After picking up the daughter of the lucky star, the whole village prospered

Chapter 12 Double-yolked eggs

In the evening, Jiang Sanlang returned home and handed over [-] yuan to his wife, "This is for selling deer."

Chun Niang took the money bag and poured out a pile of copper coins, surprised: "So much?"

Jiang Sanlang smiled triumphantly, and took out a few more strings of money from his pocket, "There are more than [-] yuan here, so I will leave it here, and go to the town tomorrow to buy some old hens for you to eat during confinement."

Shy, Chunniang turned around and locked the heavy copper coins into the box, and said in a low voice, "It's still early, what's the rush."

"It's getting late, the doctor said to prepare early."

Not only food, but also bedding and cloth, children's blankets, diapers and pads, etc., all of which cannot be missing.

Not only can't be less, but also double, alas.

Jiang Sanlang turned his head and didn't see his daughter, and asked, "Where's Yingbao?"

"I went to the elder brother's place, saying that I want to learn to read characters from Yuan Bao."

"Hey! Our daughter is very capable." Jiang Sanlang said with a smile: "How old is she, is she so eager to learn?"

Chunniang gave him a sharp look, "Yingbao learned a few characters a few days ago, and even wrote it for me with tree branches. It looks good, and it's more regular than Yuanbao's writing."

"Really?" Jiang Sanlang pretended not to believe it, "I will take the test when she comes back."

The couple gossiped for a while, seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Sanlang got up and went to pick up his daughter from his elder brother's house.

Right now, Yingbao is watching Yuanbao reciting the Three Character Classic.The fawn lay at his feet, sleeping peacefully.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Jiang, who was washing the pots and dishes, felt strange:
What happened to my youngest son today, he is so diligent.

After returning from school, she would write big characters, and then read again after writing big characters. She hadn't stopped reading for half an hour. If it wasn't for the dinner time interspersed in the middle, she would have worried that her son's throat would be cracked.

Uncle Jiang and old man Jiang were quite relieved.

The youngest son (little grandson) finally knows how to make progress.

Their family might have a child born in the future.

In the eyes of Uncle Jiang, Tong Sheng is already a great person. In the future, he can not only be a teaching teacher in the village, but also be a shopkeeper in the county town, or even be a bookkeeper for others.

The eldest son of Chen Laoshuan's family in Xichen Village, Chen Changrong, is not only in charge of the accounts of the rich family, earning a net 30 taels of silver a year.Although his family also farmed the land and received Fu, but with this big income, those days would be much more comfortable.

At that time, Yuanbao will also manage accounts for others, and earn money while sitting in the house, without having to hoe the fields and plow the fields, and no longer exposed to the sun and rain.

Tsk tsk, that kind of life is the most fulfilling.

Uncle Jiang can't be blamed for thinking this way. In fact, every farmer who planed food in the field has a dream of a county town.

Old man Jiang was different from his elder son, he didn't think about the long term, he just felt that his younger grandson changed his procrastination and began to work hard.

This is a good thing.

"Better than his third uncle when he was young." Old man Jiang gave a pertinent evaluation, "Although the third uncle has a bright mind, he doesn't need to study."

Jiang Liu gave his wife a blank look, "You can praise as much as you like, why do you praise one and step on the other?"

The old man Jiang coughed and turned his head away.

In the side room, Yuan Bao finally memorized the entire Three Character Classic, turned to look at his little cousin, "I've finished memorizing."

Ying Bao immediately clapped her hands and praised: "Brother Yuan Bao is really amazing! I will go to school with you tomorrow morning, and Xiao Lu will lead you away."

Yuan Bao pursed his lips and smiled, nodded vigorously, "Okay!"

Jiang Sanlang entered the room at this time, and waved to his daughter, "Ying Bao, hurry home."

Ying Bao responded, took the little deer and walked out with her father.

Uncle Jiang stood at the door, his black face smiling like a chrysanthemum, and he said to his niece, "Ying Baoer, come to Uncle's house tomorrow to listen to Yuan Bao's reading."

"Yeah." Yingbao agreed with 1.

Because she will be able to write in a fair manner soon.

Although she learned to read and write in her previous life, she was not good at writing. This was a major shortcoming in her life.

So she must learn from Yuan Bao and practice good-looking fonts.

When the younger brothers grow up, she will teach them to write and endorse, so that they will not be bullied by others when they take the exam for high officials.

……

The sun and the moon alternate like a white horse passing by, and more than two months have passed in a flash.

The weather is getting colder, the leaves are starting to fall, and it is almost the Winter Clothes Festival.

The apple seedlings of Yingbao have grown to eight feet high, with strong stems and strong branches, becoming a veritable small fruit tree.

Jiang Sanlang and his wife were amazed that the sapling grew too fast, faster than Paulownia.

The little deer in the family has also grown up a lot, and was named Yoyo, strong and docile, always following Yingbao every step of the way, as if treating her as a companion.

After the autumn harvest, Jiang Sanlang bought two old hens and one rooster. Adding the original two, there are now five chickens in the family.

Under Yingbao's careful feeding, the last two old hens also started to lay eggs, and each hen laid eggs every day, and they were all double yolks.

Jiang Sanlang and his wife were stunned.

But they didn't say anything, and they didn't even tell Dafang.

"Sanlang, do you think it's strange?" Chun Niang sat on the edge of the kang, chatting with her husband while sewing the baby's bellyband.

"The hens you bought back were all old hens that didn't lay eggs, but Yingbao laid eggs after feeding them, and always laid double yolk eggs."

"That's because Yingbao often digs earthworms for it to eat." Jiang Sanlang sat on the bench and wiped the arrows one by one.

When it snows this winter, he will go to Nanshan to hunt rabbits and make tooth-beating sacrifices for his family.

If you are lucky, you can hunt a few more, and you can get them in the market to exchange for some pork and mutton.

"But why don't other people's chickens lay eggs with double yolks?"

Chun Niang just felt it was amazing, "Brother's chickens also feed earthworms, isn't Dani digging with Yingbao every day, it's cold now, I heard from Da Ni that her family has five hens, three A genius picks up two eggs."

Jiang Sanlang was speechless.

But he couldn't admit that there was something magical about his daughter.

Laughing at his wife, he teased, "Are you saying that you are like an old hen, laying double yolk eggs?"

Chunniang's face darkened, she spat on her husband, and kicked him lightly, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Jiang Sanlang smiled, and reached out to touch her huge belly, "Our little Shuanghuang, come and have a look, your mother is bullying your father."

"No one is in shape." Chunniang's mouth curled up, ignoring her husband.

Jiang Sanlang stared at his wife seriously, and sighed: "Chun Niang, why do I see that you are getting more and more beautiful?"

Chunniang blushed, and turned her body aside, "They're all yellow-faced women, what's so interesting about it."

Jiang Sanlang clicked his tongue twice, put down the bow and arrow in his hand, stretched out his hand to touch his wife, and pointed out: "It really looks good, the skin is fair and clear, and it is almost as good as Ying Bao. There used to be freckles here and there, but now they are gone."

"Really?" Chun Niang touched her face, unable to believe it.

Which woman can not care about her appearance?

"Yeah." Jiang Sanlang nodded, "I thought you didn't go out very much, so your skin turned white, but I saw the second sister-in-law standing with you yesterday, and she looks like black charcoal against the background."

Jiang's second sister-in-law gave birth the year before last, and she took care of the baby at home and didn't go to the field very much for nearly a year or two. Her skin color is usually similar to that of her own wife, and it is reasonable to say that it is not much different now.

But the comparison between the two yesterday gave Jiang Sanlang a strong visual impact.

My wife is so beautiful, she is more supple than when she was young, and her complexion and skin are not at all like that of a country woman.

"Jing nonsense, be careful if the second sister-in-law hears scolding you." Chun Niang glared at her husband, but she was happy.

There is no bronze mirror at home, and the only bronze mirror that was used as a dowry was sold a few years ago, and I replaced it with bowls of soup and medicine to pour into my stomach. Now thinking about it, I am really dizzy.

Usually when she combs her hair, she only coils it casually in front of the water basin, and since she is pregnant, she doesn't go out very much, so she doesn't dress up much.

Being praised by her husband today, I have some expectations in my heart.

"Going to the market tomorrow, I'll go to the town to buy a bronze mirror for you."

Jiang Sanlang also realized his negligence.He hugged his wife apologetically, "Buy a few more flowers for you and your daughter to wear, and look happy."

Now the thousands of flowers are withered, and the women's heads are also smooth.

He remembered that all the women in the county wore silk flowers, which were exactly the same as real flowers, bright and eye-catching.

Chun Niang pursed her lips and smiled. "Buy another piece of cloth for Ying Bao, and make her a new padded coat while I'm free."

Since the daughter came to their house, she mostly wore Dani Erni's old clothes.

Although she embroidered and reworked the old clothes, trying to make them look similar to new ones, or even better, but they were still old clothes.

So Chunniang always felt that she owed her little girl.

"Yeah." Jiang Sanlang also agreed, "It's really time to make new clothes for Ying Bao."

(End of this chapter)