My whole family is punching cards in the farming article to survive

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, the people in the Mei family's old house were very smart once, and no one called Mei Berry and the others to go over for dinner.

The main reason is that they are deserted, and they are really afraid of Mei Berry and the others.

Mei Yang didn't come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Mei Lian had just left home not long ago, so it was enough to cook a table of delicious food and subsidize her family.

Not enough lessons from the last Dragon Boat Festival?
Mrs. Zhang couldn't bear to make ideas for the second and third family to take advantage of it!

But he didn't care about Mrs. Zhang's carelessness. In his eyes, the people in this old house were very sensible and didn't make trouble for him.

On the day of the festival, Mei Youqian and Mei Sanma went to the old house early in the morning to give the gift.

Half a roast chicken, a packet of shortbread, and a small jug of wine.

The boxing gifts given by Mei Berry and Mei You's family are almost the same. When Mei Berry and the others came back from delivering the boxing gifts, Mei Berry and the others lamented Mei Dahu's recent changes.

Said that Mei Dahu was much less talkative than before, and his spirit was lower than before.

Even the sense of superiority that came with looking at Mei Youqian and Mei Sanma in the past was gone this time.

"Is injury the best medical treatment for a man?"

Mei Berry touched her chin to pretend to be deep when she heard her father's words, and then she was slapped on the back of the head by her father.

"Don't talk nonsense, pack up quickly, and go to your third uncle's house for lunch at noon."

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Mei Berry and Mei You had dinner together.

Because Wei Meiliang was going to make mooncakes, the two families decided to treat them with delicious food at Mei Sanma's house at noon, and a group of people went to Mei Berry's house to eat and drink in the evening.

Wei Meiliang made mooncakes with two flavors, one with jujube paste bean paste filling and the other with fresh meat filling.

Fortunately, Mei Sanma and his wife are not tough-tempered people, and they don't distinguish between sweet and salty food, so they have no fight.

And these mooncakes are all freshly baked.

Especially the hot fresh meat mooncakes, the meat inside is so oily~
For this mooncake, Mei Berry deliberately left two stomachs to eat mooncakes that night.

Because autumn nights had started to turn cold, Wei Meiliang specially cooked a pot of hot wild pear and white fungus soup at night, and each person held a bowl, sitting in the yard, eating moon cakes, watching the moon and chatting.

Seeing that the grown-ups couldn't get in the conversation, Mei Berry approached Mei You and asked, "Hey, sister. You said it's been more than a month, why hasn't anyone come over from Jiubaoxuan?"

"It's only been a month. If you want to collect some good wool, you will naturally go to the north. It will take time to go back and forth."

Mei You reminded Mei Berry that the wool yarn they spun themselves was made of cashmere sheep from Hanzhou, and the breeding of cashmere sheep is not very extensive.

In addition to their Yunzhou in the four northern states, the other three states all raise cashmere sheep, that is, scattered.

"I heard that the sheep in the grassland are also very good~" Mei Berry sat on the stool and stretched her legs, jio jio said: "Actually, I'm still looking forward to the people behind Jiubaoxuan to make a wave of grassland."

As she said that, Mei Berry also mentioned to Mei You what she heard from Mr. Xue in the town two days ago.

"Non-my family, its heart must be different."

Meiyou said this after hearing what was going on in the north.

After finishing speaking, Meiyou looked up at the moon in the sky, and said something in a low voice.

It's just that the voice is too low, and Mei Berry can't hear it clearly.

The faint sentence "regret..." drifted in the wind containing the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Afterwards, while everyone was chatting, it was unknown who raised his head to look at the moon first, and then someone raised his hand to touch the wet corners of his eyes.

There is a full moon every month.

The festival gives more meaning to the full moon.

The moon on August [-] illuminates every corner of Dacheng, and all the people of Dacheng tonight can see this gentle moonlight as long as they look up.

Xie Changfan stood outside Zichen Hall, looking down at his figure elongated by the moonlight on the steps.

Standing alone, inseparable from each other.

The lonely and desolate protagonist in front of him has no fluctuations in his heart, he lowers his eyes, and only hears the reprimand and roar of the emperor in the palace.

For a moment, Xie Changfan lowered his eyes, and the corner of his mouth raised a pleasant arc where the servants could not see.

Emperor Yan Qing did not hold any Mid-Autumn Festival banquet this year.

Because of Emperor Yan Qing's behavior, the rich and powerful families in the imperial capital also had a deserted Mid-Autumn Festival.

However, no matter how deserted it was, it would not be like Emperor Yan Qing. On a good reunion day, not only did he stay alone in the Zichen Palace, but he also recruited the secret guards from the imperial prison to watch the night for him.

After staying in the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up like a madman. The hall was brightly lit, and the general summoned his sons directly, and he was reprimanded again and again.

As for what they said in it, Xie Changfan was not interested in listening, and could not hear clearly.

But from Emperor Yan Qing's uncontrollable shouting, it could be heard that he was in a very bad mood.

"My lord, Your Majesty allows you to go back and rest first."

In the middle of the night, after the fifteenth day, the bright moon quietly hid behind the dark clouds.

Zhao Wuyou, the eunuch next to Emperor Yan Qing, walked out of the hall and handed a lantern to Xie Changan.

"Thank you, Mr. Lao, for me, Your Majesty, cough cough cough!"

Taking the lantern handed over by the other party with his pale and slender palm, Xie Changwen covered his lips and coughed softly twice, but still did not cover up the scolding sound coming from the hall.

Xie Changfan and Zhao Wuyou looked at each other, there is no need to say much about the inner meaning.

Xie Changfan slowly withdrew his gaze, turned around, and left with a lantern in his hand.

Only the elderly Zhao Wuyou stopped at the spot, stared at the official uniform on the opponent's body and shook his head, sighed in a low voice: "It would be great if the miscellaneous family had the same luck as that person, to accept such a powerful adoptive son~ "

After finishing speaking, the chief eunuch turned his head to look at the lights and shadows in the hall with a sympathetic face, and couldn't help shaking his head when he thought of the princes kneeling in a row in the hall just now.

Even the emperor would be troubled by not having a good heir.

When they returned to Xie's mansion, the sky was already bright.

Washing his hands with the "white jade soap" that has become popular in the upper echelons of the imperial capital recently, and taking off his court clothes, Xie Changwen was slouching on the couch as if his bones had been pulled out.

He bent one knee, put his hand on it, and rubbed the soft kneepad inside twice through the fabric, and suddenly couldn't help lowering his head and chuckling, then casually took the letter on the small table on the couch and continued to read stand up.

Jia Yi specially delivered the letter on the day of Mid-Autumn Festival, but unfortunately, he was delayed in the palace during the good Mid-Autumn Festival.

There are many letters in this letterhead.

There is Mr. Xue, and Jia Yi himself. These two letters are all personal letters. They are nothing more than talking about the Mid-Autumn Festival and asking him to eat and take medicine.

That last one was about business.

"wool……"

After seeing the low price of wool purchase and processing in the letter, even if they haven't actually made wool products, they have discovered the way to do it.

"If the wool is used to trade with foreigners..."

Having said that, Xie Changfan was silent for a while, and stopped moving his hands on the knee pads, and couldn't hold back his laughter after a while.

"It's not that there are few strange people and strange things in the world. Now, did I discover this?"

Xie Changfan: Woman, your family has successfully caught my attention.

Plumberry:? ? ?Do you have cat biscuits? ? ?Don't learn anything weird.

Author: Okay, I'm oily, my son can't be oily.

Xie Changwen: Who is upstairs?

Author: Nai Mu!