Digging pond

Changan was surprised. He looked at the boy in front of him and asked, "Do you know me?"

The boy nodded slightly.

Changan frowned and thought for a long time, then shook his head: "But I haven't seen you before?"

Young man: "My name is Lu Jingzhou. Have you met me now?"

Chang'an still shook his head, took a few steps back, turned around and called Baihuahua and Dahei to run away.

For some reason, she really disliked the name Lu Jingzhou.

Lu Jingzhou watched the little kid run away, and his anxious heart suddenly calmed down.

It doesn't matter, there is still a long way to go, as long as I know she is there.

He turned back to the mule cart and asked the driver to take all the boxes off the cart.

Entering the house, Lu Jingzhou chose the room with the most sunlight as his study.

"Erlang, I see there is no well in this household. Why don't we ask someone to dig one?"

Grandma Fang was the wet nurse of Lu Erlang and Lu Jingzhou. This time, she followed her young master to this remote place and actually had many questions in her mind.

But he is the master and is very opinionated. Even the master cannot control him, so it is even more difficult for him to say anything.

Lu Jingzhou nodded: "You decide."

"Okay, I'll go ask if there's anyone in the village who knows how to dig a well." Nanny Fang cleaned the kang in the room and laid out clean mats and bedding.

Nanny Fang's husband Feng Shan and the two coachmen brought in all the boxes and crates. They placed two book boxes on the kang and the rest on the floor.

After packing everything up, Lu Jingzhou took Nanny Fang and her husband to visit the village chief.

After asking about Lu Jingzhou's background, the clan leader was also surprised.

I didn't expect that a child from a noble family would live in this small village of mine. Even if he was a bastard's child, he was still a member of a noble family.

The child also said that he moved here in order to have a quiet study environment, which is thought-provoking.

Alas, I always heard that there are many dirty things in the aristocratic families. Maybe this young master is not tolerated by his stepmother?

Judging from the young master's expression and behavior, he must be very smart. If his stepbrother is not as good as him.

The clan leader laughed and said, "Don't worry, young master. The people in our village are kind and hospitable. You can stay here with peace of mind. If you need anything or need help, just say hello."

Lu Jingzhou bowed and said, "Thank you very much, Village Chief, for your kindness. I will trouble you in the future."

"Hey, what do you mean by bothering me or not? I'm afraid I will bother you in the future."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then Lu Jingzhou said goodbye and left.

The patriarch stroked his beard and watched him go away before returning home.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw his nine-year-old grandson Song Chengqi squatting in the yard playing with mud. Thinking of the young master who was so handsome and glorious, he couldn't help but get angry. He stepped forward and kicked him on the butt, shouting: "Look at you. You're playing with this thing during your day off. How old are you? Still playing with mud?"

Song Chengqi stood up, covered his buttocks and said aggrievedly: "Why did you kick me? Didn't you ask me to learn how to make money from Changan? Now you say I'm playing in the mud?"

The patriarch was choked by these words and was speechless for a moment.

"Hmph! Don't play in the mud anymore and read more books. Look how dirty you are. I really want to beat you to death!" The patriarch glared at his grandson for several times and went back to the house with his hands behind his back.

Song Chengqi pursed his lips and snorted in his heart.

I want to play, I want to play! Why should I do whatever you say? Humph! I won't listen!

Song Chengqi ran out of the house and knocked on Chang'an's door.

Wu came over to open the door and saw that it was Song Chengqi. She knew that he was here to look for Chonglou and Changan, so she let him in.

Changan and his uncle were learning to read in the house. When they saw Song Chengqi, they asked curiously, "You didn't go to school again?"

Song Chengqi said unhappily: "It's a day off today!"

After taking off his shoes and climbing onto the kang, Song Chengqi took a piece of clay and glanced at the book in Chang'an's hand: "Can you read the Three Character Classic?"

Changan nodded.

The most interesting parts of the Three Character Classic are the short stories, like "Once upon a time, Meng's mother chose neighbors carefully, and when her son refused to study, she broke the loom." and "Xiang Jiuling was able to warm the bed," and so on.

Unfortunately, our own mat was laid on the kang, and my aunt would heat the kang very hot early every night, so I didn't have to warm it myself.

Song Chengqi shrank his neck, feeling a little discouraged when he thought that he hadn't even finished learning the Thousand Character Classic.

Soon it was the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Song Sanshun went to Kaoshan Village to pick up his father-in-law and mother-in-law, and steamed buns with his wife.

First steam the buns stuffed with radish, then steam the red bean buns, steamed buns, rice cakes, etc.

After steaming them, Song Sanshun gave dozens of them to his father, and also gave him some cooked pork liver, sausages, and some vegetables and radishes.

Song Baqi's health gradually recovered, but his spirit became more and more listless, and he looked more than ten years older.

Especially when he saw that the house he had built with great effort became someone else's home, he felt sad and hated his step-wife even more.

I hope they will never come back in this life, otherwise he will never forgive them!

After the New Year, February arrived quickly.

At a time when green should have returned to the earth, there was not even a single wild vegetable in the fields, as they had all been dug up by the hungry villagers.

Song Sam-soon was very worried.

If it doesn't rain again, I'm afraid it will be bad.

Although his family has enough food and drink, the villagers who have formed a guarantor relationship with his family may not be able to hold on.

Once they fled famine, their families had to leave as well, otherwise they would be punished as well.

Song Sanshun's eyes fell on the several dragon king statues made by his little niece. He had an idea in his mind, but he didn't know if it would work.

Then, he found Song Laoliu and Song You and said, "I want to dig the pond at the entrance of the village a little deeper. Maybe water will come out of it."

Song Laoliu was puzzled: "How deep do we have to dig to get water?"

"Just dig out the silt inside and use it to fertilize the fields." Song Sanshun said vaguely, "Maybe there is water underneath."

Song You supported Song Sanshun without thinking: "Okay, we don't have anything to do now anyway, why don't we go clean up the pond so that we can store more water during the rainy season."

Song Laoliu scratched his head: "How long will it take for us to dig it out? Besides, the pond is not only owned by our village, but also by the neighboring Zuo Village and Huaishu Village."

Song Sanshun: "Of course, the three villages have to work together on this matter. I'll make a suggestion. If you all agree, let's go talk to the clan leader and have him talk to the village chiefs of the other two villages."

"Okay, the three villages will dig together and it will be done in a few days."

The three of them hit it off and went to find the clan leader immediately.

The clan leader did not object, but stood with his hands behind his back and went to discuss matters with the other two villagers.

Zuo Cuncun shook his head: "Why dig a pond for no reason? Are you going to provide food or something? Many families in our village don't have anything to eat, where would they get the energy to dig a pond? This is not right, I don't want to get involved in something that wastes people's time and money."

Huaishu Village Villager stroked his beard and said, "I have to go back and ask the villagers for their opinions on this matter. If they are willing to dig, I naturally have no objection."

What he meant was that if the villagers were unwilling, he would not force them.

Seeing the two's attitude, clan leader Song Jia was furious: "Well, if we dig out the water source, will the people in your village stop using the water there?"

The village chief of Zuo Village sneered: "You think you are digging a well? You can dig water from a pond? Tsk! What a fantasy!"

The head of Huaishu Village also thought that Song Jia was getting old and confused. "Brother Song, many families in our village have run out of food. They are so hungry that they have to sell their children. They really don't have the energy to do such hard work."