The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

The Qi family is three brothers supporting an old lady.

When Mrs. Qi was young, she burned lamps and boiled oil, which hurt her eyes. Now she can only see people in a blur. She can only walk freely in her yard and rarely go out.

It turned out that there were not only three brothers in the Qi family, they were five brothers.

Neither the second child nor the third child was kept.

His family has little land, and Qi Da can get busy at home alone. Qi Si works as a coffin shop assistant in the town.

The whole family is honest and quiet.

People in the village know their duties, but the profession of Qi Si Qi Wu is somewhat taboo, and they seldom interact with each other, and they gradually become little transparent in the village.

Every year, Yan Xiucai finds helpers for his land, but Qi University was not ranked in the previous years. This year, there was a severe drought, and everyone in the village was staring at his one-acre land, which helped him.

As soon as the Yan family's word about substituting food for production was released, many people envied it.

It is not without reasons that Village Chief Luo chose his family. One is that the Qi family has little land, and Qi Si and Qi Wu just returned home, so there is a surplus of labor.

Another one is that the brothers of the Qi family have a good physique, great stature and great strength.

Otherwise, the boss of the coffin shop wouldn't recruit Qi Si as a buddy. He alone can support two people, so it shouldn't be too convenient to move around.

The same is true for Qi Wu. Carpenter Liao is different from other carpenters in that he only makes coffins.

They are all made of thick wood and solid wood, which are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Da Qi was honest, and kept silent except for the words he shouted outside the courtyard gate. He unloaded the piles of bundled wheat from the trolley and carried them into the yard, neatly stacked.

Qi Si came with him, after all, he worked as a waiter in the town. Although it was a coffin shop, there were few people to deal with, and he could say a few polite words.

"Second brother Yan, I see that your wheat is already dry, when are you going to grind it? Just say hello to our brothers."

"Don't tell me, I'm really in a hurry. I plan to go there in the next afternoon. It just so happens that the family has a cow..."

Yan Laoer wanted to say let the cow pull the mill, the speed must be good.

I don't want to, but the elder brother took the conversation and said: "I have a cow at home, so I just pulled the wheat away together, saving a few trips, and bothering the two brothers Qi for grinding the wheat. It doesn't need to be finely ground, as long as it can be imported."

Qi Si looked happy, "Don't worry about being a scholar, we will leave it to our brothers."

Qi Da also grinned, looking very happy.

As soon as the two brothers came out of the yard, it seemed that the yard of his house was quite spacious.

"Brother, our oxen can also be used for milling." Yan Laoer was a little reluctant. It costs nothing to use three treasures to grind flour, but the brothers from the Qi family have to give food to others.

"You save that bit of wheat, the cow is exhausted, you carry me to Guanzhou?!" Yan Huaiwen especially looked down on Yan Laoer's scrambling.

"Our Sanbao's physical strength is good, it's just a grind, what's the matter?" Yan Lao Er retorted in a low voice.

To be honest, if Old Yan didn't stare, he would speak quite smoothly, but if he did, he would feel guilty for no reason.

"Everyone go back to the house to clean up. Our wheat has been ground, and then wait for the people in the village to leave in a day or two." After Yan Huaiwen explained, he went back to the house.

Yan Xiangheng leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, are we really leaving? Why is it north?"

"Your father didn't tell you?" Yan Er Er asked.

"Father said that we can't survive the drought, and we want to take the villagers with us to go north to Guanzhou, but Uncle, we haven't reached that point yet, have we?"

"You'll go fetch water later, look at the old well in our village, it's all empty!" Yan's second son must cooperate with Lao Yan in this regard, how serious should he say:

"You don't go out in the academy. You don't know the situation in the town. Those big families have left long ago, and we are still here stupidly. After a while, it will still be the same, not a drop of rain, think about it What is it like?"

Yan Xiangheng followed his words and thought: "After a while, we will have to pay the grain tax. Half of our wheat has to go. If it doesn't rain... Oh? That's not right, uncle! Dad is going to take all the wheat to the grinder. What are you paying taxes on?"

Yan Laoer gave him a hard look, and said in a low voice, "Shut up, nephew! You've studied for nothing, why did you ask such a stupid question, when did your father say we were leaving?"

"These two days..."

"Then hurry up and pack your things!"

"Huh? Oh...oh!"

Yan Xiangheng suddenly realized, patted his head and went back to the house to tidy up.

Yan Yu squatted aside with her hands in her hands, and called out "Father!"

As soon as Yan Laoer turned his head, he saw her daughter looking at him very seriously with a sullen little face.

"Dabao! Can we stop squatting all the time? Still squatting with our hands in our hands, why don't you learn something from your uncle?"

An old farmer's pie...

"That's great!" Yan Yu replied.

The barbarian state wants to squat but can't squat!

snort! Is she proud!

"Father, don't keep beating big brother. If people don't understand, just ask. If there is something wrong, you and uncle have a problematic attitude. Uncle doesn't say everything, and you tell big brother to shut up. You don't teach him well." Yan Yu gave advice to her father.

"He is a stinky boy, so he has to go through setbacks and education, and he can figure out and understand himself, so that he can become a talent." Yan Laoer has his own set of fallacies.

He has been taking care of his cousins ​​and nephews like this since he was a child. Who told those relatives to always talk about him having a daughter, so he cares about daughters, daughter slaves, what's the matter!

"Brother is very kind to me. I just asked if you bought me snacks when I went to the town. I said no. He stuffed me with two coins and asked me to wait for the salesman to come to the village to buy sweet snacks."

Yan Yu spread out her palms and showed her father the two copper plates that were yellow in the sunlight.

Yan Lao Er raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

It would be nice if his cousins ​​and nephews didn't take money from his daughter.

Yan Yu continued to complain: "I also heard that Big Sister said that she would sew me a cloth bag to play with. Dad, you, as an uncle, also serve snacks, to show respect to Big Brother and Big Sister!"

Yan's second son made his daughter amused.

"Okay, I'll remember, don't worry, I definitely can't do errands!"

"But girl, can we not rely on our small size and keep squatting at the door to eavesdrop, how bad it is to be seen."

Yan Laoer said again: "You are already a child, so you have to look like a child."

Yan Yu rolled her eyes and suddenly raised her voice: "Father! I'm hungry! I want to eat meat! I want to drink broth! I want to drink meat porridge!"

Second Yan: ...

Are you a little too fast, little one!

Yan Laoer steamed the steamed buns with the noodles made last night and made egg drop soup.

Meat, meat, family, eat meat every day!

It was still Sanbao who helped to time the time, and the big black steamed buns that came out of the pan smelled delicious.

Yan Yu didn't bother to take a bite.

Ga? What's the matter with this mouthful of graininess?

She looked at her father in surprise.

Yan Laoer sighed, "Is your throat too loud? There is bran in it, which is the outer layer of wheat, which is not ground fine enough. You heard what your uncle said just now. From now on, our family will eat this, so let's get used to it. "

"Where's our white flour?" Yan Yu asked aggrievedly.

"I weighed it. The rice and flour are ten catties, and the two are twenty catties in half a month, and only forty catties in a month, which is not enough to eat."

Yan Lao Er stroked his daughter's soft hair, and comforted in a warm voice:

"Didn't you tell Dad to show it? Don't you think Dad's expression is grand? Let's have dinner together, and Lao Yan will be alone, so bring him.

I tried my best to find a place for the food, not just for the convenience of taking it out. The food bought by Lao Yan looks good, but if you calculate it carefully, if you walk for a month or two, such an old person...

When that time really comes, no matter whose family it is, or the people from the village, you can't just watch people starve to death..."

Yan Yu took another big bite and chewed vigorously: "Father, you are right, we are still struggling on the poverty line, we have to find ways to earn money and buy more food!"

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