Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

The war horses of the Dashi State had thick bones, dense fur, and excellent speed and strength. Although the horses that flowed into the horse market were second-rate horses, their price was twice that of the local horses in the Central Plains. The local horses were shorter in stature, commonly known as short and sturdy, and were suitable for pulling carts and transporting goods.

Father Ji thought that since he wouldn't be going to the battlefield, a local horse would be enough for transportation. "My old donkey really can't carry me anymore. Xiuyuan, you pick a good warhorse. Given my height, this pony is more than enough. If Shushu wants to ride a horse, this horse is also the right height."

Qin Xiuyuan had been to the battlefield, so he naturally knew that a good war horse would get twice the result with half the effort. He tried riding four horses in a row before choosing a Da family horse with dark brown hair, long limbs, and strong hooves.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves, Wangshu and Taotao both looked up and waited. At a glance, they saw Ji's father riding a pony in front of them. "Ding ding ding," he said. Seeing his daughter coming over, he quickly dismounted and said, "My dear daughter, come and try."

Qin Xiuyuan patted her own tall horse, dismounted swiftly, and helped lead Ji's father's pony. She watched as her father gently helped his daughter onto the horse and walked around twice, holding the reins. "Daddy, the northwest wind up there is so fresh!"

Ji's father laughed loudly, and Qin Xiuyuan continued to smile.

Wangshu gripped the saddle tightly and took two deep puffs. "High and mighty! Haha!"

They were led all the way into the yard. Wangshu looked at the branches of the elm tree and became even more excited. He could climb up the tree by just reaching out and hugging it. He then pulled Ji's mother and Taotao to take turns getting on the horse and walking around twice.

The Ji family naturally invited everyone to dinner. There was pork slices stir-fried with bean sprouts, hand-made meatballs sliced ​​and cooked in Persian vegetable soup, a fried egg, a plate of cold pork head, and a plate of sweet steamed buns with flower curls.

Wangshu broke open the steamed bun, stuffed it with a poached egg, pork head, and two chopsticks of bean sprouts, then put it back together. The bun with meat and vegetables inside looked even bigger. She opened her mouth wide and took a bite. There was meat, vegetables, and bean sprouts that had grown on her own. "Mmm, delicious!"

Ji's father and mother were already accustomed to this new way of eating. "Xiuyuan, you can try this way of eating. You can eat several kinds of meat and vegetables in one bite. It's a unique taste."

Father Ji took the steamed bun and cooked it in style, adding more bean sprouts, and handed it to Mother Ji. He stuffed another one full of meat, drizzled it with vinegar, took a bite, and sighed in satisfaction, "It's really delicious!"

Qin Xiuyuan likes fried eggs, which are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. He sprinkled salt on the surface and put two fried eggs in the steamed bun to try. The second one was filled with meat and bean sprouts. He tried two more combinations and finally scooped up a large bowl of meatball soup.

"Xiuyuan eats more generously than before. He's more like a free and unrestrained man from Northwest China."

A few people were chatting and laughing, coming and going, and outside a full moon was quietly hanging on the branches of the elm trees.

When Xia Xixi was holding the mooncake mold to ask Wangshu for his opinion, two ox carts were queuing at the city gate to enter the city.

"Mother, we will be here in one stick of incense. I have sent a message to my third brother's home."

Uncle Ji wrung the handkerchief he used to wipe his sweat so many times that it had turned yellow from all the use. He had been carrying the old and the young along the way, traveling thousands of miles, and both the old and the young were sick and suffered terribly. Seeing that they were almost there, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have to take good care of my Ying'er when we get there. God have mercy on him, he has suffered so much along the way!" An old lady with a dark blue headband wiped away her tears. Ying'er was her only great-grandson. The three-year-old kid didn't eat or sleep well, and he was sick after the bumpy journey. The originally plump great-grandson had become skinny!

The messenger who brought the letter to the Ji family was a young man in his early teens. He specialized in running errands and delivering messages to hired carriages. He knew the streets and alleys of Yaocheng like the back of his hand. He knocked on the door and said without further ado, "Your old lady, your uncles and the others have arrived at the city gate and asked you to go and meet them."

Father Ji was on duty, and Wangshu had been injured from riding a horse for the past two days. His legs were not working properly, so he lay cross-legged in bed. Mother Ji came in and said, "I'll go meet him halfway."

"Mother, there are more than a dozen of them. You might as well go to the Xiangyun Inn and book a few rooms. Once they've settled down and washed and packed up, they can come to our house for dinner."

Why meet him halfway? Why send him directly to my house by ox cart? There is definitely not enough room, and Wangshu doesn’t want anyone else to stay there.

"Mom, wait until they arrive and then ask your mother-in-law and your father for their opinions." As a daughter-in-law, you can't make arrangements for your mother-in-law. The monkey said there was a little kid who had vomiting and diarrhea after the bumpy ride, and I'm afraid he's got a persistent illness.

She came at him with a knife. Wangshu lifted the thin blanket and saw the monkey. "Little brother, come to our house for dinner after they finish packing." He gave him two copper coins and said, "Tell the uncles and uncles about the inn in the city. If they can't come to dinner today, my father will go to see them in person after his shift. Please reply to the message when the time comes."

The monkey didn't talk back, but minded his own business and worked hard. He bent down and ran away.

Ji's mother felt uneasy. She was older than the world. "After all, she is your grandmother, uncle, and second uncle... Shushu..."

"Mother, they all despise you for not being able to give birth to a son, and think Daddy is weak and incompetent, cutting off the Ji family's incense. They force him to take a concubine, otherwise he will be kicked out of the house... Don't forget that you and Daddy escaped with me like stray dogs."

The original owner had heard her mother recall the past with tears and snot more than once since she was a child. Her mother-in-law was cruel, and her two uncles took advantage of her father's misfortune to embezzle his property. Whenever she talked about it, she felt so sad that she couldn't bear to recall it.

"Alas, it's all in the past... Now they're coming, but they're all your father's relatives. Even brothers can break their legs and still have tendons attached. Your father won't feel good about us like this..."

Tolerance is a virtue. Ji's mother felt bad and wiped away her tears: "God is watching what we do. As long as we have a clear conscience, that's all that matters."

The original owner died early from the illness he contracted while fleeing. Wangshu didn't want to be a good person, nor did he let the original owner's parents be good people. "Mom, there is no need for us to prove that we are good people to those without conscience. Think about how much property they have. When you and dad were kicked out of the house, you had nothing, and I almost lost everything..." In fact, she also lost everything.

It was true. How could she forget the hatred and pain she had felt back then? Sighing, Ji's mother said nothing more, "I'll go to the intersection to pick it up." She knew her mother-in-law well. She would never go to the inn. She would act like an old lady wherever she went.

Tonight... I can only wait for my husband to come back and take things one step at a time.

Finally, Wangshu instructed them to prepare more dishes and rice tonight. Since the family was small, Xia Xiaoxiao even rode her old donkey out to buy more dishes and chopsticks. Taotao quickly cut the necks of three roosters that didn't lay eggs but only ate. The chickens she raised had feelings, and Taotao burst into tears. "Sister Shushu, this is too cruel..."

These three roosters were all raised by her with her own hard work! She fed them twice a day and cleaned up the house. She knew every one of them like the back of her hand. Her eyes were red, and when the roosters struggled, she struggled too. "If they keep raising them a little longer, they can still grow bigger..." She really couldn't bring herself to do it!

The sage said: Seeing it alive, I cannot bear to see it die; hearing its cry, I cannot bear to eat its flesh.

She didn't understand, she only knew that these were the chicks she had petted a few months ago... Yingying had turned into a horse, and the chicken feathers had grown...

"Taotao, these are all males. They can't even eat eggs... They eat a lot and poop a lot... Besides, if you go out and buy three chickens now, how much money will it cost?! If you don't want to spend the money, you have to kill your own hens. Those hens lay eggs... Forget it, why don't you kill three hens that are not good at laying eggs..."

Wuwu, if I kill the hen that lays the eggs, Taotao will die. "No, no, I'll just kill the hen! Wuwu..."

"Hurry up, chicken offal and chicken blood make delicious porridge... Remember to put the bones in first and the chicken blood in last, and add some bean sprouts..."

Free-range chicken, original ecological self-raised free-range chicken! Wangshu was almost drooling as he spoke, "I can't help it, serve me the first bowl later."

Taotao:......

Recently, Wangshu has become obsessed with cutting braised meat. With the confidence from his previous life, he naturally mastered the skills of cutting meat quickly. More than a dozen people are coming to eat, and all the stock in the pot is placed in the basket, a full basket. Wangshu rolled up his sleeves, picked out a square, flat piece that is easy to cut, and began to show off his knife skills with great interest.

Mimi came back with a big bucket of boiling water, and soon Taotao started to cry, "Three chickens are gone in an instant! Mom, if they keep living here, the chickens will definitely not survive more than half a month..." Three chickens a day, that's thirty chickens in ten days. Not to mention chickens, even a pig can eat them all.

"Shut up! You're such a nagging idiot!" Hehe sternly stopped her daughter from talking nonsense. She picked up the chicken head and spun it around in the hot water. She tried to pluck the feathers and then threw it to Taotao: "Hurry up and pluck the chicken!"

When Monkey came back, he brought Ji's mother a message, "Miss Wangshu, we all ran into each other on the way. Your father and future son-in-law are also coming home."

Wangshu was chopping meat so hard that he could hardly lift his arms. Hearing this, Heihei quickly chopped the chicken on another chopping board. Taotao added more firewood to the stove and quickly went to the yard with the vegetable basket. The autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves and cleared out the remaining half-row of Persian vegetables.

"The old lady is in a bad mood. The master and his wife are accompanying her. They are also a little... dissatisfied with the future son-in-law."

The monkey looked at the three people who were busy and fuming, and added two more sentences. Hearing what he said, the three of them were almost fuming with anger.