Bianshanhan [farming]

When the good things came back, Zhou Yao came to Li's house, picked out what she wanted, and also brought medicine for Jiang's stomach and Chen's waist cream.Although Chen's waist hasn't hurt for a long time, pressing it for a few more years will only benefit and not harm.

Frostbite, cold and fever are the most common problems in border towns in winter, so medicines are prepared early every year. Needless to say, the officers and soldiers in the camp, people outside will also use their own food and mushrooms and ganoderma to replace medicines.

Zhou Yao gave Li Qingwen a pulse, because she ate Li Qingwen's special grilled fish a while ago, Zhou Yao specifically told Chen that too much was too much, and Li Qingwen couldn't wear so many clothes.

Farmers always listened to what the doctor said, and finally Li Qingwen was able to wear two layers less under his fur robe.

Although he knew that studying was very important, Li Qingzhuo hadn't come back for several years, Li Qingwen was going to the capital after the new year, and Mrs. Chen took her two sons to the village.

Seeing the handsome brothers sitting together, the elders all sighed. The last time they sat on the kang of his house, Li Qingzhuo was only in his early ten years, and Li Qingwen was seven or eight years old. In a blink of an eye, they both grew into two big ones.

The juniors are growing up day by day, and the elders are getting old unknowingly. While gratifying, there are also feelings that time is not forgiving.

Knowing that the two children of the Li family are good at studying, the elders didn't say anything about the girls, knowing that the border towns are probably matched with these two capable and reliable boys.

Li Qingwen and Li Qingzhuo's prepared rhetoric was useless.

It couldn't be better.

They are full of food, warm in clothes, and the warehouses are full. With confidence in their hearts, every household in the village is beaming, talking with smiles all over their faces, and they are much more friendly whether they are with the family members or the outside world.

Cang Lin knows the etiquette in reality, and knows honor and disgrace when she has enough food and clothing.

Everyone wants to be decent, but after having no worries about food and clothing, being decent requires racking his brains in order to fill his stomach when three meals are not enough. How could he think so much?

This year is different from previous years, there are many things, so this winter no longer go to the forest, everyone is inside and outside the camp, regardless of adults or children, are looking forward to the New Year.

Li Qingwen and his second brother came out from the sixth grandfather's house, but the old man insisted on coming out to see them off, so the two brothers stopped for a long time before they left.

When walking back, they saw a figure on the other side of the field from a distance, and they were wondering, what are they doing in the field in this icy and snowy place?

There was still some time before dinner, Li Qingwen and Li Qingzhuo walked there for a while, met the person who came back, and found that it was the uncle of the Jiang family.

The Jiang family still held the shovel in their hands, and as they approached, Li Qingwen asked, "Uncle, what did you do?"

"I'll go and see the saplings." Jiang Jiahe stood behind to shield Li Qingwen from the wind, "Boy, the orange trees on the mountain are all dead, it's not easy to grow them here."

Li Qingwen also knew that the orange tree was hard to live here, but he just tried various things. He didn't expect Jiang's family to be so caring, and he went to take care of it in the cold weather, so he said quickly: "Uncle, if you die, you will die. Don't look at it. Be careful of freezing."

After freezing to death last year, Jiangjiahe replanted some more this year. Before the weather was cold, it was useless to cultivate the orange trees, and they still did not survive.

After sending Jiang's family to the camp, Li Qingwen sat still while listening to Ma Yongchen and the others talk about going home.

Ma Yongjiang and the others are free now. Except for Jiang Liping and Jiang Cong who will continue to work in the border town, everyone else can go home. They have been away from home for several years, and naturally they miss them very much. At this time, everyone is very excited.

The Jiang family was leaving too, his son was fine, Li Qingwen was getting better day by day, there was still a family in Hongzhou, and they couldn't stay in the border town any longer.

Not only them, Li Qingwen and the people from Yangshu Village also had to go back to Bingzhou after the new year, not only to send those who moved away from the border town, but also to go home to worship their ancestors.

In the future, most of them will take root in border towns, separated by thousands of miles, so they have to go back and talk to their ancestors.

A few years ago, he had been thinking day and night and looking forward to such a day, but these people really left the border town, and it would be difficult to see each other again, Li Qingwen felt quite uncomfortable.

Seeing Li Qingwen's lonely face, Jiang Jiahe patted his hand, "Uncle is not old yet, I'll come and see him later."

Li Qingwen immediately said: "I will go to see Uncle too!"

Jiang Jiahe smiled, "That's what Zier said, even if you don't come, don't forget that you still have a home in Hongzhou."

In a word, Li Qingwen's nose was sore. He hugged Jiang Jiahe's arm and leaned his head against it.

Jiang Jiahe patted his head, "Jiang Cong will be your father's son, and Zi'er will be Uncle Jiang's son, okay?"

The Jiang family had been in the border town for about a year, and seeing Li Qingwen and the Li family like this, he knew that his son was no different here than at home. Like Jiang Cong, he felt sorry for Li Qingwen, and he was very reluctant to leave.

"Okay." Li Qingwen responded immediately.

When Jiang Cong came back, he saw his father and his son leaning against each other, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

Ma Yongjiang shouted loudly at Jiang Cong: "Don't worry, after we send uncle back, go kowtow to the ancestors, and then come back to accompany you!"

Hu Lichuan next to him mercilessly said: "It sounds nice, you want to accompany Miss Tao."

Ma Yongjiang giggled, looking silly.

They want to go back when they go back, but many people discuss that they will come again.

It was getting dark, and Li Qingwen and Li Qingzhuo were going back, but Jiang Cong kept sending them out, carrying two heavy boxes in his hands.

Li Qingzhuo took one, and Li Qingwen was empty-handed. Seeing that Jiang Cong's other hand was not gloved, he pulled it up.

Jiang Cong didn't make a sound, turned his wrist over and wrapped his hand in his palm.

It wasn't until they got home that the two of them reluctantly separated their hands.

I don't know if it's nervous, excited, or hot, but Li Qingwen always feels that his left hand is always hot.

Jiang Cong didn't stay to eat, put down his things, whispered something to Li Qingwen, and then went back to the camp.

When Mrs. Chen heard the news, Jiang Cong had already left, and she chanted for a long time.

In the evening, the family sat and ate, and Li Zhengliang, who had eaten too much dried meat during the day, suddenly ran to the east room and said excitedly, "Nurse, do you think I am majestic?"

Sitting cross-legged on the kang, everyone who was holding bowls looked back and saw Li Zhengliang wearing a golden crown on his head. The crown was inlaid with gemstones of various colors, shining dazzlingly in the candlelight.

Everyone was stunned, "Where did you get this?"

Only Li Qingwen knew, so he hurried down to the West Room to see that the two boxes had been opened, and a familiar copper key was still stuck in one of the locks.

After a hasty bite of food, Mrs. Chen put away the bowls and chopsticks, Li Qingzhuo spread a large coarse cloth on the side of the kang, and the two bags were brought up.

Li Qingwen poured all the contents on the coarse cloth, and after a while, the Li family saw two large piles of gold, silver and jewelry.

"This, what is this?" The whole family was shocked.

"This is the treasure of Lord Lowe. We brought it back after he died," Li Qingwen said.

He also knew it just now, Jiang Cong told him before a stick of incense, it was for the two of them.

When they were in the north, they were divided with Lin Xiuyun.

After returning, because Jiang Cong and Li Qingwen were not there, I only parted the fur that was prone to moisture and bugs, and left the rest untouched.

Because this pile of things was too conspicuous, I only glanced at it a few times, and quickly put it back into the box.

Chen clutched her chest, where it was beating non-stop.

Now the family is not short of money, but suddenly seeing so much gold and unfamiliar treasures, she just feels dizzy.

Li Qingwen didn't do much to defeat Grand Duke Luo Wei. Li Qingrui led so many people there, but only Jiang Cong and others actually killed the enemy.

In the end, half of the treasures were with Li Qingwen and Jiang Cong, and the rest were shared equally between Jiang Liping and the others.

Li Qingrui felt something was wrong and asked his brother what was going on.

Li Qingwen didn't know how they were divided, anyway, Jiang Cong gave them all to him.

Li Maoxian was calm and said, "Ask Jiang Cong tomorrow."

Because of these treasures, it was a little difficult for the Li family to sleep this night.

Li Qingwen's fighting spirit was ignited, a small lord has so many treasures, if he defeated Luo Cheguo, it would be many times more.

However, after thinking about it, war involves bloodshed and death, so forget it.

The next day, Li Qingwen took his nephews out to make snowmen.

Other people's snowmen are two round balls. Li Qingwen's has long legs. It is not easy to make these two legs. Both legs are unsteady.

The legs were ready, but the body was not easy. Li Qingwen scraped with a knife for a long time, but he didn't make the waist so thin. He was afraid that it would collapse, so he didn't dare to continue, and then he shaved the neck and head.

Other people's snowmen were only half a person tall, but Li Qingwen's snowman was taller than his, twisted and crooked, and it looked like it was about to fall, but it was also very ugly.

If it hadn't been for my uncle who spent a long time making it, Li Zhengliang really wanted to smash it down with a shovel.

The dogs thought it was a toy, and wanted to climb up the two snow-made legs one by one. Mao Mao stood in front of the snowman, and the dogs were eager to try.

Li Qingwen didn't dislike ugliness, and when he was done, he stood on tiptoe like a thief, and secretly kissed the carrot nose on the snowman's face.

Although the shape of the nose is not the same at all, the snowman has no soul at all without a carrot.

What he wanted was a snowman with a soul.

Li Qingwen thought he was hiding it, but two people saw it clearly.

Li Zhengyan hugged his father's neck, "Dad, little uncle wants to eat carrots."

Li Qingrui pretended not to see who this snowman was, "Yes, yes, I will cut a plate of carrots for your uncle at noon."

At noon, a plate of carrots and a plate of white radishes were made at the dinner table. Li Zhengyan seriously discussed with her uncle, "Eat this, don't eat the snowman's nose!"

Li Qingwen stuck his steaming face on the plate, eat!