Chapter 44

"Mother, don't be anxious. This situation is..." Yang Qian quickly stopped his mother and looked outside the door of the house and said.

Only then did Mr. Han come to his senses and smiled sheepishly. "Look, mom, you are overjoyed. Da Lang, this locust plague is really big..."

When they talked about business, the smile on Han's face gradually faded, and dark clouds appeared. Yang Qian also nodded and looked away, although his eyes were full of green.

But the faint buzzing sound and the occasional shadow in the air all showed the frightening and terrifying number of locusts.

"We have a population of nearly 2,000 in Daze Village, and almost everyone has gone out to catch insects. But looking at this situation, I am afraid that the mung beans that were planted earlier will..."

"Mother, there is nothing we can do about this. As the saying goes, it's just a matter of fate." Yang Qian sighed softly and consoled her.

In one day alone, the collection point outside Yang Mansion collected nearly 20,000 kilograms of locusts. In other words, almost every person in Daze Village, regardless of age or sex, caught ten kilograms of locusts.

Twenty thousand kilograms, that is, 40 guan of money, which made Yang Qian himself take a breath of cold air. He didn't even earn a single copper plate with various locust delicacies, so he threw away the 40 guan of money first.

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Fortunately, seeing the happy faces of the people in Daze Village who received the copper coins after handing in the locusts, Yang Qian finally felt a little better.

On average, a household in Daze Village can earn almost 80 cash. You know, even a shop assistant working in Dongdu can earn 20 cash a day, which is considered good.

"Hey, I said, Lao Zhang, don't you still have a bag? Why don't you pay it?" At this time, a villager from Daze Village asked his neighbor curiously.

The neighbor laughed. "I've made dozens of pennies today. I'm going to keep this bag and take it home for drinking."

"Yesterday, the government made a lot of the batch they collected, and my youngest son even brought some to me to try.

Not to mention, the fried locusts made according to Mr. Yang’s recipe, no, they should be called fried locusts. The taste is definitely the best appetizer that I, Lao Zhang, have eaten in all these years...

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That night, everyone in the Yang family had a delicious meal of sweet insect dumplings. A group of big guys drank some wine and chewed fried sweet insects. They were so happy...

Even the female relatives gathered together and ate the fried sweet insects as snacks. As for the children, it was like they were in heaven, eating and taking food, making the adults shout and drink.

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After dinner, Yang Qian had no time to appreciate these scenes. Instead, he followed his mother to a secluded courtyard, where the Yang family enshrined their ancestors' tablets.

After her mother, Mrs. Han, honestly offered incense to her ancestors to announce the good news, Ms. Han looked at the tablets and then said to Yang Qian, "Do you know that your father was able to become an official because of your grandfather's grace?"

Yang Qian nodded, he knew that his Yang family came from Hanoi County, and his great-great-grandfather served as the governor of Xingyang during the Yong'an period of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

After that, he stayed in Xingyang County and settled down in Daze Village, Xingze County. He was originally thinking of spreading his business, but ended up passing it on alone for several generations...

Both my great-grandfather and grandfather served as officials in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and my grandfather followed Yang Jian and experienced the dynasty change from the Northern Zhou Dynasty to the Sui Dynasty.

However, my grandfather Yang Guangshou died in battle when he accompanied the then King of Jin Yang Guang to conquer the Chen Dynasty in the eighth year of the founding of the Emperor.

And his grandfather was actually Han Qinhu, the famous general of the Sui Dynasty. He and Yang Qian's grandfather Yang Guangshou were close friends.

After his grandfather Yang Guangshou's death in the war, Yang Ning, whose mother died early and his father died in the war, was brought into the Han Mansion to live as if he was gone. After Yang Ning's crowning ceremony, he married his most beloved daughter to Yang.

rather.

Mother Han placed the incense candle with her own hands and bowed, then came to Yang Qian and looked up and down with a face filled with joy.

In the past, this child ate too little, and not only did he look a little skinny, but he even had no flesh on his face. Now that he has eaten more, he is almost as good as the disguise artist.

It's like a malnourished young man who suddenly became a handsome, graceful and handsome young man.

"Since my son's appetite has increased, his appearance has become more and more like your father. It's not like in the past, when he only had a handful of bones and not even a ounce of meat..."

As he said this, Yang Qian touched his face. It was true. There were dents on his face before, so he was a bit thin and out of shape.

Now, although I have not yet been able to regain my ability to survive ten bowls of food, at least I have increased my appetite and exercised seriously, and I have finally moved away from the image of a wooden stick.

"Now that my son has become a tribute student in Xingyang County again, his reputation is very high. I'm afraid it won't be long before he will be like your father back then..." Mr. Han looked happy as he was worthy of being my son.

Yang Qian was a little confused. "What do you mean by being like my father?"

"Don't you know, your grandmother passed away early and your grandfather was in the military all year round, so he never made a marriage arrangement for your father.

When your father was studying at Guozixue, he was a man of great talent and knowledge, and he was extremely handsome. I don’t know how many young ladies have thought about getting married like this..."

"But at that time, your father was just like you. He was obsessed with poetry and books, and he didn't speak eloquently to anyone..."

When he said this, the smile on his mother Han's face always made Yang Qian feel like she was feeling lucky.

"Mom, did you marry your father because he is so handsome?" Yang Qian couldn't help but ask this question that he had been holding back in his heart, and his mother poked him on the forehead with her finger.

My mother, Mrs. Han, was quite angry and angry as she said.

"You brat, what are you asking about here? Is your mother like that? The main reason is that your father is a good character, a gentleman, and talented.

Especially the way he sits in his study every night, reading by candlelight, or playing the piano and singing, it's really..."

Seeing the starry look in the eyes of his mother, Han, who was nearly forty years old, Yang Qian grinned and clicked his tongue... It seemed that his mother was a typical person who didn't have three hundred taels of silver here.

Understand, in fact, it is still the same sentence, it is about appearance. Appearance is justice, no matter what era it is, especially in ancient times when judging people by their appearance is very serious, let alone it.

As for why his mother, Han, was able to marry her father, Yang Qian could understand it by just thinking about it with his toes.

A weak scholar like my father was sneaked into the Han family's door by Han Qinhu, a famous Sui Dynasty general. How could he still escape?

My mother is suspected of being the first to get the moon near the water and the tower...
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