Chongzhen's online shopping system

Chapter 715

After leaving the palace, Erzhe and Guiying were sent to Luoma Alley, where they met his parents and younger brother.

When the father and son met, Huduntu was weaving baskets with thorns, and his mother Su Tai was knitting a sweater.

It was a big room with a large area, and there were many people in the room, but he still recognized his parents at a glance.

Since they didn't inform in advance when they came in, neither of them noticed E Zhe's arrival. E Zhe and Gui Ying just stood at the door and looked at the tiger rabbit working in the house.

At this moment, Huduntu and Ezhe were completely different in their impressions. He had never seen his father Khan engaged in any manual labor, but at this time he was very skillful in weaving a basket with thorns, and It has already taken shape.

As for his mother, Su Tai, she was staring at the sweater in her hand seriously, moving her fingers nimbly, and there was a ball of thread beside it.

For some reason, Ezhe's nose was a little sour.

Is this the fate of the prisoner of the subjugated king?

Not only him, but Gui Yingcha also felt uncomfortable.The once invincible Mongolian Khan, the king of sweating, is now weaving a basket like a small worker.And judging from his rough hands and skilled movements, he was already extremely familiar with this job.

"Father Khan!"

E Zhe looked at it for a long time, and choked up and cried out.

Hearing the familiar voice in countless dreams, Huduntu thought he was hallucinating, stopped the movement of his hands, looked up at the door, and then continued to wear thorns.

But it seemed that the brain began to react, and then stopped the movement of the hands, and raised his head again.

"Ezhe." He recognized it and spoke dryly, but his voice was stuck in his throat and could not come out.

"Father Khan."

E Zhe yelled again and ran up to him, hugging Gui Yingcha.

Su Tai also noticed the movement, and when he saw that it was his son, tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably.

"Huduntu, Su Tai, let's take a break and talk today." Seeing the family reunion of the three, a man who looked like a manager came over and said.

Huduntu and Su Tai took Ezhe and Guiying back to the courtyard not far away, and sat down at the table.

"Ezhe, have you been arrested too?"

"Yes, my uncle and I were both arrested." Ezhe briefly explained the process of being arrested, and Huduntu sighed after listening.

"They didn't embarrass you, did they?"

"No." Ezhe shook his head. "Just now His Majesty the Emperor Daming summoned us and said that he would send me to study in a military academy."

"Go to the military academy? Let you?" Just like Gui Yingcha, Huduntu's reaction was also very strong.

He was at a loss. When the two sides cooperated, he expressed more than once that he wanted the children in his tribe to study in military schools.Even a few would do, but the Emperor Daming strongly refused.

Who knew that now that the sweating was swallowed up by Daming, Emperor Chongzhen would send Ezhe to study instead, and he didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't want to understand it, so I simply didn't want to.

"Ezhe, no matter why Emperor Chongzhen made such a decision, you have to take care of yourself. Now, I just hope that you will be safe in this life."

"Yes, Father Khan."

"Father Khan, what Khan am I now? Just call me Father." Huduntu smiled self-deprecatingly, and corrected E Zhe's address.Although there was a hint of pain in his eyes, the overall condition seemed to be okay.

"Yes, father. What are you? Mingren abused you?"

Ezhe glanced at Huduntu's rough hands and asked suspiciously.

"It's not abused, it's just that you need to work every day. In the words of Emperor Chongzhen, Daming doesn't support idlers. Even if you are sweaty, you still have to work. Don't think that the disaster relief factory is not very big. The people in it But they all have a lot of background.

There are the two monarchs of Jiaozhi, and those corrupt officials of Ming Dynasty. By the way, Zheng Zhibao, the younger brother of Zheng Zhilong, the overlord of the sea, is also there. "

"Relief factory?"

"Yes. The disaster relief factory was established by the order of Emperor Chongzhen. In recent years, natural disasters have occurred frequently in some places. Everything produced in the disaster relief factory will be used to relieve the victims. Like the sweaters knitted by your mother, they will be used in winter. , were sent to those poor people who could not afford clothes. The baskets your father and I wove will also be sent to those in need.

The work in the factory is not heavy, and you only need to complete the quota every day before you can go back to your residence.And work for five days, you have to rest for two days.It's okay to do something of your own.If there are some big festivals, there will be more holidays.For example, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon.It is said that you can rest for three days! "

At this moment, Huduntu's pockmarked face actually had a trace of magical satisfaction.

"And they didn't restrict our freedom, but we need to report when we go out, and we have to return at a fixed time, and we can't leave our residence without permission. Although we don't have a good life, we don't have to worry about food and clothing, especially Your mother, she is kind by nature. She knows that the sweaters she knits will be sent to those victims, and she knits them very hard. A few days ago, she was holding a sweater and talking about it. I don’t know if you can wear it warmly. I even knitted a sweater for you with my own hands using the leftovers I saved. Not to mention, it’s as ugly as it is gaudy.”

"What do you say, I think it looks pretty."

Su Tai spat and retorted.

Huduntu was talking, E Zhe was listening.

Before he knew it, his eye sockets became moist again, and E Zhe looked at his mother, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Gui Yingcha, on the other hand, quietly looked at her profuse sweat.

The marks left by smallpox on his face were obvious, making his face look like a big cake sprinkled with sesame seeds.

Speaking of which, it's really ugly.

But at this time, Huduntu, in Gui Yingcha's eyes, is more like a person with flesh and blood.

After following him for so many years, Guiying knows her sweat very well.

He is self-willed, will be rewarded for every grievance, great success, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, etc. He has taken up a series of shortcomings that a monarch should not have.

When there was no Ming Dynasty, they couldn't defeat Jiannu.

Jiannu was wiped out, and they couldn't beat Daming.However, he still always thinks that he is awesome, and often daydreams about unifying Mongolia.

In the end, it was inevitable that Chan Khan would be pushed into the abyss.

As for himself, he was also captured in the capital by the Ming people, and lived a life of working all day.

If it is him now, he will definitely make the most correct choice at the most critical time.

"Guiyingcha?"

Huduntu's voice pulled Guiying back from the fugue, and quickly straightened up and looked at him.

(End of this chapter)