The year passed by the sound of firecrackers, but the spring breeze was not warm.

It’s New Year’s Eve today, and it’s the 38th year of Wanli starting tomorrow.

The sound of firecrackers in my ears was still ringing, and accompanied by the laughter of children clapping hands, the three husbands in the haystack were silent.

Zhao Jinjiao shed tears, and he remembered the scene when his father hugged him and set off firecrackers when he was a child.

Time flies, and in a flash, it has been forty years.

His father had passed away, but he had fallen to this point.

No one thinks about him, no one cares about him.

Some are just two brothers around me.

Xu Yingyuan sighed sadly. Others were busy celebrating the New Year, and it was very lively and festive. But the three of them hid in this haystack and endured hunger. No matter how they thought, their hearts were very sore.

"It's the New Year, but there's no wine."

The second uncle scratched the edge of his ear with his hand. His ears were frozen and itchy when he was fine. This was called the grass leaves scratched, making it even more itchy.

"Well. Last night, our brother-third drank enough, and the third brother almost didn't drink it." Xu Yingyuan licked his lips and called Brother Jinzhong and said, and he was addicted to alcohol.

"My second brother is not much better. If I want to drink well, I will accept Brother Jinzhong." As he spoke, Zhao Jinjiao stretched his hand into the cotton coat and pressed his stomach as much as possible. There was warm.

"If you want to drink, you can't do it. I stole my father's wine since I was a child, and I asked him to beat him up a lot because of this. I remember one time, my elder brother and I stole my father's wine again. After drinking too much, I found that the wine was almost gone. My elder brother and I were so worried. Later..." Uncle Er said, and suddenly stopped.

Xu Yingyuan was stunned and said, "Yesterday, brother?"

"Brother, I miss home."

Although he couldn't see it, Zhao Jinjiao still heard Brother Jinzhong beside him seemingly sobbing.

My second uncle missed home and was away from home for more than 20 years. Today is New Year's Eve again, and the day for family reunion, can he not think about it?

"Who doesn't miss home? Whoever has a skill or a success is willing to be a husband?" Xu Yingyuan smiled bitterly, and then comforted his second uncle: "Brother Jinzhong, you are pretty good. Your elder brother knows to ask your nephew to come to the capital to see you. Where are we? No one knows when he dies."

Liangchen came to Beijing to see his affairs. Uncle Er talked to his two brothers several times, and every time he talked about them, he was extremely excited.

"My nephew is a handsome talent. If you have the chance in the future, you will have to get to know you."

The second uncle calmed down and couldn't help wondering if the eldest brother and his two nephews were worshiping their ancestors. The ancestors looked at him and would he say that they had never seen the waiter. Where have he been going over the years and what are they doing?

After a long time, the second uncle sighed deeply in his heart.

He is sorry for his father, sorry for his elder brother, and sorry for the ancestors of the old Wei family.

The sound of firecrackers in the yard finally stopped. The family seemed to have gone into the house to stay up to New Year's Day, and they vaguely heard that there were children asking for New Year's money.

The snow outside seemed to have stopped, but the wind was still strong, and it was blowing "huh" and pouring into the haystack through the small holes and gaps, making Brother San shivering.

"Others are husbands, we also act as husbands, but as husbands, Brother Jinzhong, do you think our lives are really bad? Otherwise, why wouldn't we be blessed?" Xu Yingyuan muttered, he was really unwilling to accept it.

"We have a life and death, and life and death are in heaven. What do you want to do so much? It's great to be alive." Zhao Jinjiao moved his legs, always bent, feeling uncomfortable.

Xu Yingyuan said quietly: "Do we still have a living life?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jinjiao was silent.

Yes, they are penniless and hundreds of miles away from their destination. Do they really have a life force?

"Don't think so much, aren't we still alive? The sky falls and the tall ones are standing up. Let's go to bed first. When it's dawn, there will always be a way." Uncle Second was more worried than the two brothers, but he wanted to say this. If he was afraid that if he was depressed, Brother San would really have no way to survive.

"That's true. Those scholars said that the boat would be straight when it reaches the bridge. We have no choice but to say that there will be noble people to help you at dawn." Xu Yingyuan comforted himself.

"It's time to go to bed."

Zhao Jinjiao's eyelids are already closed.

That night, the three brothers woke up several times by the cold.

Fortunately, it is better to have hay than not, and they have not been frozen to death.

The first thing that came in the morning was the cries of the stomach.

It was Xu Yingyuan's stomach screaming, and he wanted to endure it, but he couldn't help it.

Seeing this, Zhao Jinjiao pressed his stomach. He was hungry, but he didn't want to make a sound.

"Go out and have a look. What if a noble person passes by, I can take us a ride." Xu Yingyuan pushed the grass out of his body and slept in the haystack all night, which really made him feel frustrated.

Seeing this, Zhao Jinjiao was busy and straightened his back to help, and his second uncle was not idle either.

Soon, the hole came out.

Xu Yingyuan looked out a few times, and confirmed that there was no one, so he quickly called the two brothers out.

After the three of them came out, they first patted the grass leaves on their bodies, and then helped each other to clean up their heads.

Looking around, there is no noble person.

"What should I do now?" Zhao Jinjiao looked at his two sworn brothers.

Xu Yingyuan didn't know what to do, so he looked at his second uncle.

The second uncle thought about it and said, "I thought about it all night. Eunuch Qiu, then we still have to go there, otherwise the three of us will be finished."

"How to go?"

Xu Yingyuan and Zhao Jinjiao asked each other at the same time.

"this…"

The second uncle hesitated for a while, made up his mind and gritted his teeth to the two brothers and said, "Let's beg for food, cook Huazi, and beg for it all the way!"

"OK!"

Zhao Jinjiao nodded. Is there any other way they can do begging for food and cooking?

"Only if you endure hardships, you will be the best. Brother, let's go and have a beg for food!" Xu Yingyuan also made his promise. The birds are so clean that they can't eat.

After making up their minds, the three of them faced an urgent problem, that is, who wants it first.

It sounds nice and makes me feel very impressed, but it would be really embarrassing to ask Brother San to beg for food with someone.

At the critical moment, the second uncle set an example and said that he would go first, and he would ask this family to order food, then go on the road after placing his stomach.

"My nephew said that if I don't clean a house, how can I clean the world? I won't clean the house, so I'll just go to the house to ask for it."

The second uncle made up his mind and walked slowly towards the family step by step, knocking on the door of the house.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, that is, even if he begs for food, he would still live and live his own way.

At the same time, in the East Palace, a baby cry made the people who had been busy all night finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Xi Li, who had been tired all night and almost fainted from strength several times, couldn't wait to ask the palace servant to carry the child to her to see.

"Empress, he is a daughter!"

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Author's note: It is a historical fact that the three giants went south to Sichuan.
Chapter completed!