I was a young master in ancient times

"Three bird eggs." Hu Zi stretched out one hand, carefully grasped the bird eggs in his palm and stuffed them into his bosom, and then stepped down the tree step by step. .

"Let me see." Ankang squeezed over.He was a child who grew up in the concrete forest. He had only heard others talk about such things as climbing trees to dig out bird eggs, and he had never done them himself.I saw three white bird eggs lying safely on the palm of Huzi, with some suspicious black stains on them.Ankang backed away with some disgust, "Go to the river and wash it, it's still stained with bird feces."

Huzi stood obediently by the river, bent down, and leaned over to wash the eggs.He casually wiped the eggs clean with a corner of his robe, and put them back in his arms.

Ankang was discussing with Qiu Yuan how to eat bird eggs, while Chen Ziche stood aside and watched.Qiu Yuan said, "After eating, wrap the bird's eggs in mud and put them in the burnt stove to suffocate, and they will be cooked in a while. We used to eat like this."

The four teenagers stopped and stopped all the way, and when they walked more than a mile away from the village, they finally saw the golden wheat in the field and the farmers who bent back and forth and straightened up.Ankang eagerly came to the field of Qiu Yuan's house to prepare for a big fight, and enthusiastically called his uncle and aunt to Qiu Yuan's parents.Father Qiu responded again and again. He heard that he was a classmate of his son's academy. He also saw Ankang's delicate skin and tender flesh. He was wearing brocade clothes and satin.Qiu Niang hurried out of the field, pulled Ankang under the shade of the tree, and said cautiously, "I don't need your help. Let Qiu Yuan take you to play."

"Auntie. I'm not a child anymore. I can work." Ankang assured, patting his chest confidently.Huzi on the side sighed in his heart, how could this silly young master of his family know the hardships of farming.

She couldn't resist Ankang, so Niang Qiu borrowed a sickle from the Liu family next door.Ankang waved his sickle aggressively and plunged headlong into the wheat field.Chen Ziche, who didn't get the scythe, hurriedly followed, "Ankang, I'll pick up wheat for you." "Master, take it easy, take it easy." Huzi also followed, teaching Ankang his experience.

Not long after working, Ankang felt his back was so sore that he couldn't straighten up.Huzi accepted the sickle resignedly, and said, "Master, go and rest on the side, I'll do it for a while."

"Don't rest. Zi Che and I will pick up the wheat for you."

At the beginning, Hu Zi was a bit raw, but after working for a while, the speed of cutting wheat became faster and faster, and he was able to catch up with Qiu Yuan.Ankang picked up wheat in the back, shouting to cheer up Huzi.Huzi waved the sickle numbly, feeling more and more bitter in his heart.Will the master really not train him when he goes back?Alas, as long as the young master is happy.

After working with Huzi for half an afternoon, Ankang didn't complain at all.He beat his tired back, gritted his teeth, and carried a pole behind Qiu Yuan, walking unsteadily on the country road.Chen Ziche also tried cutting wheat for a while in the afternoon, but after a while, he felt that his waist was not his own.I thought Ankang was a charming young master, but I didn't expect that he would not be stingy with his strength when he worked, and he didn't complain about suffering or tiredness. On the contrary, he, a rural child, was not as good as this young master.

Qiu Niang generously killed a rooster and scrambled a plate of eggs.They also left Chen Ziche to eat together.Qiu Yuan placed the bowls and chopsticks in front of Ankang cautiously and said, "Our rooster chicken is very tender, you can eat more later."

"Okay." Ankang replied straight away, and turned to greet Qiu Shan who was sitting on the side, "Xiao Shan, come and beat my brother's waist."

Qiu Shan walked over obediently, stretched out his small fist, and slapped Ankang's back one after another. Ankang was so comfortable that he closed his eyes and fell asleep with his chin propped up.Chen Ziche looked at Ankang tilting his head and smiled slightly.

During the meal, Ankang was really rude. He swallowed the meat he was chewing, and said to Qiu Niang, "Auntie, the meat of your rooster is really tender. It's delicious."

"Eat more if it tastes good." Qiu Niang replied with a smile, and put some meat for her husband and two sons, and only some vegetables in her own bowl.

Huzi was very tired today, and he buried his head in eating. The master and servant piled up some bones a while before the bowl.After eating, Hu Zi realized that only he and the young master had many bones in front of him, there were a few scattered bones in front of the bowl of the Qiu family man, and there was not even a single bone in front of the Qiu family's aunt.His own foolish young master was still thinking about the three bird eggs, so he took Chen Ziche and Qiu Shan and ran to the kitchen with a swipe of his mouth.

Ankang pulled out a bean stalk from the firewood pile in the kitchen, and pulled the bird's eggs out of the ashes.The three of them squatted in a circle in the kitchen just staring at the eggs, waiting for the eggs to cool down.Huzi really didn't see his young master, he sighed, took a small bench and sat at the kitchen door.The sky was still bright at this time, and the moon was hanging in the sky inconspicuously.

After eating the eggs, Ankang, Chen Ziche and Qiu Shan had all become little cats.Ankang and Chen Ziche were still restrained, only dirtying the sides of their mouths.I don't know how Qiu Shan ate the bird's eggs, his whole face turned black.The angry Qiu family aunt scolded, "Little bastard."

In Xiawa Village, Chen Ziche's family background is considered good.His house has a large yard with green bricks and tiles.The family still has ten mu of land, but all the tenants have gone out, and some rent is collected every year.Orphaned and widowed, there is no man in the family, and the usual expenses depend on Aunt Wang's embroidery work.There are also two lambs at home, which can be exchanged for some money at the end of the year.Strange to say, Aunt Wang, who was alone back then, came to Xiawa Village with Chen Ziche, who was still in her infancy, in her arms.It is said that they came here as a refugee, but they built a blue brick house as soon as they made a move, and the land was ten mu as soon as they bought it.But if it wasn't for fleeing, how could there be a woman with a child alone, and no one came to visit relatives during the holidays.

Ankang and Huzi followed Chen Ziche back home.Aunt Wang was still embroidering flowers under the kerosene lamp.Hearing the sound of opening the courtyard door, Aunt Wang put down the embroidery shed and said with a smile, "Are you back?"

Chen Ziche responded and introduced Ankang to Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang has a standard oval face.He was wearing a gray bunt with patches, and his hair was loosely pulled back in a bun.Simple dress can hardly hide her beauty.She is obviously a peasant woman in her 30s, but there is not a single wrinkle on her face.

Seeing the crumpled clothes on Ankang and Huzi, she said hastily, "I heard from Zi Che that you helped the Qiu family for half a day today. Go and wash your clothes quickly. I will wash your clothes before dawn. In the evening Sleep in the same room with Zi Che. His room is a kang, very big, more than enough to sleep three people."

Ankang and Huzi fell asleep as soon as they reached the kang.Chen Ziche opened his eyes in the dark, listening to the two snores next to him, he felt very novel in his heart.Xu was afraid that there would be a lot of gossip at the widow's door, so my mother never went out very often.He hadn't played much in the village since he was a child.When he grew up a little bit, my mother bought books to enlighten him at home.Mother is literate.His mother was embroidering in the yard, while he sat and read.When he was older, his mother sent him to the academy to learn from his master.He asked his mother where his father was.Every time the mother would be stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said she didn't know either.He asked what his father looked like, but mother only said that his eyes were like his father's, and they were all beautiful peach blossom eyes.Later, he didn't ask his mother about his father.He had no playmates since he was a child, but now he has two little friends sleeping next to him, and he finds it really novel.Listening to the rise and fall of the two snores slowly synchronized, he laughed out loud.The moonlight shines on Ankang's face through the window paper.Chen Ziche stared at Ankang.His eyebrows are thick and black. I heard that such a person has a righteous heart.His eyes are always open with slyness, his nose is high, and a ring of stubble protrudes from his mouth.Among the people who touched Chen Ziche, he also grew a few sparse beards.

As soon as he saw it, his eyelids became heavy, and Chen Ziche fell asleep peacefully amidst two grunts.He didn't open his eyes until the rooster crowed in the yard.Ankang next to him got up suddenly, feeling sore all over his body.He blindfolded and looked at Chen Ziche beside him.Chen Ziche blinked and lay there obediently.Ankang turned his head to look at Huzi who was still sleeping soundly next to him.After turning his head back and forth a few times like this, he seemed to have regained consciousness, turned his head to look at Chen Ziche and said, "Zi Che, I want to pee."

......Chen Ziche embarrassingly led Ankang to the hut.Seeing Ankang go straight back to the house after going to the toilet, he threw himself on the kang again.After a pause, Chen Ziche also lay back on the bed, and he couldn't fall asleep at this time either.Hearing his mother's busy work in the yard, he quickly put on his clothes and planned to help his mother feed the chickens.

Ankang drank a bowl of rice soup and ate three big steamed buns.Some flatteringly, he kept praising Aunt Wang's pickled vegetables well.Not only Huzi couldn't stand it anymore, even Chen Ziche couldn't stand it anymore.Only Aunt Wang was coaxed to be happy, and asked Ankang to eat more, and asked Ankang to take some back when she went home.

"My wife, Xiaoyun. One day is like three autumns, and one hour is like three days. Without your breath, I can't sleep at night. I think of you in the middle of the night, and I even dream of you."

"Does it have to be written like this?" Chen Ziche held up a pen, his face full of indescribable words.

Ankang was very sure, "Of course I have to write like this."

"Master, this is so nasty." Hu Zi shook his body, trying to shake off the unnecessary goosebumps.

"Old husbands and wives lack passion." Ankang firmly believes that his policy is correct. "Occasionally, it's sensual, it's called fun."

Huzi asked, "Does the meat kick the shell slowly?"

"Almost, almost. Zi Che, your writing is good, and then help me polish it. You must express the emotion of missing and admiration."

Poor 15-year-old boy Chen Ziche, the first love letter he wrote in his life was to an old lady whose face was wrinkled and teeth were beginning to fall out.

It was not until the afternoon that Carpenter Wang finished the cart and sent it to Chen Ziche's house.Ankang fell in love with Aunt Wang's big jar of pickles, and promised to buy another and return it later, so he carried the jar of pickles into the small cart with peace of mind.Knowing what Ankang was going to do, Aunt Wang felt that this young master was really interesting. She dug lilies with her own hands and planted them in the vegetable jar, "Don't say it, it's really pretty."

"That's right. Aunt Wang, you know." Ankang said triumphantly as he pushed the cart, "I'll push the cart back in a while, and give him flowers in front of my grandma's old ladies and friends in a high-profile way. You said, can this not coax my grandma well?"

Aunt Wang covered her mouth happily, oh my mother, this child is so happy.