Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Tujia
Southwest Tujia Village.

The middle-aged woman in traditional clothes wore silver jewelry that was only worn on formal occasions, and looked at the man kneeling in front of her with cold eyes.

"Bear, what do you mean?"

"Mother, we can't be like this anymore. This year we have suffered another disaster, and this life is almost unbearable. If you think about it again, let's ask the court for help."

Zheng Xionghu has a burly back and a very burly body, but now he has a gloomy and gloomy face.

"What can we give to the imperial court? Back then, I worked my life for the imperial court, and what I got in return was our Tujia family. We can make our own decisions on our own territory. Is it possible to talk to the imperial court now?" Zheng Erniang said coldly.

"We can't do anything else, but we can fight. Our rattan armor soldiers are unparalleled in the world!"

Having said this, Zheng Xiong's originally gloomy expression turned into pride.

"Unparalleled in the world? One will succeed and the other will die, what do you know?"

Zheng Erniang roared angrily.

"Get out, you get out!"

"mother!"

"Don't go out, right? Wings are hard? Don't take mother seriously?"

"Mom, I'm going out now."

"boom……"

With a sound, the wooden door was slammed shut from the inside.

A few strong men outside gathered around.

"Brother, what did the old patriarch say?"

"Brother, are you ready?"

"Hey!"

Zheng Xiong sighed heavily, stretched out his big hand, and scratched his head so hard that his scalp was about to be scratched.

"It's difficult. When I talked about looking for the court, my mother became irritable. I don't know why. Back then, she fought for the court and made great contributions. At that time, she didn't say that she couldn't find the court."

"Brother, maybe the old patriarch has something to hide from us." One of them said.

"I was thinking, what else can we hide from us? I can't think of it." Zheng Xiong's face was almost bitter.

"Is it something about your father back then?"

"My father, he has been missing for many years, who knows where he went?" Zheng Xiong sighed.

"Your father, there are rumors that he was murdered by the court."

"What gossip? It's all nonsense. My father is a juren, a serious civil servant. Is it necessary for the court to kill the civil servant? It's not necessary." Zheng Xiong retorted.

"That's not good. Some people say that the court is fierce."

"It's all rumors. We still have to ask the court for help. Otherwise, what will we eat and drink? We're going to starve to death, and we don't care what we have."

"Who is gossiping at my door?"

Just as everyone was talking in a hurry, a voice came from the room.

Everyone looked at each other and hurriedly dispersed, not daring to stay behind.

Zheng Xiong didn't dare to stay either.

You know, every time his mother was angry, she would take him there and beat him up.

He didn't want to be a living target in the past.

Zheng Xiong returned to a stilted house with a frown on his face.

The wife brought a cup of boiled tea and placed it in front of Zheng Xiong.

This tea is a camellia from the mountains. It tastes a bit bitter, but after all, it is a native tea, and you don't need to spend money to buy it. Zheng Xiong has been used to drinking it since he was a child.

"Ah Xiong, these days are becoming more and more difficult. Our crops have almost been destroyed this year. The mountains are poor, and many people in the clan are starving. Even our family is having a hard time." The wife sighed.

"Our Zheng family is one of the four major surnames of the Tujia family. Now I am the head of the Tujia family. It stands to reason that I shouldn't be poor, but you understand that mother, he doesn't let me collect taxes from the tribe. We plow the fields to survive, how can we get rich here." Zheng Xiong sighed.

I've never seen a rich patriarch like him suffer from poverty. Over the years, he is the second, the first being his mother Zheng Erniang.

I heard people say, Zheng Erniang was the head of the Tujia nationality before, you were rich and prosperous, and you were very rich.

"I'm not complaining about my mother, I'm not interested in being rich, but at least we can't let our family go hungry, the eldest child, the second child, the third child, we have three children, the oldest is only eight years old, This half-child eats poor old man, how will he live in the future?"

Zheng Xiong continued to sigh.

"Ah Xiong, don't think too much. Hurry up tomorrow. I'll borrow some food from someone else's house. I won't let the three kids get hungry. We'll collect the food next year and pay it back," said the wife.

"Do you want to borrow food from Wang Dafu'er's house?"

"Yeah, only his family has a lot of food in the nearby villages and villages, and we are fairly familiar with them."

"Don't go, Wang Dafu is not from our Tujia family. He is a businessman and a big landlord. Be ruthless. If we want to borrow food, we will fall into his trap." Zheng Xiong hurriedly stopped him.

"Isn't it? Then Wang Dafu, he was very polite when he came to our house last time." The wife asked doubtfully.

"He's being polite. There's a reason for that. He wants to occupy the mountains of our Tujia people and dig our soil." Zheng Xiong picked up his teacup and drank it down.

In the past, he was used to drinking it, and he didn't feel anything, but after drinking it today, for some reason, he felt extra bitter between his lips and tongue.

"Sell our soil to him, won't it work? We get the money, and life will be easier." The wife was a little puzzled.

"If he comes to talk about business properly, we are willing, but he is not a good person. He wants to deceive us. He is a white wolf with empty hands. He wants to take our land without giving money."

Zheng Xiong couldn't help but think of the scene when Wang Dafuer came.

"Then I won't go."

She knew her husband well, and Zheng Xiong would not lie to her.

However, when she thought of her three children, she became very worried.

The two were silent for a while, and suddenly they heard someone shouting outside.

"Brother Xiong, someone from the imperial court is here!"

A man rushed over to report the news.

"People from the imperial court? Where are they?" Zheng Xiong pushed open the door and walked out.

"They are outside the valley. There are more than a dozen people here, all on horseback." The visitor wiped the sweat from his face and said loudly.

"Call someone, take my rattan armor and weapons, let's go out for a while!"

Zheng Xiong shouted.

After a while, Zheng Xiong put on the rattan armor, took a spear, and wore a short knife at his waist, and walked out of the valley with dozens of men also wearing rattan armor.

Their cottage is located in the valley, and the Tujia people have set up outposts in many hidden places outside.

Anyone who wants to approach the cottage will be discovered in advance by the Tujia people at the outpost.

After Zheng Xiong and his party came to the valley, they saw more than a dozen riders standing in the open space in front of them.

The leader was a scribe, sitting on horseback with his back straight.

"Are you officials of the imperial court?"

Seeing the clothes they wore, they looked like the clothes that only court officials could wear.

Zheng Xiong raised his head and asked loudly towards the front.

"good."

The leading scribe nodded slightly, with a gentle smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)