Yoshida Mii

Chapter 348
When Mrs. Li heard about this, she even praised Dongbao several times, "It's the right thing to do! After all, she was sold because of your father, and she followed an old peddler when she was young, and suffered all her life. .People don’t blame anyone or hate anyone, they just want to settle down and live a good life, this money should be given!”

Soon, winter will pass and spring will come, and the spring plowing of the year will begin.There is not much work in the area of ​​Tagouji in spring, mainly planting rapeseed, weeding and hoeing the wheat field. If there is too much plant ash accumulated in the stove at home, the housewives will shovel the plant ash into the basket and carry the basket Bury the ashes in the ground to fertilize.

There was a little rain in the days before and after Qingming, and every family took advantage of this time to plow the land and grow rapeseed.

Apart from renting the land to others for planting, Dongbao’s family has set aside about [-] mu of land for themselves, [-] mu of which is cultivated land where wheat and soybeans are planted, and the remaining [-] mu is wasteland opened two years ago. Poor, not fertile enough, can only grow well-supported rapeseed.During the busy season, they hired part-time workers to do the work. During the off-season, Lin Shi and Lin Fu took a few servants from the family to finish the work in the field.

On the day of Qingming, Dong Baoxian and Lin Shi took Wanwan to visit Song Yang's grave. In the drizzle, they burned paper for Song Yang and cleaned the weeds on the grave.

At this time, Dong Bao could understand why the ancients were so fanatical in pursuing sons, but they couldn't give birth to them, so they had to adopt one or simply adopt one. If there were no sons, the grave would be covered with weeds a hundred years later and no one would care , became a lonely ghost, counting on brothers, parents and nephews?Just look at the Song family. Two years ago, they came here to burn a piece of paper and cry a little. Now, they have come here these past few years just to collect sacrifices from Dong Bao's grave. , of course a living son is more important than a dead one.

And like her, how many daughters can there be who have the ability and the heart to worship their father?

Black paper ash was flying in the drizzle in the wind. Dong Bao hugged Wan Wan and patiently explained to her: "The one lying in this dirt bag is Mother's father, you should call him Grandpa."

Wan Wan opened her eyes like black grapes, looked up in confusion and asked, "Isn't grandpa in the town? Why did he lie down in the dirt?"

"The one in the town is also a grandpa, but the one lying here is my own grandpa..." Dong Bao wanted to explain again, but was pulled back by Lin Shi.

Lin Shi smiled and said, "I'll tell her after Wanwan grows up, how can she understand now."

The rain stopped after a while, and Lin Shi took people to the field to plant rapeseed after returning home.At noon, Dong Bao led the people to cook and sent it to the field for Lin Shi and the others.

When passing by the Song family, Dong Bao heard Yang Xiaohong's bitter scolding from a distance, and when he got closer, he saw that the person Yang Xiaohong scolded was Song Bai.

Song Bai was still wearing his long gown that marked his identity as a scholar, and black cloth shoes, squatting on the ground and frowning to pick the mud on the upper of his shoes.

"Are you going to the ground or not?" Yang Xiaohong yelled, pointing at Song Bai with staring eyes.

Song Bai raised his head impatiently and said: "The three of you are enough! Why do you have to force me to go to the fields? I have never worked in the fields, and I don't know how to do it!"

Mrs. Huang, who was digging the ground, immediately turned angry. This is not bad, she dared to scold Song Bai in front of her, and she might be bullying her good son behind her back!As soon as Mrs. Huang was about to walk over, she was stopped by old man Song.

"Don't worry about it, how many more years can we work? Can he stay in the field for a lifetime?" Song old man sighed, "No matter how much you do, there is always a beginning."

Huang's mouth moved, and in the end she was reluctant to bear her son's suffering. In her eyes, if the youngest son hadn't had bad luck, he would have been an official and a lord long ago, let alone a scholar, let alone a Jinshi.

"Xiaohong, what are you talking to San'er? Hurry up and dig the land!" Mrs. Huang said loudly, wanting to call Yang Xiaohong over, don't embarrass Song Bai anymore, anyway, three people can do the six acres of land come here.

Yang Xiaohong didn't pay attention to Mrs. Huang at all. She couldn't understand Huang's calculations any more. She sneered at Song Bai, "You have to do it if you don't know how to do it! Do you think you are still a scholar? I heard it this morning. Everyone in Lin Ju Let someone go to the field to grow rapeseed, what are you, more powerful than Lin Juren?"

"I..." Song Bai blushed, "Don't patronize me, a husband is a wife, and you are a daughter-in-law like you? Qiaoxian has never asked me to go to the ground, people..."

Yang Xiaohong pinched her waist and sneered, interrupted Song Bai's words, pointed to Song Bai and said, "Go and find her! If you have the ability, go and live with her! As long as you get her back, I will make room for her! Ah Bah, isn't it just a prisoner released from prison, think I care about you?!"

Song Bai was speechless with his mouth open, turned his head away angrily, and saw Dong Bao's group walking over, and immediately ran to Huang's side like a mouse seeing a cat, pretending to help Huang Holding the plowshare.Because last time Song Bai helped the plow, he cut old man Song's leg. This time, Mrs. Huang didn't dare to let him hold the plow, and urged him to do the light work of sowing seeds.

Song Bai really didn't want to go to the ground. He felt that he was already down and out. After he was released from prison, he didn't like to go out very much, and he didn't want to see people. Everyone looked at him obediently. How could he bear it? Well, if he goes to work in the fields like the mud legs in the country, then his little dignity of a scholar will be gone.

Dong Bao casually took a look at the Song family's field. Old man Song was pulling the plow in front, and Mrs. Huang was supporting the plow behind. Throwing the rapeseed in the basket into the plowed field, there are only a few handfuls, and it is estimated that the rapeseed will be enough to grow.

When they arrived at their own land, because the family bought mules, it would save a lot of effort to plow the field with mules. Old man Lin drove the mules in front, and Lin Shi supported the plow behind.

"Don't do it, let's eat!" Aunt Qiuxia smiled and shouted from the ground, and turned to Dongbao and said, "Look at these two, they are addicted to work. They don't get tired and don't ask others to rest."

Dong Bao nodded with a smile, and echoed, "Da Shi will come over later, mother, you can talk about him well." If Lin Shi is a juror, he doesn't need to work in the fields at all, but Lin Shi insists on going to the fields, only on the land Only after hard work can we know what farming is all about, we can know the harvest of the year, and we will not be deceived by the tenants below.It's easy to throw away the shopkeeper, but in the end it's yourself who is cheating.

In fact, it was only after coming here that Dongbao discovered that her previous understanding of landlords was wrong. Only big and powerful landlords in that kind of place would not go down to the land. When the children and grandchildren go to the fields, they usually have to bring long-term workers to work, and there are landlords who paint their faces like monkey butts on TV. They are not full-time scolding and scolding maids and long-term workers. Food delivery.

Cooking is also very particular. If the rice cooked by the landlord’s wife is not good, the long-term workers will be resentful and will not work hard. There is also less food left behind. In general, there is a joke: the landlord’s family has no food left!

"Why don't dad and grandpa go home for dinner?" Wanwan asked.

Dong Bao hugged her and pointed to the plowed land and said: "It's too late, if we go home for dinner, we won't be able to finish planting rapeseed today, and we won't have any vegetable oil next year. You have to remember a word, people mistakenly , Misleading people for a year!"

Children of Wan Wan's age are at the stage of a blank slate. They will remember what the adults teach and develop in the direction of the adults' teaching.No matter what kind of person Wanwan will marry in the future, Dongbao doesn't want her daughter to grow up to be a dull lady who doesn't work hard and doesn't know the grain. Let her see how to plant crops, grow vegetables, and how to harvest.

As a housewife, I don't even know how much food is produced per mu, or how many eggs a chicken can lay every day. How can I be a good family?

One month after the rapeseed was planted, green and tender rapeseed seedlings came out. At this time, the rapeseed seedlings should be picked, and the rapeseed seedlings that were too dense should be pulled out, otherwise the rapeseed would not grow well if the rapeseed was planted too densely.There is no need to throw away the rape seedlings that have been pulled out. They are dried and cut into minces, and mixed with minced meat vermicelli to make stuffed buns, which taste very good.

Many people saw the rapeseed field of the Song family, and covered their mouths with smirks and left.Generally, in order to prevent the rapeseeds from germinating less, they will sow more seeds. For example, the Lin family sprinkles the rapeseed buns very densely in order to order a variety of rapeseed buns, but there is no one like the Song family. It is a large piece of sparsely populated land with only a few rapeseed sprouts.

Old man Song and Mrs. Huang sighed deeply, picked out the rapeseed that had sprouted a lot, and transplanted it to a sparse place. The rapeseed has been rectified.If it is not moved, this season's rapeseed will be scrapped.In order to save money, the Song family seldom use oil when cooking, and most of the rapeseed they harvest is kept for money to subsidize the family.

"I just said not to let San'er go to the ground, he doesn't know how to do this rough work! We have to do it again, it's a waste of time!" Huang's back was sore and sore, and she couldn't help complaining to old man Song, "San'er The daughter-in-law is too aggressive, she dared to scold San'er in front of us, oh...it's a bad marriage..."

Old man Song stood leaning on a hoe in the setting sun of the spring day with his back supported. He was silent for a long time before he said, "Lin Juren... sees the sky leading people to work in the fields..."

Huang was speechless and sighed, "The three of us are different... He has never worked since he was a child, so he can't do it... He is thin-skinned, just came out of that place, he feels uncomfortable and afraid of seeing people... He and the Lin family That kid is different!"

The eldest grandson and the younger son are the lifeblood of the elderly.

In the Song family, Song Bai was the lifeblood of the old man Song and the Huang family. Regardless of whether Song Yang or Song Yu, together they were no match for Song Bai's finger.

(End of this chapter)