Chapter 22

It seems that their fish really sell well. Ling Jingpeng came back before noon. Ling Chenglong didn't come together. It should be home to help with the farm work. After all, it's good for him to come and have a face-to-face every day. By the way, because Ling Jingxuan says he wants to sue the government, Lizheng doesn't bring anyone to trouble them as expected. It's about it As for whether Li Zheng or Da Wa's family would resent him, Ling Jingxuan said, it doesn't matter. Do they have little resentment against him? More than this one is not much, and less of this one is not too much.

"What? One in twenty? Why is it so expensive? "

When big baozi heard Ling Jingpeng report that those pots with big belly and long neck mouth were 20 Wen, his small face was red and his eyes were staring at those pots. Don't mention how distressed he was. Twenty, four hundred Wen, plus other things, today's fish was sold for nothing.

Ling Jingxuan took a puff from the corner of his mouth, and secretly threw a look at Ling Jingpeng. The two brothers moved all the jars into the cellar. Under Ling Jingxuan's instructions, they quickly poured the wild grapes that had been processed yesterday into the jar and mashed them. Then, the bottle mouth was sealed with cloth wrapped with soil, so that the grapes could ferment naturally in the jar.

"Well, you can drink it in a month. Jingpeng, is the town fair open every day?"

Looking at the pots neatly stacked in the cellar, Ling Jingxuan's face showed a gratifying smile. If he was not short of money, he would like to pick more wild grapes to make wine, which might become the first pot of gold he dug in this era, although he did not know whether there was wine in this era.

"It's not. It's Fair every three days. Tomorrow is the day of the fair. Brother, do you want to go to the fair?"

"Well, I want to boil the rest of the wild grapes and take them to the market."

There was no explanation. Ling Jingxuan nodded and picked up the few wild grapes left. It was estimated that boiling a couple of jars of jam should not be a problem.

"Can these wild fruits really sell for money?"

Hearing this, Ling Jingpeng asks curiously. He always thinks that big brother is cheating Xiaowen.

"I think so? I'll find out tomorrow. By the way, don't dig the pool in the backyard. When we save more money, we'll ask someone to dig a bigger pond directly. Dad is right. We can't catch the fish in Yuehua ditch for a long time. We'd better raise it ourselves. It's an income in the future. "

While talking, the two people have come to the kitchen. Ling Jingxuan puts down his dustpan and lights a fire to prepare jam and rock sugar. Ling Jinghan's illness can't be delayed any longer. He plans to officially enter the treatment stage tomorrow, which is one of the reasons why he has to go to the market tomorrow. There are limited herbs at home, and some medicines still have to be caught in the drugstore.

"Brother, will you teach me to cook jam? I also want to make money. "

Ling Jingpeng had no doubt about what he said. Ling Jingpeng was eager to say that the affairs of Dawa's family really convinced him. Since the elder brother was sober, he seemed to be omnipotent. He believed him from the bottom of his heart. Moreover, although it had been many years, he always remembered that the elder brother was very gentle and loved them very much.

"Ha ha Well, you can watch it today. We don't have many wild grapes. I'm not sure if the jam can be sold at a good price. I'll try it in town tomorrow. If the price is good, we'll make it together. "

Ling Jingxuan, who had planned to let him learn to do business for a long time, naturally has no reason to refuse. It's a good thing for me to be positive, isn't it?

"Well, when I get rich, I'll let my parents buy more acres of land here to build a house. After we split up, we can live together."

Ling Jingpeng had a bright smile on his face. He did not forget to help Ling Jingxuan scoop water into the pot. Unexpectedly, after hearing what he said, Ling Jingxuan stopped, looked at him for a moment, and then said casually: "my parents' life in that house is not easy, right? They still leave everything to their parents as before? "

"Well?"

Ling Jingpeng's smile froze in his face as soon as he bailed out water. He bowed his head and said in a stuffy voice: "well, I'm ok. Because of my second brother's reason, I'm not too harsh on us. But he doesn't care about anything, and he can't make decisions for us. You know, he doesn't like parents all the time, let alone uncle and uncle. Most of the farm work in dozens of acres is lost to father and family I'll leave my work to my mother. They'll be dressed clean and idle every day, but my parents will... "

Speaking of this, Ling Jingpeng couldn't help sobbing. After a while, he clenched his fists and looked up at Ling Jingxuan firmly: "brother, I will try to make money and let my parents and you live a good life."

His father and mother's pain, the elder brother's grievance, the second brother's pain, and the two little nephews' hard work. At the age of 14, he knows everything, but he is too young to make decisions for them.

"Well, yes, my elder brother will work with you, but before that, we have to find a way to make the old man separate. I think you can help me these days. They are already upset."

Pat him on the shoulder, Ling Jingxuan said definitely.

"A few days earlier, I'm afraid my parents won't let me tell you. I'm afraid you're upset."

With his head down, Ling Jingpeng can't hide the downturn and divide his family. Who doesn't want to? Only when they have separated, will they have a good life, but When the elders are in, they do not separate their families. The Qing Dynasty always ruled the country with filial piety. It is a great unfilial to divide the family while the elders are still there. Let alone that they are ordinary farmers, they can't put forward the idea of separation without necessity. In addition, father is a filial piety, and no matter how hard or tired they are, they dare not have the idea of splitting up their families."Is it? Hum

Ling Jingxuan cold hum, have seen eccentric eyes, who has seen the old Ling family so eccentric? The second is not a son? They'd better pray not to bump into his hand, or

"Dad, it's delicious. What are you doing?"

When the two brothers were silent, Baozi ran in excitedly, followed by wolf cub and A thin little boy who looks his age.

"Greedy cat!"

Throw the stick that is stirring to Ling Jingpeng, indicating that he will continue to stir the jam that has begun to stick in the pot. Ling Jingxuan squats down and pokes at the head of the steamed bun, hugs him and looks at the shy little boy behind him. He should be the iron child that the steamed bun often talks about? It is said that he is the only friend of the two steamed stuffed buns.

"Hate, dad will bully me."

With his arm around his neck, xiaobaozi was just a few days old, and he gradually recovered the innocence and liveliness that a five-year-old should have.

"Is it? Don't you want to eat it? What can I do? I'd like to say that once it's done, I'll give you some water to drink. "

Pick eyebrows, Ling Jingxuan squint at him, so as to be difficult, small steamed stuffed bun a hurry way: "who said I don't want to eat, I..."

"Ha ha..."

Looking at his eager appearance, Ling Jingxuan broke through his work in an instant and burst into laughter. Even Ling Jingpeng couldn't help laughing.

"I hate it. Dad bullied me again."

Finally, he realized that he had been teased. He pushed him away with his mouth pouting, and glared at him with both hands embracing his chest?

Ling Jingxuan could not help but pinch his face and said quietly, "is he the iron child you often talk about?"

"Well, Dad, he is tiewazi. His name is Zhao Tiesheng. He lives at the end of the village. Today, uncle Zhao went to the town to deliver iron tools. Tiewazi was at home alone, so I asked him to come and play with us."

Decisively forgot that he was still angry, and the shy and introverted little boy pushed to Ling Jingxuan at a glance.

"Hello, uncle Ling."

Zhao Tiesheng takes a timid look at Ling Jingxuan. Shyly, he hides behind Ling Wu. Uncle Ling is as fine as a mosquito. If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all. However, Ling Jingxuan is very happy. First of all, he likes his children. Then he is the only friend of his family. Naturally, he will love his house and love his dog.

"Good, Xiaowu, take iron child to go to my brother to play, and when the jam is cooked, I will send it to you."

Ling Jingxuan patted the bottom of the buns as he reached out to touch the two children's heads. Compared with the mean but serious big buns, xiaobaozi is undoubtedly more lazy. However, he is very serious about running and boxing with him every morning. Now he has added calligraphy practice. If possible, he hopes that big buns can do the same. After all, they are only five years old, aren't they?

"Well."

Nodding, the little buns bent down and hugged the wolf cub who was grinning at Ling Jingxuan. He pulled up the iron swab and turned around and left. Ling Jingxuan watched them leave and then turned back to take over the mixing work: "is the Zhao family a foreigner?"

Not all people in Lingjia village are surnamed Ling. According to the memory of the original owner, it seems that there are dozens of foreign households. Zhao family is one of them. As for the others, he doesn't know much about them.

"Well, the Zhao family is different from other foreigners. Brother Zhao's parents died early, and his daughter-in-law died in childbirth. A few years ago, he was both a father and a mother, holding on to the iron child. His life was very difficult. Fortunately, although the Zhao family did not have much land, brother Zhao had the skill of forging iron, which was barely passable, but Three years ago, brother Zhao suddenly married brother Han. The villagers thought that it was ridiculous for them to get married. It was said that they would lose the face of Lingjia village. The patriarch and the second grandfather gave them a homestead, which was called exchange. In fact, they drove them out of the village. In recent years, iron warlords, like Xiaowen and Xiaowen, have been bullied everywhere, which is very pitiful 。”

It is more difficult for foreign households to get married, not to mention that they are two men to get married.

"Well, it's just in the countryside. It's just like a big family. I really think I'm a big merchant?"

Ling Jingxuan couldn't help sneering. The emperor still married a man to be his queen. Did they? Although it is very rare for a man to marry a man, it is common among high-ranking families, and most of the men who marry in are concubines. However, it is not absent in the countryside. Some families with too much labor force and too little land will marry their sons they don't like and exchange them for two money to support their families. However, some widowers who have children will marry a man because they are too poor to marry a daughter-in-law It's a common thing in every village to go back and help children with household chores. I haven't heard of anyone. So they look down on others and even feel ashamed. Lingjia village is really the best of the best.