It was dark in summer, and it was still bright when the ox cart arrived in Mujia Village. Zhang Da took a walk and sent Gui Chongyang back first before going to the back street with Guichun.

Mei was feeding chickens when she saw Gui Chongyang coming in with her pocket and hurried forward to continue.

Gui Chongyang said: "Aunt, these are divided into two parts. I will give one to my second grandpa and second grandma."

Mei nodded and said, "It is to respect the two elders. After all, I got such a large piece of pork at noon."

Grandpa Gui Er and Grandma Gui Er are Mei's uncle and aunt, and are also the elder with the closest blood relationship between Gui Chongyang. No matter what the attitude of Gui Er's grandma Gui Chongyang is, the junior, who is still showing goodwill. Mei naturally hopes that they can get along well."

After seeing the things in your pocket clearly, Mei was stunned: "These are more than fifty dollars, right?"

Gui Chongyang handed over the purse: "I didn't spend a penny, it was all prepared by Sister Zhou. I'll cook a few recipes next time and thank her."

It is only twenty or thirty cents for the wedding ceremony in the countryside. It is difficult to collect these things for no reason.

Mei couldn't help but frown and said, "This favor is too heavy."

Mei is a good writer and literate person, so he naturally doesn’t think these are more expensive than recipes. However, according to Gui Chongyang’s meaning, it is obvious that Zhou Dingxiang prepared these for Gui Chongyang first.

"It's nothing, I just don't think it thoroughly. I give half of it to my second grandfather. I'll save my second uncle from now on, and I hear it's not happy." Gui Chongyang said in a low voice.

Yang is Gui Qiu's biological mother, and it may be Zhou Dingxiang's mother-in-law later. No matter what the inside story is, Zhou Dingxiang only gave Gui's parents a house but had no second house, so it's easy to pick and choose.

Mei did not take the wallet and said, "You keep it in your hands to make pockets." After that, he went to the decimeter.

It was divided into two portions evenly. Gui Chongyang took five kilograms of rice, one kilogram of oil, and one kilogram of dried fragrant rice to Grandpa Gui Er.

Grandpa Gui Er had just set up dinner and the family had dinner in the main hall. Gui Wu and his wife were not here and had not come back in the town.

Seeing that Gui Chongyang arrived, Yang stood up and said, "Sit down and have a bite together."

Gui Chongyang handed over the pocket in his hand and said, "Second uncle, this is given by Sister Zhou."

Yang was a little surprised and looked at Guichun. Guichun had just arrived at home. Why didn’t he mention this? Since it was something for the second house, why did Gui Chongyang bring it with him instead of Guichun directly?

Gui Chun said: "That's for you, so you can keep it for food. It's not for nothing. You have to exchange it with recipes."

The meaning is that, and the order of the front and back is blurred. Yang's bento was replaced by Gui Chongyang's recipe. He felt that the child was a little greedy, but he couldn't blame anything, but he didn't stop it. He waved his hand and said, "There is no shortage of food at home, so you can keep it and take it back to eat it yourself."

Gui Chongyang put down his pocket and said, "Then let me be filial to my second grandfather, second grandma and uncle."

Grandpa Gui Er made a decision: "Cause it, go back and grind the wheat at home and send it to the front yard."

Yang then took it away. When he saw that there was still vegetarian oil and dried fragrance, he wanted to take it out for Gui Chongyang: "Leave the rice, take it back. When you are growing up, you will quit all the meat and fish, and you can also replenish some food."

Gui Chongyang shook his head and said, "Why are you so cute? Is it okay if you are really poor people who can't eat oil stars all year round?"

Yang shook his head in disapproval.

If it were other fathers, he would be filial to stay for three years; if Gui Yuan cheated me of my son like that, would he be worthy of filial piety to him?

But these days, Yang also realized that this little Chongyang is a temperate person, and he can blame him no matter how much he accuses him. When he mentioned him, his face turned sore after a bad word.

Grandpa Gui Er called Gui Chongyang forward, asked him to sit down next to him, and said, "Tomorrow I will tell your fifth uncle that he would buy you a small shop early to collect rent, so that he can't spend money casually. This food is endless, clothing is endless, and he will be poor for a lifetime."

Gui Chongyang nodded honestly and listened.

The meals are arranged on the dining table, the staple food is sorghum rice, a dish of wild boar and pickled pickles, and a dish of boiled cabbage.

Second Grandma Gui took the bowls and chopsticks to Gui Chongyang, but it was empty. Isn’t treating myself as an outsider? Gui Chongyang hesitated for a moment and wanted to get up to serve the rice himself, but was suppressed by Second Grandma Gui: "What a hurry? I know you are not used to coarse grains, so your second uncle has gone to make dumpling soup for you."

"No, just eat this." Gui Chongyang couldn't help but be anxious when he heard this.

It’s not that I have never worn coarse grains. When I don’t like to eat them at home, I don’t eat them anymore. If I come out, I seem too ignorant. Not to mention that Grandpa Gui Er’s family is full of elders, and the elders all eat coarse grains, so why do I have the nerve to eat small dishes?

The dregs soup is the most cooked. At this moment, Yang has brought out a small pot, which is full of gnocchi and the room is filled with the aroma of fresh wheat.

Grandma Gui frowned and disapproved: "How did you do these old ones?"

Yang smiled and said, "Little Chongyang is the most filial, how can you eat alone? Chun'er has made a big profit today. Let's eat a few bites and enjoy it as well."

Grandma Gui smiled when she heard this: "My eldest grandson is the most successful."

The fact that Gui Wu and Gui Chongyang’s uncle and nephew both wanted to study was not very much accepted. How could success or fame be so easy to take? Like the Mei family, it took several generations of people to offer a scholar, and that was the smoke from the ancestral grave.

In the eyes of the old lady, Gui Chun is not lazy and sloppy in the field. He can catch a hare or a pheasant in the slack farm. He is a good farmer, and his life will not be bad in the future. On the contrary, Gui Wu and Gui Chongyang uncle and nephew are like this. They do not know how to farm and have no farming work, and they cannot bear the hard days in the countryside. They can't talk about their lives. How much money do they have now, but what after they have spent it all?

But the youngest son was at home, and Gui Chongyang's nephew and grandson seemed to be raised by a coquettish person. The old lady was anxious and had no choice but to ask her uncle and nephew to come down to the ground immediately.

One thousand three hundred and seventy-two cents, and the fraction of two cents is not easy to calculate. According to one thousand three hundred and seventy, Guichun's equinox was 40%, which is 548 cents, and General Zhang also gave him two cents, which is 550 cents.

This is the money of two stones of wheat and two dou of wheat. If you buy millet, you can buy four stones more, seriousness will be a big profit.

The second room was full of joy, but Gui Chongyang was full of doubts while drinking Geda Soup.

Are these elders confused? Why do you remember to earn money and forget to lose money? The two acres of land that don’t count as long as the house, and only four and six acres of sorghum, were all ruined by wild boars. Now it’s too late to replant sorghum, so what should I do if I eat rations for the second half of the year?

Before Gui Chongyang could ask questions, Grandpa Gui Er had already looked outside and said, "It's raining these two days, and when the place is watered thoroughly, you will plant millet." He said to Gui Chongyang again, "I'll tell your aunt that you will plant millet together at that time."

The two acres of land for the long house are always planted in the second house, and half of the harvest is given to the long house. This is already 50% rent, which is more than the 40% rent that is common outside. It is considered that the second house is helping the long house.

Gui Chongyang naturally had no objection, but was just strange: "Is there no direct millet before doing anything?"

Milled noodles are not as good as white noodles, but they are soft and sweet, and taste better than sorghum.

Grandpa Gui Er said, "Souphill is well served. Even if you go to the fields, you can produce one and a half stone per mu. The millet is only one stone, which is a lot of food. But now with the profit of 550 cents, you won't lose money by changing the millet. There are a total of eight acres of land, and one acre is less than half a stone. There are four stones of sorghum, and sorghum is only about one hundred cents. This way, it's still a profit to change the millet this time, and the millet is more than sorghum."

"Tomorrow, I'll take back the sorghum stalks first, and there's no need to beat pig grass for half a month." said Grandma Gui Er.

Grandpa Gui Er said, "Pick some regular ones and dry them, and weave some covers."

Gui Chongyang smiled, but his heart was amazed.

How can this crop be planted again? How can it be based on the harvest theory? What about this manpower? To replant the land, sow and shovel the grass, this set of two or three months is only worth 150 cents?

Gui Chongyang felt that his previous idea was good. Even if he chose a rural residence, he could not really be a farmer, but he should be a landlord.

Everyone was saying this, and there was a movement outside the gate. It was Gui Wu and his wife who were back.

It was the Jiang family's carriage that sent the couple back. In addition to sending people back, there were also big bags of things.

"My mother ate the new wheat at home and liked it so much. She packed up these and asked us to bring them back as a gift." Jiang said with a smile.

Yang looked at the pockets of all sizes in front of him: "Is this so much?" What you can see were dozens of kilograms of rice and half a bag of dragon whisker noodles.

"What's so much? When the new food in the field comes down in autumn, I'll give them some more. They love that mouthful." Jiang said.

The second grandmother Gui was a little awkward. The old lady just despised Gui Chongyang for being picky about food, but her son and daughter-in-law were not much better. To put it nicely, it was just a gift from her mother-in-law who was afraid that there was no food at home, so she was wronged by their daughter.

Grandma Gui was uncomfortable, but she was all mother-in-law. She also understood Mrs. Jiang's intention to be a mother, so she nodded and said, "Since it is a gift from her parents-in-law, I will keep it. I will save a few kilograms of wild boar meat tomorrow and take it to her parents-in-law to taste the fresh next time."

"Wild Boar?" Gui Wu was startled and hurried to see Grandpa Gui Er. He looked at Gui Chun again. Seeing that both grandfather and grandson were intact, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The teahouse just said that you were over. What's going on? Are you selling wild boar meat to the town?"

Gui Chun smiled and said, "I'm lucky today. I took Chongyang to see the sorghum field at the foot of the mountain. I was just catching the wild boar down the mountain. I called the villagers to catch them, and they killed two of them."

Gui Wumeng looked at Gui Chongyang again, and felt that the hairs on his back were standing up. That was a wild boar, nothing else.

"The villagers divided the ones, and the master and I sold them to Master Zhou's shop. I divided them into five hundred and fifty cents." Gui Chun couldn't help but feel a little proud in his voice.
Chapter completed!