Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

In the late winter, Lin Yuan was still wearing a cotton jacket, and the temperature still didn't rise. He sneezed, rubbed his hands, and held the cotton jacket tighter. Si Niang was burning charcoal beside him, and it would take a while for the room to warm up.

The price of carbon is not low, and Lin Yuan didn't buy much, so he could only burn wood when the last point was burned.

The poor have to burn firewood tightly.

There is no way, now there are fewer people going to the mountains to chop wood. If they can go up the mountains, they will get sick if they don't pay attention.

Fever in winter is not far from death.

People still spare their lives.

Before the end of winter, Lin Yuan was almost always indoors. Even with cotton-padded clothes, it was not warm enough. Walking outside was too cold for half an hour. Two or two was similar to Lin Yuan. Although it was cold in the north, it was not like it. The south is wet and cold, and you can't wear many clothes, and the cold is deep.

Lin Yuan held Po Tang and asked two and two: "Where are the Siniang and them?"

Two or two rubbed their hands: "Si Niang is making noodles, eating noodles at night."

No greens, just some sauerkraut.

Although there are greenhouses now, there are none in Wucheng. There are only sauerkraut all winter.

Two and two looked out the window and sighed, "I don't know where Brother Chen is."

Lin Yuan had never talked to Erliang on this topic, and the two words Brother Chen seemed to be forbidden.

That loyal and upright person might have died long ago, but both Lin Yuan and Erliang hope he can survive.

"Young Master." Er Liang said, "Brother Chen knows we are coming here. If he doesn't find him next year, we will set up a burial mound for him."

Lin Yuan did not refuse, nodded and said: "Okay."

The winter days are comfortable for a family like Lin Yuan. He doesn’t need to go out and stays in his room all day. He goes to the oil shop every three days and checks his accounts every week. He usually stays in winter. But ordinary people are suffering. This winter, many beggars have died on the roadside. Most of the beggars are suffering from old illnesses. One day is a day. Once they encounter a cold winter, they are rare.

In the past few years, the years have not been good. The big households in the city have not served porridge, no one is walking on the streets, and even small vendors no longer appear.

Lin Yuan didn't dare to go to the streets. He might not be a good person, but he still had compassion. He was afraid that he would be unable to bear it as soon as he went out and would take those who were about to freeze to death home.

But he doesn't have much money now, and all the money is used to hire people.

Two and two did not dare to go out. Last time two and two went out to buy meat, they came back crying.

Only Siniang and Gouzi dared to go out. Both of them had fled from famine. They had seen any kind of tragedy, and they were already numb.

But there was a lingering fear, because they knew that if Lin Yuan was not willing to buy them, they would be no different from those who died of freezing.

The dog was still young, and Lin Yuan did not dare to let him do heavy work-there was no heavy work to do at home, and the dog did rough work daily, cleaning the yard, and watching the house.

Two-by-two is always doing fine work, and two and two are never lazy. This is a habit he cultivated in the Lin family.

His parents are the children of the family, and have been pulling his ears to tell him to be diligent since he was a child.

Two and two still remember what his father said: "You have to be able to do it! Otherwise, the old Liu's son next door will go. You can follow the young master, it is the blessing of your life to cultivate!"

After following the young master, two and two understood what his father meant.

With the young master, there is no need to go to the ground, no need to do rough work, and you can read.

And the young master doesn't toss people, doesn't beat or scold people, he is a good-tempered person.

Now that he came out with the young master, he didn't have to worry about anything. The young master was able to do everything well. He only needed to stay with the young master and take care of the young master.

Two couples chat with the dog.

"Gouzi, when you came over, were many people dead?" Erliang asked.

The dog chewed the oily residue in his mouth, and said contentedly: "Too many, some of them died of starvation, the belly is bulging, the legs and hands are very thin, and they all say they are too hungry. Just drink water and put I drank it myself."

Two and two were startled: "Then why did you survive?"

The dog swallowed the oily residue: "My mother peeled the bark for me to eat."

Two or two are curious: "Is the bark delicious?"

The dog nodded: "It's okay. I don't know what tree it is. After you pick it off, there is a layer of white. The white one can be eaten. It tastes dry and dry, but it is better than dry bark when chewed."

"There is also a kind of grass root." The dog said enthusiastically, "I haven't seen it in my hometown. I pulled the grass up. There is a small tumor under the grass root. It can be eaten. It is delicious when roasted. It is soft, but nothing. taste."

Twenty-two listened very seriously, but he knew that if he had been to Gouzi, he would have died long ago. He couldn't bear the pain, so Twenty-two pretended to pat the dog's shoulder maturely: "Doozi, it's not easy for you."

Gouzi smiled and said: "I've come here too, I now have food and clothing, a bed to sleep, and a quilt cover! I have never covered a quilt!"

The dog whispered: "Master gave me eggs to eat. I have grown up so old that I have never eaten eggs a few times."

Two and two were shocked: "Your family didn't raise chickens before?"

Dog: "Raise, my mother will sell the eggs when she is going to the market, and I can buy salt and others. Where can I eat them at home."

The dog said a little excitedly: "When I grow up and give birth to a son, the master can give my son eggs to eat."

Two or two: "..." Boy, you may not think too long.

The dog touched his nose and smiled happily: "My mother has no cold hands and feet anymore. My mother said this is a good meal."

Gouzi asked Erliang: "Brother Erliang, have you been with the young master?"

Two and two proudly stood up their chests: "My parents are both children of the Lin family, and I have followed the young master since I was eight."

The dog was a little envious: "Then do you often eat eggs?"

Two and two said: "Master always lets me eat with him. I eat whatever the master eats. I have meat every day!"

There is meat to eat every day, it is like a fairy day, the dog swallowed enviously.

"Second Brother, your life is really good." said the dog, "I will work hard in the future, and the young master will give me meat."

Two or two encouraged: "You must do it!"

The dog grinned in two.

Lin Yuan sat by the window when they were chatting, and didn't miss a word.

This world seems to be worse than he imagined.

So a few years later, when the gunpowder is everywhere, what will the world be like?

He has just begun to buy property now. By the end of next year, there will be output in the land and the Zhuangzi has built it. Then someone will bring a message to the original owner and his family. He has taken up the original owner's body, even though it was after the original owner died. Occupied, but still accepted the gift of the original owner, and rely on the money from the original owner to survive.

His conscience has not yet fed the dog so that he can ignore the original owner's family.

Lin Yuan drank the hot tea to warm his stomach, and sighed silently.