The wealth of rebirth is deep in the mountains

Chapter 184
Mrs. Tie frowned, Feng Niang was also a little impatient, and asked, "This child is the only one at home, how can he live if he stays?"

Tieniu didn't know what he had thought of, and his expression was a little emotional, and he replied, "Brother Qing said, he will study in Lu's house in the future, and he will have a share in building a house in the spring of next year. He wants to work by himself to earn money to marry a wife. It turns out that there will be graves at the location of Zhaojia Village, and he wants to guard his family not to go far."

Both Mrs. Tie and Feng Niang sighed, and finally said, "Forget it, with the Lu family here, I think we can't treat Brother Qing badly. Remember to take care of this child more in the future, just don't make him suffer."

While talking, the school in the front yard was dismissed.The children were restrained all morning, and ran out of the yard yelling, adding a third of excitement to the quiet mountain village.A certain one fell down and cried loudly, but somehow got something good, giggled and laughed, and ran away without a trace.

The three masters and servants listened silently, and couldn't help feeling a burst of warmth in their hearts.After walking around for many years, it is rare to have such a peaceful and warm place to stay.

"Ma'am, why don't you stay here for the winter, your body should take care of itself. Doctor Bi is also very skilled in medicine, but I don't know why you ended up in such a rural place?"

Feng Niang cautiously suggested, and finally gave Tieniu a look, "Remember to see Dr. Bi again, you have to apologize to him. No one, how can you recover so quickly? You still have to beat him with your fists that day!"

Tie Niu grinned in embarrassment and nodded quickly.

Mrs. Tie felt a little guilty when she saw the appearance of their husband and wife.For so many years, they have followed me, and they have suffered a lot, and it is rare for them to settle down and rest for a few months.

So, he said, "Let's stay here for the winter, in terms of money..."

Feng Niang understood, why not, "Ma'am, looking at Miss Lu's appearance, I'm afraid she can't accept money."

"Let's take a look and talk. Tieniu will go find the luggage in a few days. After that, Feng Niang will pay more attention. If there is anything in the Lu family that we can help, just let us know."

"Yes, ma'am."

Xiaomi didn't know that the three masters and servants of the Tie family were determined to repay their kindness, so she took Aunt Han for a walk down the mountain.

Of the 30-odd surviving members of Zhaojia Village, more than [-] men lived in the workshop with a newly built kang, and the remaining ten lived in the concierge.The rest of the women and children lived in the East and West Wings of Boss Lu's courtyard.In the courtyard of Lu's second son, as usual, the front yard lived with Chu Yi and the prairie people, and the back yard lived with the old man Zhao's family, which is considered generous.

On weekdays, including the old man Zhao's family, everyone at the foot of the mountain eats big pot meals from thatched sheds.

The women took turns to do the work, and the rice grains were distributed among the supplies sent by Fucheng, and they were counted every day.Aunt Liu and her older aunts also come down every day.They will adjust for big and small things, and after a few days, everyone is amiable.

The men went to work outside the mountain pass after eating every day, cleared the snow on the road, and began to clear the wasteland where the house will be built in the next spring.

In the woods next to the wasteland, all the trees that are thicker than the mouth of a bowl are cut down by Qi Gener, and they are transported back to the bottom of the mountain to be repaired and dried in the shade. The new home was built in the blink of an eye.

Being so busy must be extremely exhausting, but do work when you are full, eat after work, and sleep after eating.The fixed rhythm and the new life looming in sight made everyone gradually forget their pain, and the Zhaojia Village next door at the foot of the mountain was finally no longer haunted by crying.

Now it was time to make lunch, and Xiaomi went into the hut, and saw porridge mixed with cornmeal and rice in the big pot, steamed buns with buckwheat noodles on the drawer, and stewed bone sticks with sauerkraut in the other big pot, Although there is not much meat on the bones, the soup is full of oil, which is considered rich, so I feel relieved.

After all, the women in Zhaojia Village are not familiar with Xiaomi. These days, they know that she can be most of the family in Laoxiongling, and they treat her respectfully and cautiously.

Fortunately, Aunt Liu was on duty today, so she took Xiaomi's hand and said with a smile, "Why, you are afraid that Auntie will treat the folks harshly, so you came here to check on Auntie's errands?"

Xiaomi is smart, how could she not know that she was talking to others, so she hugged her arm and acted like a baby, "That's not true, my aunt is famous for her warm heart, I'm afraid that the villagers still need something, and I will send food to the city tomorrow. Send a message to Brother Xiaodao to buy it and bring it back."

"Don't worry, everyone is wearing new jackets and trousers, and they are full of food. If there is anything missing, don't we have to help you find it! Don't worry, we will invite Mrs. Chen over in a few days. Ask about Ji Li."

"It's not urgent, everyone's business is important."

The two chatted and laughed, and Xiaomi went back to the mountain with Aunt Han.The women were busy serving porridge and picking up steamed buns, and someone couldn't help but ask, "Aunt Liu, is it time for Miss Xiaomi?"

"Yes, a good day in the twelfth lunar month."

Aunt Liu said with a smile, "In a blink of an eye, she became a big girl."

"Then Miss Xiaomi is engaged?"

"No, Xiaomi is smart, and no one else can be her master."

Aunt Liu thought of someone in the village who was not mentioned anymore, so she quickly changed the subject, "How are the children's school bags doing? The Lu family has prepared pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and we will send them to study tomorrow."

"It was done last night."

The women immediately gave up their gossip and responded quickly.No matter when, it is a big deal for children to study, especially in Zhaojia Village, where the roots are almost wiped out. The dozen or so surviving children are hope, and all of them look like eyeballs.

"That's good, maybe there will be a champion among these boys in the future."

"No one of you expected that far. As long as you can write and count, you will be in charge of such a big restaurant like shopkeeper Liu, and you will have a great future."

The son is always the pride of the mother. When Aunt Liu heard the mention of her son, the smile on her face became even brighter.

"This kid has a big heart. I urged him to see a girl, get married and have children. He is fine, he insists on starting a career first."

"That's the ability, Aunt Liu is so lucky."

Everyone chatted and laughed, the work was done smoothly, and it was cleaned up quickly, and the men who did the work came back.

One bowl of rice porridge per person, two steamed buns, a big bowl of stew, and more bones in the children's bowls.It was hot and fragrant, and it warmed the body and heart after eating it. Compared with the days before the disaster, I don’t know how much better it was.

This kind of comparison made everyone in Zhaojia Village feel a little confused, wondering if it was a blessing in disguise after going through this catastrophe.

Originally when they were chatting, they envied Lao Xiongling's rich life and no worries about food and clothing, but now they finally lived such a life, but lost their loved ones.

Sometimes, life is so free, gains and losses cannot be controlled by others, and there is no trace to be found.

Lu's lunch is wonton. The green garlic sprouts are finely chopped, mixed with pork to make stuffing, and the fresh mushrooms are mixed with minced chicken, wrapped in snow-white dough, and look like ingots.

Seaweed, shrimp skins, green coriander leaves, and a few crushed chili peppers are added to the blue and white sea bowl, and they are washed into the white wontons and soup.

Spicy cabbage, radish sticks, salty cucumber, shredded mustard greens, four kinds of small pickles, plus fried fungus with cabbage, spicy fried roe deer meat, two hot dishes, a big dustpan with green onion and small flower rolls, the table is full of piles rich.

It's rare for Father Lu to be more and more addicted to the sea of ​​books these few days. He doesn't shave his beard and doesn't care for his hair, and he looks haggard.

Angry and distressed, Xiaomi said, "What kind of book did Uncle Yang bring you, why did you put so much effort into it? You'd better read less, go out and walk more, or your eyes will be exhausted."

Father Lu ate the wontons, and from time to time he took a bite of the flower rolls with pickles, his appetite was very good.Hearing my daughter's complaints, I hurriedly interrupted, "I know what's going on, but how is the condition of the lady in the backyard?"

"Mrs. Tie has already met. Uncle Bi said that it will take ten and a half months to get well."

Xiaomi didn't allow his father to get away with it, and when he wanted to persuade him again, Father Lu spoke up first, "I only teach children in the village until the year before. After the year, remember to ask Chen's family for help and find a good teacher."

"In such a hurry? Mr. Hao wants to search slowly. How can you find it if you look for it?"

"Oh, you look for it first, I'm going back to the house, you can eat slowly."

Father Lu didn't allow his daughter to refuse, he hurriedly ate the wontons in the bowl and fled back to the house in a hurry.

Xiaomi was so angry that it turned out that the old man could go out of the house after teaching the village boy.Although it was only moved from the main room to the west wing, it was better than being bored in the room all day.

Now, when the old man said that he would let go of the pick, he would let go of the pick, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Gao Ren swallowed a wonton in one gulp, wiped his mouth happily and said, "Don't worry, I'll teach you when the time comes!"

"What do you teach, go to the house to uncover tiles or recruit cats and dogs?"

Xiaomi scooped up a spoonful of wontons and poured them into his bowl, successfully blocking the rebuttal he was about to utter.

Aunt Han, who was sitting at the bottom, couldn't help persuading, "It's still early, so I sent a letter to ask Shopkeeper Chen to help pay more attention. Maybe there are good candidates for the third young master, it's not sure."

This made Xiaomi frowned, and replied, "Auntie is right, there must be a road before the mountain, we will discuss it at that time."

When the dinner table was removed, Feng Niang came to invite her. It turned out that Mrs. Tie had something to say.

Xiaomi has been familiar with Mrs. Tie these days. Although this old lady is not as kind and kind as Mrs. Chen, and even has a cold and severe temperament, it is not difficult to see that she must be of some status, at least from a wealthy family. Mistress, and her mouth is hard and her heart is soft, otherwise Fengniang and his wife would not be so loyal.

Occasionally thinking of someone in Kyoto, Xiaomi subconsciously gets close to this iron lady, as if she can learn that kind of bearing and sternness, and when she stands next to someone in the future, she won't be underestimated and make him lose face...

But when did she start making plans to stand by his side? Could it be that she really wanted to give up her freedom and plunge into the coldest and dirtiest Sifang City in the world?

Just because, did he live there?

Xiaomi's heart was very contradictory, until he entered the backyard, the sadness between his brows had not receded, but Mrs. Tie's master and servant were a little curious.

(End of this chapter)