It is said that in the last years of the Ming Dynasty, in Jiujiang, Jiangxi, there was an upright and kind poor scholar...
And this scholar, his name is Shangguan Feiyun, not only wrote a hand of iron stroke silver hook, dragon flying phoenix dance good words ...
Moreover, in his free time, the students went to the village to educate many children, read and read.
However, it is regrettable that the first shusheng has no ancestral inheritance, the second has no father's field property, and the third has no brothers and sisters.
For this reason, The scholar Shangguan Feiyun, until he was twenty-seven or eight years old, still did not start a family and married a wife.
However, Shangguan Feiyun is very diligent, and in the spring and summer, he will run to the nearby mountains.
Cultivate land, grow corn, and fruits and vegetables, and then carry them to the town to sell in exchange for a few bags of rice to make ends meet.
There is a year.
In Liujiazhuang, the village next door, a young man married a beautiful woman.
However, the sky is unpredictable, and people have bad luck...
This young man, who had only been married for three months, had fallen seriously ill.
In the end, the little lady invited a famous doctor, but she could not save Xianggong's life, and then the young man cried out for his life.
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A month later, the little lady found that the family's surplus grain was getting less and less.
In particular, it is only the beginning of May, and the crops in the fields have just begun to grow?
If you want to wait for the autumn harvest, you are only afraid of the little lady, and you will starve to death at home early.
early morning.
I saw the little widow, with a pretty red face, her head bowed, carrying a cloth bag in her hand, and went to her neighbors to borrow rice and grain.
However, people's hearts are the most fickle, because the little widow, who has just married into Liujia Village, has no one to be familiar with.
An hour later, she traveled the whole village, borrowing only a pound of coarse grain from an old grandmother's house.
At that moment, the little widow almost cried out in pain, but with tears in her eyes, she ran to the Chen family village next door again and borrowed rice grain.
However, there was no one on the Chen family village who was willing to bird her little widow.
First of all, the little widow had just been married for three months, and she died of a husband, belonging to a bad person.
In other words, whoever dared to borrow her grain was a meat bun beating a dog, and it was gone forever.
Therefore, this little widow, with tears in her eyes, walked all over The Chen Jiazhuang, but no one was willing to borrow her grain.
Many villagers said that they had no surplus food in their homes, so they asked her to go to another house and ask about it.
In this way, the little widow walked all over the Chen Family Village, but in her hand, there was only that pound of coarse rice grain.
Finally, the little widow, she ran to Shangguan Feiyun's house, ready to see this last hope.
After all, the little widow had heard that Shangguan Feiyun was the best reader in several nearby villages.
"Concubine Of the River Clan, meet The Shangguan Gongzi!" This little widow, she went directly into Shangguan Feiyun's house, knelt on the ground, and gave a big gift to Shusheng.
"Little lady, there is no need to be polite, please hurry up and say, you and I can intersect with each other." As soon as Shangguan Feiyun saw it, he immediately got up and returned to the ceremony.
"Concubine He, thank you Shangguan Gongzi!"
At the end of the conversation, this little daughter-in-law of the He family, her pretty face was slightly red, but she did not know how to open her mouth and borrowed grain from the scholar.
At this time, Shangguan Feiyun seemed to have known early on that the little widow had come to borrow grain.
Without saying a word, he went directly into the room, carried a bag of rice, and a few pounds of pickles, plus a pound of red beans, and put them in the hands of The River Family.
He said, "Little lady, here is half of my grain, have you seen enough to eat?" If that's not enough, I'll bring you a few more pounds of rice. ”
Hear the words of the students.
This little widow of the He clan, she grabbed the rice bag tightly and said excitedly: "Shangguan Gongzi, enough is enough, concubine this time, I really thank Gongzi for his kindness!" ”
"Oh, little lady, you really don't have to be so polite, the villagers in the big hometown, who doesn't have a little difficulty?" Shangguan Feiyun shook his head and said lightly.
However, Shangguan Feiyun did not notice that this little widow of the He clan, when she saw the pound of red beans in the bag, her face was slightly red, and she looked shy.
Subsequently, the little widow happily carried the rice grain and returned home.
In a small, calm mountain village, the days seem to be like this, day after day, year after year.
However, three months later, something that Shangguan Feiyun did not expect, it finally happened.
This early morning.
An old matchmaker, she ran to Shangguan Feiyun's home with joy and said that there was a little daughter-in-law who had taken a fancy to Shangguan Feiyun.
As long as he nodded, tomorrow morning, the little lady would come to Shangguan's house and become Shangguan Feiyun's wife.
It's just that Shangguan Feiyun didn't believe the old matchmaker's words at all.
He shook his head and said, "Old matchmaker, you don't have to joke, whose girl will look up to me as a poor student?" ”
"You! It's really luck, Shangguan Feiyun, I tell you, this time I see your little daughter-in-law, it is the little widow in the next village, Heshi. ”
"Ah... It's her. As soon as Shangguan Feiyun heard this, he almost jumped up.
Of course, this little daughter-in-law of the River clan knows ah!
Moreover, although Heshi was a small widow, she was the most beautiful woman in several nearby villages.
"Shangguan Feiyun, what are you?" Quickly reply to a word, do you like people's little ladies or not? If you like it, this marriage will be fixed for you by the old body! ”
"Loved, of course!"
Shangguan Feiyun listened, like a chicken pecking rice, and quickly nodded his head and replied.
Sure enough.
A month later, the little widow Heshi, a beautiful lady, married Shangguan Feiyun as his wife.
Three years later, the He family not only gave birth to a pair of children for the Shangguan family, but she also managed the family diligently, and gradually made the Shangguan family rich.
It is rumored that after seven or eight years, the Shangguan family became the richest family in several nearby villages.
In the end, Shangguan Feiyun and his wife He Shi loved each other until they were old, and they spent their lives happily and happily.
End of story.
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"Ming Dynasty: Little Widow Borrows Rice, Poor Scholar Puts a Pound of Red Beans in Rice, And Embraces Beauty"