The bucket is as big as a human bucket, and the bottom of the bucket is only about ten or twenty centimeters from the ground. If you encounter small rocks on the ground, you have to be careful to let the bucket go around it.

Otherwise, the stones will easily hit the bottom of the barrel.

At that time, there was a "dong" sound. It was a small matter that the little man tripped because the bucket was unbalanced, but it was a big deal that the bucket was broken.

Although it looked a bit funny, the people I saw in the village instead of laughing at each other, they greeted me warmly:

"Si'er, are you going to school?"

"Yes, uncle."

"Si'er, are you coming back so early today?"

"Yes, Auntie."

Even the cowherd boy who was waiting to fetch water from the well also said:

"Brother Si, have you returned to the village?"

As he said that, he reached out and took out two or three small wild fruits from his body, "Here, I picked these when I was grazing cattle today. They are so sweet!"

"Thank you!"

Si'er was not polite, took it and put it in his mouth.

"You're welcome. When I go to school next year, remember to help me more. I also want to go to Qiongdu Academy..."

The adults nearby burst into laughter after hearing this.

Not every school-age child in the village has the opportunity to go to school.

On the contrary, less than half have the opportunity to go to school.

And boys account for a large proportion.

After all, these days, a family is very lucky to have enough to eat.

Of course, in order to encourage girls to go to school, the Xinghan Association also has policies.

For example, girls do not need to go through Qiongdu Academy to go to school. As long as they pass the exam, they are basically sent directly to Nanxiang.

Study for one, two or three years, and positions will be assigned based on aptitude.

The lowest one can also join Nanxiang citizenship and obtain a team leader position in the workshop.

Especially in recent years, the shortage of workshop weavers has been really huge.

When a woman works in a workshop, the money she sends back every month can repay her family's investment in her education in one year, and two or three years is enough for her family to live a good life.

But people's ideas cannot change in a few years.

And in the consciousness of the people, women belong to other people’s families after all.

Reading for boys is a lifelong matter in the family.

Therefore, those who allow girls to go to school are mostly wealthy families who still have money to spare after providing for boys.

However, in the past two years, more and more girls have gone to school.

Because of the shortage of weavers in workshops, the Xinghan Association implemented a policy.

Under the guarantee of the government, the Xinghan Society made contracts with families who had female children.

The Xinghan Association would advance a sum of money and send the girl to Nanxiang Academy, where she would work in a workshop, and then pay back the money slowly.

After repaying the debt, and earning money for the family for another two to three years, it will be time to get married.

It's quite a bit like signing a contract to sell one's body.

However, the female weavers in the workshop are very popular, not to mention becoming the "steward" in the eyes of the people in the workshop.

Anyway, once that step is reached, a woman will have nothing to worry about in her life.

As for those like the cowherd boy who can't go to school for the time being, he must be very envious of Brother Si.

"Dan baby, go back and urge your elders to send you to school as soon as possible. Otherwise, after this year, the fourth baby will go to Qiongdu to study!"

The primary school program is a two-year program, which is neither too long nor too short for the people of Yue. It is just right.

It's too long and my family can't afford it.

If it's too short, you won't learn much.

After two years of schooling, even if you can't go to Qiongdu Academy, you can still learn some arithmetic and understand a few hundred words.

It would also be great to keep an account of the food at home and be able to calculate the accounts when I go out to sell silk.

Others outside do not dare to fool themselves easily.

Si'er was always ranked first in the school, and people from all over the country knew that there was a promising child in this village.

When villagers talk to people from other villages, their momentum becomes even stronger.

"I'm not afraid, the feng shui in our village is good!"

Danwa answered loudly.

Everyone burst out laughing again, and the well was filled with a happy atmosphere.

It is certain that the village has good Feng Shui, otherwise how could there be scholars?

"No, even your cows drink from well water, so they are better off than those in other villages."

Someone joked to Danwa.

Danwa was waiting in line to carry water with a bucket, but he was not carrying it for his family, but for a buffalo tied not far away.

"My Ada said that the well water is clean, so our cows can drink from it."

Danwa said with a flushed face.

The cow was rented from the government and was a cow.

Last year, because the cow gave birth to a calf, she did not have to repay the interest to the government for three years.

If a calf can be born within these three years, then the calf will belong to his family.

If the family really has a cow of its own, life will be better.

Therefore, it is natural to serve carefully.

As long as it is not taken out to work, this cow even has its own special wooden bucket for drinking water.

Seeing Danwa's appearance, everyone laughed again.

However, an old man cursed:

"You are a bunch of idiots. This is how good they are at raising cattle. How funny is it? In the next two years, this boy's cow will really give birth to a calf. I wonder if you will be jealous."

"Uncle, how can we not know these truths? It's just a joke."

Someone said while lifting the water from the well and pouring it into Danwa's bucket, "Here, let's go."

Soon it was Si'er's turn. He was not strong enough to carry two full buckets of water. He could only carry two half buckets of water, lowering his head and paying attention to the road.

The carrying pole pressed on his small shoulders, making him stoop a little like a little old man.

After fetching water, he started making dinner.

Use a bamboo tube to measure the rice that a family will need for dinner, put it into a gourd, fill it with water, and then carefully shake it from side to side to keep shaking the rice out of the gourd.

In the end, there was only some fine gravel and a little bit of broken rice left in the gourd.

He poured this mixture of fine gravel and broken rice into an old earthenware pot.

After searching twice more in succession, I put the pot of rice on the stove.

Then I grabbed a few more handfuls of bran, put them into the old earthen jar, mixed them with water, and mixed them evenly.

"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

He barked a few times and put the earthen pot in the yard, and a few chickens came over with fluttering wings and started grabbing food.

Looking at the sun, it had already hidden behind the mountain. He wanted to make dinner quickly.

Smoke quickly rose from the small courtyard built of yellow mud and straw.

The woman also came out of the silkworm room and began to choose vegetables.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, every household began to cook dinner, and the entire village was shrouded in green smoke.

Farmers working outside also began to carry farm tools or drive cattle back to the village one after another.

After dinner was ready at home, voices came from the door of the courtyard.

"You're back? Wash your hands quickly and have dinner."

The woman walked out of the yard, took over her husband's farm tools, and smiled at her second son:

"We're back. Si'er has already filled the water. Remember to wash your hands before eating dinner."

Si'er took the cow rope from his second brother and led the cow into the cowshed.

It's a very ordinary day-to-day life, and at the same time it's very peaceful.
To be continued...