"Tianrui is a poor child. His birth was not smooth and he almost didn't survive. Those gossips in the village said that he was unlucky. They also said that one of the twins must be preserved so that the surviving one can be strong and healthy in the future. A meteoric rise.
But the second sister-in-law believed it so much that she even made up her mind to give Tianrui to her eldest brother who couldn't give birth to a son. If her mother hadn't stopped her, Tianrui would be another child now. "
Speaking of this, Lin Laosan was also full of anger: "Come on, if Tian Rui is really sent to the Zhao family, can his uncle treat him well? Let's see, the remaining ones in the Zhao family are just sitting on their hands. Fortunately, we are separated now. I should draw a clear line between the loaned rice and silver with this family, and I just ask that we don’t have any contact with each other in the future."
"That's ten taels of silver. How long will it take for our family to save ten taels of silver..." Ms. Zheng felt regretful but could do nothing.
Xiangyun, who was lying beside the bed and listening to the small talk, let out a long sigh, and the sound fell in Zheng's ears, which made him laugh out loud.
"A little person has so many worries every day. Ah Bao, these are things that adults worry about. Just be happy and carefree every day!"
Xiangyun didn't hear her mother's words. Her consciousness had already penetrated into the space, and she was rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find medicinal materials. She took whatever was valuable, ginseng, cordyceps, fritillary...
Unfortunately, most of the ginseng used in hospital pharmacies is garden ginseng, which is artificially cultivated ginseng, which can be harvested in 5 to 6 years.
However, in terms of medicinal value or rarity, it cannot be compared with the century-old wild ginseng. Its effects are much worse than those of wild ginseng. Several other herbs have similar problems, so the price is not high.
The problem is that this kind of medicinal material would never have appeared in this dynasty. What reason could she give for wanting to sell it?
Don't forget that the ginseng was not sold by then, and the shopkeeper first thought him a liar and arrested him.
If only she could find a way to cultivate ginseng.
After thinking about it, Xiangyun's little head fell asleep again. When he woke up the next day, his family went to open up wasteland again.
After several days of busy work, the wasteland was finally cleared on the Winter Clothes Day, and an additional ten acres were cleared aside, so that the Lin family would have forty acres of land.
The newly planted land cannot be planted yet. It needs to be fertilized with thick fertilizer before this land can become viable.
The Cold Food Festival is a traditional sacrificial festival. On this day, people will make sacrifices and burn offerings to commemorate their deceased relatives, which is called giving away cold clothes.
Households would burn their unworn cotton-padded clothes to prevent their ancestors who spent the winter underground from catching the cold. However, every household wore cotton-padded clothes all year round. The clothes were passed down from father to son, and from son to grandson until they were worn out. Only when it is no longer torn will the cotton be pulled out and stuffed into the quilt.
No one has extra money to burn cotton clothes for their ancestors, so most families just go through the motions and burn some unused fabrics, or go to the reed swamps to pull some reed flowers and stuff them into old clothes, and then carry them to the souls underground.
This is the first Cold Food Festival that the Lin family has celebrated in Lianhua Village, and the whole family takes it very seriously.
Mrs. Zheng cooked noodles and red bean rice early in the morning, and Mrs. Lin wiped and wiped her wife's burial place.
None of the Lin family brothers went to the fields today, and the boys were not allowed to go out and wander around.
"Today is the Ghost Festival, please stay at home and don't wander around, be careful of bumping into something bad."
Zhao Ruoxia warned her two sons and was busy folding yellow paper.
This is the second year after her father's death. Logically speaking, children should observe filial piety. She is a married woman, and now she has fled to a new village, so she can only do more filial piety by burning incense and worshiping.
The second elder Lin was also helping. Although he was not satisfied with the Zhao family, the second elder of the Zhao family treated him well back then.
It's a pity that the children are not living up to expectations, the elder brother-in-law is addicted to the bad habit of gambling, and the younger brother-in-law is lazy and lazy. Now he is almost twenty-five and has accomplished nothing. No girl is willing to marry him.
At that time, the drought hit, and their family ran away faster than the Lin family. Now they don't know where they are.
The yellow paper was thrown into the brazier and burned to ashes. Zhao's eyes were red. If her father was still here, he would definitely not let her suffer injustice in the Lin family.
Even if her two brothers are here, the family is connected by blood, and there will always be someone who can help her to take care of the Lin family.
As the smoke slowly rose into the sky, Mrs. Lin repeated the address of her new home over and over again, hoping that the ancestors underground would not go to the wrong place when they returned home.
"When our life gets better, we will still have to go back to Qinghe Village to pay homage to our ancestors' graves. The fallen leaves will return to their roots. I hope I can go back one day."
Boss Lin and others couldn't help but choked up and nodded repeatedly.
At this time, bursts of gong banging sounds suddenly came from outside the yard. This was a warning sound only when something big happened in the village.
The Lin family quickly put out the brazier, and the men swarmed out to see if they could be of any help. The women took their children into the house.
Until the sun went down, Lin Laoshan and Lin Laoer came back, but Lin Laosan was nowhere to be seen.
The two of them looked downcast as soon as they came back.
Mrs. Lin hurriedly asked: "What happened? Is it a bandit?"
Boss Lin shook his head: "No, the Cao family's tiger cub was abducted by the philanderers, and Shanwa, the son of the widow Qian in the village, was also abducted. We searched for most of the day, and half of the mountain was turned over. No one was found, and the third child was still on the mountain looking for the whereabouts of the child with the villagers. We were afraid that something might happen if there was no man in the family, so we came back first."
When the Lin family woman heard this, she immediately took a breath of cold air and hurriedly called the boy over and hugged her to her side.
Mrs. Zhang has received gifts from heaven with one hand and blessings from heaven with the other. No matter how strong she is on weekdays, when it comes to her children, it is a mother's nature to be worried and fearful.
Zhao Ruoxia hugged Tianji and was so scared that her body was shaking: "How dare they steal a child in broad daylight? These people are too courageous!"
Tianrui was also very scared and huddled in the corner, his little body trembling. Zheng looked distressed, touched his head, and walked to the middle of the adults holding hands.
Old Mrs. Lin sighed: "What a sin, these flower girls should have their ancestral graves dug up, their bodies pulled out and whipped!"
Boss Lin also had an angry look on his face: "Sister-in-law of the Cao family cried so hard that her eyes went blind. She blamed herself. She said that there had been a riot in the village some time ago. A boy was lost at that time. Everyone in the village thought that those people I didn’t dare to commit another crime in the same place. I didn’t expect that in less than two months, they would come again!”
"It's definitely going to be uneventful tonight, so don't sleep separately. The men take turns keeping watch, and the children sleep together."
After Mrs. Lin finished speaking, each room started moving one after another and gathered together in the largest inverted room. The children slept on the bed, and the adults either made beds on the floor or slept on tables and chairs.
Anyway, I didn't sleep well.
Near dawn, the clanging of gongs and drums sounded again, and the Lin family was almost awakened, thinking that the flower-shooters were here again.
