Chapter 43: 1,750 tickets for the sacrifice of the mother in Yingzhou

Yingzhou is located between Xiangyang and Jingzhou. It was originally the former place of the Western Liang Dynasty. More than ten years ago, Yang Xuangan served as the governor here. He got into love and gave birth to Yang Yuanqing in this life. He almost died of illness at the age of two. A soul from 1,400 years ago regained his new life.

Yang Yuanqing's biological mother, surnamed Li, was the daughter of a middle-aged family in Jingshan County, Yingzhou. When Yuanqing was two years old, she fell ill at the same time as her son, but unfortunately passed away.

More than ten years have passed in a flash, and Yang Yuanqing once again returned to his hometown where he had been away from for thirteen years.

It was the end of October, and a swelling snow covered the Jianghan Plain. The snowflakes were shattered and flying all over the sky, with smoke and busy complexion, adding a peaceful and festive atmosphere to the Jingshan County, which has been closed in recent years.

In the morning, two warriors riding horses appeared on the official road outside Jingshan County.

"Yuan Qing, do you still remember the situation when he was two years old?" Before he knew it, Niu Niu had changed his name to Yuan Qing.

"Why don't I remember that I was only two or three years old when I first met you! You were riding a bamboo horse and running in the yard, but you refused to call me brother."

"Is that so? Why can't I remember it? I just remember the things you bullied me when you were a child!"

The two of them walked away from the city gate and Yang Yuanqing tied the reins. He actually just vaguely remembered that Li's mansion was in the city, near the west city gate. There were two old locust trees at the entrance, which were as tall as a cover. Yang Yuanqing stared for a while. Not far ahead, two old locust trees with crowns fell into his eyes.

"It should be there!"

He urged the war horse, and his heart was a little nervous and nervous. Does his uncle and aunt still remember him? Niu Niu stopped talking. She understood Yuan Qing's mood at this time. She was also nervous when she and her mother returned home.

"Who are you looking for?"

At the gate of the mansion, a boy about six or seven years old, who was about six or seven years old, looked at him with his head tilted, and his round and fat face turned red.

"Is this Li Dalang's home?" Yang Yuanqing probably still remembers his uncle's nickname.

"Is this young man looking for my son?" someone asked behind him.

When Yang Yuanqing turned around, he saw a woman of thirty-five or six years old standing behind him. She was wearing a light green narrow-sleeved striped silk skirt, and a green half-sleeved short jacket with lace embroidered lace on her upper body. She was covered with a thick red cloth on her shoulders. She smiled kindly and held a basket in her hand. The basket was covered with blue cloth, and several colors of pastries and fruits were exposed on the edges.

The boy immediately jumped up, "Mom, give it to me, give it to me!"

The woman had no choice but to take a piece of cake for him, "You kid, you know how to eat it!"

Yang Yuanqing suddenly remembered this gentle tone and kind smile. This woman was his aunt back then, and her surname seemed to be Zhou.

"aunt!"

Yang Yuanqing shouted softly, "Do you still know me?"

Zhou was stunned. How could a nephew suddenly run over? She looked up and down at Yang Yuanqing, and a distant memory returned to her mind, the child who was sent to the capital back then.

"Yuan Qing...is it you?"

"Auntie, it's me, do you still remember me?"

Zhou excitedly put down the basket and grabbed Yang Yuanqing's hand, "Child, it's really you! I remember that you were just a little bit back then."

Zhou wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and glanced at Niu Niu behind him, "Is this... your wife?"

"She is my sister!" Yang Yuanqing smiled.

"younger sister?"

Zhou was stunned for a moment, and she suddenly patted her forehead and laughed, "Look at me, I'm confused. Even though I'm an unmarried daughter, I still asked if it's your wife, I understand."

Niu Niu hurriedly stepped forward and Yingying gave a gift, "Niu Niu has seen her aunt."

"This girl looks so pretty!"

Zhou praised sincerely, "We are really incomparable in our county."

She quickly grabbed Niu Niu's hand and smiled at Yuan Qing and said, "Go home with me quickly, your uncle even talked about you a few months ago."

"How is uncle?" Yang Yuanqing asked with a smile after he led his horse behind.

"Hey! It's like that for more than ten years. I've settled the accounts all day long. Today I'm thinking about buying two acres of land, and tomorrow I'm thinking about buying a cow, and I'm busy all day long."

"It seems that my uncle and aunt have a good time."

"There are good years. The harvest in the farm is good and the taxes are not high. Your uncle bought another 100 acres of fish pond a few years ago, and the aquatic products can be sold at a good price. I think it is better than in previous years."

Yang Yuanqing could also see that the clothes and houses that my aunt wore were renovated in the past two years. They were all blue bricks and black tiles, and the warehouses on both sides of the front yard were filled with grain. This was a very wealthy family.

"Dalang, who are you here?" As soon as I entered the yard, my aunt Zhou shouted impatiently.

A middle-aged man walked out of the room with a medium figure, square face, black beard left on his jaw, wearing a blue linen robe and a flat scarf on his head.

"Madam, what's the matter?"

The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw Yuan Qing at first sight, "This guy is......"

After Yuan Qing's birthday mother died, his uncle and aunt raised him for nearly a year, which was considered to be raising him. Although he had vague memories, Yuan Qing knew that this was his uncle. He stepped forward and knelt down, bowed with his fists, "Nephew Yuan Qing to meet his uncle!"

"You are... Yuanqing!"

Uncle Yuanqing was surprised and happy, and quickly helped him up and looked up and down, with excitement in his eyes, "Oh! He is so tall. I remember you were born on Yuan Ri. He is about to be sixteen years old. He hasn't seen you for more than ten years. You are back to visit your mother's grave!"

Yuan Qing nodded, "It's just coming back to visit my mother's grave."

Zhou pulled Niu Niu and introduced her husband with a smile: "This pretty girl is a girl named Yuan Qing, her surname is Zhang, and her nickname is Niu Niu."

Niu Niu's face turned red and she gave a gift, "See Uncle!"

Li Dalang immediately understood who Niu Niu was Yuan Qing. He was so happy that he stroked his beard and smiled, "Okay! Come into the house and sit."

He ordered a servant to take the horse out of the horse's house, and then took Yuan Qing's hand into the house. The main hall was brightly lit, with blue bricks on the ground, and an altar on the left, which was filled with various tributes, enshrined in the table with the God of Wealth Zhao Gongming. There were several couches on the front, with a mattress on it, and a brazier in front of it.

Yuan Qing took out a few pairs of high-quality silk from the horse bag and handed it to his aunt, "This is my little wish, please accept it!"

The couple hurriedly refused, but Yuan Qing just refused, so they had to accept it. At this time, another girl walked out of the side door. She looked like a 16 or 17 years old, with a pretty face and looked quite like Zhou's, and her dress was like her mother. Li Dalang pointed at Yuan Qing and smiled at her, "Li Niang, this is Yuan Qing, do you still remember?"

Yuan Qing still remembers that he had a cousin who was one year older than him. When he was a child, his uncle often joked that he wanted to promise his cousin.

He quickly bowed and bowed, "Cousin, I am Yuan Qing!"

The girl smiled and quickly returned the gift to him, "My father even said to you the other month ago, you are really here."

Zhou pulled Niu Niu and said with a smile: "A few of us women go to the backyard to talk, and we talk to their uncles and nephews here."

Seeing that Niu Niu was extremely beautiful, Li Liniang was envious and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Niu Niu's hand and went to the backyard with a kiss. Yuan Qing saw that her cousin was still wearing a braid, and smiled and said, "Uncle, hasn't my cousin married yet?"

"I already have it in the family and I will get married in February next year."

Li Dalang sighed and said, "I would have liked you who came back last year and you could still see your grandfather."

Yang Yuanqing remembered that his grandfather was very disgusted with their mother and son back then. He had no good impression and did not want to ask him about it, so he changed the topic, "What is my uncle doing now?"

Li Dalang knew in his heart that Yuan Qing's birthday mother was pregnant before marriage, and his father was furious and drove his sister out of the house. However, he secretly took her back. His father did not forgive her until his death and did not allow her grave to be moved back to the Li family's tomb.

He didn't mention his grandfather's affairs and pulled Yuan Qing to sit down. At this time, Li Niang brought two bowls of tea, placed it on the table, nodded to Yuan Qing, and went to the backyard.

Li Dalang smiled and said, "My name is Dalang. Actually, it is the third brother. Fourteen years ago, the five brothers separated. Your grandfather gave me a hundred acres of ancestral land outside the city. He spent more than ten years to manage the family. The paddy fields increased to 300 acres, and life gradually improved. The year before yesterday I bought another hundred acres of water surface to raise fish and shrimps, and I could earn hundreds of hang money a year."

Yang Yuanqing knew that his uncle's family was a small landlord and had always been relatively wealthy, but in recent years he had been better. He asked again with a smile: "How about other families?"

"However, of course, there are poor and rich. In fact, everyone is the same. The key is just two words: diligence and thrift. As long as you grasp these two words, you will generally live a good life. Generally, those whose family is in a poor family will not be able to manage their families. If you have money, you will spend it randomly and you will not be able to save your family business."

Li Dalang was quite talkative and was very interested, so he couldn't stop talking. "The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty is good, the taxes are very low, and he can still be reduced in the year of disasters, but there are many corvee labor. In the last few months, I went to the county government office for two months and didn't go next year. I would rather pay thirty hush money. I am old and can't support it."

Yuan Qing also laughed, "My uncle is less than forty yet! Why are he getting older?"

Li Dalang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If you can live for 60 years, I will only live for twenty years at most. I will earn a good family fortune for my descendants. By the way, you still have two cousins."

"I just saw one at the door."

"That's the boy Fu'er, the most naughty one. There is also Gui'er studying in the county school and can only go home once a month. I'll send him a little later in a few days and let him come back."

Yang Yuanqing shook his head, "Uncle, I'm going back tomorrow."

"What's the matter so urgent? It's rare to come back. It's at least ten days and half a month before leaving."

"Uncle, I'm really sorry. If you have something to do in the army, you can't stay there for a long time."

Li Dalang then remembered not asking Yuan Qing, and smiled apologetically: "I forgot, what are you doing now? From your tone, it seems like you have joined the army?"

Yuan Qing nodded and smiled, "I am in Fengzhou border and serve as a town general. This time I am taking leave to go home to visit relatives."

“It’s a promising future!”

Li Dalang gave a thumbs up, "I'm afraid that you will become a playboy in the capital and be able to join the army in the frontier. That's a good man. If your mother knows you in the spring, she will be relieved for you."

Yuan Qing nodded silently, "Uncle, I want to visit my mother's grave now."

"Okay! Wait a moment, I'll prepare some incense, candles and paper money for you."

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To be continued...