Tomorrow

　　 Chapter Nineteen Thousand-Year Family (seeking collection)

　　Plowing manure is to spread piles of farmyard manure evenly on the ground, then let the cattle plow the field, and finally mix the farmyard manure evenly into the ground.

　　 This is a unique taste of the countryside, which is unforgettable.

　　 The fermented farmyard manure tastes beyond description...

　　As a landlord’s family, his own fields are naturally cultivated first. In these days, the Yun family has to work in the fields from the master to the servants.

　　The twenty-seven cattle of the Yun family are lined up, ploughing the fields in the vast fields, with an indescribable beauty.

　　 Of course, if there weren't those tenant tenants walking hard in the fields while pulling the plowshares, Yun Zhao would like this kind of scene very much.

　　 Later generations pay attention to dignity, pay attention to the dignity of workers, think that workers should not be used as animals, and use as much machinery as possible.

　　In Daming, here, all laborers want to become big animals.

　　 Yunyang held the plow of Yun's dafang, but his eyes watched the tragic scene of his father and younger brother pulling the plow in front, and his mother helping the plow in the back.

　　 He asked his mother to drive the cattle to farm the big house more than once. He went to drag the plow, but his father refused.

　　 Earning four catties of millet a day is very important to their family.

　　 Yun Zhao sits on the ground and plays with Little Sister Yun.

　　 There are always bulging marks in the wet mud, like something crawling underground. In fact, the brown cutworm likes to arch the mud out of the tunnel because of its two huge shovel-like forelegs.

　　 As long as Yun Zhao and Little Sister Yun use a wooden stick to pick up the dirt at the end of the raised trace, a strong cutworm will appear in front of them.

　　 Then he tied the cutworm with a string, and Yun Zhao and Sister Yun had tools to play with.

　　 Put the cutworm in the mud to see whose cutworm digs holes faster.

　　 After seven or eight rounds, the cutworm will be over. At this time, Little Sister Yun will happily put the cutworm in a cage and take it home to feed the chickens.

　　 "That dead chicken doesn't lay eggs. People like eggs very much."

　　Sister Yun was impressed when she saw that the grass cage was already full of fat cutworms.

　　 Yun Zhao took out an egg from his arms and magically took out an egg, and put the egg in her dirty hand in the eyes of Little Sister Yun's eagerness.

　　 Then, this ecstatic little girl ran towards her mother, holding the egg aloft and stepping on the soft soil.

An egg was almost licked by my father and mother when she was forced by her daughter. The younger Yunshu just took a bite, and the rest was eaten by the little girl. However, this egg was given to this family. The joy that people bring is enormous, even Yunyang, who is plowing the land for Yunzhao's family, is extraordinarily powerful when driving away the animals.

　　 It is unrealistic for Yunyang to drive Yun Zhao’s cattle directly and leave the land of the master’s house to plow his own land.

　　 Yunzhao can't ask for that, otherwise, the rules will be messed up.

　　 So, Yun Zhao went down to the fields himself, and ran with Yun Shu, the main force Yunqi who was pulling the plow, on the field full of spring breath.

　　 There is a drawback of people pulling the plow, that is, the plowing is not deep enough, only about half of the cattle ploughing. Even so, Yun Zhao's shoulders were swollen and swollen by the rope when he rested at noon.

　　 Yunqi's wife lifted Yun Zhao's collar, looked at her swollen shoulders and wept and said: "The young master of the rich and famous has suffered this crime."

　　 Yunqi looked at Yun Zhao’s shoulder and shook his head and said, “This is right. It’s not that he is right to help our family pull the plow, but it’s not a bad thing that he can go down and pull the plow.

　　 There are so many things in this world that cubs don’t feel distressed when they sell Yetian. Only when this baby has suffered hardship can he know that it is not easy for ancestors to accumulate family business.

　　 If my father hadn't died because of the war, my family would have a good life. "

　　 His eyes turned red as he spoke, and he seemed very proud of Yun Yang, who was still unwilling to rest at noon and continued to work from a distance.

　　 In the afternoon, Yun Qi refused to let Yun Zhao help. There were a lot of work in the field and he dared not rest. He wanted to speed up while his strength was not exhausted.

　　 There are people everywhere in the fields, and there are large groups of white clouds floating in the sky above my head, some of which are white and black.

　　The oxen in the field are still walking slowly, the plowed ground is clearly separated from the unplowed ground, and each oxen, plus a group of people, is the one who paints on the drawing paper of the earth.

　　 Yunzhao dragged Little Sister Yun to stand on a small mountain bag. The scene at his feet made him a little fascinated. It wasn't until his mother called him loudly that he woke up from the poetic mood.

　　 took Yun Xiaomei into the donkey cart her mother was riding in and continued to patrol Yun's territory.

　　 "From the foot of the mountain until the big elm tree is the ancestor's land, this land is not rented to outsiders by our family, and only the people of the tribe can rent these fields, the Yunqi family is."

　　 Yunzhao stood on the donkey cart and took a look at the pergola, "How many acres are there?"

　　 Yunniang proudly said: "One thousand seven hundred acres!"

　　 "So many?" Yun Zhao was taken aback.

　　 Yunniang smiled and said: "Just this, there is no dry land that does not depend on water. Our family still has 4,300 mu of dry land. Two chai mountains and four ponds."

　　 Yun Zhao looked at the slopes far away, where more people were working.

　　 "I heard Uncle Qi said that there is a family of landlords with the surname Qian vying with our family for mountains and ponds?"

　　 Yunniang smiled and said: "What is the surname of money? Our family needs to endure these few years and give me a blessing."

　　 Yunzhao looked at his mother suspiciously and said, "If our family is unwilling to bear it, is there no way for people with the surname Qian to survive?"

　　 Yun Niang took out her handkerchief and wiped the beads of sweat on her face and said: "Anyway, your Fu Bo said that. He never tells lies, nonsense."

Yun Zhao thought for a while, and suddenly remembered a question. Since he became intelligent, he discovered that the big Yun has only his mother and Fu Bo, two really smart people, and the rest are all fools, including the family. The tents are surprisingly stupid.

　　 This is very inconsistent with the identity of the Yun family.

Seeing her son staring at her, Yun Niang said with annoyance: "Look at what I do, no matter what the house looks like, it will be yours in the end. Now, you can take good care of your staff, and when you grow up You can't run away either."

　　 Yunzhao smiled and said: "I'm still worried about how these idiots in the family can keep Yun's 6,000 mu of fertile land without losing it. Now I understand, that is, our family doesn't have to pay taxes to the court, right?"

　　 Yunniang smiled and said: "The government has forgotten our poor mountain and remote place. Since I got married, I haven't seen anyone from the government come to our house."

　　 Yun Zhao took a breath again.

　　 He was a small official who helped the poor in his predecessors. He deeply knew that no matter which dynasty or period, there was no room for negotiation on the issue of tax payment.

　　In Daming, civilian officials may take advantage, but military officials, it is too difficult to evade taxes, unless it is possible for the officers and soldiers of the guards.

　　 Grandpa is a guerrilla general. The so-called guerrilla is the kind of army that has no fixed place and where you need to go. It is the most unlucky type in the army.

　　 Now, listening to what my mother said, Yun, UU reading www.uukanshu.com seems to have another side that Yun Zhao doesn’t know?

　　 It took a full afternoon for the donkey cart to circle the Yun's paddy field. When he returned home in the evening, Yun Zhao didn't wait to eat, but continued to wrap around the housekeeper Yunfu.

　　 At this moment, the housekeeper Yunfu became extremely mysterious in Yun Zhao's eyes.

A hut was erected on the edge of the river. Inside the hut was a raging fire. A young man with a naked torso was hitting iron. The clanging sound had been for a while, and Yun Fu squatted on a bench to smoke his light. Ba chan.

　　 Seeing Yun Zhao is coming, the young man stopped the hammer in his hand and threw the fading iron into the furnace, staring at Yun Zhao without speaking.

　　 Yunfu lifted his leg and kicked the young man and said, "The young master is here, don't you know how to be courteous?"

　　 The young man raised his head and glanced at Yun Zhao and said, "Liu Zongmin saw the courtesy."

　　 Yunzhao circled Liu Zongmin curiously. Liu Zongmin seemed to dislike turning his back to others, and followed Yunzhao around.

Yun Zhao was very disappointed. He thought that the real gangster should be the kind of sturdy man who can stand on his fists and run horses on his arms as written in the novel. This is the one in front of him. , Even a little shy!

　　 Liu Zongmin saw that Yun Zhao stopped talking, so he immediately took out a small three-inch dagger from a small box and gave it to Yun Zhao, with a simple smile on his face.

　　 The small dagger is very delicate, with a handle made of horns. It is very simple. The dagger has been sharpened, and it seems to be sharp.

　　 Yun Zhao took over Liu Zongmin like an adult dagger and said, "I wonder if the craftsman can make a long knife?"

　　 Liu Zongmin frowned and turned to look at Yun Fu.

　　 Yunfu smiled and said, "Do it if you can!"

　　 Liu Zongmin looked back at Yun Zhao and said: "It can be done! It's just that I don't have enough iron here!"