Chapter 69 Separation of Races
"Then the matter is settled." Old Man Li finalized the foundation and added a hammer on it. "A few days ago, it was inconvenient for the farm to replace the fields during the autumn harvest. Now that the autumn harvest is over, Feng Langjun doesn't mind Is Xinzhuangzi far away? It just so happens that I have some relations with the He family. If Feng Langjun really wants to change, I still have such an old face to let him go. "
“I haven’t thanked my grandpa for this yet!” Feng Yong saluted again, “My grandpa has helped me a lot.”
"We are all close neighbors, so we should help each other." Old Man Li said with a smile, "To be honest, the He family and I took advantage of this, and Xinzhuang has good water to irrigate the land! I am elsewhere, I also got 500 acres of farmland. In this village, there are no 500 acres of farmland at one time. I'm afraid Feng Langjun will suffer some losses. Do you want me to give you some extra tenant labor?"
This was said in a good way and helped people a lot, but it was said as if someone owed someone something, which made people feel a little more grateful after hearing it.
"It's not a loss, it's not a loss! As long as it can be exchanged, it won't be a loss. The Feng family is not prosperous, and Xinzhuang cannot take care of it. It is a headache to put it there. Forget about the labor, after a while, there will be more in the village. It should be enough for people to come over.”
These days, labor is in short supply. Although the property in Xinzhuang was confiscated by the government, all the tenants in the village were not guilty and had long since fled. Of course, the greater possibility is that the He family directly took over the tenants, so Xinzhuang is an empty village. Under normal circumstances, even if it is a replacement, there is no reason to give Feng Yong free labor.
However, I talked to Li Yi about taking over the veteran army earlier. Calculating the time, it’s about to arrive soon. In addition, those Liao people’s families are not afraid that there will be no one to farm.
"It seems that Feng Langjun has a plan, so I won't bother you anymore. You go about your business first, and I won't disturb you." Old Man Li got what he wanted, said goodbye with satisfaction, and walked away briskly.
“Then I won’t send the grandpa as a gift.” Feng Yong returned the gift and said loudly.
Looking at the old man waving his hand back without looking back, Feng Yong chuckled. It seemed pretty good to be a neighbor with such an old man.
"Don't throw the stones you picked up around. Pile them together." Feng Yong, who was in a happy mood, turned around and stood on the highest point of the hillside. He put one hand on his waist and pointed at a few troublemakers who were throwing stones into the creek down the slope. Scolding is like the overseer of all evil.
At that moment, two adults rushed out from the crowd, picked one up under their armpits, and threw it in front of Feng Yong. They slapped it a few times, each of them spanking a few times. Finally, they bowed and nodded to Feng Yong to make up for the smile. : "I'm sorry, Master, I didn't take it too seriously."
Feng Yong waved his hand: "Call all the literate children in the house."
Feeling that I have made some miscalculations. In the past, there were only a few people on the farm, and I was used to bringing in all the adults and children when doing the work. Just like that, there were not enough people. Now that we have more people, we have more manpower, and there is no need to let children go into battle. Land reclamation is a physical job. Children are weak and there are many people, so sometimes it gets in the way.
It seems that I am still too inexperienced. If the housekeeper had arranged it, I wouldn't have ended up like this.
In a few days, another batch of veterans will arrive with their families. This matter has been mentioned to the housekeeper, so the housekeeper went to the city early this morning to buy daily necessities.
“Stand up and line up.”
Finding a temporary open space, Feng Yong gave the order.
The noisy sounds on the **** suddenly became much quieter.
For farmers in Fengzhuang, queuing up of children is associated with literacy and reading, which is a very sacred thing. For them, who have never had a scholar in their ancestors, they think that Fengzhuang is the best place in the world just for making their children literate.
As expected, I heard the master speak: "The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast and desolate. The sun and the moon are waxing and waning, the stars are arranged... One, two, three, start."
So the immature children's voice, mixed with a few drake calls in the voice-changing stage, sounded on the small hillside of Fengzhuang: "The sky and the earth are black and yellow, the universe is vast..."
The children's recitation seemed to inject endless energy into the adults' bodies. The farmers' enthusiasm for work immediately increased, and they even became somewhat uncontrollably crazy.
It was obviously a stone that only two people could lift, but a woman picked it up right away. She still had the energy to walk a few steps quickly and threw it into a fixed pile of stones. Then she looked back at the child not far away with a satisfied look on her face. smile.
When the few men on the village heard the sound of the child reading, they took off their upper body clothes, bent down, dug at the big rocks hidden in the soil with both hands, and roared like a bull. , the veins on his arms popped out, and he pulled out the rocks that could only be lifted with a pickaxe...
Although he knew that villagers admired literacy and reading, Feng Yong still underestimated how stimulating the sound of children reading would stimulate them. Feng Yongyong didn't know what the dealers were thinking, but he felt the dealers' excitement. He turned his head and looked around, but couldn't see anything strange for a while.
But when he saw the people on the other side, the difference suddenly became apparent. The two groups of people in the front were obviously working at about the same speed, but now the pace of the Han villagers suddenly became much faster. Many people were even trotting while carrying dirt or stones.
In contrast, Liao Ren was much silent. The children looked at their peers who were endorsing the books with envy. The adults, on the other hand, felt a little inferior and tried their best not to look over there, but they couldn't help but sneak a glance or two out of the corner of their eyes.
In terms of human nature, Feng Yong believes in the theory that human nature is inherently evil. Throw away the morality that humans have bound themselves, and then annihilate the intelligence of primates, then he will think that there is no difference between humans and animals.
In this barbaric era, even the Han people, as representatives of the highest civilization, their morality is only directed at the Han people themselves, and the racial dividing lines are so obvious. As a time traveler, Feng Yong did not have any other prejudice against Liao people, but the surrounding environment was such that he had to carefully conceal his difference.
If the Liao people were treated the same as everyone else as soon as they arrived at Fengzhuang, this would not only make the original villagers in Fengzhuang feel uncomfortable, but also make the Liao people not cherish their hard-earned life.
The old saying goes that when rice is gained, rice is lost, rice is lost, and the old saying is generally very reasonable.
In his previous life, Feng Yong had a supervisor who was a good old man. When his subordinates were late, he helped to ask for leave. When his subordinates made mistakes, he helped to cover them up. In the year-end summary, his group was the laziest and the worst in business.
Later he was criticized. He wanted to strictly follow the system and reminded his subordinates many times that whoever was late would have their wages deducted. Who would have thought that just one month after the execution, everyone under his command was already furious. This had never happened before, so how could it be like this now? In the end, the matter got so big that I went to the boss, who finally made the final decision and fired me all! It’s better if no one is left behind.
So it is said that bad people are not worthy of being bad. Because people's hearts are always insufficient. Some things come too easily, so they won't cherish them.
Up to now, except for the housekeeper who has recruited a young Lio girl to help, the Lio people still have to abide by the unwritten rules of not being allowed to approach the Feng Mansion unless there is something wrong, let alone their children who can read and read like the children of the villagers.
(End of this chapter)