Chapter 218
Chapter 218
Victory in the search of the Surabaya coast, boundless scenery for a while.
When you know the east wind, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring.
Seventeen years of Voling, February twenty-three.
Huzhou Xiangxiu County.
Han Xiangbone, who was carrying a wooden stick and carrying a book box, and biting a green grass in his mouth, walked on the back of the earth dragon.
Turning a narrow corner, the road ahead is clear.
But I saw green mountains and green waters, hiding a small village.
The land is flat and the houses are beautiful.
Traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other.
“Finally, I will see people.”
A quarter of an hour later, Han Xianggu entered the village.
Under the century-old willows at the entrance of the village, there is a wooden sign with more than 100 Wei characters on it.
It probably means that in the autumn of the sixteenth year of Fuling, flooding occurred frequently in Chunzhu Prefecture, flooded fields, and the people fled with their families, resulting in a large loss of population in Chunzhu Prefecture.
After the New Year, the imperial court distributed two silver taels for disaster relief, allowing local officials under the jurisdiction of Chunzhu Prefecture to recruit the displaced people as soon as possible to start spring plowing.
“Young Lang, where are you from?”
Han Xiangguo was pondering at the wooden sign, when a voice suddenly sounded behind him.
The young man turned around, but saw an old man who was about the age of Hua Jia and had his hands in his hands.
“Grandpa, I’m from Qixia Mansion in Aquarius.”
Han Xiangbone arched his hand to the old man.
“Did you come to Huzhou to travel, or to visit relatives?”
“Travel.”
“You are so young, can the adults in the family rest assured?”
“My family is dead.”
The old man was stunned at first, and then sighed lightly, “Mourning.”
Han Xiangbone smiled and asked, “Grandpa, this wooden sign…” The
old man: “Recruit the displaced people.”
“Young Lang, since you are homeless, why don’t you settle in our Wenshui Village?”
“The government not only sends fields for free, but also has money for resettlement.”
Han Xiangbone groaned slightly and asked, “The settlement procedures are very troublesome, right?” The
old man smiled, “Recruit a displaced person, the Chunzhu Mansion will award one or two silvers, and the old man of the county official has never seen the positive in his life.”
“I can’t wait to dig my ancestors out of the coffin.”
“Young Lang, I am the village chief of Wenshui Village, as long as you nod, the old man will immediately let his son go to the county for a trip.”
Han Xiangbone gave his hand again, “In this way, I will be tired of the village chief’s grandfather.” ”
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Wenshui Village has a total of forty-six households, which is not very large.
Since there were no vacant houses in the village, the old village chief arranged Han Xiangbone in the village head Zhang’s house.
The Zhang family of three, the old lady who is over the age of Huajia lives alone in the ancestral house, and the son and daughter-in-law who are in the prime of life live in the newly built tile house three years ago.
In the east wing of the loess courtyard.
Han Xianggu is wiping the furniture with a towel.
In the sound of footsteps, the old lady of the Zhang family, whose back was like a rotten bow, came to the door with a crutch in one hand and a bowl of cane sugar water in the other.
“Kid, get thirsty along the way, drink some sugar water.”
Han Xiangbone hurriedly put down the towel cloth and took the open white porcelain bowl with both hands, “Thank you Grandma Zhang.” The
old lady opened her mouth without a tooth, “handsome, sweet mouth, daughter-in-law is not worried.”
Han Xiangbone smiled and drank the bowl full of cane sugar water, leaving not a drop left.
The old lady was very happy, and on her face like the bark of an old tree, joy was clearly visible in the ravines swimming happily.
“Child…” ”
Grandma Zhang, the kid’s surname is Han, his name is Taiping, you can just call me Taiping in the future.”
“Good.”
“Taiping, grandma is going out to cut the grass for the pigs, and will come back to cook for you when she is finished.”
Seeing the old lady with a crutch in one hand and a scythe in the other staggering away, Han Xiang’s bone sword frowned slightly.
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Before you know it, the sunset is dusk.
Yunshui Village is shrouded in a brilliant sunset.
Han Xiangbone, who cleaned and scrubbed the east wing room, sat on a small bench under the eaves, and squinted at the distant mountains.
Footsteps come from far and near.
A middle-aged man in a coarse linen shirt walked into the small courtyard of the Zhangjia family.
The man’s name is Guo Province, and he is the son of Guo Jinshi, the old village chief.
“Uncle Guo.”
Han Xiangbone greeted and took the new sickle and new hoe from the man’s hand.
“Taiping, bedding, bowls and chopstick seeds, we have them all at home, I’ll bring them to you later.”
“But the sickle and hoe are sloppy, and the new ones can only be used, and Uncle Guo bought them for you at his own discretion.”
“Spring ploughing will be carried out immediately, and you will rest for a few days.”
“Also, this is the resettlement fee of the official office, and after removing the sickle and hoe, there is still more than nine dollars left.”
The man stuffed a few pieces of broken silver into Han Xiangbone’s hand.
“Uncle Guo, the county is so far away, I can’t let you run for nothing.”
Han Xiangbone took two coins of broken silver, and the man waved his hand again and again, “You are alone, have no relatives and friends, how can I cheekly ask you for money?”
“Quickly put it away, there will be more places where you need to use silver money in the future.”
“Alas~”
Looking at the skinny teenager, the man couldn’t help but sigh.
“What’s Uncle Guo?”
The man clenched his fists and was unable to let go.
“Sow corn in March, harvest rice in September, and for most of the year, only rely on nine dollars of silver.”
“Taiping, the hard days are about to begin.”
Han Xiangbone: “It’s okay Uncle Guo, I can endure hardship.” The
man said indignantly: “I heard that the imperial court gave us a resettlement fee for the displaced people in Chunzhu Mansion, and one person is ten taels.” ”
The disaster relief silver was transported from the Wei capital to Huzhou, and was responsible for transporting the Beijing officials to strip three taels.”
“The officials of Chunzhu Mansion will exploit three or two more.”
“The officials of Xiangxiu County are three or two.”
“If it really falls into the hands of the victims, there are only one or two left.”
“In some villages, the village chief in charge of settling down has to exploit it.”
“That flung of bastards, parasites, beasts.”
“I really hope that a hero like Taizu can appear in our Wei Kingdom.”
“Whether it is a Beijing official or a local official, all officials who dare to be greedy and violate the law and fish and meat in the countryside will be sentenced to death by skinning.”
Han Xiangbone: “…”
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After days of hurrying, Han Xiangbone was really tired, and just after nightfall, he lay down on the wooden bed and slept.
“Taiping, wake up, it’s time for dinner.”
“Grandma Zhang.”
The sleepy-eyed Han Xiangbone sat up.
On the wooden table, there was already a small half-bowl of fried bacon, a bowl of three nests, and a bowl of cane sugar water.
“Taiping, hungry, eat quickly, eat and sleep.”
The old lady of the Zhang family looked loving.
“Okay, Grandma Zhang.”
After watching the old lady leave the room, Han Xiangbone came to the table, sat on the chair, picked up the chopsticks and gobbled it up.
At a chance glance, I saw a set of clean bedding, a linen coat, and a new pair of straw shoes on the red-painted wooden box.
Includes two napkins, a brass basin, and a jar of soap powder.
“Uncle Guo~”
Han Xiangbone smiled, only to feel that the nest in his hand was more fragrant than the white-faced steamed buns.
After eating all the fried bacon, eating all the nest heads, and drinking all the cane sugar water, Han Xiangbone walked out of the room holding the bowl and chopsticks.
When he reached the door of the stove house, Han Xiangbone’s footsteps suddenly froze.
Inside the stove house.
In front of the stovetop.
The old lady of the Zhang family held half a nest head in her hand.
Wipe the bottom of the pot, dip in some oil and water, and take a bite.
Take small bites and eat with relish.
An instant.
The young man’s heart that was as strong as iron and stone, for some reason, there was an unspeakable sourness.
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Ps: In the new January, the titles of five books have been decided, and the book test will be opened the day after tomorrow.
New January, ask for gifts, ask for love to generate electricity.
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An account can be cast three times a day.
Don’t seek rankings, focus on a casual relationship.
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