Three Kingdoms.

  Chapter 1668 Niu Sixia's Khan

For the children of the gentry, this day is the summer of the first year of Taixing, which is about to enter midsummer, but for the peasants and women at the most grassroots level in Guanzhong, this day is a day of repeated work, and it is for their own fields. The days, as for the month and the year, have no other meaning at all to these farmers and women.

  This is a farm close to the official road, relying on a small village, there are about 20 households scattered around it. They didn't know each other at first, and their accents are different, but now they have become people in the same village.

  Near the village Dongtou, the one near the official road is the field of Lao Niutou's family.

The old Niutou's family does not have a surname of Niu, and they don't know what their surname is. It seems that when they registered as refugees, the old Niutou's family was assigned a wooden sign with a bull's head engraved on it. Then the little official casually tricked him into Niu's family...

  Because of this, Guanzhong unknowingly changed to farmers and women from the Niu family, the Ma family, and the Yang family, and many more.

  Of course, in the official register, Lao Niutou is recorded as Niu Sixia, because his family came to Guanzhong in the summer of the fourth year of Yanping. After the Four Summers, there is another number, Siqian Sibai Qishier.

  Niu Sixia originally had a family of seven, but now there are only four left.

  The two old people died first. Strictly speaking, they did not die on the road of exile, but one night, the old couple quietly walked into the mountain forest with each other's support, and never came out again...

  In Niu Sixia's heart, perhaps his parents should still be living in the mountains and forests, or they might have become elves under the seat of the mountain god, free from worry, pain, disease and suffering. Only by comforting and numbing himself in this way can Niu Si close his eyes in the summer night.

  The youngest child also died.

  That child, who has no real name, has been called Shidan since the day he was born, because at that time, the family was so poor that he wanted to gnaw even the stones on the road...

In the countryside, no one will give their children a name, not only because the farmers and women cannot read, but also because the chances of death for a child are too high. Calling a dog or a stone egg really doesn’t make it to life. After coming down, maybe I thought in my heart that it was just a dead dog or a stone thrown, and it would not hurt so much.

   It's like Niu Sixia Jiang Shidan's weightless body, went to someone to exchange for a piece of meat lotus, it seems that there is not much grief, only numbness left. That is, relying on this meat lotus vegetable, the remaining four talents of Niu Sixia made it to Guanzhong.

  Early in the morning, all four members of Niu Sixia's family got up. Early in the morning, that is, when the sky just revealed a faint light, for most of the gentry children, the so-called dancing after hearing the chicken should be praised and praised, but for Niu Sixia's family, this is already the most common wake up time.

   Then Niu Sixia took his wife and eldest son out of the house, and ran directly to the land of his own house, started to work, and continued until the sun rose to the treetops.

Although the big Han Hussar General was kind enough to issue some farming tools, Niu Sixia was reluctant to use them. After all, even iron tools would wear out during use. tools of wood and stone, wooden shovels, stone axes...

If you can save a little, save a little. Wooden shovels and stone axes are not impossible to use, at most it takes a little more effort and effort, and for Niu Sixia, things like strength are the most worthless of.

   "Father..." the eldest son panted heavily, pointed to the top of the tree weakly, then supported his waist and continued to pant, "...take a break... the sun is here... the tree is here..."

Because of the long hours of bent over work, Niu Sixia couldn't straighten his back at all. He just raised his neck and supported it with the wooden shovel in his hand. Son, then lowered his head, his hands didn't stop: "...You, you should rest first...Let your mother rest for a while...I'll work for a while...Today, today...I'm going to weed...all, all the grass in the field... Light…"

Niu Sixia's wife didn't listen, didn't stop, she bent over to work silently, didn't say anything, maybe she was too tired to say anything, but she was still moving forward step by step, making Zhuang The weeds that grow between the grains are dug out and pulled out.

  The eldest son was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath, and bent down again...

  In summer, after a rain, these weeds appeared from all over the land like crazy. These fields have been barren for a while, and the grass roots are buried deep in the soil. In addition, because of the new type of manure cultivation, if you are not careful after the rain is moistened, the entire field will be able to grow in three days!

   Must, must, finish weeding today!

  Niu Sixia was ruthless in his heart, but he only dared to be ruthless to himself.

I have to spare three to five days to go to the mountains to chop wood to build my own wooden house. The original grass shed is really not able to withstand this winter. If I build a wooden house early in the summer, I can get some help from neighbors, or I will wait until autumn. Who is available?

   Also, a fence should be made by the way, and then you can raise chickens and ducks behind the house, first ask the government to raise them on credit, half of the chickens and ducks born a year later will be your own! Then chickens and eggs can be exchanged for some salt and iron at the market, so that you can also raise all your own farm tools, so you don’t have to rent them from the government...

  Then open one or two more vegetable plots, then build a few frames, plant some melons, and let the melon vines cover the entire wooden frame, just like the original one in my hometown...

  So, we must, we must finish weeding today!

Niu Sixia gritted his teeth, and moved forward desperately like a cow, until his little daughter, who was like a piece of paper, swayed and reached the ground holding the earthen pot, then she dragged her pace and creaked all over her body. With creaking joints, he sat under the field tree and let out a long breath.

  Niu Sixia's youngest daughter is thin and thin, as thin as a piece of paper. Is she six or seven years old? Even Niu Sixia's wife doesn't remember. When her parents and elder brother went out to plow the land, the youngest daughter couldn't sleep late, so she had to get up, fetch water and heat the fire to cook, and even took the time to clean her thatched shed to drive away those insects that were not afraid of people at all...

  The earthen pot is not big, and there are not many wild vegetables in it.

Niu Sixia's wife scoured the earthen pot desperately with a wooden spoon first, scooped a thick bowl for Niu Sixia, and then scooped a thicker bowl for the eldest son, the soup in the earthen pot was already thick. It was bottomed out, and finally I scratched up and down around the earthen pot, gave myself two spoonfuls, looked at the little girl who was hugging her legs and curled up together, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, shook her hands, and left Dian Dian let the little daughter take it back.

  The youngest daughter is too young to work in the fields, so after the family has finished eating, there are still some pots and earthen pots that are not cleaned, and some water is added to it, which is her daily food.

  Niu Sixia squinted his eyes and leaned against the tree trunk, this was a rare rest. After less than half an incense stick, he opened his eyes again, stood up, and held the wooden shovel. The wife and eldest son who were under the tree also stood up.

  Although you are tired and bitter, but hope is in your hands, so no matter how hard and tired you are, what is it?

   "Today, the grass will be finished."

Niu Sixia said, as if addressing himself, and also as if addressing his wife and son, and then went down to the field without looking back, like an old soldier who went to battle, an old soldier who could no longer fully Stand up warrior...

  ……__┌(￣ω￣ヘ)__……

  A line of chariots and horses walked slowly along the official road.

  The vehicle is bigger than ordinary carriages, boxy, more like a small house.

  After a period of testing and debugging, the single steering shaft can already provide steering during travel, so the two-wheeled carriage can be upgraded to a four-wheeled carriage.

Four-wheeled carriages are not completely absent in China, but because the terrain of China is changeable, the four-wheeled carriages are relatively large, and the center of gravity is not easy to control, so it is not suitable for long-distance travel except in the plains, so even if it was once in history There have been traces of four-wheeled carriages, but they are still dominated by two-wheeled carriages.

   It’s just that this time Huang Yueying’s journey from Pingyang to Guanzhong all the way from Hedong is already a mature official road, so for the sake of comfort and convenience, she naturally took out the four-wheeled carriage and used it...

The little ink fountain has gradually grown a little bit now, and her small chest is bulging, as if hiding two little rabbits, sitting at the window of the carriage, while teasing Xiao Feizhen in her arms, pointing to the front and saying: "Xiao Niang, there seems to be a village ahead..."

   "Village?" Huang Yueying was thinking about an utensil in her hand, she didn't pay much attention to it, and said casually, "That's right, I'll find an old farmer later..."

With the sound of wheels, they arrived at the side of the village in a short time. The leading cavalry saw Niu Sixia's family working not far away, shook the reins, rode their horses obliquely to the field, and shouted loudly: "You! Follow up! The nobleman wants to see you!"

   "Huh?!" Niu Sixia couldn't react.

   "You! Come here!" The cavalry shouted.

   "Ah, ah, yes, yes..." Niu Sixia walked over tremblingly. He didn't know whether it was because of fear or his feet slipped. He staggered and almost fell on Tian Long.

   "Where are your clothes?!" The cavalryman frowned and looked down at the shirtless Niu Sixia.

  The summer is getting hotter, so most of the farmers working in the farmland are shirtless, and just cover their lower body with a piece of cloth. This has been the case since the Tang and Song Dynasties, and even spread overseas...

  Although the cavalryman also knew that most farmers looked like this, apart from being afraid of the heat, there were also reasons why they were reluctant to part with the fabrics. I understand it, but it is inevitable that there is something wrong with meeting noble people.

   "Huh? This... this, in the village..." Niu Sixia sipped.

"Well...forget it!" The cavalryman took out a piece of linen from the back of the saddle, then pulled out his sword, and directly poked a hole in the piece of linen, and threw it to Niu Sixia, "Put it on! It's a gift for you." There! Hurry up! Follow up!"

Although this piece of cloth is not good, it is just the cloth used by the cavalry to cover the horses at night, and it is basically not washed. It is inevitably stained with some grass, and even some dirt and horse manure, but Niu Sixia heard it. After sending him two words, he quickly put it on his head happily, then put it on, and hurriedly followed the cavalry to the front of the carriage.

  Little Mo Dou jumped out of the carriage, then pulled out two sticks from the carriage, and dragged them to Niu Sixia, "Come on, use them all, and tell me which one is better!"

If he asked about other things, Niu Sixia might not know the truth, but handling farm tools was the only thing he was good at in his life, so he immediately lowered his head and focused his eyes on the two handles on the ground as much as possible. I found one, and dug up a huge clod of soil on the ground beside the road, and then smashed it to pieces...

   Then changed the handle again.

  Little Mo Dou stood aside, seeing that Niu Sixia had tried almost two of them, he said, "How? Which one is easier to use? Also, why is it so easy to use?"

  Niu Sixia looked around at the two pistols, hesitated for a moment, stretched out a finger, shook it, pointed to the one on the left, and said, "This...is better...this...is convenient..."

   "This one?" Little Mo Dou frowned, "Then why is this one bad?"

   "Huh? This..." Niu Sixia was taken aback. Did he say something wrong? He quickly added, "This one is good, it's all good, it's all good..."

   "Ha!" Little Mo Dou was immediately confused, his eyes widened, "Which one is better?"

  Niu Sixia was even more flustered, not knowing what to say, as if saying that was good, the nobleman was not happy, "Ah, ah... this, this..."

   "Okay, little ink fountain..." Huang Yueying said indifferently through the curtain in the carriage, "Let him pick one, it's a gift for him... then let him go..."

Little Mo Dou looked at Niu Sixia tangled for a moment, then chose one of them and left. After returning to the carriage, he walked forward for a while, and suddenly understood, clapped his hands and said: "Got it! Got it ! Choose the better one, right?"

  Huang Yueying hummed, but couldn't figure it out.

  The one selected by the old farmer is a bit heavier than this one, but the old farmer thinks which one is more useful?

   Shouldn’t the heavy ones be more laborious?

   Or the old farmer also considered the problem of the center of gravity of the head?

   But the center of gravity of the head is too large, although it is beneficial to go deeper into the soil, but it will also lead to more effort when leveling it?

   Or is there anything else to be improved?

Seeing Huang Yueying habitually lost in thought again, Xiao Mo Dou couldn't help sighing, and was about to continue holding Xiao Feizhen in his arms, but saw Xiao Feizhen holding a piece of wood with a Luban lock in one hand and struggling hard. want to get together...

   "Huh, huh..." Little Mo Dou suddenly called out, "Xiao Niang, Xiao Niang, look, look!"

"Hey..." Huang Yueying smiled slightly when she saw this, then took the wooden strip of Lubansuo from Xiao Feizhen's hand, and slowly demonstrated it in front of Fei Zhen, "Hey... like this, then this, and finally, put this Twist one and it becomes..."

  (end of this chapter)