Chapter 1 The persimmons are ripe
Hengxi Town, a small mountain village.
It's only October, but the wind blowing in front of us already has the flavor of winter, making us feel chilly.
In the past few days, groups of geese can be seen from time to time in the blue sky. Sometimes they are arranged in the shape of a "one", and sometimes they are arranged in a shape of a "human", which often attracts people to stop and watch.
Wild geese are the best able to sense changes in cold and warm weather, so they all fly south before the cold winter comes.
October is also the season when fruits are fragrant, especially persimmons. After mid-month, persimmons hang heavily on the branches, like little red lanterns. Almost every household in Xiaogaoshan Village has persimmon trees planted in front of and behind their houses. Whenever the persimmons mature, the villagers will arrange for the younger members of the family to guard them to prevent them from being eaten by birds.
Old man Lin has three sons and a lot of grandchildren, so it is natural that he has no worries about people doing this job.
However, guarding the persimmon tree from morning to night was too boring. For the sake of fairness, Old Man Lin specially divided the work among his family members.
Lin Yuanqiu also knew the reason. It turned out that the people here didn't know that after picking the hard persimmons, you can use methods to make them soft and sweet, so they always have to wait until the persimmons are red and soft before removing them. Pick it from the tree, otherwise no one in the town will want the fruit, which is hard, astringent and difficult to eat.
This practice makes birds come to eat the persimmons all the time. Mr. Lin's arrangement is that the children in several rooms of the house take turns driving away the birds to protect the persimmons and prevent them from being eaten by the birds.
This is an income of nearly one tael of silver. If we don't keep it properly, there will definitely be fewer meat dishes for the New Year.
If the persimmons are not guarded, the big chicken drumsticks on New Year's Eve will be gone. No matter how reluctant the children are, they can only hold the bamboo poles and stay in the backyard. In other words, they can only wait in the backyard after looking forward to the end of the year. You can only eat chicken legs on New Year's Eve. If you don't have any, you won't be sad.
Today it was the third room's turn to drive away birds. Lin Yuanqiu had no brother or younger brother, so after breakfast, he went to the backyard with a bench and a bamboo pole.
Also following him were Lin Yuanhuai from the first bedroom and Lin Yuanbai from the second bedroom. One was seven years old and the other was six years old.
Lin Yuanqiu is five years old this year and is the youngest among his cousins.
As soon as they arrived in the backyard, Lin Yuanhuai and Lin Yuanbai couldn't wait to raise their heads and look for the "fish that slipped through the net."
Farm children don't usually have many snacks to eat, and the persimmons on the trees have made them greedy for a long time.
It's just that the adults are counting on the money from selling persimmons to provide for household needs. How can they be willing to give more food to the children? And even if they are given, they can only be the kind whose skin has been pecked by birds. As for the good quality, These must be kept and sold for money.
Therefore, the children's idea of having a good meal with open belly was basically wasted.
So every time when the adults went out to carry their burdens, the children would gather under their own persimmon tree, going back and forth several times to look for any ripe fruits that had been missed.
"Gouzi, Gouzi, look at whether that persimmon is red!"
Lin Yuanhuai pointed at a red persimmon on the tree and shouted excitedly.
Lin Yuanbai on the side heard this and ran over quickly. After seeing clearly that the fruit was really big and red, he immediately shouted happily to Lin Yuanqiu who was not far away: "Dog, hurry up, get the bamboo pole quickly." Come here, let's get it down and eat it!"
You're such a big dog!
Lin Yuanqiu glared at the two of them angrily.
It's not like I don't have a reputation, so it's really unpleasant to have to bark like a dog.
Seeing the little cousin rolling his eyes at them, he knew that he was angry about calling him by his nickname again.
But Lin Yuanbai and Lin Yuanhuai couldn't care so much at the moment. At this time, both of them were focused on the red persimmon above their heads.
No, Lin Yuanhuai picked up the pole and reached up the tree. Lin Yuanbai, who was following closely behind, quickly lifted up the hem of his clothes, ready to catch the persimmons that his cousin had knocked down at any time.
The thin bamboo pole was about two feet long. Lin Yuanhuai raised his hands and stood on tiptoes, so that he could reach the red persimmon.
The world is big and the food is the biggest.
Thinking of the sweet persimmons, Lin Yuanqiu felt that the matter of being called Gouzi could be put aside for the time being.
He looked at Lin Yuanbai's position and felt that it was unlikely that this guy would catch the persimmon later. He was about to step forward to help, but before he could get closer, he heard a "chirp" and a bright red persimmon appeared. It brushed past the branches and fell directly to the dirt.
Along with it, Lin Yuanbai let out a distressed "Oh!"
"Why didn't you catch it!" Lin Yuanhuai was so anxious that he dropped the bamboo pole and immediately ran towards Persimmon.
When I picked it up and looked at it, fortunately, there was only a crack and it was still edible.
So, they cut off the skin and meat into three portions, and the three cousins quickly dried up all the persimmons.
The sweet persimmon is tender and smooth in the mouth, so delicious.
Lin Yuanqiu couldn't help but licked the corners of his mouth.
Alas, in ancient times, not only have people become smaller, but their mouths have also become greedy.
But can you blame him? God knows, his mouth has almost faded away from a bird these days.
Lin Yuanqiu really missed the delicacies of his previous life, such as roast chicken, roast duck, braised pig's trotters, delicious sausages, etc. He wanted to eat them all.
It's a pity that there is nothing. Here, it is good to have a full stomach, so why do you dream about food?
He was lost in thought when he heard the shouts of other children in the village coming from outside the courtyard wall, "Yuanhuai Yuanbai, let's go catch bugs and play quickly!" Upon hearing this,
Lin Yuanhuai and Lin Yuanbai stopped looking. "A fish slipped through the net", he hurriedly said to Lin Yuanqiu, "Little brother, just stay here and look at the fruits. Brother will come over to play with you later." After that, the two of them got ready to rush out with their short legs
. .
Lin Yuanqiu held the bamboo pole in one hand and waved to the two of them with the other hand, "Go, go."
Seeing that their little cousin didn't care at all, Lin Yuanbai and Lin Yuanhuai were a little puzzled. How boring was Persimmon's job? When it was their turn two days ago, they both wished they could hide away. Why did he look so happy when he arrived at his little cousin's place?
It's really confusing.
Lin Yuanqiu didn't care about the idiotic looks in his two cousins' eyes. At this time, he was looking forward to the two little kids in front of him to go out and play soon.
So as not to delay yourself from doing "private things". Lin Yuanqiu is not a real five-year-old child, so for this job of chasing
birds It's not that he doesn't reject it. On the contrary, he wants it.
No, after hearing the footsteps of the two people disappearing, Lin Yuanqiu walked back and forth under the persimmon tree a few times, then raised the bamboo pole in his hand and hit the big fruits that he had already spotted.
Soon, five or six hard persimmons fell from the tree and fell to the soft mud.
Without enough time to check whether they were cracked, Lin Yuanqiu picked them up one by one and stuffed them into his arms. After checking that there was nothing missing on the ground, he covered his clothes and ran quickly to their third room.
...
After several days of inquiring, intentionally or unintentionally, Lin Yuanqiu finally knew that the place he came to was called the Da Jing Dynasty, a dynasty that had never been recorded in history books.
As for who the current name was, he stopped asking. He was just a common man, and the affairs of the court were too far away from him, so he didn't need to know about them.
Also, even if you ask yourself, the little brats around you will definitely not know.
Lin Yuanqiu discovered that although he had never heard of this Da Jing Dynasty, everything in front of him was familiar, such as everyone's hairstyles, men with buns, women with buns, girls with double buns, and little boys with double buns. Total angle.
He remembered the hairstyles of the Song Dynasty and Ming Dynasty in history, which were almost like this.
In terms of clothing, most common people wear linen short brown skirts and undershirts, while those with a little status, such as Li Zheng, whom I saw a few days ago, wear a blue shirt and straight skirt. This is consistent with the ancient times in history. Society is the same.
However, there are some differences, such as the persimmons on the trees. Lin Yuanqiu discovered that people here did not know how to ripen persimmons. People in the village waited for the persimmons to ripen naturally before picking them from the trees.
And those that are not yet red are still left on the tree, just waiting to be picked after they are ripe.
Therefore, something that could have been very simple has now become much more complicated. Otherwise, there would be no need to worry about birds stealing the fruit and having to send people to guard it every day.
Lin Yuanqiu had no intention of informing everyone about the ripening method. As an outsider, it was better to be careful in such a matter where it was easy to lose one's vest.
However, this did not prevent him from secretly hiding some persimmons to ripen them, so that in the winter, his two twin sisters would have tender and sweet persimmons to eat.
...
The front yard was quiet. Except for Mr. Lin and Mr. Lin who went to town early in the morning to carry persimmons, most of the rest of the family followed Mr. Lin to the fields to collect radishes. Winter was coming soon. , If you don't take the radishes home, they will definitely freeze in the ground.
Lin Yuanqiu leaned against the courtyard wall and walked directly around to the back window of their third room.
When he was having lunch just now, he specially opened the window with a crack as wide as a palm in order to be able to do things easily at this time.
It's just that with Lin Yuanqiu's current size, it is not easy to squeeze the persimmon into the narrow slit.
He raised his toes and reached for it several times before throwing the persimmons in one by one.
There was a large earthen kang next to the window in the room, and the kang was covered with quilts. The persimmons thrown in just fell on the quilt.
Chunyan and Chuncao were taking a nap in the house. In order not to disturb them, when Lin Yuanqiu threw the persimmons in, he avoided the position at the head of the kang. However, despite this, the thumping sound of the persimmons falling on the kang still shocked the two of them. woke up.
When the two sisters saw the sudden appearance of persimmons on the quilt and the movement outside the window, they understood that their brother had come back to pick persimmons again. The two sisters immediately got up, lay down on the window sill, and shouted excitedly, "Brother, brother, brother, You're back picking persimmons again!"
"Shh, be quiet."
Lin Yuanqiu hurriedly made a silent gesture towards the two of them.
After reacting, the two little girls quickly covered their mouths and smiled crookedly.
Now that the twin sisters are awake, there will be nothing wrong with them.
Lin Yuanqiu said softly to the two of them: "Brother is going back to the backyard right away. You two quickly put the persimmons in the jar." "
Oh, I understand, I understand."
"Brother, go and get busy."
The two sisters nodded. , indicating understanding.
Seeing that the two of them had closed the window, Lin Yuanqiu didn't stay any longer and quickly ran to the backyard.
I have been away for a while, and maybe the birds have come to steal food by now.
Sure enough, as soon as Lin Yuanqiu ran back to the backyard, he heard the chirping of birds on the persimmon tree.
But we can't let the birds give the persimmons to Huo Huo.
Lin Yuanqiu hurriedly picked up the thin bamboo pole on the ground and slapped it hard on the branches.
Therefore, the birds and magpies that finally caught the opportunity to land on the branches were frightened by the beating of the bamboo poles before they had time to bite.
After a while, they all flew away.
It really comes and goes in a hurry.
...
Chapter 2 Gouzi Gouzi
saw that the birds were driven away, Lin Yuanqiu did not put down his hand holding the pole. He searched back and forth under several persimmon trees, waiting to confirm that there were no more birds stealing food. Finally, he laid the bamboo pole flat on the ground so that his tender little arms could rest.
Isn't he just tender? Think of him as a man in his thirties, and now he suddenly turns into a five-year-old kid. He is almost tender.
Lin Yuanqiu had always been an atheist in his previous life, but now this opportunity forced him to believe that the end of science is indeed metaphysics.
A gust of wind blew by, making the leaves rustle.
Lin Yuanqiu tightened the burlap jacket tightly, trying to prevent the cold wind from entering the collar of his neck, so as not to accidentally
Caught a cold.
You know, this is an ancient country with backward medical standards. If you really get cold, not to mention whether it can be cured, or whether this company will give you the money to ask for medical advice, otherwise the body will be damaged. The original owner didn't die because of a high fever, so he, a drunken man in the 21st century, had the opportunity to wear this small body.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he has a small body. It stands to reason that the original body is now five years old, and his actual age is already six years old. But look at this small figure now, how can he be worthy of his age? With thin arms and thin legs, it is said that he is only At three years old, there are definitely people who believe it.
Alas, Lin Yuanqiu sighed, how poor a family could be to raise a child with such mismatched speed.
Thinking of the food for the past few days, it was either hard steamed buns and wild vegetable soup, or thick and inedible black-faced steamed buns and wild vegetable soup. As for eating meat, I'm sorry, it's been almost half a month since he came here, and he didn't even eat it. Smelled meat.
Thinking of this, Lin Yuanqiu couldn't help but worry a little. He was worried about what he would look like in the future if he followed this unnutritious eating method, and whether he would be given an eye-catching short figure.
Thinking again about his 1.9-meter tall jade tree in the wind in his previous life, Lin Yuanqiu subconsciously touched his thin shoulders. As a result, there was a rough patch where he touched it. He was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand, fearing that if he didn't pay attention, he would be injured. My clothes were torn.
It wasn't that Lin Yuanqiu was being too careful, but the clothes he was wearing had already been washed and turned white, and it felt like they would be torn if he applied a little force.
You know, apart from the one he is wearing now, the only outer shirt he has is the one hanging on the bamboo pole in the yard. If it is really torn, then he will have no clothes to change.
Then he lowered his head and looked at the trousers, which were half a foot high from the ground. Even with short legs like his, they looked like cropped trousers.
I heard that this outfit originally belonged to my cousin.
Poor families are like this. Children basically wear clothes in turns. Just like in their family, the eldest child wears the second child's clothes, the second child wears it, then the third child wears it, and then the fourth child wears it. When Lin Yuanqiu wears it, , the patches connected one after another have almost covered the original color of the clothes.
In fact, for Lin Yuanqiu, he doesn't care whether the clothes are new or old. What he is really worried about is how to survive the next cold winter.
A few days ago, when he put the clay pot with persimmons in the kang cabinet, he went through the clothes inside. Sadly, he found that except for a few old, stiff cotton-padded jackets, there was nothing else in the kang cabinet. .
It can be seen that this family is really not ordinary poor.
You know, the winter in the north is no joke. Lin Yuanqiu stared at his exposed half calf again and again, thinking about his ability to withstand freezing when winter comes.
I don't know what the experience will be like then.
After all, I never talked about such a day in my previous life, I just never thought about it.
Before wearing this little body, Lin Yuanqiu's life was not bad. His parents had a small fortune, and he not only made money to buy a house for himself before the age of thirty, but also had no less than seven people in his bank account. number of deposits.
It's a pity that if I hadn't been drunk too much by my friends on Singles' Day and accidentally got drunk, I would have fallen from the rice vat into the rice bran.
What worries Lin Yuanqiu the most is how sad his grandparents, parents, and parents will be after he passes away.
It is really unfilial for me to let the white-haired people give away the black-haired people.
The only good thing is that his parents gave birth to more than one child. I think my younger brother will take good care of the family.
As for the real estate and savings in his name, as a single young man who has not yet had time to get married and start a family, his inheritance will naturally belong to his parents and relatives. This can be regarded as a little comfort to his heart.
...
As it approached You time, all the people working in the fields came back.
Lin Sanzhu walked at the front carrying half a load of radishes. Behind him were Old Man Lin and the Wu family, who also carried radishes in large baskets on their backs.
As soon as he stepped into the courtyard gate, Old Lintou heard that his third son, who had been screaming in the field for a sore back and legs, was now shouting "dog son, dog son" with a voice as loud as a bell.
That full-of-energy look is nothing like a person who screams that he is completely powerless as soon as he digs carrots.
Alas, old man Lin sighed. The third child has grown old. People in their thirties think of all kinds of ways to be lazy when they start working. If they hadn't kept an eye on them, they would have wandered off somewhere. Went. Fortunately, the boss and the second child were not like this, otherwise this family would not be what it would be like.
Thinking of this, Old Man Lin couldn't help but turn around and glare at Wu behind him. His youngest son, grandson, and third son were spoiled by the old woman.
Wu was not convinced. She was not used to it. It was obviously the third child who had grown crooked, okay?
When the old man rolled his eyes, Wu just pretended not to notice.
It's just that the third child has been shouting "gouzi" for a long time, but the grandson hasn't come out to answer.
Could it be that this kid wasn't looking at the persimmons at home today, but sneaked out to play?
Before Wu could put down his backpack and go to the backyard to find out what was going on, Lin Yuanhuai and Lin Yuanbai, who had been running around in the village with their friends all afternoon and were sweating, quickly stepped forward to answer their questions: "
Third uncle, brother Gouzi. I told you that no one is allowed to call him a bitch anymore, and you have to call him by his first name."
"Yes, yes, brother Gouzi said that he will definitely not answer anyone who calls him Gouzi in the future."
After saying that, Lin Yuanbai imitated Lin Yuanqiu's tone and repeated the words, "Only babies born from dogs I'm just called a dog. I'm not born of a dog. I'm a barking dog!"
Lin Sanzhu: "..."
It sounds very reasonable.
...
When it was getting dark, Lin Dazhu and Lin Erzhu came home carrying empty baskets.
There were more people selling persimmons in the town today. The last half-framed persimmons were sold out after the two of them walked around the streets for a while.
"Dad, this is the money from selling persimmons today, a total of 286 Wen."
Lin Dazhu said as he took out a heavy cloth bag from his chest and handed it to Old Man Lin, "It was a bit late today. My second brother and I I came back on Dongzi's oxcart."
Excluding the two pennies for riding the oxcart, that's 284 pennies. The
Lin family is not divided, so all income naturally goes to the commonwealth.
Old Lintou handed the money bag to Mrs. Liu and asked her to take it to the room and put it away. There were ten soup cans with seven lids in the house, so there was still plenty of room for money.
Seeing that the weather is about to get cold, the cotton-padded jackets of the eldest, second, and third sons have already become old and worn out. Therefore, old man Lin plans to use part of the money he earned from selling persimmons this year to make one for each of his three sons. New coat.
In fact, it's time to make new cotton-padded jackets for the family, but there is no money to make them all, so we can only stick to the old men who often go out first.
Old man Lin took a breath of dry cigarette, thought for a while and said to the boss and the second: "You two will have a day off tomorrow. I think we can sell the persimmons on our tree three or four times at most." Lin Dazhu nodded
, Tomorrow he and his second brother will help collect radishes at home.
At this time, the three sisters-in-law who were cooking in the kitchen came in with food.
Lin Yuanqiu stretched his neck and took a look, and saw that the eldest uncle and the second uncle were holding steamed buns and black-faced steamed buns, while his mother, Feng, was holding a large vat of wild vegetable soup.
Still the third child!
Lin Yuanqiu was on the verge of crying. The joy of delicious food in his previous life was gone. His roast chicken, roast duck, and roast sausages were all gone forever.
Alas, if he had known that one day he would travel through time, in his previous life, he would have had enough to eat first.
Like most villagers, the Lin family has a meal-sharing system. According to Old Man Lin's wishes, the food is distributed in different ways, so that you don't have to worry about you grabbing it with chopsticks and me grabbing it with a scoop.
There are seventeen people in the Lin family, including Mr. Lin and Mrs. Wu, and then the five members of the eldest family, Lin Dazhu and Mrs. Zhou, and their two sons and one daughter.
Then there are Lin Erzhu and Liu from the second room, and their two sons and one daughter.
Finally, there is the third room where Lin Yuanqiu lives. There are also five people in the third room, including his father Lin Sanzhu, his mother Feng, and him and his twin sisters.
With so many people, there is definitely not room for one table, so every time we eat, there is a table for men and a table for women.
Mrs. Wu is responsible for distributing the food. Each man in the family has two steamed buns, one black noodle steamed bun, and two ladles of vegetable soup in the bowl.
On the women's side, each person received a steamed bun, a black noodle steamed bun, and a ladle of vegetable soup.
As for little ones like Lin Yuanqiu and the others, they only had a black noodle steamed bun and a spoonful of vegetable soup.
Among the grandchildren, the eldest grandson Lin Yuanfeng is fourteen years old this year, and the second grandson Lin Yuansong is thirteen years old. The two of them can already do a lot of work in the fields and are considered the main labor force in the family, so they receive more meals than Lin Yuanqiu and the others. Add one more black-faced steamed bun.
As for the two older granddaughters, Mrs. Wu picked up the last black-faced steamed bun in the bamboo basket, broke it in half, and divided another half into their bowls.
Just like that, a dinner was distributed.
The two baskets that were full just now were now empty, and even the wild vegetable soup in the pottery jars had been scraped clean.
Lin Yuanqiu finally understood why he had to eat wild vegetables and black noodles with every meal.
Otherwise, with such an astonishing amount of food consumption every day, the food at home would not be enough to last.
Farmers don't pay so much attention to their meals, so the rule of eating without talking or sleeping doesn't apply at all in the countryside.
Lin Yuanqiu was chewing steamed buns while listening to the adults' conversations. This was currently the best way for him to understand the world.
Lin Dazhu, who was just listening to the side, was chewing steamed buns and talking to Old Man Lin about what he had just heard on the bullock cart.
"Dad, Lin Dong said that our clan master has been hired. He is an old boy from the town. I heard that in about ten days, he can take his child to the clan academy." ...Chapter
3
Sun My son wants to go to school.
Hearing Lin Dazhu's words, Lin Yuanqiu was stunned for a moment. When he realized what was going on, he was suddenly pleasantly surprised.
This is really a pillow for sleepiness.
Ever since he traveled through time, Lin Yuanqiu has been worrying about his future.
Lin Yuanqiu felt that since he was destined to take root in ancient times in his life, he must find the most comfortable way to live. He couldn't just be a farmer with his face facing the loess and his back turned to the sky all his life.
In his previous life, Lin Yuanqiu also lived in the countryside. When he was a child, his parents were busy with work and had no time to take care of him and his younger brother, so they entrusted their grandparents to take care of them. It can be said that Lin Yuanqiu spent his childhood in the countryside. Lin Yuanqiu didn't return to his parents until he started junior high school.
Grandma and grandpa's home is in the countryside, where there are fields as far as the eye can see and many simple farmers, so Lin Yuanqiu naturally knows everything about the daily life of farmers.
Cold comes and summer comes, autumn harvests and winter hides.
Farmers are busy in the fields from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, and the income they earn will be enough to maintain the minimum expenses of the family. If you want to live a slightly better life, you must find ways to earn extra money, otherwise you will not be able to do anything. .
This is still in modern society, with hybrid rice, chemical fertilizers and pesticides, and one acre of land can produce thousands of kilograms of rice.
But now, the fields are not fertile, the land is not strong, and the yield per mu is only about 200 to 300 kilograms. After paying the exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes, I am afraid that the remaining food will be hard to even feed, let alone live a good life. Good times.
Furthermore, in ancient society, the imperial power was supreme, and ordinary people had various obligations they had no control over, such as being assigned corvee duties from time to time to dig ditches, carry stones, and build city walls. At that time, they had to go whether they wanted to or not. , it's really scary to think about it.
If the current situation is turbulent, there may be military service to be performed, and there is a risk of death on the battlefield at any time.
Therefore, in today's world, if he, a low-level commoner, does not want to have difficulty with food and clothing, does not want to be flattened and rounded by others, and if he wants to live with dignity, I am afraid that the only way is to study and gain fame. also
Makes life much easier.
Although Lin Yuanqiu studied art design in his previous life, he was not bad at reading. After all, if he could not pass the cultural class, no matter how good his painting skills were, he would not be able to enter the first-class art academy in the country.
Therefore, Lin Yuanqiu is not worried at all when it comes to studies. He believes that as long as he is willing to put in effort and work hard, he will definitely achieve success in his career.
However, it is not an easy task to provide a scholar. Not to mention the repairs that must be given to the master every year, even the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are also a lot of money.
What's more, there are four cousins ahead of me. If they are all sent to study, the family will definitely not be able to afford it.
So, can his grandson, who is at the bottom of the list, get his turn?
Lin Yuanqiu couldn't help but look at the adults at the table. As a result, they were already talking about going to the fields to collect radishes tomorrow.
Judging from their expressions, it seemed that the clan studies were just casually mentioned, and there was no further details on who the family wanted to send and how to sign up.
Looking at the cousins, they are holding bowls, drinking soup, and Zheng Huan is chewing steamed buns in his hands.
It is said that a young man will live in poverty, and this is indeed true.
However, these are not the point.
Because Lin Yuanqiu suddenly discovered that in the whole family, he seemed to be the only one who cared about the opening of ethnic studies.
This situation is completely different from what I thought.
Has it been discussed?
Don't mention it, it's really possible. It's only been half a month since I passed it by myself. The family may have discussed this matter half a month ago.
Lin Yuanqiu looked through the memories in his mind, and he didn't have the slightest impression of going to school, so this person must not be him.
"Fourth brother, do you want to go to clan school?" Lin Yuanqiu patted Lin Yuanbai beside him.
"No, what's the fun in studying? I won't go."
Lin Yuanbai's little head shook like a rattle. Reading is no more fun than catching bugs.
"Brother, are they going to go?"
Lin Yuanqiu continued. He had to find out clearly, so as not to steal someone else's opportunity to study.
"I won't go. My mother said that there is no smoke coming out of our ancestral graves. Only fools put money into it."
Lin Yuanqiu: "..."
I have been struggling with my feelings here for a long time. The family has no plans to send the children to school. .
This is not possible. If you don't study and can't read, then you will have to work in the fields in the future.
No, no, he must go to school!
Lin Yuanqiu looked at the cheap daddy.
It is said that if the child wants to go to school, he will naturally find a father and mother.
But at this time, Lin Sanzhu was lowering his head, holding a bamboo strip in his hand, and picking his teeth seriously.
He didn't see his son's gaze.
Lin Yuanqiu was puzzled. The only thing for dinner was steamed buns, and there was no pork to stuff his teeth. What kind of teeth could a cheap dad pick?
Forget it, he'd better find a cheaper girl.
Lin Yuanqiu turned to look at Feng again, and was about to shout, okay, when she saw Feng sitting at another table, her eyebrows dancing, and she was chatting with her two sisters-in-law about something in the village. Woolen cloth.
It can be said that there is nothing wrong with eating and gossiping.
Yes, it is better to rely on others than to rely on yourself, otherwise if you miss this village, you will not have this store.
As for whether you can agree to it, you have to ask before you know.
In other words, if you don't throw a pebble into the water, how would you know if there are fish in the pond?
After making up his mind, Lin Yuanqiu did not hesitate, imitating the tone of speech that a five-year-old child should have, and said directly to the old man Lin who was standing up: "Grandpa, my grandson wants to go to school!" But the voice was too soft, and the old man
Lin did not hear it.
Lin Yuanqiu raised his voice and said, "Grandpa, my grandson wants to go to a clan school to study!"
Now everyone in the room heard it, and they all looked over with a "swish" sound.
After seeing that it was Lin Yuanqiu, everyone immediately looked away and asked what they should do.
Pi Wa'er is having fun.
Old man Lin waved to Lin Yuanqiu, "When the dog is done eating, go down to the table and play. Don't disturb the adults."
He thought he was messing around.
Lin Yuanqiu felt that his way of speaking must be wrong.
So, he quickly moved his little buttocks, got off the bench, walked to Old Man Lin in a few steps, raised his little head, and said with great seriousness: "Grandpa, my grandson wants to go to school to study and read." His voice was loud and clear
. , enunciate clearly.
Everyone looked over again.
Before Old Lin could react, Mrs. Wu, who was sitting at the table of women, was unhappy.
"Why study well? Your school is a place for you to tease cats and dogs. Go, go, go, don't disturb your father and uncle talking!" After saying that, Mrs. Wu turned to Mrs. Feng fiercely
. After a glare, there was no need to guess, this must have been what the third daughter-in-law taught Gouzi to say. ┅思┅Rabbit┅on┅┅Read┅Read┅My
stomach is not full yet, but I still want to study. The third daughter-in-law is really confused.
Seeing her mother-in-law glaring at her, Ms. Feng shook her head hastily. She didn't have eyesight about what was going on at home, so how could she mention studying with her son.
Besides, what are the benefits of going to school? Not only does it cost money and energy, but you also have to be slapped by your master from time to time. I am just a little kid like a dog, so what if it gets broken?
Feng and Lin Sanzhu had already discussed it. They planned to send the dog to work as a waiter in a restaurant in town when he got older. They went to the largest restaurant in town, called Zuixiang Restaurant. I heard that the restaurant there The food and wine are expensive and delicious, and his dog will be in for a treat.
Seeing my mother scolding his son, Lin Sanzhu was a little reluctant, "Mom, it's a good thing for a dog to want to study. Why are you scolding him?" "A good thing? You put it
lightly. Studying doesn't cost money. Our family is still renting other people. The land is planted."
If it weren't for being so far away, Mrs. Wu would have wanted to slap her over and read nonsense. She wouldn't even think about the situation at home. Ten acres of the sixteen acres of land are rented from others. Every year, the rent and land are taken away. There is only enough food left to feed the family due to taxes. The eldest grandson will be fifteen at the end of the new year. He will have to get married in a year or two at most. The family has not even saved up the money to marry the granddaughter-in-law. How can there be any spare money to throw at the school? .
What's more, where can Bamboo grow good bamboo shoots? Lao San and Feng are parents who don't have enough to eat and can't do anything. If Gouzi could read, she would write Wu backwards.
Lin Sanzhu wondered, "Didn't you say that the clan does not practice restraint and cultivation?"
The last time the clan opened its ancestral hall, he clearly heard the clan leader saying this.
"You don't need to be repaired, but you still have to buy books and other things, as well as the paper and inkstone. None of these things are cheap. Check your pockets and see how many copper coins you can get!" "Where am I
? The money you came here, isn't all the money at home in your hands?"
Lin Sanzhu touched his empty pocket, a little unconvinced, and then looked at his son's eyes with helpless eyes. He couldn't help but turn to look at Old Man Lin, "Dad "My dog is smart. If he is allowed to study, he might even be able to become a high-ranking official in the future."
He could see it clearly just now. When the eldest brother talked about clan studies, several of his nephews only praised him. He was eating frantically from the bowl without even raising his head. Only his dog was listening carefully with his ears raised. What does this mean? It means that his son is different from other children. He is smart. If he goes to school, Maybe you can actually come up with a good idea.
Be a high official?
Old man Lin couldn't help but shake his head. The third child couldn't talk more than he thought. If it was so easy to pass the exam for high-ranking officials, Lin Youzhi wouldn't have been admitted as a scholar for more than 20 years.
The old Lin family has been digging in the soil for generations. They never think about the mountains and rivers, so they should just farm the land down-to-earth.
He lowered his head and looked at his little grandson, whose face was full of childishness. He was so skinny and small that he could not be equated with the future high official.
Alas, for children, every thought comes up once and for all, and maybe they will all be forgotten by tomorrow.
Old man Lin took a puff of dry cigarette and said firmly, "Let's talk about it later!"
So the others continued to eat with their bowls in hand.
When his father spoke, Lin Sanzhu had no idea. He touched Lin Yuanqiu's little head and said, "If you don't want to read, don't read. What's the point of studying? Gouzi, in a few years, father will send you to work as a waiter in a big restaurant, and I will ensure that you are popular." Drink spicy food."
Lin Yuanqiu's face was full of dark lines. He wanted to eat spicy food and drink spicy food when he was a waiter, but your family opened the restaurant.
"If you don't go, I have to study!"
Lin Yuanqiu said and began to stamp his feet, showing off the stubbornness of a five-year-old child.
If it still doesn't work, Lin Yuanqiu is going to try rolling on the ground while howling, since he is still "little" now anyway.
"Go, go, let's go and recite, let's go and recite."
Seeing his son looking like he was about to cry, Lin Sanzhu hurriedly picked him up and said, "Dad, I'll take the dog to sign up tomorrow!"
His son had just been brought back from the hell. Well, Lin Sanzhu couldn't bear to let him cry. Anyway, he didn't have to hand it over to Xiu, so he sent Gouzi there to hang out for a few days before talking about it. The little kid might not want to go after only a few days of study.
As for books and the like, you don't have to buy them yet. If you really can't bear it, you can still owe the family money.
Well, let's do it!
Lin Sanzhu touched his beard and felt that he was too smart.
Wu was furious and said, "Mom, please leave it here. If Gouzi goes to school, you and your wife will have to figure out the expenses yourself. My father-in-law will not spend a penny to subsidize it!" "I understand, I understand!
" Lin Sanzhu, who had a plan, responded unequivocally.
Lin Yuanqiu didn't know what Lin Sanzhu was thinking. He just thought that the other party was determined to work hard to earn money for his education in the future. Lin Yuanqiu was suddenly moved and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Although the cheap dad is a bit out of tune, at the critical moment, he is still reliable.
Although Mrs. Wu heard what she said, Mrs. Zhou was still a little worried. Although her mother-in-law didn't have a good tone when speaking to her brother-in-law, Mrs. Wu knew that her mother-in-law liked her brother-in-law the most, and she might secretly give him money.
Yuan Feng will soon be old enough to propose marriage, and don't even have the money to pay for his daughter-in-law's marriage.
Zhou glanced at her second sister-in-law beside her, and saw that Liu was also looking towards her, with no less worry in her eyes than hers.
After the two looked at each other, Mrs. Zhou spoke first, "The third brother dotes on the child too much. How can the child just let him do whatever he wants? The cost of studying is not small. You and the third brother and sister go Where can I find so much money? Besides, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and mice's sons can dig holes. We are just farmers looking for food in the soil. Don't think about the dream of becoming a high official, just guard the fields. Really."
Mrs. Zhou just had to say clearly, how can you two lazy couple give birth to a child who knows how to read?
Ms. Liu nodded and said, "Sister-in-law is right."
Seeing that old man Lin also seemed to agree with his eldest daughter-in-law's statement, Lin Yuanqiu felt anxious in his heart. Don't let the matter of his studies be brought to light.
At this time, Lin Yuanqiu didn't care that he was only five years old, and hurriedly said: "No, no, aunt, that's not the case. Don't look at the majesty of those high-ranking officials. Counting three generations up, they might be farming like us. You are a farmer!"
Old man Lin was surprised, "Did you think of this yourself?"
Lin Dazhu and Lin Erzhu also opened their eyes in disbelief. When did the dog become so smart?
"No, it was my grandson who heard it from the people at the Yamen Gate."
Lin Yuanqiu thought it was best to use this excuse. Otherwise, how could a five-year-old child know so much? Anyway, after getting lost that day, he was alone in the Yamen Gate. He wandered around for half a day. During this period, only the original person knew who he met and what he heard.
As soon as she heard the words "yamenmen", Mrs. Wu clutched her chest in distress, oh, her half a tael of silver!
If the third child hadn't insisted on taking the child to wander around the town that day, the dog wouldn't have run away. If he hadn't run away, he wouldn't have walked to the yamen gate alone, and he wouldn't have seen the prisoner beaten with a board until he was bleeding. The scene of the scab was so frightening that Gouzi developed a high fever when she got home. For several days, she consulted a doctor and took medicine, which cost her half a tael of money, and she was able to save her life.
Now look at the third child holding the dog, the third child's wife
The faces on the side were full of smiles, and the couple looked proud that my son was the smartest in the world. Mrs. Wu was so angry that she waved her arms, "Let's go, let's go, I don't want to see you!" Just leave
! Lin Sanzhu lifted up his precious son and let him ride on his neck, then turned to his two girls and said, "Let's go! Yan'er Cao'er, go back to the room with daddy quickly!" ...On the second day, we just had
breakfast
. , Lin Yuanqiu urged him to sign up, "Dad, go and sign up for me today."
After being unsure, he always felt uneasy.
Lin Sanzhu shook his head, "Not today, daddy will have to dig radishes in the fields later."
Yes, dig radishes!
Lin Sanzhu took his son's hand and shouted towards the kitchen, "Mom, today I have to take the dog to the uncle's place to sign up, so I won't go to the fields." After that, he pulled
Lin Yuanqiu to chase the dog away . As if running outside.
Mrs. Wu rushed out with a rolling pin. Seeing that there was no possibility of catching up, she was so angry that she threw the rolling pin away with all her strength.
There was only a "clang" sound, and the dilapidated courtyard door was smashed and swayed left and right.
At the door of the third room, Ms. Feng, who was about to say that she would follow him and take a look, immediately retracted her stepped leg.
...
Chapter 4 Registration
Lin Youzhi donated 20 taels of silver and 12 acres of paddy field to start the Lin clan school. The school is located in the first courtyard of the Lin clan ancestral hall.
This was also done to save some money. According to the discussion of several clan elders, instead of spending more than ten taels of silver to buy a foundation to build a new house, it would be better to use half of the silver to repaint the ancestral hall, and then ask carpenters to build tables, chairs and benches. , so that the class can start.
As for the place where the Master lives, aren't there still a few empty houses in the clan? I picked a room closer to the ancestral hall and tidied it up a little, so it would be just right for Master Wang to live in.
It's no wonder that the clan elders are so careful with their calculations. Although these twenty taels of silver look like a lot, setting up a clan school is not a trivial matter. Among them, reporting to the government, managing minor officials, everything costs silver taels, and asking for a wife. The repairs must be paid for, and everything must be carefully arranged in order to live up to Lin Youzhi's charity.
As for Lin Youzhi, after passing the scholar examination, the whole family moved to the town, which was a complete farewell to the previous days of poverty.
This change was all because he passed the examination as a scholar.
Don't underestimate the reputation of a scholar. In the Jing Dynasty, a scholar had many privileges. Being exempted from corvee was the basic rule. He could also meet officials without kneeling. He could be exempted from punishment if he committed a crime. He could go to the government to receive a certain amount of money every month. Rice, noodles and silver are distributed, and fish and meat are also distributed during holidays. In addition, you can also earn money as deposit for county examination candidates every year, so your life is not too comfortable.
The most important thing is that scholars are one of the pillars of the local gentry class. They represent scholars who are knowledgeable in books and etiquette. They often serve as a bridge of communication between the common people and the government. When encountering local disputes, or when common people want to deal with When dealing with government agencies, scholars are often invited to come forward.
Therefore, many businessmen would come over in advance to establish a good relationship with the scholar, giving him houses, fields, money, and servants.
With so many benefits here, it is no wonder that Lin Youzhi took the exam for more than 20 years, failed and failed, and finally passed the exam in August this year.
As Lin Sanzhu walked and talked about these things with his son, he also thought to himself that it was a pity that his family did not have money to send his children to school. Otherwise, with his intelligence and energy, his son might be able to become a scholar like Lin Youzhi. Then you will enjoy endless blessings, and there is no need to work hard in the fields every day.
But then, Lin Sanzhu thought about Lin Youzhi's current age. In one or two years, he will know his destiny. If it takes so many years for Gouzi to pass the exam, then the thatch on his grave can be used to weave mats.
Still enjoying the blessing of farts.
Didn't he already make plans yesterday? The reason why he brought his son to sign up today was because he thought that once the novelty of studying as a child wore off, everything would be fine.
So, Lin Sanzhu didn't say anything about studying hard. He weighed Lin Yuanqiu on his back and said with a smile, "Gouzi, if Master hits your palm with a ruler, then we won't read this book!" Again
! It's a dog!
Lin Yuanqiu felt that since he was going to school, it was necessary to correct this name, otherwise his classmates would call him a bitch in the future, which would be annoying.
"Dad, my son will be a student soon. From now on, please call me by my first name!"
Call me by your first name?
Lin Sanzhu immediately thought of what his son said, "It's not a dog's birth", so he didn't hesitate, nodded and said, "Gouzi is right, father listen to Gouzi, from now on dad will call Gouzi Qiuer Let's do it."
Lin Yuanqiu: "..."
It seems that changing the name is a great undertaking and has a long way to go.
...
Patriarch Lin's home is at the east end of the village, and the father and son arrived not long after they left.
Master Wang won't be here for a few more days, so to sign up for clan school, he comes directly to the clan leader.
Although Patriarch Lin is about the same age as Old Lintou, in terms of seniority, Old Lintou has to call him uncle.
When he heard that Lin Sanzhu and his baby had signed up to study, Patriarch Lin couldn't wrap his mind around it. It would cost a lot of money to study and read. When did the noble family have such financial resources?
Patriarch Lin felt that every family in the entire Lin clan could send their children to school, except for Lin Dagui and the Wu family.
This is not to underestimate the couple. In fact, when the cousin split up the family, he left most of the family to the eldest son, while Lin Dagui, the second son, only received six acres of land and a dilapidated old house.
In recent years, thanks to Lin Dagui and Wu's willingness to endure hardships and share a lot of land for farming, their children were able to successfully start a family.
But, this is already the limit.
As the number of people in the family increases, for Lin Dagui and his wife, filling their stomachs is now the most important thing. How can they have spare money to send their children to school?
Patriarch Lin took the cigarette rod, took out a handful of shredded tobacco from the cigarette bag, then pressed it into the pot, lit it, took a puff, and then said: "Did Sanzhu bring his children to sign up?" "Yes, uncle
. ." Lin Sanzhu nodded and stood respectfully.
"Then why didn't your father come?" This work was compiled and uploaded by Situ Online Reading users
. Shouldn't it be the head of the family who came over for such a thing? Patriarch Lin suspected that it was Lin Sanzhu's private idea. After all, this was not A Lord who can make parents worry less.
Lin Sanzhu was not a stupid person. He naturally knew what the patriarch was thinking at this time. It was just about sending Gouzi to study. Everyone in the family knew about it. "Uncle, don't worry. Last night, we The whole family has already discussed it."
It's just that the family doesn't have to contribute a penny.
Seeing the other party's promise, Chief Lin didn't ask any more questions. He thought to himself that maybe Lin Dagui, like other clan members, would tighten his belt to send his son to school after seeing Lin Youzhi's glory.
After all, they set up a clan school to provide a place for the clan's children to study and practice calligraphy, so that the Lin family could have a few more promising clan members like Lin Youzhi.
Therefore, as long as they are members of the Lin clan, they have the opportunity to enter school.
He looked at Lin Yuanqiu. He was thin and not as tall as his Eight Immortals table.
Patriarch Lin was a little confused. There were five grandsons in the Dagui family, so why did they choose the youngest one?
For such a young child, I don't know if I can calm down and study.
Seeing the clan leader looking at him, Lin Yuanqiu immediately showed a big smile.
He thought to himself, this unsmiling old man didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. If he wasn't an adult soul, he might be scared to tears.
However, it is said that if you don't hit the smiling person with your hand, if you smile more at others, you will definitely do nothing wrong.
Thinking of this, Lin Yuanqiu smiled even brighter.
Chief Lin paused. There were very few children in the clan who were not afraid of him. This little boy was an exception.
Since the family had already discussed it, Patriarch Lin did not waste any time. He reached out to take the booklet from the table, opened a few pages, then picked up a pen and added the words Lin Yuanqiu.
Most of the names of the little furry children in the tribe were given by Chief Lin, so he naturally remembered who was who and whose name was which.
"Okay, on October 26th, you can just take the baby to the clan school."
Clan Chief Lin closed the book, with obvious intention of seeing off the guests.
However, Lin Sanzhu had no intention of leaving yet, "Uncle, that book... I haven't received it yet."
Lin Sanzhu had already thought about it. If his uncle asked him for money for the book later, he would tell him that he would get it after he returns. After delivering the book, it was up to him to decide whether to give him money or not. Anyway, he would not leave the book untouched. After a few days, when Gouzi got tired of reading, he would keep the book intact. Wouldn't it be enough to return the ones that don't move?
"What book?" Patriarch Lin was puzzled.
Lin Sanzhu smiled and rubbed his hands, "These are the books the baby needs to go to school!" "
Oh, this." Patriarch Lin took a deep breath of dry tobacco and said, "It's better for you to go to the town and buy those books. After thinking about it ,
Patriarch Lin added, "Buy a copy of the Three-Character Classic first, and we'll talk about the other books later." Don't
waste your money, but your child doesn't want to learn after studying for a few days. Wouldn't that be wrong? What a waste of money.
Buy it yourself?
Lin Sanzhu was dumbfounded. Where did he get the money to buy the books? When the ancestral hall was opened that day, didn't they agree that the clan would purchase the books, and then they would give the money to buy the books to the clan school.
Why did you change your mind again?
He went to the town to buy books. Where did he get the money? He was not familiar with the bookstore owner in the town, so he couldn't get credit.
Oh, okay, it just changed.
Lin Sanzhu didn't know that the clan had planned to buy books together before, but later, several clan elders thought about it again and again, and felt that it would be more appropriate for each family to go to town to buy books on their own, so as not to take away the books and still owe the money. In the clan, that would be troublesome.
I have to say, ginger is still spicy.
Lin Sanzhu's wishful thinking came to nothing.
...
Seeing his son jumping up and down in front of him, Lin Sanzhu felt depressed. Without books, how could his son go to a clan school to study?
I originally thought that Gouzi could at least stay in the family school for ten days and a half. By then, the child would not want to go. Once the books were returned, nothing would happen to him.
But now, I'm afraid it's hard to hang out even for a day.
How can I read the table without books?
He had asked the clan leader just now that a handwritten copy of the "Three Character Classic" would cost at least more than 200 liters. Now, let alone more than 200 liters, he couldn't even get out even 20 liters.
Seeing the sad look on Cheap Daddy's face, Lin Yuanqiu certainly knew what was going on. He had just heard about the money it would cost to buy books. Two hundred coins was not a small amount of money. Cheap Daddy wanted to earn it, so It would take time, and he couldn't push his cheap dad into a hurry. Otherwise, if someone gave up the job, his studies would be ruined.
"Dad, my son can read a book with his deskmate first, and then he can buy it for me after he earns enough money."
Lin Yuanqiu is really not in a hurry. In modern society, most children can read the catchy "Three Character Classic" Memorize, as well as "Disciple Rules", "Hundred Family Surnames", and "Thousand-Character Classic". Many children can basically do it, not to mention him. Lin Yuanqiu remembers that when he was just learning to speak, his father His mother bought him the drawing books of these books and taught him to read them.
Besides, it's not like he's really illiterate. Although the books these days are all in traditional Chinese, it's not difficult for him.
Therefore, Lin Yuanqiu really didn't worry about whether there were books or not.
Oops, my dog is still considerate.
Lin Sanzhu picked up his good son and said, "Yes, yes, yes, just do what Gouzi said. Let's borrow the book from our deskmate and read it first. When daddy earns money in the future, we can buy new books for Gouzi!" Haha
, His dog is so smart, he solved the problem easily.
At this time, Lin Sanzhu no longer had any worries. He happily raised his son and let him ride on his neck.
Riding and driving.
As for earning money, how could it be possible? Lin Sanzhu shook his head. It was more than two hundred yuan, but he didn't have the ability.
When the father and son returned home, except Chun Yanchuncao, Lin Yuanhuai and Lin Yuanbai were at home, and everyone else went to dig radishes in the field.
After letting the children stay at home, Lin Sanzhu picked up the burden and went out.
Lin Sanzhu didn't dare not go to the fields, otherwise his father's smoking pole would not be vegetarian.
...
Today it was Da Fang's turn to look at the persimmons. Lin Yuanhuai held a long pole and from time to time drove away the birds that were about to steal food, while Lin Yuanbai went around the persimmon trees and searched for "caught fish".
Just before going to the fields, Lin Dazhu and Lin Erzhu picked all the ripe persimmons and locked them in the room. They planned to pick them up and sell them in the town early tomorrow morning.
So at this moment, there are only some fruits left on the persimmon tree that are not yet red and a little astringent.
The three of them walked back and forth several times, but couldn't see any ripe fruit to start with, so they had no choice but to give up.
The picked persimmons were placed in Old Lin and Mrs. Wu's room. The back window was opened a crack, and Lin Yuanbai stood on tiptoes to look in.
Unfortunately, the room was too dark and I couldn't see anything.
Seeing that the other party looked like he wanted to crawl through the window, Lin Yuanqiu hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his trouser legs, pulling him down.
This guy forgot the taste of fried meat with bamboo sticks so quickly.
Xu Shi also thought about being beaten a few days ago. Lin Yuanbai touched his butt, a little embarrassed.
However, the depressed mood did not last long. As if he thought of something, the little guy's eyes immediately lit up and he patted Lin Yuanqiu on the back, "Brother Gouzi, when you become a high official in the future, you must give it to Fourth Brother." Buy a lot of delicious food!"
Lin Yuanqiu: "..."
...
Chapter 5 Ethnic Studies Class Begins
After a few days, all the persimmons on the tree in the backyard were finally sold.
Wu took out a camphor wood box about one foot long and poured all the copper plates inside onto the table. Then she took a piece of fine cloth and strung each hundred copper plates into a string. There were twelve strings in total, plus eighty pieces. Two pieces scattered.
This is one thousand two hundred and eighty-two liters, dear, nearly 300 liters more than last year.
Wu's smile turned into flowers.
Others are also very happy. The family has more income, and it will definitely improve a lot in the coming days.
Especially the little ones, for them, these strings of copper coins are equivalent to a table full of chicken, duck, and fish, which the kids have been looking forward to eating for a long time.
"Mom, how many days are left until the Chinese New Year?" Lin Yuanbai swallowed and couldn't help asking Mrs. Liu.
He has almost forgotten what the big chicken drumsticks were like on New Year's Eve last year.
"There are still more than two months." Ms. Liu lowered her head and mended the clothes in her hands.
How long is more than two months? Lin Yuanbai quickly stretched out his little hand, ready to count. The result was one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, ninety. After all ten fingers were broken, the others could not be counted. .
Turning around, he saw his little cousin next to him and said hurriedly: "Brother Gouzi, I can lend you my fingers."
You are the younger brother Gouzi.
"No!" Lin Yuanqiu turned around and handed him the back directly.
Following the old man's wishes, Mrs. Wu took out the bunch of eighty-two cents, handed it to Mrs. Zhou and said, "Tomorrow you and Mrs. Liu will go to the town and buy back the cotton and fabrics that Dazhu and the others use to make their coats. "
Seeing that the weather is about to get cold, we have to start making new cotton-padded jackets for the three brothers.
Feng curled her lips and always only let her eldest sister-in-law and second sister-in-law go to town. She had never been there once. Her mother-in-law was really partial.
However, when she thought that her husband would also make new cotton-padded jackets this time, Feng had no complaints at all.
Lin Sanzhu looked at the copper plates piled on the table, smiled at Mrs. Wu and said, "Mom, in two days the dog will go to the clan school. The patio of our ancestral hall can let in the wind. On snowy days, it will definitely be It's very cold, mother, why don't you make Gouzi a new coat, so he doesn't freeze to death."
Lin Sanzhu felt that no matter how long his son's enthusiasm for studying lasted, he could use this excuse to give Gouzi a new coat. It would also be nice to get a new cotton-padded jacket and wear it.
Mrs. Wu was too lazy to take care of her. There were so many children in the house, and if they were cooked for one or not for another, wouldn't it cause discord in the family? As a nurse, she always had to level the water bowl.
Besides, she didn't let Gouzi go to school. Who could blame her if she insisted on sending him to suffer the cold.
Old man Lin took a puff of dry tobacco. The smell of inferior tobacco made him cough several times.
Thinking of his third son, Old Man Lin looked at his little grandson. He had thin arms and legs and was a bit thin. Thinking of the high fever not long ago, he cleared his throat and said to Mrs. Wu, "Give it to the eldest daughter-in-law." With some money, the cotton-padded jackets of several children at home are all clumps, so let's buy some new cotton and wadding them again."
Upon hearing this, the Zhou family, Liu family, Feng family, and the three sisters-in-law were all happy. In this world, mothers love their children. Thinking of their children being able to wear warm clothes this winter, of course they happy.
"Thank you, grandma!" Lin Yuanqiu said thank you. He must be happy to be able to wear warmer clothes. Now, he no longer has to worry about freezing to death this winter.
Old Man Lin and Mrs. Wu were both stunned. After worrying about their juniors for so many years, it was the first time for the couple to hear words of gratitude. It felt a bit strange, and they felt quite... warm.
Yes, it's ironing.
Although they are parents and take care of the children at home, it is natural for them to do so, and they feel very happy when they receive a thank you from their children.
Old Lintou lowered his head and looked at his youngest grandson again. He remembered that the little grandson loved to cry very much and would howl for a long time. Thinking of this, Old Lintou suddenly remembered that he had not heard from his little grandson for some time. There was a cry.
How long has it been? By the way, it seems to be after that high fever.
After recovering from the high fever, my grandson seemed to have grown up a lot and became more sensible.
Old Lintou couldn't help but think, no wonder the elders said, "The pumpkins and loofahs hang long, and the little baby's teeth stand in the wind."
Children grow up after being beaten and beaten.
...
The day for ethnic studies to start soon came. At
noon, Lin Yuanqiu woke up.
Today is his first day of school, so he can't be late.
Yesterday, Mrs. Feng helped him sew the book bag, and now it was placed next to Lin Yuanqiu's pillow, using the extra fabric she had made for Lin Sanzhu's cotton-padded jacket.
Winter in the north has come early, and the kang has already started to be burned at home. It is still warm to the touch at this time.
The west side of the village is close to the mountain, and the trees on the mountain are lush and green. As long as you work hard, you can guarantee the firewood for your family all year round.
Chunyan and Chuncao were sleeping next to each other, and the three brothers and sisters shared a quilt. They were all still children, so they didn't pay so much attention.
Lin Yuanqiu sat up, put on his clothes, and then got off the ground softly.
After all the work in the fields was finished, many families in the village switched to eating two meals a day, which saved a lot of food.
The same goes for the Lin family. The first meal won't be eaten until late, so right now, the whole yard is quiet, and everyone hasn't gotten up yet.
After washing up, Lin Yuanqiu took out the bamboo tube for drinking water and scooped water from the clay pot to fill it up. Reading and reading later would definitely require a lot of saliva, so Liang Baikai must be prepared.
Also, Lin Yuanqiu touched the empty book bag and felt that in fact, there was no need to carry this bag without a single book on it.
However, without carrying it, it seems like something is missing.
You have to let people know at a glance that this is a child who studies.
Yes, he is a kid who studies. From today on, he, Lin Yuanqiu, will be a little scholar in Da Jing Dynasty.
You must study hard and make progress every day, come on!
In the east room, Old Lin Touzheng was talking to Mrs. Wu. The older people felt young, and the couple had woken up early.
Hearing the sound of the door latch being pushed outside the house, Old Man Lin wondered who got up so early in the morning.
"You forgot, today is the day when clan school starts, so Lao San and Gouzi should be outside." Wu replied.
Old man Lin also remembered that today is October 26th.
However, Old Man Lin couldn't believe it. The third child got up so early?
He looked at the window paper and saw that it was still dark outside.
Old man Lin thought to himself that his grandson's laziness would be cured by going to school.
If this was normal, the third child would still be lying on the kang dreaming.
However, Old Man Lin's happiness did not last long, because the sound of knocking the door latch continued outside, and seemed to be mixed with the sound of jumping.
I opened the window and took a look. Well, I saw a small figure jumping up at the courtyard door. The second door latch was too high and couldn't be reached.
As for what the second door latch is, it is the one that is pressed on the top of the door latch. It is usually only plugged in at night when sleeping, which is regarded as a second level of insurance.
Old Lin stood up quickly, pulled on his cloth shoes and walked out of the room.
I thought the third child had changed his temper, but it turned out that he was overthinking it.
"Grandpa." Lin Yuanqiu called from afar.
"Hey, Yuanqiu got up so early."
Almost subconsciously, Old Man Lin didn't call out the word "gouzi" again.
Although it was not bright yet, old man Lin could still clearly see the appearance of the little man opposite him. He saw his five-year-old grandson holding a bamboo tube filled with water in one hand and pressing it on the schoolbag on his back with the other. Take off the patched jacket, and you will look like a young scholar.
Old man Lin couldn't help but touched his grandson's little head and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Lin Yuanqiu shook his head, "No."
When he just got up, he was indeed a little hungry, but after drinking a bowl of water, he felt Can't feel it anymore.
Knowing that he shouldn't be late for school, Old Lin didn't waste any time and quickly opened the door to the courtyard. "Breakfast will be ready later and your father will bring it to you." "Yeah, yeah." Lin Yuanqiu
nodded
. His legs moved very fast, "Grandpa, please go back quickly, it's windy outside."
After saying that, he ran towards the clan school.
Old Lin was left alone in a daze outside the courtyard gate. Just now, his grandson was actually worried that he would be blown by the cold wind. This... he really... has grown up.
Old Man Lin looked towards the village road. In the early morning, the road was quiet and there was not a single pedestrian.
Old man Lin was a little worried.
He tightened his clothes tightly, so he might as well follow him and take a look.
You have to watch your grandson enter the school with your own eyes.
...
It is said that the day's plan begins in the morning. In Master Wang's opinion, early morning is the best time to memorize. I remember that when I was studying, the Master also urged him and his classmates to memorize and practice calligraphy at this time. Therefore, in a subtle way, , Lin Clan School's daily morning reading class was scheduled at this time.
Therefore, by the time Lin Yuanqiu hurried to the clan school, the seventeen students had almost arrived.
Master Wang pointed to the seat in front of him and asked Lin Yuanqiu to sit down quickly. The seats in the class were arranged according to the age of the students, from youngest to oldest. Lin Yuanqiu was the youngest, so he was naturally placed in the front row.
The person sitting at the same table with him was Lin Wenjin, who was about the same age as him, the grandson of his grandfather.
Lin Yuanqiu secretly complained. Now his wish to read a book was in vain. The original person and the person in front of him could not deal with it. No, not long ago, the two of them had a fight over a grasshopper.
At that time, due to his size disadvantage, the original person was pushed to the ground and beaten several times by the other party. Finally, the fourth cousin helped regain the ground with his fists. At this point, the gap between the little boys was finally settled.
Sure enough, before Lin Yuanqiu sat down, Lin Wenjin moved the stool under his butt to the side again and again, as if he was on the same page as him.
Lin Yuanqiu just pretended not to see it. He was not really only five years old, so how could he argue with a little kid?
Besides, at this moment, he was thinking about how to answer Mrs. Wang's question later.