I Made 300000 a Year in Ancient Times

Ermazi's mother is now feeding her own pigs. As soon as she heard this voice, she immediately remembered some things that Ermazi smiled sneakily and took home last night. She only said that she only "earned" it in a fair and honest way, and called her father and mother. Keep it safe and use it boldly, and also said that everyone in the village "earned" it today, and everyone got it together, so don't worry at all,

When she heard that there were several serious people she had been with on weekdays, she also asked Ermazi to take all those things back home with suspicion.

It was not until now that Jiang Zhu's voice was desperately outside that she remembered that during this time, Ermazi often talked about topics such as "Jiang Zhu's father hasn't come back, he is probably dead", and then contacted Jiang Zhu outside who was screaming fiercely. This mother-in-law easily guessed what "good" things his unruly son did.

"Jiang Zhu, don't be impulsive!" She walked out, slowing her expression, and tried to appease the child who seemed to be going mad in front of her with both hands. She saw that the torch in his hand was only two slaps away from her thatched roof. It was spring again, and it was the spring breeze that was blowing. She realized that if she was not careful, her home would really be burned to the ground by this fire, and it would be impossible to save it. Here the forehead has begun to sweat.

"Jiang Zhu, auntie doesn't know about this matter, don't mess around, don't worry, auntie will give you an explanation today, keep your torch away from the thatch, auntie will go get your things back to you, don't be in a hurry , I'll go in and ask Ermazi to find your stuff."

At this time, Jiang Zhu still maintained a vicious expression and acquiesced to Ermaziniang's words, but the whole person looked inside with great vigilance, ready to set fire at any time. If he noticed that the other party was cheating, he would immediately kill him. Anyway, he is not afraid of death now, he is afraid of burning a house?

Er Mazi Niang breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, turned around and walked into her yard, "Crack!" She slammed the gourd scoop that she had been holding in her hand for scooping pig food to the ground, and charged aggressively with her waist on. When he entered the house, he pinched Er Mazi's ears and dragged him out in two strokes.

"Hey! It hurts! Mother, what are you doing! It's early in the morning." Er Mazi was sleeping when he was so rudely pulled awake, unaware of what was happening outside, and looked at himself with a bitter face Mother, I kept thinking about which absurd thing I did was discovered.

"What do you say you're not doing well, you go to imitate others to be a robber, you are a robber, you go to rob a rich landlord, you go to rob someone's ten-year-old child, do you want to be ashamed? Quick, what are you taking from others, all Find it out and give it back to others! The one who chopped off your head, when your father comes back, I will tell him to kill you!"

Ermazi was startled: "Mother how did you know?"

Ermazi slapped her head and pointed her finger outside and said, "Everyone is calling on you to die with you. If it wasn't for the old lady at home today, you idiot might have been burned to death without knowing it!"

"What?" As soon as Ermazi heard the fire, he picked up a **** and was about to go out and beat someone, "How dare that kid come to the door? I can't kill him if I go out now, and I don't even look at my own wings. Yo! Mother, why did you hit me again?"

Ermaziniang shoved Ermazi and said, "Da Da Da, then you will kill him now. If it's a big deal, your house will burn down, you go to jail, and the old lady will remarry tomorrow! Sigh! How good, don't you think?"

Ermazi hesitated for a while, but still had a smile on his face: "Mother, you're so old... Why don't you marry, who would..." He looked up and saw his mother's "kind" expression, and immediately changed his mind and ran in to look for something, "I was wrong. Now, I'll go get it and give it back to him!"

In this way, Ermazi forced Ermazi not only to return Jiang Zhu two hoes of different sizes, but also a ham, a quilt, half a bag of rice, a whole bag of potatoes, and a sack of cornmeal.

These are all food that Jiang Zhu's father saved for Jiang Zhu for a long time in order to prevent himself from having any accident before he went hunting in the mountains, but this is only a part of it, and many of them were divided up by other gangsters in the village.

All these things were piled up in front of Ermazi's house. He originally planned to come and ask for two hoes, but he didn't expect that Ermazi would be willing to return all the things.

Jiang Zhu heard all the conversations just now clearly, and thought to himself that his father once said that although Ermazi is an incompetent bastard, his mother is indeed a very decent person. when…

Ermazi looked at Jiang Zhu pretending to be fierce, and felt that the child was really pitiful, sighed slightly, walked over and said, "Child, you put out the fire, auntie will help you send these things home together, this time It's like our family can't help you, alas."

Jiang Zhu hesitated for a moment, nodded, and took the lead to pick up two hoes, and tried desperately to pick up half a bag of rice, but because he was small, he couldn't pick it up, so he had to give up.

Ermaziniang helped hold up the quilt, while forcing the reluctant Ermazi to carry the bag of cornmeal, and was about to go to Jiang Zhu's house when Jiang Zhu immediately said, "Not over there."

After talking and leading the way, Ermazi and his mother were very surprised when they reached the door of Qu Qing's house, but they didn't get a response when they asked Jiang Zhu, so they didn't ask.

Qu Qing's house is also ten minutes away from Ermazi's house. It took two trips to move all Jiang Zhu's things to Qu Qing's house. Now Jiang Zhu is finally relieved, happily looking at the food he is about to return, only driving Halfway through the gate of the yard, he sat on the ground while guarding the food, and waited expectantly for the Qu Qing family to return.

In fact, he really wanted to go to Qu Qing now and give him the hoe, but he was afraid that if he went there, the things he finally got back would be stolen.

Ermazi and his mother were on their way back and asked very unhappily: "Mother, how can you leave nothing, his father is dead, anyway, he can't keep those things as a child, if he really dares to If we burn down our house, the big deal is that we move to his house, anyway, isn't his father also dead?"

Ermazi's mother poked Ermazi's forehead with her index finger: "What's not good for you to learn from a robber? You said that Jiang Zhu's father died. Did you see the corpse? Did you follow the burial and dig a pit?"

"No…"

"Then why are you 100% sure that his father is really dead? If his father is not dead, and he comes back and sees that you forced his son to death, do you think Jiang Zhu's father will slash you with a knife? "

Ermazi felt a little guilty: "This...he hasn't come back for a month, why didn't he come back if he was alive."

She sneered and said, "It's only been a month, and even if he's really dead, if you bully people to death like this, you won't worry about that kid coming in in the middle of the night and setting fire to your whole family? Don’t be so stubborn as a human being. Besides, old people often say, don’t bully young people who are poor. Besides, your family is not short of one or two bags of grain, one or two hoes, and a quilt. Live your own life. Although you are poor, let us If you don't steal, don't rob, and don't provoke right and wrong, it's better for you, but you want to have a deadly revenge with others. Do you think your father is the current emperor, and he can protect you from anything you do?"

Ermazi smashed his mouth, shrank his head cowardly and stopped talking.

When Jiang Zhu risked his life here just to get what belonged to him, Qu Qing was still digging the ground.

Today is the first day that Qu Qing came to this world. On the first day yesterday, Qu Qing worked hard to dig for a whole day, and also dealt with a small half mu of land. It was so difficult.

When he got out of bed this morning, his sore muscles nearly made him fall to the ground.

Especially the hand hurts the most. After working hard for a while, Hua Zizhou saw that his face was wrong, and finally grabbed the **** into his hand and asked him to take a good rest.

He had no choice but to sit on the side to rest, watching Hua Zizhou work very hard, even when he asked to rest, he kept saying that it was all right, which made Qu Qing frown.

After finishing the work and taking a good rest, Qu Qing had time to think carefully about the strange atmosphere at home these days.

In fact, after these two days, he is not so angry anymore. After all, who does not have a secret in this world, even he himself has not concealed his identity as a transmigrator.

There are still many days to come. He doesn't like to live in such a rigid atmosphere, but he looked at Qu Xin, who was timid and did not dare to approach him, and Hua Zizhou, who was also timid and always looked at him with guilt. For a while, he didn't know what to do. How to provoke this topic.

He casually cut off a branch, wrote his five-year plan in the loose mud, and wrote a "1" under the five years.

He recited a few words: "I must find a way to solve the food problem first, but fortunately, the products here are abundant. If you are really forced to a dead end, it's a big deal with the fruits on the mountains, wild vegetable bark and other things, and there should be no problem in survival. , just to have a good life, you have to eat meat."

He carefully thought about ways to solve the current crisis and came up with three. The first was to work and farm the land for the landlord, but he didn't know if it was feasible; the second was to sell part of the land; the third was to read and write. Directly to lobby Zhao Dahu, who wants to build a school, to open a school to teach, the premise is that you have to find a way to understand the words of this world first.

There is no bookstore in the village, and it is unrealistic to go to the town now. Moreover, it is not sure whether there is a bookstore in the town here, and it is said that it takes a whole day to walk to the town, which is too difficult, but in this broken mountain village, Where can he find things related to writing, after all, ordinary people are illiterate...

After thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of one thing - Spring Festival couplets!

This is a tradition from ancient times to the present. Whether literate or illiterate, people will paste a pair of couplets on both sides of their gates. As long as he sees a couplet, he can be sure whether the words in this world are known to him. Yet. I just don't know if this world sticks Spring Festival couplets or not.

Thinking of this, he immediately stood up and said to Hua Zizhou and Qu Xindao, "Let's go, go home for dinner."

Hua Zizhou was actually a little tired, but he kept thinking in his mind whether he should speak to him, or not, and if he did, stop and look for him.

In this way, he never stopped to rest for a minute.

During this time, he wanted to speak clearly about himself and Mao'er several times, but since Jiang Zhu came, he hardly got along with Qu Qing alone, and he couldn't say anything in front of outsiders.

Hearing Qu Qing's words, he regained his senses, looked at the sun, and realized that it was still early, and he didn't understand why he was going home just like that.

But... there are only three of them now, maybe it's a good opportunity to speak, let's say it now, he is brewing in his chest for a long time.

"I…"

"Let's take another route today. I'm a little tired of taking this route home all the time. Ah, what did you just say?"

With the courage that Hua Zizhou finally mustered up, the balloon punctured by the younger generation collapsed: "No...nothing."

The author has something to say: Hahahahaha! It's so much fun to write about this kind of rustic stuff! Could it be that I couldn't let go of writing before because I didn't bring out my village-like talent! Grass!

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: 1 San Miao;

I was browsing the same list today and saw that the big guys have a lot of concluding texts piled up on their copywriting. Wow, they look so neat. I immediately went and piled up my five or six tanmei perfect ending texts. It really looks like So imposing, so imposing! (although it doesn't work)