So be it

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

So be it

Xia Ru came over at noon. At that time, Xia Yuan was still negotiating with people in the capital. He saw the little girl staying at home alone. He asked a few words. When he saw that she hadn't eaten yet, he called Zhao Yuerong to go to her.

Home solution.

The little girl was still embarrassed at first, but in the end she didn't give up, so she went and had a meal with a red face. Before leaving, she also took some of Xia Ru's chickens.

When chickens grow up, they can lay eggs, and the eggs can hatch chicks, and when chicks grow up, they can lay eggs again, and so on.

Then there will be a lot of eggs to eat.

Eggs are rare nutrients, and reading requires nutrition.

With this simple thought, Zhao Yuerong mustered up the courage to ask Xia Ru for chickens. Originally, she only wanted two, one male and one female.

As a result, Xia Ru waved his hand and gave eight of them.

After all, raising chickens is difficult. Even in future generations, how to ensure the survival of chickens will be a headache. Not to mention this era, if half of these eight chickens survive, it is considered good.

Xia Yuan squatted on the ground and twisted up a piece of wheat bran, turned around and asked, "Are you going to give this to the chickens?"

"What should I feed the chicken?"

Zhao Yuerong was squatting by the well washing pork. When he heard this, he tilted his head slightly and asked.

"Should be fed"

Xia Yuan suddenly got stuck mid-sentence. In his previous life, he saw chickens being fed in rural areas, and they used mealworms, rice, and millet grains.

So I subconsciously thought that I should feed these things.

But this era is the Ming Dynasty. What did chickens in the Ming Dynasty eat? Mealworms?

Where to get it?

Rice, millet grains?

There is not enough food for people, so who would be willing to feed chickens this?

So the Ming Dynasty's chickens were in a miserable condition and could only eat wheat bran, which is the shell on the outside of the wheat.

Occasionally catching a wild insect and eating it is a great supplement.

Frankly speaking, Xia Yuan was a little worried about the future of these chickens.

However, these chickens are not just born chicks. They are all half-grown juvenile chickens. They have lost their fine yellow down and started to grow feathers. They should be able to feed them, right?

I hope that I will die less when the time comes, so that my little daughter-in-law will not cry sadly again.

"That's the one you should feed. Okay, I'll go to my uncle's house first and I'll be back later."

With a warning, Xia Yuan straightened up, clapped his hands, and walked out of the courtyard.

The two families were not too far apart. We turned a corner when we went out and walked a little way. The larger courtyard was the Xia Confucian house.

This courtyard has been built in Xia Ru's family since the two generations before them separated. The area is not as large as the old house, but it is not too small in the entire Xiajiazhuang.

It's still early now, and the courtyard door of Xia Ru's house is wide open. In the courtyard, a pretty-looking half-grown girl is feeding the chickens. Next to her is a little kid with snot on his face, squatting on the ground and looking at the chickens.

happy.

The one who was silly and happy was naturally Xia Chen. As for the girl feeding the chickens, she was Xia Ru's daughter, named Xia Shu, and she was also the only female dependent in the family.

That's right, the only one.

Xia Ru's wife, Xia Yuan's aunt, passed away two years ago, and now Xia Ru lives with her three children.

It is common for scholars these days to be useless. Like Xia Yuan, Xia Ru, a scholar, only knows how to read.

Housework? What is that?

As for Xia Zhu and Xia Chen, they are even more useless. One sits in school every day and is beaten by his father, while the other spends the whole day having a runny nose and having fun.

Xia Shu, who is only thirteen years old this year, has already taken on chores such as cooking and laundry at home two years ago.

Seeing Xia Yuan coming, she sprinkled the last handful of wheat bran on the ground, stretched out her hand to wipe it on her sarong, stepped forward and called her brother, and then shouted to the side room in the courtyard, "Dad, Daddy,

Big brother is here."

Xia Ru, who was studying in the room, responded, then walked out with his sleeves rolled up. When he saw Xia Yuan, before he could greet him, he said seriously: "Brother Yuan, the provincial examination is in more than a month."

, why don’t you concentrate on studying and go wandering around the capital?"

This sentence was a wake-up call for Xia Yuan.

What? Provincial examination? More than a month?

In other words, the provincial examination will be taken in one month?

Oh, just take the test.

Seeing that Xia Yuan seemed very calm, Xia Ru couldn't help but ask, "Is it possible that you are already sure about the provincial examination?"

"That's right."

Xia Yuan answered vaguely, saying that he was indeed very sure about failing the exam.

In Xia Ru's heart, this nephew is still very humble. His words of "yes" were automatically interpreted by Xia Ru as being very confident. He couldn't help showing a look of great comfort and reached out to pat Xia Yuan on the shoulder.

Okay, you are seventeen years old this year. If you can win this year, you can be called the youngest candidate in the Ming Dynasty."

"Well, uncle, the age of seventeen is not the youngest. As far as my nephew knows, there is a man named Yang Tinghe who won the exam at the age of twelve."

Xia Ru's hands couldn't help but tremble, and he said in disbelief: "Is there such a child prodigy in the world?"

He is 30 years old and has taken the provincial examination three times but failed every time.

For him, the provincial examination was extremely difficult.

Now I suddenly heard that there was a person who was twelve years old and passed the examination when he was still a baby. This made him inevitably feel like he had lived like a dog for a long time.

"Yes, my nephew was shocked when he first found out about this person."

In his previous life, Xia Yuan was really shocked when he saw Yang Ting and this guy's resume. What a good guy, a twelve-year-old Juren.

When he was twelve years old, he was still waiting to watch Ultraman on TV, holding up the divine light stick and transforming together with Tiga.

At the age of twelve, he had already won the imperial examination and entered the ranks of preparatory officials of the Ming Dynasty.

The gap between humans is greater than the gap between humans and dogs.

The uncle and nephew felt melancholy for a while and had no interest in mentioning the provincial examination again. Xia Ru finally got down to business, "I and the people from the village have been to the Zhao family several times in the past few days. Zhao Fugui is a sensible person and knows what he is doing."

It’s unreasonable. There’s a lot of guilt in his words, but it’s Zhao Fugui’s wife. Huh!”

Xia Ru couldn't help but snorted angrily, "This is simply unreasonable!"

"Sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued, a shrew and a scoundrel."

Speaking of this, a bit of anger surged on his face, and he was obviously very angry at Zhao Fugui's wife.

In fact, when they first came to ask for an explanation, Zhao Fugui recognized him, but his wife refused to acknowledge him.

He also refused to withdraw the betrothal gift.

"I have made it clear earlier that I want your bride to be completely separated from their family. The Zhao family agreed happily, but the bride price has not come back for a long time. I went there again this morning and finally wanted to return the five-year-old bride.

The two pieces of silver were secretly given to me by Zhao Fugui."

Xia Ru couldn't help but chuckle, "I didn't expect that Zhao Fugui is actually afraid of his wife."

After that, he put his hand into his left cuff and took out a blue cloth bag, "Just take the money."

There were five taels of broken silver in the cloth bag. Xia Yuan did not shirk it and collected it on the spot. In this way, the matter was settled.

Just thinking about the situation in Zhao Fugui's family, he couldn't help but frown. With such a stepmother, it's no wonder that the little daughter-in-law is so thin and malnourished, and has developed such a cowardly character.

I don’t know how much I suffered during this period.

Thinking of this, Xia Yuan felt a little confused.
Chapter completed!