There is only half a month left before the Chinese New Year, but Shao Xun can't rest yet.
On the 25th, he personally arrived at the manor of Wang Shen, the former central minister, in the southeast of Pingyang. He re-measured the land and found more than 800 hectares.
There are dealers on the land, and this is the biggest problem.
In the past, Shao Xun didn't want to move because he didn't want to cause too much trouble. Now a year has passed and the situation has changed drastically. It's not as sensitive as before.
All the bankers in Wang Chen's manor were sent to Shaanxi County on the other side of the river.
Zhuangtian and houses were given to the newly arrived soldiers of Wansheng Army.
The leader of the team, Zeng Yi, was one of the first batch of warriors to obtain a farm and house. On the 26th, he moved in directly with a round shield on his back, a knife in his hands, and two bolts of silk in his hands.
"Mr. Lan, let me ask you again, would you like to marry Zeng Yi?" a small official from Pingyang County asked repeatedly.
Zeng Yi waited silently.
He is not very old, probably in his twenties. As for why he cannot be precise about his age, it is because he himself does not know.
I don’t know the exact age or birthday. This is the norm for many people. They can roughly say it, such as "more than 20 years old" or "more than 30 years old".
He didn't mind that much either.
A penniless little person, no one cares about his life or death, let alone his age?
To be honest, apart from his close relatives, the only person in the world who was really kind to him was King Liang.
When he was in Lunu County, Liang Wang had more than ten horses, so he killed ten of them to make broth for the victims.
That day, Zeng Yi had diarrhea several times, but still insisted on eating and drinking, and finally survived.
Yesterday, Prince Liang came to this manor and took the two thousand soldiers who will live here to see their new home.
Zeng Yi saw it and was satisfied or dissatisfied.
After experiencing life and death, many things have been put aside, so be it.
"Lan! Why don't you reply?" The clerk suddenly raised his voice and said, "If you don't want to, it's still too late to regret it. Tomorrow, more than 3,000 people will go to Shaanxi County. You can follow them and leave by car."
Lan opened her mouth and said something.
Zeng Yi didn't understand, but the clerk became angry and said: "I know you can speak Xiayan Jin dialect, why are you pretending to me?"
Lan said another sentence in Hun language.
After hearing this, the clerk waved his hand and said, "That's all, it's your choice. If you want to stay, just stay. If you go to Hongnong, there may not be a man who wants you."
In this world, there are too many women who have lost their men, but not so many strong men.
Without a man, with just a woman and a child, the land cannot be cultivated for a few acres. Life must be very difficult, or even impossible. Thinking about it this way, it is not wrong for Lan to choose to stay.
The clerk turned his head to look at Zeng Yi.
Zeng Yi didn't look at him, just nodded and said: "I understand."
After that, he walked straight to the main room, leaned the big shield against the wall, and then took off the sword from his waist. When he was about to put it down, he paused, looked around, went inside, and put the knife on the top of an old cabinet. .
The clerk didn't care about his attitude.
He was a Huns, and he was in awe of the new "Huang Tou'er". It was not because Huang Tou'er could fight, but because he heard that these people were the soldiers of the Prince of Liang, so he did not dare to offend them.
He chased her into the house and said with a smile: "This woman is eighteen years old and has a four-year-old daughter. The previous man was Xianbei of Shangjun. He was drafted to guard Zhiguan last year. He did not understand the destiny and died in the battle."
Seeing that Zeng Yi was not interested, the clerk stopped talking and just said: "The Lan family is a noble species of the Xiongnu. This girl's ancestors were brave in battle, and she was given the surname by the noble Lan family. Don't look at her silence, in fact she can ride a horse.
It's just archery. It's just that the man died, the livelihood was difficult, and the horse was sold."
Zeng Yi didn't say anything, just looked around the room.
The clerk suddenly felt bored, made a few casual remarks, and left.
Mrs. Lan got into the kitchen house, opened the earthen pot on the floor, looked at the corn porridge rolling inside, and remained silent.
Actually, what is there to say?
This world has repeatedly destroyed people's lives, emotions, and will, and people have become numb.
After some people were drafted to fight, they became as powerful as tigers. They said they were not afraid of death, but why didn't they have any sense of relief?
In their eyes, compared with the hard life, death is no longer so terrible. It is better to give it a try and die. Maybe they can gain something by living.
Only the little girl still had a little light in her eyes.
She didn't know what kind of life she could have lived. Maybe she felt that life was like this, and she wouldn't feel the pain after getting used to it. Any trivial happiness in life could make her happy for a long time.
Zeng Yi quickly went out.
As soon as Lan added some cheese and dried wild vegetables into the earthen pot, he paused and then lowered his head.
The little girl slipped out from the corner. She was a little afraid of the new person.
Zeng Yi wandered on the frozen road.
There are sparse wheat seedlings in the field, and they are not growing well. I don’t know why.
Strangely enough, when he returned to Pingyang from Yecheng, he saw many wheat fields along the way. He didn't feel anything at all at that time. He didn't even bother to take a second look and just marched mechanically.
Even until yesterday, he looked listless.
My mother-in-law worked hard all her life, became ill and died early.
His brother and sister-in-law were very kind to him, and his nephews and nieces were also very cute. Those were the rare moments of tenderness he had in the past twenty years, and they were extremely precious.
It's a pity that there was a flood and everything was gone.
After his brother and his family left, it seemed that they also took away a large part of his life.
He only relied on the instinct of survival to survive. King Liang saved him from fire and water. He was grateful, but not so grateful, because he could accept it whether he lived or not.
But it seems a little different today, really different.
When he saw the mother and daughter, he didn't know why, he just wanted to shed tears. But he held it back and stood there coldly, silent.
After walking in silence for a while, he came to a fence, pushed the door open, and stood in the courtyard.
"Team...Team leader?" A man in the courtyard was boiling water. After seeing Zeng Yi, he stood up and wiped his hands.
"Give me the two pheasants you shot on the road." Zeng Yi took out a piece of silk and said, "This piece of silk is yours."
The man looked at the silk and felt a little moved. After a moment, he said, "Captain, two pheasants are not worth a piece of silk."
Zeng Yi shook his head and just asked: "Should I change it?"
The man struggled for a while and said: "Change!"
Xuan added: "Team leader, let me help you sort it out."
After that, he started to scald the chicken and pluck its feathers.
Zeng Yi waited quietly.
This yard is smaller than his house, and there is a woman in the house making steamed cakes.
The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and no matter how difficult the life is, you still have to have a good meal, otherwise you really don’t know what the point of living is.
The sergeant quickly took care of the two pheasants, and then called to the mother-in-law to bring some more steamed cakes, which were put in bamboo baskets and were steaming hot.
Zeng Yi was not polite, took the steamed cake and pheasant, handed it to the silk, nodded, and left.
His steps seemed a little brisk, and Zeng Yi didn't know what he was expecting.
He felt that he was a rough man, uneducated, uneducated, ignorant of romance, not versed in poetry, and unable to describe his thoughts. He only knew what to do.
Arriving home soon, Zeng Yi stepped into the kitchen.
Lan was wiping her tears, and when she saw Zeng Yi, she turned around in a hurry.
The little girl hid behind the firewood pile, looked at him first, then at the steamed cakes in the bamboo basket, and swallowed.
"It's Chinese New Year, let's have a good meal." Zeng Yi put the two pheasants on the chopping board and said the first sentence of the day.
Then he took out a steamed cake from the bamboo basket and handed it to the little girl.
The little girl hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't resist the temptation of steamed cakes and walked out from behind the firewood pile.
One step, two steps, three steps, and finally stretched out his little hands that were as cold as carrots and took over the hot steamed cake.
Zeng Yi smiled slightly, took out another steamed cake from the basket and handed it to Lan.
Lan was a little surprised, turned around and picked it up, put it into his mouth and bit it gently.
Zeng Yi suddenly blushed. He hurriedly left the kitchen house, came to the courtyard, and found a small mazaar to sit down.
The vegetable garden in the courtyard is empty.
The edge of the well was covered with a broken wooden board and covered with snow.
Several jujube trees swayed gently in the cold wind, looking weak and malnourished.
There are a few sheep penned in a corner of the yard. They are so skinny that they bleat when they see people.
On one side of the wing, the window lattice is almost rotten, and a large piece of window paper is missing.
This home was ruined in just one year.
Zeng Yi watched it with great enthusiasm.
At this time, he suddenly felt a deeper gratitude to King Liang.
This gratitude seems to come for no reason, and everything seems to have a clear context.
He could better understand the mood of many Huangtou Army soldiers when they saw King Liang, although everyone was grateful in different ways.
If you stay alive, there will be hope! This is what Liang Wang said most often when he was providing disaster relief.
He changed the fate of too many people.
These people have become his strength, including Zeng Yi.
The little girl came over with a steamed cake.
Zeng Yi glanced at her.
The little girl was a little scared and stopped. Then she looked at the steamed cake in her hand, mustered up the courage to step forward and handed it to Zeng Yi.
Zeng Yi shook his head and said, "You can eat it."
The little girl swallowed, shook her head, and insisted on handing it to Zeng Yi.
Zeng Yi took it, slowly put it into his mouth and ate it. While eating, he tore off a piece and handed it to the little girl.
The little girl happily took it, her cheeks bulging from the food.
Zeng Yi noticed from the corner of his eye that Lan's figure seemed to flash past behind the window.
He smiled, this steamed cake is a bit sweet.
Chapter completed!