Rise From the Humble

Just the breeze can shake.

In the evening, Zhu Pingan stood in the desolate and desolate courtyard, looking at the two dilapidated thatched huts that were trembling by the wind, and couldn't say a word.

"I'm the one who caused you three troubles." The father who was lying on the stretcher blamed himself, with a lonely expression on his face.

His mother, Mrs. Chen, slapped Father Zhu lightly when she heard the words, with a smile on her face, "What are you talking about, we are a blessing in disguise. Let me tell you, Zhu Shouyi, my mother would have wanted to separate! If it weren't for your leg injury , I have to light a bunch of firecrackers to celebrate today."

"I think this is very good. It's very close to the river. I'll catch two fish and make soup later." The eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan also stood up at this time, with an optimistic smile on his face.

"Okay, okay, this time I can eat fish in stewed fish soup." Zhu Pingan seemed to be infected by the optimism of his mother, Mrs. Chen, and his elder brother, and at this moment, he was also childishly happy.

Hearing what his wife and children said, Father Zhu also showed a rare smile.

"What are you smirking at, the doctor said that your leg is not broken, and Okawa caught fish later, you should drink more fish soup, make it early and treat our mothers like cows and horses!"

The harsh words that came out of Mrs. Chen's mouth made Father Zhu's heart so sweet.

It is much more convenient to clean the yard near the river. The family took advantage of the sky before it was completely dark to sweep the yard and sprinkle water to remove dust.

The thatched cottage at night was so comfortable. Zhu Ping'an's family lay in the thatched cottage after dinner, looking forward to a better life in the future.

His mother, Mrs. Chen, talked excitedly about her possessions in a low voice, and the family listened quietly, "I saved more than three taels of silver from my private house before, and my son's New Year's money is close to one tael of silver. This is the first time for him and Dachuan to sell honeysuckle. The 120 wen and the two silver nuggets that the lady gave to my son are also more than one or two. Last time, the honeysuckle picked by Dachuan bought more than 270 wen, and my purse also sold for 130 wen. Go to your rotten wood. The town also brought back a few hundred cash these two times, and the bad guy compensated a tael of silver, oh, yes, he also made rags for others and made more than a tael of silver. We will ask someone to help tidy up the yard tomorrow. "

There are roughly 9 taels of silver in the house now, and more than 9 taels of silver is considered a huge sum of money in the farmhouse. Fortunately, Zhu Ping'an has helped the family generate a lot of income during this period of time, otherwise the family may be struggling.

The next day, when Mrs. Chen didn't call for someone, someone came to help.

The third uncle, the third aunt, and the lazy and out-of-shape little fourth uncle also came, of course the little fourth aunt with a crow's mouth, and a few of my father's close brothers also came to help. Not only did they come to help, but they also took things, food and clothing, and even the fourth aunt secretly gave Chen more than a hundred dollars.

What happened to Zhu's family can't be hidden from everyone's eyes. No one knows what's going on. Everyone in Xiahe Village has sympathy for Zhu Ping'an's family.

"It's not that I said you, Second Sister-in-law, leaving so many of us unused, why are you looking for someone? It's better to buy some food for Second Brother to make up for it." Shut up, and chatter non-stop while adding thatch to the stirred mud.

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For the first time, Zhu Ping'an felt that the little fourth aunt with crow's mouth was so cute.

With the help of everyone, the thatched cottage of Zhu Ping'an's family changed drastically. The adobe walls of the thatched house were reinforced, and the thatched grass was rebuilt, so that the sky full of stars could no longer be seen. The yard has also been completely built, and a mud wall as high as a person surrounds the yard, which ensures safety.

Thanks to these people, Zhu Ping'an's family tidied up the yard, filled in some belongings, and spent more than a tael of silver on furnishing this small home.

At noon, Lizheng also came, saying that the village elders had allocated five acres of wasteland around Zhu Pingan's family's five acres of dry land to Zhu Pingan's family. .

Two acres of paddy fields, five acres of dry fields plus five acres of wasteland may seem like a lot, but in fact, according to the productivity of the Ming Dynasty, there is not much output. The output of five acres of dry fields is not as good as that of two acres of paddy fields, let alone five acres of wasteland. up.

But in any case, with these fields, Zhu Ping'an's family doesn't have to worry about going hungry.

Zhu's father is in good health, and he is a tall and thick man. The injury he suffered this time looks bloody and scary, but it is actually a skin trauma. Zhu's father only lay on the bed for seven or eight days, and then he got out of bed and was able to walk. .

Ten days later, Zhu's father was the same as usual, as strong as a cow, which made Zhu Ping'an's family laugh and laugh even more.

There are so many fields in the house, especially the five acres of wasteland that must be reclaimed in time, otherwise the land deed will not be issued if the time is missed.

Zhu's father is in good health, Zhu Pingchuan is only one and a half-year-old, and his mother, Chen Shi, is a bit aggressive, but she doesn't have much strength. As for Zhu Pingan, forget it, she is not as tall as her thighs.

The family summed it up and decided to buy a farm ox. Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang has promulgated an order prohibiting the killing of farming cattle, prohibiting the slaughter of farming cattle for meat, and even raising cattle to death will be punished, so the price of farming cattle is not expensive now. The Zhu family bought a tall and strong black cow for less than three pennies.

With the help of this big black bull, the Zhu family's five mu of wasteland was reclaimed in time, and Li Zheng also helped to handle the land deed in time.

Zhu's father and elder brother went to the mountains every now and then to catch some rabbits and pheasants to subsidize the family. His mother, Mrs. Chen, sewed purses day and night to exchange money.

Just after plowing the field, the big black cow was left idle. In order to give full play to the value of this big black bull, and also to make money for his family. Zhu Pingan thought for several days, and finally came up with a good idea.

"Can it work?" Mother Chen was very skeptical.

"Unfortunately, it doesn't matter. I'll give it a try." Father Zhu agreed to Zhu Pingan's idea.

So, a few days later, a new thing spread in Silibacun. Of course, the fact that the word spread so quickly in the four miles and eight villages has something to do with Zhu Pingan's giving 20 Wen to twenty children to let them spread the word about the four miles and eight villages.

Anyway, a few days later, Father Zhu set off on the road in an ox cart. The ox cart is very strange, it is much longer and wider than ordinary ox carts, and there are two rows of seats. This is a wooden ox cart freshly built by Zhu's father, and the trees cut from the mountain did not cost money. There is a bell hanging on the neck of the big black cow, and the bell rings as soon as he walks, and the bell rings and spreads far away.

"Shouyi, is it true that this bullock cart only costs a penny in the town?" the eight neighboring villages had heard the news a long time ago, but they still haven't confirmed it yet. An elderly lady asked.

"Others are worthless, but I was raised by your elder, so I dare not accept your elder's money." Father Zhu said with a smile.

"You bastard looks down on aunt, don't you? Auntie can still afford a penny. Your ox cart is convenient for us, otherwise I can't reach the town with my old arms and legs." The aunt laughed and cursed as she got into the ox cart .

That's right, Zhu Ping'an transplanted the idea of ​​modern buses into this era. It takes more than half an hour to travel from the village to the town, and an hour is two hours. A lot of it is easy and labor-saving, and it only costs a penny, so people are still willing to pay.

After Zhu's father left in the ox cart, his mother, Mrs. Chen, stood anxiously outside the door and waited until the evening when Mrs. Zhu's father came back.

Father Zhu drove the ox cart into the door, and dragged Mrs. Chen into the room like a thief.

"Ah, the sons are here!" Mother Chen blushed and spat at Zhu's father, thinking that Zhu's father was going to do those embarrassing things.

Father Zhu also blushed, shook his head repeatedly, and dragged Mrs. Chen into the room.

As soon as he entered the room, Father Zhu began to untie his belt.

Seeing this, Mrs. Chen blushed even more, angrily pinched Father Zhu's waist, and said angrily, "Damn ghost, I know you've been suffocated for the time since you were injured, and at night, I'll do what you want at night."

When Mrs. Chen said this, she suddenly stopped talking, and then her voice became high-pitched, "Zhu Shouyi, didn't you go to rob?!"

Father Zhu untied his belt because his arms were full of copper coins, and the money pouch inside his sleeve was already full.

Wow, Zhu's father poured all the copper coins on the bed, and looked at Chen with excited eyes, "How can I rob, this is all earned by going to the town today!"

"Really?" Chen's eyes lit up excitedly.

Father Zhu nodded vigorously, "Today happens to be a big fair in the town, and there are more people, so I also ran a few more times. Normally, there might not be so many."

Chen's eyes were full of gold, and she counted excitedly, and it took a long time to finish counting, a total of two hundred and thirty-seven characters.

Transportation, especially monopolistic transportation, is of course indispensable for making money. As the instigator, Zhu Pingan was not surprised by this.