Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 909 Major General Shooting Birds (3)
Aunt Mo Liu is an honest person, she can't tell lies, Qingli is afraid that if she leaks her words, it may have a negative effect, Brother Shanzi will think that everyone is deceiving him in order to separate him and Qin's.

After breakfast, Qingli stood in the yard and saw more and more clansmen on the road. They were all walking in twos and threes in the direction of the school. For today's meal, they built a few sheds. There is a special canteen in the school , the clan has prepared chicken, duck and fish, and those daughters-in-law and women rushed over early in the morning.

Today's dinner is still mainly meat and vegetables, there are not many green vegetables in winter, Qingli prepared some leeks, spinach, and a lot of golden loofah left at home.The children are hopscotch outside the school, throwing stones, their pockets are full of candies and melon seeds, their laughter is crisp and clear, and it is more lively than New Year's Eve.

Today's weather is fine, there is no wind, the sun shines in the corner of the school, making people feel warm.Qingli squinted her eyes, and together with Chunyu Wen, they took a walk in the village. After returning for a while, it was the first time to look at this small village that they had been separated for several years.

"When I left, the village was still very poor. Look at the tile-roofed house over there. It turned out to be a thatched house. It is afraid of rain in summer and snow in winter."

The winter is bleak, there are no trees, and there are only white snow. There is a corner on the roof of the tile-roofed house, which is a new tile. The two stand at the gate of the small courtyard. Inside is a snowman, with stones as eyes and peppers as noses. Very lively.

At the door of the kitchen, there are bunches of mountain mushrooms and red peppers hanging. It is cold in the north, so people like to eat peppers to drive away the cold. Add a splash of color.

The village is very lively. There are old people and babies waiting to be fed. Everyone laughs and sits together, talking about next year's farming. The conversation is full of hope, and the simple smile has once again infected Chunyu.

"You grew up in the capital, and you met all dignitaries and dignitaries. You must not understand the happiness in this small village."

Qingli's eyes were clear, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She raised her head and smiled at Chunyu Wen, "This is Mojia Village, and it is a paradise for me."

There is no luxury and impetuosity in Kyoto, no bullying, no power struggle, although there will be a few top-notch jumps occasionally, just treat it as a seasoning in life, bitter, hot, sour, and self-knowledgeable.

"It's fine here."

Chunyu Wen was also infected. He looked around, hearing the laughter of the children and the simple words of the villagers. For him, everything was strange.In his 20 years of life, he has been exposed to power, darkness, war and blood. When has he had time to stop and feel other people's joys, sorrows and joys with his heart?
"We will plant new grain next year. You know that grain is the life of farmers, but they still choose to trust unconditionally and hand over their land."

For the clansmen, Qingli still feels very proud. She never thought of helping the clansmen like this before. It is because her father has always been obsessed.

Everyone may have their own ideas, but at critical moments, they can be twisted together.The children in the village are the future hope of the Mo family. In the past, there was no money, and the villagers could not afford to read books. Now there is a ready-made school, and adults and children study together with great enthusiasm.

The two stood in place for a while, and some clansmen who came out that night saw them and greeted them warmly, "Major General, Li girl, why don't you go to the school for a while?"

"Seventh Uncle, I was about to go, and saw your son Ming Ming, holding a slingshot, saying that he wanted to shoot birds for you to eat."

Qingli waved her hand, the person in front of her was a brother of Mo Ruhu's same generation, she could be counted as her cousin, the two families often walked around and were relatively close.A few years ago, Tang Shu went to work in the town and only came back for a few days during the Chinese New Year. Qingli didn't have a deep impression of him, but she remembered giving her sweets before.

"The little boy is filial. I said that roasted bird meat is delicious."

Uncle Qi stopped and chatted with Qingli. Although Chunyuwen didn't speak, he nodded, even if he was just saying hello. People in the village often see him now, and they won't be as curious as before. Everyone has the courage to say yes. a few words.

"Let's go, let's go to the school too."

Almost all the women in the clan came out to help. Those who washed vegetables and minced meat were busy. The men chopped firewood and did the heavy work of carrying water. Idle, discussing spring planting matters, some old crops don't hide their secrets, discussing farming experience.

"Fourth sister, come here and help me, Ziming and I have been fighting for a long time, but we didn't catch any of them."

Kid Xi had rosy cheeks on both sides, was wearing a down jacket, and was wrapped like a ball. When he saw Qing Li coming, as if he had seen a savior, Hei Putao's big eyes lit up, and he said happily, "It's all right now, My fourth sister is here, and she will definitely be able to catch a bird."

Zixi has been practicing martial arts for a while, and he is still practicing basic skills. He has grown a little taller. In previous years, he would cough twice in winter. This year until now, he has not had any minor problems. Although Liu Shi and Mo Ruhu felt hard work, they saw results , and also supports Zixi to practice martial arts, on the condition that he must take the imperial examination in the future, and he must not be like Qingli's third brother Mo Zisong.

"Can Sister Li know how to shoot birds?"

Mo Ziming, the son of the seventh uncle's family, had doubts in his eyes. He turned his head and saw Chunyu Wen beside him with a look of admiration.Mo Ziming and Zixi are the same age, and they will be eight years old after the new year. Usually, these little kids are out of school, and they often play the game of soldiers and generals. Rock, paper, scissors, the winner becomes the general, and the rest become soldiers, waiting for the general to order. If anyone becomes a general, his small body will be tall and straight, and he will be happy in his heart.

"The major general must be able to shoot birds."

"Nonsense, my father said that the major general is to beat the enemy, and he will beat the enemy to the ground just by meeting him."

A four or five-year-old child pursed her mouth and chattered endlessly. In order to convince the crowd, she made a beating gesture. Qingli looked like she was slapping someone. She gave Chunyu Wen a teasing look, covered her mouth and smiled non-stop.

"That's not true, is the major general still needing to fight? The enemy fainted as soon as he saw him."

As Xiaowa said, she lay down in the snow and pretended to be dead, as if the enemy had seen the major general.

"Goofy, why don't you get up quickly, it's so cold in the snow, what do you do if you catch the wind and cold! You brat!"

A woman pouring tea next to him scolded, and a few children next to him took the initiative to pull Gou Wa up, and the little disciples Xi and Ziming helped Gou Wa pat the snow on his body.

Tong Yan Tong Yu, this scene is very loving, Qing Li felt that her mood was better, she turned her head and said in a low voice, "It's Beidi who thinks highly of you, let's see how majestic you are."

In Kyoto, most people’s children are ignorant, and their parents will educate them, "You little boy, Major General Chunyu will come in a while, and then you will be covered in blood, with green faces and fangs. I will scare you into tears. Let's see if you dare to run around at night!"

(End of this chapter)