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Chapter 7, The Authority of the Patriarch
The Great Elder took a few clansmen to have a look at the vegetables Feng Qingluo planted, and when they came back, they all had sad faces.

The Great Elder said: "The patriarch's meaning is correct. It is not easy to hunt in the mountains nowadays. If we learn how to farm, our life will be much easier, but the key is... none of us know how to farm! Our ancestors didn't know how to do it. How can we learn how to farm?" !"

Several nephews and nephews sat next to the great elder, all of them looked dazed.

Feng Hongtao's injury had hit them too hard this morning, and they were even more afraid of the mountains.

After a while, Feng Hongze raised his head and glanced at everyone, and said softly: "The patriarch grows pig vegetables, and the taste is not much different from wild vegetables. Even if we grow them, we can't all eat pig vegetables in the future, right? We still have to hunt in the mountains. Although hunting is dangerous, what can we do if we sell the prey for copper coins? We can’t be afraid just because Hongtao got injured this time!”

Feng Hongze's words immediately resonated with the three cousins.

"Brother Ze is right, we still have to point to the mountains, we can't plant land!" Feng Hongtai continued.

Feng Hongyu and Feng Hongxuan agreed.

Seeing that his nephews had the same meaning and didn't want to learn how to farm, the Great Elder sighed inwardly.

Why didn't he have the same idea as them, but when he thought about his youngest son who was lying on the bed and hadn't woken up to this day, he was also at a loss and didn't know what to do.

"Father, what do you think?" Feng Hongze looked at him eagerly.

It is related to the rise and fall of the clan, the Great Elder pursed his lips and refused to speak easily.

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Here, Feng Qingluo chopped the pheasant into small pieces and stewed it in a casserole. She searched the kitchen and found that there was still a handful of dried mushrooms left, so she simply soaked it and cooked it in a pot.

One pheasant is too little.

These days, people can't find food and pheasants are struggling, and they don't have much meat on their bodies.

When the pheasant came out of the pot, Feng Qingluo took a large coarse porcelain bowl and scooped out a bowl, including the meat and bones, with a few mushrooms floating on it, and personally delivered it to the next door.

"Second Aunt, put this bowl of soup in the pot to warm it up, and give it to Uncle Hongtao when he wakes up."

Xiao Zhang hurriedly took the bowl, "Thank you patriarch!"

She knew at a glance that this was not an ordinary soup. There were a lot of meat and mushrooms in the milky white soup.Her man had lost so much blood that he needed this nutritious tonic.

This was not the time to be polite, so she didn't delay.

She would never want this in normal times, after all, there is a 90-year-old old man in the patriarch's family.

"Has Uncle Hongtao woke up?"

Xiao Zhang shook her head in disappointment, "I haven't woken up yet, the injury is so serious, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

Xiao Zhang choked up and couldn't continue.

"Second aunt!" Feng Qingluo interrupted her, "Uncle Hongtao will wake up!"

Feng Qingluo said these words in a firm tone, but in fact she was very uncertain.

Feng Hongtao's injury was too severe, the doctors were not sure about it.

Little Zhang nodded desperately, reached out to wipe away tears, but was speechless.

Feng Qingluo had no choice but to persuade her, "Second Aunt, life will go on no matter what, you have to take care of your health, don't you fall down when Uncle Hongtao wakes up! Uncle Hongtao was injured so badly, even when he woke up You have to take care of him!"

Mrs. Zhang couldn't say a word, but nodded indiscriminately.

Feeling helpless, Feng Qingluo patted her on the shoulder lightly, then turned and went back to the main room.

At this time, the great elder and several uncles were still there, and when they saw Feng Qingluo come out, they all looked at her.

Although Feng Qingluo is only 13 years old, she is their patriarch, she has to listen to many things, this is the traditional rule of the Feng clan.

The head of the Feng clan has the supreme power in the Feng clan, and it has always been like this.

It's just that the Feng Clan has been in decline for hundreds of years, and several subsequent patriarchs have mediocre qualifications, so the authority of this patriarch is gradually weakened.

Especially in Feng Qingluo's generation, her grandmother is old, and she inherited the position of patriarch at a young age, all relying on the help of uncles and brothers and sisters in the clan, where is the authority?
At this moment, the great elder sighed, and several uncles looked at her.

"Patriarch, what is our next charter? Do we really want to farm?" Feng Hongze asked on behalf of the brothers.

Feng Qingluo looked back at the elder, then glanced at everyone's eagerly looking forward to it, and said, "The land needs to be planted, and hunting can't be stopped. Let Qin Zhi go into the mountains with you during this time, I'm going to stay Try to grow things at home. The aunts and aunts in the clan are still digging wild vegetables, so come and help me when you have time, and learn how to farm by the way.”

Feng Qingluo didn't discuss anything with everyone, and just made a final decision.

She knew that it would be futile to say anything at this moment, so she might as well wait a few months, when she grew food and vegetables, and the clansmen would not be so resistant when they saw the results.

Strange to say, almost all the heads of the Feng family were women, but apart from the head, the other women did not have a high status in the clan. Moreover, the few aunts and aunts in the clan were either bought or picked up, and none of them raised the issue. To farm!

When Feng Qingluo said that, it was impossible for the uncles to object. Hunting was originally a man's business. Before, it was because her family had no man that she had to be allowed to go into the mountains. Now that she has recruited a son-in-law, he will naturally replace her.

Seeing that his nephews and nephews did not object, the Great Elder nodded, and then he talked about farming.

"Patriarch, what kind of rules do you have in such a place?"

He didn't expect Feng Qingluo to be so fast. He only said in the morning that he wanted to learn how to farm, and he planted it in the afternoon.

He had seen the freshly planted pig vegetables, staggered and wilted, anyway, he was not optimistic about them.

He had already talked with the old patriarch about this matter.

But the old patriarch said, "If the child wants to make a fuss, let her go. Anyway, our descendants of the Feng family are already in such a difficult situation. Can it be even more difficult? If we can't do it, let's drink wild vegetable soup. If she grows it, we will eat it too." The meal is good, isn't it?"

Therefore, the Great Elder also looked away, and planted the land if he wanted to.

But as an elder, you can't ignore this matter, it seems that you don't take the patriarch too seriously.

As the great elder, he didn't take the patriarch seriously, and it was even more difficult to discipline other nephews if they followed suit.

When it comes to farming, in fact, Feng Qingluo has no idea, she is purely the kind who has seen pigs run but has never eaten pork, so she has to explore slowly.

"Grand Elder, no one in our Feng clan has farmed land for many years. I really don't have a charter. But the same land, other villages can grow it. I believe our village can do it. If I have no experience, I will take a look at the next door. People in the village can always figure out a way."

Hearing this, the Great Elder smiled approvingly, and boasted, "If the patriarch grows up, let it be a success! That's fine! You go and learn how to farm. If there is anything you need uncle, just tell me, and I will definitely cooperate with you."

"Thank you uncle!"

Seeing what the great elder said, the other uncles expressed their willingness to help.

With everyone's support, Feng Qingluo was in a good mood, as if she was suddenly full of strength, secretly determined not only to grow food and vegetables, but also to lead the people to live a good life.

(End of this chapter)