Luo Yong didn't expect that this master was so relaxed, but he couldn't really tell the other party to keep squeezing, so he told Luo Erniang about this.

Erniang has knitted so many socks these days, and she has already had a lot of experience in various techniques of knitting wool. At this time, after listening to Luo Yong's description, he thought for a while and said, "I understand, this is not difficult to do."

Erniang returned to the room and spent half a day to knit a pair of socks according to Luo Yong's requirements. The size of the socks was also knitted according to the size of Du Qilang's feet described by Luo Yong. Although it was not very accurate, it was always not bad.

Du Qilang was really happy when he got the socks. He took off the pair of feet again and gave it to his servant.

It feels much more comfortable to wear these toe socks that separate the big thumbs and then wear clogs. These socks are really amazing. After putting them on, they can wrap their feet tightly, without any looseness. They won’t feel uncomfortable with their feet. In short, soft, fit and warm.

His servant was also very happy that his husband had the socks. As for what he had been worn by someone, he didn't care at all.

Just kidding, this pair of socks costs a full hundred cents to buy. I’ll give you a pair for free. No one can dislike anyone. Good days have passed before they can be done, so they dare to start pretending?

The servant was not as handsome as his husband. His Hu clothes were relatively warm, and the leather boots under his feet were even more warm than those of wooden clogs.

At this time, he saw that he had put aside his boots. The exposed pair of big feet were already wearing a pair of cashmere socks, so he didn't think he would wear another pair at this time. He was not like Du Xineng who had been hanging on the kang and had to run around to serve his master.

The big horse outside had to be fed and combed, and the carriage had to be cleaned. Even the clothes his master had changed, otherwise what would happen? The Luo family did not even have maids. You can't ask Luo Sanlang's sister to help his husband wash clothes. Luo Sanlang wouldn't have to sweep his master and servant out with a big broom? Along the way, they had heard of the reputation of the Luo coffin board.

"Mr., when will we go back to Chang'an?" the servant asked his husband.

"You can set off in seven days." Du Xi said.

The journey was exhausted and there were no people. They had to rest here for a few days. Besides, he wanted to buy a few more pairs of toe-pinching socks from Narosaburo. Of course, he also wanted to buy another type of sock, and planned to take it back and give it to his relatives and friends.

Not everyone gives it to you. If you have a good relationship, you don't have to give it to you. If you don't have a good relationship, you don't have to give it to you. This pair of socks costs 100 cents, and his money is not blowing from the strong wind. This trip has already cost a lot. Moreover, there are still a few people in the family who like to talk to each other and can't stand him. It must be difficult to get money from his father, brother, and wife to spend it when they go back this time.

"How much money do we have left?" Du Xi asked his servant.

"There's not much left." The servant took a sip of the wine, picked up a small piece of fermented bean curd and put it in his mouth. After eating, he still smashed it, and his mouth was full of aftertaste.

Although they are master and servants, they have been together for many years and have been close to each other. They have experienced many things when they travel around together. Therefore, when there are no outsiders present, both master and servants are very casual.

"How much is it?" Du Xi asked.

"Let me see." The servant took out a purse from his arms, poured out the money there, and counted it, "Add to add the ones hidden in the car, there are seven jin of coins and three hundred and twenty cents."

"That's all left?" Du Xi rubbed his forehead. If the money was spent, it would be enough, but if you want to purchase the goods...

"If you didn't lose that wallet, you can at least spend dozens of dollars now." said the servant.

"Go and come back to buy some white noodles with the villagers. I'm hungry and want to eat fried noodles with sauce." Du Xi didn't argue with him.

"Oh." The servant kicked his boots and got off the kang, shook his hands and feet to go out to buy white flour. As for things like bean paste and lard, they all have them in this room. They had them before and said they wanted to make some midnight snacks in this room, so they asked Luo Yong to get some.

Speaking of fried noodles, the master and servant were also very novel. They had both bean paste and white noodles in their house, but they never thought that they could make such food with noodles and damasuke. It really made people more and more delicious and never get tired of eating it.

Luo Yong's side, since the master and servant came, he had freed up his room for him and moved to the kitchen to live there. There was also a dirt kang on the other side, but there was a lot of firewood piled up in the house, which was a little crowded.

He didn't think about letting the girls at home live in the backyard and freeing up the front yard house to entertain guests. However, in this case, he was afraid that Erniang and the others would be frozen in the back yard. If there were fewer appearances on the front yard, they would gradually become closed.

This era is not as strict with women as in later generations, and they are still required to obey the men in their family.

The future is unknown now. Luo Yong hopes that they can contact people more, listen more and watch more, and gain more knowledge while they are young and unmarried.

Now it is time for the second wife to get married. Someone mentioned it to Luo Yong before, but they were rejected by Luo Yong on the grounds of mourning.

At this time, there were clear legal provisions, requiring that children should be mourned for twenty-seven months, and the mourning period would not be auspicious, mainly because they could not become officials, marry, or have children.

This law was only found in the Sui Dynasty at that time, and it was not many years since now, and there was still a period of turmoil in the middle, so it was not very suitable for promotion.

The three-year mourning period is really too long for the people. For example, they usually only accept it for three months. I heard that some places also accept it for half a year. No one cares about it. Any official who is in charge of it is okay to care about it. Unless some corrupt officials want to get rid of the people, they will find such an excuse.

At this time, Luo Yong used the pretext of his death, and everyone speculated that he should still want to become an official in the future.

After all, those who are officials are a little different. How fierce the political struggle is. If you accidentally fall into a boat, you will be defeated. If you are better, you will be demoted. If you are even more miserable, you may be trapped in trouble. Not to mention your own safety, you may even suffer. In that environment, you naturally cannot keep your braids for others to catch. If you are mourning, you must strictly follow the etiquette and law, and you should take as long as you should.

Erniang had no objection to this matter. Now there is no adult in their family. If he gets married, there will be only Saburo who can support him. How can he be busy with many things inside and outside?

The aunt also privately told her about this, saying that her marriage was not as anxious as in the past two or three years. Now the Luo family's life is booming. How big will their Saburo have in the future? It is unknown now that if he can soar into the sky, Er Niang will still be worried about finding a good husband? Even if he is just an ordinary little rich, he can help her find a family with a pure family background and a good character. Even if he is younger than Er Niang, he will be 2 or 3 years younger than Er Niang, and it will be ok for his poor family.

It’s just that Er Niang should be upright and be careful of right and wrong on weekdays, and not lose her reputation. As long as she can have a good reputation and a good family background, it won’t be a big deal to get a few years older.

The aunt said these words with great sincerity, but she didn't expect that Luo Erniang would reply to her after listening for a long time: "Sister, I don't want to get married."

The aunt was stunned and asked, "Why?"

Erniang said: "How can you still have such a comfortable life after getting married?"

When the aunt heard this, she knew she was scared and immediately smiled and said, "You still think that you are a bird in love. In the past, there was Ya Niang, and later I helped you to hold you in front. Now I'm lying to Saburo again. When will you stand up on your own?"

On March 15th, when it was time for the Luo family to make cakes again, the brothers and sisters got up early to work, and the aunt and Lin Wulang came to help as usual.

Since Luo Yong asked his disciples to come to the door to help the Lin family with two days of farm work last time, the Lin family has been in a state of silence, and the aunt and the couple no longer need to look at the old couple's faces every day.

When the sister and the younger brother were making cakes in the kitchen together, the aunt joked about the words that the second wife said to her a few days ago.

"I dare not tell you what I have to say next time." Er Niang was a little embarrassed and annoyed.

"Men are married when they are old and women are married when they are old. Why don't you want to marry?" Lin Xingle was sitting behind the stove and burning the fire. He laughed when he heard this.

"If sister doesn't want to marry, then she won't marry." Luo Yong also said with a smile at this time.

"Don't say that it's unrestrained." The old lady just thought he was joking.

"I'm serious about this. Life is only a few decades long. The most important thing is to live comfortably. Whether to get married or not is that important." Luo Yong said again.

"If you don't get married, how should you handle your affairs in the future? How can your descendants offer incense?" Lin Xingle didn't understand why Luo Yong could say that.

"I was uncomfortable living when I was alive, so what's going on after I was alive? If my sister doesn't get married, her incense will naturally be worshipped by the children and grandchildren of the Luo family in the future. Sister, please be at ease. If those unfilial children and grandchildren are unwilling to worship you, I will give you half of the incense I receive at that time." Luo Yong said half seriously and half jokingly.

It was not that he deliberately wanted to say something shocking, but in this feudal society, a woman had no place to stand after leaving her family, either relying on her parents' home or her in-laws' home. If neither end of the day was reliable, then the woman's life was destined to be miserable.

Cao Gong's sentence: "Walking around the tree three times, what branches can you rely on?" is the most appropriate way to describe the fate of many women in the world.

Luo Yong said these words, but just for An Erniang's heart, he told her that no matter what the future is, her parents' family will definitely be very reliable.

After hearing what he said, Erniang's eyes turned red, and the aunt's heart was mixed. It should be noted that even when Ye Niang was alive, she had never said such words to them. How many women in the world can have such blessings and hear such words?

Lin Wulang looked at Luo Erniang and Aunt Luo again. He didn't know what to say immediately. For a moment, some quiet became in the kitchen, and only the sound of Luo Erniang waving her chopsticks and beating the eggs was left.

"Dare you ask Sanlang, is this cake made for sale?" At this time, the wooden door of the kitchen was knocked on. It was Du Qilang's servant.

"Are you hungry? Just take a few to eat." Luo Yong asked with a smile on his face.

"I heard from your children in the village that you sell this cake for a penny?" the servant asked again.

"That's right." Seeing that the other party insisted so much, Luo Yong replied casually.

"Get me twenty." The servant said, and put a handful of copper coins on the stove, obviously counting in advance.

After a while, Du Qilang's house, the wooden door creaked open, and the servant entered with a small pot of red date and brown sugar cake, which immediately smelled loud.

"Langjun, look, this cake is different from the cakes we had eaten in Chang'an City before. They are loose and soft. One cost only one cent, which is much cheaper than the Mifangzhai." The servant said happily.

"In the countryside, the prices cannot be compared with those in Chang'an City." Du Qilang also got up from the kang at this time, and placed hot water on the low table, waiting to eat the cake.

"You guys try it, it's really a little different."

"You eat too."

The master and servant sat opposite each other and experienced the beauty of the price gap.

"Mr., why don't we wait until the twenty-five days before leaving?"
Chapter completed!