Since Su Qi asked Yingyi to find a way to secretly buy Gu Xiaoyue, she arrived at the Gu family courtyard the next day.
As long as Gu Xiaoyue's uncle and aunt had money, they would naturally be happy to sell Gu Xiaoyue.
Who cares where Gu Xiaoyue goes?
Gu Xiaoyue's cousins hated their parents' behavior, but they were too young to do anything about it. Crying and begging was useless.
He just silently gave the few copper coins he had secretly hidden to Gu Xiaoyue, and told her that he would redeem her when they grew up.
In the future, these younger brothers and sisters will support Gu Xiaoyue and ask her not to forget them no matter what.
The little ones thought that Gu Xiaoyue had been sold far away. After she left home, she started to go into the mountains to collect leaves and chop firewood, and her sisters also wanted to embroider handkerchiefs to sell for money.
Apart from the eldest sister Gu Xiaocha, that girl not only bullied Gu Xiaoyue but also her own brothers and sisters.
I just want to fly up to the tree and become a phoenix.
Gu Xiaocha saw a bonfire barbecue being held on the south side of the stream and wanted to take the opportunity to join the Gu family's bonfire barbecue, but unfortunately he met Ying Shi, a guy with a sharp tongue.
He was also a master of tea tasting, and with just two sharp glares, Gu Xiaocha revealed his true form.
He drove the girl away with just a few words.
Gu Xiaocha ran home in tears, and Ying Shi ate barbecue while trying to make her cry. He also told Gu Xiaoyue not to worry, and that if she encountered such a person, she could just beat him up.
Meng Lizheng of Mengjiazhuang and several elders of the clan sat at a table.
Drink the Shaodaozi in the bowl and eat a skewer of lamb.
I just feel that the days are flying by in the sky, and the life of a god is probably just like this.
"Life is not easy for the people in Tangjiazhuang next door. Today I heard that Village Chief Tang organized the villagers to go into the mountains. If they don't get some food for the winter, they might starve to death." Second Uncle Meng said fearfully, squinting his eyes.
This day feels like a dream.
Chief Meng bit into the rabbit meat vigorously and said, "Our village used to be not as good as Tangjiazhuang. This year, it is all thanks to the Gu family."
The others nodded in agreement thoughtfully.
There was even more kindness in his eyes when he looked at Gu Beiheng and Su Qi.
The ancestors of Mengjiazhuang must have been so reluctant to see their descendants suffer from poverty that they found a way to send these two Bodhisattvas here.
Patriarch Meng decided to go to the ancestral hall tomorrow to chat with his ancestors.
We have to thank our ancestors for not forgetting these useless descendants.
"Beiheng. On behalf of our Meng tribe, thank you." Chief Meng drank the wine in the bowl readily and wiped his mouth with his hand.
He hadn't smelled alcohol in a long time, and God knows when he smelled this, he wanted to dive in and drink his fill.
"Heaven doesn't provide much for us in Mengjiazhuang. If you and your wife hadn't come here, we would have had a hard time this year."
Why.
Several elderly people shook their heads and sighed.
Su Qi walked over from the next table. She wanted to take the opportunity to talk to Patriarch Meng and the others about what to do next.
"Chief Meng. I met a lame Taoist priest in Mingfeng Town today. He observed the sky at night and said that this year will be a cold wave that occurs once in a hundred years, and this place will be buried in heavy snow." Su Qi came and sat next to Gu Beiheng.
Su Qi paused and continued mumbling, "Countless people died of freezing and starvation."
Meng Lizheng quietly took a bite of the lamb skewer and smacked his lips. "That lame Taoist priest you mentioned is blind. He's been saying this place was buried in the snow since two years ago."
Uncle Meng San took a sip of his wine and picked up a piece of braised rabbit meat with his chopsticks. "Last year, they kept saying there was snow everywhere, and many people froze to death." He opened his mouth and sucked in the braised rabbit meat.
"That man had an accident a few years ago, and since then he has burned down his house. He became a Taoist priest in a Taoist temple, but his brain is not very sharp."
Su Qi: ...She is the lame Taoist priest who is talking nonsense!
How to do this?
Gu Beiheng's eyes turned dark.
He and Su Qi looked at each other and knew that the lame Taoist priest Su Qi mentioned was fictional.
But there really is such a person.
He is blind and has mental problems.
"Village head. I think we should be cautious. What the lame Taoist priest tells everyone should be a warning from the gods. As the saying goes, the first year, the second year, nothing happened. What about the third year?"
Gu Beiheng looked up at the shining stars in the night sky. There was a fascinating power in the deep night sky.
"As the old saying goes, better safe than sorry. Don't you think this year is different from previous years?" Su Qi twitched her lips slightly. "Floods in late autumn are rare. It's strangely cold this time."
Chief Meng paused.
Our ancestors were afraid that their descendants would be too stupid and freeze to death without anyone to continue the family tree.
So you found a way to send these two people over here?
An idea flashed through Patriarch Meng's mind: this must be the reason. Looking at Su Qi and Gu Beiheng again, they looked like saviors.
"Mrs. Gu's words make sense. We should be on guard. What do you think we should do?" Clan leader Meng also lost interest in drinking, fearing that drinking too much would cause trouble.
Holding a big steamed bun in his hand, he ate braised rabbit meat.
"Every household in the village should store more firewood, and it's best to dig deeper cellars. Put some food and charcoal in the cellars. If the snowstorm is really serious, you can live in the cellar."
Su Qi knew that the cellar was warmer in winter.
"Mr. Gu, Madam Gu. There's not much food in our village, and we only get food and clothes by working in your house." Meng Lizheng thought for a moment and sighed, "We still have some land in our village. How about selling it for some food?"
Selling land?
Chief Meng's hands trembled.
That is the land left by our ancestors to these unworthy descendants.
Now the land is rented out to villagers for cultivation, and the income belongs to the Meng clan.
"Let's hold a meeting of the Meng clan tomorrow to get everyone's opinions. Each family has land. If they sell the land, can they rent it out to us for farming?" The hand holding the steamed bun was shaking a little, and he felt his shoulders inexplicably heavy.
He was afraid of no snowstorm, but even more afraid of a snowstorm.
"Of course you can. But you have to listen to me about what you plant. The fields in the village are too poor right now. After paying the taxes, there won't be much left over from the crops we plant. How will we feed ourselves?"
Su Qi's words touched these people's hearts.
The tax is paid after the autumn harvest.
There was no food left at all.
"Don't ordinary people rely on the weather for their livelihood?" There was a hint of desolation in the words of Chief Meng.
"If we have grain seeds that can double the yield, and then find a way to fertilize the land, won't there be a surplus after paying taxes?" Su Qi chuckled, his face full of confidence under the reflection of the campfire.
The infectious power of that confidence inexplicably gave hope to Chief Meng and several other elders.
The next table didn't drink.
Instead, start looking to the future.
The future is beautiful, the future that Su Qi talks about is beautiful.
If we want to see a better future, we must work together to overcome the current difficulties.
The construction of the blueprint makes the listeners excited.
Several elderly people were eager to roll up their sleeves and get to work, and they patted their chests to guarantee that the whole village would follow the Gu family's arrangements from now on.
Who dares to say no.
So they were exterminated from their clan.
The tribe is their roots, and this guarantee is very powerful.
Su Qi breathed a sigh of relief.
She and Gu Beiheng looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
"There are dozens of families in the village in the same situation as yours. We need to notify them as well." Meng Lizheng thought of something and pointed to the southeast corner for Su Qi and the others to see.
Gu Beiheng's eyes flickered, "Tomorrow my husband and I will go there in person."
"That's fine. Those people are a group of their own, and they make a living by hunting and reclaiming wasteland." Meng Lizheng glanced at the wine on the next table.
I'm so greedy.
Early the next morning.
After breakfast, Su Qi and Gu Beiheng gave instructions on their work progress. They then went to see the almost finished kang (kang bed). Su Qi asked Yingyi to build one in another empty room as well.
When everything was almost done, the two of them walked slowly towards the southeast.
It was said that the person exiled there was a great scholar of the time. The crime he was exiled for was hiding a rebellious book, and the emperor, in a rage, sentenced him to death.
The great scholar has disciples all over the world.
In the end, he was spared after thousands of students pleaded for him in blood. Instead, he was given the color of a zhang of scarlet, the same color that adds color to autumn maple leaves.
Who knows whether the maple leaves are red or not?
Anyway, the person is useless.
In the end, the whole family was demoted to commoners.
You will never be able to take the imperial examination for the rest of your life, even if there is a general amnesty.
This emperor is so cruel. Every dog that hears this wants to kick him.
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