Chapter 52: Raising the Beam
The whole Internet knows that Jun Qiulan has a cat named Jun Baisong.
Uncle Hua just remembered that the luggage they had just brought over also included a cat climbing frame.
But what about cats?
Besides, Jun Qiulan hasn’t been back for a few days. How is the cat now?
Jun Qiulan's heart tightened. He had actually forgotten about this.
The cat has been at home all the time, and his parents take care of him like their own grandson. He eats until he is full every day, and then runs two miles after the old yellow dog in the village as exercise.
Apart from occasionally taking photos of Yan Jing, he basically never brought the cat back.
After all, he had experienced many storms, so he was nervous inside, but his face did not look panicked.
"I came back secretly in the middle of the night for the first two days and took two clothes. I also took the cat with me. I've left it at the hotel now. It's okay, don't worry. I'll bring Songsong back once I'm settled here."
Uncle Hua and Zhang Li both nodded.
How could such a reliable person leave a cat alone at home for so many days?
"Okay, pack your things first."
Uncle Hua and Zhang Li rode away on their tricycles again.
Jun Qiulan finally had time to look at his new place of residence.
He seemed unable to regard this place as his home. The rental house was just his place to stay in this world. In fact, if there was nothing important the next day, he would prefer to go back to the village to sleep. Although the bed over there was not comfortable to sleep on, he still preferred to go home.
Maybe I still don't feel a sense of belonging to this world.
The two-bedroom house looked like it had been renovated a few years ago, but there was no sign that anyone had ever lived there. The house had a separate bathroom, a small kitchen, and was fully equipped with appliances, furniture, and facilities, all of which were basically new.
The rent that Uncle Hua asked for was really... making Jun Qiulan feel like her face was burning.
For such a good house, Uncle Hua asked him to pay 8,000 yuan in rent a year, which also included the so-called property management fee.
Then there are the water, electricity and gas bills, which he will need to pay himself in the future.
He knew that Uncle Hua was taking care of him deliberately.
Jun Qiulan quickly packed up the things he had brought with him.
He used to be a prince and lived in the palace, and he never did these mundane things.
When he first settled down in the border town, he was clumsy at doing housework and needed his mother's help to make the bed. Now he can do it quite well.
Being self-reliant and self-reliant is a good life.
After making the bed and arranging the other luggage, Uncle Hua and his companions came over with bags of various sizes.
Among them is the thick quilt that Jun Qiulan bought some time ago, which she was going to take home.
Because of this incident, the delivery was delayed for several days, and Uncle Hua signed for the express delivery on his behalf.
Fortunately, they were all household items for keeping warm in winter, so Uncle Hua didn’t think there was anything wrong.
"Why did you make the bed in the second bedroom? You're the only one living in this room, so you should sleep in the big room." Uncle Hua was still puzzled.
There is a 1.8-meter-long bed in the big room, and this time a tatami mat was made in the bedroom, and the bed is only 1.3 meters long.
It’s enough for me to live alone.
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "There is a small desk in the bedroom this time. I can read books and write here. When I feel tired, I can just lie down on the bed and rest."
Let's clean the master bedroom when his parents can come over.
"You can arrange it yourself." Uncle Hua has already rented the house to Jun Qiulan, so she can live in any room she wants.
"Thank you Uncle Hua and Brother Zhang for today." Jun Qiulan saw that it was still early, "I'll treat everyone to a skewers. Let's go. I'll clean up the rest when I get back."
Recently, he doesn't dare to go out during the day. Apart from the crew, he basically doesn't go anywhere. When he has to go out, he has to wear a mask.
There are fewer people at night, so it’s more convenient.
Uncle Hua and Zhang Li did not reject his good intention.
The ways of the world are all about give and take.
At the barbecue stall, Jun Qiulan ordered a lot of things. According to the local saying, these things don’t seem to be very healthy. He doesn’t eat them very often, but it should be okay to eat them occasionally. He quite likes the rich taste of barbecue skewers.
While eating skewers, the two were still teasing Jun Qiulan.
He said that when he first came down the mountain, he knew nothing and couldn't even use a mobile phone, but now he has become a little star.
Uncle Hua was even more so. Jun Qiulan posted on Weibo two days ago that she had moved. Someone also found out about his whereabouts and came to him to ask if he could rent the house that Jun Qiulan had lived in before.
Not to mention, these little girls and young men are actually quite fun. As long as it doesn't affect their lives, for someone of Uncle Hua's age, it's just for fun, no big deal.
He said this because he was afraid that Jun Qiulan would think that he was causing trouble for him.
Zhang Li also said, "Come on, luckily you left your email address on Weibo, otherwise I don't know how many people would come to me to ask about you."
Even now, there are still people looking for him, but the situation is much better than before.
Jun Qiulan laughed dumbly, "Isn't this all thanks to the good people like Brother Zhang Li and Uncle Hua that I met after I came down the mountain?"
After a pause, he said, "Anyway, this incident has indeed caused you some trouble."
"It's not a big deal." Uncle Hua waved his hand. "It's not easy for a kid under 20 to come out and fight on your own."
When he first saw the news about Jun Qiulan being slandered online, he was furious.
Shouldn’t such a good child have a few rich friends?
He even went online to argue with netizens, but he couldn't win the argument and his blood pressure rose.
Zhang Li laughed a little. In fact, when he first made friends with Jun Qiulan, his intention was to help him when he was in trouble and to help him in the future.
But after getting to know him, I realized that he was a friend worth making.
Don't be fooled by his young age, he is very smart.
On the contrary, he, a veteran in the underworld, sometimes feels inferior to others.
"By the way, I saw your ID card before. Is your birthday coming up soon?"
Jun Qiulan nodded, "Are there any special customs for celebrating birthdays here?"
Turning twenty, the crown of his life, is a very important day in his hometown.
My parents have already mentioned it, and it depends on whether he can spare a day.
Zhang Li and Uncle Hua both wanted to say that celebrating a birthday is just about getting together with friends and family, eating, drinking, and celebrating, and that's about it.
But before he could say it, everyone remembered that this man seemed to have no family except his fellow disciples in the Taoist temple.
"Why don't you come to Uncle Hua's house for dinner on your birthday? Uncle Hua will show you how to cook some delicious dishes. Your Aunt Hua can also bake cakes. Feel free to invite your friends over too."
Jun Qiulan said warmly, "I don't care about this, and I'm busy filming recently. I'm afraid I'll have to refuse Uncle Hua's kindness."
Uncle Hua also understood. His daughter was also busy working and had forgotten her birthday for two consecutive years.
It seems that young people nowadays like to celebrate birthdays less and less.
"It's okay, let's just celebrate for you today in advance. I wish our Xiaolan good health and all the best." Uncle Hua raised his Coke.
Zhang Li also raised his glass: "Then I wish Xiao Lan a bright future and a smooth career."
Jun Qiulan's eyes were filled with tears.
He raised his glass and, following the local etiquette, clinked glasses with everyone and toasted.
Then he stood up again and solemnly performed the ancient ritual for them.
"I also wish Uncle Hua and Brother Zhang all the best."
"Oh, this is a ritual performed by ancient people, right? I wonder which dynasty it was from?"
Zhang Li smiled, "His posture is much more standard than the young masters in many costume dramas. Just the look of him is enough to make him look like that."
No wonder costume dramas prefer him.
Jun Qiulan smiled. There was no way to verify the existence of Dasheng in this world anyway, so he just assumed that he learned it on the crew.
Moving, filming, and being busy for a while.
The new house in Biancheng Village is almost completed.
Find an auspicious day to put up the beam.
It just so happened that Jun Qiulan didn't have any scenes today, so he simply said in the work group that he would not go to study today.
He treats filming as just punching in at work.
Regardless of whether he has a role to play today, he will report to the crew on time.
This made the other actors feel quite embarrassed, and somehow, the atmosphere of the entire crew improved a lot.
Jun Qiulan is not from a professional background, but there is no doubt that he is talented.
If others are more talented than you and work harder than you, then those who are idle will seem particularly unmotivated.
For a moment, everyone rolled up.
Wang Dao was happy to see this phenomenon.
For ordinary office workers with a fixed salary, there is not much point in being successful, but it is different for actors. In addition to getting paid, they also need to rely on their acting skills. Excellent acting skills can benefit them in the future, and the audience has sharp eyes.
After experiencing the luxury car scandal, Jun Qiulan is still the same as before. I have to say, it is still very admirable.
Everyone understood that he was not coming for just one day, and asked him if he had anything to do or if he needed help.
Including Director Wang, everyone sent him a message individually.
Although Wang Dao seems to be a cold person, he has a warm heart.
Jun Qiulan felt warm in her heart and repeatedly said that she was fine and just had to take care of some personal matters.
Small village.
Raising the beam is a big day, and all the villagers who have free time come to join in the fun, and everyone has wrapped themselves in thick coats.
"This house is really magnificent, even more luxurious than the village head's house."
"The head of the village has many more rooms than this Jun's family. Their house is so big, but there are only a few rooms."
"They are just a family of four now, why do they need so many rooms?"
"Miss Jun will have to get married in the future, and Master Jun can marry a wife and have a few children, so there will be enough room for us to live."
"I heard Mr. Jun is preparing for his son's coming-of-age ceremony. It's called the 'Ji Guan' in the city, meaning he's 20 years old. What kind of wife is he planning to find?"
"Why? Do you have a relative who also wants to be the Crown Princess?"
"Go to hell, don't let anyone hear you say this. If you bring up the royal family, how many lives do you have left in your family to keep you here?"
…
The villagers gathered together, whispering to each other.
Jun Qiulan actually heard almost everything.
He hoped that his parents would not mention the matter of getting married, for fear that it would be brought up on the day of his coming of age.
Nothing else matters.
Some villagers bravely went in to take a look and noticed the unique bed.
"How did you build this bed with bricks?"
Jun Qiulan smiled gently, just waiting for someone to ask.
"This is a kang bed, old man. Look, if you light a fire over here, the heat from the stove will come in through the flue. Then the bed will be warm, and you won't be afraid of the cold in winter anymore."
When the old man heard this, his cloudy eyes lit up.
Every winter, when I am at home, I wear as much as I can and dare not go out unless it is necessary. If I go out, I have to put on all the thick clothes in the house.
Otherwise they would all freeze to death outside.
If you are diligent at home, you can stock up on firewood during the autumn and light a brazier at home to keep the whole family warm.
As for charcoal fire, peasants like them wouldn't even dare to think about it. At most, there was a small piece of charcoal that was always in the stove, but what use could it be?
This kang bed is a good thing.
Who doesn’t cook?
If we fix this kang bed, it will be warm when we cook at home.
The girls and women in the family can do embroidery work on the bed without worrying about their hands and feet getting cold.
"This, this kang bed." He wanted to ask how to make it, but he couldn't bring himself to ask.
I don’t have much interaction with Jun Qiulan and his family.
After all, this is a craft.
Jun Qiulan noticed his discomfort and said, "This is a brick kang. Actually, there are also adobe kangs. The methods are similar and the cost is not expensive. If you have two kang beds at home, you can make winter a little easier. If you want someone to build a kang, you can ask Master Qin."
Master Qin was there too, and he immediately started soliciting business for himself: "This kang is not expensive. If you have any ideas, you can come to me, Old Qin. For the sake of Master Jun, I will give you a low price. Other villages don't offer this price, so don't tell anyone."
This sentence is interesting.
For the sake of Mr. Jun.
Could it be that this kang bed is related to Young Master Jun?
Master Qin had promised Jun Qiulan not to spread the origins of the fire kang, so he could only find an excuse, "Young Master Jun has done me a favor. We are all his fellow villagers, and we have always taken good care of the Jun family. Old Qin is just repaying a favor on behalf of the Jun family."
Regardless of whether these people take care of Jun Qiulan or not, we should support them first. In this way, if the Jun family really encounters any problems in the future, no one will have to stand idly by. At least, those who have shared the kang should be able to lend a hand.
This kang is a good thing. Anyone who can afford to eat will definitely save some money and build two kangs at home.
I’m afraid of freezing to death. Every winter, some people die in their sleep.
Suddenly, the villagers' eyes were fixed on Jun Qiulan.
Jun Qiulan was a little helpless. He just wanted to spread the word about the kang. Reputation was not important to him and was even a burden.
But he also knew that this was Master Qin's good intention.
"We are all from the same village. Nowadays, there is no such thing as a noble or a noble. We are all ordinary people making a living like everyone else."
This was said humbly, and the villagers felt comfortable hearing it.
Immediately, several people went to Master Qin to register, fearing that they would be late and suffer from the cold for a few more days.
"Don't worry, Lao Qin and I have a group of brothers. We can register today and start construction tomorrow."
It’s so lively, just like Chinese New Year.
The village head in the crowd looked at the family with a slightly complicated look.
When his son brought the person back, he was actually nervous. After all, he was a royal relative. He was not afraid of anything else, but he was afraid that the royal relative had a bad temper and could not get along well with the villagers. If some conflicts arose, it would be troublesome.
Unexpectedly, the family adapted quite well.
It also brings a lot of benefits to the village.
This kang...is not the first thing.
The first thing is to prevent the epidemic. If Jun Qiulan had not acted decisively, their village would probably have been in trouble.
The second thing is cement.
The first family in this village to use cement was Jun Qiulan and his family.
Not long after, the newly appointed prefect first levied a wave of corvee labor. This time, the labor was not for free. It was clearly stated that the wages would be paid. The wages were not much, but three meals a day were included. I heard from the people who came back from the village that they were full three times a day and could even taste a little meat occasionally.
It can be seen that the prefect must be a good official, and the lives of the common people can be much more peaceful.
The conscripted laborers were sent to mine stones.
I heard that the stones mined here are all used to make cement.
The cement is made and sold to the people at a reasonable price. I heard that the orders are already booked until next year.
However, anyone from their village who registers can be given a little priority.
After all, his son was a minor clerk in the government office and was better informed. He knew that the city walls were being repaired with cement.
Jun Qiulan's family had already used this cement before it was sold, and later General Huo personally led people to bring several large trucks of it to them.
Upon further analysis, the formula of this cement is probably related to Jun Qiulan and his family.
If you think about it carefully, it seems understandable why this news did not get out.
As expected of him coming from the capital, as expected of him being the crown prince in the past.
This family is also unfortunate, having ended up in this poor place.
Forget it, let’s not talk about it anymore. If I have the chance in the future, I should take better care of this family.
He didn't have much experience, but he always felt that this family could bring unprecedented changes to the border town.
The auspicious time has arrived.
When putting up the roof beam, even when building a house in the village, a small ceremony must be held.
There is also a special song for raising the beam.
It is meant to drive away evil spirits, protect the peace of the home, and also to wish the family prosperity, wealth and good fortune.
The beams in this house are made of high-quality wood that Master Qin found through his connections.
Jun Qiulan didn't recognize what kind of tree trunk it was, but it must be a tree unique to this place.
After the beams are put up, the roof will be capped, which means that the house will be completed soon and they will be able to move into the new house before the New Year.
Jun Yu came to urge the construction time again, "Master Qin, can you shorten the construction time by a few days?"
Master Qin was a little surprised, "Why are you so anxious?"
When we first started building the house, we agreed to shorten the construction period as much as possible.
He could understand it. After all, they used to be a wealthy family, and now they were living in two adobe houses. They must not be used to it.
It was another job introduced to him by Mr. Su, so of course he worked hard. He would lead the workers to work before dawn every day and would not rest until dark.
According to the conventional construction time of such a large house, the construction period is roughly shortened by half.
But the ceiling has been closed today, so it won’t take much time in general. Why are you still in such a hurry?
Jun Yu smiled sheepishly, "My son's coming-of-age birthday is coming up soon. Even though he's in the village right now, I still want to hold a little ceremony for him. I'll also invite Master Qin and some of the village's friends to join in the fun."
After this explanation, Master Qin understood.
The villagers don’t care about wearing a crown or not. Most of them get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and their hair is tied up with cloth strips. There is no such thing as wearing a crown.
But the Jun family's previous status was different after all. He had heard that any family with some background would still attach great importance to the men's coming-of-age ceremony and the women's coming-of-age ceremony.
"I'll do my best, Lao Qin."
Jun Yu smiled and said, "Thank you for the hard work, Master Qin and all the brothers. Don't worry, we will not let you down in terms of wages."
Lao Qin also laughed, "It's just that the snow fell late this year. It's already this late, and there's no sign of snow. If it really snows, even if Mr. Jun pays more, it won't snow any faster."
"Maybe God has mercy on our family."
Perhaps it is not just their family that deserves pity, but all the poor people in this world.
Otherwise, his son would not have had such an opportunity, nor would he have done more good deeds and used more things over there to change the world, thus giving them a safe retreat in the future.
Jun Yu often thinks about this question: what exactly does Lan'er need to do to solve this mystery, and to what extent does she need to go?
The more I think about this, the more frightened I become.
Then let's take it one step at a time.
My son is very lucky, and as a father, I cannot hold him back.
After the ceremony, the villagers dispersed and Jun Qiulan found his father holding Songsong.
"Dad, I'm going to send the quilt to Wan'er. Is there anything you and Mom want me to take with you?"
"Nothing." Jun Yu said, "You should also go to your cousin Yan's place."
After the business got on track, Song Xirong never went there again.
After all, it is the business of three young people. It is not appropriate for her to interfere too much. She should let the young people grow through exploration on their own.
Jun Qiulan nodded and said, "I was originally going to go, and my son also bought a quilt for cousin Yan."
The winter here is too cold. Even if it doesn’t snow, it’s still freezing cold.
The house has not been built yet, so cousin Yan has to stay in the shop for a while.
That is, he bought a few light down jackets and cotton trousers from there to wear inside, so that he would not be unable to even go out.
It is not easy to collect down from ducks and geese, but cotton, on the other hand, can be harvested as long as it is planted.
Cotton is a good thing.
However, after it was presented to Mrs. Huo, it seemed that it was not taken seriously.
Probably because they raise sheep in the border town, wool is cheap and affordable for most people, and it also keeps people warm.
There is no need to go to the trouble of breeding a new variety.
Jun Qiulan thought that maybe next year he could ask Song Ting to bring some seeds back to Jiangnan.
Although cotton prefers drought, there are many varieties. When the time comes, he can just get some cotton seeds suitable for the climate of Jiangnan from modern times.
It just so happens that this cotton can not only be used to make warm quilts and cotton clothes, but can also be woven into cotton cloth, which is breathable and sweat-absorbent.
"There is one more thing." Jun Yu looked at his son who was as tall as him, feeling a little emotional.
As soon as their son turned one year old, he was taken away from the palace. As parents, they had missed their son's birthday for eighteen years.
Last year, on their son’s birthday, the family was imprisoned again and could not celebrate.
This year's birthday is quite special, so no matter what, it cannot be taken lightly.
Jun Qiulan: "Father, just say it."
"We would like to invite Mr. Su to preside over your coming-of-age ceremony. He taught you for a year, so we can say he's your teacher for a day. Now he's in the border town, and he's been taking good care of our family."
In addition to Mr. Su, he actually thought of General Huo or the new prefect Duan Wen. After careful consideration, he still felt that Mr. Su was more suitable.
It is still not appropriate for them to have any open involvement with officials.
Jun Qiulan smiled, "Okay, I'll follow Mom and Dad's instructions. I happen to have extra quilts, so I'll send one over to Master as well."
"Okay, can you carry so many things with you? If not, let Lao Zhou from the village give you a ride in his ox cart."
"No, I just want to take a walk and hang out in front of people. I have to get busy again in a few days."
That means I won’t be able to show my face here for a while.
The quilts he bought were bundled together. The winter quilts he bought only weighed ten kilograms, and three quilts weighed only thirty kilograms. When tied on his back, he didn't feel much of a burden.
All the way out of the village.
Perhaps the news about the kang had spread throughout the village, and anyone who met him had to say hello to him.
Jun Qiulan also responded with a smile.
It was Old Zhou, the one my father mentioned, who was chasing us in a ox cart.
"Mr. Jun, let's go, get in the car, I also need to go into the city to buy some things."
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing. Since it was on his way, he couldn't refuse.
Anyway, it’s enough to show up in the village.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhou."
"Don't be polite, we're all from the same village. When I go to the city, everyone takes my car."
There was no shed on the ox cart, so it was still a bit cold to sit on it. Compared with the luxurious horse-drawn carriages of the past, this ox cart was a bit shabby.
Even so, in their big village, only five households have cows.
"Uncle Zhou, I want to ask you something."
"You say it."
"How much does a calf like this usually cost?"
"This is a large yellow ox with good endurance, good physical strength, and a gentle temperament. As for the calf, it's probably worth around fifteen taels of silver."
Jun Qiulan was speechless.
Fifteen taels of silver.
Many villagers in the village may not even earn five taels of silver a year per family.
He knew the prices in the other world like the back of his hand, but he only had a vague understanding of the prices in the border town.
But he had heard that those brokers came to the village to buy children, and they would pay three or five taels of silver for a little girl and a little more for a little boy.
A living person is not as valuable as a calf.
In this situation, is he right?
Jun Qiulan was silent for a while.
In the past, when he was in a high position, he had never seen these problems.
Most people in the capital are wealthy, and at least they have enough food and clothing.
The maids and servants trained in the pawnshops were also bought from poor areas.
In another world, selling children is an illegal act and the offender will be sentenced.
But here, it seems to have become the default rule for everyone.
Many families who sell their children are not really cruel. Sometimes they have no other choice. Selling them actually gives them a way to survive, otherwise they would starve to death.
This world...
"Mr. Jun, are you going to buy a cow?" Uncle Zhou interrupted Jun Qiulan's thoughts.
Jun Qiulan came back to his senses and forced a smile, "I don't have the money right now. I just built a house and I'm short of money."
I'm not short of money, but I can't show off my wealth.
Zhou Bo thought about it and realized that this was the case.
"You don't have any land now, so you don't need oxen to plow the fields. If you just want to make it easier to go to the city, you can buy a donkey or a mule."
It is impossible to buy a horse, flattery is even more expensive.
Jun Qiulan's heart moved, mule, donkey.
Maybe it can be arranged.
When the house is built, Song Yan will move in, but he still has to go to the city to open the shop every day.
Although the distance is not far, it would be more convenient with a donkey cart, and it can occasionally be used to transport goods.
"But I don't recommend buying it this season. It's too cold in winter. If you don't take good care of it, wouldn't it be a waste of money?"
"Okay, I'll discuss it with my family when I get back."
Zhou Bo laughed, "What are you carrying? Bedding?"
"Yes, Uncle Zhou, have you heard of cotton?"
"What is this?"
Jun Qiulan explained and then asked, "If there are seeds, Uncle Zhou, do you think the villagers would be willing to grow this kind of cotton?"
"This cotton sounds like a good thing, but wool here is cheap and basically free. It just smells a bit stronger, but it can still keep you warm in winter."
What this means is that few people are willing to plant it.
Crops are grown in the fields, and filling your stomach is the most important thing. For keeping warm, wool and sheepskin are enough.
Jun Qiulan understood.
It is indeed so. I am afraid Mrs. Huo thinks so too.
He sighed. Actually, Uncle Zhou and Mrs. Huo were not wrong.
It's because no one has the energy to accept anything new.
There is still a big difference between cotton and grain.
I'm afraid Song Ting and the others will have to take this cotton back to plant.
Fortunately, cotton is Cottonseed Oil, a product of Dashengyuan. It’s just that no one thought about it in this direction before, and only regarded it as an ornamental plant.
Go to the store.
What a coincidence.
Wan'er and Qian Miao'er happened to be free today, so they came out for a walk and visited the store.
The puff pastry egg custard cups had been sold out long ago, and at this moment the two girls were chatting with Song Yan and Fang Yun.
"Brother, why are you here?"
Jun Shuwan was very happy to see her brother.
Jun Qiulan chuckled: "You're already a grown-up girl, why are you still so noisy?"
That being said, Wan'er is in better condition now.
Jun Shuwan also smiled. "My brother's birthday is in a few days. I've told Madam Huo that I'll go home and rest for a few days."
We had originally planned to have a few days off every month, but I was too busy recently and couldn't spare the time to go back, so Miao'er didn't go back either.
This time I have to go back and stay for a few days no matter what.
The new house is about to be built.
I heard that my brother also built a kang, which is very warm to sleep on.
Jun Qiulan nodded, "Have you finished with the winter clothes?"
Jun Shuwan smiled and said, "With the loom this year, efficiency has increased a lot. The soldiers' winter clothes have been distributed ahead of time."
She still remembered Mrs. Huo's surprised expression when she first saw the efficiency of the weaving machine.
As expected, technology changes our lives. Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing when thinking about it. Only by improving productivity can we make everyone's life better.
"What did you bring today?"
"It's bedding. It's cold out, so I brought a quilt for each of you."
Qian Miaoer was a little envious watching from the side.
She obviously has three brothers, but now all three of them are in the military camp.
Because they were sent to the military camp as conscripts, they could not enter and leave freely like ordinary military households for the time being.
I heard that there has been unrest outside the city recently, and many villages far away have suffered from the Rongdi people.
They burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of evil.
General Huo also sent more troops there.
Qian Miaoer heard from others that if the soldiers who were sent to the army did not fight in the war, they would have to patrol the villages in the first year.
There is a saying that they were released to build up their courage. Those Rongdi people are not civilized people, they are a bunch of barbarians. When they fight, they are aiming for lives.
Most of the exiled military households had never seen blood before...
Although you will be trained in martial arts and learn how to use weapons by veterans when you enter the military camp, if you cannot pass the test of killing the Rongdi, or die under the sword of the Rongdi, don't think about going to the battlefield in the future, let alone thinking about leaving the military household.
Jun Qiulan has a clear mind.
"Ms. Miao'er, we have a lot of cement left over from building our house. My mother decided to give it all to your family. Now you are also pasting the walls. Next time you come home, you will definitely see a different courtyard."
Qian Miaoer's face was filled with smiles again. "Thank you, Mr. Jun. My third sister-in-law also told me that mother said she is going to build us two big kangs."
Their family knew about kangs earlier than the villagers. They were not expensive, so they could build two if they gritted their teeth.
We can't let the whole family freeze to death in the winter.
Fortunately, Fang Yun now has a business making puff pastry egg custard cups, which makes their family's life much more comfortable.
If they save a little more money, they will be able to buy the two small courtyards.
Having a home of their own, even if it is just a few thatched huts, it belongs to them and provides them with a foundation for their livelihood.
They are where they are today thanks to the help of the Jun family, and they always remember their kindness.
Song Yan has been doing pretty well recently and is slowly getting used to life in the border town.
It’s just that the winter in this border town is too cold, and he can’t adapt to it for a while.
"Cousin, your quilt is very warm just by holding it in your arms. What is the filling inside?"
Jun Qiulan explained again.
"It turns out to be the genus Centella asiatica." Song Yan was surprised. They used to grow a few of them in the garden of their Song Mansion.
I never thought it could be used to make a quilt.
What a waste of resources.
When Jun Qiulan talked about the quilt, he did not avoid Qian Miaoer and Fang Yun.
Everyone tacitly agreed not to ask and directly started discussing Baidiezi.
Jun Qiulan also chatted with everyone for a while, and when he saw that it was getting late, he prepared to leave.
"I still have to go to Mr. Su's house. Wan'er, do you want me to take you back to the General's Mansion?"
"Brother, you go first. Miao'er and I will stay for a while. There is nothing important to do in the mansion today."
The Jun Shuwan today is no longer the timid Jun Shuwan who first came to the border town.
The most important thing is that in the city, when she walked out of the door, no one looked at her with bad eyes anymore.
This is not because she is by Mrs. Huo's side, but because she has earned the respect for herself.
Jun Qiulan is happy for Wan'er's growth.
"When you go home in a few days, I will give you two books."
Jun Shuwan's eyes lit up.
No need to think about it, it must be medical skills from another world.
She now occasionally talks to retired military doctors to learn some basic knowledge. In order to learn the medical skills from another world, she must also understand their local medical skills.
And she also knew that the medical skills of another world could not be fully realized in this world.
The best way is to combine the two medical techniques to find the best treatment plan.
"Go ahead and get busy. Miao'er and I will go back with my cousin when the time comes."
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing.
After he came out, he started to think about something.
He hasn't bought the medical book for Wan'er yet.
The main reason is that I have been busy with too many things recently and have no time to go to the bookstore.
So here comes the question.
He is going to find Mr. Su now.
Mr. Su was waiting for him to bring the book over.
As expected, as soon as he entered the door, the first thing Mr. Su said was to ask about books.
"Did you send me a book today?"
His eyes were full of anticipation.
Jun Qiulan didn't dare to look directly at him. "No, Book, we have to wait a few more days. The weather is getting colder. I will bring you a thick quilt."
Su Changxun couldn't say he was disappointed. He even suspected that this kid was deliberately not letting him read those books.
Among the books I exchanged with Jun Yu last time, only a geography book and a mythology travel book were more interesting. He just glanced at the others.
Just waiting for Jun Qiulan's new book.
Jun Qiulan's scalp tingled, and he got straight to the point. "Sir, my student's coming-of-age ceremony is coming soon. I came here today to ask you to preside over the ceremony."
After a pause, he added, "By then, the book you want, sir, should be here."
Su Changxun laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward.
"Why? Do you think I won't be willing to preside over your coronation ceremony without the book?"
It was obviously a joke.
Jun Qiulan didn't dare to laugh, he just bowed and said, "Thank you, sir."
"Please sit down." Su Changxun looked at the sky. "It's still early. Come and debate with me for a while."
Jun Qiulan was speechless and amused, "Sir, what do you want to argue about today?"
"Forget it." Su Changxun threw the book aside. "Let's change to another question today. It's something I've been thinking about recently."
"Sir, please speak."
"Since ancient times, those in power have often governed the people by keeping them ignorant. What do you think of this, Qiu Lan?"
Jun Qiulan: "..."
What, you still haven't given up?
Even after drinking the hot tea, he could only bite the bullet and say a few words, "It is not advisable to fool the people. Only by enlightening the people can the country develop better and longer-term..."
He made a summary based on what he saw and heard in another world.
As a result, Su Changxun became more and more excited the more he listened.
He was even invited to have dinner with her. If it wasn't inappropriate, he would have discussed it with Jun Qiulan all night.
After thinking about it, he decided to let Liu Tong drive the ox cart to send Jun Qiulan back.
Jun Yu and Song Xirong were getting a little anxious waiting, and they were relieved when they saw someone coming back.
Jun Qiulan: "I was debating with the teacher and didn't pay attention to the time. I made my parents worried."
"It's okay as long as it's okay." Jun Yu asked, "Did Mr. Su agree?"
Of course I agreed and was waiting to come over to get the book.
Jun Qiulan has a scene to shoot early tomorrow morning, so she plans to go back there and sleep tonight.
He had no cell phone signal all day today, so he had to go over to check the messages.
I was shocked when I saw it.
Qu Feng actually called him more than a dozen times.
There were also a few calls from Director Chen.
It started at noon.
Could it be that there is something wrong with the Bastard's Strategy?
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