Farmer of Shu Han

In the second year of Zhangwu, the emperor and Wu fought in Yiling, Wu Luxun set fire to the company camp, and the emperor only saved himself. At that time, Fu Xun, the governor of Biebei, was trying to protect the emperor from the predicament. After he led his troops to fight hard and refused, all the soldiers under his troops died in battle. He vomited blood and died.

In the trilogy, there is a deputy general named Feng Rang, his wife and son, and his son named Yong. When he learned of his father's death, he cried bitterly for three days. Feng's wife lost her husband and son, so she threw herself into the river. Everyone sighed at that time.

And in February of the third year of Zhangwu, Yonghu came out from the mountain with disheveled hair, sometimes uttering crazy words, or acting like a madman, people at that time felt sorry for him, and reported to the public to hear about it. When the emperor heard about it, he was very ashamed, and said: "It is my fault that his family is ruined and people die." So he gave five hundred fields, three servants, two cattle, and some silk to support the loyal queen.

In 223 A.D., Guimao in the lunar calendar, it was the third year of Zhangwu, and it was also the first year of Jianxing.

In April, Liu Bei, the founding emperor of the Ji Han Dynasty, died in Yong'an and was posthumously named Emperor Zhaolie. In the same year, Prince Liu Chan ascended the throne and changed his name to Jianxing.

From the end of April (lunar calendar) to the beginning of May in central Sichuan, the weather gradually becomes hotter, which coincides with the wheat harvest season.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the farmland was full of farmers bending over to harvest wheat. Everyone was sweating profusely, but no one was lazy. The cuckoo cries again and again seem to be urging the farmers to finish harvesting the wheat quickly so as not to miss the rice planting.

The half-grown boy was naked on the upper body, and only wore short-nosed trousers on the lower body. He ran on the ridge with his bare feet holding wheat. All the grains have been shaken off? Why don't you be a bull and a donkey pulling a stone mill?"

There is a river not far from the farmland, which flows slowly. The willows along the river are shaded, and the trees under the trees are a good place to escape the summer heat. Sitting there is a person fishing with a fishing rod, looking from a distance, leisurely. The half-sized man put away the wheat, turned around and came back, looked at the person under the shade of the tree, his eyes showed envy, and he involuntarily slowed down.

"What do you see? What do you see!" The half-sized man who was envious of others was suddenly slapped on the back of the head, and there was a sound of cursing, and a thick woman was seen with her left hand on her hip, holding the half-sized man's ear with her right hand, "Want to be lazy again? Huh?" As he said that, he also took a peek over there, and his voice couldn't help but lowered, "That's the master's house, what's the matter? You want to look like the master's house?"

The half-sized boy's face suddenly frightened, and he shook his head again and again despite his mother twisting his ears desperately.

"Then why don't you go to work?" The woman let go of her son in satisfaction, and slapped the back of his head fiercely, before rushing to the field to continue harvesting wheat.

The woman is thick and strong, her voice is like the roar of a lion in the east of the river, although she herself feels that she has lowered her voice, but she can't imagine that it is still the same as an ordinary person's voice when listening to others.

The fisherman under the shade of the tree was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. When he heard this, he jumped up as if he had been stung by a wasp, and cursed: "Woman who has been plagued, what are you talking about?" If you don’t talk about morality, you’re not afraid that I’ll raise your rent this year?”

This young man has delicate features, and although the clothes he is wearing are not luxurious, they are not affordable by ordinary people. He is from a wealthy family, but he is no different from a villager in the mountains when he scolds.

Facing the furious young man, the strong woman who would not dare to provoke the young man looked scared, and said with a smile on her face, "Master, I'm afraid I misunderstood, I'm urging my son to hurry up!" What about work..."

"What's the point of urging my son to work? What's the matter? Do you want me to help you teach your son?"

The farmers who were harvesting wheat in the distance saw that the strong woman who had always been fierce was actually a rare confession, and they couldn't help laughing.

"You guys are laughing!" The young man seemed to be not satisfied after scolding the strong woman, with one hand on his hip and the other hand pointing at those people, "Don't hurry up and work, if you can't finish this today, I will let you eat the northwest wind for dinner !"

The farmer who was ordered was not afraid at all, but asked loudly: "Don't worry, master, if you really can't finish the work, you can finish the work even in the dark tonight. What if the work is finished earlier?"

"This job has to be finished early, so I'll ask the mansion to add an extra mantou to each of you." The young man waved his hand and said proudly.

When everyone heard it, they were all in a commotion, and they all bent down to harvest the wheat.

Taking advantage of the gap between talking with everyone, the strong woman ran away in a hurry, but the half-grown man was a little stunned, and when he realized that he wanted to run, he was stared at by the young man.

Fuck! What does it mean that you look like I have a plague on my body and want to detour to avoid me? I can't beat your mother or you? Come here and see if I don't beat you to death!

The middle-aged man looked at Feng Yong vigilantly, walked halfway carefully, and then let go of his feet and ran away.

Feng Yong sighed, he was either an emperor or a prince through time travel, he was lucky, he became the son of a small landlord, and he could barely earn a living.

That's fine, but when you travel through time, your mental quality may not be good enough, and others can't understand what you say, and your behavior has the habits of modern people. On the contrary, it is regarded as hysteria (that is, neurosis) by others.

At the beginning, others didn't dare to approach him when they saw him, so he almost begged for a living. As for why it was almost, it was because he found out that because of the chaos these years, where do ordinary people get the surplus food for beggars? So begging is basically waiting for death, and he almost became a typical negative example after time travel.

Later, when he got familiar with all this, Liu Bei, um, the first emperor, gave him another 500 mu of land, which made his life easier. It's just that it's better. In this era of no electricity, no mobile phones, no computers, and no entertainment, he doesn't even have a room. In the end, the only thing left is to go fishing and relax.

But now it’s the busy time of farming. Farmers are educating their children, and they all pull him out as a model: "If you are lazy, you will become what the master’s family looked like before! Do you know why the master’s family is like that? It’s because of laziness. Come out and become like that!"

"If you play in the water again, you will be submerged and eat mud. When you are picked up, you will look like the master's house before. Do you know why the master's house is like that? It is because the water is flooded and eaten. Mud made it look like that!"

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Farmers don’t have much knowledge, and they can’t tell much about educating their children other than spanking their ears and twisting their ears. Now that they finally come up with a negative teaching material, they will naturally catch them and use them to death. .

At first he was panicked when he heard it, but later he got used to it. Don't look at the harsh words, but he can only talk behind his back. In front of his master's house, those tenants are still only here. Don't even dare to fart.

"Mum, I'm hungry." The half-grown boy rushed behind the stout woman and begged to his mother.

The woman yelled: "I'm hungry when the sun is just out of the way, and I ate too much for breakfast, why didn't I die?" Although she was swearing, she looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so she pointed to the person who put the water pot on the field. place, "Let's go and drink some water first, and go to rest under the tree."

The half-child knew it, and ran to look at the jug, and as expected, he found that his mother was covering her head with a cloth in the basket where the jug was placed. In one breath, he ran behind the tree on the official road, so that no one could see it, and then he opened his mouth and bit down.

In the past few days when the tenants harvested wheat for the host family, it is reasonable that the host family should provide food for the tenants, one meal in the morning and one meal in the evening, the standard is to fill the stomach, not to ask for more delicious food.

But the main family of the Feng family seems to be different, in addition to millet rice, there is also a kind of food called Mantou, which is said to be made by imitating the heads of barbarians, it is soft and delicious, and it is very popular among people. I heard that it is still made of wheat that has been hulled and then ground into powder. It is a complete failure!

Usually when there is a barbarian, no one will grab the millet and rice. This brute was secretly hidden by his mother during breakfast. I was half a child, and I was starved to death. Boys at this age are most likely to be hungry. Stuttering stuffed my stomach until dinner.

"Huh? There's a kid stealing food here?"

Maybe it was because the mantou was too dry, maybe it was because he ate too fast, or it was more likely that he was frightened, and his throat was suddenly stuck in the steamed bun for half a child, and he coughed a few times, but he didn't cough up, and couldn't swallow it. Rolling his eyes straight, he seemed to be out of breath.

"Don't worry, I won't compete with you for food." The person next to him said, stretched out a water bag and filled him with a mouthful, which made him swallow the steamed bun.

Only then did the half-year-old realize that there was an ox cart parked on the official road, and there was a person sitting on it, dressed in extraordinary clothes, holding a booklet, who was fascinated by reading, without even looking this way, talking and handing him a water bag , is the waiter driving the car.