The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 122 "Happy Cockroach" in Hongjiacun

Fang Yu became even more annoyed when he heard that he wanted to go to Baoding Governor Yang Wenyue.

But as smart as he is, he knows not to get angry at this time, otherwise he will really not be able to explain clearly.

Fang Yu tried hard to control the urge to kick people, and explained calmly: "You have misunderstood, I am not interested in this."

If the young master said he is not interested, then he must be not interested. Liu Ji scratched his head and asked doubtfully: "Why won't the young master accept Rulan and Huahua?"

"I have said before, they are still young and inappropriate."

Liu Ji was embarrassed: "But the older ones are already married, and the rest are just..."

Fang Yu interrupted him and agreed repeatedly: "Yes, yes! I like those who are married. You all should get out quickly. I have something else to do."

Everyone suddenly realized.

Over there, Zhang Dehai and Old Man Zhao were still talking at the stairs. They fell silent instantly, especially Zhang Dehai, whose mouth was slightly open and the expression on his face was very wonderful.

The two brothers, sophomores and juniors, walked out the door, turned left, and walked toward the tool room.

The two of them remained silent all the way, and the atmosphere was slightly silent.

It wasn't until he was approaching the door of the room that the senior year finally called out: "Brother."

The sophomore in high school stopped.

Looking back, he saw that his brother's eyes were red.

"Master said, can we still see my little sister?"

The high school sophomore nodded and said with a grin: "How can it be false? Young Master said we can see it, then we will definitely see it!"

After Gao Xiaomei left that day, they were unwilling to give up and left the refugee team alone to search for several days.

Until the bandits arrived and captured Suizhou City. (In February of the 15th year of Chongzhen, the "Hundred Thousand Thousand People" attacked Suizhou again)
Wherever the bandits went, they were like locusts passing through. Inside the city, there were flames rising into the sky, and outside the city, there were corpses in the wild. The two of them didn't say anything, but they knew in their hearts that their little sister might never be found.

until today……

The two brothers have become knotted over someone they both care about. (Fang Yu: I really don’t mean that...)
The senior high school student wiped away his tears and said seriously: "Brother, I want to go with you to suppress the bandits. After the bandits are all dead, I also want to go back to Henan."

The sophomore in high school understands what he means, but returning to Henan is something that will happen in the future, and the matter of suppressing bandits is still stuck.

His plan was still in his stomach. Before he went to the weapons department, Lao Liu came to see him first.

Lao Liu said that Yang Wenyue had placed an urgent order for four thousand matchlock guns (Sun Chuanting sponsored it, and Yang Wenyue became a wealthy man). He asked the sophomore if he could defer the payment for the two hundred matchlock guns from the security team?

And that bitch Liu Ji, when he heard that the second grade of high school was going to lead a team to suppress bandits, he almost knelt down and begged the second grade of high school to stop burdening his logistics department.

"What the hell! These bastards are always smiling and smiling, but when something happens they show no mercy at all!"

The sophomore in high school spat hard in his heart, feeling deep hatred for these people who hindered his progress. He already understood that he had made a mistake in this matter. Without the Young Master's approval, any so-called "cross-departmental coordination" would be self-defeating.

It's just that it's not an easy thing to move the young master.

The sophomore in high school was worried that the suppression of bandits would turn into a "Lao Lai proposal" and be discussed for a long time. What he didn't know was that something was happening in Hongjia Village on the other side of the Juma River.

And this incident will provide the most sufficient reason for his anti-bandit action.

Hong Qi worked in the crop fields early in the morning and stayed busy until noon, reluctant to take time to go home for lunch.

Although there is no need to carry water to irrigate the fields now, since ancient times there have only been lazy farmers and there have never been lazy crops. As long as you are willing, the work in the fields will never be finished.

Hong Qi had just finished clearing a row of crops, and now he couldn't help but turn to the edge of the field embankment to check carefully, fearing that there was a small hole somewhere that would allow water from the ditch to flow into the field and soak the crops.

Well, this is the third time this morning that he has turned to the edge of the field embankment...

In fact, even if there are a few more holes, it is unlikely that the crops will be damaged in a short while.

But who makes him like to do this kind of thing? Just like the demolition households of later generations who like to check their account balances when they have nothing to do, he is already familiar with the balance figures in his heart, but if he takes a second look, he will feel a little more happy.

Hong Qi is completely in line with this mentality now. The rolling Tianhe water is his account balance. This "balance" is so much that it makes his heart feel hot. It is so much that he can't help laughing like a pig just standing here. .

The mother-in-law had just arrived, and the lunch she brought was still a rye cake and a bowl of vegetable soup.

This wheat cake was filled with sawdust (tender tree roots) and river moss, which would easily scratch your throat when eaten dry. Hong Qi took a few mouthfuls of the vegetable soup, and then urged his mother-in-law to go back quickly.

Um, you have to ask, if the owner of Xincheng gave Hong Qi a super rice as a gift, why doesn't Hong Qi eat white rice and vegetable porridge?
White rice is a proper refined and refined grain in this era. Is it something that farmers like them can eat? Even the so-called white rice porridge at Mr. Zhong, a wealthy family in the village, is made of bran and broken rice husks.

After Hong Qi got the rice given by Fang Dong's family, he distributed most of it to other members of the clan, and hid the rest like a treasure, only to take it out when the famine became severe and go to the county town to exchange for a few bags of coarse grains. .

Of course, because his son was so greedy, Hong Qi once picked out some broken rice crumbs and cooked him half a bowl of porridge... Oh, he especially remembered the delicious smell in that pot! It made a man in his forties drool half a pound.

In short, the lives of the villagers in Hongqi and even Hongjia Village are still the same, but now the villagers have a lot more smiles when they meet.

Just because the gods descended a river of heaven and gave them something called hope.

This hope is enough for them to survive the fifteen years of Chongzhen like tenacious cockroaches. (Fang Shenzi arrived too late. He saved the crops but could not save the harvest)
There was light in Hong Qi's eyes, and the usually fierce woman began to show all her tenderness... Just before leaving, she twisted her waist and asked Hong Qi to wash his arms in the ditch when he returned home.

"Hmph! I work so hard to take care of the crops during the day, and I have to take care of you at night."

Hong Qishui understood the mother-in-law's hint in seconds.

After scolding his mother-in-law, Hong Qi continued to work in the crops. However, after a while, he heard someone calling him: "Lao Qi! Lao Qi!"

Hong Qi looked up and saw the man running over in a hurry, saying impatiently: "Oh, why are you still working here? Go back quickly! The Zhong family is here to collect food!"

Harvest food? Hong Qi was confused for a moment.

(End of this chapter)