Lazy people also have spring

Chapter 3 Wang Meng

Wangshan Village, where An Yi's family is located, is backed by a mountain and faces the plain, so it was named Wangshan.

Although Wangshan Village is called a mountain village, it is actually not far from the town of Yuliu Town, and it takes only an hour or two to walk there.Compared with the nearby Poshang Village on the mountain and Poxia Village on the plain, Wangshan Village, which is on the same level as Yuliu Town, can be said to be the closest village to Yuliu Town.

And Yuliu Town is one of the relatively wealthy towns in Anyang City, and Anyang City ranks among the best in Daqing. Not only is it located in the hinterland of the Daqing Dynasty, it is also a city with a relatively developed economy.

However, this information was collected by An Yi when he was studying, and it is useless to him now.

Maybe it will be useful someday?Tsk, who knows.

If An Yi could have a leisure time before, reading a book or something, but on the third day of the summer harvest, he no longer has this leisure time at all.

The newly harvested crops are relatively humid and cannot be kept for a long time. After only two to three days in the shade, the grains will become damp and moldy. They must be dried repeatedly until they are completely dry and threshed into rice. Can be bagged and stowed away.However, in this era without machines, everything has to be done by humans, cutting, binding, transporting, grinding...

It's hard work just by imagining it.

Fortunately, although the An family lost a lot of labor and added a burden because of An Yi, the accumulated accumulation over the years is one of the few wealthy households in the village, and they are able to purchase a bullock cart, which is not only useful for planting, but also for transportation. Everyone in Anjia saved a lot of energy.

And An Yi, a scum with only negative five physical strength, really has no face to watch when his family is busy with their feet not touching the ground. He can only go to the field to pick up wheat after his family emphasizes over and over again that he should do what he can Sui'er, drive the ox carts, do logistics, dry the grain that should be dried, and do your best to help everyone with logistics.

Fortunately, Anjia's yard is not in the village, the location is relatively remote, and there is a large area of ​​flat open space outside the gate, which is very suitable for drying food.Not to mention only An's family, even if there is another family, it can be open, so that he would not have to go to the big threshing ground shared by everyone in the center of the village, or else he would have to transport wheat over there with his small body. It's all very difficult.

On this day, An Yi got up early, and before it was too hot, he drove the ox cart to the field to pick up the wheat that his parents and elder brother had harvested, but saw An's mother Zhou, who was supposed to be very busy, following a well-dressed, The honest-looking young man was talking and laughing, and even taught him how to cut wheat.

"Mom." Why is his mother's painting style so strange in the early morning?An Yi murmured in his heart.Besides, this person looked a little familiar, but when he saw him just now, there seemed to be a hint of surprise in his eyes?Is it his illusion? "Who is this……"

The man smiled at An Yi, very simple and honest.Before he could say anything, the warm and hospitable Mrs. Zhou had already overtaken the conversation and introduced her son.

"Oh, Ayi is here. Mengzi, this is the second boy of my family, An Yi, whom I just told you about. Ayi, this is the nephew of your uncle's aunt who married into Anyang City, Mengzi. ..."

"Speaking of which, Brother Mengzi is two years older than you, and this time I came here specially to see your uncle. However, the village road on the slope is relatively winding, and it is still in the mountains. It is the first time for him to come to the door, and he is not familiar with the place. It must be very difficult to get to the door alone, so he came to our house according to the reminder given by his mother when he was alive..."

Yes, while alive.The news of Mengzi's mother's death had spread back to Yu's family in Poshang Village more than ten years ago, which was also the husband's family of An Yi's aunt Zhou's family.As a relative close to the Yu family, the An family certainly knew the news.It's just that she didn't expect that more than ten years had passed since the incident, and the child who lost his mother suddenly and was only seven years old, would come to the door alone when he was an adult, relying on a few words from his mother when he was alive in the early years, which made people feel strange. While sighing, it is also very touching.

Thinking in her heart, Zhou felt even more guilty.It stands to reason that even if it's just a child from a distant relative's family who comes to the door, it's a reasonable request to let me show you the way.And they didn't say that she had to go by herself, didn't she have a child if she didn't have time?How hard can it be to find someone who can lead the way?But who knows that it is still in the summer harvest now, the An family is already short of manpower, there is no spare labor in the family, and the only one who is idle is forced to rest...

Mother An thought to herself, even if she finds an outsider, she won't send him there.No one else delivered it yet, so I was so tired that I pointed at others to rescue me halfway.

"Mengzi, look at this matter, our family can't do it now, and other families in the village are also rushing to collect it, and you can't even find someone who can lead you..."

"It's okay, Aunt An." That person, that is, Meng Zi, looked over An Yi's body vaguely, and immediately changed his position on the excuse that came to his lips, "Anyway, I plan to settle here this time, so don't delay It’s only a short period of time. Not to mention I can help you a little bit now, if I can learn how to harvest wheat, it will save me a lot of trouble in the future, right? I just don’t know if your family still has a place where I live ... But don't worry, Aunt An, I'm easy to deal with, I can sleep on the floor without a bed!"

Meng Zi patted his chest to assure the amused Zhou, "You child, there will be no place for you to sleep at home. You can rest assured that you will live with Aunt An. After this busy period, I will let Ada personally take you home."

Said he was learning to harvest wheat, Mengzi finally followed An Yi to help transport the ox cart full of wheat back.

On the way, An Yi glanced at his face from time to time, and the more he looked at it, the more strange it became.Where have you seen this familiar formula and familiar taste...

"What's the matter? Is there something dirty on my face?" After being stared at for a long time, no matter how dull you are, you will feel it, let alone a boy with a special background.He touched his face a little uncomfortably. Could it be that he showed his flaws somewhere and let others notice?

"No, I just think you look familiar." When the sneak peek (?) was spotted, An Yi simply looked at it openly, "You were in Anyang City before, right? Have you seen it?"

"...No, I seldom go out." Mengzi touched his nose subconsciously, but found that the tip of his nose was actually sweating coldly from nervousness.He carefully wiped off the sweat stains, then put down his hands pretending to be calm, "Maybe I look like my uncle? Don't they all say nephew Uncle Xiao?"

"Maybe." An Yi paused, stopped talking, and acquiesced to his explanation, but felt more and more in his heart that he had met this person before, but he didn't have a deep impression at that time.Although this man named Mengzi did look a little like his uncle, but the sense of familiarity that emanated from him was not the case.

Moreover, if you haven't seen it, you haven't seen it, why are you guilty?It is simply the realistic version of "There is no silver 300 taels here".

"I just heard my mother call you Mengzi. What's your full name? Is there a word?" An Yi rolled his eyes and asked pretendingly curious.

The "word" in these words is An Yi's hidden temptation to him.This person looked a little mature, and he was two years older than himself, so he must be at least 21.

In the Daqing Dynasty, women's 20th and 笄 could be given characters by their parents or husband's family after marriage; while men, including Qilin brother, could get their characters by their elders and teachers after they reached [-] years old.Of course, ordinary people and businessmen at the bottom of the society are not qualified for this. Those who can read are intellectuals who think they have read books.

An Yi, once entitled to get his own calligraphy, was during the time when he was away studying.pity……

Although the fabric on this person's body looked like ordinary goods at a glance, the texture could fool others but not the ease of having been to Anyang City and had contact with dignitaries.Those who understand the true meaning of the word "low-key luxury" are absolutely impossible to be nouveau riche, nor can they be ordinary people or merchants, and they are not hereditary families, or those who have been taught by famous teachers are all qualified to take the word.

However, just when he thought he had calculated all the comforts and quietly waited for the other party to "expose", he got a very unexpected result.

"My surname is Wang, Wang Meng. In terms of writing... I can only read a few words, and I haven't studied seriously." Wang Meng scratched the back of his head with shame on his face.

comfortable:"…………"

He just wants to say one word now: Grass!

There are no words?There are still rich kids who don't have words these days?Even a businessman would pretensely choose characters for his own children, but this man actually told himself that he didn't, have, characters? !

Could it be that I misunderstood him, and I really haven't seen him?

An Yi, who couldn't think of a reason, had no choice but to compromise, letting go of this person who was full of loopholes, and only had the two characters "mysterious" clearly marked on his forehead.

However, when An Yi knew the real identity of this person later, he realized what a stupid mistake he had made, or fell into a trap he had set up by himself. Confused", I really wish I could cross over and beat myself up.

*!Who said that only merchants and poor people have no words?Obviously military generals don't need words, so good!I was so stupid to cry by myself.Tears...