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On the ninth day of December, Yangjiazhuang, Qianzhou...

In the early morning, Yang Wu's truck drove into the village gate leisurely. The villager at the door looked at the whole truck of "New Year's goods" and couldn't help but show envious and jealousy and hatred.

Due to the renovation of the road, the originally muddy and bumpy road became extremely smooth. It was scheduled to arrive in just two days.

"Continue to rush in, go home and finish lunch before rushing back..."

Yang Wu felt the strange emotions of the surrounding village people, but just sat in the car smoking a pipe and chatted with the strong man who was driving the car.

This strong man is good, honest and reliable, and has no genius. He is very happy with Yang Wu, so he enthusiastically invited him to have a meal together...

The strong man smiled and refused: "Thank you, Jun Ye, I have already eaten a lot of money all the way, how can I let you treat you to dinner?"

What he said was true. Yang Wu paid for the accommodation and meals along the way. The total cost of food and accommodation in two days was about 70 cents for Hanling Tongbao. Including the 15 cents of money for the money for the forage of mules and horses, a total of 85 cents was saved by the strong man a lot of expenses.

This also reflects from the side that all benefits are related to the signs of economic recovery in the North and the large-scale popularization of the Far East New Coin in various provinces, eliminating inferior currencies, otherwise, according to the expenses of this route, you will need at least one to two taels of old silver to eat and live.

Yang Wu did not try to keep him. Now he is calm on the surface, but he is already very excited. He can't wait to see his wife and children gather with them and enjoy the joy of family.

The car continued to slowly move forward, passing by the doors of every house, the harsh sound of wooden shafts and wheels always attracted the attention of Zhuangmin...

After a while, a loess mud wall appeared in Yang Wu's eyes, and he couldn't help but take a breath of cigarettes, and his pupils couldn't help but shine.

It was my own home, although it was broken, but very warm...

In the mud wall yard, a woman and child about 24 or 25 years old, wearing an apron on his waist and wearing a thick coat was taking a shabby quilt to the yard to dry.

He is Yang Wu's wife, Liang...

The weather is good today, the sun is in full swing, and it is not as cold as the previous few days. Liang seized this opportunity and cleaned up his house.

After packing up the bedding, Liang turned around and returned to the house to start boiling water, preparing to cook some food for the children at noon.

The development cycle of the eight northern provinces is too short. Except for the military and a small number of areas, most people still have two cholesterols a day. Of course, this is also closely related to the drought...

Seeing the fire in the stove burning, Liang skillfully picked up the gourd ladle and scooped a scoop of water from the water tank, filled it into the iron pot with two corners missing, carefully washed it and poured it out, and after adding some clean water, he began to scoop rice into the rice jar next to him.

"well……"

Seeing that the rice jar was already bottoming out, Liang sighed slightly, took a bowl and poured all the remaining rice into the bowl, trying hard to divide the amount of food for the three children.

Liang's income was mainly maintained by working for the landlord's family in the village. The landlord Yang Dafu had more than 1,000 acres of fertile land outside the manor, and he relied on the harvest season to clean up the crops in the fields to subsidize his family income.

If you say that Yang Dafu is not a traitor or evil person, he is very stingy. He would not give him a 10-month salary and not give him a 10-month salary. He would always try every means to deduct one or two-month salary from short-term labor.

Of course, the landlords will lend money if they have surplus grain. Although the interest rate for this lending is not as unconventional as that of the aristocratic families, it is also not low. There are still no more than a thousand farmers every year.

Liang originally owed Yang Dafu's family nine stones of grain, with principal and interest. Fortunately, Liu Ce recovered eight northern provinces and paid off the accumulated wages for more than a year for his husband who was in the army. Then he used the money to pay off Yang Dafu's family's debts in the first half of the year.

However, although he is debt-free, he still has to live the life he should live. Seeing that the rice in his rice jar is about to be empty again, Liang was hesitating whether to ask Yang Dafu's family if he would borrow some rice to live.

Pour the rice from the bowl into the pot. Liang felt a little tired, so he sat on the bench beside him and took a break, then hurriedly cleaned the clothes he had changed last night. At the same time, he was thinking about whether to call the tenant farmers in the village, and go to Yang Dafu's house to borrow some food in the afternoon...

"Dongdongdongdong..."

At this moment, a heavy knock on the door woke Liang, and at the same time, he woke up his three-year-old son who was sleeping and burst into tears.

"Who?"

Liang exclaimed, and then instructed his seven-year-old eldest daughter to take care of her son, put her hands on her apron and rubbed them, and went straight to open the door.

"Brother Wu..."

When he opened the door bolt, Liang's expression was a little dull when he saw him standing outside the door without seeing his husband for a year.

At this time, Yang Wu stood at the door with a pipe in his mouth, looking at Liang with a rosy complexion...

The two looked at each other for a while, and finally Yang Wu chuckled: "What are you doing when you stand in a stand? You won't steal people at home with me on my back, right? You won't let me go in?"

Liang's face turned red and hurriedly asked Dao to stand timidly. Yang Wu said to the strong man: "Thank you hard, help me..."

Without saying a word, the strong man jumped out of the mule cart, and together with Yang Wu, he moved the goods from the car into the yard.

The huge movement immediately attracted the attention of the three children in the house. Seeing his father who had not seen for a long time transporting a wide range of things, he stood timidly aside and did not dare to speak.

"Brother Wu, you are..."

Seeing this scene, Liang was shocked. She did see the car full of goods behind Yang Wu before, but she never thought it was her own home.

While nervous, Liang hurriedly grabbed Yang Wu and whispered: "Brother Wu, how did these things come from?"

"I'll explain to you that it wasn't stolen by stolen..." Yang Wu said casually, carrying the 50-pound flour bag and moving it into the yard.

When Liang heard this, he felt relieved, and then he helped each other to move the bags of goods on the car into his home.

After the last bag of cloth wrapped in cotton coats on the car was removed, Yang Wu called the strong man and took out two strings of yellow Cancan copper coins from the purse hanging on his body, handed them to his hand, patted his shoulder and said, "Thank you all the way, do you dial, is it enough..."

"Thank you, Jun..."

Touching the well-made coins, the strong man's face was filled with joy, and then he did not act artificially. He counted the currency in front of Yang Wu, and thanked him again and again after confirming that.

"Wait..." When the strong man said goodbye and left, Yang Wu hurriedly called him, took out a small string of 20 cents of money from his arms, and forced it into his hands: "Thank you for your hard work, I will find you if you have any work in the future..."

The strong man refused but thanked him even more gratefully, and then drove the car and hummed a pleasant tune and embarked on the way back.

Liang saw all this. She wanted to ask about the reason, but she didn't dare to do so, so she could only follow Yang Wu into the house silently.

"Daya, Ergou, Sanwa, you all come here and let dad see you!"

While Liang was surprised by these abundant supplies and went to take stock of them personally, Yang Wu, the head of the family, sat in the simple main living room and called his three children to his side.

He picked up his three-year-old son, put it on his knees, and said kindly: "Sanwa, do you think of your father?"

I haven't seen my father for a year, and my youngest son has a little bit of recognition, but just stares at him carefully.

Yang Wu looked at his three children looking a little thin, and couldn't help but sigh, blaming himself for being too useless in the past, and even giving them a full meal is a luxury...

"You all come here, Dad will give you a gift..."

Yang Wu called the three children to the front, and then took out three small green porcelain jars from the unundressed package on his shoulder.

"Guess what's here?" Yang Wu asked mysteriously.

The three children shook their heads blankly. Yang Wu opened one of the porcelain jars, and when he looked into his eyes, it was sticky malt sugar.

However, these children still don’t know what this is…

"Dad, let's teach you how to do it..."

Yang Wu took two bamboo sticks, scooped up maltose, wrapped them a few times, and handed them to his youngest son, which he put in his mouth.

The youngest son followed his father's instructions and put the bamboo stick into the end. In an instant, his eyes lit up and he licked greedily.

"You guys eat too, each person has a can, this is sugar..."

Yang Wu said that the eldest daughter and the second son also followed suit. They took the porcelain jar and wrapped the malt sugar several times with bamboo sticks, put it in their mouths, and soon the sound of chewing and swallowing came from the house.

When Yang Wu saw this scene, he felt relieved and felt very guilty: "Oh, what kind of life did he live before? His own children don't even know the sweetness..."

However, he believed that the past days would never happen again in his future life, and he wanted to let his family live a life without worrying about food and clothing.

When Yang Wu was reuniting with his children, Liang, who had counted the supplies, came to her husband tremblingly and said timidly: "Brother Wu, are those really ours?"

Yang Wu nodded and said, "It's cold, so those sets of cotton coats will be used to spend the winter for you and your children. If the size is wrong, let the Sun Master in the village change it.

There are also those two pieces of cloth. I will go to the town to find a tailor to make some clothes after the spring of the next year. After so many years, your clothes are almost worn out.

There are also those sugar, flour, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. You should use it when you should. Don’t be wronged.

By the way, those two jars are pickled meat. Once the jar is opened, it must be eaten in half a month. It doesn’t matter now that the weather is cold, and Kaifeng will break down when it is hot, so as not to waste it.

The two jars were made of rice wine made from the army. Let’s warm up later and stew more bacon. Let’s have a drink together so that several children can taste the taste of the meat.

Alas, I used to be ashamed of your mother and I was busy all over the place. From today on, I will never let you suffer. I, Yang Wu, have no other skills. Let you have enough food first. Follow me, I can't endure hunger and freeze..."

When Liang heard this, his eyes were wet. He was planning to ask Yang Dafu whether he should borrow food, but in a blink of an eye, there was so much more supplies at home, and he instantly solved his urgent needs, and he could hold on for a long time.

"I'm going to cook, Brother Wu, please wait..."

Liang suppressed his excitement, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned around and walked into the kitchen, and went to cook...

Looking at his wife's departure, Yang Wu just sighed silently.

This is how ordinary couples are. There is not so much emotion to reunite, just one meeting is enough...

When Yang Wu was having fun with his children, he also vowed that he would definitely win a quota for the war next year, so that he would get much more rewards and treatments from making military achievements than he is now!
Chapter completed!