After returning to the second master's house, Wang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and Wang Dalang stroked the top of his hair and asked, "What did you learn from this incident?"

"I learned from my sister's attentiveness. I only went to Ge's house once and knew that the family was lazy. I also learned that... the whole family should tell what they know and guard against it alone. It's better for us to

Let’s take precautions together.”

Wang Ge put his younger brother on his lap and said to his father: "You can't be short-minded if you are poor, and you can't be lazy if you come from a poor family. That family is too lazy to even pull out the weeds in the yard. Even if they become tenants, they can't grow anything for rent."

Come."

Wang Yun worriedly said: "Then what if she wants to marry her third uncle again?"

Wang Dalang smiled: "It's impossible."

Wang Ge said "Hmm", "If that family had fallen in love with the third uncle in the first place, maybe it would have happened. Now that we have been rejected by our eldest brother, how can two marriages come together in the same family? That would not disturb the family.

Huh? Big parents won’t respond.”

As Wang Ge said, the eldest mother rejected the matter, and Ge Concubine never asked anyone to speak to her again.

As soon as mid-autumn passes, the autumn temperature drops extremely quickly.

The straw huts in the township military camp in the west of the village were all built into thatched huts, and the servants and concubines also received straw mats to keep out the cold.

This year's case-to-household comparison was conducted. People in Jiashe Village did not have to rush to the township office, but went directly in front of the thatched hut at Linshui Pavilion in the township military camp to conduct household registration verification.

Nowadays, Huan Zhen, who is literate, can write, and writes very well, has finally shown his ambition among the rural soldiers, and Ren Suzhi no longer criticizes him much.

When Wang Ge's family came over, they checked faster than other families. Huan Zhen only changed everyone's age and added four words "white face" and "thick hands" to Wang Ge's facial features, leaving the rest unchanged.

"Wang Jiangtong," he called Wang Ge: "The township office asked us to inform you that the county has passed the craftsman examination quota. This is the certificate from the office. I have seen it. There is no problem. You can keep it."

"After saying that, he ignored Wang Ge's extended hand and handed the certificate to Wang Weng.

Wang Ge didn't pay attention to the young man's prank, and happily bowed to him to thank him, hugged his father tightly, and left beside his eldest parents.

Wang Yun had already learned a lot of rules and etiquette, bowed to Huan Zhen, and then pulled up her short legs to catch up with her sister and the others.

Huan Zhen sat back down at the table, poked the homemade eggshell tumbler next to him with his bald pen, and began to examine the next villager.

Two days later, it was the day when Huan Zhen taught Wang Yun how to study. When he came over, Wang Ge was making bamboo slips in the courtyard. Speaking of making bamboo slips, Wang Ge really didn't know before that the bamboo strips had to be baked on the fire to remove the moisture.

, then scrape off the green skin and polish the side close to the inner wall.

Huan Zhen told her that this process is called "history" or "finalization", which is more convenient for writing and easier to preserve and prevent moths.

Each room in the Wang family has only one window, which is built into the wall and has mullioned windows. The light transmission is extremely poor, making it impossible to study in the room for a long time. As the weather turns colder, Huan Zhen is sitting in the courtyard, with Wang Yun wearing cushions under his legs.

They got off the mattress, but after a while, both of them still started to sniffle.

After Wang Peng finished feeding the chickens, he looked at his younger brother with envy when he returned to the main house. He was not as sleepy as usual. He simply sat on the doorstep, sometimes watching his younger sister peeling bamboo, and sometimes listening to his younger brother reciting books.

The eldest father had warned the family not to get close to his younger brother when he was studying, let alone disturb him. Wang Peng could be obedient and did not think his elder parents were partial, but the child could not hold back the envy, grievance, and self-pity in his heart.

Woolen cloth?

When Wang Ge came over to take a look at her father, the first thing she saw was Wang Peng wiping tears silently, her face chapped by the wind. She ignored the child for the time being and went into the back room, where her father was groping for the bamboo slips she had made.

Hemp rope compilation.

The bamboo slips are all one foot long and can be braided with three ropes.

"Tiger treasure?" Wang Dalang heard the movement and asked quietly.

"Father, are you cold?"

"I'm not cold, look at Aai, she just fell asleep."

Wang Ge had already taken a look and found that the quilt was well covered. "Aai is fine."

After saying that, she went to the door again, brought Wang Peng in, and whispered to him: "Look at your uncle, look at me, we don't even have the chance to study with Hu Tou. Is it because we can't live like this?"

Wang Peng wiped away tears: "I also want to know how to write my name."

"So you can figure out how to write if you keep crying?"

When Wang Peng heard this, he felt even more aggrieved. He hugged Wang Dalang and complained: "Uncle, my sister doesn't love me."

Wang Dalang patted him and coaxed him.

Wang Ge glanced at Wang Ai, who was not woken up, and continued in a low voice with confidence: "If Sister Cong didn't love you, would she have pulled you into the house to cry? You look chapped. Apeng, do you want to know how to read?

It’s a good thing, this alone makes it better than those kids who just want to play in the mud.”

"Huh? Really, really?" Wang Peng asked twitchingly.

"Really. What you are thinking about right now is called ambition. Anyone who wants to study and be literate must first have ambition. Then he must not be afraid of hardship. You cannot pretend that you are not afraid of hardship, but you must do it so that your eldest father and eldest mother will feel that you are not afraid of hardship.

You are really not afraid of hardship."

"What, what next?"

"You can then read and write."

"Ah?" Wang Peng was surprised and quickly covered his mouth again, continuing to sob and ask: "So easy? Then how, how can I make my eldest parents feel that I am not afraid of hardship?"

"Get up early every day to empty the urinal and clean the house; take good care of my sister so that your father can worry less; go to the main house to clean more often and give your parents a shoulder and a pat on their backs; when eating, your elders will eat you first and then eat, and you can't eat after eating.

Go back to the house immediately, and you have to clear the table with Hutou; then you have to dig through the sheep manure, clean the courtyard and the hut every day, and you can't just feed the chickens."

The more Wang Peng listened, the more frightened he became, his brows knitted together, and finally he waved his hands quickly: "Sister Cong, uncle, I don't want to learn my own name anymore. I just know that my name is Wang Peng." He grabbed the window lattice and looked out, and saw Na Huan.

Lang Jun slapped Wang Xuan's palm with a bamboo ruler. He immediately shuddered and thought to himself: "Studying is so scary. My disciple is so pitiful."

In September, every household begins to collect reeds to prepare for the cold weather.

Wang Ge was about to leave home. He first replaced the reeds in his parents' and father's old cotton-padded clothes with new ones, and then sewed two more replacements for Hu Tou. Then after thinking about it, he sewed them for Huan Langjun too.

Wearing a cotton-padded jacket, he told Hu Tou that if Mr. Huan Lang had cotton-padded jackets, he would not need to give him a cotton-padded jacket, and he would not tell anyone about it.

In the past, the landowner's house in Zhejia had too little wool, so she mixed the wool with reed catkins and made new pairs of cotton shoes for each of her eldest parents.

As for herself, the pleats of last year's cotton trousers and the crotch of the cotton crotch were too small, so she used some scraps of cloth to piece together and filled the reed batting thickly. She also made two extra pairs of knee pads and a double-layered Gebu headscarf.

During the craftsmanship exam, there was a rule "no going to the toilet". She hesitated whether to sew a diaper because the colder the weather, the more suffocated people tend to be.

In this way, while preparing and waiting, the day of departure finally came, which was also the time when the land rent was collected every year. It was a coincidence that no one had been to the county town at all in the past half month. Wang Zhu was there to ask Zhang Cai.

Wang Sanlang hurried to Shatun when his mother's mother's family sent a message saying that she had caught a cold and wanted to come back.

In this situation, even if Wang Ge stayed at home and was too busy, she would not let her second uncle see her off again. She packed her bags and went out alone again, waving goodbye to her eldest parents, her father, Hu Tou, and her second uncle.

In addition to family members, there are also busy road builders, bustling livestock carts, and the deafening sound of pounding the ground.

A new road has been built right in front of my house.

The corners of her eyes were moist, and she stepped forward. Ahead was the craftsman's road that belonged to her, Wang Ge, and Wang Nanxing! It will be the same road when she returns!
Chapter completed!