Chapter 965 Chapter 965, One Hundred Thousand Whys
Daohua took out half of the sweet potatoes that Li Xingnian brought and put them in the farm for breeding, and planted the other half in the space, preparing to start planting next year.
“Why is it so hot this year?”
After mid-June, the temperature in Liangdu became hotter day by day. The ground was scorching hot. Water sprinkled on the ground evaporated in just a few moments. Everyone was so hot that they didn't want to move.
Daohua was worried that her son would get heatstroke, so she had to force him to stay in the house and not let him go out. Fortunately, there were many toys in the toy room, and the little guy was quiet after making a fuss at the beginning.
It wasn't until mid-August that the temperature began to drop.
But this time the temperature difference was a bit too big. It was originally an autumn with clear and cool weather, but now people feel cold.
Some experienced elders expressed their concerns: "The weather this year is a bit abnormal. Let's quickly harvest the crops."
Master Wang also had this concern and immediately reported it to Xiao Yeyang.
After hearing this, Xiao Yeyang consulted some experienced farmers and they all came to the same conclusion. He then ordered all the guards to harvest the crops in the fields ahead of time.
As expected, in September, frost appeared in several garrisons in Xiliang, and some crops that could not be harvested in time were frozen on a large scale.
"This winter may be very cold, so we need to prepare more winter supplies."
After Xiao Yeyang returned home, he talked to Daohua about it.
Daohua nodded. "I feel it too. In previous years, Xiliang also started to get cold in September, but not as cold as this year. Some of the servants in the mansion who are not in good health have put on cotton clothes."
Xiao Yeyang: "I have sent people to Ganzhouwei. We need to bring more coal here for storage. If there is a disaster, we can respond in time."
Daohua hummed, "I'll take care of the preparations here at the mansion. You just worry about the outside affairs."
Xiao Yeyang added, "Fortunately, you taught everyone how to knit sweaters this year. The Quartermaster General's Office has prepared tens of thousands of sweaters and trousers. Each of the twelve military towns will receive one set. The patrolling soldiers should be able to receive one set each."
"As for ordinary people, there are many herdsmen in Xiliang, and wool is not hard to come by. If we save some money, every family should be able to get enough to wear."
As October began, heavy snow fell in many places in Xiliang.
In less than half a month, many garrisons reported to the Dusi that snow disasters had occurred in their jurisdiction.
After that, Xiao Yeyang became busier than before, going out early and coming back late. Daozi kept saying that she hadn't seen her father for a long time.
Thanks to the reconstruction of official roads in various garrisons this year, the roads are much easier to travel. With Xiao Yeyang's strong intervention, winter supplies were delivered to the disaster area in time, so that large numbers of people were prevented from freezing to death or suffering from frostbite.
Wangjia Village.
The head of the Wang family, holding a cane, went from house to house to check on the conditions of his clansmen, fearing that some of them would freeze to death or starve to death.
Fortunately, after a round of searching, this situation did not happen. The elderly and widowed people in the tribe can still survive the winter with the clothes and food provided by the tribe.
Although the tribe members are not rich now, they can still make a living.
The patriarch tightened his cotton coat, and he also wore a sweater and trousers inside the coat. It was not very cold walking in the snow. If it were in previous years, he would not dare to go out at this time with only a cotton coat to keep warm.
By the way, these wool sweaters, woolen pants, gloves and socks are really warm. Next year he will see if the tribe can buy a few more sheep to raise.
If it weren’t for these sweaters and trousers, some of the elderly people in the tribe might not have been able to survive this cold winter.
Wool was not very valuable in the past, but now everyone knows how to knit sweaters and trousers, and herders are reluctant to sell their wool.
Some merchants were buying large quantities of wool. Sweaters and trousers were so warm that these merchants saw business opportunities and prepared to weave them into sweaters, trousers and other items and sell them to other provinces.
If the tribe also raised sheep, in addition to using them for the tribe members, they might be able to earn some money to supplement the family income.
It started snowing again. The patriarch shrank his neck and hurried home.
Xiao Yeyang was busy until the end of the year and finally had some free time.
Daozi hadn't seen his father for two or three months. When he suddenly saw Xiao Yeyang while having breakfast, he was stunned.
"You little brat, have you forgotten your father?"
Seeing his son looking at him in confusion, Xiao Yeyang smiled and rubbed his head.
Daozi thought of what her mother had said to her, and immediately asked loudly, "Daddy, are you done?"
Xiao Yeyang's eyes lit up: "I haven't been with you for a few months, and you're already asking questions? My son is amazing."
Seeing Xiao Yeyang's proud look, Daohua was speechless: "You are not busy now, spend more time with the little guy, just in time to feel your son's hundred thousand questions."
Xiao Yeyang looked puzzled: "What do you mean by 'a hundred thousand whys'?"
Daohua smiled and said, "You'll know soon." Then she talked about the New Year gifts. "There's heavy snow in Xiliang this year, and the roads are difficult to travel. The New Year gifts from the capital may be delayed."
Xiao Yeyang smiled and said, "These external factors cannot be controlled. Explain them clearly to my father, my father-in-law, and my mother-in-law. They will understand."
Daohua: "Of course I know this. Isn't there a New Year gift for the Emperor's uncle? If it's delivered after the New Year, I'm worried that the Emperor's uncle will not be happy."
Xiao Yeyang: "Not really, Uncle Emperor is not that stingy."
Daohua: "If you say so, then I feel relieved."
The New Year gifts sent to the emperor were nothing special, just some fine skins hunted by Xiao Yeyang and his troops, as well as various sweaters, waistcoats and other items knitted with various wool yarns that were newly produced this year, as a token of appreciation.
Prince Ping and the Yan family are similar.
After dinner, Daohua went to help with the affairs of the mansion and left her son directly to Xiao Yeyang.
The weather was cold and Daozi couldn't go out, so he was confined to the house and became obsessed with painting.
"Daddy, please paint with me."
"OK!"
Daozi took Xiao Yeyang to the toy room, found the drawing paper and watercolor pens that his mother had bound for him, and then took Xiao Yeyang to sit at his small table.
Xiao Yeyang took his son's watercolor pen out of curiosity. After looking at it, he smiled and said, "Your mother has put a lot of effort into it for you."
My son is still young, and if I let him paint directly with paint, I guess the house will be a mess after one or two times.
You know, paints are very difficult to clean.
Daozi picked up the red watercolor pen and started painting on the paper.
Xiao Yeyang originally thought that he just needed to sit by and guide his son in drawing, but after a while, his son looked at him with his bright eyes.
"Daddy, why are there only black dogs?"
Xiao Yeyang: "Because dogs are black."
Daozi pouted and said, "But I like red dogs." Then she raised the drawing paper and handed the red puppy she had drawn to Xiao Yeyang.
Xiao Yeyang: “.”
After a while, Daozi asked again, "Daddy, grandma said I was picked up. Is that true?"
Xiao Yeyang immediately said: "Of course not, you are the child of your father and mother."
Daozi's eyes widened immediately: "How did it come about?"
Xiao Yeyang: “.” This question is a bit difficult.
Seeing that Xiao Yeyang couldn't answer, Daozi seemed a little disgusted: "Daddy, why do hens lay eggs?"
"Daddy, why is it snowing in the sky?"
"Daddy, why is it cold when it snows?"
"Daddy, why do the flowers in our ancestors' yard die when we pull them out?"
At noon, Xiao Yeyang was dizzy and carried his son to the dining room. They started eating, but he was still thinking about his son's questions in his mind.
What he didn't expect was that during this year's Chinese New Year, his son's thirst for knowledge was overwhelming. He asked questions wherever he went, which made him very confused.
(End of this chapter)
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