The fierce peasant woman is busy farming

While they were talking here, several yamen runners had already brought the big pot out of the door.

The Ning family's house is outside the village, next to the mountains, and there are no other houses nearby.

When Zhou Yue walked out of the gate, he saw two tents, one large and one small, had already been built on the open space in front of the gate.

They placed the large clay pot on the ground next to the tent. Several yamen runners were using two small wooden sticks to pick up vegetables from the pot. They were eating with a laugh, even though the soup was still a little hot.

More people were breaking branches from the trees nearby. It seemed that their so-called tableware were just small sticks they broke off at random, and they didn't have any bowls.

They used tree branches as chopsticks and used their hands to catch the food. They ate in such a primitive way and looked quite happy.

Zhou Yue's eyes felt sore, but he luckily didn't shed tears.

She thought of the cutest people in her time. She didn't expect that there were such people in ancient times. It was really eye-opening.

Zhou Yue did not disturb them. He hurried back to the yard and went to the kitchen to find Qian to see if there were any extra bowls and chopsticks at home.

After hearing what Zhou Yue said, Qian's eyes also turned red. She looked at those officials and found that they were all young, almost as old as her eldest grandson.

Qian thought about it and rummaged around in the kitchen before she managed to find a few earthenware bowls and a few pairs of chopsticks.

She hurriedly walked to Old Man Ning, who was inviting everyone to take a seat in the yard, and whispered a few words.

Old Master Ning looked incredulous and glanced at Song Yuan and Zhou Yue.

Nodded to Qian.

Qian waved to Zhou Yue and her granddaughters and went to the main house.

As she walked, she took out a bunch of keys from her waist, opened the cabinet in the main room, and then took out a few wooden bowls and some wooden plates.

Qing Mo and Yang Mo looked at each other and hurried forward to help grandma get things.

Zhou Yue looked at the wooden bowls they took out from the cabinet. There were at least twenty or thirty of them. They were polished very smoothly inside and out and were very delicately made.

The majestic and simple red color and the natural patterns are obviously good things at first glance.

When they came out of the house holding bowls and plates, everyone in the Ning family looked at them with an expression of disbelief on their faces.

Song Yuan didn't understand what was going on and just stared at it.

Old Master Ning showed a pleased expression on his face and said to Song Yuan, "This is a piece of lightning-struck jujube wood that I found by chance.

The sour jujube is wild and difficult to grow into timber. Although it is rare to see it grow into timber in the wild, it cannot be said that it does not exist.

What’s even more rare is that it was struck by lightning right under my nose.

This lightning-struck wood is rare, and the lightning-struck jujube wood is the rarest.

I am over fifty years old and have learned carpentry since I was a child. I have been running in the mountains for more than forty years, but this is the first time I have seen this.

I took the wood home and kept it for a few years, thinking that when my granddaughters get married in the future, I would give it as a dowry for good luck and to save face.”

It is said that lightning-struck wood is a rare Taoist magic tool, and the jujube tree has an even worse reputation. Song Yuan didn't understand why he wanted to give this jujube wood bowl as a dowry to his granddaughter.

Seeing Song Yuan's puzzled expression, Mr. Ning said:

"Lord Song must have come from a noble family and has been educated. He knows that the sour jujube is a bad tree and is not auspicious.

I have my own reasons for saying this."

Song Yuan became interested. While thanking Mr. Ning and Qian, he motioned for his men to take the bowl and said:

"Since the old man is so sincere in letting you use his good stuff, why don't you thank him quickly, take it and use it, and when you are done, wash it and return it to me, and don't damage it."

Xie Ping quickly bowed his hands, took the wooden bowl with his brother, and took it out to share with his brothers.

Xie An actually wanted to listen to the old man's story, but he had no choice but to follow Xie Ping out with the bowl in his hand.

Watching them walk out, Song Yuan continued:

"I am a young man with limited knowledge and experience, so I really don't know anything about this matter. I would like to hear more about it. Please enlighten me, old man."

"Haha, Master Song, you are too polite. This is just a local saying, so it is understandable that you are not aware of it.

Although this jujube tree is evil, it is covered with thorns and is not easy to mess with. The villagers compare it to a fierce woman.

Therefore, in the dowry for daughters, there would always be one or two things made of jujube wood, in the hope that after their daughters married into their husband's family, they would use the thorns as protection and not be bullied.

Alas, life is not easy for women in this world. This is also a beautiful wish of those who love their daughters.

In addition, the seeds of the Chinese jujube have the effect of promoting sleep, and I think the Chinese jujube wood should have a similar effect.

I use this jujube wood to make a bowl, and my granddaughter uses it every day, which I think is good for her health."

Song Yuan suddenly realized and thought, "It seems that women here have a very high status. Fortunately, I don't have to marry a wife here, otherwise I would be hurt by the thorns of the sour jujube."

Looking at the wooden bowl more closely, I saw that the entire bowl was dark red, and the redder it got towards the bottom of the bowl.

The whole bowl looks natural, without any joints, gaps or mortise and tenon joints.

It was actually dug out from a whole piece of wood!

How thick must the wood be to dig such a big bowl? And he dug so much at once.

Thinking about how his master had always wanted to find jujube wood that was struck by lightning, he wondered if this sour jujube wood would work.

But how can I ask for the leftover scraps? I don’t know if there are any left.

No, what kind of people are they? They feel that they have traveled all over the country, drifting around, and they ask me for all kinds of weird things they want.

It was as if he was a great god and all his wishes could come true.

Now, I heard that I was going to come to Jibei to send that child away and learn Aunt Zhou’s skills of saving and killing.

By the way, let's see if there are any clues of the remnants of human traffickers, and see if it is possible that the prince is here.

The emperor called himself over eagerly and asked for a hundred-year-old ginseng, which had to be fresh, to present to the empress dowager.

The Queen Mother is the same. First she looked for Panax notoginseng everywhere, and now she is looking for fresh ginseng.

Did you hear that your eldest sister-in-law’s family runs a pharmacy and want to go there to get some for free?

But, the eldest sister-in-law has been married to the Song family for many years. Can she take things from her parents’ home for free?

If they could get it for free, my mother and elder sister-in-law wouldn't have to live so frugally counting pennies every day.

Tiantian is nothing but a nobody, just thinking about taking advantage of others.

In which dynasty were the emperors, empress dowagers, and nobles as miserable as those of this dynasty?

Fortunately, the country is peaceful and prosperous, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, so there is some consolation.

Zhou Yue also understood why her mother-in-law Qian controlled the family's finances.

Why was Zhou Yue so aggressive in her original life, preferring to divorce the scholar rather than be a bullied concubine?

Why did Qing Mo not get married at the age of 22? Her family thought it was reasonable and were willing to pay the fine of five taels of silver per year.

This dynasty does not treat women harshly and tries to treat men and women equally.

Despite the small population, there is a lot of leniency towards unmarried men and women of older age.

The regulation states that regardless of gender, unmarried persons at the age of 20 would have to pay a fine of five taels of silver per year.

Mr. Song is already twenty-six years old. He suffers the same fate as Ning Qingmo and has already paid fines for six years.

Fortunately, although the Earl's Mansion was in decline, it was left with only the house and the title, as well as a group of poor relatives who depended on it.

The decline of the Song family was also largely related to that group of poor relatives.