How to survive in poverty: I use a simulator to farm

After Chen Yixuan didn't think about catching wild boars, he stayed at home every day and taught his wife, children, and nephew to read.

Sometimes, when Chen Feiyan saw that he was tired, she took the initiative to tell him the stories she had read.

Chen Feiyan has already told the story of the Three Kingdoms twice.

She just talked about Journey to the West.

Of course, she couldn't recite the original text of Journey to the West.

But she watched the TV series Journey to the West countless times when she was a child.

She used her own language to process and polish the plot of Journey to the West. Therefore, when Chen Feiyan told Journey to the West, it was always the Journey to the West that she had modified.

After finishing Xihongji, she told them about the novel "A Dream of Red Mansions".

It was impossible for her to tell them the Dream of Red Mansions exactly as it was written in the book. She told them stories based on her past memories.

Sometimes, she told the story confusingly, but these people at home really had no entertainment activities, so they still listened with interest.

After listening, they each had their own understandings, and they would savor it carefully before going to bed at night.

So during this period of time, Chen Yixuan has been thinking about Sun Wukong.

He thinks Sun Wukong is really amazing.

Sun Dasheng has a tenacity that ordinary people don't have.

……

It's already snowing outside. Moreover, the sound of heavy snow falling outside could be heard by everyone inside.

It felt like the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Wang Yingying, who was sleeping in her room, was a little worried.

She pushed back and pushed Chen Yixing beside her: "Master, should we go out and see how much snow is falling outside?"

Chen Yixing was lying on the warm kang, covered with a linen quilt stuffed with chicken, duck and goose feathers.

When he heard this, he shook his head subconsciously: "Daughter-in-law, didn't you hear the sound outside? It's snowing a lot outside now. There were such big snow beads outside this morning! It's so cold God, I’m not going out!”

Wang Yingying frowned and said, "But if the snow on our roof is not cleared in time, will it collapse our roof?"

Chen Yixing laughed when he heard this.

"Daughter-in-law, then you are overthinking it!"

"When our brother, sister-in-law and his wife paid for the construction of such a new house, they thought it was ready. How much slope should our roof have?"

"As long as the snow on our roof accumulates to a certain thickness, it will slide down from the eaves on its own. So I say that our house will not be crushed by heavy snow."

After hearing her man's explanation, Wang Yingying still felt a little uneasy.

She patted the linen quilt on her body and said, "Master, but I always feel that this year is different from previous years!"

When Chen Yixing heard this, he smiled helplessly: "Daughter-in-law, I don't know you yet? You say this every year!"

After saying this, his own tone suddenly changed.

"However, I also feel that your feeling is right. Compared with previous years, this year does seem to be different."

"It snowed heavily in previous years, but it doesn't seem to be as heavy as this year, right?"

"It feels like the shepherds on our northern grassland will be hit by the White Disaster again this year. However, the mountains are blocked by heavy snow. The snow in many places can reach waist level. I guess they want to come here to grab food now, but they don't have the conditions." When Wang Yingying heard this, she immediately laughed.

"Oh~, boss, do you think they are willing to come over and grab food?"

"Think about it for yourself, which dynasty is easy to mess with among the people living south of them? When they come, there will be casualties. Everyone is afraid of death. Those who are not afraid of death are crazy. I think they do it every year They come to fight the autumn wind in autumn. Essentially, they are forced to do so. They also want to survive."

"In order to survive those people on the grassland, many Huns moved south directly. They lived among us here. Over time, we became a family."

"Especially the Xianbei people in the north, they are so smart! They know that living on the northern grasslands, the people at the bottom are living too hard. Like half of the Huns, they gradually moved southward and finally established the Northern Wei Dynasty. .It also unified many places in the south."

When Chen Yixing saw his wife talking about history late at night, talking with gusto and her eyes shining, he sat up from the bed after a moment.

He felt that his wife was a little strange late at night.

"Daughter-in-law, where did you hear these words?"

Wang Yingying smiled and said: "Who else could it be? Didn't you hear it from our sister-in-law?"

"I feel like their sister-in-law read a lot of history books before!"

"She talked about those historical relics and historical stories. She could talk a lot in one breath. After I listened to the history she told, I became more and more fond of history."

"History is not just the stories of a person or a group of people. It is also of great help to us."

When Chen Yixing saw his wife say such words, he laughed immediately.

"Well, I also liked history when I was little. At that time, my grandfather also loved to tell us history."

"And my grandfather not only likes to tell me history, he also likes to tell me about his own past and the things about people in and outside the village."

When Wang Yingying heard these words, he became curious about his grandfather.

"Master, can you tell me who your grandfather was before and what happened to him later?"

Chen Yixing smiled: "My grandfather, his status is quite noble. If my great-grandfather had not died of an accident on his way back to the capital, then my grandfather and his brothers would have returned together. In my great-great-grandfather’s family.”

"If that's the case, I won't be able to stay in this Chenjia Village in my life, and I won't be able to meet you."

Wang Yingying became a little unhappy when she heard this.

"There is a saying that a marriage of a thousand miles is tied by a thread. Even if you are not in Chenjiacun, if your marriage with me is always closely connected, then we will still be an inseparable couple in this life."

"We will still have a son and a daughter."

When Wang Yingying said this, she started talking about her children again.

"Master, do you think we should marry our son a wife after the Chinese New Year this year?"

"Our son is already seventeen years old this year. If we don't get him a wife, it will be impossible for him to find a good one by then."

Chen Yixing listened and asked directly.

"Daughter-in-law, what do you think? What kind of marriage do you want for your son?"

Wang Yingying said with a smile: "My request is very simple."

"I just hope that my son can find someone young and beautiful, with a gentle temperament. She must be a virtuous kind. She also has a skill and can make money. Her parents are also easy to get along with. If she and If I am an only child, that would be even better!"