Sanfang completely ignored him this time. Wang Zhu did not learn well at a young age and was punished by Wang Weng to carry water for a month. During this period, he had to save half of his dinner to compensate Wang Ge. Only in this way can this man

Children know that they should not do to others what they do not want others to do to them.

Although Yao's behavior was because he was worried about his son's safety, it was true that he disrespected his uncle!

Jia Concubine gave Yao two choices, either go back to her parents' home to think about her past, and let the villagers know that this bride loves to stir up trouble and disturb the family! Or, she solemnly apologizes to the first and second wives, and cooks for her niece Age for a month.

breakfast.

How could Mrs. Yao dare to bear the charge of disrespecting her uncle? She started crying at Wang Dalang, slapping herself in the face every time she cried: "Please forgive me, brother, it's all my fault for not taking care of my son. I just endured when I was hungry. I had to steal him."

Eating from my sister’s cake. It’s all my fault. The trivial matter of half a piece of cake turned into a big deal! It’s all my fault, it’s all my fault…”

Wang Dalang trembled slightly with anger. What kind of apology is this? He was clearly blaming A Ge for making the matter bigger!

Wang Ge held his brother in his right hand and rested his left hand on his father's clenched fist. He said to Yao: "I am a junior and I dare not argue with my aunt. However, my father cannot be injured for no reason. There must be an explanation."

"What, what do you want to say?" Yao had a bad premonition.

"If you pay 20 yuan, I have to buy medicine for my eldest father."

"Compensate..." Compensate?! Yao's facial features were all distorted by pain. If he had known, he would not have scratched Blind Man Wang intentionally.

When Wang Zhu heard that he was going to lose money, he quickly begged: "Uncle, it's all my fault..."

Yao yelled angrily: "Shut up! What's wrong with you, little brat, sir!" When she scolded "little brat," she glared at Wang Ge. She knew her niece's temper, and even asked for money.

I will never let go!

"Okay, then twenty dollars." She gritted her back molars, stopped talking nonsense to her eldest brother, and looked at Wang Erlang. She felt guilty at this glance: I really didn't mean to do it, how could I have embarrassed my second husband brother?

Was it scratched so hard? It was like being raked by a rake?

Little Jia's mother and son were standing nearby, each shaking their knives angrily.

"Brother, second husband, concubine, why don't you... fight me back." Yao knew that a slap on his own face would be in vain, so he might as well leave it to little Jia to slap him, so as not to suffer twice.

Inspired by his niece, Wang Erlang was rubbing his knees excitedly just now, and immediately said: "Thirty dollars! Pay thirty dollars, and I will buy medicine!"

Wang Ge...Second uncle is still honest!

Yao: "I will pay, and I will pay now! What if outsiders see these injuries of Brother Cifu?"

She turned to Jia Concubine in fear: "Jun Gu, Jun Gu must think of a way. If the village neighbors see Brother Cifu's face hurt, who knows what nonsense they will spread, and then our royal family will be lost."

The face of the family."

Jia Lai angrily filmed the case: "Erlang has been scratched like a rake! How can you cover it up? You stupid woman, you only know how to be embarrassed! You only know how to disgrace your whole family!!"

Mr. Yao lowered his head and sobbed.

Wang Erlang was either farming or going to the wild mountains to cut bamboo. No matter how low his straw hat was, the injuries on his face were still known to the village neighbors. However, none of the family members complained, and the village neighbors stopped joking for a few days. After all, everyone in the family

It's a stumbling life.

In June, when the crops were growing, the weather was a bit abnormal and obviously not as hot as last year. Wang Weng's waist disease was completely cured. Returning to the slope fields, Yao and Xiao Jia had fewer opportunities to be lazy.

The delivery date set by the seller was between the 15th and 20th of each month. Today, on the 13th, Wang Ge finally completed the third product, which was a window mat made of green and yellow bamboo strips cross-woven.

During dinner, Wang Shu said to Wang Ge: "Sister Cong, our village really needs to build roads."

Wang Ge was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Has it already started?"

"Yes." Wang Shu nodded happily. In front of his courtyard is the east-west road, and a hundred steps away is the north-south road. Once the road is repaired, he won't be afraid to go out on rainy days.

When it came to road construction, Wang He was the most excited and stopped quarreling with Wang Ge. He continued the topic: "You guys don't go out every day. I don't know, but many people came at once! They first measured the width of the road and dug canals on both sides.

Pile the excavated soil into piles of tall graves..."

Wang Erlang said "tsk" and interrupted: "Don't talk nonsense, that's a pile of dirt."

Wang He continued: "There are so many mounds! I heard people say that those who do the hard work of digging canals and mixing lime are called Lichenqiu, and they are all prisoners. Only those who drive carts and instruct people to work are rural soldiers.

It would be great if I could also be a local soldier, tsk tsk, it’s so majestic.”

No one will take Wang He's wish seriously.

In the Jin Dynasty, rural soldiers must be children of military households, which is not the same household registration as self-cultivated farmers. Military households are hereditary systems, and their descendants only perform military service and do not perform additional service. The court allocates a small amount of cultivated land to military households.

Pay land rent.

This military system was improved during the Cheng Emperor period. It is neither the harsh "world military system" in the history of the Jin Dynasty, nor the "mansion military system" that emerged in the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Instead, it combines the advantages of the two systems and discards the shortcomings.

Wang Ge sighed again, it would be great if Emperor Cheng lived longer.

When the children started talking, Mrs. Yao was requesting Jia Gu: "Silang Zhang's bride will return to Shatun tomorrow. I have something for her to take back to her parents' home. She left late. Can I go to Tianpo later tomorrow?"

"Okay." Jia Gui didn't take it seriously. Yao, a lazy woman, goes to the fields earlier or later, it makes no difference.

Mrs. Yao thought for a while and asked again: "How about I switch with A Ge tomorrow? Just another day, just in case Mr. Sun leaves at noon, it seems that I am deliberately lazy."

Jia Concubine: "You should discuss it with Age."

The fields are really busy, the green wheat is drying, the flax has been harvested, and the pods are cracked, and they need to be threshed every three days. The grass thatch shed for rain protection needs to be grassed and renovated. Once it is cloudy, the green wheat must be quickly removed.

He and Hu Ma moved under the thatch shed. Wang Ge knew all this, so when Yao mentioned it, she agreed.

The next day, Mr. Yao had a headache and swayed from side to side when walking. Wang Sanlang could only stay and take care of his bride, and then go to Tianpo after Mr. Yao got better.

When everyone went out, Jia Guo shook her head in disgust: "A lazy woman has many things to do!"

Wang Ge knew that Yao had this old problem of getting headaches when menstruation arrives. In fact, this is a symptom of dysmenorrhea.

Wang Yun chased him out: "Father, eldest mother, I also want to go with you. I want to see the road construction."

Of course Wang Weng agreed.

Wang Yun raised her little face and explained to Wang Ge: "My third uncle told me that he doesn't go out until noon. He just needs to look after his father and younger siblings."

"Okay, I got it." Wang Ge smiled and held Adi's little hand.

After walking for a while, an indescribable unpleasant smell gradually hit my nostrils. The smell became stronger the further west, and then I saw piles of earth, pots propped up, and simple huts, all densely packed.

Figures of people working were interspersed among the mounds of earth, pots and huts.

The servants digging the ditch were all sweating profusely, and it looked like they had started working before dawn.

There were donkey carts and mule carts lined up on the road, and it was so crowded that the villagers crossed the road and took a temporary narrow road that was opened up. All the people passing by looked at it and talked about it. The rural soldiers sometimes had to use this narrow road, so

He kept shouting and chasing people away.

Little A-yang kept her mouth half-open, and her eyes were not wide enough. Wang He squeezed next to Wang Ge, looking like "What do you think, what I said yesterday was right?"

Wang Ge was indeed shocked and stopped for a moment to observe.

The wok is actually a tripod without legs, and can also be called an ancient pot.

There are nine woks in total here, and each one is so huge that it can definitely hold a whole cow! The wok has two ears, and a very thick iron rod stands horizontally in the sky, with both ends supported on the temporary ladder wall. The iron rod is

The iron hooks hanging down on both sides hook the ears of the wok, and then it is hoisted up, and the flames roll underneath. There is a ladder on the outside of the ladder wall, and the inner wall is curved to prevent the flames from rolling up. The top of the ladder wall is flat, and at least four people can stand on it.

, Lichen climbed up on the ladder and stirred the black stuff in the wok with a big shovel. Every move was extremely laborious.

This job is much harder than digging ditches.

The village soldiers came to chase people away again. Wang Ge quickly dragged Ah Yin away and asked in surprise: "Father, what are they speculating on?"
Chapter completed!