Farmer of Shu Han

It's late June, and the rice has begun to ear. Feng Yong is urging the farmers in Fengzhuang to fertilize the fields.

"You son of a bitch, tell me, what is the master's family doing? If these things are scattered in the field, will there be no accidents?"

Seeing the master's family standing far away on the edge of the field and unable to hear the speech here, Niuwaniang looked at the pile of black things emitting a foul smell at the head of the field, and asked Gouziniang with the corners of her mouth twitching.

Gouziniang put the black thing into the basket without any dislike, and said in a soft voice: "How can we see through what the master is going to do? Just do it, otherwise the master will do it." I'm going to scold you again."

Niuwa Niang heard the words, glanced at the master's house in the distance, bent down to put the black thing, and said quietly: "Listen to my Niuwa, these days the master's house collects all human and animal excrement from the village. Raise that earth dragon..."

"Damn you!" Gouziniang covered Niuwaniang's mouth regardless of her hands being covered with black feces, "How dare you say such nonsense?"

"Ah bah bah!" Niu Wa Niang pulled away the smelly hand, spit a few mouthfuls, and looked around guiltily, "This is on our own farm, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Zhuang people."

She doesn't care about being covered. Which farmer hasn't eaten a few mouthfuls of mud? Didn't it also eat food when the hands and body were all muddy? The master's family only made the rules two months ago, you have to wash your hands before eating, and you have to drink boiled water before drinking, which is actually weird.

"Why don't you worry about it? The master's family is kind and made a contract with us. Not only did they give chickens and ducks, but they also gave chickens and ducks food, and taught us how to raise chickens and ducks. Where can we find such a good master? Go? We don’t know much about it, and we don’t know how the Lord’s family used these things to raise the earth dragon, but maybe others can figure it out after hearing what we say!” Gouziniang glared at Niuwaniang.

"Yes, yes, I am talking too much." Niu Wa Niang slapped her mouth with her dark hand, and then asked, "By the way, you son of a bitch, are you really not worried? This is the land rented by your family. , If this thing is really put in the field, what if it harms the crops in the field?"

I only heard a woman next to me take over the conversation: "Niuwa Niang, you are really worrying. The housekeeper has already told Gouzi Niang that if this land is really harmed, the Gouzi's house will not be accepted. Rent a child. Besides, if my son is as alert as a dog and can know a few more words with the master's family, I would be happy to harm the harvest of the ten acres of land!"

The Gouziniang's eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, her mouth was about to close, but she still said to the woman with a duplicity: "Don't praise Gouzi anymore, now the eyes are almost growing to the top of the head. Don't boast."

In fact, today Gouziniang really came with the idea that the ten acres of land would be fruitless. A few days ago, Gouzi told her that the owner wanted to select a few acres of land they rented and was going to sprinkle some things in it. At that time, she agreed without hesitation, and carefully selected a few acres of crops with the best growth. OK

Gouzi learned to read with the master's family. As long as the dog can learn a few more words, what does it matter if the master's family wastes these few acres of land? Besides, the host family promised themselves that if the crops in this field were really ruined, they would not collect rent for those acres of land this year.

It's just that the master didn't like the few acres of land she picked out, which surprised her a little. Instead, he personally picked the few acres of the worst-growing fields.

Zhao Guang went to Feng's house, but he didn't see Feng Yong. He asked the housekeeper, and only then did he know that Feng Dalang had gone out early in the morning, saying that he followed the farmers to the farm. After asking about the direction, he hurriedly led the people to the past again.

"Brother, it turns out that you are here, and it really made it easy for me to find you for a while."

From a distance, he saw Feng Yong standing on the ground, looking thoughtfully into the distance with his hands behind his back, and immediately yelled.

"It turned out to be Erlang," Feng Yong heard Zhao Guang's voice, turned around, and noticed that there was a small dark and thin man behind him, looking over curiously. Seeing that he noticed him, he smiled shyly and lowered his head.

"It's the little brother. Brother, do you still remember what the little brother asked for a few days ago? Today the little brother brought Zishi. Zishi, this is the Feng Dalang I often say, come forward and pay respects."

Hearing that, the black and thin little man obediently stepped forward and offered a big gift: "Wang Xun has met Feng Langjun, and he often hears his elder brother mentioning Dalang, and he has admired Dalang for a long time! I can see you today, really. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

"You really don't need to be too polite. Yiwen is my brother. Since you are on good terms with him, you don't need to treat me as an outsider."

The first thing Feng Yong noticed was Wang Xun's sunken eye sockets, but his nose and face were flatter than ordinary Han people, which was indeed different from ordinary Han people.

"Besides, I've heard of General Wang's name a long time ago. The fact that General Wang was able to rebel against the bandits and return to the Han Dynasty really understands the righteousness, and he doesn't know how to be better than those who surrender to the bandits? And the general has a strategy, and when the time is right, be famous all over the world.”

"Brother, little brother thank you for your reputation!"

Just a few words almost made Wang Xun cry on the spot.

Over the years, who knows their suffering? Your Excellency, as a general, is not a Han Chinese, he is despised everywhere, and he can only sigh with sorrow day and night. As a son of man, he is careful everywhere, but he still cannot avoid being bullied.

Later, fortunately, I met Zhao Erlang, and life became easier. It is rumored that this Feng Dalang is the son of a high-ranking man, but he did not expect to be so comforting and caring, which is really unexpected.

"Hey, why is Zishi acting like a child? Now that the world is not in peace, it is time for a man to make contributions. I just need to work hard. When I am successful, I will let those who look down on you see what a real hero is." That's right!" Zhao Guangda patted Wang Xun on the shoulder and said.

"Brother Zhao taught me that I was being stingy." Wang Xun wiped the corners of his eyes and said to Feng Yong, "Brother, the purpose of my visit this time must have been said by Brother Zhao, I just want to be able to help my brother I study and read under my door, and I don't dare to ask for a name, as long as I can be like the children of the peasant household, I will be satisfied."

"If you are like a farmer's child, wouldn't that humiliate your identity? Does your family know about this?" Feng Yong stared at Wang Xun and asked in a deep voice.

"Hey, brother, don't worry too much, this matter..."

Zhao Guanggang wanted to interrupt, but Feng Yong shouted loudly: "Shut up! I just want to listen to Wang Dalang now."

Zhao Guang closed his mouth obediently.

"Elder brother doesn't know, this matter was brought up by an adult. The adult is illiterate and suffers from it, so he asked someone to find a teacher for the younger brother many times. How can it be so easy to study?"

"Don't say it's those people who have cultivated and studied for generations, even those who can read and write from poor families also despise the birth of adults. So this year, my younger brother is already seventeen years old, but he still doesn't know a word. It's a waste of time. Now I have the opportunity to read and write Studying is not to say that you are like a farmer's child, even if you are an ox or a horse for your brother, you are willing."

Wang Xun gave another big gift excitedly, "When my lord heard this, he was very happy. If he wasn't afraid of being abrupt, he would have come to thank him today."

This is really a top potential stock that is regarded as a junk stock that is cast aside by thousands of people! Feng Yong sighed again.