The next day, after breakfast, Shen Xingluo went to the Shen clan's hometown.
The remaining two people in the Shen family were also quite busy. Shen Xingqi moved out the old bedding and took advantage of the sun to dry it. Cheng Xi was writing and drawing on the paper with a ruler.
There was no embarrassing scene last night as she expected.
It was because the two of them were so busy planning the yard that they lost track of time. By the time they finished discussing the winter matters, it was already late at night, and they were so sleepy that they yawned.
Cheng Xi felt emotional when she thought of the notes we had made together last night.
"I thought I was well prepared, but I didn't expect there was someone else."
Is Shen Xingluo really just an 18-year-old boy?
Since she traveled through time, it didn't mean that others wouldn't have adventures. Cheng Xi had a vague guess in her mind, but the two appearances of wild boar meat that could enhance internal strength made her unsure.
Could it be that he was not reborn, but passed through some immortal cultivation plane?
But the cheap husband is very familiar with the current situation, and his love for Xingqi cannot be fake...
Cheng Xi pulled out a handful of hair again and subconsciously left a big "?" on the paper.
The morning in Shenjia Village is quite lively and full of fireworks.
Cheng Xi could hear the sounds of children playing from the neighbors while sitting in the room, accompanied by the screams of chickens and ducks from time to time, and even the participation of domestic pigs and cattle.
This small farmhouse is on the northernmost side of the village, fifty meters away from the nearest neighbor. A few hundred meters to the north is Shennong Mountain, which covers an extremely large area and is a natural barrier.
It was precisely because of the unique geographical environment that they came back last night without disturbing other people in the village.
Cheng Xi was very satisfied with this, at least the privacy was much better than in Fucheng.
"I'm afraid the kid next door won't cry anymore."
Little did he know that the door of the small courtyard was reopened, allowing other families in the village to take a look.
"Shuanzi's family, look if there is anyone in the yard over there?"
"Huh? It's true! Could it be that Mr. Xiu Cai is back?"
"What scholar? I've heard people say that Xing Luo is taking the exam this time, and he is the master of the exam."
"Tsk - so what if I passed the Juren exam? Didn't my face get ruined? I can't take the exam again in the future!"
"That's better than us mud-legged people."
"Hey! You just see that Xing Luo is so good-looking and you still want to marry her off. Don't think I don't know."
"Hey, Shuanzi family, what are you talking about?!"
...
Shen Xingluo had no idea that their arrival would trigger a big fight between the housewives of the two families, and was now sitting in the home of the head of the Shen family to persuade them.
"Uncle Sixth, please make plans as soon as possible."
The old man in his 60s opposite had trembling hands and a solemn face.
"Xing Luo, are you sure there will be a snowstorm in winter?"
"Sixth uncle, you have seen more of the world than I do. Is it so cold at this time in previous years?"
"..."
The reason why the old people asked this question was not because they were unsure, but because they had a sense of luck. They would naturally have experienced catastrophes at their age.
It's just that in recent years, ordinary life has passed for a long time, and I have temporarily forgotten the tragedy of that year.
"Oh - God doesn't leave us a way to survive!"
The old man paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.
"Fortunately, there is still time. It is important to prepare food and warm clothes."
"I understand, let's open the ancestral hall to discuss."
The old man solemnly made up his mind and then raised his head to observe the hope of Shenjia Village.
"Your scar...oh, what a pity."
Shen Xingluo smiled bitterly, "Sixth Uncle, everyone has his own destiny. Now that the matter has come to this, it is more important to get through the current crisis first."
"Just think about it, maybe you will meet a miracle doctor in the future."
Although the old man said this, he felt regretful in his heart. The scar penetrated half of his face, and even the imperial physician in the palace was probably helpless.
The Shen family's hope of becoming an official in the court was probably ruined.
Shen Xingluo coughed weakly, and the bitter smile on his lips gradually disappeared when he left the courtyard of his sixth uncle's residence.
***
Within half a day, the news that Shen Xingluo brother and sister had moved back to the village spread throughout Shenjia Village.
Since the day the results were announced, members of the Shen family had visited Lin'an Mansion after suffering physical and mental trauma. Naturally, they couldn't hide the fact that Shen Xingluo's future was ruined.
Now that he has returned to the village, he has suddenly become the focus of gossip in the whole village.
However, this important point did not have time to make everyone sigh for too long. Something big happened in the Shen family ancestral hall that made everyone exclaim.
"Elder of the clan, where did you get this news? Could it be false?"
"That's right, Uncle Six. It's been a bit cold these past few days. How could there be a snowstorm?"
"I'm afraid the clan elder has been deceived. We haven't had snow disasters in the Yan Dynasty for many years."
"It must be the unscrupulous merchant from Lin'an Prefecture who wants us to buy food!"
"That's right, it hasn't snowed yet this year, how could there be a disaster?"
...
Half of the villagers in Shen Village have the surname Shen, and the remaining half have many surnames. The sixth uncle is the head of the Shen family and has great prestige, but it has little influence on people with other surnames.
Patriarch Shen coughed slightly and signaled everyone to be quiet.
"You all also know that this year is colder than usual. It is always better to put more food at home to be prepared. If you don't want to prepare, no one can stop you. It will just snow heavily when the time comes, so don't regret it."
The old man's majestic eyes passed over the villagers, making the Shen clan members tremble slightly.
"Everyone, tomorrow I will ask my son to go to Fucheng to buy food. If anyone wants to go, you can come with him. If you don't want to go, don't force me."
The clan leader left the situation in the hands of Li Zheng after leaving a message. He ignored the comments behind him and hurried home slowly with his hands behind his back, leaving everyone looking at each other.
"Let's buy food with the clan elders. What if it's true?"
"That's right, you have to eat food at all times. It doesn't matter if you buy more."
"Hey, you just sold the wheat in the field last month. You just got a sum of money and now you have to spend it?"
...
Most of the people who came to the ancestral hall for the meeting were men from their families. After discussion with the people around them, most of them wanted to stock up on food.
A few people didn't take it seriously, and there were hundreds of thousands of people scratching their heads in disbelief.
In the west of the village, Shen Xingluo returned home after discussing the matter with the mason. When he entered the house, he was completely distracted by the three-dimensional diagram on the table.
The rice paper is placed upright, and the slender and straight lines outline the bird's eye view of the entire courtyard.
I don’t know how his wife drew it. The farmyard seemed to be carved in proportion. The bricks and tiles of the house were clearly visible, and even the jujube tree in the yard looked very similar.
The only difference is that there are a few more fences in the yard and a few more columns of annotations next to them.
That was the plan they made after discussing it last night.
Although the handwriting is small, the writing is strong and strong. There is a touch of sharpness at the beginning and end of the writing, which penetrates the back of the paper. There is no gracefulness that a woman should have when writing.
There was an extra "?" in the lower right corner of the rice paper that he couldn't understand.
what is that?
