Compared to the refugees, Guanghua Village is happy.
They don't have to worry about food shortages and their children can earn a lot of money in the village's workshops.
For them, such a life is paradise.
The autumn morning is already a bit chilly.
When the morning sun rises slowly, the small village of Guanghua Village has already become lively, with the sound of bugles carrying goods in the workshop, the sound of children reading in the school, and the sound of Yang.
The noise from the construction site weaves into a beautiful symphony that fills the sky over the entire village.
Yang Ming was very reluctant to get up.
They said that a warm bed was a tomb for youth, but if he could sleep in such a tomb, he wouldn't mind staying there for a long time.
"Brother, get up quickly.
Yesterday Xiaocui sent a message that my sister-in-law is coming over."
The person speaking outside the door was Yang Lan.
The relationship between this girl and Li Yanran was very good.
Li Yanran's original words were that she came to visit her best friend, but in her opinion, this unmarried sister-in-law actually came to see her eldest brother.
Since the eldest brother went there It had been more than two months since they left for the scientific research in Hongcheng, and they hadn't seen each other for a long time.
However, she and Li Yanran got together to play around almost every other day.
Didn't they want to meet their eldest brother?
Yang Ming rubbed his sleep-blurred eyes: "I know."
When there was no sound at the door, Yang Lan must have gone far away.
Since there was no one to urge him, he thought it would be better to enjoy life more.
He had only a few days to go to the capital.
If he didn't take care of himself, wouldn't he be doing a disservice to his body?
Pull the quilt, shrink your head, and continue to close your eyes and meditate.
"Miss, I heard that my uncle is about to enter the capital.
People in the village say that he is a literary star from the sky who has descended to earth.
Do you think he can come back as a Jinshi?"
Lengzi's maid Xiaocui followed Li Yanran with a basket in her hand.
He kept chattering in his mouth.
Li Yanran walked in front with small steps.
Along the way, the peasant women kept getting looks from their eyes.
Some were envious, some were disdainful, and some were confused.
A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth inadvertently.
She would not care about a group of ignorant people.
As long as they waited until the decree was delivered to them, they would stand in front of her more respectfully to receive the gift.
Of course, that was to judge people.
In the name of my wife, thinking about that annoying guy, she couldn't help but feel a little sweet in her heart.
Damn it, Yang Goudan.
He didn't know how to use it to discuss knowledge with his eldest brother to see what he was doing.
It was nothing to bring his maid through the city.
Xiaocui's words made her wake up from the fantasy in her mind.
She had never thought about the issue of Jinshi.
Li Xiucai was just a scholar, but he was already a great figure for dozens of miles around.
In contrast, Yang Ming Higher, is it possible that I really want to get a Jinshi degree for myself and come back?
"Don't talk nonsense, we are here to see Yang Lan, just take a look and leave.
Whoever has the skills to beat him can do anything."
Li Yanran answered the question, turned her head and glanced at Xiao Cui and uttered a few words, However, the little feet accelerated a lot and quickly arrived at Yang's house much more briskly along the way.
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As soon as he arrived outside the courtyard gate, Mr.
He came over to greet him.
"Yanran, you are here" Li Yanran's pretty face showed a bit of blush.
Although it was under the guise of visiting Yang Lan, everyone knew very well that he came to see Yang Ming.
Although there is nothing wrong with this in rural areas, in fact this approach is indeed Somewhat over the rules.
"Yeah."
Li Yanran responded and explained in a naive way: "Yesterday I made an appointment with Yang Lan.
She has a nice-looking purse there.
I came over to learn how to embroider one for myself.
It looks nice when I wear it. " With a smile on her face, Mrs.
He hurriedly greeted her future daughter-in-law to come into the house, and shouted into the house: "Yang Lan, hurry up, Yanran is here to play with you.
By the way, let your brother do it at noon."
Order something rare to eat, the fish he cooks tastes pretty good.”
Although it is said that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen, there is no such habit in the Yang family.
Yang Ming has always liked to make some strange food when he has nothing to do since he was a child.
Although they are not expensive things, they taste very good.
Of course, it depends on Yang Ming's taste.
Mood, if you are in a bad mood, there is definitely no hope.
But today his future daughter-in-law came to his door.
If his son didn't go out and cook some good dishes, he would still be worthy of the girl coming to his door.
Looking at Li Yanran's delicate appearance like clear water and hibiscus, the more He looked at it, the more he liked it.
When Yang Lan came out, she smiled.
He walked towards his son's room.
The child should have prepared things early.
"Sister Yanran."
Yang Lan took Li Yanran's hand as soon as she came up and said, "Go to my room.
My brother just painted a new look for my purse yesterday.
Let's go and take a look."
Li Yanran took Xiaocui into Yang Lan's boudoir.
Sure enough, there was a piece of paper placed on the table in the middle of the boudoir, with a picture of rich peonies drawn on it.
The peonies in the picture were so delicate and beautiful, some were still in full bloom, some were still in bud, and two beautiful butterflies were nestling against each other.
It's lifelike in the stamens, and it's really beautiful and tight.
"Wow Yang Lan, your brother's paintings are so good."
Maid Lengzi was very envious.
Yang Lan was immediately stunned.
This was something he got after pestering Yang Ming for a long time yesterday.
Because of this, she had signed many unfair treaties with Yang Ming, but looking at her future sister-in-law and Xiao Cui, both With an envious look on her face, she felt that everything was worth it.
Of course, Yang Lan didn't know that Li Yanran's so-called love was not the painting itself, but the person who painted it.
Looking at the two butterflies on the left and right, she quickly thought of something, this idiot Yang Ming finally got up.
He got up hastily after being urged by his mother, Madam, Li Yanran can come as soon as he comes.
Do you think you have to work as a coolie?
But looking at my mother's happy look, he could only prepare lunch for lunch.
The old man went to town with his goods, and Yang Laosan and his son also went to the construction site.
As for the old man, he was inspecting the construction site.
Grandma was chatting with a lot of women at the canteen.
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It seemed that she was the only one with nothing to do.
Even Yang Lan was accompanying Li Yanran.
Helpless Yang Ming smiled bitterly and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
Lunch is the most sumptuous meal in a farmer’s home.
As the old saying goes: Eat enough in the morning, eat well at noon, and eat less in the evening.
This dining habit is definitely the best dining standard for human body absorption.
Of course, such dining habits actually Not suitable for farmers.
Most ordinary farmers only eat two meals a day, morning and evening.
The Yang family only started the habit of three meals a day after they gradually became prosperous in the past two years.
Approaching the kitchen, Yang Laosan's wife was washing rice with Yang Goucheng inside.
The rice in the Ming Dynasty was not as fine as that of later generations.
It was not only mixed with a lot of rice husks, but also a lot of sand and gravel, so before cooking The sand and gravel must be cleared out and the rice husks must be removed.
"Gou Sheng, you are so capable.
You can help your mother cook at such a young age."
Yang Ming felt that this little boy was very sensible.
He had been very impressed by him in the restaurant before.
Now it seems that this boy is really good.
Although a person is only three or four years old and cannot do much work, he should be praised if he can help adults do something to the best of his ability.
Yang Goucheng was obviously a little afraid of Yang Ming.
In his little heart, this big brother who seemed not much older than him was someone that both his grandfather and father looked up to.
However, he was still very happy for Yang Ming's praise.
Yes, he said to Yang Ming in a sweet voice: "Thank you, Mr.
Yang, for your compliment."
Yang Ming immediately became angry.
What kind of education did such a young child have?
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