In the early years, the Lu family was a second-class household in Xiaodong Village. Later, when they joined the government office, Nuo Da's family fortune was wiped out. Now the whole family only lives on a dozen acres of farmland.
This happened, but no one sympathized.
Just because the Lu family's reputation is so bad, even though they are now in decline, they still bully other people in the village because of the large number of males in the family.
During the farming season, the four brothers would stand guard at the mouth of the river and at the edge of the fields with hoes. They had to follow his family first, otherwise they would be beaten and scolded.
Lu Laosi had the worst reputation among the four brothers. He was always sneaking around and teasing widows.
The Lu family lives in the east of the village, with four thatched houses connected together.
In the yard, three children of about seven or eight years old were playing with a native dog.
Seeing Han Zhen, the three children suddenly showed fear. One of the oldest children stumbled and asked: "Han Er... what are you doing here?"
Han Zhen asked coldly: "Where is Mr. Lu?"
"Four...Uncle Four is sleeping in the house."
Hearing this, Han Zhen walked straight towards the thatched house on the far left.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the three children ran away.
As he ran towards the field, he shouted: "Dad, it's bad, my fourth uncle was beaten!"
As soon as he entered the house, a sour smell immediately hit his nostrils.
Han Zhen frowned and walked into the back room. He saw Mr. Lu lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.
Taking a step forward, Han Zhen grabbed Lu Laosi by the collar of his clothes and dragged him off the bed like a chicken.
Lu Laosi woke up from his sleep, his mind was confused and he didn't understand what happened.
By the time he came to his senses, he had been dragged into the yard by Han Zhen.
Before he could speak, he saw a slap coming.
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At this time, it was evening, and all the villagers had finished their farm work and were going home with their hoes.
The shouts of the three children immediately aroused everyone's curiosity, and they all ran to Lu's house and gathered around the yard to watch the fun.
In the yard, Mr. Lu didn’t know how many times he was slapped.
His face was swollen as if he had stuffed two steamed buns, and his mouth and nose were bleeding. He knelt on the ground and cried for mercy: "Han Er, I was wrong, I was wrong. I don't dare to do it anymore. Please forgive me." Just once."
At this time, someone outside the yard couldn't help but ask: "Han Er, what happened?"
Han Zhen turned his head and said loudly: "So that everyone knows, this guy knocked on my door two nights ago and harassed my sister-in-law."
"It's time to hit!"
"Deserve it!"
"Okay, good fight!"
On weekdays, these villagers are often bullied by the Lu brothers, and they dare not speak out when they are angry.
At this moment, seeing Han Zhen beating Lu Laosi violently, everyone felt extremely happy and cheered.
"Who dares to hit my fourth brother!"
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
At this moment, the crowd of onlookers was pushed away, and the three Lu brothers rushed into the yard with hoes in hand.
But when they saw Han Zhen, their arrogance immediately dissipated.
The hoe that was originally raised gradually fell down.
The eldest son of the Lu family swallowed his saliva and said with a stern expression, "Han...Han Er, why did you hit my fourth brother?"
"What, you want to help him?"
Han Zhen took a step forward, and the tiger on his chest seemed to jump out and bite people.
The boss of the Lu family was startled and hurriedly backed away, almost tripping over the second Lu behind him. His embarrassed appearance made the villagers burst into laughter.
The roar of laughter behind him made Boss Lu angry and irritable, but he really couldn't muster the courage in front of Han Zhen, so he could only shout: "Han Er, you hit someone for no reason. I'm going to find the chief and report to the officer to arrest you!"
Who would have thought that the chief was in the crowd and said, "Da Lu, Mr. Lu made a mistake first and shouldn't have harassed Mr. Han and Zhang at night."
Boss Lu immediately shut up.
In the countryside, the word "reason" is very important. Whoever holds the "reason" will be more arrogant during a quarrel.
The head of the village didn't want to make things worse, so he began to act as a peacemaker and advised: "Han Er, just teach him a lesson. Don't let anyone die."
Han Zhen ignored Mr. Lu, lifted Mr. Lu in the air by the collar of his clothes, and punched him in the stomach.
Han Zhen only used one point of force in this punch.
Otherwise, if he punched with all his strength, Lu Laosi would definitely die on the spot due to his thin physique.
Fights in the countryside were commonplace, but the government ignored them and left them to the head of the village to deal with them.
But if someone is killed, the nature is completely different.
But even if he exerted only a small amount of strength, Lu Laosi felt uncomfortable. He only felt an overwhelming pain in his stomach, and he lay on the ground vomiting uncontrollably.
Han Zhen said coldly: "Today I will teach you a lesson. Next time, I will break your dog's legs!"
After that, he walked away.
Seeing that there was no excitement to be seen, the onlookers dispersed in droves.
Mr. Lu stepped forward to help Mr. Lu and sighed: "There are many widows in the village. Why do you have to provoke their families?"
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Returning to her yard, Han Zhang immediately came forward to greet her.
Facing the other party's concerned eyes, Han Zhen chuckled and said, "Sister-in-law is relieved, I just taught Mr. Lu a lesson."
Mrs. Han Zhang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "Uncle, wait a minute, the food will be ready soon."
In Xiaodong Village, every household lit up with smoke.
The Northern Song Dynasty was a dynasty that connected the past and the following. It was during this period that three meals a day appeared.
But after all, only a handful of people can afford three meals. The vast majority of ordinary people still maintain the habit of two meals.
One meal in the morning and one meal in the evening.
Even if it is as prosperous as Tokyo, restaurants in the city are not open at noon and only sell breakfast and dinner. Even if some restaurants are open at noon, they are not selling meals, but preserved fruit snacks, which are not considered meals.
Not long after, Mrs. Han Zhang had cooked the rice.
Dinner is wheat rice and a plate of steamed crucian carp.
Wheat rice is now the staple food of northern people. It is steamed with various grains such as wheat, soybeans, sorghum and wild vegetables.
The appearance looks okay, but as for the texture and taste...
From a modern perspective, Han Zhen can only say that he won’t eat even dogs.
But at this moment, he was holding the bowl and wolfing down the food.
I can’t help it, I’m hungry!
Who can withstand two meals a day?
In particular, Han Zhen was strong and physically stronger than others. Even if he lay still for a whole day, his body would consume more energy than an ordinary person doing farm work for a day.
Halfway through eating, Han Zhen couldn't help but stop.
Eating only grains and wild vegetables is not enough. After half a bowl, you will not feel full at all. On the contrary, the more you eat, the hungrier you get.
It is estimated that this bowl of wheat rice will be digested in less than an hour.
As for the three crucian carps, they were just delicious and didn't have much meat at all.
In some places, crucian carp is called crucian carp, which means that crucian carp has no meat and is just an empty shell.
For a moment, he couldn't help but think of Liu Yong's money-making proposal in the afternoon...
When Mrs. Han Zhang saw him stop, she asked cautiously: "Uncle, but the food is not to your taste?"
Han Zhen smiled and said: "The food cooked by my sister-in-law is very delicious, but I just thought about something."
"Uncle, eat more."
As Han Zhang spoke, he put the belly of the fish into his bowl and ate the head silently.
Seeing this scene, Han Zhen said: "Sister-in-law, if you have someone you like, just remarry."
Han Zhang's life was very difficult. She lived alone in the village, tending to a few acres of dry land, and it was difficult to make ends meet.
If it weren't for Han Zhen's help, I might not even be able to afford it.
The atmosphere in the Northern Song Dynasty was open, and it was common for widows to remarry. Women's observance of festivals only happened after Cheng Zhu Neo-Confucianism in the Southern Song Dynasty.
Moreover, Han Zhen was originally a time traveler, and he always had the concepts of future generations in his mind.
Snap!
However, Mrs. Han and Zhang felt as if they were struck by thunder. She dropped the chopsticks in her hands and tears welled up in her eyes: "Uncle, do you think I don't follow the rules of women?"
"Don't think too much."
Han Zhen waved his hands quickly and explained: "My sister-in-law is very good, but my eldest brother is unlucky. I just saw that my sister-in-law is living a miserable life alone. It might be better if she remarries."
Hearing this, Mrs. Han Zhang felt better and said in a resentful tone: "Uncle, don't talk about remarriage anymore, I don't have that intention. Besides, no good family would dare to marry such an ominous person like me. "
Han Da died less than a year after marrying his wife. Due to Han Zhen's reputation, although people in the village did not dare to say anything openly, they secretly talked about Han and Zhang's fate.
In ancient times, once a woman had the name of Kev, it would be extremely difficult for her to get married.
Although Han Zhen knew that this was feudal superstition, he could not stand the current trend.
Since Mrs. Han and Zhang said so, the matter of remarriage will end here and Han Zhen will not mention it again.
