There is Room For the Poor Daughter

Half of the sweet potatoes brought by Li Xingnian were put into Zhuangzi for breeding, and the other half were planted in the space, ready to be planted next year.

"Why is it so hot this year?"

After mid-June, the temperature in Liangdu became hotter day by day, the ground was scorching hot from the sun, and water was sprinkled on the ground, but it evaporated and dried in a moment. Everyone was so hot that they didn't want to move.

Daohua was worried about her son's heat stroke, so she could only forcibly restrain people in the house and not let them go out. Fortunately, there were many toys in the toy room, and the little guy was noisy at first, but then stopped.

It wasn't until mid-August that the temperature started to drop.

But this time the temperature difference has dropped a little bit. It was originally a cool autumn, but it made people feel cold.

Some experienced old people expressed concern: "The weather is a little abnormal this year, so hurry up and harvest the crops in the fields."

Master Wang also had this concern and immediately reported to Xiao Yeyang.

After Xiao Yeyang listened to it, he asked some old-fashioned farmer-style inquiries, and the results were the same, so he ordered the various guards to harvest the crops in advance.

Sure enough, in September, frost occurred in several guards in Xiliang, and some crops that were not harvested in time were frostbitten in a large area.

"This winter may be very cold, so we need to prepare more supplies for winter."

After Xiao Yeyang returned to the mansion, he talked to Daohua.

Daohua nodded: "I also felt it. In September last year, Xiliang also started to get cold, but it is not as cold as this year. Some of the poor servants in the house are wearing cotton-padded clothes."

Xiao Yeyang: "I have already sent someone to Ganzhou Wei, and I need to pull some coal over and store it. If there is a disaster, it is better to deal with it in time."

Daohua said "um": "I know the preparations here in the house, you just worry about the outside world."

Xiao Yeyang said again: "Fortunately, you taught everyone how to knit sweaters this year. The quarters have prepared tens of thousands of sweaters and pants, each of which is divided into 12 military towns. The soldiers on patrol should be able to make one set per person. "

"As for ordinary people, there are many herdsmen in Xiliang, and wool is not hard to come by. If you save a province, every family should be able to get them."

In October, heavy snow fell like goose feathers in many places in Xiliang.

In less than half a month, several health centers reported snow disasters in their jurisdictions.

After that, Xiao Yeyang was busier than before, leaving early and returning late, Daozi kept shouting that he hadn't seen his father for a long time.

Thanks to the rebuilding of the official roads in all the guards this year, the road has been much better. With Xiao Yeyang's strong intervention, the winter supplies were transported to the disaster area in time, and there was no large number of frostbite to death.

Wangjia Village.

The patriarch of the Wang clan, with a cane, went from house to house to inspect the condition of his clan, fearing that some clan members would freeze to death and starve to death.

Fortunately, after turning around, this did not happen. The lonely old people in the clan, with the clothes and food provided by the clan, could still survive this winter.

Although the life of the clan is not rich now, they can still live on.

The patriarch tightened his cotton-padded coat, which he also wore a sweater and sweater trousers. Walking in the snow was not very cold. If in previous years, he only had a cotton-padded coat to keep out the cold, he would not dare to go out at this time.

In other words, these woolen sweaters, wool pants, gloves, and socks are really warm. Next year, he will see if the clan will buy more sheep to raise.

Without this sweater and trousers, some elderly people in the clan might not be able to survive this winter when it is so cold.

In the past, wool was not very valuable, but now everyone knits sweaters and trousers, and the wool in the hands of herdsmen is unwilling to sell.

Some merchants are buying wool in large quantities, and sweaters and pants are so warm. These merchants see a business opportunity and are ready to weave them into sweaters, sweaters, and other items, and sell them to other provinces.

If the clan also raises sheep, in addition to the clan's use, maybe they can earn some money to support the family.

It started to snow in the sky again, and the patriarch shrank his neck and hurried home.

After being busy until the end of the year, Xiao Yeyang was free.

Daozi hadn't seen his father for two or three months. When he saw Xiao Yeyang at breakfast, he was stunned for a while.

"You stinky boy, have you forgotten Daddy?"

Seeing his son looking at him with a confused look, Xiao Yeyang smiled and rubbed his head.

Daozi thought of what his mother told him, and immediately asked loudly, "Dad, are you finished?"

Xiao Yeyang's eyes lit up: "I haven't been with you for a few months, so I will ask questions? My son is amazing."

Seeing Xiao Yeyang's proud look, Daohua was a little speechless: "You are not busy now, spend more time with the little guy, just to feel the son's 100,000 why."

Xiao Yeyang looked puzzled: "Why 100,000?"

Daohua smiled and said, "You will know soon." After speaking, she talked about the New Year's ceremony, "This year, the Xiliang snow is heavy, and the road is difficult to travel, so the New Year's gift in the capital may not be delivered until later. arrive."

Xiao Yeyang said with a smile: "These external force majeure factors, make it clear with the father, the father-in-law, and the father-in-law, and they will understand."

Daohua: "Of course I know this. Isn't this a New Year's gift for the uncle? If it is delivered after the new year, I'm worried that the uncle will not like it."

Xiao Yeyang: "No, uncle Huang is not so stingy."

Daohua: "If you say that, then I'm relieved."

The New Year's gift to the emperor was nothing, just some good leathers that Xiao Yeyang led soldiers to hunt, as well as various sweaters, vests and other items woven with various wool threads that were newly released this year, let's talk about it.

Prince Ping and Yan's residence are similar.

After dinner, Daohua went to help the manor and threw her son to Xiao Yeyang.

It was cold and unable to go out, Rice was confined in the house and became obsessed with painting.

"Dad, please accompany me to paint."

"OK!"

Daozi took Xiao Yeyang to the toy room, found the drawing paper and watercolor pens that his mother bound for him, and then took Xiao Yeyang to sit on his small table.

Xiao Yeyang took his son's watercolor pen curiously. After reading it, he smiled and said, "Your mother has worked hard enough for you."

My son was young, so I directly asked him to paint with paint. It is estimated that he would not be able to see it after going down the house once or twice.

You know, painting paint can be cleaned a lot.

Rice picked up the red watercolor pen and drew on the paper.

Xiao Yeyang thought it was enough to sit on the side and instruct his son to draw, but after a while, his son looked at him with dark eyes.

"Daddy, why are dogs only black?"

Xiao Yeyang: ".because the dog itself is black."

Daozi pouted: "But I like red dogs." With that, he held up the drawing paper and handed the red puppy he drew to Henry Zhang to see.

Xiao Yeyang: "."

After a while, Daozi asked again: "Dad, grandma said I picked it up, is it true?"

Xiao Yeyang immediately said: "Of course not, you were born by your father and mother."

Daozi's eyes suddenly widened: "How did it happen?"

Xiao Yeyang: "." This question is a bit difficult.

Seeing that Xiao Yeyang couldn't answer, Daozi seemed a little disgusted: "Daddy, why does the old hen lay eggs?"

"Daddy, why is it snowing in the sky?"

"Daddy, why is it cold when it snows?"

"Dad, why did the flowers in the ancestor's yard die when they were pulled?"

At noon, Xiao Yeyang took his son to the dining room in a dizzy way, and he started to eat, still thinking about his son's why.

What he didn't expect, this year's Chinese New Year, his son's thirst for knowledge was overwhelming, and he had to ask questions wherever he went, making his head big.