Chapter 193

It is the time of spring plowing, and the plan of the year lies in spring. If you are lazy at this time, you will cry when the grain is harvested in autumn.

Zhao'er woke up at this hour on time, and opened his eyes to find that the little man was still asleep.

Not long after she fell asleep yesterday, the little man developed a fever again. After working for most of the night, luckily the fever subsided by midnight.

She sat up, raised her hand to touch the little man's forehead, and made sure that her hands were not hot, then put on her clothes lightly and got off the kang.

The first thing he did was to open the door, and Heizi, who had been restless for a long time, got out with a swish. Zhao'er also walked out of the room, and seeing Heizi rushing out of the courtyard to pee, she shook her head with a grin.

At this time, someone had already woken up in the courtyard, it was the Zhou family of the third bedroom and his eldest daughter Xue Tao'er.

Today it's the third room's turn to cook. The Xue family's rule is that apart from the housework of each room, the work in the office is shared equally. One day per room, in rotation.

The room responsible for cooking is not only responsible for the food and drink of the whole family, but also takes care of the livestock in the family. The Xue family raised two big fat pigs, and it was not an easy job to serve these two ancestors every day. Not to mention feeding chickens, carrying water, and chopping firewood, so the female family members who do housework on this day do not have to go to the fields to work.

It seems to be fair and just, but in fact everyone inside knows how.

The eldest aunt Yang claimed that the man was a child student, and she was exceptionally superior at home. Since Xue Qingshan passed the child student examination, she never touched housework again. The key is that Mrs. Zhao is also looking towards her, so it's not easy for others to question her.

At first, it was Xue Gouzi's mother, Mrs. Qiu, who finally came in, the third-bedroom Mrs. Zhou, and the two sisters-in-law finally shared the burden. Afterwards, Mrs. Qiu followed her deceased husband, and Mrs. Zhou was left alone. It was not until Mrs. Sun of the fourth room entered the door that she would be able to catch her breath again.

It's a pity that Mrs. Sun is lazy and playful. In fact, Mrs. Zhou still does most of the work.

In the past, when Mrs. Qiu was still alive, Zhao'er also helped Mrs. Qiu to do it. After Mrs. Qiu passed away, Zhao'er was busy with the housework of the second room and had to do the work in the office. In addition, Zhao'er was still young at that time, Mr. Xue told her to take good care of Xue Gouzi and not to take care of the work at work.

Zhao'er now has free time to go around and get some money, but she is a person who looks at her conscience and will help out as much as she can in her spare time. As for those who used words to squeeze her like Sun, her sharp tongue was not forgiving.

Seeing Xue Taoer struggling to fetch water from the well, Zhao'er rubbed his face and went up to help her.

Thirteen-year-old Xue Taoer is like a small flower in bud. Although she is not very beautiful, she is very delicate. Seeing Zhao'er coming to help her, she couldn't help showing a smile and talking to her: "Sister Zhao'er, is the second brother better?" Xue Gouzi is the second grandson of the Xue family, so Xue Taoer called him the second brother .

"I had a fever again last night, and it got better in the second half of the night." Zhao'er looked around curiously, and asked, "Why isn't Third Uncle here?"

Although Xue Qingbai is a bit honest and reticent, he always loves his wife and daughter. Whenever he meets the third room to cook, he will get up early to fill the water tank.

The Xue family has its own well, but the well is too deep, and there is no pulley on the well, so it is really exhausting to draw water with the strength of the daughter's family alone. That is to say, Zhao'er was naturally as strong as an ox, and his strength was no worse than that of ordinary middle-aged men, so he could pull the bucket out of the deep well very easily.

"My father went to the field and said he would work for a while and return after breakfast."

Xue Qingbai is an honest farmer. Unlike other brothers in the family who have other skills, he only knows how to farm, so he puts all his heart on the ground. The Xue family has a total of more than 30 mu of land, and now he, Mr. Xue and the fourth son Xue Qinghuai are all planted.

Although the women of the Xue family also went to the fields, it was only during the busy farming season, and besides, the women only had so little strength, so how could they help. Fortunately, the three men from Xue's family are all good hands in the field, and they are really too busy, so they hired part-time workers to help out for a few days, so they don't have to worry about not being able to finish the work in the field.

Just as he was talking, the door of the fourth room opened, and Xue Qinghuai walked out from inside.

The men in the Xue family are all big, so Xue Qinghuai also inherited a tall body.

He was born with thick eyebrows, tiger eyes and a high nose bridge. He was dressed in dark blue coarse cloth and short brown, and looked very heroic. In fact, the men of the Xue family are not bad looking, but the women of the Xue family are a little mediocre, but all the grandchildren are born well, and they are all top-notch in the village.

"Zhaoer Taoer, you wake up so early." Xue Qinghuai walked over in a few strides, took the wooden bucket in Zhaoer's hand, walked to the water tank, and poured water into the tank.

"How can you two little girls do this kind of rough work? You go to do other things, and the fourth uncle is here to fetch water."

Zhao'er and Tao'er didn't refuse either, one went to the kitchen to help her mother cook, and the other took a basin to scoop up water for washing.

As time passed, the rest of the Xue family got up one after another, and there were more and more voices in the yard. On the other side of the kitchen, Mrs. Zhou yelled to eat. Generally, country people don't pay much attention to breakfast, and they have to set a table or something. They always serve a bowl with a bowl, and eat it at any place.

Breakfast is two rice porridge, the so-called two rice porridge is porridge cooked from two kinds of rice. Yuqing Village does not grow rice, but only wheat, sorghum, millet, corn and other crops. Although farmers grow wheat, they seldom use it for their own food. They sell it for other grains.

Even a well-to-do family like Xue's family with surplus food did not eat fine grains all at once, but a mixture of coarse grains and fine grains. For example, today's breakfast is two-rice porridge, which is a porridge cooked with millet, that is, yellow rice, and sorghum rice.

Because it was a busy time of farming, it was cooked quite thickly. Although it didn't hold up with chopsticks inserted, it was much better than the usual thin soup with little water.

There is no way, the Xue family seems to have a decent family background in the village, but there are three scholars in the family. Not to mention Xue Gouzi, Guangda Fang and his son spend a lot of money every month, and it's no wonder that Mrs. Zhao usually can pick up fleas to get a little blood.

Zhao'er filled two bowls of porridge, put a few cornbreads on a thick porcelain plate, and put some pickles on the side, and took them back to the second room's room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xue Gouzi sitting up from the kang.

She hurriedly put the wooden tray on the square table, and came up to see him: "But he's better? Are you hungry? Sister will bring you some porridge."

Xue Gouzi looked at her with complicated eyes.

After experiencing such a dream, he now doesn't know how to face Zhao'er. As long as he saw her, he couldn't help but think of him in his dream, those words scolded by others before he died. He also tried to find the cause of Zhao'er's death in his memory, but it seemed that that memory was Xue Tingxiang's most unbearable past, and he had no memory at all.

In fact, Xue Gouzi was burned in a daze last night, and Xue Gouzi thought for a long time. He couldn't figure out whether he was Xue Gouzi or Xue Tingxiang, whether that dream was true or not, whether he was thinking about it every day and dreaming at night , to have such an absurd dream.

However, he also had an idea in his heart. If everything in that dream was true, several things should happen in succession. If these things happen, it means that his dreams are real.

Thinking about something in his heart, he reached out to catch the bowl, only to realize that he didn't even have the strength to hold the bowl. Luckily, Zhao'er caught the bowl quickly, so he didn't spill it all over him.

Xue Gouzi was a little embarrassed and anxious. It was very strange, obviously he would not have this kind of reaction in front of Zhao'er before, but I don't know if it was a dream, and his state of mind had a strange change.

Zhao'er laughed at him: "Why are you being polite with my sister? I forgot that when you were a child, you peed on the kang, and it was my sister who washed it for you."

Zhao'er came to Xue's house when he was seven years old, and Gouzi was only five years old at that time. It is very inexplicable for a child to pee on the kang. It is obvious that he has not urinated for a long time. I don't know if he drank too much water before going to bed or what, but he actually peed on the kang.

Since Qiu gave birth to the dog, her bones were not good, and it was winter again. In order to repay the kindness of the second wife, Zhao'er volunteered to wash the dirty clothes and pants for the dog. Since then, she started her career as a child bride.

What Xue Gouzi hates the most is Zhao'er. He always likes to say inconspicuous things in front of him. You must know that as you get older, boys will lose face, how can you still be willing to listen to people mentioning such things, especially dogs are naturally sensitive. But today for some reason, he didn't feel annoyed, only a little embarrassed.

He was surprised by his own reaction, but Zhao'er had already fed him porridge with a wooden spoon. He subconsciously opened his mouth, and waited until the warm porridge blown by her was fed into his mouth, and he saw the smiling eyes of the other party.

Those eyes were big and bright, as if there were stars hidden in them, and he couldn't help but blush.

Zhao'er smiled even more happily, and stuffed him with a tortilla: "Eat quickly, sister will cook eggs for you at noon."

She was coaxing him like a child, Gouzi suddenly had this understanding.

He was eating porridge from Zhao'er, thinking wildly in his mind, it was very chaotic.

Just then, someone came to the door.

It was Xue Qingshan.

Exactly the same as in the dream.

Xue Qingshan's fair face was full of sighs and worries, he sighed and said a lot of words, the main idea was to let the dog recover well, don't worry too much, there are grandparents and uncles at home, he can't lose him.

Seriously speaking, Xue Qingshan also followed the appearance and height of the man from the Xue family. He was also a weed in Yuqing Village in his early years, but unfortunately he got a little fatter as he got older.

"Uncle still has to go to the private school, dog, take care of your illness, you are a child with a lot of thoughts." Sighing and patting his nephew on the shoulder, Xue Qingshan lifted the curtain and left.

What is he doing?

Zhao'er thought suspiciously. After thinking about it for a while, she couldn't figure out why, so she stopped thinking about it and concentrated on feeding the dog porridge, but Xue Gouzi looked thoughtful.

*

In the main room, Mrs. Zhao is chatting with Mr. Xue about what happened yesterday.

Mrs. Zhao was sewing an old dress in her hand, and said, "Let me tell you, you just like to spoil that little thing. You love him, but he doesn't love you. Our family's money doesn't come from the river, just Because he didn't want to show his illness to the whole family, he made a fuss after another, which is to make the family upside down."

Mr. Xue was in his fifties, tall and tall, and his skin was black and red like that of a countryman who had been exposed to the sun for a long time. He was wearing dark blue coarse cloth pants, sitting cross-legged on the Kang, smoking a dry cigarette.

Every time after dinner or before work, Mr. Xue always smoked for a while, otherwise he would feel exhausted.

"Okay, Gouwazi is sick, who doesn't have three illnesses and four pains." After a while, he said hoarsely.

The patter, patter sounded again, and the lingering blue smoke swirled in the air, and then scattered in all directions. Behind it, the old face of Mr. Xue was hidden, looming.

"But look how long he has been in trouble? Yesterday, more than one hundred coins were lost. How long will it take you to work hard in the field to earn more than one hundred coins! Boss has to leave another two hundred coins. It is said that someone in a classmate’s family had a birthday, and there was a disaster just last year, and the tax was not exempted, but increased. Seeing that the boss said that he wanted to send Juncai to the town to study, it was another expense. How much money do you have? Withstood such a toss!"

Seeing that his wife was so distressed, Mr. Xue sat up straight, tapped the cigarette pot on the kang table, and gave her a sideways look: "Your heart will be distressed if you spend a hundred yuan for a dog, and you will give it if the boss asks you for it? Not me Speaking of you, you are a parent and grandmother, so don't be too biased, you don't have to make the following little ones have conflicts."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhao didn't want to. She slapped him across the kang table and said, "I'm biased? Don't you?"

He is also biased, but the boss is the most promising in the family, and the handsome is also the most outstanding among the grandchildren. It's different to have a scholar in the family. No one will say that Xue Lianxing's family is a decent person when they go out. If Dafang can produce a scholar, his Xue family will be honored.

Just thinking of Xue Gouzi, Mr. Xue couldn't help frowning.

Of course he knew that the mother-in-law was very annoyed, Gou'er was too ignorant, the eldest owed the life to the second, but Xue's family was in such a family situation, naturally they had to pay attention to their future.

It's not that Mr. Xue looks down on his grandson, but that Gou'er is really not comparable to a handsome boy, nor can he. It's good to be strong, but you always have to look at the situation.

"The boss's daughter-in-law has already said several times that the school in the town cannot be delayed. The delay is half a year. The boss still wants to let Juncai try next year." Zhao added.

"Back then, I promised my second child!" Old Master Xue sighed deeply, took two puffs of dry cigarettes, and coughed twice when he was choked.

"Anyway, you can figure it out!" Zhao Shi was so angry that she threw the clothes aside, turned her head and leaned back on the kang, giving the man a backbone.

Old man Xue slapped his mouth several times, and the gully on his face deepened: "You too, old woman, don't you think that if outsiders know about this, we can still have face in the village?"

"Then what do you think we should do? Let's not do it?" Mrs. Zhao rolled over and sat up again, staring at Mr. Xue.

"Of course it has to be done, it depends on how to do it. How about this, you ask Cuiping to come back tomorrow, and she has to do this matter."

"Uncle Chen is acquainted with the owner of the Qingyuan Academy?" Seeing that Boss Chen was so indignant, Xue Tingxiang asked curiously.

Boss Chen stroked his beard and said, "I'm ashamed to say that I was a classmate with him when I was young, but I was not good at studies and only passed the exam as a boy student, but he was selected as a scholar in one fell swoop, and he was still a boy student. Unfortunately, bad luck, has not It took him many years to pass the exam, and he had no intention of pursuing a career, so he returned to his hometown to inherit his father's career in teaching and educating people."

"It won't be bad luck all the time." Xue Tingxiang said.

If he remembers correctly, the whole town was a sensation when Director Lin of the Qingyuan Academy finally passed the exam three years later, and Gao Youzhi, the owner of the Qinghe Academy, was so angry that he almost vomited blood. At that time, he was planning to leave the Qinghe Academy to study at the Shen family's ethnology, and happened to hear something about it.

Boss Chen thought the young man was just comforting him, and smiled, "Thank you for your good words."

Xue Tingxiang was not ambiguous either, and cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, Uncle Chen, for your suggestion, but there are still trivial matters at home that have not been dealt with. When everything is settled, I will go to the Qingyuan Academy to study."