Ning Xiao, who felt more and more disobedient, began to try to recall his memory, but it had no effect at all. Once he wanted to recall, Ning Xiao felt like a needle pricking in his head, which was extremely painful.

Seeing that Ning Xiao is so miserable, Er Ya constantly persuades Ning Xiao not to recall. Even if he can't remember the past, it's nothing. Anyway, there's still their family, isn't there? Even if you want to recall, you have to take your time. You can't be in a hurry.

However, Ning Xiao had to give up the plan of recalling the past for the time being and live in Lijia village at ease.

And this stay is a full half month.

During this period, Ning Xiao helped Zhao Tiezhu finish harvesting the rice fields, and then dealt with all the rice. The rice was handed in, leaving more than 20 sacks of rice bran, which was their family's ration for the next year.

Every family is almost the same, and even some people have a bad harvest, and the bran is not enough to eat until next year

After half a month, Ning Xiao knows the rules here.

For crops like rice, the good part must be handed in. Only the bran and bran left behind is the food left by the common people. If you are hunting and fishing, the animals you hit will only be your own after being slaughtered. All the other good meat will be handed over to the Baochang. If you are a fish, you can take it by yourself, except the viscera. The fish must be handed over, or the Baochang doesn't like it. If you give it to you, you can take it!

In a word, all the good things here belong to the Baochang! And the most shocking thing is that it's not enforced by anyone, but it's the spontaneous action of all people. It doesn't need people's supervision, and it's done automatically and consciously!

If Ning Xiao's memory is still there, he can easily find that this is a morbid society. The exploited people are used to exploitation completely, and even take the initiative to be exploited. The exploited people don't feel that they shouldn't, as if they were born to be

That's why it is a rich land, but the people live on the edge of starvation

But after half a month, Ning Xiao has become familiar in the village and has gained a good reputation. The reason is that he is strong! Who needs to carry something, say hello, he will go right away, a few men can't move the stone mill, would rather smile a hand can help up.

Zhao Tiezhu is also famous in the village. Happily, he always says that he saved the right person.

On this day, Ning Xiaozheng helped Zhao Tiezhu to sharpen his hoe. Aunt Zhao came in happily, holding a cloth bag in her hand, and her face was about to smile.

"Father, good news, Li lame is settled! You see, this gift has been given! A bucket full of rice Aunt Zhao shook the bag in her hand and opened the mouth of the bag. Inside was a small bag of golden bracts.

"Li lame? What has he decided? " Rather smile some strange ask a way.

Li lame, as he knows, is one of the only two craftsmen in the village. Although he is also called a pariah by the Baozhang, he is a little more advanced than these farmers. People don't have to go down to the ground to earn a living by weaving bamboo products, exchanging food with the Baozhang and the villagers.

Because they can exchange with the Baochang, these craftsmen have a lot of surplus food in their families, and they also eat better. Sometimes they can even eat white rice, beans and bracts!

In the eyes of ordinary people, it's just like being rich!

Li lame gave aunt Zhao a bucket of rice. What is the exchange for? Is there anything else in their family that a rich man like Li lame can look up to?

"Really, did Li lame decide?" However, Zhao Tiezhu did not have the question of Li Ning's smile. He threw the hoe in his hand, raised his hand and wiped the water stains on his body. He looked at the rice with excited probe and repeatedly said, "great, great! With this bucket of rice as seed, we can plant it next year! At that time, we will have half of our own rice! Leave a bucket of seeds, the rest can eat for a long time

Half, or 0.5 percent, but it's better than rice and wheat. You can see that rice and wheat have nothing left but Bran

Seeing the happy couple, Ning Xiao couldn't help asking: "Uncle Zhao, aunt Zhao, what has Li lame decided? What's going on? "

Zhao Tiezhu laughs: "Li lame son has a crush on your Erya sister. This bud rice is his betrothal gift for Erya. He will send Erya to get married in a few days!"

Hearing this, Ning Xiao suddenly widened his eyes: "Uncle Zhao, aunt, are you not confused? Er Ya is only fourteen! Li lame is more than ten years older than you! It's almost time to be a grandfather for Erya! Do you want Er Ya to marry him? "

"Li lame is a craftsman, much better than us! If you marry Li lame, you only need to give birth to a man and half a woman. After Er Ya, life will be much better than ours! " Aunt Zhao said.

"It's lucky for Erya to be liked by craftsmen! Otherwise, if you marry a farmer like me, you'll suffer all your life. If you don't get it right, you'll be slaughtered! " Zhao Tiezhu sighed.

Ning Xiao has heard the word "meat" several times, but she doesn't understand what it means. However, it's certainly not a good thing. If it's not good, she's forcing her wife to do some meat business!

"But Li lame is too old, Er Ya will suffer in the past..." Ning Xiao is still reluctant.

Half a month living here, Er Ya, a naughty girl, has brought a lot of joy and concern to Ning Xiao. He really treats Er Ya as his sister.

"It's better to suffer than to follow us!" Zhao Tiezhu shook his head, then got up, "I'll go and say to Er Ya, his mother, you also start to prepare, get a wedding dress for Er Ya."

The couple walked away and sat there grinding the hoe, silent.

It seems like a good way to marry a craftsman. But when you think about Li's limp and his thin and fierce face, you'd rather smile because you feel scared and worried about Er Ya

At this time, there was a cry coming from Er Ya's room. Then there was Zhao Tiezhu's angry words and a crisp sound. With this sound, the crying stopped suddenly

Ning Xiao lowers his head to sharpen his knife and keeps silent. He doesn't know whether he thinks it's wrong or the world is wrong.

In a twinkling of an eye, time is to the third day, that is, the day of Erya's marriage.

Rather smile silent sit in the room of Er Ya, looking at Aunt Zhao to cry red eyes of Er Ya dress up.

Er Ya pitifully looked at Ning Xiao and said in a low voice, "Er Niu, I don't want to marry Li lame. He's too scary..."

"Silly girl, at this time, do you still want to marry? Listen to my mother, you will have a good life after you marry Li lame Aunt Zhao advised her daughter to set her hair.

"But... But I feel..." Er Ya looked at Ning Xiao, some faltering, eyes red.

Ning Xiao stood up, reluctantly showed a smile, said: "Er Ya, don't worry, if Li lame is not good to you, you come back and ER Niu elder brother said, I'll make the decision for you!"

Hearing these words, Er Ya's eyes suddenly brightened, and then showed a smiling face, heavy um.

"You make up your mind for her. What do you make up your mind?" Aunt Zhao said with a bitter smile, "Li lame is a craftsman, much more powerful than us! Er Ya, as long as you listen to him and obey him, you will have a better life, you know? "

Erya heard her mother's words, and her face became ugly again. She sat on the bed, wringing her hands, and her eyes were full of worries about the future.

Ning Xiao sighed in the heart, now the only hope is that Li lame, not look so fierce, can be a little better to Er Ya.

When Aunt Zhao took care of Er Ya's hair, uncle Zhao just yelled out: "son, Er Ya, er Niu, come out, the bride is coming!"

The second ya a listen, is whole body a while tight, the color of the tension overflows the expression.

But aunt Zhao is jubilant to pull the daughter's hand to stand up, let rather smile to open the door, then three people walked out.

There were no more than six people in the wedding procession. The leader was Li lame with big red flowers. This guy was riding a little donkey and was looking at the courtyard with triangular eyes, with a look of disgust.

Behind him were five people playing, playing and singing. They were not good at playing. They were making more noise than playing.

Uncle Zhao stood in front of the courtyard, bending over to make amends for a smile, but the lame man Li loved to reply and ignored him. Until he saw aunt Zhao and Ning Xiao coming out with Er Ya, his eyes lit up.

"Ha ha, this little girl dressed up, as expected more water spirit." Li lame licked his lips, then picked up the whip, some rough will Zhao uncle to one side, directly riding a donkey into the yard.

See Li lame that a pair of wrinkled face, a pair of cannibal appearance, rather smile can't help but block in front of the body of Er Ya, face Li lame.

Seeing Ning Xiao standing in the way, Li lame sneered: "get out of the way, I've paid the deposit, this girl is my thing! Who are you, when I'm on my way? Go away

Hearing Li's words, Ning Xiao was silent for a moment. Then Aunt Zhao dragged him behind him. Ning Xiao sighed and could only flash away.

Then the lame Li laughed, stretched out a rough hand like a chicken claw, and grabbed Erya's collar. In her panic cry, he dragged her onto the donkey. On the one hand, he put his big hand into Erya's collar, and on the other hand, he rode away on the donkey!

Er Ya's cry is also gradually away.

Ning Xiao's heart, feeling incomparably bad taste, looking at Uncle Zhao and his wife, he asked bitterly: "Uncle Zhao, aunt Zhao, is this decision really right?"

That Li lame a see know is not what good thing, two Ya marry such a person, really good?

"You can't be wrong. It's better to marry Li lame than a farmer! Er Ya won't suffer! " Uncle Zhao said firmly, but he didn't know whether he said it to Ning Xiao or to himself.

Aunt Zhao gave a wry smile. Even if it was not good, it was too late. The married daughter was from her husband's family. No matter what the other side would do to her, her mother's family couldn't care about it any more

The three were in a complicated mood and went back to the house in silence. They didn't speak again until they had finished their dinner.