Chapter 112 How difficult is it to open up wasteland?

Wang Ge was really sure that her third uncle would ask Apeng for the more than one hundred dollars. Just like in her previous life, when relatives gave Wang Nanxing lucky money, her mother would use various reasons to trick her into taking it away. Before she was five years old, Wang Nanxing's lucky money had never been on her pillow.

Spend a complete night down there.

So when A Peng said, "My father smiled at me, he was so happy, and he was so scared." Wang Ge didn't think it was that serious, and his mother's smile when she was about to take away the lucky money still appeared in his mind, and she also had a very fake smile.

obvious.

But after listening to Apeng's words, the image of his mother in Wang Ge's mind disappeared. Wang Sanlang was not worthy of comparison! He didn't really want to keep Apeng, he only wanted to keep money! In his eyes and in his heart, he only had money!

He knew clearly that someone had drowned in that well, yet he sent Apeng to the widower's house to be looked after by Wang Zhushuzi. He was really a selfish, cold-blooded, greedy beast. It is human nature to love money, and love money to the extreme.

It is bad nature to ignore family affection!

Treating despicable people is just a matter of principle. Wang Ge said: "In our family, to honor the elders, you must first honor your eldest parents, and then your father. How can you give money to your eldest parents?

If I go back and teach your father the truth, wouldn't that make your father unfilial?"

"Um."

Only then did Wang Weng understand that it turned out that Sanlang called A Peng to ask for the more than one hundred dollars. The old man shook his head, too disappointed to be angry.

Wang Ge: "That's why I reminded you from the beginning because I was afraid that your father would be confused again and do something like this that would cause others to accuse him of being unfilial."

Wang Peng thought about this sentence and nodded after understanding: "Thank you Sister Cong."

"The same is true for money, and it is also true for going to Weiting. You have never been to Weiting. It is much harder than our village. Originally there was only a wooden pavilion. Chief Huanting used his own money to hire people to build it in time for the New Year.

During the festival, three huts were erected. The pavilion was surrounded by reeds on one side and thorns and thatch on three sides. After you move there, you need to help your parents clear the land and pull out the thorny thorns and branches, which are the same as thatch.

, have deep roots and cannot be pulled out completely. They will soon come back to life and compete with the crop seedlings for the territory. However, after pulling out the soil, you may not be able to plant viable seedlings after turning over the soil over and over again. If you stay in the village, the three

Who will help the eldest parents? Be filial to the eldest parents?"

At this time, not to mention Wang Peng, Wang Shu and Hu Tou were also dumbfounded. A Shu quickly asked: "The kind of people who don't produce crops will not work in vain?"

Jia Guo said: "Isn't your hard work in vain? This is how to open up wasteland. You are young and don't know how difficult it is to open up wasteland. The wasteland and grassland you see now were all cleared in the early years. When I fled, I was more than

Your eldest father is much older. The village is full of wild vines and thorns. The places with few thorns, the places close to the people, and the ones by the river bank have long been occupied by the landlord Jia's family, who had escaped earlier. But,

Taigong Jia was really kind and took pity on the lonely and weak like us. He built us a straw hut and gave us one meal of food on credit every day. At least he would not let us freeze to death or starve to death. Anyway, I have no name and no surname. When the village officials come to register,

I will call myself Jia."

The prince and the great man all smiled.

"Ah?" Wang Ge and others covered their mouths and exclaimed. They didn't expect that the eldest mother's last name was made up by herself.

Jia Nu said "tsk": "What's the matter? Who knows your eldest father's real surname is Wang or his fake surname?"

Wang Weng: "Don't talk nonsense in front of the children."

Wang Ge and others looked at each other, feeling that the eldest father did not have the confidence to retort.

Jia Concubine: "When your eldest father escaped from the disaster, there was a family with him. The husband of that family was your eldest father's sworn brother. He was a good person, but he was too angry and refused to listen. He thought the land here was too big.

If you are poor, just keep walking..." At this point, she sighed.

Wang Weng said "Huh" and continued: "I didn't follow them. I regretted it, so I went after them. I saw the debris everywhere. His family was all eaten by wild beasts. So I came back."

Ah... Wang Shu, Wang Peng, and the tiger heads all clung to Wang Ge in fear.

Jia Guo: "At that time, opening up wasteland not only required strength, but also had to fight wild animals. There were many people in the Jia landowner tribe. Thanks to them hunting wild animals around the village, it was not easy to carve out a few logging roads in the wild mountains! Later, it was not easy!

, the village has gradually become safer, and we poor people live according to the Jia family's clan land. Even the two wells in the north and west of the village were dug with money from the Jia family."

Wang Weng: "Today's Weiting, except for the few wild beasts, is the same as the Jiashe Village back then. After the wasteland was opened, vegetables and grains were planted year after year, and whoever could live could be planted, and what was grown was eaten. If there was no harvest, there was no harvest.

Change the grain seeds, change the vegetable seedlings, and continue planting."

Wang Ge said distressedly: "It turns out that this is land reclamation. Father, mother, I... I will go back to Nanshan a month later. I want to follow you..."

"Nonsense!!" Wang Weng yelled, and little Aai was so frightened that she was half asleep. She whined and wanted to cry. Wang Dalang quickly comforted her.

Wang Weng lowered his voice, picked up the broom and pointed it at Wang Ge: "If you say such nonsense again, I will let your aunt whip you. You can go to those good places in Nanshan if you want to go, but if you don't want to go, you don't have to go? Mr. County Magistrate

I'm giving you face? Or is it that the Xie family is begging you? The most famous craftsman is also a craftsman, and the craftsman's shop can't work without you, right? Why don't you come back a month later? With your little strength,

If you work in Weiting, you won’t be able to cultivate two acres of land in one year!”

As the old man talked, his voice became louder again. Wang Dalang had no choice but to hold Wang Ai in his arms and coax him.

Wang Ge was so punished that he bowed his head and shed tears.

The tiger heads also shed tears. "Sister, I can rest assured to study. I am five years old and have plenty of strength. I can recite books and pull weeds at the same time."

Wang Peng: "I am six years old and I have more strength. Wow... I don't want to stay at home. I want to be filial to my eldest parents and open up wasteland with them. If I work more, my eldest parents will have to work less."

Wang Shu twitched: "Me too."

"You're talking nonsense too!" Wang Weng pointed at the tiger's head with a small broom. He felt comfortable, but he was also afraid that the tiger's head would be delayed in studying because of land reclamation.

Hutou wiped his eyes with tears, got up, and while spreading the quilt for his eldest parents to sleep on, he recited in a low voice: "In the past, Emperor Yao was smart and literary, and he dominated the world. He was inferior to the throne and gave it to Yu and Shun, and wrote "Yao Canon"

…”

"Yin Bin rises at sunrise, Pingzhi makes eastward..."

After the little guy finished making the bedding, he poured water for his father and carried it over. He kept saying, "Put it together and say..."

"Huandou said..."

"Yue said..."

He picked up the mother's needle and scratched his head a few times, still chanting: "The Emperor said..."

Then he carefully added oil to the two oil lamps: "It's obvious that you are being cunning..."

Finally, when he came behind Wang Weng, he first took the broom aside, and then gave the old man a squeeze on his shoulders: "Be cautious about the Five Codes, the Five Codes restrain obedience...Shun gave way to virtue, and Fu Si."

Wang Weng didn't understand, but he loved to hear it and understood what his grandson meant. He was so happy that he couldn't see his teeth.

"Master, listen, I won't delay reading while I'm working, right?"

"No delay, no delay." Wang Weng took his grandson into his arms. He looked around at these granddaughters and grandsons, and said with excitement in his heart: "You all strive for success. Our Wang family will definitely prosper because of you. Ashu, be good.

To practice your craftsmanship, in May this year, let your father send you to the countryside to take the craftsman examination."

"Ah?" Wang Shu immediately asked Wang Ge: "Sister Cong, can I do it?"

"Why doesn't it work? I forgot what my uncle said yesterday. How can you know if it doesn't work if you don't try?"

"That's right!" Wang Weng shouted, and little Aai woke up completely.

"Hehe, uncle." She touched her uncle's stubble and laughed with itchy palms.

Wang Dalang laughed angrily and put her down: "Okay, don't fool uncle, let's have some fun."

Once the Zi hour passes, the year will be over.

The moon was so full that it illuminated the ground in front of the widower's house as white as if there had been a layer of frost. Wang Zhu sat on the edge of the well, kicking his legs along the wall.

After Jia Qin's accident, the edge of the well was covered with a thick stone slab at night, so there was no need to be afraid when sitting on it. Looking at the dead tree, he seemed to see Jia Qin under the tree again, shivering from the cold, holding his roll of hemp.

The old simple strategy of losing the rope.

Wang Zhu imitated Jia Qin's tone: "Brother Zhu, in fact we are in the same boat."

He then replied to Jia Qin in his imagination: "I'm not sick, it's you who are pitiful. Your mother-in-law has a lover, let me see it, the man is limping, your mother-in-law is still very happy, then

People also said that they gave your mother-in-law a pair of hooks, but your mother said she hid them well and didn’t even tell your husband."

"Jia Qin" sneered: "It's the Lantern Festival, but your father didn't come to see you."

Wang Zhu: "I can't compare to you. You will always be with your father."

"Jia Qin" was furious and disappeared.

Wang Zhu was proud.

At this time, the widower shouted in the house: "Azhu, it's cold, come back quickly."

Wang Zhu cocked his butt, farted, and sneered at the mouth of the well: "I'll give you a ride." Then he opened the door and went back.
Chapter completed!