novelraw Chapter 248 Master Xue cheated on the corpse
Chapter 248 Master Xue cheated on the corpse
"Brother Shitou, follow my little grandson to pick ears of rice." The old farmer arranged a simple job. After all, he is a member of the master's family. Even the servants are so well-raised. The flowers are even more white and greasy, and the skin is probably comparable to white jade.Although the old farmer has never seen what a good white jade looks like, but among the things he has heard of, only white jade can describe it.Such a person, the old farmer, dare not arrange heavy work. He will not be able to pay for his injured hand and tired body. A three-year-old baby can do the job, but the old farmer is worried that the thorny ears of rice will hurt his delicate hands.
Picking ears of rice is not a difficult task for Xue Pan, a noble young master who does not work hard and does not distinguish between five grains. The difficulty is to adapt to the environment in the field.After the rice was cut off, rows of rice stubble were left in the field. The land was also uneven, and various small insects took advantage of the opportunity to hide in it.Xue Pan was walking in the field with difficulty, his legs were either pierced by rice stubble, or he was covered by insects. Sometimes he accidentally lost his footing and almost sat on his buttocks, and the dust raised by cutting rice was enough for newcomers. Xue Pan drank a pot, and Xue Pan soon felt itchy like several ants all over his body. He couldn't help but scratched twice with his hands, but the more he scratched, the more itchy.
Especially seeing the sun slowly coming up and the temperature rising steadily, unlike the coolness in the early morning, Xue Pan, who had not had breakfast, felt as if he had entered hell, which was extremely difficult.If it weren't for Xiao Shitou who watched him and pulled him several times, Xue Pan would have rolled back and forth in the ground a few times, and there were several black marks on his white and tender face. When was it wiped off.
It seemed as if half a century had passed. Two half-year-old girls came to the field, the older one was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and the younger one was eleven or twelve years old. They stood under the shade of the trees by the edge of the field and shouted into the field: "Father, father, mother, grandma asked me to bring you breakfast."
Finally able to eat, Xue Pan, whose physical strength is about to be exhausted, urgently needs food to replenish his physical strength, as well as tea to relieve his thirst. He is not worried about not having breakfast. .Xue Pan didn't know that his existence wouldn't help at all, and even indirectly caused trouble for others, who had to save part of the family's rations for him.
"Brother Shitou, take a rest, let's have breakfast first." The old farmer in this family seemed to be able to communicate with others, and the son and daughter-in-law were all honest and friendly. Some stage fright, just a simple and honest smile counted as hello.Although the husband and wife were depressed, they still understood somewhat in their hearts. When they saw Xue Pan, they knew that they were different from ordinary people. They felt a little timid and did not dare to talk too much.
"Thank you, old man." Xue Pan has been reading for a few days. Although he doesn't have much ink in his stomach, his appearance is enough to coax the tenant who has not seen much in the world. This thank you made the calm old farmer a little unprepared , with a blushed face, ashamed of not being able to prepare a breakfast for guests in advance because of the haste.Fortunately, it is the busy farming season, and the breakfast prepared is much thicker than that during the slack season, so it will not be completely out of hand.
"Brother, don't be polite. I'm afraid that the farm's rough tea and light food won't catch your eye. You can use it as soon as possible. At noon, I will ask the old woman at home to kill a chicken and make a good meal." You may not be willing to kill a chicken all year round. In order to entertain the guests who came suddenly, the farmer was so cruel that he was willing to kill a chicken. Unfortunately, Xue Pan didn't know how much it hurts the whole family to kill a chicken, and he couldn't understand how much they valued him, a little guest who had never met before.
"Master, do you really eat chicken for lunch?" Xiao Shitou confirmed in surprise, not quite believing this good thing that happened to him suddenly.After getting a positive reply from the old farmer, Xiao Shitou happily repeated: "Eat at noon. Chicken, eat. Chicken." Such a happy and excited appearance made Xue Pan a little puzzled, isn't it just a chicken?As for being happy like this?Their Xue family doesn't know how many chickens they eat a day, and most of them are eaten by servants.It's just that the next scene made Xue Pan understand why a chicken can make Xiaoshi so happy.
Xue Pan thought that he had eaten bland porridge and eaten tasteless steamed buns. Could there be food worse than these two in the world?He, Uncle Xue, can bear white porridge and steamed buns, so what else can't be tolerated!Quite a few old men have seen the big wind and the big waves, are they still afraid of such trivial things?
It's a pity that the most indispensable thing in this world is surprises. Sometimes things are not the worst, only worse.After Xue Pan followed the old farmer to wash his hands in the small ditch beside him, sat in the shade of a tree and waited for the meal to be served, watching the two girls set out the meals from the basket one by one, the fearlessness just now was instantly shattered into slag. scum.What is the black pancake in the bowl?It seemed to be mixed with unknown lumps, and there were even unknown vegetable leaves. It was dry and had no appetite at all. Before eating Xue Pan, one could imagine how painful the pancake would be when it passed through the throat.In the other bowl was a bowl of pickled vegetables, which were also so limp that they couldn't see their original appearance.
Open the lid of the earthen pot, and there is a small pot of thick porridge and rice, but it is not the white crystal rice, the fragrant one, but mixed with a lot of yellow grains, this is brown rice, sometimes mixed with a few grain of white rice.Xue Pan, who has never seen it before, naturally does not know that there are other foods such as brown rice in the world besides white rice.The rest of the earthen pot was filled with a pot of clean water, and there was nothing else to eat. Xue Pan lost his appetite in an instant. He thought that the meal he ate yesterday was enough for home cooking. Unexpectedly, a mountain is higher than a mountain. , Today simply broke the cognition, Xue Pan hoped that this was a joke made by God for him, but unfortunately the reality is like this, at this time Xue Pan is even a little thankful that he tried starving in the mansion, isn’t it just two meals? ?He can still hold out.
Xue Pan did not doubt that the old farmer deliberately prepared such a meal that made people lose all hope. No, it was not food at all. This was Xue Pan's evaluation of this breakfast.He was thrown here by the unscrupulous father on a whim, that is to say, these meals are the daily food of the old farmer's family, the kind without any water.Poor Xue Pan doesn't know that such a breakfast is a rare and hearty breakfast for farmers, and only hardworking people can enjoy this kind of food. An old lady and two little girls at home are not such luxurious configurations.On weekdays, the whole family can only drink porridge that is so thin that the bottom of the bowl can be seen. How can there be such thick porridge and rice today, which can be called dry rice.Sometimes not knowing the truth of the matter is also a disguised comfort.
"Big ya, give me a bowl first." The old farmer ordered.
The girl known as Da Ya smiled shyly at Xue Pan, revealing two small dimples, which rarely added a touch of beauty to the ordinary face.He held the bowl with one hand, and filled a large spoonful from the crock with the other hand. It seemed that more than a third of it went directly, almost filling the rice bowl.
Looking at the big girl who wanted to add a little more, Xue Pan hurriedly stopped him. Even if he was forced to death, he would not be able to eat much. Wouldn’t it be a waste if he couldn’t finish eating too much, and it would make people hungry? It is rare to consider that the peasant family is at least no longer the overlord who only cares about his own happiness, and never cares about others except his mother and sister.People, sometimes only by facing certain things in person and recognizing certain realities can we cherish what we have and grow.
The remaining porridge and rice in the crock were quickly divided into three large portions and a small portion. It was said that the three large portions were actually only half a bowl, and the small portion barely covered the bottom of the bowl. I directly scooped half a bowl of water from the pot next to it , Stir it with chopsticks, and it becomes a gruel with some content. I don't care about Xue Pan, and I start eating it.Xue Pan was dumbfounded watching this operation, can he still eat like this?Is it still edible like this?Xue Pan didn't know that the farmers didn't care whether it was delicious or not, as long as they were full and not hungry, they could swallow the bark, grass, roots and Avalokitesvara soil.
After drinking half a bowl, I had some stock in my stomach, so I picked up a piece of black pancake and ate it.The main ingredient of this black cake is wheat bran, the auxiliary material is coarse grains, mixed with some wild vegetable leaves, and a little salt, and spread directly into a cake in the pot, not even willing to put a little oil, but it is dark.A little wheat is also grown here, but there is less wheat in the south than thick-skinned noodles in the north, so each family mainly grows rice, supplemented by wheat.Farmers are reluctant to eat rice, and the rice harvested every year will be replaced with brown rice or coarse grains, which is the daily food of farmers.
Seeing how delicious the food was, Xue Pan couldn't help his stomach growling. Maybe it's just a bad presentation, maybe the taste is unexpectedly good!Xue Pan tentatively took a mouthful of porridge and rice, and a rough feeling filled his mouth as soon as he took it in, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of sand. That look was worse than being stabbed.But this is obviously the best food among them. No matter how willful Xue Pan is, he can’t throw bowls and lose his temper. This is not in his own home, but in someone else’s home. Feeling sad for the old farmer's family, the food that even dogs can't eat turned out to be delicious in their mouths.
The old farmer didn't seem to notice Xue Pan's difficulty in eating, and greeted him warmly: "Brother Shitou eats a piece of cake, and there is still jelly growing until lunch. If you don't eat well in the morning, you will be hungry by then."
A black pancake was stuffed in Xue Pan's hand. It was neither good nor bad to refuse, so he had to put down the bowl and break off a small piece into his mouth with difficulty, but the dry pancake almost broke Xue Pan's teeth. The porridge was not as good, I had to take a big sip of water to swallow it down, but my throat was burning and hurt, it must have been scratched.Seeing the finished little stone staring at the pancake in his hand, biting his finger and drooling, Xue Pan felt that the black pancake was pressed down by a hill and had a place to go, so he generously handed it to the little stone, "I'm not hungry, you eat Bar."
Seeing that no one stopped him, Xiaoshi excitedly took it, but divided it into three parts, and gave the two larger parts to his two sisters. He carefully and contentedly gnawed on a small piece in his hand, as if he was enjoying it. The tastiest food in the world.
"Brother, eat slowly, let's go to work first." Looking at the rising sun, the old farmer must hurry up and work for a while.He also told Da Ya to go back with the basket earlier.