relaxed than usual.

When they woke up that morning, the girls were busy adorning Seventh Sister.

They each set up the Eight Immortals Terrace at the door of their own houses. Those whose families are poor in economic conditions may use two stools to support a bed board and place a seven-star lamp on it.

The seven-star lamp has only one lamp base, and there are seven iron frames sticking out like branches on it. An oil lamp is placed on the iron frame, and it becomes a seven-star lamp after being ignited.

Next to the lamp is a statue of Seventh Sister, mostly made of fabric, with an elegant image.

On the stage are sachets and purses and various exquisitely embroidered five-color threads embroidered with figures, flowers, birds and other patterns.

In addition, there are all kinds of houses, pavilions, small lanterns and other things made of wooden strips and bamboo branches the size of matchsticks, which can be described as dazzling and dizzying.

The unmarried girls sat on the edge of the stage with a dignified expression, listening intently to the comments of the viewers.

The passing viewers are all unmarried young men.

There are cheerful and lively girls who will introduce their favorite works to each other with a smile on their faces.

At this time, the teenagers can enjoy the girl's beauty, appreciate the talent, and choose their favorite, and then they can send the matchmaker to the favorite's home to propose marriage.

This is limited to ordinary people, for those families with a bit of status and money, it is naturally not the case for ladies.

Song Huan came to the county to celebrate the first Qixi Festival, that is, the year before last. She happened to be back from delivering goods that time, and the men's clothes on her body hadn't changed yet. Everyone must have guessed about this.

Song Huan was already outstanding in appearance, and his unrestrained aura surpassed that of a boy of the same age.

When Song Huan first entered the alley, it was filled with Eight Immortals Terraces. She almost thought that she had gone the wrong way and entered the "snack" street, which was full of stalls.

Song Huan was curious and asked a few words. Unexpectedly, after a few words, the other party shyly said that if he was satisfied, he could go to her house to propose marriage, which scared Song Huan.

Those who are enthusiastic and cheerful, those who know how to seize the opportunity stop Song Huan and insist on giving Song Huan his favorite work, one or two will gradually become more, and the crowd around Song Huan is so tight.

Although everyone abides by etiquette, the situation becomes uncontrollable when there are too many people. Song Huan still remembers that he was robbed!

I don't know if it was intentional or not.

They are all delicate girls, and she can't do anything to throw people out, so she can only move slowly to the open place and slip away when she gets the chance.

Song Huan couldn't help shivering when he thought of the scene when he left the "sea of ​​bitterness".

(End of this chapter)