It was late at night, and people still walked on the dirt road at the entrance of Xipo Village from time to time, including villagers returning home late at night and traders coming from afar.
Not long after the first few traveling vendors passed by, another bullock cart slowly drove up from behind.
An old man was sitting in the cart, and a young man was walking in front of the cart.
"Aye, you've been sitting there for so long, it's time for me to take the seat instead."
The young man in front of the car complained.
The father and son came from a village on the other side of Lishi County.
They went out before dawn today and walked until now, almost arriving at Xipo Village.
Being able to have a bullock cart meant that the family was well off, but the two of them felt sorry for their old bull and didn't want them to sit in the cart at the same time, so they agreed to take turns to sit in the cart.
As a result, they all treated me as their father all the way here.
He sits a lot, and his son mostly walks.
"We're almost there in just a moment."
His father, sitting steadily in the car, said, "The bright light you see in front of you is Luo Sanlang from Xipo Village who is studying."
"Aye, I am your biological child," his son said suddenly.
"If your mother-in-law hears this, I'll see if she doesn't break your legs."
The old man laughed and cursed.
When the old man was fighting in the north, he had a broken leg.
Fortunately, he met a good doctor and the leg was saved.
At least he didn't become a cripple.
He only suffered some root causes of the disease.
In such a cold day, the injury The leg bone hurts slightly.
He rarely talks about this at home, and the younger ones don't know much about it.
The eldest son and eldest daughter know a little bit about it, but the third child is a blind person.
No one told him, and he didn't notice it at all.
Along the way, they even fought for a ride with him.
The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the faint light in front of him, looked at other people's Saburo, and then looked at his own silly son.
Alas, I have to throw it away when comparing goods.
In the Luo Family Courtyard, someone else's Saburo was wrapped in a quilt and holding an aluminum lunch box.
He was shouting in his heart that he had sinned and was stuffing beef fried noodles into his mouth.
In the past, when Luo Yong was traveling around the country, if he saw something delicious somewhere, he would buy a few more and save them.
The space he had was much more useful than a refrigerator.
He could put hot food in it, no matter what.
How long had passed, it was still piping hot when I took it out.
After eating a few big bites of beef fried noodles, my taste buds that had been dormant all day were finally more than half alive.
For a good young man of the 21st century who was born under the red flag and grew up in New China, the food of the ancients was really too hard to swallow.
Luo Yong took out pairs of second-hand books from the space and read them while eating noodles.
Things like soy sauce and bean paste are too slow to make, and the fermented bean curd market is still in the process of opening up.
If you can’t rush this kind of thing, let’s see if there are other ways to make money.
Unfortunately, the second-hand books I bought back from the university town were too professional and I couldn't find any that were readily available.
What about engineering mechanics, what about advanced mathematics, what about College English Volume X, what about the principles of computer composition, what about biochemistry and molecular biology I went through this pile of books and didn't find anything useful, so I put them away, took out another pile from the space, and started flipping through it.
I found a book on soil science, which seemed to be useful, so I put it aside and flipped through it again.
A gust of cold wind blew through and closed the half-opened window.
Luo Yong quickly walked over and opened it a little to allow the room to continue to ventilate.
Worried that the oil lamp would be blown out, he pushed it into the corner again.
It was not easy to eat alone.
He was worried that if he ate with the doors and windows closed, the smell would not dissipate when he got up in the morning.
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It would be troublesome if Er Niang and the others smelled it, as well as the little ones down there.
Yes, it's easy to match the noses one by one.
Luo Yong also wanted to improve the food for them as soon as possible.
There were a lot of good things in his space, but he couldn't directly take them out for them to eat.
He couldn't explain the reason and it added risks.
After finishing a portion of beef fried noodles, Luo Yong took out another pancake and ate it.
The pancake was also hot, crispy and the sauce was particularly fragrant.
The more he ate, the more guilty Luo Yong felt.
No, he must let the kids next door enjoy the hot and spicy food with him as soon as possible.
In the middle of the night, a group of villagers who were going to the city to sell tofu passed by not far from the wall of Luo Family Courtyard.
Seeing that there seemed to be a light inside the wall, everyone said, "It's already this time, and Sanlang is still studying."
Scenes like this can often be seen.
Villagers say that Luo Sanlang is really a diligent scholar.
Luo Sanlang stayed up all night to study for two or three days, and finally he found a very practical technology that they urgently needed.
This was what he dug out from a bunch of web pages saved in a smartphone.
If it weren't for the fact that there was nothing that could be used in those second-hand books, Luo Yong would not be willing to touch the electronic products in the space.
Although there is no consumption as long as it is placed in the space, it will definitely run out of power when taken out.
The power is limited, so use it less once.
Putting the phone back into the space, Luo Yong thought about what he had just read again.
He was not reassured, fearing that he would forget it again when he fell asleep, so he took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, drew two sketches, and placed them next to him.
Note a few things that need attention, and then sleep peacefully.
After breakfast the next day, Luo Yong called his helper Qiao Junlin and went out to dig soil together.
The two mothers, four mothers and five sons also wanted to go, but Luo Yong didn't let him go.
It was freezing and snowy. , it was also very cold to take a bath, and Er Niang had to wash a bunch of clothes for them after they finished.
Luo Yong and the two took hoes and dustpans to a red mud slope outside the village.
The red mud on this slope is very sticky.
People in Xipo Village build walls and build mud houses.
Most of them dig mud from here.
The last time I went back to the Luo family to build the yard, the mud was dug from here.
At this moment, the slope is covered with a thick layer of snow, and the soil under the snow layer is also frozen hard.
The north wind has blown in the past two days, and everything is frozen.
The dirt road we just walked on is also frozen. , but it would save the two of them from stepping on mud.
Two teenage boys were digging soil together on the slope.
The Luo family only had one hoe.
Luo Yong wielded the hoe and Qiao Junlin wielded the sickle.
The two of them worked hard for a while, but they still couldn't dig out two dustpans of soil.
It was not until later that Lin Wulang heard that they were digging soil here and came over with a hoe to help, that the efficiency improved.
It turned out that just now when Lin Wulang and Aunt Luo were sweeping the yard, they heard a familiar sound coming from outside.
Aunt Luo looked over and saw that it was Luo Siniang and Luo Wulang who were running wildly with a group of children in the village.
The paparazzi also ran behind him.
The two siblings have been eating well every day recently and have become very energetic.
How can children of this age not like to play.
"Four Niangs and Wulangs, why don't you help your brothers and sisters at home and run around all day long?"
Aunt Luo called to stop the two of them.
"Brother and Qiao Dalang went out to dig soil and didn't ask us to follow them.
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Sister said that there was nothing going on at home and asked us to come out and play for a while."
Luo Siniang said with a smile.
"What did Sanlang and the others dig up the soil for?"
Lin Wulang also left the yard at this time.
"I don't know."
Luo Siniang shook her head.
Lin Wulang thought for a while and realized that there was nothing wrong, so he carried a hoe and two dustpans and went over to help.
Lin Wulang had a very good impression of his brother-in-law.
Although Aunt Luo is a married woman, the Luo family's recipe for making tofu has not been hidden from her.
If they want to make tofu themselves, they can make it at any time.
For this matter, the two houses above had some thoughts, mainly because their two sisters-in-law wanted to give this recipe to their natal family.
But Aunt Luo refused to agree to this.
If she really wanted to do this, she would probably offend the entire Xipo Village.
Father Lin and Mother Lin also mean the same thing.
If they want to gain a foothold in Xipo Village, they must stand in the same camp as the villagers.
Although the two rooms above were still unwilling to give up, there was nothing they could do.
Lin Wulang also knew that he was not as smart as the two brothers above him, and he was not as fond of Ye Niang as the younger brother below him.
Only the marriage that Aye had chosen for him was really good, and he was happy to help the Luo family if anything happened.
"Sanlang, what are you doing digging on this cold day?"
Lin Wulang walked out of the village along the dirt road and walked towards the dirt slope where the villagers used to dig dirt.
From a distance, he saw the two of them working on the slope.
"Brother-in-law is here."
Seeing Lin Wulang, Luo Yong also looked happy.
He knew that although the Lin family was rich, the men in the family still had to work in the fields.
The eldest son of the Lin family, Erlang and Wulang, were all good at work.
Even Lin Liulang, Lin's mother's beloved son, had to pick up a hoe during the busy farming season.
Pretending to be on the ground.
People who often do farm work are different.
Wulang dug a dustpan of yellow mud from the slope with his hoe these few times, which was much neater than the other two.
After returning to the courtyard, Luo Yong told Lin Wulang his idea for the fire kang, and also showed him the earthen paper.
As for where this thing came from, it was naturally his own idea, and he couldn't always do everything.
They all blame Hongshang.
Lin Wulang was surprised to hear this.
He had nothing to do recently, so he and Luo Yong set up a fire bed together.
The first fire bed was located in the thatched hut next to the gate of Luo's courtyard.
In the next few days, Lin Wulang and Luo Yong were very busy making adobe fire pits together.
For this matter, Lin Erlang also told his mother: "Lao Wu always runs to the Luo family all day long, and he also takes his own molds to the Luo family for use."
In the end, he was scolded by his mother: "Just take care of yourself.
You don't care what Lao Wu does.
Just use the blank mold and use it.
It's not like you won't take it back."
Speaking of the Lin family.
Father Lin and Mother Lin originally had six children, but now there are only five left.
Father Lin also hopes that there will be a scholar in the family.
When he chose the names, he also arranged them one by one according to the Book of Changes, Poems, Rites, Music, Spring and Autumn Period.
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The eldest son, Lin Xingyi, has been married for a long time and has two sons.
The second son, Lin Xingshu, only has one daughter.
The third wife, Lin Shier, has been married for more than three years and just had a son last year.
Father Lin and mother Lin are very fond of their grandson.
In the early years of Silang Let’s not talk about it anymore, Wulang is Luo Sanlang’s brother-in-law, he is nineteen this year, his name is Lin Xingle, and the youngest one below is called Lin Chunqiu.
Although Mother Lin is partial, she is not confused.
Wulang is also her son.
Even if she doesn't think much of him, she still hopes for the best for him.
There has been a lot of commotion in Luojia Sanlang recently, and he seems to be a man who can stand out.
At this time, she naturally hopes that her son can have more contact with him.
Anyway, in this winter, there is not much work in the fields, and he is idle at home. .
Two days later, Lin Xingle not only brought back his own blank molds, but also brought back a cart of stripped adobe bricks, saying that he wanted to make a fire bed for Lin's father and Lin's mother.
He also said that the fire kang is a good thing.
Several houses in the Luo family are built.
When cooking, the hot water can be heated for a long time.
The house is warm day and night.
Old Mrs.
Lin heard what he said was so exciting that she didn't believe it, so she said no, it was too much trouble.
She held the stove every day and didn't feel cold.
So Lin Wulang had to make one in his house first.
With those made adobes, it was much faster to set up the fire bed.
He and Luo Yong had made several sets before, and he also had experience.
He didn't need help from others.
After tinkering and clanging in my room for a long time, I finally made a fire pit.
Let the plate dry on the heated kang, then put it on a low fire and slowly bake it.
When it is almost done, spread a straw mat on top, and once you sit on it, you will never come down again.
When Mother Lin came back for the first time, she sat on the kang for most of the day.
From then on, she came here every day, and she kept asking: "When will Wu Lang come back?"
Her silly son heard that his mother didn't like the fire kang, so he took it seriously.
He set up the kang in his house and went to the county town with Luo Sanlang the next day.
He heard that there was a town where Luo's family bought fermented bean curd.
The local people saw the fire kang in his house and thought it was very good, so they asked Luo Sanlang to help him make some.
"I asked someone to come back with a letter, but someone else asked them to go to Pan Kang and come back later."
That day, Lin's mother asked Wu Lang again when he would come back.
Aunt Luo found it a little funny.
This old lady is now I actually miss Wulang so much.
"Oh, it's almost the New Year's Eve, and you don't feel bad either."
Mother Luo sighed.
"Then I'll ask Er Niang and the others."
Aunt Luo put down the twine she was twisting.
"Go."
The old lady waved her hand.
Aunt Luo went there now.
There was also a fire kang in the Luo family, and she was also happy to stay with Er Niang and the others.
Lin Wulang was not at home, and she was very bored staying alone in the large courtyard of the Lin family.
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She had nowhere to talk to the two sisters-in-law.
Not long after Aunt Luo left the yard, Father Lin wandered into the house.
"Come up and warm your legs."
Mother Lin greeted him.
"I won't get up."
The kang where his daughter-in-law had slept was not suitable for him as an old man to climb up.
Mr.
Lin didn't want to get on the kang, so he sat on the edge of the kang and said, "Oh, it's really warm here."
"You don't know, even your toes will be warm if you stay up here."
Mother Lin said to him.
In their day, there were no particularly warm shoes and socks.
It was inevitable that the feet would get cold in winter.
They would just wear straw sandals when going out.
Those with better conditions would wear extra pairs of linen socks.
They would keep freezing for decades.
My legs and feet are getting worse as I get older, so being warmed up by the heat on the kang is so wonderful.
"When will Wulang come back?"
the old man also asked.
"Who knows."
The old lady paused, then hummed: "That's what I said at the time, but he took it seriously.
If it weren't for the kid Lao Wu, if it were anyone else, I would have thought he meant it."
"How could Wulang do that?"
The old man waved his hand and told her not to think about it.
In Lishi County, the Panhuo Kang construction team led by Luo Sanlang is in full swing in the great cause of improving the winter life of the people of the Tang Dynasty.
This originally deserted county has been particularly lively these days, with porters carrying yellow mud loads walking through the streets.
In Lishi County, a load of yellow mud can be exchanged for one liter of rice these days.
Such good things have never happened before, and those families who are short of food are even more desperate at this time. gd1806102: