General, Madam Called You To Farm

Wei Ting quickly opened the door for him.

Su Ergou scratched his head: Brother-in-law, are you really getting up?

Wei Ting asked, I just got up, what happened?

Su Ergou handed the steamer basket to him: Oh, sister asked me to bring you a basket of buns, do you want to go down and eat with us?

Wei Ting said: No, I'm eating in the house.

Su Xiaoxiao had a few people doing business and ate fast. He would be left alone after sitting down for a while. In addition, he had to look at the three little guys next door.

Wei Ting said: Let it go to Sister You's house.

Su Ergou responded: Hey, alright!

Su Xiaoxiao had almost finished eating in the lobby. She had a choice of where to sit. She happened to be able to see her and Wei Ting's two wing rooms, and the other two had to turn a corner, which was her blind spot.

She glanced at Wei Ting on the aisle.

Wei Ting entered her and the three little children's wing as usual.

The three fell asleep in the middle of the night, and I'm afraid they will wake up late today.

She didn't believe that Wei Ting followed her to Fucheng for the sake of the three little guys. This guy Wei Ting is too deep in the city, he must have his own purpose.

Su Ergou was also full.

The group set off for Banyue Mountain.

The cemetery of a large family is located in a feng shui treasure land. The top and two sides are high, and the middle part is sunken inward, which is the pattern of Xianglu Mountain.

Ordinary people have a grave, but this family has a whole cemetery.

Not only that, but they also built separate family temples.

On the way here, Su Xiaoxiao asked Wei Ting a lot about sacrifices.

Dazhou's ancestral hall is also called family temple, and ordinary people are not qualified to build family temples.

There are seven temples for the emperor, five temples for princes, three temples for doctors, and one temple for scholars.

In short, to build a family temple, at least one must be an official.

She also learned from the innkeeper's mouth this morning that the big family who made dim sum today had built five temples.

That is to say, a prince.

The princes from the capital are too big.

What does Li Futai count in front of them? What? No shoes fit?

No, this sentence itself is already a leap of faith.

Moreover, the gossip that Shopkeeper Sun inquired yesterday was also wrong. The big family did not come to move the grave, but to worship their ancestors, and also to honor a descendant of the direct line.

In the Great Zhou, men who are twenty and crowned are adults. If they marry early, they will be crowned on the day before the big wedding.

The location is the home temple.

It is still difficult for country people to fill their stomachs. Naturally, they are not so particular about it. They probably just tie their hair casually, and even a hair crown can’t afford it, even if they are adults.

Only these nobles and officials who are dressed in brocade and jade can afford to talk about these red tapes.

Su Xiaoxiao felt that when she went back this time, she had to buy a hair crown for Father Su, not jade, but real jade.

Father Su lived in Yangliu Village in the year of famine. He had been herding cows for ten years. He grew up with hundreds of family meals.

The red-tiled hut at the foot of the mountain... That's right, it's here! Shopkeeper Sun lifted the curtain of the car, Xiao Wu, stop.

Shopkeeper Sun pointed at the towering buildings in front of him and said, Did you see it, that's the Su family's temple, it's really impressive! It's a pity that we can't get in. We'll make snacks in the kitchen here in a while, and someone will come to pick it up.

Um.

Su Xiaoxiao got off the carriage calmly.

Su Ergou took a nap in the car and was in good spirits.

It was a steward named Yu who came to contact them.

You knew that they were introduced by Master Hui Jue, and the steward Yu was very polite. He took the person to the back of the kitchen and asked if he needed anything else.

Su Xiaoxiao said: We brought the ingredients ourselves, please ask where is the water to eat?

Director Yu smiled and said, There is a clean well in the backyard. If you don't want to use well water, there is a natural mountain spring half a mile east, which tastes sweeter than well water.

Su Xiaoxiao decided to taste the mountain spring water.

Su Ergou picked up two buckets with a pole and followed.

Half a mile soon arrived, Su Xiaoxiao watched the winding clear spring flowing down from a naturally formed stone wall hole, stretched out her little fat hand, and took a sip.

So sweet!

Sister, is it delicious? Su Ergou asked.

Su Xiaoxiao hummed without hesitation: It's delicious, sweeter than the water on our mountain.

I'm coming too! Su Ergou put down the pole and bucket, instead of holding it with his hands, he tilted his head and took it with his mouth.

It's so icy!

His collar was wet.

But he also tasted it. The spring water here is really sweet.

Sister, can we bring two buckets for Dad when we go back?

Huh? Sister, what's the matter with you? Why don't you speak?

sister!

Su Xiaoxiao said softly, I heard it. I'll ask Steward Yu later how much the spring water is. Buy some and take it home.

——One of the two brothers dares to take care of them, and the other dare to pet them.

Su Xiaoxiao frowned slightly.

She just now... seems to have seen Jing Yi.

Surrounded by a group of luxuriously dressed people, he entered the temple of a big family.

It's too far to see it clearly, maybe it's my own misunderstanding.

But the next second, she didn't think so.

Because Changping has come.

Changping also came to fetch mountain spring water. The difference is that he took two small bamboo tubes.

Sususu... Miss Su?

Changping looked at the siblings in disbelief, Why are you here?

I can meet you everywhere, it's really haunting!

Chang Ping is Xiang Gongzi's personal companion, and his presence means that Xiang Gongzi is also here, and that Jing Yi is probably also there.

No wonder they were not there when she went to the academy to find someone, it turned out to be Shangfucheng.

...

Jing Yi and his party arrived at the gate of the family temple.

A middle-aged man in his forties had already brought his family to wait here. He first bowed his hands to Jing Yi: Jing Xiaohou, I haven't seen you for a long time, stay safe.

Jing Yi nodded slightly and gave way to the side.

The man took a closer look, his face changed greatly, he lifted his hem and knelt down: Xiaguan has seen three—

Young Master Xiang stretched out his hand and stopped his big gift: You can just call me Young Master Xiang when you are out of the house.

The man was stunned: Yes! Master Xiang, please come in the house!

Xiang Gongzi and Jing Yi followed the man into a courtyard beside the family temple, which was mainly used to guard the family temple.

After a few people sat down, the servant served tea.

Xiang Gongzi asked, It's been half a year since we parted from the capital. I wonder if the Marquis is in good health?

The man sighed: It turned out to be better. As my aunt's death anniversary is approaching, my father can't sleep at night again.

Xiang Gongzi also sighed and said, Has the Lord Hou not put it down yet?

The man shook his head helplessly: My father has always been brooding about what happened back then, and felt guilty for failing to protect his aunt. My father often said that it would have been better if he hadn't brought his aunt back to his hometown to worship his ancestors, and he would not have caused the aunt to die tragically and harmed the aunt. The flesh and blood have been living in the people for many years.”