Ma Erniang's Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 59
Xiaowang Village was not far from the town, so Ma Min'er and Fu Xiaoyou headed towards the town one after the other.

From the west of the village all the way to the east of the village, the country roads are full of people, some are tending the fields, some are young ladies and boys picking wild vegetables, and some idlers and vagrants. very different.

Whether it's appearance or manner, even wearing linen is so good, like a young lady in the city.

The boys and girls looked at her unconsciously, "The clothes on Ma's second mother are so beautiful."

"He's from Beijing, so why not look good?"

"But this linen seems to be bought from us."

"That family's craftsmanship is the craftsmanship of Jingli."

"It would be great if I could learn a thing or two from her."

"What's the use of learning, your mother won't pull fine linen for you, even if it's sackcloth, you won't be able to buy it until the Chinese New Year."

The choked little lady squatted down angrily to pick wild vegetables, yes, what's the use of learning, anyway, I don't have money to buy linen.

Walking to the east of the village, passing by the Luo family's old house, the Ma family's concubine lived there, there were people at the front and back gates of the yard, they also saw Ma Min'er, some dismissed it, some curled their lips, but they didn't take it seriously anyway.

Ma Min'er pretended that she didn't see the faces of these people, and thought, as long as you don't steal vegetables and don't trouble my family, it's easy to say, if you want to steal vegetables and squeeze my father, I want you to look good.

Ma Qiguang's daughter, Ma Rou'er, was going to the town to buy some needles and thread with several other cousins. When she saw her, she raised her forehead and cast a cold glance, "No matter how beautiful the flowers are embroidered on the clothes, they are made of linen." .”

"That's right, it looks like we are wearing silk." Ma Laoqi's daughter Ma Zhi'er followed suit.

Ma'er's daughter, Ma Jian'er, glanced at Ma Min'er who was passing by and said nothing. After she passed by, she said, "The sun is gradually coming up, let's go back early."

"Sister Jian'er, why don't I go to Pingding County?" Ma Rou'er disliked the unappreciated things in the small shops in Yunshui Town.

Ma Jian'er is very old, she is 17 years old this year, if she hadn't been exiled, she would have been married in Beijing, but unfortunately with her grandfather's decline, her marriage has also faded, and now she is not interested in anything, "Ten It’s a few miles away, and there’s no carriage, how can I get there?”

Ma Rou'er stomped her feet unwillingly, "I heard that Ma Erniang often walks to the county seat."

"She has no mother to control her. It's not proper to follow her father. You want to be like her." Ma Jia'er sneered.

Ma Rou'er pouted again, turned around and headed towards the town.

Asking Shen Houer to make a simple carriage is not a big deal, "Er Niang, don't worry, I will take care of it on my uncle."

"Thank you, Uncle Shen."

"Second mother, don't be polite to uncle in the future."

"Hee hee, thank you too."

"You little lady." Shen Hou'er shook his head and laughed.

By the patio of the yard, Shen Zhi'er stood at the door of the Moon Cave and looked at the radiant little lady, envious, but his father had never been so close to him before?

Seeing that the weather is getting colder, Ma Miner has been growing Champa rice for more than a month, and the speed at which she sees it is earing, attracting villagers to come and stop.

"God, what did I see?" Someone exclaimed.

"Of course it's rice. Although the grains are long and thin, they really grow out. The time is still so short."

"It's been a long time since we met!"

"It's true. Our Yizhou is located in the north and dry. Since ancient times, wheat has been mainly grown. I didn't expect to grow rice. It's really unimaginable."

……

In the yamen of Yunshui Town, Li Tingchang has received a letter from his superiors, saying that he can get the winter wheat seeds, and he is very happy. He heard the small officials talking about the Ma family's concubine planting rice. Unexpectedly, it was actually grown into up.He rolled his old eyes, looked down at the letter, his eyebrows moved again and again.

When Ma Min'er and her father passed by the small road at the head of the field, they just smiled when they heard the discussions of the villagers, and went to the county seat in a cart pulled by a little donkey.Today they are mainly going to send embroidery work, the embroidery used for birthday celebrations——Hundred Shoutu.

When I entered the city, I found that the streets in the city were not as lively as usual, and there was a solemn coldness. What's the matter?Ma Min'er jumped off the cart and waited for a while before stopping a passerby: "Uncle, why is there no one in the county today?"

"Everyone has arrived at Caishikou, so of course it's gone."

"What are you doing there?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. Seeing that the young lady opposite him was still young, he laughed: "Of course it's the beheading of the prisoner."

"Behead what prisoner?"

"The rogue bandits captured by General Xia in Wu County."

"It turned out to be like this." Ma Min'er remembered what Zhang Nianmei said when she went to the military camp to sell vegetables a few days ago.

"Big brother, do you want to go see it?" a passer-by asked.

Ma Qifeng was afraid of scaring the child, so he was about to shake his head, but his daughter answered, "Then go and see with uncle."

"Min'er, be careful of having nightmares at night." Ma Qifeng frowned.

Ma Min'er giggled: "Father, we left before killing people." I often see it in movies and TV dramas, and she wants to see what it's like to kill someone in a real vegetable market.

"Are you sure you left before killing someone?" Ma Qifeng didn't believe his bold daughter.

"Father, I'm afraid of having nightmares!" Ma Min'er smiled mischievously, but in fact, she really didn't dare to watch the beheading, she just wanted to feel the ancient magic field.

Niu Dabao swung his whip and drove the little donkey and the middle-aged man to Caishikou.

In Xu's Embroidery Workshop, Mrs. Xu Wu was arranging a shop, and said to Xiao Ju, "I don't think there are any customers, just keep an eye on the door."

"Yes, shopkeeper." Xiao Ju replied with a smile.

Xu Wushi nodded and returned to the backyard, "Wanniang, you really want to go."

"Yes, everyone, go and see. I heard that those bandits have eaten people." Wu Wanyi patted her chest in fear.

"People haven't gone yet, I'm afraid it will be like this, why do you have to join in the fun." Xu Wu said dissatisfied.

"Shaolin, he is going to be an official in the future, so let him go and have a look now, it's right to exercise." Wu Wanyi smiled at her younger brother, "Your brother, do you think so?"

Xu Wu said: "Your father is the magistrate of Pingding County, there must be him in the execution ground, wouldn't it be better for you to let your father take the young master there?"

Wu Wanyi said angrily: "Forget it, those two fathers, I'm too lazy to let Shaolin follow them, but instead make Shaolin, the son of a son, look like a son of a bastard."

"You... I can't say enough about you." Xu Wushi said: "Let's go, my family has already prepared everything."

"Thank you, Aunt Xu."

At Caishikou, there was a huge crowd of people in front of the execution ground. Ma Miner and the others went there late, so they couldn't squeeze in. She pouted at the crowd, "Father, let's go back."

Ma Qifeng shook his head helplessly, "I told you, don't come here."

"I didn't know there were so many people."

"Murder and beheading is a big event, and of course there are many people watching the excitement." Ma Qifeng said.

"That's true." Ma Min'er turned around, "Father, let's go to the embroidery workshop."

"Ok!"

Ma Qifeng and his daughter left Caishikou, and as soon as they turned to the street, they heard someone calling, "Sister, sister..."

"Brother Zhang, why are you here?" Ma Min'er looked for the voice, there was a restaurant on the side of the street, and Zhang Nianmei was calling him from the window.

"I'll order food." Zhang Nianmei called out.

"Oh." Ma Min'er leaned against the window of the restaurant, raised her face, "Then you should be busy."

"Are you here to see the scene?" Zhang Nianmei asked.

"Ah."

"Didn't squeeze in?"

"Yeah, there are too many people."

"Do you want me to take you there?"

"Will it delay work?" Ma Min'er was a little moved.

Zhang Nianmei asked: "The meal has been ordered, and I happen to be going down too."

After a while, Zhang Nianmei came down from the second floor with a few guards and turned to the street, "Follow me—"

Ma Min'er looked at his father with an itchy look, which made it hard to refuse, what can be done, the general is so enthusiastic, why can't he let his daughter go.

Seeing that her father agreed, Ma Min'er trotted to catch up with Zhang Nianmei, "Brother Zhang, I'll just take a look and come out before beheading."

Zhang Nianmei, wearing military armor and holding a big knife, turned her head and smiled, "Don't dare to look at it?"

"Yes, I'm afraid of having nightmares at night." Ma Min'er nodded and smiled.

Zhang Nianmei said: "For a young lady like you, it's true, okay, wait a minute, you walk from the back alley of Caishikou, and when you leave, don't say hello if you see me busy."

"Thank you, Brother Zhang, you are really thoughtful."

"It's good to have a brother."

"Hee hee, that's—"

"Ha ha--"

Zhang Nianmei took Ma's father and daughter to the back street. There was no one there, and soon they arrived at the temporary office behind the execution platform. Before they reached the door, they heard the sound of fighting.

Zhang Nianmei swished out the knife and spun into the temporary office like the wind.Ma's father and daughter were left at the door, and Ma Min'er was so frightened that she hurriedly dragged his father to find a place to hide.

Just hiding behind a certain tree in the alley, the fighting crowd came out of the temporary office. They turned out to be prisoners in handcuffs and shackles. My God, they were so fierce that they couldn't even lock the wooden shackles and iron chains. Ma Min'er was so frightened. Leaning into Dad's arms, no way, I'm going to die just after passing through, it's too miserable.

The bandits in Erqiao Mountain were indeed not built. They were about to be beheaded on the execution platform, but they broke free before they were taken to the platform.

But they forgot that what they were facing was Xia Zhen, the wolf and tiger general of Yizhou. It was useless to be dying in front of him. He swung his big knife and slashed every time. His viciousness was stronger than that of jackals. And nothing less.

Clang... puff...

Ma Min'er, who closed her eyes, quietly opened a slit of her eyes, oh my mother, she actually saw what is called "white knife in and red knife out". ', and the person holding the knife is that handsome little general.

Ma Min'er, who was born in a peaceful era, fainted from fright and limp in her father's arms. Like her younger sister, Xiao Yue'er, she had a high fever, and it took a long time for her inner fear to disappear.

What does it mean not to die, one second before fainting, Ma Min'er thought, she is like this, why come to the practice field, don't you know that these people are the most dangerous when they are desperate?After waking up, Ma Min'er swore that she would take a detour when she saw Xia Zhen in the future, he...he...he was too bloody and violent!
"Min'er—" Ma Qifeng cried out.

Xia Zhen, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, suddenly looked over, his bloodshot eyes were tightly closed, and the hand holding the knife paused. Taking advantage of the opponent's distraction, the bandit swung the wooden yoke that cuffed his hands and smashed at him. He, "You bastard is more cruel than me, you won't give me any way to survive, I will fight you..."

Xia Zhen withdrew his gaze suddenly, his eyes were dark, he raised his big knife and slashed at the bandit leader fiercely.

"what……"

Seeing that the little general succeeded in counterattacking, Zhang Nianmei remembered that the father and daughter of the Ma family were in the back alley, and hurriedly waved for the soldiers to protect them, and shouted, "Take her away quickly... take her away..."

Ma Qifeng hugged his daughter tremblingly, and under the cover of the soldiers, he left the alley and the vegetable market entrance, hesitating where to go, Niu Dabao stepped forward, "Master, what's going on?"

"I was scared." Ma Qifeng's face turned pale.

"Then...then go to the medical clinic?" Niu Dabao recalled how he dealt with the little boss last time when he was frightened.

"Yes, yes, yes..." After being reminded, Ma Qifeng finally got his way.

In the medical hall, the old doctor scolded angrily: "Young man, how can you be a father? If I remember correctly, this is your second child who was frightened, right?"

"Yes... yes..." Ma Qifeng doesn't regret it, doesn't he blame himself? Brushed the child's mind.

"Yes, yes, now that I know I regret it, I should have gone somewhere a long time ago." The old doctor kept muttering.

"I...I..." Ma Qifeng wanted to scratch his head impatiently, but he held the child in both hands, and he didn't even have a place to vent.

"Alas..." The old man let out a long sigh, "Where is the child's mother?"

"It's gone." Ma Qifeng lowered his head, tears streaming down his face.

"Hey, why are you crying like a big man?" The old man was shocked!
"I... I didn't cry, I just felt that I was useless and made the child suffer." Ma Qifeng quickly wiped away his tears, feeling ashamed himself.

The old doctor shook his head, didn't dare to say anything, and moxibusted the child a few times with a needle.

Ma Min'er slowly woke up from the acupuncture, slowly opened her eyes, and her father was wiping tears in front of her, "Dad, I'm sorry, I won't dare to join in the fun next time."

"Min'er—you scared Dad, if you have something, how can I feel sorry for your mother." Ma Qifeng choked his throat.

"Dad, I'm sorry."

"Min'er, my daughter..." Ma Qifeng hugged his daughter tightly in his arms, as if he was surprised and happy when he found it again.

"Alas..." Seeing that the young lady had woken up, the old man beckoned to the young man, "Weighed three doses of the prescription."

"Yes, Master."

Walking out of the hospital, Ma Min'er looked up at the sky, her legs were limp, and she couldn't even walk.

Niu Dabao came out from the corner of the street, and hurriedly led the donkey cart to Xiaodong's house, "Little Boss, hurry up."

"Let me carry her into the car." Ma Qifeng carried her daughter into the car, "Let's go back."

"Father, you should send your embroidery work to someone else." Ma Min'er said listlessly.

"Tomorrow will be the same."

"Father, it's okay. I won't get out of the car. You can go see it off. People can't keep their promises."

"You, you..." Ma Qifeng was really angry and had nothing to do with his daughter. Seeing her frightened little face was sallow, he couldn't bear to scold her. Raising children is indeed a debt.

"My boss..." Niu Dabao waited for his boss to make a decision.

"Go to the embroidery workshop."

"Yes, Master."

Ma Qifeng climbed into the donkey cart, which was not big. In order to prevent the donkey from being heavy, the cart pulled behind it was not big enough to accommodate two adults and two children, and put some things on it. In order to prevent it from being rained, Only very light reeds were used to make a simple canopy, but the carriage was made by the carpenter Shen Houer, which is very solid and easy to use.

After going around two or three streets, they arrived at Xu's Embroidery Workshop. Due to the unexpected incident at Caishikou, people quickly dispersed, and Xu Wu's returned to the shop with the lady and young master of the owner.

Mrs. Xu Wu was explaining to the little girl how to prepare lunch at the back. There was only Xiaoju at the front counter, but she went to the latrine and invited the lady from the owner to stand at the counter. She came over generously and asked, "Lang Jun...is..." When she raised her eyes, she didn't expect that the visitor was so clear and handsome, refined and gentle, and his tongue was unknowingly tied.

Ma Qifeng has a literati temperament that is rare for a man in a small county, and Qing Qu's figure is free from worldly fireworks, making people forget about daily necessities, and his heart is full of poetic and picturesque.

"Where's shopkeeper Xu?" Ma Qifeng didn't know the little lady behind the counter, seeing that she looked like a buddy but not a buddy, he asked after a pause.

"Mr. Lang, wait a moment, I'll call for you." Mo Wanyi realized that she had lost her composure, and hurriedly called someone to hide in the room.

Mrs. Xu Wu had already come out from the back kitchen and saw the eldest lady kept looking outside, "What's the matter, eldest lady?"

"Xiaoju went to Mao Lai, there is a guest."

"This damn girl, shit whenever she has something to do, what's the use of her." Mrs. Xu cursed angrily.

"Aunt Xu, go quickly." Wu Wanyi reminded.

"Got it," Xu Wushi just wanted to go to the front, then paused and said, "Ma'am, the young master is reading inside, you go and take care of it."

"En!" Mo Wanyi nodded, then turned around and took the girl to the inner courtyard.

"So it's you!" As soon as he got to the front, Xu Wu greeted him with a smile.

"Yes, Shopkeeper Xu."

"You didn't come last time, that..."

"My daughter told me that I have already embroidered it. I wonder if it is the pattern you want." Ma Qifeng said while taking out the picture of Baishou.

The red silk and satin are embroidered with a hundred characters of longevity in large and small sizes with ink thread. Can't stick to the edge.

"It's so festive." Mrs. Xu said, "Mr. Lang, the hundred longevity characters are well embroidered, and the surrounding flowers and borders are all good."

Ma Qifeng was worried about his daughter, so he didn't say much, and waited for the other party to pay the bill.

Mrs. Xu Wu finally gave Baliang, "I provided all these threads and satin. You don't think the price is low, sir."

"The shopkeeper Xu said he went there, the price is quite fair."

"It's refreshing to do business with Mr. Xu." Xu Wu said, "Well, I'll give you some summer cloth for middle clothes, so that we can do business next time. If you have handkerchief sachets and silk sash, you can still sell them to my house." .”

"Thank you, Shopkeeper Xu." After thinking for a while, the weather was getting colder and it was time to wear jackets. Ma Qifeng bought thick linen and went back to make a robe.

Ma Qifeng took the cloth and silk thread and silk cloth for embroidery, went to the grain store and butcher shop to buy some grain and meat, and then went back. His daughter was like this, and he was thinking about shopping there.

They drove the donkey cart to the city gate, but they heard a lot about the rogues and bandits on the way. They didn't stop to listen, but they couldn't stop the pedestrians from discussing it.

"Sure enough, he is the descendant of General Zhen Guo's mansion. He can easily kill the bandits."

"That is, the former general killed the enemy's army in such a frightened manner that he dared not invade our Yizhou for many years."

"No, I've heard people say that there are bandits in other counties and villages in Yizhou, but we don't have them in Pingding County, which is the most peaceful."

"Then don't look at who is in our Pingding County."

"Haha, thanks to the garrison of the General's Mansion here, we have been blessed."

"Yeah, if the little general wasn't here, we would have dared to sleep soundly at night, so those gangsters killed well just now."

"Yes, good kill..."

Until now, Ma Min'er didn't know why Pingding County and Yunshui Town were so peaceful and allowed people to sleep peacefully. It turned out to be his credit, and the blood red in front of her eyes seemed not so intense.

However, he is a general and has his battlefield for killing; I am a small citizen and have my simple life, so I'll take a detour in the future!
Unexpectedly, Ma Min'er had a nightmare at night, but she is not Xiao Yue'er after all, she has the soul of an adult, she knows how to regulate herself, and didn't bother her father. go to sleep.

I fell asleep until noon the next day, and opened my eyes amidst the sound of ticking rain.

"Second Sister, are you awake?" Xiao Yueer stood by Ma Miner's side.

"it's raining outside?"

"Well, Second Sister, you are really smart. When you said it was going to rain, it started to rain."

Ma Min'er smiled lightly: "I'm probably cloudy."

"Second Sister, what does it mean to be cloudy?"

"It's rheumatism or headache, they will show it before it rains, reminding the body that it's going to rain." Ma Min'er explained.

Xiao Yueer frowned and asked: "Second Sister, do you have rheumatism or a headache?"

"..." Ma Min'er thought about filling the hole she dug herself, "My head hurts a little."

"Is it important, do you want to see the doctor?" Xiao Yueer asked nervously.

"It's okay, it will be fine when the weather clears up."

"Then God, hurry up and have a sunny day."

Ma Min'er turned around and took the outer shirt, "Hey, why do you have new clothes?"

Ma Yue'er grinned her teeth, "You are sick, daddy was the first to make you a skirt and a suit of underwear."

"From yesterday afternoon to now?"

Ma Yueer nodded vigorously, "Yes."

"Father is right, and I'm not in a hurry. If he does this, his eyes will be tired."

"Second Sister, then hurry up and show Dad."

Ma Min'er was touched and felt sorry, picked up the new coat and skirt, groped a few times, and quickly put the clothes on her upper body. After turning around, they were really pretty, tending to beige pink, neither The adult-like beige is not too pink and tender, and the pleated skirt on the lower body is light gray, which is both dirt-resistant and light. Dad is really a master of color matching, and the whole skirt looks full of high-end.

"Father, I'll go and show him."

"Father is learning how to cook lunch."

"Ah, it's noon!"

Xiao Yue'er pouted and nodded, looking aggrieved.

"Are you hungry?"

"Ah."

"My God." Ma Min'er lifted her skirt and walked through the corridor into the small kitchen, "Father—"

Ma Qifeng was kneading the dough, and the dough was almost like shit, it was horrible.

"Haha..." Ma Min'er was amused by her father's cooking skills.

Ma Qifeng shook his head, "Don't laugh at Dad."

Ma Dalang came out from behind the stove, "Sister, the hot water is ready."

"I see." Ma Min'er quickly scooped up water to wash her hands, and took his father's dough, "This side has not been fermented, so we will make a leek box today."

"Wow, I like to eat!" Ma Sanlang clapped his little hands and shouted.

"Okay, the second sister will make it for you to eat." Ma Min'er said: "But I need your help."

"Second sister, tell me, how can we help?"

"Brother, help me wash the handful of leeks at the door." Ma Min'er said, "I guess Aunt Shi brought these leeks over."

"Big sister guessed right." Ma Dalang saw his younger sister alive again, and unconsciously opened his frowning brows with a smile on his face.

"Father, I'll teach you how to knead dough."

"Okay." Ma Qifeng humbly learned from his daughter.

"Little sister, take a ladle and fetch some eggs."

"Okay, Second Sister."

"Second sister, second sister, what about me?" Ma Sanlang asked anxiously.

"Use an umbrella and help my sister pull out some green onions and some wild garlic."

"Yes, Second Sister."

Under the command of Ma Min'er, the whole family is mobilized. What's more interesting than cooking and eating at home on a rainy day?

Ma Min'er took out the salted meat. In this weather, there is no refrigerator and no well, so the meat can only be preserved with salt. Fortunately, the meat was bought yesterday, and the salt has not been soaked in it yet. Destroying the umami taste of the meat, but not too bland, it is really good for making soup. After cooking, put in chopped radish pieces to remove the oil. Drinking this soup will keep it warm to the stomach.

While making the soup, wrap the leek box, which is very big, and each person packs two, a total of ten, which is enough for a meal.

"Second Sister, can you see if I'm pinching the lace tightly?"

"very good."

"Hee hee..." Ma Sanlang was praised, his big eyes narrowed into a smile.

Ma Min'er couldn't help but tap her younger brother's little nose with her hands.

"Second sister, you are bad."

"Haha, who made you cute!" Ma Min'er exclaimed, "Open the pan and fry it, and you can eat right away."

Ma Qifeng washed his hands well and sat at the small table, watching his eldest daughter being as lively and lively as before, and finally relaxed, with a smile on his face, watching the child make a leek box, with his ears slightly turned to the outside, raindrops On the wooden roof, flowing down the verandah, I feel that the years are particularly quiet.

"Father, I'll put the table in the corridor and eat while listening to the rain, okay?"

"It's fine if you say yes." Ma Qifeng stood up and moved the table.

"Father, you are so kind."

"Smooter."

"Haha..." Ma Min'er smiled heartily.

In the barracks, Xia Zhen sat at the dining table, staring at the dishes on the table, but did not move her chopsticks.

Mr. Tian didn't come forward to persuade or fight today, because he knew that even if he made jokes, the little general might not be able to eat his meal.

Xiaowen, the close servant, winked at him a few times, but Mr. Tian just kept his face and ate his own. What does that mean, the master doesn't eat it, and you, a military adviser, are hiding the taste here.

Xiaowen looked at the rain curtain outside, "How about I call Mr. Zhuang over?" After speaking, he turned his head and looked at the master who was still in a daze, and walked out quietly. Jing Mo was taking a nap with his sword in his arms. voice, opened his eyes, "what's the matter?"

"Can I call Mr. Zhuang?"

"He is busy suppressing bandits and mopping things up."

"I know, otherwise, you can call General Zhang over."

"The note in that chapter slipped like a loach. Seeing that the owner was in a bad mood, he ran away a long time ago." Jing Mo knew it well.

"You must call one." Xiaowen shouted anxiously.

Jing Mo put down his sword-holding hand, "Understood."

Zhuang Hao (hào) seldom eats with the little general, not because he is embarrassed or anything, but mainly because he can't stand the little master's single-word accent, and he is afraid that the food he eats will not be digested.

"Mr. Zhuang, hurry up!" Jingmo Baojian said word by word, with this ghostly look, he was on par with his master.

"Don't you have Mr. Tian!" Zhuang Hao didn't want to go.

"Mr. Tian just eats his own food and doesn't care about the little general."

"If you dare to disregard the little general, let the Military Law Department beat him up."

Shocked Mo raised his eyebrows, looking like he was about to show his hair.

Zhuang Hao hurriedly shouted: "Go, go, I'll go..."

"I was just about to learn about my master's elegant swordsmanship, but I didn't expect that my master is not free and wants to have dinner with the little general." Jing Mo turned around regretfully.

The 20-year-old Zhuang Hao has a handsome face, a natural and unrestrained temperament, and a suave appearance. Coupled with a small mustache around his lips, he has a mature masculinity.

It's really unpleasant to be threatened secretly, but who made his sword skills inferior to others, so he reluctantly went to the general restaurant.

The owner's face was as smelly and hard as the excrement in the latrine, but Zhuang Hao didn't care, he seemed to be cautious, but actually sat down beside Mr. Tian boldly, holding his chopsticks and said, "I heard that what happened in Beijing? The little lady who came here gave me a lot of recipes, and Chef Lei has prepared a lot of delicious dishes recently, do you have any dishes that I haven't tried?"

Xia Zhen sat in the first place, and when she heard Zhuang Hao's non-stop chanting, her dazed eyes finally came back to look at him.

Zhuang Hao seemed to be indifferent, but he saw every bit of the owner's eyes. After a few mouthfuls of food, he said, "Well, it's delicious, it's delicious!"

Mr. Tian glanced at Xiao Zhuang who was acting exaggeratedly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and waited for his next sentence.

"Sir, have you heard of Baxia offering?" Zhuang Hao asked while eating.

Mr. Tian nodded solemnly: "Have you heard?"

"Wouldn't it be more artistic if you take some freshly pulled young vegetables from the ground and rinse them in the pot?" Zhuang Hao raised his head slightly, imagining that there was a Baxia offering in front of him.

"The literati are so particular, are you sure you want to follow suit?" Mr. Tian gave Xiaozhuang a different look.

"Tsk tsk, sir, although we are in the army, we are still literati, not imitating, but arty." Zhuang Hao said seriously.

"Haha..." Mr. Tian laughed loudly at Xiao Zhuang's teasing.

Zhuang Hao asked the little general again, "Master, are you going?"

Although Xiaozhuang's words are endless, who is Mr. Tian? He looked towards his little master.

Xia Zhen raised her eyelids.

Xiaozhuang grinned, and the little lock of beard was very charming: "Young master, suppressing the bandits has been hard work. I heard that the little lady from Beijing lives in Yunshui Town. There is a small cow mountain next to Yunshui Town. Although it is not good, it is better than nothing. We went there to relax while hunting wild, the key is that the little lady in Beijing has grown a lot of small tender vegetables, which are suitable for us to hunt rabbits and make pilgrimage offerings, what do you think?"

"Hmph..." Xia Zhen snorted coldly, and reached out to eat with chopsticks.

Mr. Tian squinted for a moment, realized something, but he did not forget to reach under the table, and secretly gave Zhuang Haojian a thumbs up, which means that you are awesome, and you actually let the little general eat.

Zhuang Hao lowered his head to eat, his face was still heartless, but he muttered to himself, no way, I heard that the little lady who delivered the food was the one who grabbed the bamboo tube, so small, even the little general can do it hand?

Uh...Mr. Zhuang, where did you get such doubts?Mr. Ben saw an eyebrow move at the tip of the little general's eyebrow.

The tip of the eyebrow...there is an eyebrow...uh...it's really enough to make people sweat like rain.

Fu Xiao ran towards the town whenever he was free, and would tell Erniang Ma whenever there was a disturbance. This afternoon, he went to the town again, got some important news, and hurried back to tell Xiao Dong's family.

"Is there such news?" Ma Min'er was looking at the Champa Rice. The growth is very gratifying. More than 100 catties of seeds can harvest more than 3000 catties. This year's winter and next spring's grain will be available. I'm so happy. I didn't expect Xiaoyou Bring back such news.

"That's right, little boss, I heard that the town is registering according to the number of acres, and the winter wheat seeds will be distributed as soon as they arrive.

Ma Min'er recalled her past with Chief Li Ting, and with the [-] mu of wasteland he gave her, it is estimated that her family could get it.

"Little boss, why are you unhappy?"

Ma Min'er withdrew her thoughts, "Go ahead and inquire!"

"I will, little boss."

How can he know whether Li Tingchang, an old fox, will plant wheat for his family?Ma Min'er thought about it, raised her head, saw Zhancheng rice, and there was...

"Xiaoyou..."

Fu Xiaoyou, who had just run a few steps away, turned around: "Little Boss, you called me..."

Ma Miner beckoned, "Come here—"

Fu Xiaoyou quickly ran back, "What's the matter?"

Ma Min'er whispered to Fu Xiaoyou in a low voice, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Fu Xiaoyou scratched his head, "But I'm small..."

"You forgot, there is still Uncle Shen in the town?"

"I understand." Fu Xiaoyou ran away happily.

When Ma Qifeng and his son and Niu Dabao and his wife came back from delivering food, they saw Ma Miner standing on the path at the head of the field, "Sister, I'm back!"

"Oh, Dad, you guys are back!"

"Hmm!" Ma Dalang asked, "little sister, what are you looking at?"

"The weather is getting colder every day, and the vegetables are not growing very much. I'm going to pull out all the remaining radishes and make them into dried radishes." Ma Min'er no longer calls this thing Manjing, and just calls it radish.

"Make pickles?"

"Ok!"

"Oh."

Ma Min'er said: "Not only that, the sakura seeds on top can also be pickled, and it's also delicious as a side dish."

"Oh."

"There is also Chinese cabbage. I plan to stock up some and put them in the cellar. In winter, I will eat them at home. Only spinach and rapeseed can be kept in the field because they are hardy, so let them stay in the field."

Ma Qifeng always listens to his sons and daughters when it comes to farming: "Min'er, you can do whatever you want."

"Father, did you tell Chef Lei that we don't have any food to sell?"

"said."

"Then let's go back."

As the vegetables in the fields are almost gone, Ma’s family is not as busy as before. They only need to wait for a few days in the sun before they can harvest Champa rice. The rice is confiscated. Many people have already reserved seeds, and those who have money Afraid that the seeds would be bought by others, they all paid the deposit.

Back home, Guo Erping and Sanlang had already fed two little gray rabbits. I don't know if Chef Lei took a male and a female on purpose, or it was a coincidence that the female rabbit was pregnant.

The lifespan of rabbits is usually five to ten years, but they become adults in less than half a year, and they reproduce very fast. They are all pregnant within a few days after arriving at her house.

"Brother, how long does it say in the agricultural book that the rabbit is pregnant?"

"I can give birth in just over a month."

"Oh, then we have to pay attention." Ma Min'er said: "Whether it is a nest or food, there must be no moisture, or all previous efforts will be wasted." Ma Sanlang said quickly: "Second sister, I am paying attention."

"I'm paying attention too." Guo Erping said with a grinning mouth.

"So cute." Ma Min'er complimented the two little ones like an adult, but she is an adult in a lolita coat, haha!

After tidying up the rabbit nest and closing the rabbit door, Ma Miner asked the two little guys to wash their hands, sat down on the porch, and dipped a wool character into the water to write on the floor, "I'll call you when I cook dinner."

Guo Erping said: "My mother won't let me eat here, she wants me to go back."

"It's okay, you tell your mother that I won't let you go back."

Guo Erping wanted to eat here, but he couldn't wait to hear Ma Erniang's "imperial decree", so he happily took off his straw sandals and stepped on the wooden steps to the corridor, learning to read characters with Sanlang.

Someone was there, and Ma Qifeng didn't do any embroidery after washing his hands. He sat next to his son and taught them how to read. Saburo and Erping recognized each other quickly.

The two little men were not convinced, but it aroused their competitive spirit. For a while, the learning atmosphere was quite strong.

Li Tingchang handed over the matter of being able to grow upland rice for two months under his rule to his superior in the form of an official document - the county magistrate Mo Huaien of Pingding County.

"There is such a good-growing and harvesting rice?" He couldn't believe it.

The county magistrate smiled and said, "My lord, I went to Xiaowang Village to visit it quietly. It's a fact."

"Oh my God, won't we be able to grow two seasons of grain after we pacify the county?" Mo Huaien was suspicious and turned into surprise. His jurisdiction is the garrison area of ​​the General Zhen Guo's Mansion in the north. Food has always been in short supply. If it can grow for two seasons , It’s doubled, doubled, what a concept.

The county magistrate nodded: "Yes, my lord, the villain thinks that we can have a pile of grain in the granary in Pingding."

"Hurry up and ask where the Ma family's seeds come from?"

The county magistrate smiled wryly and remained silent.

"What are you doing?"

The county magistrate replied: "My lord, I heard that this is a seed that your housekeeper didn't want, and it was picked up by the Ma family."

"What?" Mo Huaien's eyes widened: "What's going on?"

"Someone asked about the small one, and it was said that your housekeeper didn't believe that rice could grow in two months."

"..." Mo Huaien thought, if I might not believe it, but now I don't care about the cause and effect, and asked quickly: "Is it brought back from the south by Qiuji grain shop?"

"Yes, my lord."

(End of this chapter)