Bring The System To Datang

Encountered a new situation, do not hurry today, everyone lives in a ruin.

The tribes that have just joined feel the warmth of the big family, such as breastfeeding children.

The woman helped to dig, and she was exhausted, she had less food, plus anxiety, and little milk.

The women of the other six tribes who breast-feed their children helped to feed the children.

The most plump prey that the Southwest Man went to catch was specially for them to eat, and only a little salt was added to increase the milk.

They can also eat wild vegetables first. Vegetables are indispensable, and mare's milk serves as an extra meal for them.

The old people are working hard to do what they can, they know the consequences of not having the Datang army coming over.

After the heavy snowfall, there is a shortage of food, and the old people who are too motivated to work at ages will take them to the wild and give them something to eat, usually a meal.

Some are sensible, don't need others to bring them, and leave quietly by themselves at night.

The people who slept together listened to the movement and lay there for a long time and couldn't sleep.

Not this year, the team of Lijiazhuangzi is too strong, always keeping everyone has enough to eat.

You have to work hard and don't let people look at you.

Old people usually use sticks to beat the ula grass taken out of the snow to make it soft for everyone to use.

The elderly with good physical strength took the older children to find the place where the Ula grass grew, and was responsible for digging out the snow.

The child holds a knife in his hand, cuts the unhardened ula grass, breaks it into small bundles, and uses it to feed the horses.

Women help with cooking and sledges.

The man tied the rope to climb the tree, used a long pole to break the dead branches, and cut a good spot into sections for firewood.

The things picked up from the house are managed in a unified manner, especially the food.

The newly joined tribes have no opinion on this, and they can feed me and arrive in Datang alive.

When most people are resting, the people of Lijiazhuangzi take out dried ginger.

It looks like minced pieces, but when the ginger is actually cut into pieces the size of rice grains, after drying, it shrinks into grains smaller than sesame seeds.

Grab a handful of enlarged pot and boil it with water, and soon the dried ginger will be soaked and become large grains of ginger soup.

Everyone drank to warm their bodies to avoid getting sick.

An ordinary ginger water with just a little salt in it, a group of people actually drank a sense of happiness.

Mo Agan, the eldest child dealing with animals, still had unwashed roe deer blood on his hands, so he brought half a bowl of ginger water to the adult's side.

He hesitated for a moment and asked Li Enzhong: "The people in your place are getting old, have you just dig a hole and bury it?"

"You mean dead? Dead? It will be a few days before the corpse is buried." Li Enzhong nodded.

"It's not dead, alive, no work." Moaghan shook his head.

"If you can't do any work, you can just move your mouth. The older you are, the more valuable you are. You don't have to be polite when you meet your Majesty.

Even if there is only one stool, if your majesty does not sit, let the old man sit.

The yamen still have to give money, mainly for food, once a month.

If you get sick, the Yamen will send someone to take it for treatment. If there are elderly people in the family or those who are sick and younger than the elderly, there is no need for one person to rent and adjust..."

Li Enzhong introduced Datang's system for treating the elderly. The older the older, the more valuable he is.

To be able to live to ninety years old, the whole family will follow and enjoy the blessing, and some can live in the same family.

The elderly who live such a long time prove that their children are filial. If the children cannot obtain the local imperial examination qualifications, they will directly give a certificate of filial piety and go to the imperial examination.

A family of men and women are over 80 years old, and the imperial court sets up a memorial arch. This family is filial!

At the age of seventy, the local yamen went to visit each year before the holidays, and asked for warmth.

This proves that I am good at governing the people. Look, I’m still alive at such an old age.

I was ill at the age of seventy-nine, and the official was more anxious than his family, and then insisted on persisting until it reached eighty, hold on, and I will get you ginseng.

Li Enzhong said it like a story, Moah was dumbfounded, the older the better?

No need to work? Can one of the family members not work? Send someone to take care of the older one? Give cloth and food?

"My A Weng arrives in Datang, won't he be thrown out in the heavy snow?"

Moaghan wanted to ask about the treatment of these people, he went later.

"Who dares? The Supreme Emperor is still alive. Throwing the old man is to insinuate that the Supreme Emperor is too old and damn it?"

Li Enzhong buckles the hat and proves that he will not throw it away. Who can afford such a big hat? It is the disaster of genocide.

"Ah!" Mo Agan showed joy in his eyes and worried: "When it gets cold, my leg hurts and I can't walk. If I walk with Aweng on my back, can I avoid my rent?"

"Where did you get the rent? You go to Datang to go to school. It is estimated that your Aweng's cure will not work. My proprietor has a way to make him feel less painful."

"Ah, I don't pay the rent? Tell me more about what the old people in Zhuangzi do."

Moaghan wanted to hear, he was full of illusions and longing for Weilai.

"The old people of Lijiazhuangzi... they do whatever they want. Some people are willing to take soles, others are willing to make baskets.

Doing this kind of thing every day will limit, doing too much tired. They played chess, watched children play, and dried vegetables.

At other times, I exercise, wear protective gear to skate in Chang'an in winter, and gather and sun mushrooms in the nearby mountains in summer.

They can't stay idle, and it's bad for their health not to exercise. They all want to live a few more years and look at the world of Tang Dynasty. "

Li Endong said that his eyes were red. He lost all his relatives and was sold as a slave.

He has been sold since he was a child, and he can't recall the past. Maybe the family who sold him is still alive.

It would be great if they could find it, and there was no hatred in their hearts, thinking it was because they encountered difficulties that they could not support their own.

At least I'm still alive after selling, and now I'm having a good life.

It is estimated that the sender, how did the receiver turn themselves into slaves?

Thinking about it, he raised the back of his hand and brushed his eyes, smiled and said to Mo Agan: "You have caught up in a good time, and you met Datang with my proprietor."

"This ginger is delicious, a little spicy, and a little sweet. Does growing ginger make money?"

Moah Gan couldn't figure out something for a while, so he drank ginger water and asked the kind of question.

"How do you say? The person who can plant is Jiang Guoben, and the person who can't plant is Jiang Guoben. The two Jiang are different. Because..."

He introduced to his children that the one who can grow ginger is the mother ginger, a large pair of ginger, this is Jiang Guoben.

You can't plant it. After planting the mother ginger, there are not many seed gingers, but it will be enough.

One said patiently, one listened carefully, and the leaders of the surrounding seven tribes began to arrange people to take over the work of the old man.

They don't dare to let the old people get tired, live, and work hard. If they can live over 70 years old in Datang, even if they get sick at the age of 60, they will benefit from it.

Originally, they didn't want their own relatives to be abandoned, but there was no way, everything was for survival.

The longer the family lives, the happier I am, and I still have money to take!

Whenever there is a way to survive, who wants to kill own parents? Don’t you have an old day? Should I leave silently at that time?

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