Chapter 1995 The Older You Get, the More Valuable You Are

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Encountering a new situation, we are not going to rush today. Everyone is living in ruins.

Newly joined tribes feel the warmth of the extended family, such as nursing children.

The woman helped dig, but she was exhausted, had little food to eat, and was anxious, so her milk supply was low.

Women from six other tribes helped feed the children. They didn't worry even when the wind blew and snowed at night.

The most plump parts of the prey hunted by the southwest barbarians are specially given to them, with only a little salt added to increase milk supply.

They can also eat wild vegetables first, vegetables are indispensable, and mare's milk can supplement their meals.

The old people are working hard to do what they can. They know the consequences of not having the Tang army come.

After the heavy snowfall, food is scarce, and the elderly are too old to do hard work, so they are taken to the wild and given something to eat, usually a single meal.

Some are sensible enough to leave quietly at night without anyone else taking care of them.

The people who slept together listened to the noise and lay there for a long time, unable to fall asleep.

Not this year. Lijiazhuangzi’s team is too strong and they always ensure that everyone has enough to eat.

You have to work hard and don't be an eyesore to others.

Old people usually use sticks to beat the urala grass taken out of the snow until it becomes soft for everyone to use.

The old man who was still in good health took the older children to find the place where the urala grass grew and was responsible for digging out the snow.

The child holds a knife in his hand and cuts the weak urala grass into small bundles to feed the horses.

Women help with cooking and building sledges.

Men tied ropes to climb trees, used long poles to beat dead branches, and selected good places to cut into sections for firewood.

Everything taken out of the house should be managed uniformly, especially food.

The newly joined tribesmen have no objection to this, as long as they can keep me fed and reach the Tang Dynasty alive.

When most people were resting, the people in Lijiazhuangzi took out dried ginger.

It looks like minced ginger, but when it is actually raw, it is cut into pieces the size of rice grains, and after drying, it shrinks into pieces smaller than sesame seeds.

Grab a handful and boil it in a large pot with water. Soon the dried ginger will be soaked and turned into large pieces of ginger soup.

Everyone drank to warm themselves up and avoid getting sick.

A group of people actually felt happy after drinking an ordinary ginger water with only a little salt.

The eldest child Mo Agan, who was good at handling animals, still had unwashed roe deer blood on his hands. He brought half a bowl of ginger water to the adults.

He hesitated for a moment and asked Li Enzhong: "When the people there are old, do they just dig holes and bury them?"

"You mean dead? Dead? The body needs to be kept in state for a few days before being buried." Li Enzhong nodded.

"It's not that he's dead. He can't do any work if he's alive." Moagan shook his head.

"Don't be afraid if you can't do the work, as long as you can move your mouth. The older you are, the more valuable you are. You don't have to be polite when you see His Majesty.

Even if there is only one stool and His Majesty does not want to sit on it, the old man must sit on it.

The yamen also had to give money, mainly food, once a month.

If someone is sick, the yamen will send someone to take him for treatment. If there are elderly people in the family or those who are sick and under the age of 10, no one will have to pay rent..."

Li Enzhong introduced the system of treating the elderly in the Tang Dynasty. The older they get, the more valuable they are, so give them as much as you can.

If you can live to be ninety years old, your whole family will enjoy the blessings, and some can live under the same roof for five generations.

The fact that the old man lives to such a long age proves that his children are filial. If the children cannot get the qualifications for the local imperial examination, they can directly prove their filial piety and integrity and take the imperial examination.

In a family where both men and women are over eighty years old, the court erected a memorial arch. This family is so filial!

As for the seventy-year-old octogenarian, the local government would visit him every now and then and during holidays to ask about his welfare.

This proves that he can govern the people well. Look, he is still alive at such an old age, under my rule.

When you get sick at the age of seventy-nine, the official is more anxious than his family. If you keep at it, when you are eighty, hold on, I will get you ginseng.

Li Enzhong told it like a story, and Mo Agan was dumbfounded. The older the better?

No need to work? Is it possible for one person in the family to not work? If you are older, can you send someone to take care of you? Give cloth and grain?

"When my husband goes to Datang, will he be thrown out if it snows heavily?"

Moagan wanted to ask himself about the treatment of these people. He went there later.

"Who dares? The Emperor is still alive. Throwing the old man away is an insinuation that the Emperor is too old and deserves to die?"

Li Enzhong took the hat and proved that he can't throw. Who can afford such a big hat? It is a disaster of genocide.

"Ah!" Mo Agan's eyes showed joy, but he was also worried: "When it gets cold, my legs hurt and I can't walk. I carry him on my back. Can I be exempted from rent?"

"Where did you get the rent? You go to Datang to go to school. I don't think your Aweng can be cured. My boss has a way to make it less painful for him."

"Ah, I don't pay the rent? Tell me what kind of work the old people in your village usually do."

Moagan wanted to hear it, he was full of fantasy and longing for the future.

"The old people in Lijiazhuangzi... they can do whatever they want. Some are willing to collect shoe soles, and some are willing to weave baskets.

Those who do such things will be restricted every day, and they will be tired if they do too much. They played chess, basked in the sun and watched their children play, and dried vegetables to dry.

At other times, I exercise, wearing protective gear and skating in Chang'an in the winter, and gathering and drying mushrooms in the nearby mountains in the summer.

They can't sit still, and not exercising is bad for their health. They all want to live a few more years and see the world of the Tang Dynasty. "

Li Endong said that his eyes were red. He had lost all his relatives and was sold as a slave.

He was sold since he was a child, and he can't recall what happened before. Maybe the family who sold him is still alive.

If only I could find it, I would have no hatred in my heart. I think they were in trouble of not being able to support themselves at that time.

At least I am still alive after selling it, and now I live a good life.

I guess it was the person who sent it, how could the person who received it turn me into a slave?

Thinking of this, he raised the back of his hand to rub his eyes, and said to Mo Agan with a smile: "You are in good time, meeting the Tang Dynasty where my boss is."

"This ginger is delicious, a little spicy, and a little sweet. Is it profitable to grow ginger?"

Mo Agan couldn't figure out some things for a while, drank some ginger water, and asked about the planting.

"How should I put it? People who know how to grow ginger are enough to make money, and people who don't know how to grow ginger are just enough to make money. The two are different. Because..."

He introduced to the children that those who know how to grow ginger will plant ginger mothers, a large pair of gingers, which is enough to make money.

Those who don't know how to grow ginger will not have many gingers after growing the mother ginger, which is just enough to make money.

One patiently spoke, the other listened carefully, and the leaders of the seven tribes around began to arrange people to take over the old man's work.

They dared not let the old man get tired again. They lived and worked hard. If they could live past 70 years old in the Tang Dynasty, even if they were sick at the age of 60, they would get benefits.

Originally, they did not want their relatives to be abandoned, but they had no choice. Everything was for survival.

The longer the family lived, the happier they were, and there was money to be made!

As long as there was a way to survive, who would be willing to kill their parents? Wouldn't they get old one day? Shouldn't they leave quietly at that time?

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