"Auntie, I have made my request clear. I would like you to run around more. If this happens, in addition to the thank you gift given to you by Lao Ganbang, I will give you an extra three liters of wheat!"

"Three liters of wheat?" The matchmaker's face was full of shock. She was originally sitting on the kang, but now she stood up. She didn't believe her ears, raised two fingers, and confirmed to Wang Zhong: "Captain Wang, it's really

Three liters of wheat? Don't mess with my old lady."

In fact, three liters of wheat is not much, one liter is only about one and a half kilograms, and three liters is about four or five kilograms. During the summer harvest this year, every household basically collected one or two hundred kilograms of wheat, and the harvest can be turned over.

Apart from taxes and grain, there is not much left.

The flour ground from wheat is a fine grain, and people in the countryside don't eat much of it. They mostly take it to the city and exchange it for coarse grains such as corn and sweet potatoes.

Three liters of wheat can be exchanged for a lot of coarse grains, enough to feed a family for several days. If we encounter a famine year, these three liters of wheat may be able to save a few lives.

The matchmaker's face was full of expectation.

Wang Zhong said solemnly: "I, Wang Zhong, speak with spit and nail. As long as my aunt agrees to marry me to Brother Dao, I will give you two liters of wheat with both hands. I will never be like that big head of the horse."

Use that covered wheat lake to trick people."

"With your words, Captain Wang, this marriage is all on me!"

"Auntie, there is one more thing!"

"What's going on?"

"As long as you know about the three liters of wheat, don't tell others." Wang Zhong said.

The matchmaker was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Don't worry, your aunt and I have the best mouth. I will keep it safe so that no third person will know about it."

"Aunt! Then I'll trouble you!"

"No trouble, no trouble!"

After a while of prevarication, Wang Zhong came out of the matchmaker's house.

"Brother Chong?" As soon as Wang Zhong stepped out of the door, he heard an exclamation not far from his back.

"It's the three monkeys!" The three monkeys were dressed in cotton-padded jackets, gloves, and hats. There were several layers of straw stuffed in the shoes under their feet. They carried a fork on their shoulders and a basket on their backs.

Looking at him like this, you knew he was picking up dung: "How much dung did you pick up?"

The three monkeys looked annoyed and depressed: "When I went there, I happened to see the old donkey walking back with a dung basket and a dung rake. There was still dung for me to pick up."

"When the weather gets warmer in a while, let's dig some mud out of the river and dry it in the sun to use as fertilizer!"

"Dig silt from the river?" The three monkeys frowned: "Can the silt be used as fertilizer?"

"What, you don't believe me?"

"No way!"

"I can do whatever you say!" Three Monkeys said with a smile.

After saying that, the three monkeys suddenly realized that Wang Zhong had just come out of the door, so they curiously stretched their necks and looked into the courtyard. Although they didn't see anything, an idea flashed in their minds, and they turned to look

Wang Zhong, with a smile on his face, the fire of gossip was ignited: "Brother Chong, are you planning to find a wife?"

Wang Zhong smiled mysteriously: "The secret must not be leaked." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Brother Big Chong!" The three monkeys hurriedly caught up and walked side by side with Wang Zhong: "Whose girl have you fallen in love with? Is she handsome? How old is she?"

The curious questions of the three monkeys were gradually covered up by the whistling north wind and the heavy snow falling like goose feathers.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, heavy snow fell, covering the mountains and fields, turning them into a vast expanse of white.

"The scenery of the North is covered with thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness; the rivers up and down suddenly lose their roar. Silver snakes are dancing in the mountains, and wax figures are galloping, hoping to compete with the gods. It is a sunny day, and I look at the red clothes.

Wrapped in plain clothes, it is extremely enchanting.

There are so many beauties in the country, attracting countless heroes to bow down. Unfortunately, the emperors of Qin and Han were slightly inferior in literary talent;

Look at today."

On the upper reaches of the Maixiang River, beside the large waterwheel, Wang Zhong stood by the river with a bamboo hat, the wind and snow on his head, and the earth under his feet. Looking at the snowy scenery on both sides of the Maixiang River, he couldn't help but sigh, and read out this poem composed in 36

"Qinyuan Spring·Snow"

"Good words, so appropriate for the occasion, so interesting!" Ma Renli, who was wearing a mandarin jacket and a felt hat, strode to Wang Zhong's side with three good words in succession.

"Why are you here?" Wang Zhong did not look back, still looking at the distant scenery.

"It's snowing too much. I was thinking about asking you to come and see our big water tanker. When I arrived at your house, I found that you were not at home. I asked Ma Renlian and found out that you were already here." Ma Renli put his hands in his sleeves.

, with his neck curled up and his body curled up, like a monkey.

"Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. With such heavy snow, there will definitely be a good harvest next year." Seeing that Wang Zhong didn't speak, Ma Renli sighed again.

Wang Zhong withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Ma Renli: "If you don't go out to please your sweetheart, why are you here to ruin the scenery?"

Ma Renli was so choked up by Wang Zhong's words that he felt uncomfortable: "What kind of sweetheart you are, don't talk nonsense."

Wang Zhong didn't even bother to expose his poor acting skills: "As the ancients said, you should marry a virtuous wife. As you are now, people won't look down on you."

"What's wrong with me?" If it were anything else, Ma Renli would have given in, but when it came to Qiao Yue, this was his last dignity as a man.

"Then why did you invite her to join our mutual aid group and she didn't agree, but instead she was determined to follow Niu DaDa?"

"I...how do I know!" Ma Renli said.

"Qiao Yue is a pampered person with delicate skin and tender flesh. She is worse than you. She works hard in the fields. She holds orchids on the ridge and sings opera. She wears a scarf from autumn to spring and never leaves it behind while working.

, like the kind of people who work hard?

Besides, Niu is brave, he is full of strength, is good at work, and good at camp management. He can do the work in Qiao Yue's field, can you?"

"I..." Ma Renli still wanted to defend himself, but he really didn't have the confidence.

Wang Zhong said disdainfully: "You can't even do the work in your own field. If you were Qiao Yue, between you and Niu DaDang, which one would you choose?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Although I promised your father to take care of you, you are not my son. These words are the last time I tell you. If you are a smart person, you should take care of you as soon as possible."

I have given up those unrealistic thoughts, and seriously try to live your life well, which is better than anything else."

"In a few years, people will put aside their prejudices against you. Then find a wife who is honest, has good grades, works hard, and can help you. If you have a few more children, your life will not be the same.

So sad."

This is what Wang Zhong said from the bottom of his heart. Nowadays, although Ma Renli has gained a wave of fame because of the waterwheel and canal incident, due to the identity of Ma Datou's son and the short time, people's prejudice against Ma Renli has not been completely eliminated.

, Fortunately, most of the people in Maixiang Village are relatively simple and have no bad intentions. Otherwise, given Ma Renli's background, he might have suffered a lot.

"Okay, it's cold outside, and you're so weak, go home and stay on the kang."

After saying that, Wang Zhong turned around and went back first. Ma Renli looked at Wang Zhong's tall back, gritted his teeth, and followed him.

Wang Zhong has already said what needs to be said. Whether he listens to it or not is Ma Renli's business. After all, Ma Renli is a mature adult who has read poetry and books. He has his own ideas, not Wang Zhong's.

Marionette.

On New Year's Eve, as the first New Year after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the folks in Maixiang Village were immersed in unprecedented jubilation and joy.

Although life is still difficult nowadays, it is much better than before. Other entertainment projects cannot be arranged, but pasting couplets, setting off firecrackers, and making dumplings can still be arranged.

Early in the morning, not long after the sun was shining, sporadic firecrackers were heard in the village.

During the Chinese New Year, Wang Zhong also planned to give himself a few days off to rest.

Not long after breakfast, Lao Ganbang and the Three Monkeys came to Wang Chong's house.

In the study room of the east wing, in front of the desk, Lao Gan sticks and lays paper, Three Monkeys grinds ink, Wang Zhong lifts the pen and dips it in ink, and the pen moves smoothly, and in a moment, a couplet is written.

"It's beautiful, the writing is beautiful!" The three monkeys praised sincerely.

"It does look good!" Lao Ganbang couldn't help but nod.

"Brother Big Chong, how do you pronounce these words!"

The Three Monkeys and Lao Ganbang were both born in poverty. They spent their lives digging for food in the fields. They never went to school and naturally did not know how to read.

"After a hundred years, the heaven and earth have returned to their full strength!" Wang Zhong pointed his hand from top to bottom and read word for word.

"What about the second line?" Three Monkeys asked impatiently.

Wang Chongchong winked at Lao Ganbang, who immediately put the written couplet aside and replaced it with a new piece of paper.

"This second line is: Unifying peace between mountains and rivers."

"The horizontal comment is: The country is peaceful and the people are safe!"

"Unify the mountains and rivers, the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe!" Lao Ganbang nodded sternly, looking satisfied with his comments, "It sounds quite impressive."

"The momentum is enough, but it's a little less festive." Three Monkeys said with a shy smile: "Brother, can you write something more festive for me?"

"Ignorant!" This boy obviously didn't notice this picture. Wang Zhong glanced at him sideways and said, "Wear lanterns and colorful decorations to welcome the new year and celebrate the festival with joy. How about this couplet?"

"This is good! This is good!" The three monkeys almost burst into laughter.

Wang Zhong shook his head, picked up the pen and wrote down this couplet. The horizontal line was simple and very popular, with only four words "Celebrate the Spring Festival", which the three monkeys liked very much.

The stick for Lao Gan is: Good fortune always shines on the safe house, good times always come to the happy home, and the horizontal comment says Sanyang Kaitai.

Ma Renlian in the front yard and Niu Dangdao in the side yard saw Lao Ganbang and Three Monkeys going out happily with the couplets they had just written. Ma Renlian took a plate of steamed buns, and Niu Dangdao brought a bowl of dumplings.

, one person asked Wang Zhong for a couplet, and looking at the big characters with flying dragons and phoenixes, their faces were also full of smiles.

"Bold brother, post the couplet!"

Niu DaDang had just set up the ladder to scrape the lake on the other side and was about to climb up the ladder to stick it on. Suddenly, Qiao Yue's voice came from the door of the courtyard.

"It's Qiao Yue! What's wrong? What's the matter?" Niu boldly turned his head and took a look and continued to climb the ladder.

Qiao Yue hurriedly trotted to the edge of the ladder and helped Niu Daudao hold the ladder: "It's okay, just take a stroll."
To be continued...