After picking up the daughter of the lucky star, the whole village prospered

Afterwards, Wei Zhan asked his uncle to send someone to the town to buy some gifts, all of which were children's play chickens, pottery ring balls, wooden tops, bamboo dragonflies, etc., and distributed them to the little friends in the village.

I also bought pens, ink, paper and inkstones, etc., and gave Huzi Yuanbao, Erni Yingbao, and so on.

Wang Xian prepared another twenty bolts of cloth and gave them to Jiang's family as a thank-you gift for taking care of Wei Zhan.

The old man Jiang couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to accept it.

Early the next morning, the Jiang family sent Wei Zhan to the carriage. Yingbao saw Mrs. Wen and her two daughters sitting in a mule cart with several baskets of dried gold ears tied to the back of the cart, as if she wanted to offer them to Wang. leave together.

Good to go!
Yingbao didn't want to get entangled with this suspected heroine in the book, lest her family become a stepping stone for them.

This time, the production of golden ears in the village was extremely low, and Manager Zhou did not come for some reason, so all the golden ears in the village were sold to Mrs. Wen San.

It was not much, and the total amount was only more than 40 catties. Mrs. Wen San bought it at a price of ten taels per catty, which made the villagers very happy.

But because Mrs. Wen San didn't have any cash, she issued more than 400 taels of IOUs in the name of Wen's family, and asked Patriarch Chen to testify.

Although the villagers were puzzled, Mrs. Wen Si was still teaching and educating people here, so she accepted it without much hesitation.

The Jiang family's golden ears were not sold, one reason was that there were not many of them, and the other reason was that they wanted to wait for Manager Zhou to discuss.

In doing business, we must pay attention to integrity. If the steward does not receive the golden ears when he comes to work for a week, it will make people feel that the people of Chencun are not trustworthy.

The golden ears of Jiang Sanlang's family are all in Yingbao's cave, and she will not sell them to Wen San's wife, Mrs. Lin.

The carriage brought by Wang Xian finally drove away.

Wei Zhan lay on the window of the car and howled, so that the women of the Jiang family couldn't help wiping away their tears.

"I'll be back soon... woo woo woo... Huzi Yuanbao, don't forget me."

Hu Zi burst into tears and followed the carriage all the way out for a long way.

He is the closest to Wei Zhan, because he has always eaten and slept with him, and he has treated him like a brother.

Seeing the tiger rushing towards him, Wei Zhan cried even more fiercely, if Wang Xian hadn't hugged him tightly, he would have jumped off the carriage and never went back.

Seeing this, the women in the village sighed and watched the cars gradually move away.

...

A few days later it will be the twelfth lunar month. Jiang Liushi, three daughters-in-law and several granddaughters are sitting on the porch basking in the sun, muttering to themselves while sewing:
"It's about to be sacrificed, hey, this year the ancestors will be hungry. In previous years, there could be a pig's head and a sheep's head, and two chickens and two fishes were enshrined, but now, the livestock have been kidnapped and there are not many left. Even the old cows in the village were killed and eaten by the damn thieves, so where is there anything to worship the ancestors and gods?"

Mrs. Zhou: "It's really not possible. There are still a few chickens. I will kill one or two as sacrifices."

"How can I do that? There are only a few chickens left, and Kaichun pointed out how many more eggs they laid to hatch chicks. How can I kill them?"

Jiang Liu immediately shook her head in denial.

Recently, the family spent a lot of money, especially Jiang Dalang and Erlang's family. They built a house, bought daily necessities, and made some necessary furniture. They almost spent all the money in the family.

Dani and Erni took the initiative to donate the money in their hands to buy things for the family.

Fortunately, Jiang Sanlang's family recovered a lot of grain, enough for the whole family to eat until next summer's harvest, so that they would not go to other counties to buy grain like other villagers.

But seeing that the wax festival is approaching, it is essential to pay homage to the ancestors' livestock.

Now let alone livestock, even chickens, ducks and geese can't be found, even if you spend money, you can't buy them.

"Why don't you go fishing? Last year, you caught a lot of fish. If you can't finish eating, you can make smoked fish and cured fish." Dani suggested to Grandma.

Jiang Liu's eyes lit up, "That's right, your second and third uncles are the best at fishing. When they come back, ask them to see if they are free."

Using big fish as a sacrifice is not considered an insult to the gods and ancestors. After the sacrifice, you can take it back and smoke it, and you can eat it until the beginning of next spring.

In the afternoon, when Jiang Sanlang and his eldest and second brothers came back, they heard what my old lady said. "Sanlang, the wax festival is coming soon, are you going to go fishing?"

Jiang Sanlang: "We'll see then."

Fishing requires bait, and every time the little girl prepares it, he doesn't know if the girl still has that kind of bait.

"What do you mean to watch at the right time? The day after tomorrow will be the twelfth lunar month, we have to get ready early."

Mrs. Jiang Liu said: "Your father has been nagging me all morning, the situation in your uncle's side is not good, his house has been burned, and he has no money in hand, if it wasn't for sending some food to him a while ago, his family would be in trouble. I have to beg for food.

So your father took care of the sacrificial offering. "

Jiang Sanlang scratched his head and nodded helplessly: "Okay, I'll take a look at it some time."

When I got home, I took off my muddy outer clothes and put on clean cotton clothes.

"Where are Bao'er, Xiaojie and Xiaowu?" Jiang Sanlang asked casually without seeing his children.

Chun Niang put the dirty clothes aside and brought her husband a bowl of porridge.

"I'm writing in the room." Chun Niang sat down across the table, "Mother told you to go catch some fish and come back, and I'll use it for the wax festival later, what do you say?"

"Then catch it." What else can I do.

Jiang Sanlang thought while drinking the porridge.

I remember the last time my daughter used golden ear scraps mixed with wheat bran to make fishing bait, why don't I do it myself?
It just so happens that there are still some high-quality golden ears at home, so let's get some bad-looking ones and try them out.

Early the next morning, Jiang Sanlang came to his eldest brother's house with a pot of mixed bait.

"Brother, let a few people go fishing together today, will you go?"

How could Jiang Dalang not go, he nodded quickly: "Go!"

"Okay, I'll call you Second Brother."

Jiang Sanlang yelled directly in the yard: "Second brother! Do you want to go fishing?"

Jiang Erlang replied immediately: "Of course! When are you going?"

"Now, I'll go home and get the net and rope, and you can just bring two iron forks." Jiang Sanlang shouted and went home.

Seeing that Jiang Sanlang went fishing again, the East Village people hula la followed many people there.

Even many women and children followed to join in the fun.

The bait that Jiang Sanlang mixed himself is very effective, as long as two handfuls are sprinkled, fish will swim over to look for food in a short time.

The villagers screamed and fished in baskets and bamboo baskets, but they caught a lot of them.

Jiang Sanlang and the three brothers even caught a lot of fish, big and small, and they couldn't fit in several baskets.

The movement of people from the East Village by the river attracts people from the West Village and surrounding villages.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, the people of Xicun also quietly picked up baskets by the side, not to mention, they also picked up several.

It was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and many people went home and brought tools.

For a while, there were crowds of people by the Chuanhe River, following Jiang Sanlang's pace and slowly moving forward.

When the East Village people reacted, they couldn't stop others from getting involved.

"You guys are really shameless! Steal our fish!" the East Village people couldn't help cursing.

The people in Xicun retorted: "Which one belongs to you? This river belongs to everyone, and everyone in it has a share. If you can fish it, we can't?"

"Then you go to other places to fish it yourself, why do you follow us?"

"The road faces the sky and each side goes, I go wherever I like. It's none of your business?"