Bianshanhan [farming]

When mentioning the young elder, Liu He told Li Qingwen's words to the other elders of the tribe. The other elders grinned and told Li Qingwen about Qin Shuyuan through Liu He's transmission.

"Our little elder left the tribe when he was not very old. It was very hard to go outside when we first went out. We couldn't even eat venison. People in the tribe were always worried that he would be cheated." Liu He said: "The past few years have been better. gone."

Li Qingwen thought about Qin Shuyuan carefully, and it seemed that he was not a person who was easily deceived, but the worries of the Chatu tribe were not unreasonable. The days of living in seclusion in the mountains were simple and peaceful, and there must be many things in the capital.

Knowing that Li Qingzhuo and Li Qinghong were going back to the capital, several old elders asked Li Qingwen how long he could stay in the forest. They went back to pack some things and brought them to the capital for Qin Shuyuan.

They will be busy here for more than a month, Li Qingwen told the elders not to worry.

There is a stove on the bank of the Nuan River, and the wood is crackling in the stove, and a pot is sitting on the fire. In the pot, ginger, sugar, dates, tea bags, and goat's milk are being boiled.

Because the Li family raises a lot of goats, there is surplus goat milk all year round. This stuff has a strong taste when drunk directly. After processing, both adults and children like it very much.

After counting the time, Li Zhengliang climbed out of the warm river, took out the tea bags in the pot with chopsticks, and scooped some goat milk tea with a spoon for Li Qingzhuo to let his second uncle taste it.

After cooking, Li Zhengliang and Li Zhengming scooped the goat milk into bowls and put them on wooden trays floating in the warm river. Whoever wanted to drink would serve the bowls.

After the two brothers finished, they came back trembling and jumped into the river for a while to warm up.

Su Yuanbao leaned against Li Qingwen, their faces were fumigated pink by the heat, like peaches with thin skin and plump juice.

Both of them had milk stains at the corners of their mouths, which was more than the goat milk they drank.

Su Shuqing leaned against the stone wall, with his back resting on the slightly raised stones, as if someone was gently pressing the various acupuncture points, he was very comfortable. He squinted his eyes and drank hot wine while talking to someone, and felt very comfortable .

There are also hot springs around the capital. He used to go to the hot springs with his elder brother a few times, but later he got busy and couldn't care about them anymore.

Xu Qingyuan and Jiang Cong were talking, and at first they were talking about Li Qingwen's life in private school, hearing Xu Qingyuan's praise, Jiang Cong curled his lips, "He has always been so good, whether he is farming or studying. "

Li Qingwen has long passed the age of weak crown, but with a small face and clear eyes, he is still regarded as a child at home, but when he heard "be good" from Jiang Cong's mouth, Xu Qingyuan inexplicably felt that something was different, but he didn't think deeply, just agreed nod.

After a group of people soaked in comfort, they left Nuanhe. Liu and the others took the rice they brought over from the border town and roared away with a group of dogs—

Two shaggy puppies were left behind.

Every time Liu He meets Li Qingwen with a group of dogs, there will always be a few less when he leaves. Even when Li Qingwen goes to their tribe, he will abduct a few intentionally or unintentionally when he leaves...

So, up to now, the Li family has dozens of dogs, thanks to Mao Mao who helps them manage them, otherwise they would roam the streets and alleys, making the village uneasy.

But today's two Mao Dundun were comfortable with Su Yuanbao and Xu Qingyuan, so they didn't follow them in a daze.

Xu Qingyuan likes dogs, but he is afraid of big ones. When he looks at the small ones, the tenderness in his eyes almost melts into water.

Back from Rehe, the fire had already been set up at the cabin, Li Qingwen and the others stayed here to pick oily fruits and make candles, while those who arrived first went to soak in the warm river.

It was the first time for Su Shuqing and Xu Qingyuan to see candles being made. They couldn't help being amazed when they saw a rush wrapped in wax oil over and over again, and it became thicker and thicker in circles.

They didn't stay idle either, and they started to work together, stepping on the wood, using the rollers inside, crushing the oily fruit, and then steaming and boiling the wax oil.

At first, they only made white candles. Later, Li Qingwen bought the seeds of safflower. They planted safflower, harvested the petals when they bloomed, and made red dye to make red candles.

In Beijing, red candles are more expensive than white candles, and red candles are often used for weddings.

At the beginning, only the forests had oily fruits. Later, Li Qingwen started planting them in the north of the camp. After several years of growing, they hadn't yet reached the fruiting stage. Every winter, there were very few oily fruits.

Li Qingwen didn't stay in the cabin all the time, he followed Jiang Cong to various guard posts.

Two people, two horses, are walking through the snow in the forest. The sound of the horses' hooves stepping on the broken branches is crisp and clear. The wind blows the snow on the leaves, and the thin snow powder falls profusely. When the light shines, the golden light shines.

When Li Qingwen looked up, a section of his white face was exposed under the leather skirt covering his nose and mouth, reflecting the warm color of the sun.

The forest is beautiful all the time, especially when the person I like is by my side, I feel even more excited.

The two people's hands never let go, and the leather tube made of sheepskin was strong and warm. Li Qingwen's left hand and Jiang Cong's right hand were inserted into each end, and they were held together in the leather tube, and they were warm all the way.

In the past few years when they went to study in the capital, Li Qingwen and Jiang Cong got together less often, and when they were together, they were extremely precious.

As soon as it got dark, the two reined in their horses, pitched a tent on the spot, lit a fire to cook, and then got into sleeping bags together.

In winter, people in the border town wear quite a lot of clothes, and during the day they are severely restrained. When they are in the sleeping bag, their skin touches, and Li Qingwen's soft belly rubs against his distinct abdominal muscles. He couldn't hold back and touched it.

The sky can see, with such beautiful abs, no one can resist this temptation, especially Li Qingwen.

He moved quickly, but was still caught by Jiang Cong.

Jiang Cong grabbed his hand and put it back under his stomach, "Zai'er is being polite to brother, it's too strange."

It was still a little stiff at first, but when Li Qingwen began to feel the faint ravine with his palms, many small flowers popped out of the black ground in his heart.

Touching it inch by inch, Li Qingwen was elated, and then Jiang Cong led his hand down slowly...

When he realized that the touch was not right, it was too late to pull his hands away. Because of the momentary greed, Li Qingwen was kneaded and kneaded like dough, and it took this shape for a while, and then it took another shape for a while.

In the middle of the night, Li Qingwen was finally twisted into noodles and lay limp on Jiang Cong's chest.

Jiang Cong embraced him, and stroked his smooth back with one hand. Wherever he went, there were dots of traces on his warm jade-like back.

Just when Li Qingwen began to doze off, Jiang Cong suddenly came out of his sleeping bag and said, "There is someone."

In the forest, under the moonlight, more than a dozen figures were walking in the snow. They were walking well, but at some point a tall person stood in front of them.

The sound of wow-wah screaming broke the silence of the forest at night, and soon, each of these people was tied up with ropes, tied like a bunch of grasshoppers.

In Daliang, the imperial court has issued a decree that the common people are not allowed to enter the forest to steal ginseng, but many people still take risks to go north for money, because the forest is too big, neither the Chatu tribe nor the officers and soldiers can completely guard against it. .

The group had been very careful to avoid the sentry post, but they ran into Jiang Cong head-on.

After tying them up, Jiang Cong and Li Qingwen went back to sleep for a while, and then led them to the nearest guard post.

These people are all poor people in Daliang, after all, it is not for money, and no one wants to risk their lives to dig ginseng here.

Inside the cabin, all these people were begging for mercy, hoping that the officers and soldiers would show their hands high and let them go.

Jiang Cong was standing at the window, walked a few steps, stood in front of a young man who was squatting on the ground begging for mercy, and suddenly said something.

The man glanced at Jiang Cong quickly, then realized something was wrong, and quickly lowered his head again.

But it was too late, his face and eyes gave away too much.

Jiang Cong said: "Tie it up, it's a Puju man."

The others were driven to the next room first, and the Puju man who pretended to be a commoner in Daliang was left alone.

Sitting in front of the fireplace, Li Qingwen warmed up by the fire and listened to Jiang Cong interrogate this man. This Puyu man's Daliang dialect still had a Hongzhou accent.

The man said that he was a commoner from the Pugu country, named Cui Ji, because his family was so poor that he couldn’t make it through, so he thought of picking ginseng. No worries about eating and drinking.

There are many dangers in the forest. He met these people and walked together. Those people never found out his identity. The reason why he pretended to be from Daliang was because he was afraid that he would be made things difficult by the officers and soldiers of Daliang after he was caught.

In fact, quite a few Putu people also ran into the forest. This man named Cui Ji said the same thing as the Pugu people they caught before.

Jiang Cong knew it was different, and took Cui Ji with him when he left the guard post.

This time, Li Qingwen didn't stay in the forest for too long. He got the things from the Chatu tribe and followed Jiang Cong back to the border town.

When they came back, it happened that Li Qingzhuo's affairs in the border town had ended and he was going back to the capital with his colleagues.

Although the Chinese New Year would be in a month, but he was on business and couldn't stay at will, so Li Qingwen took the three leather bags Liu He gave him and his second brother to Qin Shuyuan when he returned to the capital.

Li Qingwen knew that the second brother was in such a hurry because of Lin Weisheng's case. He went back to the border town this time and went to Jiang Cong to find a few prisoners privately. These people were not what Dali Temple wanted to find this time. He was an official in Huzhou and experienced the cases of the year.

No matter how reluctant he was, the Li family had no choice but to send him away. Li Qingfeng took Li Qingzhuo and the people from Dali Temple to Linsu to take a boat.

During the day, Li Qingwen went to the liquor store in Xincheng to sell liquor for Li Maoqun, and when it got dark, he went to the yamen to find Jiang Cong.

Li Qingwen was still thinking about the case, when Fang came over to deliver sugar cakes, and told a surprising news - Zhong Yuan's son had been found.

What's even more bizarre is that his long-lost son turned out to be Cui Ji brought back by Jiang Cong.

Zhong Yuan has been looking for his son, and every time he catches Puju people, he will come to ask, but he returns disappointed, but this time, his son is standing right in front of him!

After so many years, it is a great thing that he finally got his wish, but Cui Ji didn't think so, he didn't recognize Zhong Yuan, and only said that his father died a long time ago.

The next day, old Xingtou suffered from a cold, Li Qingwen took medicine from Zhou Yao and went to the camp to cook. Old Xingtou was lying on the kang, and Zhong Yuan, who was drunk, held a wine jar and wiped his tears there.

"I, I didn't, I didn't want to lose them..." Zhong Yuan said with red eyes, "I just went out to check, but I was arrested as a deserter and imprisoned for several years..."

In the early years, Zhong Yuan joined the army in the northeast frontier, encountered heavy fog while patrolling, accidentally rolled down the slope, seriously injured his hand, and was rescued by a Puju woman in the mountains.

The woman was originally a widow and had been bullied in the village. Zhong Yuan helped her a lot with her injuries. The two had feelings and had a child.

Zhong Yuan's family was very poor, he thought he would be single for the rest of his life, but when he met this Puju woman, he didn't understand and didn't want to understand what happened between Daliang and Puju, he just felt that he had a wife, and the wife gave birth to a child , he should support the family.

After recovering from his injury, Zhong Yuan still stayed in the mountains. Not long after his second child was born, he wanted to find out the news, hoping to bring his wife and child back to Daliang.

In the end, he was taken back as a deserter and nearly lost his head. Later, his friend in the army dealt with Zhong Yuan, and Zhong Yuan was saved from death, but he was imprisoned for more than two years.

Later, when he tried his best to find it secretly, the whole village was empty, and the whereabouts of his wife and children were unknown.

At the beginning, he didn't know what happened, so he could only return to Daliang in despair.

The feeling of longing is stagnant in his heart, and sometimes he wonders whether those years in the mountains were just a dream. He borrows alcohol to relieve his worries, and after drinking, he talks about his beautiful wife and children to everyone.

In his eyes, his wife and children are the best, and he will inevitably exaggerate when he talks about it, but in the end he is called bragging and daydreaming.

After being talked about a lot, he didn't refute anymore, and even said big things on purpose. When he was ridiculed, he laughed and shed tears.

Originally, he thought that this life would end like this, but he received a letter from Jiang Cong a few years ago, almost unexpectedly, Zhong Yuan came to the border town.

A few years ago, when Li Qingwen had an accident, many Puju people were rescued back to the camp. He asked them one by one, and the older people told him that before he went to find his wife and children, Puju fought and many people were robbed and dragged into the army. , it seems that the village in the deep mountains has not escaped.

Most of Zhong Yuan's life has passed, he planted a few acres of land in the border town, and his only thought was to find his lost relatives.

Now the son has been found, but he hates him so much that he doesn't want to recognize him at all.

Li Qingwen was brewing medicine in the outside room while listening to Zhong Yuan's ramblings. When he brought the boiled medicine to Lao Xingtou, Zhong Yuan suddenly put down the wine jar, turned around and left.

A few days later, Li Qingwen was feeding Zhou Zhenzhen, and Qi Min said that Zhong Yuan also lived in the cell to accompany his son, but Cui Ji didn't seem to appreciate it.

Obviously, after so many years of separation, it is not so easy to let go.

Before the Chinese New Year, the sledge team came back from the forest, and the border town was bustling with preparations for the Chinese New Year.

On the side of the road from the camp to the new town, there are crystal ice lanterns. A group of half-sized people don't bother to light the lanterns every night. When they go out, it depends on how strong the wind is.

The ice lamps illuminate the trees on the side of the road, and the branches and leaves are wrapped in snow rime, shining brightly and beautifully.

Although the Milky Way in the sky is dim in winter, the glaciers on the ground are extremely beautiful!

This year, people in the border town had a bright year.