I traveled through time, starting with two acres of land and a dog

After several days of autumn rain, on the first sunny day, the "autumn tiger" was still showing its authority. After breakfast, Du Chenyu was alone at home, holding a copy of Thousand Characters, learning to recognize traditional Chinese characters. At almost noon, Hu Laosi came jogging down the Qinglong Liangshan Road, with a pigtail on his head and a few pieces of tattered sweatshirt in his hands. He ran up to him, wiped the sweat off his face, and asked:

"Master, you are home alone."

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Du Chenyu put down the book and looked at Hu Shuo.

Hu Laosi turned around and walked around the room, then came to the man squatting in front of him, spread out the clothes in his hand, and then opened a piece of linen, which contained six or seven oval-shaped green-yellow seeds, a little smaller than walnuts, each about the size of a thumb.

"This...is...opium seeds," Hu Laosi said mysteriously.

"What?" He jumped down from the chair, took one and looked at it carefully. He was a little overjoyed. He had just said it casually at the beginning. After all, the risk was too great.

"How did you get it?" Du Chenyu asked.

"Hu Laowu waited in Yu Laocai's seed field for three nights, but never had a chance to get close. Fortunately, it was windy and rainy last night. The guards, because Yu Laocai seemed to have been promoted and was allowed to eat meat, were drinking in private, and several dogs were gnawing bones. Laowu had a chance to get close to the fence, and used a bamboo pole to blow down the poppy seedlings on the ground, picked a few seedlings, and then quietly withdrew and brought them down for you today." Hu Laosi told the whole process in one breath.

It is easy to say but difficult to do. Mr. Yu has been growing opium for three or four years. Almost every year, someone tries to steal the seeds, but they are all beaten. The outflow of poppy seeds is strictly controlled.

"Fourth brother, thank you for your hard work. I will make sure that everyone can live a good life!" Du Chenyu touched the seed, looking a little shy, just like a young man imitating a girl's hand.

At this moment, I really had the urge to cry. What simple people they were. With just one word from Du Chenyu, they were willing to go through fire and water to complete the task. Hu Laowu, whom I had met once before, was fifteen or sixteen years old in the video. He was less than 1.5 meters tall, skinny, and severely malnourished, but very flexible and ran very fast. He crawled on the ground alone on a rainy night, waiting for an opportunity to steal poppy seeds.

"Master, it's nothing. I believe you have a way to grow it successfully. I definitely can't do it. If the poppies in the field are discovered by the old rich man Yu, he will definitely beat us to death. What kind of book are you reading?" Hu Laosi said nonchalantly, then picked up Du Chenyu's book and flipped through it.

"Can you understand the Thousand Character Classic?" Hu Laosi asked in surprise.

"A little bit, and I can't recognize them all." I couldn't recognize some traditional characters to begin with, and now my hands don't have the strength, so I can only recognize them while writing them, and I learn slowly.

"Oh my god, young master, you are only half a year old. I have never heard of you in operas. You are such a powerful person. You must be a god. I want to kneel down and kowtow to you." As he said this, he knelt down.

"What are you doing? Get up quickly." Du Chenyu suddenly flipped off the chair and fell to the ground to prevent him from kowtow.

"I am a normal person, I just became sensible earlier and I can understand some things at a glance," Du Chenyu said casually.

"Uh... That's okay, I was scared to death." Then he changed from kneeling to sitting and pretended to wipe the sweat off his face.

"You have to understand the seriousness of the opium seeds. No fourth person can know about it, and you can't talk nonsense about my affairs," Du Chenyu said seriously.

"I know about these things and I'm very tight-lipped. But as for sir, there are some things you have to explain yourself." Hu Laosi put away his smile and said while sitting on the bench next to him.

"Then I'll leave and give this powder bag to you, and I won't have to worry anymore," and then he stood up.

"Fourth brother, slow down. In a few days, father will ask you to help buy grain in the village street. You have to go back and prepare."

"No problem, just call me when the time comes. The rice and corn on our mountain are not yet ripe. It will take another half a month to harvest them, so we are not busy." After saying that, he turned around, picked up his clothes, and left.

Du Chenyu continued to wrap the poppy seeds and put them in the basket I put next to the stool. This was his bed during the day. There was a straw mat and a linen cup in it so he could sleep when he was tired. Then he continued to read, but he picked up the book and put it down again. I looked at the yin and yang comparison date he wrote on the wall. Today is September 9th in the Gregorian calendar.

On October 10, his father took Hu Laosi and his uncle to Wuyinbao Township to buy grain early in the morning after the autumn farming holiday. He initially planned to go with them, but then thought about it and decided not to affect them. The best state for him now is to stay at home and grow up slowly. The more he goes out, the greater the risk of exposure.

Four days later, when it was almost dark, the three of them rushed back and bought some candies and rice cakes and three pieces of meat for Du Chenyu.

His father gave him the straw paper candy bag and gave a piece of meat to Hu Laosi, asking him to take it back. Hu Laosi refused several times, but finally accepted it, said hello, and went home.

"How is the grain harvest?" Du Chenyu asked anxiously, and put a piece of rice cake in his mouth and ate it. It was crispy and soft, with a little sweetness, very delicious, and similar to what he had eaten at Yu Yuedong's house last time.

"Everything went smoothly. I went to the township first to visit Wu Han, a classmate I met when I took the exam for the scholar. We used to have a good relationship. Now he is the deputy head of the township and an inspector. I bought some things and spent three silver dollars. I asked him to say hello to the regiment headquarters and ask them to help take care of it, so everything went smoothly." My father replied.

"That's not bad. Father, you are so good at dealing with people. I thought you only knew how to study. Many of your teachers and classmates should be in politics or business, right?" Du Chenyu asked curiously.

"Not much. We were too poor before. Brother Wu Han also mentioned a teacher who admired me very much. He is now serving in the Guard Regiment of the Baizhang Pass Patrol Inspection Division. Old Wu visited him last year, but since I passed the examination and the imperial examination was abolished, I have not been to Baizhang Pass, so we have lost contact."

"Let's not talk about that anymore, let's talk about food," the father walked into the house, sat on a bench, drank some water, and Du Chenyu followed him in.

"Natural disasters have been frequent in the past two years, especially this summer's severe rain and floods. The paddy fields in low-lying areas have no harvest, and there has been a trend of rising prices. The market is a little tighter than last year. Yu Yuedong, the new deputy head of the regiment, brought his lackeys everywhere to urge the collection of taxes and silver from those who pull pigs and cattle and carry grain, which has lowered the price of grain. Therefore, the part of the grain that I successfully purchased was old grain and new grain. Rice was about 1.5 oceans per dan, and corn and wheat were two oceans per dan. In total, we purchased 28 dan of rice, more than 24 dan of corn and wheat, nearly 52 dan, a total of more than 6000 kilograms of grain that filled two rooms. Fortunately, the Wu and Wang families cleared out their stocks and sold the old grain, and almost half of it was bought by their two grain shops." My father said in detail.

Du Chenyu thought to himself, 6000 kilograms is enough for 30 people to eat for a year, which is indeed a large amount.

"With so much food, safety is a big problem and a difficult task. Nowadays, there are many gangs and bandits in society." Du Chenyu said worriedly.

"I have also considered these things. It should not be a big problem. There are two or three grain warehouses and shops on the street. Both the Wu and Wang families have more than hundreds of dan of grain in stock. Currently the security on the street is still very good. I met Old Wu again on the street yesterday. He said that he dismissed Ma Jingui's position as the head of the village yesterday because he said that his family was not strict. Currently there is no head of the village in Qili. Yu Yuedong also mentioned it at the meeting. I don't know what he means." My father frowned and said.

"It's obvious. Mr. Yu is planning to let you be the seventh class. This is called returning a favor. He is now the deputy group leader and is very proud of himself." Du Chenyu instantly understood Yu Yuedong's thoughts.

"Although our family is close to the seventh class, we belong to the sixth class, which does not meet the requirements," the father continued.

"This is definitely not a problem. There will always be a way out with policies. Go report your work to Yu Yuedong tomorrow and try your best to get it. Dad, come with me. I'll show you something."

Then he went outside and took out the hidden bag of poppy seeds from the basket, held it in his hand and said.

"Dad, can you carry me outside to see the world?"

"What is this?" Then he picked me up and walked towards the yard.

After walking about a hundred meters, I said, "Dad, put me down," and handed the poppy seeds to my father.

"Please look carefully, speak softly, and don't be too surprised."

"What's so mysterious about it? There's nothing shameful about it." Then he took it, opened it and looked at it carefully.

"This is...what kind of seed is this? It looks like opium seeds!" Although Yu Yuedong is the only one who grows opium and the control is very strict, some people have grown it privately before.

"Yes, it is opium seeds," Du Chenyu answered affirmatively.

"What? It's really opium seeds. Yu Yuedong has used the excuse of banning smoking and stealing cigarettes to destroy so many families," my father squatted down, lowered his voice, and said with a little trembling.

"Wealth and honor are achieved through risk. He mostly bullies ordinary people. Would he dare to touch the rich and powerful? As long as someone has a little strength, he would not dare to act rashly." He clenched his hands and said affirmatively.

A child who is less than one year old, with hair not fully grown yet, clenching his fists, looking at the last ray of sunset in the sky, is very vivid and funny.

"How did you get this and how did you plant it? If it were discovered by outsiders and Yu Yuedong knew about it, he would definitely take cruel revenge." The father asked questions continuously.

"I just mentioned it to Hu Laosi, and he asked Hu Laowu to watch it for several nights. He secretly stole a few crows when it rained heavily a few nights ago. We'll decide how to plant them next year." Du Chenyu currently had no good idea of ​​how to plant crows secretly without being noticed by the Yu family's lackeys.

"The Hu brothers are really honest people. They have helped us a lot, but it's too dangerous. In the future, we should try not to assign them to do dangerous things. The fourth and fifth brothers are still a bit impulsive." The father looked at the poppy in his hand and said sincerely.

"I know!"

"You know nothing, you are still young. Although you are born with knowledge, if you do dangerous things without telling me in the future, I will beat your butt. A child prodigy who can grow up safely is a talent. There are many child prodigies who died prematurely in history, such as Wang Bo, Fang Zhongyong, etc. They are all talents envied by heaven." The father put the poppy seeds in his arms, carried Du Chenyu on his back, and said earnestly.

"No, I will be more careful." Du Chenyu was on his father's back, smelling his linen gown filled with the heavy smell of sweat. This was the smell of fatherly love.

"It's time to eat," came the mother's voice from the room.

They started walking back.