Wearing back to ancient times is good for old age

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Feng Ye shrank her body away from him, "Who said I want to marry, of course I want to marry a wife. But you," glanced from head to toe, "It's such a beautiful face, it's a pity not to marry gone."

"Hehe, I look pretty?"

Feng Ye nodded, just like the handsome nobleman who often makes heroines fall in love at first sight in modern comics. His handsome appearance can be described as classically beautiful under the ancient flowing robes and long hair. Bad ruffian, now he is simply a super male star that everyone loves.

"Then shall I marry you?"

Pfft - pfft, Feng Ye heard himself and Qing Shan who was sitting outside the carriage coughing at the same time.

"Haha, it's so fun!" Xiao Yuanhe, the culprit, clapped his hands and laughed.

"Xiao Yuanhe! You bastard!!!"

The roar of Feng Ye scared away countless birds on the silent mountain road.

39

dull

dull

"Hey, on the left, go up a little bit, go up a little bit, well, that's it. There's a big one in the upper right corner, and there's one on your left..."

Xiao Yuanhe climbed on the tree, very helplessly picking pears according to Feng Ye's instructions, suddenly to the east and then to the west, up and down, if his master knew that he was proud of the unique lightness kung fu for him to use When it came to picking fruit, the old man was so angry that he ran down the mountain to twist his ears.In other words, if his parents, brothers and friends in Beijing knew that the handsome young man was running up and down the tree for a few pears, they would be so shocked that their eyes would pop out.

Compared to Xiao Yuanhe's depression, Feng Ye's mood is very happy.

The fruit trees in the back mountain are wild, so of course everyone can pick them. Sand pears are not yet ripe, but green pears are just in time.This pear tree is very big and very old. The short, easy-to-pick pears have all been picked, and the pears left on the higher and more remote branches are all big and ripe for a long time. There is no tree climbing in the village. One who is as powerful as Xiao Yuanhe (he is good at lightness kung fu), he can jump on no matter how thin a branch is to pick the fruit in an instant.

Oh, sure enough, it would be nice to have a laborer who knows martial arts.

Feng Ye stood under the tree and squinted his eyes, thinking joyfully, Xiao Yuanhe, who was standing on the tree picking pears, shuddered for no reason.

After picking a basket full of green pears, Feng Ye Shi turned around and went home. Of course, Xiao Yuanhe was holding the basket, passing through the bamboo forest in the back mountain, and picked up a few bamboo tubes that were cut down by others and left in the forest , I haven't eaten glutinous rice for a long time, let's make glutinous rice in bamboo tubes tonight.

After returning home, Feng Ye saw Xing'er and Zhang Sheng playing on the straw pile outside the door.

"Zhang Sheng, Xing'er, come back and eat some fruit." Feng Ye greeted the two children.

The child cheered and ran over to surround Xiao Yuanhe.

"I want a big one."

"I want the sweetest one."

"Adults can eat big ones, villains eat small ones."

"Then I'll eat the small ones, and leave the big ones for Grandma Li."

"Me too. Brother Xiao, give me a small one."

Feng Ye smiled and listened to the two children's argument, watching Xiao Yuanhe stuff a pear for each of them, Feng Ye went to get a basket out, picked out some pears and packed them for Li Sheng's family.

There was only the old couple in their house, their son, daughter-in-law, grandson and granddaughter all lived in the city, Feng Ye became more and more familiar with them, and he was used to giving them a portion every time he picked fruit or ordered vegetables.

"Auntie, are you here?" Feng Ye walked outside the yard and called in.

"Hey! Here, it's Xiaotong, come in quickly!" Aunt Li came out of the room, still holding a corn stick in her hand.

"Ma'am is peeling corn." Feng Ye put the basket in his hand on the table in the house.

There are several baskets scattered on the floor of the main room, which are filled with corn kernels and unpeeled corn cobs.

"Yes, I peeled it when I had nothing to do, and after a few days San'er came back and sold it in the city." Aunt Li said with a smile. "You brought fruit again, and you said you don't need to send so much. How did you and your uncle eat so much!"

"Where are there many? When the third brother comes back in a few days, he can also bring it back to the city to feed to his nephew and niece. Where's the uncle?"

"The old man went to visit your second aunt's house. These days, he ran out every day after eating. I don't know what happened to him!" The old lady complained softly while peeling the corn.

"Hehe, the uncle may have something to discuss with Uncle Shenglin. I heard that the third brother will take the aunt and uncle to live in the city, right?"

"Yes. In fact, there is nothing good about going to the city. It's better to be comfortable in the country and raise chickens in various fields. When you go to the city, you will be detained in a small house and can only look at the sky all day long. Alas, How can the family’s fields be done without someone to take care of them? You can’t feel at ease enjoying the blessings, and you only remember the countryside. This is the case when people get old, and it’s easy to fall in love with the old place. But in the end, this is also the wish of the two sons. It’s okay to help take care of the grandchildren..."

The aunt was nagging about trivial matters, and Feng Ye was also silently peeling corn and listening. The old man felt uncomfortable without any children and grandchildren, and always wanted to find someone to talk about homework. Isn't it the same? At that time, I didn't know who was the person who was by my side listening to his nagging.Alas, thinking about decades of life, in fact, it will pass in the blink of an eye. I hope that when I grow old, I can have someone to talk to with me.Thinking of this, Feng Ye also thought of the old man in the clan who was a matchmaker for him, in fact, it can still be considered.After all, after only a few decades of effort, who is sure that he will be able to find the person he likes in his heart, who is connected with him, and who can live a lifetime with him willingly and beautifully?Marry a wife... Feng Ye couldn't help but think of what Xiao Yuanhe said about the marriage between the man and the man when he came back from the county that day. He also said that he wanted to marry me... Oh my god, what am I thinking, am I really cold?Or hidden gay?Feng Ye patted his feverish face, he sighed softly, alas, forget it, don't think about it, the more you think about it, the more chaotic, let this kind of thing take its course.

Feng Ye stayed with Aunt Li in a daze for a while, heard her talk on the phone, and returned home when it was nearly unitary hour.

"Xiaofengye, where have you been for so long? Little Xinghe and I have been waiting for you for a long time, let's cook, I'm hungry!"

"Brother, I want to eat tofu brain!"

As soon as Feng Ye entered the courtyard, two people, one big and one small, sitting on the steps of the main room with their chins resting like two loyal dogs, bombarded Feng Ye in unison.

Feng Ye's mind is full of black lines, what time is it?How come one or two are waiting to be fed? !

"elder brother……"

"Okay, okay, brother will cook right away, can we eat tofu nao tomorrow? Today, brother will cook bamboo rice for you!"

"Bamboo rice? Is it delicious?" Xiao Yuanhe asked with sparkling eyes.

"Yeah! Bamboo tube rice! It's delicious, brother, make it quickly! Brother Xiao, the bamboo tube rice is delicious and fun, oh, but it's very hot now, so maybe it's not fun anymore. It's a scholarly family," Xiao Xing'er said depressingly with.

Feng Ye laughed out loud, you little brat! "Today's bamboo rice is different from what I made before, and I won't let you warm up!"

The bamboo tubes brought back were as thick as an adult's arm, Feng Ye directed Xiao Yuanhe to use a machete and a small saw to cut a long opening in each section of bamboo, just like opening a door for a cylindrical bamboo tube.

Wash the inside of the bamboo tube, soak it in boiling water for a while, prepare the ingredients by washing the rice and chopping bacon, fill the bamboo tube with glutinous rice mixed with minced bacon, put a few pieces of salted fish and a few slices of smoked enema , two stalks of coriander and a small spoonful of bean paste, then cover the cut bamboo slices back as they are, and then put them in a pot with bamboo nets for steaming.

This kind of bamboo tube rice was seen by Feng Ye in a Yao restaurant when he was in college. It was nothing more than the principle of burning bamboo tube rice in the countryside. However, the bamboo tube used in that restaurant has not been replaced for a long time. The steamed bamboo tube rice It doesn't smell like bamboo at all, and the bamboo utensils are even more difficult to see the original deity.

After burning for more than half an hour, the pot began to overflow with a slight fragrance. Feng Ye used another pot to cook some egg and wolfberry leaf soup, and the aroma of the rice in bamboo tubes floating out of the pot became stronger.

"It smells so good! Brother, are you getting better soon?"

Xiao Yuanhe and Xing'er, who ran outside a long time ago and didn't know why they smelled the fragrance, ran into the kitchen together, the gluttonous Xing'er kid stared at the steaming pot and asked eagerly, Xiao Yuanhe didn't say anything, But the eyes staring at the pot are also like a big glutton.

Feng Ye jokingly drove them out, "It's about to get better, don't stay here, it's too hot. Go sit on the stone platform in the yard, I'll take it out right away when it's done. Xing'er went to see if uncle came back !"

"Oh, yes, brother. Ah! Uncle is back!" Xing'er pointed to the door and said happily.

"What's so happy about it?" Mu Qing walked in, looked at them and asked with a smile.

"Bamboo rice! My brother made bamboo rice. Uncle washes his hands and eats soon!" Xing'er said to his uncle diligently setting the bowl and chopsticks.

As soon as he was talking, he saw Feng Ye took out a bunch of round bamboo tubes from the basket and filled soup for everyone.

Xiao Yuanhe couldn't wait to take out a bamboo tube, lifted the cover of the bamboo board, a scent of rice and meat mixed with the unique fragrance of bamboo hit his nose, he tasted it, it was so hot, he didn't taste it, and then took a few mouthfuls , um, delicious, really delicious, with a special rustic and refreshing taste, um, hurry up, I can eat another one later, Xiao Yuanhe buried his head in eating while not forgetting to look at the food in the basket. For the other bamboo tubes, fortunately, Qingshan was not here today, and he was secretly happy.

Over there Xiao Yuanhe was eating vigorously, and Xing'er also looked very hungry.

Everyone ate hard, six rice in bamboo tubes, one for Xing'er and one for Feng Ye, and Xiao Yuanhe and Uncle Qing took care of the rest.

After the meal, everyone took the soup and slurped it slowly, and they were too content to speak.

The sun has not completely set yet. Looking from the gate of the courtyard, the sunlight on the green rice fields in the distance shines on the rice grains gently stroked by the wind. The green waves have a layer of golden edge and swing further away, scorching hot. The breath of the mountain gradually subsided, and the entire mountain village was slowly shrouded in a peaceful dusk.

The next morning, Feng Ye was loosening the soil for leeks in the vegetable garden, and Mu Qing, who went to the cattle pen to clean the sheds for the cattle and sheep, was surprised to find that the ewe had given birth to lambs.

"Feng Ye, come and see! The sheep have given birth to sheep!" He walked out of the yard on the other side of the cattle pen, and shouted at Feng Ye in the vegetable garden.

Feng Ye was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he ran towards the sheep.

Entering the cattle pen, Feng Ye saw a corner of the house paved with straw, where a lamb like a puppy was lying there, and the ewe was beside it gently licking the lamb's body.

It was born without paying much attention. It was really smooth. Judging by the appearance of the ewe and lamb, it should be fine.But the two of them didn't know how to take care of them, so Mu Qing ran to invite Fifth Uncle Li from the village. He was the one who saw that the ewe of Feng Ye's family was pregnant with lambs last time.

Uncle Li Wu was soon pulled over by Mu Qing. After seeing the condition of the sheep mother and offspring, he taught him how to clean up the dirt on the ground, re-laid with new straw, and explained some precautions.

"The lamb is very strong, and the ewe is also very good. It should be that you have taken good care of it, so there will be no problems in the future. Now the lamb is still suckling, so you just need to take care of the ewe. It's not a big problem!" Li Wushu said with a smile.

"Thank you very much, I am really sorry to trouble you, come and have a meal at home." Feng Ye happily invited the old man.

"Hehe, thank you for what, it's nothing. You don't need to eat, I have something to do, old man, so I'll go first."

"Hey, go slowly. Thank you!" Mu Qing sent the old man out.

Feng Ye joyfully went to get the cooked papaya porridge, squatted aside and watched the ewes eat, thinking that he was one step closer to drinking goat milk, and when the lamb grew up a bit, the goat milk would be mine. It's with Xing'er (oh, alive, secretly smirking).

The author has something to say: One more chapter to make up for the 5th

40

Accident...

accident

The quiet country life does not feel the passage of time. In the inadvertent morning and evening, the July Ghost Festival is coming.

New Year's Spring Festival, March Tomb Sweeping Day, May Dragon Boat Festival, July Ghost Festival, August Mid-Autumn Festival, September Double Ninth Festival, Xiaonian Winter Solstice, these festivals are the most important festivals of the year for Dashang folks. The accumulation of ancestors and ancestors has formed their own unique ways of celebration.Sacrificing and expelling ghosts are the most important activities in celebrating the Ghost Festival in the southern states. Therefore, from the day before the Ghost Festival, Dieshan Village began to prepare to sacrifice to the gods in various temples.

Mu Qing is a person who always believes that worshiping God and Buddha is indispensible, so he prepared a lot of food before the ghost festival came. He bought a lot of black, yellow, white, blue and blue paper for making ghost coins, and started I asked everyone in the family to cut paper clothes, paper ingots, paper money and so on a lot of things for sacrifices.

Feng Ye set up a long table in the corridor on the second floor of the inner courtyard, everyone moved bamboo stools, and sat around in a row, except for Mu Qing, Feng Ye, Xing'er, Xiao Yuanhe, and Qing Shan did not do anything. After this kind of thing, at the beginning, they were chatting and doing things enthusiastically like playing, but after the three-point heat, everyone lost patience with those papery things.

The sun outside is burning hot, the air seems to be stagnant without even the slightest wind, even sitting in the house or under the shade of a tree, people are still sweating unceasingly; the hateful thing is that some small mosquitoes are around people's ears Buzzing, occasionally biting you will make you itchy for a long time, and you can't pat it, which is very annoying.

Feng Ye held a bowl of refreshing mung bean soup and took a sip from time to time, feeling that the heat in his heart did not drive him crazy.He glanced at Xiao Yuanhe who was lying crookedly on the bamboo slum in the house, that guy was taking a nap with his chest open, Xing'er was lying beside him soundly asleep, Qing Shan was sitting on the stool beside the slum, holding a large Kui Shan weakly blows a cool breeze to his master, almost knocking his own eyelids shut.

Feng Ye really doesn't understand, this person can go home or go to any big city to enjoy it, but he just stays in this dilapidated mountain village and endures the scorching heat, it's a good thing he can endure it, I really don't understand what he thinks Yes, it seems that rich people are just a little weird.

Sitting across from Feng Ye, Mu Qing is still working hard on Mingyi. I really don’t know why I have to do so much. Just make a few sets of meanings. Well, let’s help, or the underground ancestors should blame themselves This master doesn't even have a servant with filial piety.

Black shoes should be pasted with hard paper and thin bamboo slices and rice paste, clothes should be nailed with buttons of different colors, paper money should be threaded into long strings, yellow paper and white paper are folded into gold and silver treasures like boats... …

Mu Qing said, in this way, our underground ancestors will have enough money to use, and they will manage the upper and lower joints in the Hades to bless the prosperity, wealth, safety and joy of the descendants.

This is actually just a spiritual comfort, just like people go to sacrifice and worship gods, they are used to it, although they know that doing so may not necessarily achieve their wishes, but they still have comfort and fulfill them piously.

On Ghost Festival, every family makes gray water rice dumplings, which are long and thin rice dumplings made of bamboo leaves or reed leaves, with alkaline water inside and no fillings.The cooked zongzi is light golden yellow, and it tastes a bit crunchy. Because there is no filling, people cook thick sugar water for dipping, and they don't feel greasy in the hot summer.

Because the Ghost Festival is a day when ghosts come out to wreak havoc and carnival, it is said that people use this kind of zongzi to entertain the gods and ancestors who are invited back home, and let them protect the home from the intrusion of ghosts.On this day, people stay in the house quietly and cannot go up mountains and rivers to travel far away.

Therefore, on the evening of the Ghost Festival, a grand sacrifice was held, and after the paper money Mingyi that had taken a lot of time was piled up on the table and burned, Feng Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the troubles of the Ghost Festival were finally over.As for the rest of the ghost exorcism activities, it is said that it is a very interesting entertainment. From Gao Xiaoming's point of view, it is probably the same as going to the mountains for an outing.

Feng Ye didn't have much interest in exorcising ghosts, but he had a soft spot for going up the mountain. Therefore, on the second morning of Ghost Festival, he packed up his things early, and Feng Ye took a few members of his family and followed the crowd up the mountain.

Except for the old and the weak who couldn't walk or didn't want to move, everyone in the village went to several mountains around the village in batches, and Feng Ye followed Changsheng and the others to the mountain where they picked Renzi last time.

The several hills were not far apart. After climbing to the top of the mountain, Feng Ye heard a voice calling from a distant hill, and someone echoed from the other hill.Many of Feng Ye and his group were young men like Chang Sheng. At this time, when they heard someone else yelling first, several of them couldn't help but yelled loudly to the other side.People on other hilltops also responded one after another. In an instant, the voices of the boys scolding me and laughing at you echoed in the valley, and then they simply started singing folk songs.

Feng Ye found it very interesting. It turns out that this is exorcising ghosts. Such loud cursing and yelling are indeed enough to scare the ghosts away.

Feng Ye was not interested in these things, so he picked up the scorpions with a basket. Xiao Yuanhe walked along with the wind and night in the spring breeze. Fan fluttering Linxian appearance.Many little girls were also laughing and picking up the scorpions, and when they saw Xiao Yuanhe, they blushed and ran away, with a shy and embarrassing look.

What a scourge, a scourge that attracts bees and butterflies!Feng Ye looked at him speechlessly, pretending to be chic.

Xing'er and a few children were having fun on the grass, completely ignoring the adults at home, while Mu Qing sat under the shade of a tree chatting happily with a few village uncles, and did not forget to look at the Xing'er who was having fun on the grass Son.

When Feng Ye picked most of the basket of Ren Zi and returned to rest under the shade of the tree, the young men who had been shouting at each other and the children who were playing around just now died down, and everyone sat under the shade of the tree and ate the lunch tea they brought. Enjoy a rare group picnic moment.

Because of exorcising ghosts on this Ghost Festival, Feng Ye's family added two jars of Renzi wine.

After the Ghost Festival, everyone's life returned to normal.

One afternoon, two guests came to Feng Ye's house.

The two guests came almost at the same time, one of them was Aunt Li's eldest son who worked in a wine shop in the city, and the other was a noble son surnamed Xiao from the capital.

Feng Ye immediately judged that the former was his guest, and the latter must have come to see Xiao Yuanhe. Therefore, after saying hello, Feng Ye pushed the new Mr. Xiao to Xiao Yuanhe.

"Brother Li, do you need me for anything?" Feng Ye led Li Da to sit down in the corridor on the second floor of the inner courtyard, brought mung bean paste to the guests, and asked after a while.

"Yes, there is something I want to tell you." Li Da took a few sips of mung bean paste, "I think Brother Li Tong is also a straightforward person, so I'll just say it straight. I came to you this time to talk to you." Tell me about the field. When your parents passed away, your grandfather sold several acres of land, and my family bought two acres. At that time, I wanted to save more land and collect rent even if I didn’t come back to farm. It's enough to take care of the elderly. But you also know that I have been in the city for these years. There are only old parents at home, and I can't take care of the fields. This time I came back to take my parents to the city. But I’m here. I heard that brother, you intend to buy back the fields that your grandfather sold back then, so I want to ask you, if I sell those fields of your family back to you, would you be willing?”

Li Da finished speaking in one breath, and looked at Feng Ye with a smile.

Feng Ye was slightly taken aback. He deliberately wanted to buy back some of his family's old fields so that the family could rely on them in the future. He was still in trouble as to how to speak to others, but he didn't expect someone to come and talk about it now. .

He said with a smile on his face: "Yes, why not! I also want to thank Brother Li for coming to tell me about this in person. Thank you so much!"

Li Da smiled and said: "It's just by the way. My family's fields are already hard to take care of. This time I come back and I also want to deal with things here as soon as possible and go back to work. Brother, you can agree so readily that you have helped me." I'm very busy."

Sure enough, he is worthy of doing things in the city, Shun Shui's kindness is timely, Feng Ye appreciates his kindness very much.

"Since my brother agreed, if you have free time these two days, do you think you should go to the city to go through the formalities? The price will be the same as the price when I bought it back then. What do you think?"

Although time and space change, the rise in prices is always the same. Of course, the price ten years ago is not the same as it is today. It is obvious that people have given Feng Ye a big advantage. Such a small amount of money is not in other people's words.

"Since Big Brother Li said so, then I'm not polite anymore, thank you Big Brother! Do you think I will go to the city tomorrow to go through the formalities?"

"Okay! Then it's settled like this. These days, you take care of the old parents and mothers at home, brother Domon. If you need help with anything in the future, just come to you, Brother Li. I will definitely help if I can help."

"Thank you, Brother Li. Actually, I didn't do anything. My uncle and aunt also helped me a lot."

"Hehe, then I'll leave first, and I have to take a lot of food to the city. The guest at your house looks like a noble person, brother, you should go and entertain. I'm leaving!" Li Da said Just got up and went downstairs.

Feng Ye sent him out of the courtyard before returning.

He walked into the main room cheerfully, and saw Uncle Qing and Xiao Yuanhe chatting enthusiastically with the visitor named Xiao Yuantu, and looked at him with a smile when he came in.

"Hehe, keep talking! I'll just sit and sit." Feng Ye waved his hands happily.

"Xiaofengye, it looks like I'm leaving you." Xiao Yuanhe said with a smile.

Feng Ye was stunned for a moment, glanced at Xiao Yuantu and then smiled, "Really? Are you going home?"

"Why does Fengye seem to want me to go? I'm so reluctant to leave you, why don't you let me go?! I'm so sad!" Xiao Yuanhe pretended to be pitiful.

Xiao Yuantu let out a "chi" laugh, Feng Ye secretly rolled his eyes, and again, this guy's intermittent ruffian problem.

"How could it be? I am also very reluctant for you to leave, but you are not from our family after all, so it is not good to force you to stay, or your family will settle accounts with me. You are welcome to come to my house at any time after you leave. .”

"Hehe, then I'll just remember. Xiaofengye, I'm going to Anzhou for a few days this time, and I'll be back. Don't worry, and don't miss me."

Shameless!Who is worried that you miss you? Depressed, Feng Ye couldn't help but rolled his eyes again.

That afternoon, Xiao Yuanhe, master and servant, and Xiao Yuantu left.

The house suddenly became quiet again, without Xiao Yuanhe who usually made jokes, the house seemed a bit empty.Xiao Yuanhe has lived at home for almost a month, and the family members are used to his presence, now that he is leaving all of a sudden, it is really a little unaccustomed, it makes people feel deserted for no reason that the show is over.

Feng Ye sighed a little, it seems that he still likes to be lively, but there is always a banquet in life, a passer-by is a passer-by after all, let's live a small life with his family.

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41: Pheasant

The next day, Feng Ye went to the city to follow Li Da to the county government's household registration department to transfer the land property. After the land deed was obtained, the two acres of paddy fields would belong to Feng Ye only after Li's family harvested the autumn grain.

The fields are located by the road at the entrance of the village, and the stream formed by the confluence of several small streams in the ravine passes here. The villagers built a small puddle with big stones in the stream, and the women in the village usually come here. do the laundry.

Feng Ye planned to dig one of the paddy fields next to the road for more than five cents into a fish pond after the fields were taken back after autumn, to raise fish and various lotus roots, and to plant mulberry trees or sugar cane beside the fish pond. It can be regarded as a complete set of farming, mulberry, fishery and animal husbandry.

Feng Ye also wanted to buy some mountain land as soon as possible after autumn, so that he could transplant fruit trees and graft fruit branches next spring.After many days of inquiring and comparing, Feng Ye took a fancy to two places, one is a small hill opposite Feng Ye's house, separated from the hillside where Feng Ye's house is located by a large field, this place is still deserted The Gongjia mountain that I saw is still full of lush and lush fir trees; one is the small back mountain of Feng Ye’s house. There are many wild fruit trees growing on that large back mountain, so you can circle one and buy it. Based on the original foundation, an orchard was built, which was close to Feng Ye's house, so it would be very convenient to take care of the fruit trees or pick fruits in the future.

The families in Dieshan Village more or less already have mountain land, and they were all divided by households when they were ancestors.Feng Ye's family used to have one too, but his family has always had a small number of people, and the mountain land they were allotted at the beginning was not much. Later, when his grandfather sold the land, he also sold the small mountain land together with the timber in the mountain. gave it to someone else.The family felled the wood back then and planted apricot and peach trees, and now the orchard has sold several crops of fruit.

Feng Ye doesn't necessarily want to buy back his family's land, he just wants to have more land that he can rely on in the future, and it doesn't matter who owns it.

As a farmer in ancient times, as long as it was not a time of war, it was always a good thing to have more land and real estate.

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After the Ghost Festival, the days are slowly approaching the summer heat, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter day by day.

The countryside, which is not busy with farming, is actually very leisurely. Feng Ye lives very regularly now. Every morning, he goes to milk the goats, and when he comes back, he gives Mu Qing to make breakfast, and then he and Mu Qing take care of the vegetable field or fields in the morning. In the afternoon, I may take a nap for more than half an hour, or clean up the house in the afternoon, or go up the mountain to collect firewood and pick wild fruits, go to the fields to dig herbs, cut grass, or go fishing in some corner of the field, or simply squat Drink tea at home and look up at the sky.

Xing'er is not so attached to him anymore, the little guy is now at the age of being active and playful, and now he is very good with Zhang Carpenter's clever ghost, the two little ghosts hang out all day long.Mu Qing has already started to teach them how to read and write. Mu Qing has more pen and ink than Feng Ye, and it is more than enough to teach two preschool kids.But the two little things can't calm down, and it often takes several days for them to recognize a few words properly.

It has been a week since Xiao Yuanhe left, Feng Ye thought, he should go home, he said that he would go back to Feng Ye's house is actually a joke.When I went to the county to transfer households and fields that day, Feng Ye went to Zhengtai Bank to withdraw money. He asked the steward there about Xiao Yuanhe, but the steward didn't know if he didn't want to tell him or he really didn't know, anyway, Feng Ye It is impossible to find out his whereabouts at all.

Since this is the case, forget it, and treat it as a friend who met by chance, and we will meet again in the future.

Feng Ye sighed, so he didn't know it, he had already regarded Xiao Yuanhe as his friend without knowing it, he even lived at home, followed Feng Ye to collect firewood, pick fruits, choose vegetables and pull weeds, doing Those trivial farming tasks seem to be a part of our own family.Feng Ye can force him to use his miraculous kung fu to do physical work for him, he can lead him to fish in the mud with bare feet, and he can lie on the grass basking in the sun without any image.However, when his friend (or brother) from a scholarly family——Xiao Yuantu, dressed in luxurious clothes and driving a carriage pulled by a horse, stood in Feng Ye's house in a dignified manner, he immediately realized that One fact: Xiao Yuanhe is not an ordinary person.

He is not an ordinary commoner like Feng Ye, even if his surname is Xiao, Feng Ye also intuited that he is definitely not as simple as a merchant and rich family he said.It's hard for him like this to be a brother who takes care of Feng Ye, at least, he won't stay in such a narrow and remote valley like Dieshan Village.He has been a "village" in Feng Ye's family for more than a month, and he has lived a civilian life with Feng Ye's family for more than 20 days. Feng Ye almost forgot about this.

So, after he goes back this time, maybe he won't come, at least not in the short term.

Feng Ye feels a little regretful, Xiao Yuanhe is actually a good friend, he is smart, well-informed, articulate, has a chic demeanor, and is quite interesting in his dealings with others, he is the kind of person that Feng Ye in his previous life has always admired.After getting used to getting along with him, Feng Ye also felt that although he was a little unruly intermittently, overall he was very comfortable and pleasant.

I hope he will come here to play again in the future——Feng Ye looked at Hongxia in the sky and thought with a smile.

Without Xiao Yuanhe, the days without waves are still going on.

After the great heat, Feng Ye and Mu Qing collected the sweet potatoes and peanuts from the field again. Taking advantage of the hot sun, Feng Ye also made some dried sweet potatoes. I thought Xiao Xing'er would like it, but who knew that this little guy didn't like it at all. As a reward for face, Mu Qing doesn't like to eat either.Feng Ye had no choice but to distribute the dried sweet potatoes to Aunt Gao and Sister-in-law Zhang's family, leaving only a little bit to eat slowly.

When approaching summer and autumn, the weather is always exceptionally clear, and the sun is so dazzling that it seems to be able to illuminate all the darkness and filth.

At such a time, Feng Ye really liked going up the mountain again.

Feng Ye felt very happy.

Because he caught a wild pheasant, a nest of young pheasants, and a nest of eggs, on the ridge where he found the two pheasants last year.

In the mountains in that area, just as Changsheng said, there are already many pheasants moving around.There are many traces left by pheasants on the edge of the spring water and on the grass in the valley. Once you enter the forest, you can hear the crowing of pheasants from time to time.

Feng Ye originally went to pick sansho in the valley, but when he saw the marks on the ground, he remembered the pheasant nest he found last year, so he picked ripe sansan, dug a few handfuls of herbs, and then climbed up the mountain to have a look. A hen pheasant was found beside the thorn bushes, and when he got closer, he could hear a thin "chirp chirp" call from the thorn bushes.

Feng Ye immediately concluded that it was a brood of young pheasants.He walked over, and the female pheasant clucked in panic and jumped into the thorn bushes, and then two clucking pheasants sprang out from under the root of the mountain fern not far away. Fleeing away.

It seems that there are quite a lot of pheasants nesting here.

Feng Ye walked to the mountain fern, pushed aside the leaves and vines, and saw a nest of eggs lying in a shallow pit by the root of the mountain fern, which was actually covered with a layer of pine needles and reed wadding.

There were twelve pheasant eggs in total, and they were still warm to the touch. It should be that the pheasant was still cuddling just now.

Feng Ye took six eggs, and the other six should be reserved for the pheasants to reproduce.

He walked around again and found three or four pheasant nests. The pheasants were not there, so they probably went out to look for food, or they heard the noise and fled.There was also fourteen eggs lying in one of the nests, and Feng Ye took half of them as usual.

Feng Ye returned to the side of the thorn bush, the chirping sound inside was still there.

Feng Ye cut off some of the thorns with a hatchet, and as soon as he started, the pheasant he saw just now jumped out from the other side of the thorns, fled into the forest and grass, and almost disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Feng Ye cut down two branches and set aside thorns and vines. He slumped into the stone nest and saw a nest of chicks huddled in a natural stone mortar hole lined with grass wadding.

Those fluffy little pheasants should have just hatched, and they were still staggering when they walked around. No wonder the mother pheasant couldn't escape with them.

After counting, there were actually sixteen young pheasants. Feng Ye carefully carried them into the back basket and planned to take them home to raise them. Anyway, there are a lot of pheasants now. Taking away a brood should not damage the ecology. Balanced.

The litters of chickens and ducklings in the family have already hatched, and now their feathers are gradually plump, and they can already follow the hens to find food in the yard. The small yard is almost not enough for them to have fun. There are more than a dozen more litters The little pheasant is alive and well, the flock is really impressive.

The elated Feng Ye walked down the valley with a basket on his back, and he hadn't turned around the little place where he dug up ginseng last time.