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Chapter 251

Afraid of scaring everyone, at the dinner table, Brother Zhao told Lin Xiaoxia and Li Yanmei to close the door and watch the shop at night. When they asked about it, he only said that Fang Zichen had taken a job and wanted to keep vigil for someone, and he wanted to go with him. go.

Fang Zichen swallowed his food and opened his mouth to say something, but he stepped on his instep.

Li Yanmei asked if she wanted to prepare some food? You might be hungry at night, so Brother Zhao shook his head and said no.

Fang Zichen kept his mouth shut and waited until he returned to the room before smiling and saying, "You want to go with me?"

"Yes." Brother Zhao rolled up the bamboo mat and tied two pillows and a thin quilt together.

Fang Zichen leaned over to help and said happily: "You can't live without me like this?"

"I'm worried." Brother Zhao said.

"What are you worried about?" Fang Zichen said, "That's Yizhuang, aren't you afraid?"

After saying that, he saw Brother Zhao shaking his head and taking a basket from the table on the side, covered with a layer of cloth.

Brother Zhao imitated him: "I have a secret weapon, so I'm not afraid!"

"What's inside?" Fang Zichen opened the cloth and took a look, and his heart was filled.

Brother Zhao was still afraid that he wouldn't understand, so he introduced to him: "This is black dog blood, this is glutinous rice, and this is peach wood sword."

Fang Zichen: "..."

He is just guarding the door, not removing it. Ghost!

Is it realistic to carry all this 'equipment'?

There was a small gourd standing in the basket. Brother Zhao didn't say anything, picked it up and handed it to him with a smile: "Guess what's inside?"

Fang Zichen shook it, and there was some noise inside, as if it was filled with water. He pulled off the top lid and squinted into the gourd. It was dark and winter-like inside, and he saw nothing. When he got closer and smelled, he couldn't smell anything except a little smell.

He was about to ask what was inside? Is it some kind of holy water that can ward off demons?

Brother Zhao laughed first.

Fang Zichen's heart skipped a beat! Then I heard Brother Zhao say: "That's your son's urine."

Fang Zichen: "..."

First he smelled sheep excrement, and now he smells urine. His whole life's reputation has been shattered! !

Seeing how his face turned green and white, Brother Zhao laughed so hard that his branches quivered wildly.

Fang Zichen wanted to hit him.

At noon, in order to store the gourd urine, Guaizi drank as much water as he could.

Lin Xiaoxia also traveled most of Yuanzhou to buy such a bowl of black dog blood. I didn't have time to rest after I came back. I followed Brother Zhao's instructions and cut a wooden sword with a peach branch.

It's not easy!

If you buy everything, it's a waste if you don't use it.

Since Brother Zhao also wants to go, then go and see more of the world. At first, he thought that he would not be able to sleep with Brother Zhao in his arms for a month. Fang Zichen was still a little depressed. Now he knows that people want to go with him and share the joys and sorrows. ', 'Braving the End of the World', Fang Zichen's face is radiant and beautiful.

He pinned the peach wood sword with the length of his index finger to his waist, with a small hilt exposed, but he seemed to be carrying a dragon-slaying sword, and he was full of arrogance. At this moment, he felt that if he walked out, all the monsters and ghosts would be frightened and retreat. Set up three houses to avoid them.

Don't talk about ghosts, even if Sadako comes now, he can subdue it and push it into the well again.

Fang Zichen took two more books and stuffed them into the quilt. He had a bamboo mat under his left arm and a back pillow under his side. Brother Zhao had a basket in his hand and was about to go out with him. The good boy rushed over and held him in his arms. Brother Zhao's legs said he wanted to go too.

Brother Zhao doesn't want to give it, this is not for fun.

Fang Zichen thought about it and said, take it with you! What should I do if I don't take this damn child to look for Brother Zhao at night? Xiaofeng actually wants to go with him, but he is sensible and he is a brother. If the good boy goes, he can sleep with Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao. But it doesn't work, he is eight years old.

Brother Zhao touched his head and told him to wait at home.

Xiaofeng hummed.

Liu Xiaowen came over, walked them to the door, gave them a few instructions, closed the door, and then led Xiaofeng back to the backyard.

I had reserved a room for Brother Zhou, and Fang Zichen had cleaned it first. Now I could lay a mat and sleep directly. Liu Xiaowen had not slept on a bed for several years. Now that he suddenly lay down like this, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep. , it was still dark, so he just lay down for a while, then got up again and went to the yard to make ice cream with Li Yanmei.

After leaving the city gate, Brother Zhao looked left and right. He followed Fang Zichen, feeling a little scared and a little excited.

At this time, the sun has not yet set, and the official road outside the city is still busy. Pedestrians are coming and going in a hurry. The good boy runs ahead, squatting on the roadside like a little girl, picking small wild flowers from the grass and sticking them in his head.

Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao looked funny.

Seeing that it was open well, the good boy picked it again, ran back and handed it to Brother Zhao.

He looked like a piglet being put out of the market, but he was very happy.

Yizhuang is not far from the city gate. It only takes a moment to turn down the official road.

Daxiong was waiting at the gate of Yizhuang when he suddenly heard laughter coming from ahead.

The good boy rushed out from the corner like a tornado, his head was covered in sweat, the flower in his hair was crooked, and his face had obvious tooth marks. It was so red that it could be used as a red light at the intersection. He looked left and right, clenching his little fists and jumping around, as if thinking about where to hide.

Surrounded by a large peanut field, there was no way to hide anyone, so the good boy could only shout.

"Dabaga is chasing the flower girl, are you kind? Help! Help!"

He had already entered the role: "When is my destiny? Where are you? Come out quickly!"

Fang Zichen chased from behind. He came over, holding a bamboo mat and quilt under his arm. He seemed to be the Japanese who had just been swept out of the village. He was blocking the way of the good boy, like a gangster who wanted to tease the girl on the street: "Hey, you girl, you are good, good boy." "Tip, don't run away, give it to me and give me a kiss."

The boy smiled.

Brother Zhao followed beside him, looking at him funny and helpless: "Husband, good boy, stop making trouble."

How can I sleep at night when I'm covered in sweat?

Big Bear choked up when he looked at the three people not far away.

Is this person here to guard Yizhuang, or is he here to play?

Not only bringing the husband and son, but also the bedding? Why, do you still want to sleep at night?

It's not that you can't sleep, but can you sleep?

Why don't you bring the firewood, rice, oil and salt for Guotou?

Big Bear admired him.

Someone took the job earlier and called a few buddies to come with them. They said that the large number of people emboldened them. The other party was a gangster in the city. I heard that this group of people would do anything. The big bear was afraid of attracting wolves into the house, so he was worried and would touch it in the middle of the night. Come over to see, the result is good, five or six young men cried in groups, saying that they heard ghosts screaming, and they couldn't do anything anymore. They wanted to return

this boy and wanted someone to accompany him to strengthen his courage. They should find some strong men, one What use is a little brother and a child?

Daxiong waited for Fang Zichen to approach and said hello to Brother Zhao. Then he talked to Fang Zichen about some matters. After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the bamboo mats he piled on the hay, and he couldn't help but tell him, "Even if you can sleep, Come on, please be careful and don't let anyone touch it. The coffins inside belong to the lord's family. I guess there are a lot of things in them.

Let's not talk about anything else. If the coffin made of nanmu is pried open, I'm afraid I won't be able to afford the compensation.

Fang Zichen nodded vigorously and said don't worry, he would sleep by the door at night. Anyone who wanted to go in would have to step over his body.

Big Bear patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, I'm counting on you tonight! I just went out to pick up the job today, and my colleagues came all the way to carry a coffin. I'm so tired that I'm going back to rest first."

This work in Shouyi Village , not many people are willing to do it, and most of them find it unlucky to stay with the dead. The big bear has been guarding it day and night for two days, and it has been another busy day today. The deceased came here to do business with his son. , a small business, but it was not easy to do, so I had to make a living. The old man went away, but the owner didn't let him set up a shop. The son didn't have much money, so he couldn't pay a high price, so he couldn't take care of people. Da Xiong found a specialty in coffins and coffins by himself. Jin Yin Qian Bao's brothers went over to take over the business.

What should I do if I don't answer? You can't let people's coffins be exposed to the sun.

It's just a matter of effort and nothing can be lost.

Big Bear was so tired now that he wanted to leave after giving instructions, but Guaizi waved to him.

"Goodbye, uncle~"

The big bear stopped again, turned around and pinched the good boy's face before leaving.

In summer, the nights are short, the days are long, and Yuanzhou City is large. They came out from home at five o'clock. It was already after six o'clock, but it was not dark yet.

Insects were chirping in the fields, and it was the coolest time of the day in summer.

But it's not that cool either.

The wind blows in your face, bringing with it the smell of green grass and the slightly subdued heat.

There are many trees around Yizhuang. At this moment, they are rustling and their small branches are swaying in the wind. A little further away, there is a large field of peanuts.

Yizhuang was closed, and Fang Zichen had the key in his hand. He followed Daxiong's instructions and went in to burn a few sticks of incense.

It was very spacious inside, and there were eight or nine coffins placed there. Some of them must have been there for a while, and they already had a faint smell.

Fang Zichen held three incense sticks and worshiped each one before exiting, closing the door and tying a bell on it.

When he entered, Brother Zhao held the quilt and opened the door curiously and looked inside. After just one glance, he didn't dare to look at it. He always felt that it was gloomy inside.

It was still daylight now, so he wasn't too scared, but if it were at night, he wouldn't even dare to look at it.

Fang Zichen locked the door, spread a bamboo mat in the open area of ​​the door, threw up the quilt and pillow, and lay down with his son in his arms.

The Yi Zhuang is vast, and the coffins are placed at the very back, about ten meters away from the main door. Once the door is closed, there is no smell at all.

Brother Zhao sat aside and kicked his calf.

"Husband, don't you feel afraid?"

"Aren't you afraid?" Fang Zichen stood up and looked at him: "Are you afraid?"

"I..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here! I protect you. You." Fang Zichen got up from the mat.

Brother Zhao saw him with his hands on his waist, patrolling around and cursing at the same time.

"Fuck you."

"I'll throw you away." "

Fuck you."

"Fuck your grandma's legs."

"I'll throw you away."

Brother Zhao was dumbfounded. After

Fang Zichen finished cursing, he came back and waved his hand, "It's okay. Yes."

Brother Zhao looked puzzled.

Fang Zichen said: "People are 30% afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are 70% afraid of people. When I scolded them, they knew that I was someone who was not easy to mess with, so they didn't dare to come out."

He didn't believe that there were ghosts in the world, but in the end, there were. If it dares to come out, he will definitely beat it to death again.

However, the husband should comfort him.

After doing this, Brother Zhao actually felt less afraid. He returned to business and taught his son not to follow suit.

Those words, if he ran out and said a word, he would be beaten to the ****.

The good boy nodded his head and said, "Good boy, it's wrong to curse. Swearing makes your tongue rotten."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This damn kid, he just finished scolding him. Is it appropriate to say such a thing?

Brother Zhao laughed and glanced at Fang Zichen: "Yes, swearing will rot your tongue."

The big bear left a lamp, and it was not dark now, so Fang Zichen read for a while, and Brother Zhao and the boy walked from the bamboo mat. Got up and walked around.

Xiangfang has stayed in the village for more than ten years. Once he lived in the city, he was surrounded by brick walls and green tiles. Brother Zhao was more or less not used to it. Now squatting on the side of the road, seeing the grasshoppers jumping in the grass, he They all feel close.

It was completely dark, and Brother Zhao was right next to Fang Zichen, refusing to leave even a step away.

The good boy is ignorant. He doesn't even know what is in the Yi Zhuang. He who doesn't know is fearless. After playing enough, he lay down on the bamboo mat and couldn't wake up after a while.

Fang Zichen got up and peed on the road. As he got closer, he felt it was disrespectful to the deceased, so he walked a little further, carrying his back. Brother Zhao followed him with all his heart, and threw himself on him with all his heart. The sound of him letting out water , it becomes particularly obvious.

Brother Zhao and others came back and poked him: "Why did you pee on the road? You don't know where to hide."

Fang Zichen put his hands behind his head and said like a ruffian: "Why are you hiding in the ground? ? There is a lot of grass in there and it's so tall. Wouldn't it hurt if it got cut?"

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Brother Zhao laughed softly, moved the good boy aside, lay in the middle, lay on his chest, and pinched his chin: "Then you were seen, aren't you ashamed?"

"Where is there anyone here? !" Fang Zichen said, "It's so convenient without electricity. No one can see him when he urinates or urinates."

Brother Zhao already knew what electricity he was talking about, so he didn't say anything and just kept pinching his chin.

Fang Zichen's heart started to itch, so he grabbed his hand and took a bite: "Sleep or not?"

Some bird was chirping in the mountains, whining like a widow crying in her grave, and Brother Zhao felt panicked.

He didn't speak, and just kept shrinking into Fang Zichen's arms.

Fang Zichen patted him on the back, raised his chin towards the basket he brought, and showed him: "Didn't you bring a secret weapon? Sleep peacefully, I will hold you."

Brother Zhao thought that he would have to get up early tomorrow. When he went back to open the business, he thought about the money he had earned today, his heart was racing, and he wanted to go to sleep immediately. He took the good boy into his arms, and Fang Zichen held him from behind. He was not afraid of anything anymore.

Outside the city, the green hills are rolling, with birds chirping and frogs croaking. It seems as if they are back in the village again. Fang Zichen buried his head on Brother Zhao's neck, smelling his scent, and felt that the years were quiet and the world was stable.

The big bear came looking for it at dawn in the morning.

When I arrived at Yizhuang, I looked at the family still sleeping soundly in front of me, and I didn't know what to say.

He originally thought that Fang Zichen was a very courageous family, but he did not expect that not only he was very courageous, but also the husband who looked very good and the short son were also very courageous.

Can you sleep in a place like this?

So damn convinced.

As expected of a family, one cannot enter the same family.

Fang Zichen and the three of them all lay on the left side. He held Brother Zhao across the waist, and Brother Zhao held Guaizi in their arms, sleeping in exactly the same position.

In the early morning, there was a slight wind. Fang Zichen closed his eyes, touched around, and covered the father and son with a thin quilt. Now only two heads were exposed.

Fang Zichen's energy and blood were strong, which felt just right.

This will make you sleep soundly.

Big Bear didn't know what to say.

He considers himself brave and has been doing this job for many years, but he never dares to sleep when it is his turn to keep watch.

Now facing Fang Zichen, he was resigned to being the loser.

Brother Zhao woke up early and saw Daxiong sitting beside him. He was startled at first, and then he felt embarrassed.

Seeing his embarrassed look, Daxiong couldn't help but laugh and said: "You young people are so thin-skinned."

He was old enough to be Brother Zhao's father. When he didn't do this job before, he was in the escort agency.

Escorts not only escort goods, but sometimes also escort people.

Merchants from Yuanzhou come from all over the world, and there are always people coming and going. Usually some small businessmen go back to their hometowns to visit relatives. They are afraid of encountering bandits on the road, so they will come to the escort agency to hire people.

Small merchants don't have a lot of money, and it's not cost-effective to stay in an inn if there are many people. They usually stay in some ruined temples, and the women just lie down. He has seen a lot, and doesn't think it's a big deal.

If you leave it at home, it would be rude and impolite.

Brother Zhao thought of the autumn harvest in previous years. Everyone always got up early to go to the fields to cut millet. The heat was unbearable at noon and it was far away from home. There were some women and men who would just lie down under the shade of the trees to take a rest.

Thinking this way, he was no longer so embarrassed.

The good boy rubbed his eyes and sat up with his messy hair.

Brother Zhao pushed Fang Zichen.

When Fang Zichen saw the big bear coming, he stopped dozing off and immediately stood up, packed up his bed and prepared to leave.

Brother Zhao stopped him, poured some water from the kettle he brought, wetted the handkerchief and handed it over: "Wipe your face first."

The family wiped their faces, and Brother Zhao wiped their hair one by one . By the way, if the father and son carry this chicken coop into the city, and everyone sees it, they might think they are begging for food!

After finishing this, I sent a message saying that I could go home.

The good boy waved to the big bear again: "Goodbye, uncle~"

The big bear saw that he kept walking in place. He didn't know what the boy was going to do, but he looked like he was in a hurry. He was inexplicably funny: "Okay, let's go back!"

Fang Zichen He and Brother Zhao walked slowly behind, while Guaizi ran in front of him. He ran far away, but when he saw that the two of them hadn't caught up, he ran back again.

He can run far now, and if he had been in modern times, he might even be able to run a marathon.

Fang Zichen had an outstanding appearance, a tall and straight posture, and was very recognizable. The soldiers guarding the city had a deep impression of him. When they met him, they nodded to him: "Fang Xiucai."

"Well! Good morning." Fang Zichen was always enthusiastic. Putting his hands behind his back, like an inspection leader, he asked: "Have you had breakfast?"

"Have you eaten?"

It was still early, and no one was leaving or leaving the city.

Even those who wanted to go to the market to sell goods in the village outside would take a while to arrive, so when Fang Zichen left, several officers and soldiers gathered together.

"This scholar Fang looks really good."

"Well, he doesn't put on airs."

"He is also very kind to his husband. When the two of them went out of the city yesterday, they were talking and laughing, and they were so sticky. If they hadn't brought Looking at my son, I thought they were newlyweds!"

"Newlyweds are not all sticky! I was not like this when I first got married. My mother-in-law thought that I was not good at skills and was not moving fast. Show your face to me when you get up."

"You kid, no wonder you've been pointing your crotch at the wall for a while. I thought you were dissatisfied and wanted to go against the wall!"

"Fuck you. Can you speak?" The man gritted his teeth and said, "When I practice my unparalleled magic skills, I will make that woman look good."

When they got home, Zhao Geer and Fang Zichen washed up again. The house was not in the business of eating, so there was no need to open the door. quick. Brother Zhao washed the clothes he had changed while he still had time. Otherwise, he would be busy opening the store later, so he might not have time to wash them. Seeing that there were few clothes in the basin, he felt as if he had forgotten something.

Liu Xiaowen got up early in the morning. Seeing that Lin Xiaoxia and his wife had not gotten up yet, and he did not know how the store was doing business, he said hello to Brother Zhao, then found a rag and wiped outside. He was always diligent.

The long table where cooked food is placed must be polished by him.

Brother Zhao knew that he was hardworking, but he felt uncomfortable asking him to rest, so he let him go. He was about to go into the kitchen to make some buns when Fang Zichen called him in the room.

"Brother Zhao, come here quickly!"

"What are you doing?"

"You come first."

Brother Zhao entered the room, Fang Zichen was changing clothes: "Tie your hair, we will go out later. Brother Zhao

was confused: "Where are you going?"

"It's not you, it's us." After correcting him, Fang Zichen looked at him and said, "

Ah?"

"Go to Old Man Wu's house and follow him. " Want to study." Fang Zichen said.

Brother Zhao was shocked: "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Fang Zichen blinked: "Didn't I tell you yesterday?"

"You don't know what's on your mind? Just give me a punch." After Zhao Geer hit the person, he saw Fang Zichen covering his back and grinning and hiding away. He smiled, turned around and hurriedly rummaged through the closet, trying to find some respect for the good boy. Some clothes.

The boy has not grown taller, so he still wears last year's summer clothes. At that time, his family was still poor, so he bought materials and asked Aunt Liu to help him make them. The clothes and trouser legs were made long. At that time, he wore them rolled up. Now, To wear it, you still have to roll it up. In the village, it's okay to wear it like this, and it's even considered top-notch, but in Yuanzhou, it's hard to wear it out.

Brother Zhao found a small yellow coat that Fang Zichen brought back from Yuanzhou.

This dress is made of good material and fits just right. It is suitable to wear when visiting someone else's house.

He twisted his body and wanted to change the baby, but when he looked around, he couldn't see even a hair on his baby.

The clothes in Brother Zhao's hand fell off.

"Husband, where is my son?"

He didn't take a shower yesterday and his body was sticky. He couldn't stand it, so he boiled water when he came back. He got busy and forgot about his son again.

I don't know where this kid has gone now, and I didn't see anyone outside just now.

Brother Zhao wasn't worried that he would run out, because he entered the door last, and then he closed it smoothly. The door bolt was high and the good boy couldn't reach it. He is also sensible and will not run around.

He was about to go out to look for it when the voices of Liu Xiaowen and Guaizi came from outside.

"Good boy, what are you doing? Why are you hanging on the pillar? Is it uncomfortable? It's so high. If you fall down quickly, it will hurt if you fall."

"Uncle Liu, good boy, you are just exercising."

" Ah? What is exercise? "

"Exercise is exercise. After exercise, you will develop muscles. After reaching a certain level, you will be able to fight against invincible enemies in the world. In the midst of thousands of troops, you can take the enemy's head like a bag. Then , there will be many, many Meiren and brothers screaming at me, chasing the good boy, saying I love you, I love you."

Liu Xiaowen burst out laughing, and Brother Zhao was filled with black threads, and went out to pull the good boy. He took him off the pillar and gave him a bath before carrying him back to his room.

Brother Zhao dressed him up and took some money with him. Before going out, he went into the house and exchanged a few words with Xiaofeng.

He was afraid that the child would be worried if he didn't see them when he woke up.

The shops on the street were all open, and Brother Zhao led Fang Zichen and Guaizi around. There were many shops selling all kinds of things, but Brother Zhao just didn't know what to buy.

When Mr. Wu came to the house, no matter the gifts he gave or the clothes he wore, he could tell that his family was wealthy.

Too expensive to afford.

I can't give away the cheap ones for fear of being considered shabby.

If it were a village, people would not say anything when they came to the house for the first time and gave them vegetables grown in their own fields, but they would have to say a few words behind their backs, saying that they were asking for help. A basket of eggs, a chicken, and a piece of cloth would be considered a gift. The best gift.

Brother Zhao had not been a householder for more than ten years, but then he became a householder, and his relationships were all with people from the village. He had almost never had contact with Mr. Wu.

The gifts should not be given as before. He was in a dilemma for a moment, not knowing what to give so as not to appear rude.

Seeing that it was getting late, he was even more anxious and sweating.

Fang Zichen finished eating the buns, hugged his son, and pulled Brother Zhao back

. He was not bothered at all.

I went back and picked out a roast duck, half a can of chicken feet, and a few duck necks. I said OK, just bring these!

Brother Zhao was embarrassed: "W-wouldn't this be bad?"

"What's wrong?" Fang Zichen said, "Yesterday I just cried to the old man about my poverty, and today I gave him a generous gift. Isn't this a slap in the face? ? That's it, there's no other shop anyway, it's the only one in Yuanzhou!"

Brother Zhao looked at him carefully, Fang Zichen smiled at him, and then looked away.

Normally he would not be like this. If their eyes met, Fang Zichen would always give him a glare, pout at him, and blow a kiss from across the air.

Now they are like this

... After all, they are an old couple. Brother Zhao thought about it and knew that his husband must have heard the greetings he asked when he entered the store just now and was reluctant to part with them.

But even if they are willing, they can't afford it. It can easily cost hundreds or thousands of taels. How can they buy it? If you can't afford to buy a pair of trousers, you can't spend all your money just to buy a gift!

The little money we have at home can be used in the village, but in Yuanzhou, it is still not enough.

Do what you can! You can't pretend to be fat.

Before arriving at the Wu Mansion, the two young men guarding Qian'er saw him from a distance. After looking at each other, one of them hurried in to pass the news.

The other person waited for Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao to approach and greeted them with a smile.

"It's Fang Xiucai and Fang Fulang."

Fang Zichen exclaimed, "Do you know me? Have we met before?"

The boy quickly looked up at him, then leaned down again.

"My good fortune is so poor. My master has told me before and told me about you."

"So that's how it is." Fang Zichen said.

The boy smiled and glanced at Fang Zichen again.

When the master came back first, he explained to them that a guest was coming, and asked them to pay attention. This guest had a bad temper, so don't let him wait outside, otherwise he would get angry and smash the door.

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Mr. Wu's call made the young man stunned.

My master has a "high and powerful position", which guest would dare to do this?

When the guests came to your door before, who was not respectful and polite?

If that's the case, then he must be a vulgar man who doesn't know etiquette.

But the Wu family comes from a scholarly family, how could anyone recognize such a person?

Mr. Wu spoke seriously and warned him personally. The young man did not dare to neglect him, for fear that he would not be able to recognize the person and make him unhappy. He also asked Mr. Wu, what are the characteristics of the other person? Are you the first visitor to the door?

Mr. Wu said no, what are the characteristics of this man? He thought about it and said that he has a child who looks like a human and is eye-catching. You just welcome him in.

It was rare for him to describe someone like this. The tone didn't sound like a disparagement, but it didn't sound like a nice word either.

The two young men guarding the gate kept staring at the passers-by early in the morning. They only looked at the passers-by with hairy bodies, and they didn't see anyone who looked like a human or a dog.

It wasn't until Fang Zichen held the child and followed Brother Zhao from the corner that he realized what it means to look like a human being. It made people's eyes light up, and he thought, it must be this person, he didn't run away.

Mr. Wu was sitting in the lobby with his husband, several daughters-in-law, and grandsons. Hearing the report from his servants that someone was coming, he immediately sat upright.

When Mr. Wu saw him drinking herbal tea, he said, "Why are you drinking like this, but you are thirsty?"

"No." Mr. Wu said, "Just in case, I will lower the fire first."

Mr. Wu smiled and said: "Then Fang Zichen is really as irritating as you said?"

"Yeah!" Mr. Wu said, "The skill of irritating people is really good, and ordinary people can't compare with it."

Mr. Wu laughed a few more times: "You don't often Is it true that a talented person has a different temperament than ordinary people?"

Mr. Wu said: "He has a good temper and is kind to everyone, but his mouth really scares me."

Mr. Wu shook his head and laughed.

Mr. Wu seemed very excited when he came back yesterday. When he asked him, he said that Mr. Fang was here.

I went to Fu'an Town before, and when I came back, I loved telling him about Yi Geer, and then scolded Yang Mutao, saying that he was very old, but he still took a concubine out in his early twenties, and was shameless and not shy.

Gradually, Brother Yi would also say that Yang Mutao still scolded him, but he added Fang Zichen. Mr. Wu said that this kid was not a human being and was even more annoying than Yang Mutao. He said that Brother Zhao was pitiful. He married such a man. I don't know when I will be angry to death, saying that their son looks cute and cute, has a big head, and is very smart, but he doesn't follow his father's example and doesn't like to speak human words with his small mouth.

He obviously hates people, but the one who talks the most is Fang Zichen.

I heard something happened to someone, and I was so worried that I couldn't sleep.

Mr. Wu was deeply curious about Fang Zichen.

He looked towards the door, and before he saw anyone, he heard a hearty laugh.

"Old man Wu, I'm here."

"..." The daughters-in-law felt that this man was so courageous that he dared to call their father-in-law like this.

Everyone sitting there looked outside, and then couldn't help but take a breath.

Fang Zichen held the boy's hand, and Brother Zhao held the gift. One looked outstanding and flamboyant, while the other seemed to be well-behaved and gentle, acting as a match.

What a pair of beauties!

The Wu Mansion is even more wealthy than the Yang Mansion.

Brother Zhao was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look around. Fang Zichen bumped him lightly with his arm and whispered: "Don't be nervous! Didn't you follow me out to see the world yesterday? You are already a knowledgeable person now." "No, don't be nervous."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Just guarding the door, does that mean you are knowledgeable?

However, remembering that he actually slept all night at Yi Zhuang's place yesterday, and the adoring look on Big Bear's face when he looked at him, Brother Zhao felt that this was enough for him to go out and brag about it.

"Oh, it's grandpa." The room was full of people, and the good boy recognized Mr. Wu even though he didn't know anyone. He was happy when he saw an acquaintance, let go of Fang Zichen's hand, and ran to Mr. Wu.

"Grandpa~"

Mr. Wu looked at him carefully. He hadn't seen him for more than half a year, but this child had remained unchanged. As the boy said, he really hadn't grown at all. He was now dressed in little yellow clothes. If he were farther away, I thought someone's duck had escaped!

He picked him up and put him on his lap: "Here you go, long time no see. Do you miss grandpa?"

Guaizi is an honest man: "Yes! Didn't you, Simo, go to Guaizi's house? I won't even go to Guaizi's house today." Xidao is here to see you, otherwise I will bring you a gift."

Mr. Wu teased him: "You have money to buy a gift?"

"Yes!" said the good boy, "Father praises the good boy and gives him a gift. Coins, the good boy has saved a lot of birds now, there are..." He counted them with his short fingers, and then continued: "There are fifty copper coins, a lot of birds, what do you want? If you want Simo, I can buy it for you."

Seeing him holding his small chest, as if he was proud of having a huge sum of money at such a young age, Mr. Wu couldn't help but laugh.

Mr. Wu's grandsons are all older than Guaizi. The eldest grandson is now twelve years old and his name is Wu Haojie. He is the daughter of the main wife, Mrs. Chen.

The second grandson is a girl named Wu Jiayi, the daughter of the main wife, aged ten.

The third grandson, Wu Haoguo, was born from the eldest concubine, the Song family, and was also ten years old.

The fourth grandson, Wu Haozhan, is born to his concubine Tang Geer and is nine years old this year.

The fifth grandson is a brother from the same mother as Wu Haozhan. He is seven years old this year.

The sixth grandson, Wu Haozhi, is the daughter of the main wife and is six years old this year.

Mr. Wu introduced them all, and if you are not very smart, you may not even remember the name of the last one in this long list, or the name of the first one.

Wu Fulang kept staring at Brother Zhao and Guaizai, asking them to sit down and come forward, and finally his eyes fell on Guaizai.

The boy was so embarrassed that he pinched his hands, lowered his head and whispered: "Grandpa, why are you looking at the boy all the time because of Simo? Do you think that the boy is so handsome that he is so handsome?"

Wu Fulang paused, then laughed. The daughters-in-law nearby also laughed.

The good boy didn't even know what they were laughing at. He looked at this, then that, and finally scratched his head and looked at Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao's face felt faintly hot.

Mr. Wu stretched out his hand towards Guaizi: "Come here, little grandpa, can you give me a hug?"

"How about Simo?" Guaizi said: "A man with grace will not refuse the reasonable requests of Meiren and my brother. Drop."

Everyone laughed again.

The good boy frowned, feeling that this family was a little weird.

He was small and seemed to have no weight when sitting on his lap. Mr. Wu looked at him carefully. If his wife had not told him, he would not have known that this child was four years old.

He was so small, his face was no bigger than the palm of his hand, and he was white and tender. Wu Fulang really had no immunity to a child of this size, so he kissed him.

The good boy looked at him, pursed his lips, and kissed him too.

Mr. Wu flicked his forehead, and the boy covered it, saying: "Grandpa, my boy, I don't want to tease you, my husband, but it's a courtesy that reciprocates. Father said, it's not polite to come and not to go back."

Wu Fulang laughed again.

I just feel like this kid is really good at talking.

He invited some of his grandchildren and asked them to take their good boys to play in the yard. He chatted with Brother Zhao. Mr. Wu also came from a rural background, but his mother's family was the landlord in the village and was considered a wealthy family. He did not go to the fields. I have worked in farming, but I know a little bit about it. Now I chat with Brother Zhao about village affairs. Brother Zhao feels close to me, but it is not as cramped as it was at first.

Mr. Wu knew that the other party had opened a shop that made food, so he asked to go and have a look when he was free.

Wu Zeyu was not here today. Mrs. Chen followed the reception and had a meal at Wu's house. Mr. Wu led the good boy into the study.

He asked Guaizi, what has your father taught you in the past six months? Have you learned the Thousand-Character Classic, the Three-Character Classic, and hundreds of family names?

The good boy was sitting on a high stool. His little feet could not reach the ground and could only hang in the air. He put his hands on his legs obediently, like a good student: "The good boy has learned to bird."

Mr. Wu said: "... ····Have you read all the words in the book?"

The boy scratched his head and said he didn't know.

Mr. Wu was puzzled, and when he asked, he was speechless again.

Fang Zichen is really loyal. He is willing to buy candies, clothes, and chickens for his good boy, but he is reluctant to buy books.

According to him, those things are worth eating as long as you eat them. But after you buy these enlightenment books and read them once, you have to put them at the bottom of the box. These enlightenment books look like that and are not like that. Other books are worth reading over and over again and studying carefully.

But these enlightened people are indispensable, so he went to the bookstore to read it himself, memorized it, and taught his son when he came back.

Therefore, Guaizi doesn't know if he has finished recognizing it.

Mr. Wu took three books from the bookshelf behind him, opened them, and randomly checked them. Seeing that the good boy could recite them, Fang Zichen must have finished teaching them all.

In addition, I also taught a lot of other things, such as disciple rules, and I actually taught them all.

Mr. Wu's mouth became wider and wider, and he couldn't sit still.

"Then what else did your father teach you?"

Guaizi began to point his fingers: "He also taught Guaizi arithmetic, martial arts, boxing, singing, and so much more!"

"Singing?" Mr. Wu frowned.

When it comes to practicing martial arts and boxing, these are things that should be learned. Literary students rarely have both civil and military skills. It is not that they are not good at both, but they are greedy for more than they can chew. They often only have one article and specialize in one skill. Most of them are already exhausted. , are stretched thin, and to cultivate a talent in all aspects, so that he has both political integrity and talent, both civil and military skills, and comprehensive development requires not only that the person has an excellent mind and talent, but also that his family's financial resources and strength cannot be underestimated.

If his family background is not prominent, how can he hire a famous teacher? Mr. Wu had no doubts about what Guaizi said. Fang Zichen's attitude when he hit the person was still fresh in his memory.

It looked like they had been practiced, and it was completely different from fighting with the gangsters on the street. Those gangs on the street would say harsh words before fighting. If the opponent was not scared away, they would start fighting, and all their moves would be random kicks. They chop randomly, then hug themselves into a ball, roll around in a circle, you hit me, roll around again, and then I hit you. In the end, both sides often suffer "heavy casualties". If they are stronger, one punch can be enough. Knocking the opponent down, but that's nothing, it's all about taking advantage of size and strength.

Fang Zichen is tall, but he looks slim and elegant. When he beat someone up that day, the gang couldn't get close to him. His butt/eyes seemed to be able to see people, and his intuition was so keen that the other party couldn't even sneak a attack.

This is a result of experience, and it is not comparable to the people on the street.

Mr. Wu was not surprised that he would teach Guaizi these things.

But what is the purpose of learning to sing? It's not like the girl in the building is here to please the guests.

"Yes," the boy shook his legs: "Father said bird, learn to sing to enrich your emotional experience, cultivate a positive and optimistic attitude towards life, improve your literacy, enrich your emotional experience, and cultivate noble sentiments."

Mr. Wu felt that Fang Zichen was If you are playing and learning to call twice, can you cultivate your sentiments? Why doesn't he know? It's not playing the piano, but no matter what, since he said yes, it will be useful.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard Guaizi say again.

"Father also said that birds can sing songs, catch chickens and fish, act handsome, and be cool. When you meet someone you like, sing two love songs to him and give him some flowers, even if you are very poor, you will have only one thing left. Even if you don't wear pants, you can take him down in one fell swoop, and then make him fall in love with Guaizi to death, to death."

Mr. Wu: "..."

Guaizi rubbed his head and said in distress: "But my father said that the good boy is still too young to fall in love prematurely or sing love songs. He can only sing a few children's songs. He will have to wait until the good boy grows up to become a bird. When the time comes, the good boy will sing to Yang Zhu. "

Chapter 254

Mr. Wu: "..."

Mr. Wu choked up.

If someone else said this, he would be so angry that he would punch him. How old is his grandson? You dare to think about him like this, you really think he is dead, but the other person is a child, that is childish talk.

Looking at the good boy, he knew, how could that boy Fang Zichen teach children? Look, look, what kind of nonsense are they teaching?

He is now eager to correct the good boy and prevent him from going astray.

Fang Zichen is not even a ghost, and he can act like a human being. He is well-founded and what he says is true. Not to mention the good boy, sometimes Brother Zhao is led into a ditch by him. Only when he overturns does he realize that he has been deceived. .

The good boy believed Fang Zichen's words. Hearing Mr. Wu say that singing doesn't have that effect. You can't make the person you like love love. Your father lied to you. His little eyebrows immediately twisted up, like a little old man.

"Father said, what's wrong with Simo? The cicada keeps chirping in the summer, why is it chirping for Simo? Is it because the bird is hungry?"

Mr. Wu didn't know, let alone why he suddenly said this.

Seeing the puzzled look on his face, the boy continued: "It's because the male cicada wants to attract the attention of the female cicada, so he chirps. Whoever screams loudly and pleasantly will have a wife. That's why he knows how to chirp." "Crying children have milk to drink."

Mr. Wu: "..."

Crying children have milk to drink. Is that what they say?

And how did your father know that it was the male cicada that was calling? Did he look at the bug's ass?

Mr. Wu looked at Guaizi with complicated emotions.

He was pleased and sighed at the child's intelligence, but it was a pity that he was not from his own family. He was also afraid that he would be misled by Fang Zichen and become a dandy in the future. Even if he was not a dandy, like his father... that would be worse than Being a dandy!

But the child belonged to someone else's family, and he couldn't keep it by his side. His grandson had already changed after a short time following that kid, let alone his son who stayed with him every day.

I don't know what will happen to this child in the future.

Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao came back with their children at noon.

Because Guaizi has to practice martial arts in the morning, the Wu family's children have to go to the classroom to study at seven in the morning, but Guaizi can be sent there at eight o'clock.

It was exactly noon, and the oncoming wind seemed to be wrapped in a layer of heat. Yuanzhou was rich, and the streets were paved with bricks. There were shops on both sides, and there were not even a big tree that caught the wind. The ground seemed to It's hot enough to fry an egg.

The Wu Mansion is quiet here, because it is close to Qinghe Academy. At the corner of the mountain are many people like Master Wu. The shops are also mostly bookstores and some jade shops. Anyway, they are different from Xiangling Street and Xianghe Street. Vice appearance.

There were only a few pedestrians here, and Xiangling Street and Xianghe Street were always busy at that time.

The weather was hot, and everyone wanted to rush home, but now they didn't know what they saw, so they stopped and talked in low voices.

"Did you pick this child up?"

"These two fathers are not afraid of damaging the child's tender brain."

"I didn't expect this child to be able to be used like this."

Fang Zichen said He followed the good boy and hid with Brother Zhao in the shadow cast by his small body.

The good boy folded his hands peacefully on his lower abdomen with a smile on his face, as if he was enjoying a high-end beach bath in the Maldives and his whole body had been sublimated and was about to enter the paradise world.

Brother Zhao asked him, is it hot? Do you want to come down and give daddy a hug?

He shook his head and said no, he was currently undergoing photosynthesis and was ready to grow taller.

Fang Zichen was like this when he used it as a wooden board for himself. He said that the reason why grass and flowers grow so fast is because they get a lot of sun. Guaizi always remembered it.

This would be held up and he felt comfortable.

After all, it was hard work. They were not as pampered as the children in the city. They only had to eat. There were several maids waiting behind the children of the Wu family, fanning them all the time.

At times like this in previous years, no matter how hot it was, Brother Zhao would always work under the scorching sun. The obedient boy would follow him. After digging enough wild vegetables, he would squat behind him and help him pick up grass roots. Brother Zhao loved him and said, "Let's do it." He went to rest under the shade of a tree, but he didn't do it either.

I had to work first, but now I'm just sunbathing, and the good boy doesn't think anything of it.

A boy can become a master only if he endures the most hardships.

Fang Zichen seemed to be frying an egg. Halfway through, he turned it over, trying to make both sides golden.

When it was time to send Brother Zhao to Xiangling Street, Fang Zichen kissed the boy and asked them to go back first.

My son was about to go to school, so he had to prepare some things. Fang Zi went to the cloth shop in the morning, found the embroiderer and made gestures for a long time. He also walked around Xianghe Street for a long time, bought a bunch of things, and then rushed home.

The shop is still crowded today.

Summer ice is already in short supply, and demand exceeds supply. Even those with money may not be able to afford it, and the ice is not suitable for eating.

The ice cream and popsicle cold drink is the only one in Yuanzhou. After one sip, the two channels of Ren and Du seemed to be opened.

The weather is hot, and people don't have much appetite. Soaked chicken feet, braised duck necks, these are sour and spicy foods. After a few sips of cold drinks, and then a bite of duck neck, the taste and happiness are simply invincible.

Everyone who buys things has a mentality. When they see a lot of people in this shop, they feel that the things they buy there should be good.

Otherwise, there are so many shops nearby, so why wouldn't people go there?

Although I don't know what is sold inside, but there are so many people, it must be something good, so I squeezed in first and took a look. When I got inside, I saw that they were selling food. When I thought about it, I just lost all my strength and passed the customs. Like a general, I was almost squeezed out before I reluctantly came in. If I didn't buy a little, I would be sorry for myself. When I asked about the price, it was not expensive, and it was still affordable. The deli section here was sold out. See you again. There were even more people on the other side.

There must be some good stuff over there, so I squeezed in and took a look. When I got to the freezer, I immediately felt rooted to the bottom and didn't want to leave.

Fang Zichen was stunned at the door. It was noisy and crowded. He always felt that the supermarket had a sale at night, and the adults and aunts who went to grab the discounts were not so powerful.

He stepped in and shouted: "Please give way."

The man in front didn't look at him and just pushed him with his backhand: "Why are you squeezing? You are going to squeeze my shit out of me."

"First come, first served, boy, you Go behind."

"Are you leaving? If you don't leave

, I'll blow you away." The people around him pushed him away without even looking. Fang Zichen was pushed out without even saying a word.

Several members of the family gathered around the stall, and despite the "sea of ​​people", they didn't see him.

Fang Zichen stood at the door, feeling overwhelmed.

It was really hot outside, so he squeezed in again, and soon his clothes were messy and were thrown out again.

He said that this was his family's shop, that he didn't want to buy anything, that he just wanted to go to the backyard, but no one believed him. They also thought that he had "no moral ethics" and was looking for this excuse because he wanted to "jump in line."

Fang Zichen, with his hands on his waist, kept wandering at the door. When a guest came, he seemed to be scrambling to grab New Year's goods. He didn't want him to be in the way, so he didn't even look at him and pushed him aside first.

"Stay out of the way, stay out of the way!"

Fang Zichen quietly stepped aside, thought for a while, and went to find Li Yisheng.

When I arrived at the medical clinic, I saw no one. The business in the medical clinic seemed to be very sluggish. The old doctor said that he was in the backyard. He was in a bad mood these days and didn't make many visits.

Bad mood?

Isn't that a coincidence?

Li Yisheng was a little surprised when he saw him: "Why are you here?"

"Come to give you warmth." Fang Zichen asked with great interest: "I heard that you are in a bad mood?"

Li Yisheng nodded.

Fang Zichen sat next to him and poured himself a cup of tea. He felt like a cow chewing peonies. After a sip, he asked curiously: "What's wrong? Why are you in a bad mood? Tell me, I'll be happy."

Li Yisheng kicked him, and Fang Zichen He dodged and sat on the other side: "Are you trapped by love again?"

Li Yisheng raised his eyes and looked at him, seeming a little surprised: "Do you understand this?"

"As for your age, in addition to being trapped by love, you also have spring sleepiness, and you can also have spring sleepiness. Why are you so sleepy?" Fang Zichen looked at him with disgust: "It's been so long and you haven't taken off the little fat guy. You are so useless. Don't tell me you know me when you go out. I'm embarrassed." "

... If I can't do it, can you?" Li Yisheng retorted.

"Hey, these words are on point." Fang Zichen laughed: "If I couldn't do it, how could we have so many descendants now?"

Li Yisheng: "..."

This seems to make sense.

Although his brother has no grandchildren yet, he already has two sons.

Fang Zichen made nonsense and said: "When I first fell in love with Brother Zhao, you didn't even know that he was very indifferent to me at that time. I squatted in the middle of the road and waited for a long time, waiting for him to go to the ground, wanting to follow him. I met my love at a corner and struck up a conversation with him, but he didn't even look at me and said he was not interested in me. But unfortunately, I'm not the kind of person who gives up despite difficulties. I became more and more courageous with every setback. In the end, I spent three He was taken down within a matter of days."

Li Yisheng felt that these words were too watery. He felt that few people would be able to ignore Fang Zichen's face!

When they went out together, all the girls and boys in the street kept peeking at him!

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Fang Zichen said again: "Brother Zhao is not that kind of superficial brother."

After all, Li Yisheng was not from Xiaohe Village, and he had no idea about the trouble that Ma's family was having.

Fang Zichen still boasted, saying that it only took him three days to make Brother Zhao deeply understand that he not only has a good skin, but also an interesting soul under the skin. And then, Brother Zhao He was deeply impressed by his talent, and now he loves him so much that he can't help himself. When he doesn't see him for a moment, his heart is like a burning fire, and his heart is torn apart.

Li Yisheng looked at him and wondered for a moment: "Tell me, how did you get him? Give him jewelry? Jade hairpin? Wrist jewelry? Gold and silver jewelry?"

Fang Zichen: "..."

He At that time, he was very poor. The houses were all occupied by other people. Not only did he not have a penny, he didn't even know what a copper plate looked like. When someone blew, he would spread his arms in that direction, feel lonely, then tighten his belt and lie down on the bed. He was so poor that he couldn't even think of anything.

He coughed and took a strategic sip of tea: "You are vulgar, aren't you? If money is thrown at you, can it still be called love? There is nothing novel about giving these things."

"Oh, really?" Li Yisheng obviously didn't believe it. , while talking, looking at him.

Fang Zichen felt embarrassed.

He was afraid that Brother Zhao would be deprived of oxygen, so he gave him only air. But you can say this!

No way! Having said that, where should he put his face?

He was charming, and when he and Brother Zhao were in love, there was no need for him to pursue her?

"His parents also agree to you being together?" Li Yisheng asked suddenly.

Although Fang Zichen is a scholar now, a year ago, he was just a white man.

Seeing how dignified he was, Li Yisheng thought that his family was not very wealthy.

Fang Zichen shook his head.

Li Yisheng came closer, as if he had forgotten his worries, and started gossiping, asking: "Then why are you together? Brother Zhao is threatening you with death?"

"No!" Fang Zichen said: "I came to the door and beat them up, smashed When they came to his dinner table, they saw that my hatchet was polished, and they felt that I had a strong fist and an extraordinary bearing, so they knelt down in front of me and agreed that it was a blessing for Brother Zhao to be with me. "

Li Yisheng: "..."

If it had been anyone else, Li Yisheng would have pricked him with a needle. If he dared to come up to him, he would be looking for death. But if it had been anyone else, he felt that it was really possible for him to do such a thing. come out.

Chapter 255

Li Yisheng was full of melancholy and didn't know who to talk to. He vomited his bitterness to Fang Zichen, his best friend.

Xie Xiaoyu liked him, but Xie's father wanted to marry the Bai family. The Bai family felt that the Xie family had a good family background, so they agreed.

Father Xie said he was an official, but strictly speaking, in the imperial records, he was not actually an official. Under the prefect, there were several "guards" such as Tongzhi, Tongben, Discipline, and Prefectural Judge. Father Xie was one of these guardians. The gauntlets of his subordinates, just like the county magistrate and his master, are not bureaucrats recognized by the court. The salary of the master is the responsibility of the officials he appoints.

Father Xie is somewhat similar to Master, but the people they serve are different! A seventh-grade official in front of the prime minister's door. When he walks out, everyone will give him some respect and call him "official".

Baihuanan comes from a scholarly family. Although his family background is not very prominent, Xie's father also knows his family's situation. Marrying with the Bai family is a good match. Baihuanan has a promising future and a good appearance. This marriage is very suitable for him. .

But Xie Xiaoyu disagreed and made a big fuss at home.

He had been obedient before, but he had never been so obedient. Even though his family had agreed to marry the second wife of the Li family behind his back, he still made trouble when he came back and asked his father and mother to withdraw. And like this, it is always not good to go back on one's word, and Li Yixing is interested in him, and he is working hard for the county examination. If he breaks off the engagement at this time, he is afraid that he will be affected.

Xie Xiaoyu was not old at that time, so he was not in a hurry about getting married. In addition, his parents were very clear about what they said. Xie's father had a good relationship with Mr. Li, and he also took good care of Mr. Li. If he rashly regretted the marriage, the Li family, no matter if it was the second bedroom or the second bedroom, would be afraid. It's all about thinking too much.

Xie Xiaoyu calmed down and just wanted to find an opportunity to explain to Li Yisheng.

Unfortunately, Li Yisheng has been avoiding him since he found out that he was engaged to Li Yixing.

Later, Xie Xiaoyu found out that Li Yisheng had been hiding from him because of Li Yixing. He had been hiding from him for several years. Now that they had finally reconciled, he didn't want to get involved with the Bai family again. He cried and made trouble, and secretly stole from him later. He ran out to find Li Yisheng, but stayed in the hospital, unwilling to go back. Xie's father said that he was willful and asked his servants to take him back, but locked him in the room. Xie Xiaoyu begged to no avail, and finally lay down I stopped eating in bed.

Father Xie was angry and felt that his current behavior of crying, making trouble, and hanging himself was all instigated by Li Yisheng. Seeing that Xie Xiaoyu had lost weight and still refused to eat, he was so angry that he brought his servants to the hospital. , humiliated Li Yisheng in front of a room full of patients seeking treatment, and then wrote to Li's father to explain the matter.

The Li family is not rich and powerful. To marry Xie Xiaoyu, it is indeed a high offer. It has always been the case that only high-ranking daughters are married and low-ranking wives are married. Li's father sent someone to call Li Yisheng back and told him not to pester Xie Xiaoyu anymore, otherwise there would be a big fuss. Yes, both of them look bad.

Li Yisheng was desperate for Xie Xiaoyu. He was walking on a tightrope, trembling and treading on thin ice. If he didn't pay attention, Xie Xiaoyu would marry someone. When he needed support the most, his parents didn't give it to him and even persuaded him to give up. , which made him quite uncomfortable.

"I know I'm not good enough for Xiaoyu," Li Yisheng lowered his head, feeling exhausted all over his body: "My father asked me to go back, but I didn't want to leave. Xiaoyu didn't give up, so how could I leave? If I took a step back first, I would be sorry for him, but now, I really don't know what to do. I can't see him, and I don't know how he is now. I hope he can hold on, but otherwise On the one hand, I can't help but feel distressed. He loves to eat the most. In the past, he couldn't even sleep without eating. He is suffering now, but I can't do anything about it. I want him to agree, but I am afraid that he will agree. I It felt like two people were fighting in my mind, and my whole body was about to be torn apart. "

Is it so serious?"

Fang Zichen felt a little sympathetic when he saw his dejected look.

Falling in love with someone who is impossible to be with is like having only two dollars in your pocket but falling in love with something worth twenty thousand dollars. You have to feel uncomfortable and think about it every day.

But this guy is real. He just sat there for a while and went to the latrine three times. There were many coworkers drinking cold water and many drinking friends. This guy drank too much tea and peeed a lot.

He hesitated and said, "How about I go take a look for you?"

Li Yisheng suddenly raised his head.

"How to get there?"

"You tell me where the Xie family is, and I can go there myself." Fang Zichen said, "By the way, I'll give you something to vent about! You and my brother, that old thief came to your territory to humiliate you, what a shame If you put your face on the ground and step on him, I will step on him too."

If Li Yisheng had a clear mind, he would not agree. Xie's father humiliated him, and he could only swallow blood and teeth. He still wanted to marry someone. Brother, you have to bear this tone, but he has a weak brain. In terms of human sophistication, he is about the same as Fang Zichen. Just after listening to Fang Zichen's blow again, he was so excited that his blood was boiling. He stood up and pushed the person.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly, go quickly."

Fang Zichen was confused: "You want to go too?"

"Yeah!"

That's okay!

Fang Zichen came out of the medical clinic and went back home. There were no customers in the store now. He found Brother Zhao and said that he had something to do and might have to come back later. Brother Zhao asked, but he only said that he was looking for a place and wanted to pay for it. The brothers were at each other's throats.

Brother Zhao was busy, so he didn't ask in detail.

Fang Zichen specially changed into some sexy clothes, and took Xiaofeng with him to follow Li Yisheng to the door of Xie's Mansion. When

the gatekeeper saw Li Yisheng, he subconsciously frowned and said sarcastically:

"Why are you here again? Tsk, tsk, tsk, you really don't have any shame in order to catch up with the master, so get out of here."

Li Yisheng came to the door before, and the concierge said He always respectfully calls him "Master Li". Now, he is not only following the wind, but also following Father Xie's orders.

Li Yisheng said nothing, and a cold voice came from beside him.

"Get out? Who do you think you are talking to?"

The gatekeeper then noticed Fang Zichen beside him.

He had a dignified appearance and extraordinary demeanor. The gatekeeper did not dare to touch Qiao and carefully asked him who he was looking for. Fang Zichen looked at him indifferently and spoke concisely.

"Thank you Xiaoyu."

When the gatekeeper saw the sign hanging on his waist, he glanced at him again. It was obviously just a faint glance, but for some reason he felt that the eyes were so cold that he felt that his heart was filled with fear, and Fang Zichen felt oppressed. Under his glance, he trembled when he spoke: "Please, who are you?"

"Fang Zichen."

"Please wait a moment, Rong Xiao will go in and report."

Xie Xianglin listened to the concierge's announcement and felt puzzled.

He had heard a few times about Fang Zichen, the orthodox Xiao Sanyuan, and heard that the prefect was interested in him and took him very seriously.

Father Xie had only heard this before. Until yesterday, because of the autumn tax issue, he went to the magistrate's office with his boss. It happened that Mr. Wu was also there. Since what he was talking about was not a secret, the magistrate did not avoid them. .

Father Xie stood outside the door and heard clearly.

Mr. Wu said that Fang Zichen came to the academy to register and asked to be admitted to Class A. The prefect was quite surprised, but it was only for a moment that he said that whether our academy can become famous and register his name with the emperor depends on this boy.

Tongzhi frowned and asked, "What will happen next year? Will it be too hasty?"

Mr. Wu and the prefect shook their heads together.

In recent years, with the permission of the emperor, the examination papers opened by Hanlin tend to be more 'practical'. In the past, if the articles and poems were good, then it was really good, but now it is not so good.

What the superior wants is not something flashy, but something that can be implemented in concrete terms that can benefit the country and the people.

In the past, there was not much fluctuation in the papers, but this year, there were two major mathematics and physics questions, and current political questions, which accounted for a large proportion, and they were caught off guard.

Fang Zichen's paper was read by Mr. Wu and the prefect. It was written in a concise and concise way. It must be "practical", and it must be beautiful and gorgeous in terms of words and sentences. Its level must be higher than that of the college examination.

If he did not go to an academy to study, Mr. Wu and the prefect felt that it would not be difficult for him to pass the provincial examination on his own, but his ranking might not be very good. If he entered an academy, Mr. Wu would be angry with him for not doing his job properly and still thinking about making money. It was extra money, but because he was thinking about Jieyuan's six taels of silver a month, he didn't need to supervise him. This kid was afraid that as long as he couldn't learn it, he would learn it to death.

The prefect said at the time that he would ask Mr. Wu to look into the future for him and promise him that if he gets into the first class, whether he is the top pick, the second pick, or the top pick, as long as he is among these three, he will be rewarded.

Mr. Wu agreed: "This kid has a very bad temper and loves to cause trouble everywhere. If he is not greedy for money, he is really difficult to handle."

"What you said is serious." The prefect investigated Fang Zichen and knew about him. He smiled and said: "It's not that he causes trouble, it's that trouble comes to him. Look at him like that. He knows it. Before he came to our Daxia, we didn't know what was going on in our family! Some of the children of the aristocratic family have good attitudes. As long as he doesn't make any principled mistakes, I'll take care of him no matter what."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wu immediately put down his tea cup and said seriously: "That's a big deal. Don't say it in front of him, otherwise I'm afraid he will break the truth."

Fang Zichen dared to teach his son without a backstage, and told his son that he could walk sideways on the West Street. As soon as he hugged his thigh, Bai Wen came. Hui was showing off his power in front of him. If he knew that he still had someone to hug him, he would probably become even more lawless.

The prefect smiled: "How can I not understand this?"

Qinghe Academy is quite famous in Yuanzhou, and the students there are also among the best in Yuanzhou.

But there are people outside people, and there are mountains outside mountains.

Qinghe Academy was founded not long ago, and its heritage is incomparable with the old academies in other cities. In addition, in Daxia, Yuanzhou is considered a relatively poor and backward place. The rich area in the south of the Yangtze River is full of talented people. Qinghe Academy is one of the best in Yuanzhou. , but once out, Qinghe Academy will be the same.

It is incomparable to the academies in other states and cities, and it is incomparable to the Imperial Academy in those states and counties. The mountains are higher than the other.

Qinghe Academy recruits the leaders of the state, but what about the Imperial College? It was a place where talented people from all over the world gathered.

In the past, the top graders were either from the Imperial College or from the Jiangnan area.

Qinghe Academy wants to get its reputation out, unless someone can go to the capital and come before the emperor.

Is Bai Hua Nan Hutchison Boat OK?

Can.

But if they can reach the palace examination, they are probably at the end of their rope. How can they win the first prize?

It's not Yijia. I'm afraid the emperor will be bored just by looking at you. Who cares what your name is and where you come from.

Fang Zichen was their favorite.

This person is courageous, clever, sweet-tongued, thick-skinned, and ruthless. It is difficult for a person like this to succeed.

Father Xie was secretly shocked when he heard that Mr. Wu and the prefect valued Fang Zichen so much.

After the results of the academy examination were released, he visited the Bai family as a guest. Bai Huanan only missed the top spot because of his carelessness in the academy examination. Now it seems that it was not carelessness, but just an excuse to save face.

Father Xie was very curious about Fang Zichen. Now someone suddenly came to the door and he quickly asked someone to welcome him in.

Xie's mother said at the side: "The concierge just said that he came with Yi Sheng, does Yi Sheng recognize him?"

Xie's father shook his head: "I don't know, that scholar is from Fu'an Town, not from the town where Li's family is. I guess I don't know him. "

Although Father Xie only works as a handyman for senior officials, there are several shops underneath, so the house is quite spacious.

As soon as he entered the door, a man came towards him waving a folding fan. Fang Zichen was bending down to talk to Xiaofeng. Li Yisheng was walking in front, just covering him.

When Li Yisheng saw the visitor, he respectfully called his cousin.

"Who is your cousin?" Du Jingchen was a little surprised, then he closed his fan and pointed at Li Yisheng: "Li Yisheng, I didn't expect you to be so shameless. My uncle even came to you to tell you clearly, but you still... Come here, you really have to sacrifice your face to get along with my uncle."

Seeing Li Yisheng blushing, he seemed to be very happy and laughed a few times: "Hey, are you Li family like this? You are here to beg for nothing, and now you are here again, tsk tsk tsk, you Li family are really thick-skinned."

Du saw his humiliation, and Li Yisheng was also angry, and couldn't help but lose interest when he saw him. A piece of blue clothes was revealed behind him, and he said again: "Hey, you didn't come alone? What kind of cats and dogs did you bring this time?" After saying this, Du Yi saw Li Yisheng smiling at him.

The words "You're finished" were written all over his eyes. Du Yi frowned and moved his mouth. Before he could say anything, Li Yisheng immediately turned around and shouted excitedly behind him: "Brother, someone scolded you."

He Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a black shadow flashing in front of his eyes, wrapped in the wind, and then there was a crisp sound, Du Yi shouted, and his whole body flew out and hit the wall.

With pain all over his body, Du Yi got up from the ground in embarrassment, covering his face and looking at Fang Zichen in disbelief.

Xie's father, Xie's mother, and the eldest brother of the Xie family heard the noise in the main room and ran out.

Fang Zichen grabbed Du Yi's hair and dragged him to him: "How dare you call someone a cat or a dog, you bitch, as if you are so noble, you are a dog who relies on human power."

Du Yi's scalp was numb, and his face It was burning, and the smell in his mouth filled the air: "Who are you? How dare you hit me."

"I am your father." Fang Zichen said, "You are the one who hit me!"

Chapter 256

Li Yisheng pursed his lips, afraid that he would laugh.

After just a few words, Father Xie knew what was going on and hurried forward: "Fang Xiucai."

Fang Zichen looked at him.

"My nephew is rude and has offended me a lot. I hope you will be kind to me," said Father Xie.

Fang Zichen did not let go: "Are you Xie Xiaoyu's father?"

"That's right."

"I heard that you work in the government office." Fang Zichen smiled half-heartedly, neither salty nor light, and asked with no emotion at all: "What about you? You know, what is the punishment for speaking innocently to humiliate a talented scholar?"

Du Yi's eyes widened, he looked at his waist and panicked when he saw the nameplate hanging on it.

"I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't do it on purpose."

Fang Zichen grabbed his hair and lifted him up: "I don't care whether you did it on purpose or not! If you scold me, you scold me."

Father Xie pleaded: "Fang Xiucai, For my sake, can you stop being so fussy about my nephew?"

Fang Zichen glanced at Li Yisheng calmly, and when he nodded, he secretly raised two fingers at him. He was startled, with a wolfish glint in his eyes. He turned on all power and smiled: "Who are you? Why should I give you face?"

Father Xie's face suddenly turned red, and his face darkened. Several people behind him The man's face doesn't look very good either.

Li Yisheng couldn't help feeling happy when he saw him frustrated, and he finally felt proud and proud.

"Are you angry from embarrassment?" Fang Zichen pushed Du Yi aside, looked at Father Xie condescendingly, and asked impatiently: "Are you angry from embarrassment? Do you want to hit me?"

Father Xie: "... "

He didn't dare to say.

"I know you want to, but you don't dare. If you dare to touch a hair on my head today, I can report it to the prefect tomorrow. Do you believe it?" Fang Zichen said.

Father Xie was silent for a moment and said he didn't dare.

"Don't you dare?" Fang Zichen smiled and walked towards Father Xie. The footsteps seemed to step on Father Xie's heart. Father Xie did not dare to breathe at all. He had never felt such pressure when facing the prefect.

In his mind, Mu Ran remembered what the prefect Qian'er said.

"Look at him like that. Before he came to our Daxia, his family didn't know what he was doing."

If it weren't for the top aristocratic families to specially train him, it would be difficult for ordinary people to have such an overbearing temperament.

Fang Zichen saw that he was coming for them. He looked at Li Yisheng and understood immediately.

Fang Zichen stopped two steps away from him and looked at him: "I heard that your ex went to my brother's shop to make trouble. Is this true?"

Brother?

Father Xie was shocked: "It's all a misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding?" Fang Zichen's face darkened, his eyes full of horror: "It seems you don't take me seriously at all! But that's right, I'm just a scholar. , what about you! Although you don't have an official position in the government office, it's up to you to beat the dog! You really don't have to look down on me as a seventh-grade official in front of the prime minister."

Father Xie gritted his teeth and said with sweat on his back: "Fang Xiucai misunderstood. "How dare I."

The eldest son of the Xie family couldn't see it. Fang Zichen was not a son of a wealthy family, and he was not well-known. Only the students and those who paid attention to the imperial examination would know such a person. The eldest son of the Xie family was only a businessman. I felt that the other party was just a scholar, so he came to my door, hit him first, and then made rude remarks this time. It was really a bully.

"Fang Xiucai is so majestic." He mocked: "For those who didn't know, I thought he had already been on the imperial list, won the first prize in the exam, and became an official in the court!"

"This will happen sooner or later." Fang Zichen He glanced at him lightly: "But whether I pass the exam or not, it doesn't affect my display of authority."

The boss of the Xie family said angrily: "My Xie family has never offended you. You are going too far to bully others."

Fang Zichen said with a cold face. When he has no expression, he looks extremely irritating, with a stern look on his face, as if he is owed one billion yuan and cannot get it back, and he is so angry that he wants to kill someone, which makes people dare not look directly at him. tremble with fear.

"You didn't offend me, but you offended my brother. Why, you Xie family is allowed to bully others, but others are not allowed to bully you? Who are you? Why are you nobler than others? I still come to find trouble today. For Xie Xiaoyu's sake, I didn't let anyone see the joke. Where's your father? He went to my brother's hospital to make a fuss. "

The Li family is not here. When he opened a medical clinic in the city, he was already struggling due to pressure from his colleagues. Father Xie came to the door and made a fuss, describing Li Yisheng in a very unflattering light. They were obviously in love with each other, but instead he said that Li Yisheng was obsessed with him, just to curry favor with him. It's a bad person's behavior.

What he said that day was too much. Li Yisheng was so humiliated that he was worthless, and the reputation of the medical center also plummeted.

When you are thanking your father for being like this, have you ever thought about the kindness between the two families?

If you look down on him and don't want the two families to be closely related, you have no choice but to go so far.

Boss Xie had been very opposed to Father Xie's approach before, but Father Xie insisted on having his own way.

It's better now.

Hit the old one and attract the younger one.

The boss of the Xie family moved his eyes slightly, then quickly looked away.

Li Yisheng really relieved his anger.

Seeing Father Xie looking at Fang Zichen who was so angry that he didn't dare to vomit, his eyes felt a little sour.

It's good to have someone to back you up!

His parents did not support him, and no one came forward to defend him that day. He was the only one who suffered from Xie's father's slander and the criticism from around him. , nothing is right.

He wanted to marry a brother from the Xie family, but Xie's father couldn't stand him, so he had to endure it, even if he said a few humiliating words.

But everything has a degree, and once it goes beyond that degree, the meaning is different.

My father-in-law is half a father. If his father-in-law asks him to kneel down and kowtow, he can do it. It's okay, but if he talks too much, he doesn't treat him as a human being.

He wants to be a brother-in-law, not a dog.

Fang Zichen, a son of a wealthy family, is quite capable of being a tiger even though he pretends to be cool.

Xiaofeng suddenly came over, pulled Fang Zichen's sleeve, and looked up at him: "Father, father."

After Li Yisheng came to the door, Fang Zichen told Xiaofeng that from now on, he would call him father when this guy was around.

Xiaofeng always remembered it, and he was willing to shout like this. Fang Zichen treats him well, just like a good boy. He has lost his father since he was a child and has never known what it feels like to be loved by his father. Brother Zhao treats him well, but no matter how good he is, it is still different from Fang Zichen's.

When Fang Zichen was nice to him, he often felt warm in his heart and was so moved that he wanted to cry, but sometimes, it also made him so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

"Hey~" Fang Zichen picked up Xiaofeng and touched his head: "Are you hungry? Father will take you back later."

Xiaofeng looked at him, then hugged his neck and said, "No, I'm not hungry, Father. " Father, don't be angry. Being angry is not good for your body."

"Well, father knows, you are really my good son."

Fang Zichen pinched his face: "Father, Xiaofeng!" I will work hard in the future and will never sell my son for glory, nor will I sacrifice you to seek promotion or wealth."

The Xie family's faces turned red, and these meaningful words were like a bright blow to them. on the face.

Fang Zichen suddenly asked: "I heard that you want to betroth Xie Xiaoyu to that Bai Huanan? Is it true?"

Unable to understand this, Xie's father nodded.

Fang Zichen said angrily: "What's your idea?"

Father Xie nodded again.

"What kind of vision do you have? You want to find a brother-in-law like Bai Huanan, are you blind? People already have three wives and four concubines. Send your brother over to serve a man with the same person. Tsk, I don't even know what to say to you. "Fang Zichen pointed at Li Yisheng and said, "Isn't my brother's pretty face better than Bai Huanan's? He's a lot thinner, has a weak kidney, has a big mouth, crooked eyes, and looks so ugly."

He hurt Bai Huanan again. I say that I am a person who values ​​friendship. If I become prosperous in the future, I will never forget my brothers. Do you understand what I mean?

Father Xie said, "I understand, I understand."

Fang Zichen was satisfied.

He's not bragging, he's just lifting people up! The imperial examination is very different from the modern liberal arts and civil service examinations. It cannot be said to be exactly the same, but it cannot be said to be completely unrelated. Everything is common and he has the foundation, so it is not very difficult to learn.

"I want to chat with Xie Xiaoyu, okay?" he said finally.

Father Xie wanted to say no.

But to say this is to offend people again.

He didn't even call his servants, he led them there himself.

Li Yisheng was arrogant, with a face full of pride. Fang Zichen held Xiaofeng's hand. Li Yisheng bumped into him and whispered: "You bitch, you are really hurtful. Bai Huanan has been said to be useless by you. But, do you think his mouth is good for you?" Is it big? I think it's okay! "

The imperial examination depends on your appearance. If Bai Huanan has a big mouth and crooked eyes, how can he still take the exam?"

Li Yisheng secretly felt that Bai Huanan was still a bit handsome, but compared with him, he was still a little bit behind.

Fang Zichen shook his head: "I don't know! I've never seen him."

Li Yisheng: "..."

I haven't seen him, but you swear that the person's parents are ugly?

Fang Zichen glanced at Xie's father, and seeing that he was far away, he whispered: "You promised me on the way that I will help you humiliate your father-in-law. When you are done, give me twenty taels! You can't go back on your word. "

Li Yisheng patted his chest: "I won't go back on my words, I will keep my word."

"That's good," Fang Zichen said reassuringly.

At first, Fang Zichen just wanted to come over to see who Father Xie was and help his brother vent his anger, but on the way, Li Yisheng said to him to make a bigger fuss.

Fang Zichen thought that he had given up all hope and no longer missed his brother. Otherwise, why would he be allowed to do such a thing?

If the trouble gets bigger, he wants to marry someone else, which is really asking for shit.

If there was a slight possibility before, but once a commotion breaks out, there will be no room left at all. If you humiliate the father, how will he face the little fat man in the future?

Li Yisheng told him about Father Xie.

Generally speaking, this is a person who wants to climb up, but is incompetent, so he tries his best to find a way out, and he is also vain.

Bai Huanan never married a real wife, but he already had several concubines. He heard that he had redeemed a woman in a brothel before. He said that this woman had a bad life and was a pitiful person. He couldn't bear to see people fall into prostitution. , then he redeemed her and took her home as her sister.

But in many things, we often become friends first, then sisters, and finally become babies.

Later, the woman probably said that she could not repay her life-saving kindness, so she could only promise her with her body, and became Bai Huanan's concubine.

When word came out about this, everyone just thought it was a romantic affair and nothing much.

Such a person is really not a good match.

The Xie and Li families are family friends. Xie's father knows clearly what Li Yisheng's temperament is and what kind of person he is, but he can't help him. He doesn't think about his brother and actually wants to marry him to that kind of person. It's really not a good idea. He is a loving father. At first I felt that Li Yixing might have a future, so I thought of settling the marriage early. Once the marriage failed, he immediately regretted the marriage, which was considered extremely snobbish.

Sun Tzu said in The Art of War that a lustful person can be captured by a honey trap, a person with a high reputation can be captured by throwing dirty water, and a vain person can be captured by satisfying desires.

No one is a sage, he must have his shortcomings. If you find the weakness, you can win with one blow.

Fang Zichen studied it for a while and decided to go for it. There were twenty taels! Not to mention just humiliation, just let him take a beating! Anyway, he is not his father-in-law.

When Xie Xiaoyu saw Li Yisheng, he was extremely happy. The maid had just reported to him what happened earlier. When she met Li Yisheng, she immediately squeezed into his arms and started crying.

Fang Zichen and Xiaofeng stood aside, not knowing how to make things easier for them, and looking intently as if they were watching a show.

Xie Xiaoyu was embarrassed and said hello to them with a red face.

He asked about what happened just now. Fang Zichen was a brother who was in trouble, so he could go out of his way to help his brother. He could also go in for his brother's wife, and immediately blamed him: "I didn't want to humiliate your father, it was him who asked me to do it." "This

is the truth, but - Li Yisheng glared at him: "Then I told you, you said this kind of person, you have a thorough understanding of his psychological activities. After humiliating him, give him another sweet date. , this matter will be done. If it doesn't work, you can go back and sharpen the hatchet before you come back. You also agree with me to argue with you. Now you are relying on me no matter what. "

On the way, he said that it would be best to make a serious fuss. After quarreling Xie's father to death again, Fang Zichen was in a dilemma and said that this was not good. Li Yisheng said, if you don't want to fight with him, as long as you do well, I will give you twenty taels when you go back.

Fang Zichen touched his chin, was silent for a while, and began to analyze Father Xie. He said that this kind of person has a stable mentality. If he wants to save face, then if he wants to lose face and is greedy for vanity, then give him a future. In the future, if you draw a big pie, you can win over people. Brother, your idea is very good.

What ideas can Li Yisheng have?

If he had a clear head, he wouldn't be able to do this kind of thing.

He just thought that in the worst case, he would elope with Xie Xiaoyu! Although this is not good for Brother Yi and will damage his reputation, it is the best option.

Fang Zichen didn't agree with making a big deal at first, but when he heard about twenty taels, he started to lose his temper and immediately changed his mind, saying that the whole thing would be his responsibility.

He vowed, brother, I won't take your money in vain, twenty taels, I will vent your anger and make the little fat man's father agree to your matter.

Chapter 257

Xie Xiaoyu waved his hands and said nonchalantly: "It's okay."

He now knew what his parents had planned. He used to think that his parents were thinking about him, but now he realized that it was his 'wishful thinking'.

It's true that the gift of childbirth is greater than God's, and it's true that the parents' orders and the matchmaker's words are true, but if it were changed to something else, he could die for them without hesitation and sacrifice his life without any regrets, but let him do it for his father's sake. In his official career, he would spend the rest of his life with someone he didn't like. Just thinking about it, it felt like someone was holding his throat, suffocating him, his whole body was screaming with discomfort, and every bone could not restrain himself from resisting. .

Places with many women were never peaceful. He felt that he was not smart. He would hold a bowl as large as a person's appetite and asked him to hold a bucket. He was afraid of choking to death.

He didn't want to stay at home anymore. Xie Xiaoyu looked at Fang Zichen with hope.

Li Yisheng kicked Fang Zichen.

Fang Zichen: "..."

Twenty taels of silver is hard to earn!

Thinking about the gift Li Yisheng gave to the two children last time, two jade pendants, judging from his vicious eyes, their quality was probably not cheap.

The hands that take people are short, and the mouth that eats people is soft.

Fang Zichen asked the people guarding outside to call Father Xie and said that he wanted to take the little fat man home as a guest for a few days. Can he give it to him? It doesn't matter if you don't give it!

That's what he said, but the expression on his face was 'If you don't give it, I'll take a note of you. If I want you to look good in the future, I'll beat you until your mother doesn't even recognize it, it's just a light thing.'

Father Xie smiled flatteringly and said there was nothing wrong with it! His brother has had a bit of a temper recently and has become bored. It would be good to go out more often.

Fang Zichen took the people away.

Xie's mother walked to the door and watched them leave. She returned to the house with a sad face and asked, "Master, if you let Brother Yu follow Yi Sheng, what about our marriage to the Bai family?"

"Let's give it up!" Father Xie took a sip of tea and said.

Xie's mother looked embarrassed: "Isn't this not good? We licked our faces and took the initiative to ask for this matter. Now people finally let go. As soon as the negotiation was concluded, we were about to resign, so we started again If you regret it, the Bai family will make trouble."

"Let's make trouble." Father Xie held his forehead and said with a headache: "What do you want to do?"

Now, if you want to offend the Bai family, you will offend Fang Zichen.

At first, he thought that outsiders should not know about his thoughts, but Fang Zichen's words of "selling one's son to seek appearance" made him understand that he must have deceived himself and others.

This is Sima Zhao's intention and everyone knows it.

No wonder when he took up the job before, the manager said he was in a hurry. He didn't know what it meant at the beginning, but now... he

has been fighting in the northwest for many years. The national treasury has been depleted and he cannot make ends meet, so he has been ordered to reduce the number of people.

He made it clear that they were just doing odd jobs in the government office and had no official positions. If they were to be reduced, they would be a group of insignificant people. They would not all be let go, but at least half of them would be cut.

Although he is not the leader of the imperial court, he is just a deputy, and there are many low-ranking people. Is it bad to spread the news?

So many people? Where does this official get the money to support him? Was it corruption or bribery?

He thought that if there was someone behind him, the person above would carry the person, but he would not touch him out of scruples.

According to the usual practice of Qinghe Academy, Bai Huanan passed the exam and could only be promoted. If his life was better, he would be one of the top three.

Although they are not very promising, compared with the Bai family, the Xie family is barely a good match. To be strict, they are still high. He cannot hook up with other better families, and people look down on them.

But Fang Zichen was different.

The three people who are Jinshi and third are usually assigned to compile and compile for the Hanlin Academy. In terms of grades, they are usually the number one scholar from the sixth grade, while the second and third highest grades are usually from the seventh grade.

The remaining second- and third-level students will also face an exam, which is called the "Chao Kao".

After taking the imperial examination, those who pass the examination will usually be retained and become "shujishi".

Those who fail the exam will be assigned official positions, usually Zhushi or county magistrates. If they stay and become chief officials, their rank will be the sixth rank, and for county magistrates, they will usually be the seventh rank.

These people seemed to have higher official rank than the first grade official. But you must know that as editors of the Hanlin Academy, their opportunities for promotion are given priority.

Some county magistrates, in that position, had their trousers torn and couldn't move their buttocks.

Most of the officials sent abroad, as long as their official positions are lower than the fifth rank, are worse than those close ministers of the emperor who are in the seventh rank in the capital.

Today, Fang Zichen came to the house to make trouble for Li Yisheng. During the period, the two of them were flirting and playing riddles. When they went to find Xie Xiaoyu, it was just a short journey. I bumped into you, you bumped into me, and then leaned against each other again. They gather together and murmur, which shows that they have a good relationship.

I heard Mr. Wu say before that Fang Xiucai has a very bad temper and behaves arrogantly. If anyone makes him angry, he will not give any face to him. He will only be willing to peel off a layer of people's skin. Now, look at it. , it is indeed well-deserved.

This is so petty.

Father Xie felt extremely regretful. If he had known that the boy from the Li family knew such a person, would he have done such a thing?

Now not only does Yu Geer hate him, but he is also trying to achieve nothing.

Xie Xiaoyu was so hungry that he was dizzy. He walked like a drunkard, swaying every step of the way. He said why he was so dizzy and why did the road turn toward the wall of a house?

Li Yisheng sighed, carried him behind his back, took off another piece of clothing to cover his head, and headed towards Xiangling Street.

Xie Xiaoyu's face is very soft and gentle, but just looking at his physique, he is as strong as a man. Looking at it, those who don't know just think that Li Yisheng is carrying a man.

Fang Zichen led Xiaofeng behind and shouted: "You're going wrong, you're going wrong, your hospital doesn't go that way!"

"You're right." Li Yisheng didn't look back, he just said loudly: "This pig is going to faint from hunger." It's time to eat, let's go to you.

" Fang Zichen: "..."

Do you want him to provide after-sales service?

Fang Zichen bought a candied haws for Xiaofeng, took three more, and walked slowly behind.

When he got home, Xie Xiaoyu had already eaten.

Fang Zichen gave the candied haws to Guaizai and Jiaojiao, and gave the other one to Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao felt sweet in his heart. The ice cream was more delicious than candied haws. He didn't care much about it, but when Fang Zichen missed him, he was happy.

Brother Zhao was eating candied haws while watching Xie Xiaoyu holding the bowl and holding the bowl. He pulled Fang Zichen aside and asked him what was going on.

Fang Zichen told him and Li Yisheng that they came to find a place.

Brother Zhao: "..."

He looked at Li Yisheng, who was helping Xie Xiaoyu pick up the food, and felt that his husband and Li Yisheng were really amazing.

If you want to marry someone else's brother, you still go to someone else's house to make trouble.

It doesn't matter. Do you want to kill everything, or do you have no brains? Go humiliate your father-in-law, how can a normal person do such a thing!

The two of them came together just to keep the world in peace. If they could do something like this today, next time if they suddenly wonder what shit smells like and run to take a lick, he might not be surprised.

Fang Zichen didn't know what he was thinking, and he held out two fingers happily: "Li Yisheng said, let me make trouble so hard that the little fat man's father will be ashamed, and he will give me twenty taels of silver!"

Brother Zhao: "..."

"You don't even know, that old guy is so scared when he sees me. He doesn't dare to let go of anything I say. This money is really easy to earn. If I come back a few more times, That's good."

Brother Zhao sighed.

This is stupid.

It was not without reason that Li Yisheng and Fang Zichen hit it off immediately and became brothers.

"You came here to find trouble. Why did you bring Xiaofeng with you?" Brother Zhao said helplessly.

"It's not just to shame that old guy." Fang Zichen replied.

Brother Zhao looked at him.

Fang Zichen said: "If there is no comparison, there will be no harm. Do you understand this? We are all fathers, and they both have a brother. I followed Xiaofeng to perform a father-son show of filial piety, and then said some noble and upright words, comparing the two. , He felt guilty, but he was so embarrassed

that he felt so complacent. "Zhao Geer's forehead jumped when he saw his complacency.

After Xie Xiaoyu finished his meal and ate two ice cream sticks, he didn't want to go back to the hospital with Li Yisheng.

There was food and drink here, and it was all food he had never eaten before. It was like a mouse falling into a rice vat, but it won his heart.

Li Yisheng saw that he seemed to have lost some weight. He must have suffered a lot before. Now he was happy and let him go.

Brother Zhao asked him to sleep with Xiaofeng at night.

After finishing their work, Fang Zichen took Brother Zhao and Guaizi to watch the night again.

It's like sleeping in a different place.

When he came back the next day, Fang Zichen waited for the good boy to finish exercising, taught him to play with a stick twice, watched him eat a bowl-sized buns, and two eggs, and then took him to Wu's house. When he came back, he The yard is busy.

Xie Xiaoyu and Brother Zhao were collecting accounts outside. Fang Zichen lay at the door and took a look. Brother Zhao was doing things seriously, but Xie Xiaoyu, a fat guy, was cashiering in his hands and holding cakes in his mouth. Fang Zichen only took a glance and saw He ate three ice creams and two chicken feet.

He didn't sell as much as he ate.

Brother Zhao came in to drink water and saw Fang Zichen sitting under the eaves with a lot of coloring materials in front of him.

Many of them he had never seen before.

Most of the dyes commonly used in Daxia are plant dyes, most of which are extracted from plant roots, stems, leaves, flowers, peels and other parts of the plant. There are a wide variety of colors, but Fang Zichen made more. Some of the pigment water in the small saucers, Zhao I haven't even seen him.

"What are you doing?" He only took two sips of the water in the bowl, then handed it to Fang Zichen's mouth. Fang Zichen drank from his hand and said, "Make a painting brush!"

Enrollment is a big deal!

When he first went to kindergarten, everyone in his family gave gifts, even his second uncle and second aunt came to the door. Now it's his son's turn to give them gifts, no matter what.

He planned to make sixty colors and get some small engravings on the tip of the pen.

There were a few ready-made ones nearby. Brother Zhao picked them up and looked at them curiously. He drew a line on the back of his hand. It was red. The coloring was smooth, the color was full, the color was bright, and the pen cap was the same color.

He turned the pen again and pressed it on the back of his hand. A red Q-shaped pig head was clearly printed on it.

Brother Zhao thought it was so amazing and suddenly became very interested.

Fang Zichen was busy with his work. When he saw that he was silent, he turned around and saw that the back of his hand was colorful and full of various lines and heads.

Brother Zhao didn't seem to be satisfied. He was addicted to stamping. He took the pen to the kitchen door and kept stamping.

Pig heads, cat heads, dog heads, rabbit heads, all kinds of heads.

Fang Zichen: "..."

Xiaofeng ran in from outside, Brother Zhao gave him one, and the two of them started to walk around the yard. They covered everything here, painted on it, and painted on the floor tiles. Covered.

I don't know what's so fun about it.

Xiao Feng rushed to Fang Zichen. Before, he would not have dared to ask Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen for something, but after living together for almost a year, he was now bolder: "Fang, Uncle Fang, I, I I want it too." "Oh." Fang Zichen

looked at him with a smile: "Then you want to go!" "Zhao, Uncle Zhao," Xiaofeng turned and shouted: " "Uncle Fang is bullying people again." Brother Zhao came over, touched his head, and said with a smile: "Really, if he bullies others, just bully them, as long as he doesn't bully you." Xiaofeng: "... "..." In the afternoon, Fang Zichen went to pick up his good boy and brought him back. When he got home, Brother Zhao asked him if he had been obedient today and how he was getting along with his brothers and sisters. The good boy didn't answer. He squeezed into Brother Zhao's arms, pursed his lips, and looked unhappy. Brother Zhao frowned and lowered his head to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Chapter 258

The good boy was silent for a while, lowered his eyes, and said only: "I can't see you, but I miss you."

When Fang Zichen didn't come, he clung to Brother Zhao. Later, with Fang Zichen, he had someone else to cling to. , Fang Zichen went to work, so he followed Brother Zhao at home. Brother Zhao was busy in the shop, and he followed Fang Zichen. No matter when, there was always someone by his side. When he arrived at the Wu Mansion today, neither Fang Zichen nor Brother Zhao were there. The Wu family has two children and they don't welcome him very much, so Guaizi wants to come back.

"Daddy misses you too." Brother Zhao held him on his lap and kissed him: "But the good boy has grown up, and you can't always follow your father. You have to learn to be independent."

The good boy pinched his fingers and whispered Said: "That's right..."

"Real men are very strong." Brother Zhao said, "Are we good boys men?"

This is a serious statement.

"Yeah~" The good boy immediately changed his previous dejection and puffed up his small chest: "The good boy has a penis! He is a big man."

Brother Zhao smiled and touched his head.

This kid is also mentally ill.

She was still smiling when she first walked in. She came back from the fuss with her husband, sweating all over her head. She could only be sentimental for a moment. When he coaxed her, she felt like nothing was wrong again. She was a person who didn't worry about anything.

After dinner, the family went to guard the gate again.

When it was still dark when they arrived, Fang Zichen took out the boxing gloves that he had specially asked the embroiderer to make when he was in Fu'an Town. They were stuffed with cotton.

He started practicing with Guaizi.

Brother Zhao was watching from the side. Fang Zichen was punching very fast, up, down, left and right, but the good boy was like a loach, covering his ears with both hands, riding a horse, not slipping, and twisting his little body to react quickly. Flash left and right.

He has perfected his dodge skills. Before, he couldn't predict Fang Zichen's punching movements and speed. He was hit several times and screamed, which made Brother Zhao feel distressed.

Later, after seeing more and getting used to it, his heart was as solid as a rock, but he didn't feel anything. The good boy didn't get beaten one day, but he still felt unaccustomed to it.

Guai Zai has been practicing for more than half a year, and now he has perfected the strength of his hands and legs. He has perfected the three major Muay Thai moves, flying knees, low sweeping kicks and elbow strikes.

Although he is small, he jumps like a frog. He can jump up and bend his knees to hit people's jaws. He can also sweep people with his kick and crack people's bones.

Brother Zhao saw him break a wooden stick as thick as an arm with one kick at home.

He was horrified at the time, and didn't know whether to look at his son's little feet or secretly rejoice - fortunately, the child was obedient. If he was naughty, he had practiced martial arts. If he trained him in the future, he might still return the favor. If you want to be beaten back, you may end up lame.

The son beat me, this happened in the village!

He looked towards Fang Zichen and saw that his husband almost suffered a disaster.

At that time, when he was still in Xiaohe Village, Fang Zichen taught the good boy that he should be ruthless when facing the enemy. When facing a strong enemy, when there is a huge difference in strength, do not give the opponent a chance to breathe. He must learn to kill with one blow. He taught him first. So he said: "How to kill with one blow? Come, you practice with me."

The good boy scratched his head, thought for a while, and then made a move towards Fang Zichen.

He struck in the east and west, and as soon as he hit him, he jumped up and struck Fang Zichen in the crotch.

Guaizi's strength is astonishing. After practicing for more than half a year, and with Fang Zichen's one-on-one professional guidance, the effect is remarkable. He can kick Liu Gouzi until his teeth break. If this kick hits, Fang Zichen feels His dick was either dead or disabled. He reacted quickly and blocked the kick with his arm. The pain in his arm made his face turn blue and white.

This damn kid, who was said to be fatal with one blow, actually attacked people in three directions.

That day, Fang Zichen chased him up two hills. After catching him, he grabbed him by the collar and carried him back. He couldn't bear to beat him, so he gave Brother Zhao a pillow blow. The next day, the good boy was spanked twice, and his buttocks were There were two bright slap marks, and the good boy looked silly and with tears in his eyes threw himself into Fang Zichen's arms, saying that he was rich and pitiful, just like a cabbage in the field.

Baby cabbage, the ground is yellow.

I lost my mother when I was three or two years old. I lived with my father and had a good life. I was afraid that my father would marry my stepmother. After marrying my stepmother, it would be better for me to have a younger brother in three and a half years. My younger brother ate noodles and I drank soup. I burst into tears when I picked up the bowl. .

Just after he finished singing in tears, Brother Zhao heard it in the kitchen and came out with a black face and gave him a slap. The good boy didn't dare to cry or sing anymore. He climbed onto Fang Zichen's lap and stood upright. He sat down and quietly closed his mouth.

...

The good boy was sweating all over the day from practicing again. Big Bear said before that there is a stream where you turn left on the road. When you come in the evening, you can go there to wash your face.

Brother Zhao was a tidy person, so he immediately called Fang Zichen and Guaizi and went to the stream to wash up together.

They went upstream, where the water was relatively deep.

The water in the creek is clear, and you can clearly see the geese at the bottom. The water is also very shallow, less than a person's knees, but it is much better than downstream.

After all, they were outside. Brother Zhao stretched his neck and looked around. When he saw no one, he wet the towel and put it into his clothes to wipe it. Fang Zichen also followed him, but he was a man after all, so he took off his shirt. , wiped it clean after three strokes, five divided by two, and saw the good boy squatting by the river, holding his special little towel, wiping his face carefully. After wiping for a long time, he finally finished wiping, and saw the river In his reflection, a few small tufts of hair popped up on his head. He wet his hands again and brushed them off one by one.

Fang Zichen didn't know what to say.

It's almost late at night, and you're still doing this, do you want to dress up to show off to ghosts?

He considers himself a refined man, but not to this extent. His son's hairspray is better than his old one. If there was hairspray these days, he should give him a whole bottle of hairspray.

Fang Zichen picked him up, took off his clothes, pulled off his pants, threw him into the stream, and then beat him hard with a towel, like a butcher shaving a pig's hair with a knife.

The good boy smiled. After wiping his front, he consciously turned around and wiped his buttocks.

He used to like playing with water. After washing himself, he didn't want to get up, and he didn't mind the rocks underneath rubbing his butt. After he sat down, he started playing with the flowers.

The mountain stream was really cool. Seeing that he still wanted to play, Fang Zichen let him go. He rolled up his pants and sat with Brother Zhao by the stream to soak his feet.

Fang Zichen unfolded Guaizi's small towel, held it up and looked around, full of disgust.

This towel is not as big as his hand, and it is too small for him to use to wipe his butt. But when he first went to buy it, the old lady said that the material used in this towel is skin-friendly and is best for children. If you use the kind for adults, I am afraid it will cause irritation. Hit the child.

So Brother Zhao bought it for dozens of pennies!

Brother Zhao looked at him. Fang Zichen was not only outstanding in appearance and temperament. He had a tall and straight figure. His skin was as flawless as jade. The insteps soaked in the stream were also beautiful. He had not been exposed to light all year round, and it seemed that the blood on them could be clearly seen. , his calves are straight and lean, and contain amazing strength. There is nothing wrong with him. Brother Zhao looked at him and couldn't help but touch him lightly with his feet, and lightly scratched Fang Zichen's insteps with his toes. :

"Isn't this face towel very pretty?"

Fang Zichen nodded, said 'hmm', and said, "It's very pretty! I feel like it smells like money."

Brother Zhao laughed and raised his hand to pat him. The pebbles under his feet were hindering his feet. Brother Zhao directly put his feet on Fang Zichen's insteps. He leaned on his shoulders and looked at the flat and open peanut field in front of him. , I have been busy all day, and now I feel like I can finally take a breather. Looking at the green mountains and green waters, listening to the chirping of birds and the chirping of crickets, I feel very comfortable.

It was hot at noon, and the flowers and grass looked withered. Now that the sun had set, they were full of life again. On the grass beside the stream, there were some unknown flowers blooming, as if dotted with them. A few butterflies were falling on them. Fang Zichen glanced at a stone. Throw it over and they dance gracefully again, flying everywhere.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Fang Zichen picked up the boy. The child had had enough fun and began to complain that he had an urgent need to urinate. Before he came out of the stream, Fang Zichen made him pee in the stream. The water was flowing anyway. Out of the way.

They walked back along the stream, and were about to turn onto the road to return to Yizhuang, when they suddenly saw a man squatting by the stream, holding water with his hands together.

The corners of his mouth were moist and stained. He must have taken a few sips just now.

He paused for a moment when he saw Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao, and saw that they were still rolling up their trousers. Brother Zhao still had a towel in his hand, and the boy's head was still wet. His pants accidentally fell into the water, so he was wearing a pair now. Clothes, butt naked.

The man looked at them, then looked down at the water in his hand. For some reason, his face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

Seeing a sickle at the man's feet, Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao looked at each other and ran away.

When they arrived at the gate of Yizhuang, although they didn't feel very kind, they couldn't help but laugh with their bellies in hand.

Brother Zhao didn't see anyone at first. I think this man was cutting grass in the peanut field when he came.

I heard that the peanut field in front of Yizhuang belonged to a businessman in the city. This businessman was very picky, and the land he leased belonged to a farmer. When the farmer didn't agree, he actually asked some thugs to come to intimidate him, and even threatened him not to complain. official.

It was originally promised that the rent would be 800 cents per acre per year, but later he found various reasons and excuses to deduct the money.

This merchant, I first heard from Da Xiong, seems to be named Zhang. Because he is a bad person, few people are willing to work for him, so the grass in the field grows thicker and thicker than peanuts.

Fang Zichen lit the oil lamp and read for another two hours.

This lamp was provided by Daxiong. It is quite big and the light is bright. Those who keep vigil at night must light it, otherwise it will be pitch dark and they will inevitably be scared.

But Fang Zichen is not afraid! This will be in vain if I don't use it. I am busy during the day, so I can take some time to read a book.

Brother Zhao was tired, so he put his head on his lap and fell asleep soon. Fang Zichen was afraid that his hard bones would make him uncomfortable, so he moved him to the pillow.

Brother Zhao drowsily opened his eyes and looked at him. His eyes were hazy, as if they were filled with morning mist. He murmured and called Fang Zichen husband, and rubbed him with great dependence and nostalgia.

Fang Zichen disliked him looking like this. It would have been nice if he was at home now, but now he was in the wild and he was not very interested in fighting in the wild.

He kissed Brother Zhao and patted him gently: "Go to sleep."

Brother Zhao closed his eyes.

The good boy was sleeping next to him, with his clothes rolled up and a small piece of white belly exposed. His face was flushed and his hair was soft, like an innocent and harmless puppy.

Fang Zichen took a thin quilt and covered his belly, and then he started reading again.

They set out from Yuanzhou on August 20th. Brother Zhou originally promised to come at the end of the month, but later he asked Hexi to bring the news, saying that it had rained in the village for several days and the millet and corn had not been dried yet, so it might be two days late. .

The autumn harvest season is always rainy. It can be sunny in the morning, or it can rain heavily, but after a while, it ends and the sun is still shining again.

Farmers harvest the millet in a hurry and sweat every time. As soon as they move into their homes and take a breath, the sun comes out again.

Millet that is not dried in the sun is prone to buds and insects and will not last long.

Aunt Liu couldn't stay. Brother Zhao had done well in business before, but he was often too busy. Now in Yuanzhou, she didn't know what to do, so she went to Hexi to inquire. Hexi only said, it was very good. He had given it away several times. When it comes to chili and duck, you have to wait half a day for them to be unloaded.

There are so many customers in the store that it's hard to move things in.

Aunt Liu came back and thought about it, called Brother Zhou to pack his things, and wanted to rush over as soon as possible.

Brother Zhao left a job for them, but he must have not hired anyone at this time. If they are not here, Brother Zhao may not be able to handle it.

Chapter 259

Brother Zhou was packing up his clothes and bedding, while looking into the courtyard: "Mom, the millet and corn are not dry yet, what should I do?"

Aunt Liu was collecting the dishes and chopsticks, fearing they would be broken on the road, she was outside. With the straw bag, he was silent for a moment after hearing this, and said: "Bring them all over! Otherwise, Brother Zhao will have to spend money to buy them when we go to Yuanzhou. The grain sold outside is very valuable."

The merchants bought grain from them at low prices, and then Sold at a high price, the Liu family didn't have much land, and the millet recovered was only a few bags. It had been dried in the sun in previous years, and after paying taxes, the leftovers were not enough to last for two months.

Aunt Liu thought for a while and realized that the millet was half dry now. She took it to Yuanzhou and the whole family would finish it in less than a month. It would be fine if it was not so dry.

She didn't plan to pay the grain tax this fall, so she sent money to the village chief's house so that he could help pay it when the official came.

If we don't encounter severe droughts and floods, the harvest of crops in the fields will not be much different.

On the way to deliver food to Zuixiaolou, Brother Zhou found Yang Mingyi and asked if it would be okay to do it for Du Xiaodu's family.

During the Chinese New Year, Yang Mingyi went to Du's house for dinner, and Angkor helped in the kitchen. They all knew each other and it was natural.

Angkor's child has grown up, and Mrs. Du can carry him to the fields on her back. Growing vegetables is not a particularly tiring job. In addition, it can earn money, and Mrs. Du has endless energy to do it. I have to serve dishes every day.

If the vegetable seedlings are watered more, they will not only grow faster, but they will also taste more tender and taste better.

When they found out about this, the Zhou family was extremely angry. Although Fang Zichen was no longer in the village, they did not dare to make trouble. Yuanzhou was not too far from the village. If they made trouble, Brother Zhou asked the village chief to take care of them. In short, Fang Zichen was afraid that he would come back in the dark. The Zhou family could only keep cursing in their own yard, saying that Brother Zhou had no conscience.

I didn't give them to them before because the Liu family also had to make a living and make money, but what about now? There is a better way out, they can all move to Yuanzhou, why don't they give this job to their own family? Isn't this heartless?

Several neighbors heard it and secretly shook their heads.

We can't say that Brother Zhou has no conscience. If the Zhou family hadn't come to the door to make trouble and said those hurtful words, the Liu family and Brother Zhou would have thought of their own family if something good happened.

Now, I can only say that it was my own doing.

Brother Zhao had to be busy in the store and had to ask Fang Zichen to find a room for Brother Zhou.

Fang Zichen was making paintbrushes in the room. Hearing these words, he didn't even raise his eyelids.

"Go to Liu Xiaowen!"

Isn't this person here? For this kind of thing, if the son doesn't run, why should he run in front of the horse and behind the horse? After all, it is someone else's place to live, not just for a few days. If you want to live for a long time, you should choose the one you like, so that you can live comfortably. Liu Xiaowen is a son and husband, and he should know their preferences clearly. If he chooses something inappropriate, It's hard to do what you want.

Brother Zhao gnawed on ice cream and sat next to him: "Xiao Wen can't go."

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Zichen became unhappy.

"Why can't he go? It's not like he's going to eat shit. It's such a hot day, you feel sorry for me!"

Brother Zhao was startled for a moment, then when he saw Fang Zichen staring at him and looking at him angrily, he realized it and couldn't help laughing. .

"Did you drink vinegar today? Does it smell so strong?"

Fang Zichen snorted and glanced sideways at him: "The vinegar smell isn't very strong, so you should cry. I don't like you for being like this. If I treat others like this, some people I'm afraid I'm going to scratch the wall in a hurry."

Brother Zhao was happy after hearing this. He stood up and sat on Fang Zichen's lap, hugging his neck. His mouth was so cold that it turned red from the cold, and he kissed her on the face. However, the cold air disappeared in an instant, and Fang Zichen's body seemed to be on fire, trying to resist it.

He felt that his blood was boiling, and when he saw Brother Zhao stopped kissing him once, he put down what he was doing and pinched his waist.

"Kiss you once and then stop kissing. You only have this ability. If you are capable, how many more can you love me?"

Brother Zhao buried his neck in his neck and laughed: "How many kisses do you need to be considered capable? "You can't tell the difference between east and west, "

Fang Zichen leaned back in his chair: "Come on, fuck me hard!" He pointed out! He touched his left cheek and said, "Stop here, come on, baby."

Brother Zhao smiled, held his face and kissed him. After having enough trouble, he lay on Fang Zichen's chest and said, "Xiao Wen can't go. , because I'm afraid he won't be able to come back after he goes there."

Fang Zichen choked up when he told Liu Xiaowen what happened before.

This is definitely a talent!

Yuanzhou is connected in all directions, with small alleys going around and around. According to Brother Zhao, as soon as Liu Xiaowen went out, he might end up in the capital again.

Fang Zichen sighed.

"I'll take him with me! As long as I'm here, he won't be able to lose it."

Brother Zhao: "Yeah! It's okay."

Fang Zichen led Liu Xiaowen away, looking for the same tooth shop manager from before.

Normally, when business comes to your door, you must be happy, but when I met Fang Zichen, the manager's face was sad, but a little happy.

After Brother Zhao opened the store, the manager visited it and found that the business in the store was bustling.

In the past few days, the names of ice cream, duck necks and bubble claws have been spread all over Yuanzhou City. Just this, and you are saying that the Feng Shui of the shop is not good?

The manager felt that he was being cheated, but when someone said that the person who rented his shop was a scholar, he immediately did not dare to come to him.

Send someone out to inquire carefully. Oh, it's the one with diarrhea who tops the list in the hospital examination. The person in charge will be happy.

I thought I suffered the loss of being dumb, but this time it is different. If a talented scholar goes up in the future and becomes a high official, then his job will be enough to boast about it. Thinking about it this way, it seems that he is not at a loss anymore.

Now people are coming to your door, either buying slaves or looking for a house again.

But you have to be more vigilant and don't let others fool you again.

When they heard that they were renting a house, the manager immediately showed Fang Zichen and Liu Xiaowen to several yards. They were all two-bedroom apartments, and they were all on Xiangling Street. However, they were not close to the main road and were behind shops.

Those close to the main road all have facades, but the prices are expensive for doing business. The houses at the back are crowded, and some are surrounded by high walls. The lighting is not very good, and the walls are still overgrown. moss.

Liu Xiaowen didn't have any requirements. He just wanted to be cheap enough, waterproof, and have a place to rest at night.

The good boys all went to school, and Liu Xiaowen also thought that when Yoyo came, he would also find an academy to send him to.

Studying was a waste of money, so he thought he could save as much as he could.

I looked at several houses and they seemed to be similar.

After all, it is a rented house, and if it is intentionally damaged, you will have to pay for it, so the first tenants are careful. Fang Zichen asked Liu Xiaowen for his opinion, and Liu Xiaowen said to let him make the decision.

In the end, Fang Zichen chose a place closest to his shop. It has two rooms and a living room outside. It can be changed in the future for Liuluo to live in, and the lighting is good. At least it is bright. Like the places he looked at first, it is The courtyard is surrounded by walls. Once you open the door and go in, the room is dark at noon.

The price here is 900 yuan a month.

Liu Xiaowen's eyes widened after hearing the steward's quotation.

Is Fang Zichen the master who gives whatever he wants?

That's definitely not the case!

Immediately, they negotiated the price with others: "Boss, you are so insincere! Please be less!"

The steward slapped his thigh: "Oh, Fang Xiucai, I really don't make any money for you at this price."

"Who are you? Yeah?" Fang Zichen said.

Liu Xiaowen just watched the two of them spitting back and forth. At first, Fang Zichen always looked like he was in a state of glory. Liu Xiaowen had not been getting along with him for a long time, and was a little afraid of him. He felt that he was not on the same level as him, and there was a gap. This Seeing someone bargaining in such a down-to-earth manner, Liu Xiaowen suddenly felt that there was no difference between this person and himself.

Fang Zichen came prepared and brought his own 'wine'. His mouth was dry, so he drank a few mouthfuls and then started fighting with the steward. The steward was unprepared and his mouth was dry.

He wanted to turn around and leave, as this business was too big to be done, but Fang Zichen clasped his shoulders and smiled at him.

He didn't say anything, but the general feeling in charge was that the person's unspoken words were: 'Do you dare to take a step and give it a try? Try and die. '

With Fang Zichen's status, it's really hard for him to leave.

The person in charge didn't relent, hoping that Fang Zichen would "get out of the way" first, but after almost two hours of scolding and slashing, the person in charge couldn't help but relent.

What can I do if I don't let go?

Unless I die, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of here today.

Finally, the deal was made for 650 yuan.

Fang Zichen and others signed the deed, and Liu Xiaowen was still penniless. Fang Zichen paid two months in advance, and then led the people back with satisfaction.

It was also a coincidence that the house had just been rented, and Aunt Liu's family arrived the next afternoon. At this moment, the cold products in the store have just been sold out, and the customers have just relaxed.

Hexi sent chili peppers along the way. There were four large sacks stacked on top of each other, estimated to weigh several hundred kilograms. Plus the Liu family's large and small baggage, the old cow was panting heavily from exhaustion.

Brother Zhao happened to see him at the door and rushed to greet him.

"Uncle Zhao." Yoyo jumped out of the car and rushed towards Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao touched his head: "Here you are? Is it hard on the road?"

It was indeed hard.

The sun was shining brightly and hot at noon. Last time Fang Zichen brought mung bean cakes to relieve the heat. The Liu family had nothing but a gourd of water and a few steamed buns. Moreover, the village chief drove the ox cart steadily. I was afraid of tiring the cows, so I didn't drive them very much. For a young man from Hexi, the cows were driven as fast as a racing car.

He was used to sitting on his own, so he didn't think anything of it. Coupled with his carelessness, the four members of the Liu family, the old and the young, were jolted so hard that their bones almost fell apart. Later, Uncle Liu couldn't stand it anymore and let him Slower.

Brother Zhao welcomed them into the house. Liu Xiaowen was plucking duck feathers in the yard. When he heard the noise, he looked up and his eyes instantly turned red.

"Father, mother, brother Zhou~"

Aunt Liu wiped her eyes and asked uncertainly: "Xiaowen?"

Liu Xiaowen stood up, holding a duck feather in his hand, looking at the old and old Aunt Liu who did not dare to recognize it. Tears: "It's me, mother~"

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Chapter 260

Fang Zichen stretched his head out of the window, as if watching a play, and saw Liu Xiaowen and Aunt Liu hugging each other. Uncle Liu and Brother Zhou stood aside, silently wiping tears, looking up at this, and then watching Look at that.

He had no impression of Liu Xiaowen. He was already very uneasy when he came to a strange place. Now he saw that everyone in his family was crying, so he kept tugging at Brother Zhou's clothes.

Aunt Liu kept beating Liu Xiaowen while crying.

"Where have you been all these years? You're still panting and you don't know how to come back."

Liu Xiaowen let her beat him, saying that he didn't go home all these years because he didn't want to go home, but because he had no choice.

It's really hard to get food!

Aunt Liu cried and said: "You haven't been good at doing things since you were a child. You go out to cut pig grass. Once you cut it in the mountains, you don't know how to come back. Your father and I have to search all over the mountains. The same goes for cutting firewood. In the end, nothing happened." I thought, you are not good at cutting pig grass and chopping firewood, but you are so useless even if you are still alive, and you don't know how to send a letter back. We were at home and saw that someone from the next village went to serve with you, and there was something missing. All the people with broken arms and legs have come back, but if you don't come back, the people in the village will say that you died outside. You don't know how sad your father and I are, and Brother Zhou, every time we hear people say that."

Liu Xiaowen choked with sobs . "Mom, I'm sorry for you!"

Liu Xiaowen had also thought about asking someone to write a letter to the Feng family and ask someone to escort him back, or to go to the inn to have someone send him back.

But at that time, he was far away from the capital, more than 100,000 miles away from home, and people were expensive. He also thought that there were some places outside where bandits were in power, and he couldn't guarantee whether he would be able to return home alive. Even if he could, I don't know how long it will take to make my family miss me for nothing. Go somewhere closer to home and write another letter to my family!

Later, he couldn't find a job and was forced to beg for food. Even food and fare were problems. How could he have any money left to write letters home? Moreover, when the scholar who was writing for him saw him approaching, he waved his hand away without waiting for him to speak, so he was not willing to help him.

On human territory, Liu Xiaowen did not dare to offend others. After being rejected several times, he did not dare to ask again.

After hugging Aunt Liu, it was Uncle Liu's turn next. Uncle Liu was a taciturn man with red eyes. He patted Liu Xiaowen on the shoulder and said, just come back, just come back.

Brother Zhou arrived behind him, coming one by one like a big star meeting fans offline to give gifts. Fang Zichen wondered if he should also queue up to show his appreciation.

Liu Xiaowen hugged Brother Zhou tightly, with such force that he seemed to be embedded in his flesh and blood. He let go after a moment and then helped Brother Zhou wipe his tears. Although he was not outside, there were people beside him. He was so shameless. Bo couldn't say much. The words between husband and wife were different from those of Aunt Liu. He was thinking about having a good chat with Brother Zhou in the evening. He suppressed all the words and emotions and knelt down to look at Liu Liu.

Liuyou looked up at him and stared at him for a while. She was frightened by his "wolf-like" look, like a big bad wolf seeing a little white rabbit. He ran behind Brother Zhao and hugged Zhao. Brother's legs, his head peeked out from behind him to peek at Liu Xiaowen.

"Yao Liu." Liu Xiaowen came over, excited and trembling when he spoke: "I am your father! Come here, come here and let father take a good look at you."

Liu Liu couldn't pass by. He looked around and saw Xie Xiaoyu holding a plate of chicken feet. Zhan, he didn't know Lin Xiaoxia and Li Yanmei, and he wasn't very familiar with them. When he saw Xiaofeng, he wanted to rush over, but Xiaofeng was not tall and felt insecure when he looked at him. Finally, he locked his eyes on Fang Zichen and looked at him. He rushed over.

"Uncle Fang, help me~"

Liu Xiaowen choked up. He felt that Fang Zichen was not easy to get close to, and he felt distant when he looked at him. However, his children were more afraid of him than Fang Zichen.

Brother Zhou saw that he was so frightened that he didn't even know how to enter, so he stood under the window and jumped up and down with his hands raised. Fang Zichen leaned out of the window and lifted him up.

"That's your father! What are you afraid of?" Youyou

turned around and glanced at Liu Xiaowen. Seeing that he was looking at her, her body tensed up and she quickly turned back and said, "He is like a monster, he seems to want to eat me."

Brother Zhou laughed. He still doesn't know what the monster looks like. He only knows that it specializes in eating people. He could understand everything Liu Liu said before, but later he often went to see Guaizi and stayed with Fang Zichen. Over time, he always likes to say things he doesn't understand.

Seeing Liu Xiaowen looking a little lonely, Brother Zhou said: "Who told you to look at him like that just now? It's like a hungry dog ​​seeing a meat bun, but it must scare the child."

"How can I not be excited to see my son? !" Liu Xiaowen said: "I was like this before. Xiaofeng and Guaizi were not afraid of me. This kid is too timid."

Brother Zhao: "..."

It wasn't that he wasn't afraid. Xiaofeng was hugged by Liu Xiaowen before he had time to react. He didn't even have a chance to run away. The boy was so scared that he hid under the quilt.

Isn't this still scary?

Aunt Liu was happy, patted Liu Xiaowen, and said: "It is inevitable for children to recognize their children. If we live together for a long time, if you treat him well, he will not be afraid of you. Let's move the things in first!"

The house was yesterday's I just rented it, and I haven't had time to clean it yet, and the furniture hasn't been purchased yet. It's too busy at the moment, so I can only make do with it for one night.

Fang Zichen is going to keep vigil, and that room can accommodate Brother Zhou, Aunt Liu and Liu Liu, and Uncle Liu and Liu Xiaowen together.

The beds in several rooms are large and not crowded.

Liu Xiaowen was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He was very diligent and moved everything to the backyard. Seeing Aunt Liu pick up a big baggage, Liu Xiaowen stretched out his hand and said, "Mom, let me do it! It's a long journey." Come on, take a rest first."

Aunt Liu shook her head: "I'm not tired, I'm used to working."

"Mom, don't be polite to me, I..."

The baggage is just a few square pieces. It was just folded in half and tied with a knot. It was not strong to begin with. There were a lot of things packed inside, and it was bumpy all the way. It only took two pulls and it fell apart.

Some clothes fell inside, as well as a tablet. There was a clang, which was very loud. Among the clothes on the floor, the rosewood-colored ones were also particularly conspicuous.

People all over the yard looked over.

Aunt Liu's face looked a bit off. When she saw Liu Xiaowen bending down to pick up the tablet, it was too late to stop her.

Although Liu Xiaowen could not read a single Chinese character, he still knew his own name.

He looked at his tablet, his breathing suddenly became tight, and he looked at Aunt Liu with a strange expression.

"Mom, what is this?"

Aunt Liu was embarrassed to say: "This is, this is..."

"Not only the people in the village thought I was dead, but also you, right?" Liu Xiaowen couldn't laugh now. , asked Aunt Liu: "Mom, you didn't build a tomb for me in the village, did you?"

That's not true.

She went to the town to have a memorial tablet made.

Although I don't want to admit that Liu Xiaowen is dead, there is a war! How many people have fought in ancient times?

Each time a large group of people served, but after two or three years, only a few came back.

Liu Xiaowen never came back, so she didn't have to think too much.

Aunt Liu refused to admit that Liu Xiaowen was dead, but after hearing people say it too much, she couldn't help but think more about it.

Shilitun is a remote and remote area, surrounded by mountains. No major roads can lead to it. You have to walk ten miles of small roads to get to the village, so it was named Shilitun.

Shilitun is even worse than Xiaohe Village. There is less farmland in Shilitun. Most of the men there make a living by hunting. But hunting is a job that can make money and make a big meal if you have skills. He could barely make ends meet, but he could be considered a hunter after all. He ran in the mountains all the year round, and his physique was stronger than ordinary people. When he was serving in the army, many people went to Shilitun.

As a result, after two years, only three or two came back.

Human hunter! The wild boar and tiger were beaten, and they just went away and never came back. Her son Liu

Xiaowen, a thin and small boy, followed her to the fields when he was a child. When he saw a snake, he didn't know how to run away. The snake He stood up and spit the message to him, and he cried. Later, Aunt Liu drove the snake away and asked him why he didn't run. He said that his legs were too weak and he couldn't run.

Aunt Liu often dreams about her son standing helpless on the battlefield with a hoe in his arms, surrounded by smoke. The enemy is wearing a tiger skin, like a bandit, riding a horse and rushing toward her son with a knife. She The son looked like a chicken in front of the tall horse and stood frozen on the spot with fright.

The enemy came to her son, grabbed the horse's rope, leaned down and looked at her son: "Why don't you run? Do you look down on me?"

Her son's two bamboo pole-like legs shook non-stop: "I... "..."

The enemy didn't want to talk nonsense about her son, and slapped her son directly. Her son turned back twice, fell to the ground, and died.

Aunt Liu always gets scared when she has this dream.

She didn't believe her son was dead, but what if her son was really dead? There is no memorial tablet, and no incense can be offered there. I am afraid that if someone down there becomes a ghost, they will starve to death.

After much thought, Aunt Liu secretly carried Uncle Liu and Brother Zhou to the town, sold two baskets of eggs, exchanged money for someone to help get a memorial tablet, and hid her own clothes when she came back. In the small cabinet, Uncle Liu would not move the box. She took it out and offered some incense when Uncle Liu went to the ground.

Liu Xiaowen didn't know what to say, and everyone in the yard couldn't help but laugh.

Aunt Liu said coquettishly: "Give it to me! I'll chop

it up later and use it as firewood." "Keep it," Liu Xiaowen said, "You'll need it in the future anyway."

Aunt Liu slapped him in the back: "What? You are talking nonsense, it is unlucky to keep this thing, and it is not worth a few bucks."

When Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao came, they not only brought pots and pans, but also picked up the vegetable seedlings planted in the yard. It was like plucking the hair, and the three layers of the hair were shaved off. Brother Zhao originally felt that he was going too far, but it was obvious that Aunt Liu and Brother Zhou were taking care of him, and he was ashamed of himself.

Among the large and small baggage, there were wooden chopsticks, green onion roots still covered with soil, and half a basket full of chicken manure.

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Brother Zhao didn't know what to say to the half basket of chicken manure.

Aunt Liu was arranging things and was busy. Seeing Brother Zhao staring at the chicken manure she specially brought without saying a word, she said:

"This thing is best for growing things. I brought some green onion roots. I also brought the leaking washbasin at home. I will find some soil to plant it later. Although the leaves of these wild onions are small, they are much more fragrant than those sold outside. When you cook noodles in the morning, put some in or take some. Come make dumplings and keep them delicious."

Brother Zhao nodded.

The wild onions from the mountains at home are indeed very fragrant. When he came to Yuanzhou, he cooked noodles several times and sprinkled chopped green onions on them, but Fang Zichen always said that the chopped green onions were not fragrant at all and that he might have bought a fake.

After all, Aunt Liu knows how to live a good life, she should learn from her, Brother Zhao thought.

After everything was settled, Fang Zichen went to Wu's house and brought the good boy back.

When the little guy heard that his little bamboo horse was coming, he was so excited that he trotted back all the way and started to cry when he got outside the door.

"Liu Liu..."

A voice came quickly from the yard.

"Good boy..."

"Yoo Liu..."

"Good boy..."

The two children met in the shop and then hugged each other.

"Liu Liu, you are finally here. If you don't come, hurry up and I will forget you~"

They kissed each other. The two brothers looked so good and went to the backyard hand in hand.

After dinner, Brother Zhao tidied up, and then went to watch the night with Fang Zichen. Originally, Brother Zhao had sneaked in, and Brother Zhao thought that the good boy would be willing to stay at home, but when he saw that they were about to go out, the good boy still ran away. Come over.

This time I brought a change of clothes and arrived at Yizhuang. Fang Zichen and Guaizi were training, and Brother Zhao went to the nearby forest to collect some firewood.

He is restless.

Making braised meat at home requires burning firewood every day. In the past, a bundle of firewood only cost a few cents in Fu'an Town, but it was more expensive in Yuanzhou. Not far in front of Yizhuang is a peanut field, and on the right is a forest with few people. When I came here to collect firewood, there were quite a lot of dry branches falling on the ground.

Save some money if you can.

After a while, he picked up two bundles. Brother Zhao carried the firewood to the road outside the forest, wiped his sweat and walked back.

"Have you finished practicing?" He saw Fang Zichen and Guaizi sitting on the ground and said, "Let's go wash up!"

Fang Zichen stood up and said with a smile, "Okay! I don't know if the big brother came the day before yesterday. If you come, you have to tell him not to drink our foot-washing water again."

Brother Zhao couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the man's face that he was about to vomit.

There are a lot of mosquitoes in the wild in summer, so Brother Zhao bought some mosquito repellent ointment, washed it and applied it directly on his body after he came back.

The past few nights were good, with no rain and no accidents. Fang Zichen just felt that this job was really easy to do. His wages were paid every day and he received his money in the morning. It felt windy when he walked.

It's a bit gloomy today. Brother Zhao is afraid that it will rain at night, so he spreads bamboo mats under the eaves of the gate.

At first, they just slept in the open space in front of the gate. At that time, they were afraid and didn't dare to get too close. But after sleeping here for a few nights, Brother Zhao felt that Shouyizhuang was nothing special. Every day When he came in the evening, he felt like he was home.

Fang Zichen read for a while more, and then he was ready to take a rest at around 9:30.

He got up and went to the avenue to take a break, but he heard the rustling in the peanut field. It would be quite windy, but he was sure that it wasn't the wind.

A man is squatting in the peanut field pulling peanuts.

Looking at the back, he should be a man.

Fang Zichen wanted to sigh.

It's not easy to still be working at such a late hour.

When he entered the peanut field, the man heard the sound and stiffened for a moment, then turned his head. When he saw Fang Zichen, he turned his head again and continued pulling.

It was the man who drank their foot-washing water last time.

Fang Zichen came over and squatted aside.

"Brother, why are you here to pull peanuts so late? Why don't you come during the day?" In the evening, he and Brother Zhao went to wash their feet, but no one was seen.

"Hmm!" The man said: "Of course you have to come at night to pull out other people's peanuts."

Fang Zichen: "..."

How can he be so calm after seeing him? His mental quality is very strong!

"Boss Zhang hired me to work some time ago," the man said, "We agreed to thirty cents a day, but yesterday when we paid the bill, he said I was too slow and deducted ten cents a day from me."

This peanut land is very big . There are more weeds than peanuts, but in the past few days, the weeds have been removed. It takes two or three days to work on such a large area, so it's not slow!

Fang Zichen felt that if it were him, he wouldn't be able to finish it in less than ten days and a half.

This boss is really inhumane.

Fang Zichen said angrily: "Brother, let me help you pull it out."

After all, he didn't dare to steal too much, so the man got two big bundles, chatted with Fang Zichen for a few more words, and then left with the load.

Fang Zichen only squatted for more than half an hour. He was so tired because of his sore waist and back pain. He lay down on the bamboo mat and fell asleep after a while.

In the middle of the night, while sleeping, Brother Zhao suddenly felt a pain in his calf, as if he had been hit by something.

He sat up and looked around.

The sky was dark in the evening, and I thought it was going to rain, but unexpectedly it turned out to be sunny again. There was a bright moon in the sky, and the cool moonlight poured down.

He found a stone at his feet.

Brother Zhao paused.

Guai Zai and Fang Zichen were sleeping soundly.

With a 'dong' sound, another small stone hit his feet.

Brother Zhao's heart skipped a beat and he stared at the stone when he suddenly heard crying coming from the forest on the right.

This voice was very weird, a little hoarse, and it was obviously so miserable that Youyuan sounded like she was crying, but it also seemed like she was laughing, which only made people feel creepy.

Brother Zhao felt that his whole body was stiff. Like a machine, he slowly turned his head and looked towards the place where the sound came from. He saw a strange figure standing vaguely next to him where the firewood was placed.

Brother Zhao's breath was suffocated. The infinite fear, coupled with the darkness, silence and confusion when he woke up, made his heart freeze.

What was chilling was that the thing originally had its back turned to him, but now it seemed to have noticed something and turned around slowly.

It was right at the edge of the forest, with thick branches above it, blocking some of the night light. It was dark and gloomy, and it was hard to see clearly. I could only see clearly that the other person was dressed in red and had a pair of mandarin duck shoes on his feet. His hair was disheveled and his face couldn't be seen clearly.

It waved towards Brother Zhao, its movements were as soft as a bone, its voice was rough and hoarse, like a broken bellows, and it sounded like someone had cut its Adam's apple, making a whooshing sound.

"Come on... Come on..."

Brother Zhao felt his spine tighten for a while, and then his whole body trembled and went limp.

The thing is still calling, as if bewitching: "Come on..."

Brother Zhao swallowed, groped with his hands, pulled the thin quilt aside, covered his head, and then lay down.

He must be too tired and hallucinating. My husband said that there are no ghosts in the world.

"..."

That thing stopped barking.

Brother Zhao was exhaling when another 'dong' sound was heard.

It was the sound of stones falling on the bamboo mat.

Brother Zhao felt like a light on his back. He couldn't care anymore. He quickly shook Fang Zichen and shouted in a crying tone: "Husband, husband..."

Fang Zichen was sleeping soundly, rubbing his eyes. He had woken up angry before. As a big boy, after following Brother Zhao, he gradually became more restrained. No matter how sleepy he was, no matter how fierce Gu's anger came, he would not vent his anger on Brother Zhao and Guaizi.

At this moment, he just sat up and said in a sleepy voice: "Are you going to pee again?"

As he said this, he was about to reach over Brother Zhao to hug him, but Brother Zhao suddenly held him back.

His hands were terribly cold, as if they were soaked in the ice of the twelfth lunar month, and his body was trembling. Fang Zichen frowned and suddenly woke up.

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

Brother Zhao said nothing, closed his eyes and only raised his hand to point.

Fang Zichen looked along his hand and his eyes widened.

Fuck.

What the hell?

Is this Ah Piao?

The thing waved to Fang Zichen again, with the same eerie voice.

"Come on... Come on..."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Oh ho!

Fang Zichen stood up and said loudly: "Wait,

I'll be here soon." Brother Zhao grabbed him and said, "Husband, don't go there."

"Don't be afraid." Fang Zichen patted the back of his hand.

Brother Zhao couldn't help being scared when he saw him leaving. Seeing that the good boy was still sleeping, he shook him awake.

"Daddy~" The good boy scratched his butt, turned over, and wanted to continue sleeping, but Brother Zhao shook him again.

"Dad?" The good boy squinted his eyes and sat up: "Dad, what are you doing, Simo?"

Brother Zhao looked at Fang Zichen with a good look, fearing that he would be in danger, but then he saw Fang Zichen approaching, surrounding the The female ghost walked around in a circle, then pointed her hand and told it to get lost.

The female ghost remained unmoved.

"Aren't you leaving?" Fang Zichen put his hands on his waist and came closer: "Brother, give me some face! My husband is looking at me! If you don't leave if you tell me to, this will make me lose face!"

The other party didn't say.

Fang Zichen laughed angrily and said: "If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty. Don't cry for father and mother later." After saying this, he jumped up and slapped the ghost on top of his head. With a 'pop' sound, Zhao Zhao When my brother heard the sound, he couldn't help but trembled.

The female ghost staggered due to his beating and almost lost her balance and fell to the ground.

"Can you give me some face? Are you looking down on me when I ask you to give me no face? Are you asking me to beat you? Damn it."

As soon as the female ghost stood firm, Fang Zichen hit her again and pulled her hair.

It seems like a ghost - it's nothing special!

Brother Zhao suddenly got up from the mat, ran over, and joined the battle.

"Husband, let me help you." Brother Zhao started to pull off its clothes.

The female ghost seemed to have encountered two bullies who had no martial ethics. They used force as soon as they came up, but resistance was useless and she could only twist and struggle.

Another one jumped out of the woods.

Brother Zhao: "..."

Then another one popped up.

Both of them had disheveled hair, and the two ghosts surrounded Zhao Geer and Fang Zichen.

Brother Zhao looked at them, and then at the ghost in his hand who was being skinned by him on the ground.

Has he reached a ghost cave?

Why one after another?

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Fang Zichen held his forehead and felt speechless.

Do these people really think he is stupid?

Just wear red clothes and let your hair down, just to scare him? Are you looking at someone?

To this extent?

He simply didn't take him seriously.

He was proud when he thought of his feats as a child.

Back then, he was tricked by his second brother into playing in a haunted house. He was still young and was not allowed to enter. I don't know what his second brother said to his colleagues, but the staff actually agreed.

The haunted house ranks in the top three of the top ten scary places. Patients with high blood pressure and heart disease are not even qualified to pass by. Many adventurers who claim to have even fought ghosts went in, but ended up standing up and lying on a stretcher. After I came out, I woke up in the hospital and was transferred directly to a mental hospital.

They were very professional in pretending to be ghosts. They put on makeup to make them look like they were, and they also had music and the scene facilities were in place. He was not afraid of it. He was eight years old at the time and didn't know it was a person pretending to be a ghost. He just thought it was real. Yes, later he and his second brother were chased by those things and were accidentally separated. He hid in a room and was chased by the ghosts all the time. He was quite unconvinced and felt embarrassed. Then he stood guard at the door, holding his breath, waiting for the ghost to come out.

As soon as the ghost comes out, he's like, "Assi!" He shouted and slapped him: "Who else is there?"

When the second ghost came, he called out "Axiba" again and slapped him.

At that time, he had been practicing Muay Thai for more than half a year, and his hands were very strong.

The ghost was knocked unconscious by him.

Every ghost is like this.

Most of the ghosts in the haunted house are kept in their rooms by him and are not allowed to leave. They say, children, we are not ghosts! Could you please open the door and let us out? We still have to work!

Fang Zichen put his arm around his waist: "Don't think that you have tried to lie to me since I was a child. I won't be fooled!"

He didn't just wait and wait, but he took the initiative and took the initiative. Most of the ghosts in the haunted house were dragged into the room and locked up by him. The staff From the surveillance camera, I was afraid that if this situation continued, all the 'ghosts' would be wiped out. It was no good, so he came in and said, "Kid, don't fight, don't fight."

Fang Zichen's eyes turned red. Before he could finish his words, he said "Assi" and slapped him again.

Later, Fang's father and mother sent a lawyer to negotiate with others and paid a lot of money, so the matter was settled. After that, his second brother was not allowed to take him to watch Korean dramas anymore. Throughout the summer vacation, he was held down by his grandfather and watched two months of legal lectures.

He didn't think it was scary at all. These little bastards in front of him were trying to scare him. It was really unreasonable.

Fang Zichen chased and beat the two men.

Seeing that Fang Zichen was difficult to deal with, the two men shouted: "We've encountered a tough situation, brothers, find helpers and copy the guy."

Fang Zichen chased after him: "It's useless to ask your ancestors to come out."

Another one jumped out of the forest, and Fang Zichen went over one by one, beating them until they screamed.

Seeing that they were no match for them, those people thought of thirty-six strategies and decided to take the best option.

But how could Fang Zichen let them run away so easily, dragging someone with both hands and stepping on one of them.

Scare him, make him want to run away because he's bored? There is no such good thing in the world.

Brother Zhao was still beating the female ghost. Except for saying a few words at the beginning to scare people, the woman didn't want to say anything after that. The beating was so painful now that she couldn't bear it anymore. He began to beg.

"Brother, stop fighting, stop fighting."

Brother Zhao was stunned.

Not a ghost?

Nabai was happy.

There was a hemp rope used to tie the coffin in the Yi Zhuang. Fang Zichen asked Brother Zhao to open the door and bring the hemp rope.

After tying up the man, Brother Zhao pursed his lips, poked Fang Zichen's waist, and motioned him to look at the good boy.

The good boy stood on the bamboo mat with his bare little feet as big as eggs, as dumb as a chicken, as if he was scared to death. Seeing them looking over, he hurriedly wiped away his tears.

He smiled and sniffed: "Father, daddy~"

Fang Zichen used to think that this child was so cute when he smiled, with big eyes and crooked eyes, but now he was holding on, smiling at him with a runny nose, which was worse than crying. It's ugly, but I just find it hilarious.

He walked over, bent down, and put his hands on his knees: "Er smash, are you scared?"

Guaizai forced a smile and stuttered: "Hehe, darling, hehe... Guaizai is not afraid."

Fang Zichen He laughed. The bamboo mat that Brother Zhao bought was well woven and very tight and strong. The water under the boy's feet had not penetrated yet, and it was glowing slightly in the moonlight.

Fang Zichen pointed: "Then what is this?"

The boy looked down and his face turned red.

Fang Zichen asked, "You're not afraid, so why did you pee your pants?"

The boy opened his pants and looked inside. A small meatworm the size of a silkworm was hanging between his legs, as if he was sleeping soundly. He looked up at Fang Zichen and was very surprised. Seriously, he said: "My penis is leaking! Why is Simo so horny all of a sudden?"

Fang Zichen: "..."

It's obvious that he just pissed himself.

This damn kid, at such a young age, actually knows how to save face.

Brother Zhao covered his mouth and laughed from behind. It was windy at night, so he was afraid that the child would catch cold. Brother Zhao helped him take off his pants and wrapped him in a thin quilt.

The good boy is still trying to explain: "Dad, the good boy is really not wearing his diapers and his penis is not obedient. As soon as the good boy sees those ghosts, the good boy will go to the west. They are benevolent, and the good boy has dazzling eyes." "

Brother Zhao touched his head, with a smile in his eyes: "Really?"

"Xidi, Xidi," the boy said loudly.

Brother Zhao laughed directly.

"Daddy, don't laugh~"

...

Fang Zichen walked around the people he had bundled into a ball.

"Tell me why you came out to scare me."

After he finished speaking, a man was about to reply, but as soon as he moved his mouth, Fang Zichen kicked the man in the calf.

"Don't say anything, you are really brave."

Man: "..."

I want to say it, but you should give me time to speak! Damn it, sentence after sentence, what do you want me to say?

The woman next to her said quickly, fearing she would be beaten again.

In fact, they just make money.

Boss Tang and his father are dying. It is estimated that it will only happen this month. This matter is not a secret. Most of the doctors in Yuanzhou City have been invited by him. This matter has spread out like this, but people He is getting old and the road has come to an end. No matter how many doctors are consulted, there is no way to save his life.

Boss Tang is a filial man. When Father Tang was still in good health, every year on his birthday, visitors would be given jade bracelets and golden hairpins. Not to mention these, Boss Tang also asked someone to get some things outside recently, saying that he wanted to Buried with his father.

They inquired about this batch of things and heard that they contained jade, gold foil, and brocade, which were worth a lot of money, totaling more than three thousand taels.

In this way, there are also those previous birthday gifts...

Even if the rich are wealthy, the funeral objects are priced at sky-high prices. The poor, no matter how hard they work, will not be able to earn this amount in a lifetime. Some people even only have a thin wooden coffin or a mat when they die. .

Yuanzhou City is prosperous, and everyone on the street seems to be looking at the glamor, but in invisible places, there are also people who are struggling to survive, running around all day long for three meals a day.

The city is different from the countryside. People in the village will stutter regardless of anything as long as they are diligent. Like the Liu family in recent years, even if there is little land, they can be more diligent and go to the mountains more, dig some wild vegetables and eat some cornmeal, although it is not good. Eat, but fill your stomach.

But it's different in the city. Everything you look at is money. You have to buy vegetables and rice. If there is no well in the yard of your home, you still have to spend money to drink water. Without money, it is difficult to move even an inch. Without fields, once there is no work, there will be no food.

Once people are extremely poor, they will take the wrong approach.

This group of people originally wanted to scare Fang Zichen away. When the news about the haunting spread, naturally no one would be willing to do this job. Then only Daxiong would be the only one. He could guard the day but not the night. He could guard the black guard. But during the day, as a human being, it is impossible for him to stay awake twenty-four hours a day.

They had made a good plan. The first group of people would only hide in the woods and make some noise or howl twice before they were scared to death.

Last time, Mrs. Chen had a bad stomachache and there were a lot of mosquitoes in the forest. She only squatted for a while and her butt fattened up twice. She wanted to run out and go to the peanut field to deal with it, but the young man who was keeping watch accidentally saw her. , and passed away foaming at the mouth.

No one is brave.

Except this family of three.

Fang Zichen was angry.

"Then when other people come, if you don't come out to scare them, you will do this when I come. What do you mean? Are you deliberately going against me?"

Mrs. Chen felt unjust.

Why didn't you come out until it was your turn? That's because those people at the front don't need to take action personally.

At this moment, Mrs. Chen looked at Fang Zichen with uncontrollable resentment in her eyes.

This boy, his husband, and his little son, who is no more than knee high, are simply going too far.

On the first night, she hid in the woods and cried until her throat became hoarse. The family of three slept soundly.

The second night, her male wolf looked at the moon and howled all night long. The family of three still slept soundly.

On the third night, her eldest brother hung out his tongue and tilted his head, wandering on the street all night, and deliberately stamped his feet when walking, making a loud sound that made his legs weak. The family of three still looked like pigs.

It's not right to say that, pigs are not that powerful.

Mrs. Chen begged him to let him go, but Fang Zichen was not willing to do so. These people were so hateful that they beat him up and scared him to the point of peeing. Besides, if they were taken to the official, they would be able to get some benefits!

Chen's husband's face was a little green. His younger brother, his eldest brother, his wife, and himself would be tied up in a ball and served in a pot, which made him feel a little panicked. If only one of them had escaped, he wouldn't be so panicked and depressed. All the active men in the family have gone in, just two old men and one child. What will happen next?

His wrists were cut behind his back, making it difficult to move. He looked at Fang Zichen with obvious regret in his eyes. He could only beg and say, "Brother, please let us go! I have a seventy-year-old mother above me and a five-year-old girl below me." Children of this age cannot go to jail. Brother, please let us go."

Fang Zichen frowned and said nothing.

Brother Zhao came over at some point and stood behind Fang Zichen.

"Brother, please let us go this time! We really can't go to jail."

This kind of thing is considered theft. If you are escorted to the government, you will have to spend a few months in prison. If the theft involves a huge amount, then the prison sentence It is possible to sit and wear it at the bottom.

Fang Zichen didn't believe it. There were seniors and juniors. This is what bad guys in TV dramas say when they beg for mercy.

He won't be fooled.

Several people begged for a while, but when they saw that he showed no sign of relenting, they gradually stopped begging and shut up in despair.

Several men's eyes were red, but Chen was sobbing softly. The mountains were quiet at night. This cry was pitiful and pitiful, and it was even more penetrating than before.

Fang Zichen wanted to tell her to stop crying, but it was a person's prerogative to cry or not. He was in charge of heaven and earth, and could not control whether others farted or not! He pulled Brother Zhao and wanted to go back to sleep, but Brother Zhao didn't move.

"What's wrong?"

Chapter 263

Brother Zhao pointed.

Behind the two bundles of firewood he picked up today, there was a child hiding. He only had one pair of eyes exposed. When Fang Zichen looked over, he hurriedly squatted down.

"Jie'er~" Mrs. Chen shouted.

The little boy came running over. He was wearing rags and must have been hiding in the woods. Later, the Chen family never went back, so they found him.

He had a lot of big bulges on his body, especially on his neck and cheeks. When he came to Chen, he saw Chen kneeling on the ground. He went to help Chen, as if he wanted to make her stand up, but he couldn't help her. Only to find out she was tied up.

When Fang Zichen saw that he was trying to pull the rope but couldn't pull it, he started to raise his hand to gesture towards Chen in confusion.

When Fang Zichen saw him acting like this, he understood almost instantly that he was mute.

"Jie'er," Mrs. Chen said, "There are a lot of mosquitoes in the forest. You go back first."

The child shook his head and raised his hand to gesture.

Mrs. Chen coaxed him: "Mom and your father are playing games with your uncle. We can't leave now. You must be obedient and go back first."

The child looked at the man beside him.

The man nodded.

"Be good, listen to your mother and go back first! Dad will buy you buns when he comes home tomorrow."

Jie'er didn't move, only squatted down and stayed close to Chen.

When Mrs. Chen saw him like this, her tears fell even more fiercely.

These people certainly don't look like they come from well-off families. Their hair is so rough that they don't look good, and their palms and finger joints are full of calluses. They are hands that have been working all year round.

If the other person is a street gangster who wants to make a fortune without working hard, Fang Zichen would feel no pressure to turn the person over to the government. He would still think that he is doing harm to the people, but if the other person is so poor that he has no choice but to do so, he will do it. He sent the whole family in. What if they really have old people and children at home?

It is true that he is greedy for money, but he is not to the point where he would do any evil thing for the sake of money.

The red scarf is not for nothing.

Fang Zichen kicked one of the men and asked him if he had stolen anything before.

The man shook his head and said no, this was their first time, and their target was Boss Tang. At this moment, Boss Tang was still lying at home panting. What was he stealing? Stealing people's air?

Boss Tang had prepared so many burial objects for his father. They didn't want to steal them all, they just wanted to take two pieces so that no one else would find out.

Fang Zichen threatened: "Are what you said true or false? Don't lie to me, or I will dig up your ancestral graves."

Mrs. Chen quickly said: "Brother, we won't lie to you. My family is behind the Xinghe Street Cloth Shop. , there are really two old people at home, we have never stolen anything before, we are all honest people..."

Xiaojie seemed to understand, and he suddenly knelt down towards Fang Zichen. Maybe it was because he had a son at home. Seeing this kid kneeling down to him, Fang Zichen suddenly remembered that when he first arrived, the good boy had knelt down to him like this, and he suddenly felt an indescribable sourness in his heart.

He grabbed Xiaojie's back collar, lifted him up, and walked to Chen. "Don't do this kind of thing again next time." Fang Zichen sighed: "It is unethical to make money by killing people. Today you are If you meet me, you will be in trouble if you meet someone else."

Ms. Chen could hardly believe it. No matter how much she begged, the other party was indifferent. Now several people burst into tears: "I know, I know, we will never do this again. This is the kind of thing, thank you, brother, thank you, brother. "

Promise is the most useless thing, as long as you have a mouth, anyone can make it.

Today, for the sake of freedom, you can promise to him not to do it again. Tomorrow, if there is no rice in the pot, you may go back to your old business.

Although these people attempted to steal, it was not a good idea to have such thoughts.

But everything happens for a reason.

If he doesn't let him go today, Fang Zichen feels uncomfortable. If he lets him go, what if he steals things again in the future?

Just steal.

Just don't steal from him, Fang Zichen thought wickedly.

What he cares more about now is not whether the person will do the same thing again, but...

Brother Zhao saw him lying on the mat, feeling a little unhappy. He put his head on Fang Zichen's chest and asked: "What's wrong? Fang Zichen

said depressedly: "I heard that if you do good deeds, the government can give you a reward of one or two silver coins." Brother

Zhao put his hand on his waist and said with a smile, "Then you let him go?"

Frustrated: "What can I do if I don't let go?"

"Just follow your heart." Brother Zhao knew what he was thinking: "Most people are selfish. They benefit themselves first and then benefit others. They will It has nothing to do with you if you don't do it again. We just live our lives and do what we think is right. Didn't you say that if people don't do it for themselves, they will be punished by heaven and earth?"

Fang Zichen decided . Looking at him, he seemed to be seeing something extraordinary.

Brother Zhao poked him and said angrily: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Zhao Guoguo, I find what you just said makes sense. You were so courageous and powerful when you first started fighting." Fang Zichen pointed his orchid finger at Brother Zhao's chest: "Little Fangzi admires you so much today."

Brother Zhao lowered his voice and pinched his face: "I hate it, you are talking nonsense again, who is your brother. "You! "

Fang Zichen smiled, nuzzled his ears, and teased, "Don't you like me calling you that?"

Brother Zhao's body trembled for a moment as the warm breath touched his ears, and he laughed when he saw him. She immediately glared at him and said in an uneasy tone, "Yeah! I don't like it."

"No way! When I called you that before, you got so excited! You scratched my back violently." Fang Zichen Lying back, he put his hands on the back of his head, smiled mischievously, and said: "I..."

With a "pop", Brother Zhao slapped Fang Zichen on the lips, his face turned red: "Shut up" Mouth."

Fang Zichen: "..."

His mouth was numb.

Domestic violence!

I can't live this day.

Fang Zichen turned over in frustration and ignored him.

Brother Zhao looked at his back. After a while, he saw that this man seemed really angry and did not intend to hold him to sleep. He felt a little disappointed and regretful. He pursed his lips and sighed softly. He said: "Husband, I'm afraid."

A basin of water was poured on the burning match, completely extinguishing it.

But Fang Zichen wanted to save face, so he deliberately hummed, then turned around, put his arms around Brother Zhao's thin waist, and pulled him as far as he could.

"What are you afraid of? Didn't you just press people and beat them?"

"I'm just afraid." Brother Zhao said.

Fang Zichen saw that he didn't seem to be faking, and immediately waved his fist: "Don't be afraid, I'm here! When the monster comes, I will beat it until it cries for father and mother."

Brother Zhao felt warm in his heart and moved in his arms. He moved, found a comfortable seat, and then calmed down.

His eyes fell on Fang Zichen's slightly protruding Adam's apple, and the heat and desire in his eyes were undisguised. He took the initiative to move forward and kiss him, licking Fang Zichen's slightly cold thin lips with the tip of his warm tongue.

"Husband," he called.

Fang Zichen didn't respond, and his eyes were full of desire. But the time was wrong after all, so he slapped Brother Zhao on the butt.

When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse and low.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

Brother Zhao laughed. Under the moonlight, his handsome features were full of grace, and his face was full of innocence.

Fang Zichen whined and bit him on the face, sucking it like jelly, leaving a row of teeth marks, then imitated Brother Zhao and beat his chest, like a castrated little eunuch, his voice was high-pitched and delicate.

"Disgusting~"

Brother Zhao chuckled.

He knew that no matter what he did, even if Fang Zichen got angry again, as long as he softened his tone, Fang Zichen would have nothing to do with him.

Going back the next day, Fang Zichen carried two bundles of firewood and rested for a while. He sweated a lot and felt sticky and uncomfortable. He went to take a cold shower again. As soon as he entered the house and changed his clothes, Xiaofeng took a shower with a schoolbag on his back. Come in, eyes sparkling.

"Fang, Uncle Fang, thank you, thank you."

Fang Zichen turned him around and looked at the schoolbag on his back.

It is modeled after a modern backpack. It is brightly colored and embroidered with Xiaofeng's Q-version avatar. It has no zipper and is designed with a drawstring.

After Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao went out yesterday, someone from Xiuzhuang brought it to them.

Exactly four.

Two of my own, one is Jiaojiao, and the other is Liuliu.

Whatever Uncle Liu did in the past, there was always a good boy's share. Although they were all worthless little things, people had this intention. Fang Zichen thought that Liuliu was coming, and his own children had it, but he didn't. Shi was jealous, and it was not very good to have the same yard, so he made one for him. It didn't cost much money anyway.

Brother Zhao just took out the things and distributed them to a few children, but they were very happy.

They lined up and walked around the courtyard with their schoolbags on their backs.

One time he walked back and forth in front of Xie Xiaoyu and Li Yanmei to show off, and the next time he went to Brother Zhou to ask him if he looked good.

Liu Xiaowen felt very sad when he saw Yoyo and Guaizi holding Fang Zichen's calves, while Xiaofeng and Jiaojiao were still talking to him with their heads raised.

Yoyo and Xiaofeng played together yesterday. When they returned to the room in the evening, Liu Xiaowen took two snacks and went to look for them. He wanted to stay with him for a while and cultivate their relationship. The result was good. The child ate his snacks. After finishing, he said This is not delicious, the one Uncle Fang bought before was more delicious.

After chatting with the child all night, Liu Xiaowen wanted to cry when he opened his mouth and shut up Uncle Fang.

Brother Zhou was on the side. He opened the lid and saw that the duck neck in the pot had been cooked. He took it out. There was blood on the duck neck and had to be washed again. He wanted to ask Liu Xiaowen to pour out the water in the pot and wait. The meeting was about to get hot. I shouted twice but there was no answer. When I looked back, I saw that the person was looking at Fang Zichen eagerly.

Brother Zhou bumped him lightly with his elbow.

"Don't be envious." He said: "Your son really likes the one from Brother Zhao's family. You can't be envious."

Liu Xiaowen said: "Liu Liu kissed him like this, which shows that he treats Liu Liu well."

"Of course it's good . "Brother Zhou said while cleaning the duck neck on his hands: "The child is very careful. He will know who is good to him and who is not good to him. Before you came back, Brother Zhao was right. We took good care of him. Even Fang Zichen was kind to us. Last year, my father broke his leg. He came to help during the autumn harvest. Otherwise, my mother and I would have to carry all the millet and corn back home. It would be very difficult for him. When I come back from work, I often take my son to play with our son. He taught me how to swim. He also taught me how to swim in Zuixiaolou. You can't forget this kindness."

Liu Xiaowen pointed out . Nodding: "Mother told me yesterday, I know, I am not that kind of ungrateful person."

After the good boy finished his morning exercise, Brother Zhao gave him a bath, changed his clothes, and tied his hair , carried his schoolbag, and then patted his little butt: "Go! Let your father take you to Grandpa Wu's place."

"Hmm~"

This schoolbag is not too big, just bigger than the books. If the boy is carrying it, the schoolbag can cover his whole little buttocks, like a snail carrying a shell.

This schoolbag is just a decoration. There is nothing in it. If it were heavier, it might crush his son until his excrement comes out.

Seeing an old man selling candied haws, Fang Zichen asked him if he wanted to eat it. The boy shook his head and said no.

This kid shares the same blood as Brother Zhao. He loves these little snacks the most. Today, for the first time, he said no... When

something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

Fang Zichen looked at him carefully, then picked him up and didn't leave, staring at the good boy carefully.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

The boy's eyes instantly turned red. He lowered his head and began to grasp the corners of his clothes unconsciously with his two little hands.

Fang Zichen frowned and asked, "Did someone bully you at Grandpa Wu's place?"

Among the children at home, Guaizi plays well with them. He is also smiling at home. He never did this before. The aggrieved expression made Fang Zichen feel heartbroken.

"Really?" he asked again.

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Guaizi grabbed his clothes tightly and whispered: "My sister and two brothers don't like Guaizi. What the hell do they say about Guaizi's hair?"

Fang Zichen was stunned for a moment and didn't quite understand: " Huh?"

Guai Zai put his hand on Guai Zai's head and said, "They said that Guai Zai's hair looks like armpit hair."

Fang Zichen said: "..."

Fang Zichen's eyes fell on Guai Zai's forehead, where it grew. Lots of little fluff.

Guaizi's hair is soft and very thin. It used to be very light, but after eating well, it became much darker. The ends of his hair are slightly naturally curly, which is not obvious, but his hairline has just grown out. The little fluff is a little obviously curled up.

Fang Zichen was used to it and didn't think it was anything. However, those children really went too far and said such things about his son, which was simply outrageous.

The good boy said distressedly: "Yes, the armpit hair is Ximo! The good boy is not Western. He has seen chicken hair, wool, duck hair, dog hair, but he has never seen armpit hair. Father, the armpit hair is Ximo. Mo?"

He raised his arms and touched his armpits with his little hands: "Will there still be hair here? But my father and I don't have any."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Brother's physique . Unlike men, body hair is naturally not very thick. Brother Zhao certainly doesn't have it. He himself is a refined and elegant man. Why would he keep that thing?

When I raised my hand, my armpits were dark. Is that true? Does it look good?

"It's okay, let them say it." Fang Zichen kissed the boy, touched his head, and said, "Next time they say that to you, just say their hair looks like butt hair."

The boy nodded vigorously: " Hmm!"

It was normal for children to have fights or have minor conflicts, but Fang Zichen didn't take it seriously.

After coaxing him a few words and seeing that he was in a better mood, I took him to Wu's house.

The good boy was led to the classroom by his servants. Fang Zichen went to find Old Man Wu. He spent a long time digging in his wallet and counting for a long time. After confirming that it was correct, he put the money on the table and pushed it towards Old Man Wu. past.

Mr. Wu's eyebrows jumped, and he was suddenly frightened. He stared at the money for a while, then looked at Fang Zichen to make sure that he looked normal, and then said: "The sun came out in the west today? You actually gave me money. Fang Zichen

felt distressed, as if someone had cut out his flesh. After hearing this, he said angrily: "What do you mean by that!"

He was a little unhappy, this old man just couldn't speak.

"Brother Zhao asked me to give it to you. My son will eat at your place at noon. He can't eat for free. I'm not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of others."

He said it with confidence, without any hint of guilt or shame, as if he was the same person. It's really the same. If Mr. Wu didn't know who he was, he would have almost believed him.

He felt that Guaizi was just a child and could not eat much, and there was no shortage of his stuttering food at home. He did not want to accept him, but thinking about Brother Zhao's honest temper, if he did not accept him, Fang Zichen would definitely be happy and find nothing to do with him. However, Brother Zhao I'm afraid I'll feel embarrassed.

Thirty taels, if left in the village, would be enough to feed a whole family for several years, not to mention a child. If you save some, it would last for eight or nine years.

But after all, Yuanzhou is no better than the village. Brother Zhao had a meal at the Wu family, and when he came back, he asked Guaizi again. The Wu family always had better dishes, sometimes four or five, sometimes seven or eight. Naturally, he couldn't be as good as the ones in the village. Come.

My children eat a lot, so they have to follow the example of adults, thirty taels, no more, no less.

And for this kind of thing, it is better to give more than less, otherwise it will be suspected of taking advantage.

Mr. Wu collected the money and warned Fang Zichen that he had given the money voluntarily, so don't turn around and squat down to put a sack on him!

"Who are you insulting with these words? I am a good young man with good character, who would do that kind of thing?" Fang Zichen snorted and said angrily.

Mr. Wu smiled and reminded him: "Didn't you just want to put Bai Wenhui's sack last time?"

Fang Zichen choked, smiled coquettishly, and tried to save face.

"Oh, I was just joking! You know, I am a very humorous person."

Mr. Wu was noncommittal. He didn't see the humor, but he could see the need to clean up.

He changed the topic and asked Fang Zichen if he had been reading recently. Have you encountered any problems that you don't understand?

Fang Zichen shook his head and said that he had read it but did not encounter any problems. When he was in college, he had to turn over all the historical books and some documents in the library, such as Zhou Rites, Eight-legged Essays, and Ce Wen. , Spring and Autumn Period, Doctrine of the Mean, not to mention these, they are basic theories and knowledge in history, paleography, historical geography, etc. He has read all about Chinese and foreign general history, Chinese and Western historiography, and Chinese and foreign history. The bald professor in the History Department She often coaches him and always encourages him to change his major, but he feels that there are few jobs in this major. In the future, his parents want him to manage the company with his elder brother. Wouldn't it be nice to be the president and drive a Ferrari?

He has the foundation! Why can't you understand?

If he didn't have anything, how could he go to Class Jiazi and still boast about that?

That can't be done!

It would be very embarrassing if you fail the exam.

Third Young Master Fang cannot afford to lose that person.

Fang Zichen waved his hand and said to Mr. Wu: "No more, I'm going home. Big Bear said he wants to help me make extra money today. Let's go!"

Mr. Wu looked at his back and wanted to take off his shoes and throw them at him. past.

Fang Zichen came back and worked in the yard for a while, then jumped into the house to paint brushes.

Once you are done with it, you can feel it in your hands, so you can move your hands while looking at the book on the table.

I have been working on the brush for several days, and now it is all done.

He made sixty kinds of colors for Guaizi. He could have finished them a few days ago, but Xiaofeng said he wanted them too. Yoyo and Jiaojiao also looked eager, and they still had the ingredients, so he just made them all. .

He bought the paper himself, bound a picture album, and used a homemade pencil to draw some small patterns on the upper left side of each page, including cats and dogs, which were lifelike.

While doing the finishing work, Fang Zichen sighed. Back then, his second brother wanted to learn painting. At that time, he was chasing the class beauty of the next class. However, the girls said that they didn't like him looking like he wanted to. As a prisoner, she likes boys who are elegant, elegant, and calm, just like your eldest brother, Senior Fang.

When Brother Fang heard this, he felt like he was struck by thunder.

Later, the second brother didn't know who he heard said that boys studying art are elegant, so he signed up excitedly.

Sometimes he would take Fang Zichen with him on weekends. There were many girls in the painting class. Fang Zichen looked fair and doll-like. Every time he took him with him, there would always be girls coming around to strike up a conversation. Brother Fang could smell it, and he would always go there on weekends. Take him with you.

After more than ten classes, Fang Zichen was able to draw anything. The teacher also praised him, saying that his artistic cells were as big as glutinous rice balls. Fang Zichen thought to himself that this was an exaggeration. If his cells were the same as glutinous rice balls, he would be a god. Pulled.

Brother Fang has also made significant progress. In addition to standing stick figures, holding hands, hanging, holding cigarettes, and doing splits, he can also draw. It is gratifying. The teacher said with tears that he You can graduate and you won't have to come back again.

After drawing the poultry, Fang Zichen also drew some other small animals, including lions, tigers, eagles and swallows in the sky. He was afraid that the children would not recognize them, so he continued to standardize them nearby.

In the afternoon, Daxiong came over and asked him to follow him to Xianghe Street to carry the coffin.

Fang Zichen asked, who will be guarding Yizhuang when you come here?

Daxiong said his wife.

Speaking of this, he once again lamented Brother Zhao's courage.

They are both wives, so why are they so different?

His wife didn't even dare to come near Yizhuang in broad daylight. Sometimes when he had something to do, he would ask his wife to come over and take care of him. When his wife walked a hundred meters away from the gate of Yizhuang, she refused to leave anymore.

After all, being a gatekeeper is lonely. At first, he wanted to take his wife there with him to have a chat, but his wife said she was nagging your mother.

Brother Zhao and Xie Xiaoyu are making ice cream in the kitchen, while Brother Zhou and Li Yanmei are still selling roast duck outside.

The other three men were chopping chili peppers in the yard, all of them working enthusiastically.

Aunt Liu was cleaning the stove.

The family was engaged in a catering business, and there were only three stoves in the kitchen, which was not enough. So Brother Zhao called for help and had two more stoves built on the courtyard wall just like he had done in the village. When it's sunny or rainy, we even built a shed, which is convenient.

The two stoves outside are used to cook braised duck necks and duck feet. Sometimes when busy or accidentally, some of the sauce spills outside. It doesn't matter, but the blood of the boiled duck neck has a fishy smell, so if it splashes outside, you need to do it in time. Keep it clean, otherwise it is easy to attract flies in the summer. Those who are in the food business must keep it clean regardless of whether others can see it or not.

Aunt Liu had heard from He Xi that the store was doing well, but at noon today, she was still frightened when she saw how crowded the store was.

The business is good, even though it is not her own, but she is also happy and energetic in her work.

Fang Zichen passed by and saw that the stove was being polished by her to reflect the light. For such a diligent and careful person, she had to ask Brother Zhao to process the money for her.

They were probably the same brother. Brother Zhao and Xie Xiaoyu got along pretty well. They were talking and laughing for just a few days. Sometimes Fang Zichen felt uncomfortable looking at them.

When he entered the kitchen, the two brothers who had been laughing and joking just now stopped talking when they saw him coming in.

Fang Zichen suddenly felt that they were just talking about him.

Oh shit.

Most likely they are saying he is handsome again.

He went to Brother Zhao and told him that he was here to work and wanted to go out.

"Yeah." Brother Zhao thoughtfully warned, "Then you should be careful."

Fang Zichen: "..."

What are you careful about?

Don't you want the coffin to press him out?

"Go." Brother Zhao said with a smile, "I'll make delicious food for you when I come back in the evening."

"Yeah." Fang Zichen was happy after hearing this, like a cat whose fur was stroked, and took two ice cream sticks. Out.

On the way, the big bear was chewing ice cream and sighed: "This thing of yours is really delicious. No wonder my little bear stayed in your store all day and refused to go back. I heard that this thing costs more than ten cents a piece!" Your shop is very busy, why are you still looking for work?"

"The world is tough!" Fang Zichen said with open eyes.

There are also specialties when carrying a coffin. The person cannot be a direct relative of the deceased and must be married.

And the time when you go out is also important. Although you are not buried, you are carried out. If you choose the right time, you can prosper your house, your grandchildren, and your descendants.

When Fang Zichen arrived, the coffin had already been tied up. Two sticks were placed under the coffin, and then ropes were tied to the coffin to secure it. However, this usually requires at least four people, and the other two will be working with the owner. The house is noisy.

Fang Zichen listened twice and roughly understood that the price had been agreed upon first, but when the two people arrived and touched the coffin, they began to regret it.

Generally speaking, there are five types of wood used for burial coffins. One is solid wood, which is most commonly used by ordinary people. Although it is not easy to resist corrosion, it is cheap.

The second is cypress. It has strong corrosion resistance.

The third and fourth are golden nanmu and sandalwood. However, these two types of wood are both high-quality, and their corrosion resistance is higher than that of cypress. They can be buried in the ground without rotting for thousands of years. They are good, but they are mostly used by wealthy families or top officials who have the conditions to use them.

The fifth is the jujube tree.

The jujube tree is very hard and does not attract bites from snakes, insects, rats, and ants, so if it is made into a coffin, it can be stored underground for a very long time.

Like other trees, poplar, for example, is not suitable for coffins because it is too soft. Sophora japonica is Yin, and metaphysically speaking, it will oppress the soul in the human body, so it is even less suitable for coffins.

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The owner of the house didn't know that the coffin he bought was very heavy. In addition, ordinary people would not want to do this kind of work. The coffin must be carried out at the time the master said. It would not be easy to find someone at this time. , so I thought about raising the price from the ground up.

The host was not easy to control and had a bad temper. After a few words of conversation, he saw that the other party looked shameless and immediately kicked him out.

This will be only two sticks of incense away from the chosen moment.

The host came over to apologize to Da Xiong and Fang Zichen, saying that he might not be able to get out of the coffin today, which would make his trip in vain, and that he would ask the master to recalculate the time later and invite him over after making a decision.

A trip to carry the coffin costs four taels of silver, which is expensive. Ordinary people who are poorer would not dare to die.

Most of the people living in the city come from all over the world, and they are familiar with the people on the left and right on a daily basis, unlike in the village.

Although the countryside is not rich, everyone has some frictions and quarrels on weekdays, but overall they are united.

Fang Zichen looked at the few people wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning in the room, and then thought about when He Da was stunned when his father went there. There were so many visitors from all over that the courtyard could not fit in them. They came from his own village and from the next village.

Usually, more than a dozen men carry the coffin together. After all, the coffin is buried in a mountain and far away from the village. If there are too many people, it is easy to replace the coffin on the road.

Whether it is a happy event or a casual event, everyone helps each other without shouting. They will come to the door by themselves. If you have something to do today, I will help you. If you have something to do tomorrow, everyone will come.

There is no need to deliberately spend money to invite them.

Unlike now, no one can be found to carry a coffin.

Fang Zichen muttered to Daxiong.

Daxiong looked at him up and down and said in surprise: "You can really do it? This place is not close to Yizhuang." Afraid that he would not understand, Daxiong explained: "Once the coffin is lifted, it cannot touch the ground, and you cannot rest in the middle."

"I know I can." I know." Fang Zichen has participated in white affairs. How can he not understand this kind of thing? "Go quickly! Otherwise, the duck will fly away."

Da Xiong looked at him distrustfully.

Fang Zichen lowered his eyes at him and said, "Go quickly!"

Daxiong looked at him carefully again, then went to the owner's house and said that he and his brother could carry it by themselves and go out at the original time! .

Daxiong has been in this business for almost ten years, and he still has a good reputation. He is also strong and looks good at it. The owner thinks that he is fine, but...

He looked at Fang Zichen, The other person's body has the characteristic thinness of a young man, his complexion is fair, and his contours are clear and beautiful. He looks like a well-loved young master who is inexperienced in the world. Is that okay?

It's okay.

Fang Zichen put the wooden sticks on his left and right shoulders and walked as fast as he could. Several people from the master's family wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning were throwing white papers behind him. They almost couldn't keep up and had to trot all the way.

When they arrived at Yizhuang, Big Bear was panting, but Fang Zichen still didn't blush, his heart didn't beat, and he was only sweating a little.

After receiving two taels of silver, he felt very happy, but he was embarrassed to smile in front of his master. He made a sad face to persuade others to show condolences, but immediately turned around and smiled again.

In the evening, Brother Zhao saw that no one had come back yet, so he went to Wu Mansion to pick up the boy.

After coming back for dinner, Fang Zichen came back. After resting for a while, he had to go to Shouyi Village again.

Practice martial arts as usual and then wash up.

Brother Zhao took off the clothes of the good boy, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, and he saw bruises on his arms.

Guaizai has the same cold fair skin as Fang Zichen, but the dark bruises are very abrupt and obvious.

Fang Zichen didn't get a good rest yesterday and did some work again in the afternoon. It was cool by the stream now. He soaked his feet in the water and fell asleep on the lawn.

Brother Zhao lowered his voice and asked Guaizi.

"Why is it green here?"

The good boy told the truth: "It's a big brother."

Hearing this, Brother Zhao frowned: "Which brother?"

"It's sister Jiayi's cousin." said the good boy. .

Mr. Wu opened a small classroom in his home and devoted all his efforts to teaching the children in the family, hoping that they would succeed and shine.

Although it is said that it is a virtue for a woman to have no talent, if she wants to marry well in the future, she must know some books.

The mistress of a wealthy family holds a medium-sized table in her hand, and must be good at arithmetic. The girls and boys in the family, in addition to female precepts, internal training, poetry, and even piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

If you can't read a single Chinese character, you can't know anything? How to take care of your husband and your children? How can we raise the case and raise eyebrows together? As a young master from a well-off family, he naturally wants to marry a better and well-matched person, so what is the point of marrying someone who can't do anything?

The girls in the village are not qualified, so they mostly learn some kitchen work and some needlework. When men marry a wife, it depends on whether the bride price is high, and then on whether the girl is diligent and whether the work is good or bad. So.

Mr. Wu hired a tutor for Wu Jiayi and Wu Jiale to teach them piano skills.

They only study for one hour a day. At other times, Wu Jiayi and Wu Jiale also have to study in the classroom.

Old man Wu is very knowledgeable and better than those teachers outside. The eldest brother Chen and Wu Zeyu are classmates. He has a son in his family, so he went to the classroom to observe.

Mr. Wu not only has to take care of the affairs in the academy, but also teaches classes A and B. Although there are not many classes, he feels that his energy is limited. In addition, he is getting older and only has one class every three or two days. I feel tired. I didn't want to do this, but after all, the two families are related by marriage. The Chen family gave birth to three children in the family, and usually manages a huge mansion. There is no credit but hard work. The Chen family has not asked for anything in these years. Mrs. Chen and her eldest brother begged for mercy together, but Mr. Wu found it difficult to refuse.

This Chen Weidong is also ten years old, but he is fat and strong. A sow looks like an elephant, and he looks like a mountain of meat.

Brother Zhao touched it lightly, and then gently stroked the bruise on the good boy's arm with his thumb. He couldn't help but think of the sins he had suffered before. It was probably because of the pain, and the voice in his throat became a little hoarse: "Does it hurt? ?"

Guaizi shook his head: "It hurts at noon, but it doesn't hurt now."

Brother Zhao was silent for a few seconds, and his tone became a little deeper: "Why did he pinch you?"

Guaizi blinked and said dullly: "He said Guaizi was blocking his way."

Guaizi and Chen Weidong sat at the same table. Chen Weidong sat against the wall. He could take an hour's rest at noon. During this period, except for the eldest grandsons Wu Junjie and Wu Jiale, the other children of the Wu family usually They went to the yard to eat some cakes or play in the yard. They were a little bit repelled by the good boy. On the first day they went to Wu's house, Mr. Wu asked them to take the good boy out to play with them. After ignoring him, Wu Junjie asked him to sit on a small stone bench and asked him what books he had read and whether he had written any articles. The good boy said that he could only read and write, but he could not write articles. He scoffed and ignored him. Good boy.

Later, I came to the Wu family to study. When the leaders were taking a break, the boy would come over and ask them what they were playing. Can you take him to play with you? Those children agreed, but they used this to deliberately tease him.

They said they were playing hide and seek. Do you want to join them?

The boy nodded happily and said he wanted to play.

Wu Haoguo took him to a small flower garden and told him to hide in it and not come out.

The boy had played this game with his friends in the village and knew the rules, so he clenched his little fists, said excitedly, and said thank you, brother.

But later, his feet became numb from squatting, but no one came to him. It wasn't until the servant knocked on the gong and said that the time was up and the young masters should come back to class soon that the good boy crawled out of the flower garden.

When he entered the classroom, the other children laughed when they saw the mosquito bites on his forehead, saying why he was so stupid, and they didn't know what grandpa valued him.

After hearing this, the good boy realized that he had been deceived, and he stopped getting involved later.

Today he came back from dinner and squatted at the door, watching them playing in the yard. He laughed when he saw it funny, but the children of the Wu family glared at him, as if they were not happy to see him, and ran away. After going to the other side to play, the boy couldn't see anyone and felt a little depressed. Then he returned to his seat and lay down on the table to take a rest. When Chen Weidong saw that he was asleep, he suddenly pinched his arm and told him to go out.

His strength was so strong that the boy screamed on the spot, and Chen Weidong exerted another force before letting go.

"Get out of the way quickly, don't block the road."

...

Brother Zhao listened to what he said and tried his best to breathe slowly.

He didn't know whether Chen Weidong did it accidentally or intentionally. There would inevitably be some friction between children. If he came to his door over a trivial matter, it would appear that he was making a fuss out of a molehill.

He was related to the Wu family, so it was hard for him to say anything because his son had been favored by Mr. Wu.

Brother Zhao felt heartbroken and gently touched the good boy's face. Every scar on the child's body was like iron branding on his heart. He felt hurt, but he didn't know what to do.

Guaizi noticed that he seemed to be in a low mood, and comforted him: "Dad, don't be like this. Guaizi doesn't hurt, so don't worry."

The more sensible he became, the more distressed Brother Zhao felt, so he kissed Guaizi On his forehead, he let out a low hum.

After washing the good boy, Brother Zhao sat next to Fang Zichen and looked at his sleeping face. The most outstanding features on Fang Zichen's face were his pair of dark and sharp eyes. Now that he closed them, his entire face Still looks damn good.

Brother Zhao couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed. Although Fang Zichen sometimes acted out of tune, like a child who had not grown up, was lawless and willful, and loved to talk nonsense, staying by his side did not require Fang Zichen to do anything, as long as By his side, just like now, Brother Zhao felt a sense of security. It was a very stable feeling, and no matter what happened, he didn't need to worry.

Being able to stay with him and breathe the same air, all the struggle and persistence in pain and despair seemed to have meaning.

Seeing that he was sleeping unconsciously, Brother Zhao twisted the towel and scrubbed him carefully.

Fang Zichen couldn't move, and seemed to be sleeping soundly. After wiping his front, he turned sideways, as if by chance, and to make it easier for Brother Zhao to wipe his back.

Brother Zhao paused, leaned down, looked at him carefully, and then laughed.

"Oh," he suddenly said, "Why is there an earthworm here? It's so big."

It's not surprising that there are earthworms in the mud by the river. The earthworms in this place are even bigger.

Almost as soon as Brother Zhao finished speaking, he saw Fang Zichen playing the ball, and he jumped far away with a "Fuck" sound.

Brother Zhao laughed.

The good boy was still naked and catching shrimps everywhere in the creek. He didn't understand what was going on and asked Brother Zhao to catch it. He wanted to take it back and feed it to his cock.

Brother Zhao is still laughing, and the depression just now seems to have been wiped away.

Fang Zichen stood two meters away opposite him, sweating coldly, holding his waist and huffing angrily.

At this moment, he still didn't know that he had been deceived.

Damn it.

My lower abdomen felt hot and my anus tightened.

"You're such a big brother. If I don't deal with you today, you won't even know what it means to be a man."

As if he borrowed some courage from the sky, Brother Zhao was not afraid at all: "Come here. Fang Zichen

walked over aggressively. As soon as Brother Zhao took out his hand from behind, Fang Zichen's pupils suddenly tightened and he said harshly: "Don't be too arrogant. I'll see you in the woods later if you can." He immediately turned around and ran away.

Brother Zhao couldn't stop laughing when he saw him running away.

He threw down the small piece of wood in his hand and went to take the boy out.

The stream water was cold after all, and the child might catch a cold if he soaked in it for a long time.

The good boy peed and put on his clothes as usual. Brother Zhao rummaged around the stream again, as if he was looking for something. He came over for a while and then led him back.

Afraid that Fang Zichen would deal with him, Brother Zhao picked up a thicker stick on the road.

The good boy had been spanked by him before, and it hurt when he was spanked with the wooden stick. It was very hot. Now he didn't dare to say anything or ask anything. He held his butt tight and walked back with him.

Chapter 266

Fang Zichen was standing at the gate of Yizhuang. When he saw Brother Zhao coming back with his good boy in hand, he pretended not to see what he was holding and stepped forward to greet him as if he had forgotten what happened just now.

"Oh, you're back."

Fang Zichen walked behind him, squeezed his shoulders, and quickly laid out the bamboo mat.

"Brother Zhao, sit down quickly, sit down quickly, thank you for your hard work."

Brother Zhao looked at him calmly.

Fang Zichen smiled and said, "Are you tired? I'll give you a leg kick." He seemed very good, obedient, and overly attentive. He was always like this, and nothing good happened.

Brother Zhao smiled and said: "What's your plan again?"

Fang Zichen frowned and said seriously: "Look what you said, I will give my dear young husband a beating on his legs and reward him for his hard work. What can I do? Idea, if we have a good man in the Fang family, he will hurt his wife."

Brother Zhao held back: "

That's necessary!" Fang Zichen kept moving his hands, beating his left leg and then his right leg. , full of dog legs.

"Dear Brother Zhao, is this strength okay?"

"It's okay." Brother Zhao saw that he was slender and fair, and even though he had done rough work, he was still smooth and delicate. He pressed his hands on his thighs with dignity. There was a momentary numbness in the area where he was pressed. With a smile and a satisfied look on his face, he lightly kicked Fang Zichen on the shoulder.

Fang Zichen turned his head to the side and placed a kiss on his bare feet. The warm breath blew over his feet and it was a little itchy. Brother Zhao shrank his feet. Fang Zichen held it down firmly with one hand. Just as he was about to turn his head, he saw an egg in his peripheral vision. The big foot stretched out towards his mouth, almost grazing his mouth.

The good boy sat on the bamboo mat, with his hands behind his back, and raised his feet to Fang Zichen's mouth: "Father, the good boy also wants to kiss you."

Fang Zichen: "..."

He is not a dog!

It was okay to play games at first, but it was impossible, absolutely impossible, to be truly close.

Brother Zhao smiled when he saw his blue face.

When Brother Zhao wasn't paying attention, Fang Zichen snatched the wooden stick from his hand and threw it far away.

Brother Zhao raised his eyebrows.

Fang Zichen stood up from the bamboo mat, looked down at Brother Zhao, and sneered.

"Brother, you successfully caught my attention." He raised his hand: "Did you see my slap? It's big and powerful. Come on, be obedient and take off your pants. Oops, don't move. , Why, do you think you can still escape? In this wilderness, no one comes to save you even if you scream."

Brother Zhao laughed.

Fang Zichen said: "However, the more you call me, the more excited I am. Hurry up and take off your pants. Today I will show you what manliness is."

The good boy rolled on the mat and laughed hard.

"Father is so perverted~"

Fang Zichen's forehead was throbbing with veins. He picked up a thin quilt on one side and rolled it up to cover him.

This little light bulb is really bright.

Brother Zhao remained unmoved.

When Fang Zichen was about to pounce, he saw him slowly put his hand into his pocket, and then...

Fang Zichen turned around and wanted to run away, but Brother Zhao grabbed him by the collar and twisted him around.

Seeing the earthworm swinging in front of him, Fang Zichen's legs softened and he knelt down with a pop.

He trembled: "Uncle, please spare my life!"

Brother Zhao raised his hand, holding a small earthworm wriggling left and right between his thumb and index finger.

Brother Zhao looked over with his big eyes, and said with a half-smile: "Aren't you very arrogant just now?"

Fang Zichen immediately said: "Oh, my uncle! It's all a misunderstanding! Throw it away quickly. ! You can do whatever you want me to do if you throw it away, but I am a bit poor, I still have a husband and a son to support, and my family has been without rice for several days. If you think I like it, you can take me into the woods and rob it. Come on! I won't resist. I'll lie down and let you ride."

Brother Zhao blushed. His husband didn't forget to harass people at this time.

Brother Zhao knew he was afraid, so he threw the earthworm away after scaring him.

Seeing that the threat was gone, Fang Zichen rushed towards him, sat on Brother Zhao's calf, raised his hand and threatened to spank him.

Brother Zhao's face turned red when he laughed. He protected his buttocks with both hands and twisted left and right to prevent him from beating him.

The good boy finally escaped from the quilt and crawled over again, saying he wanted to help.

The three people made a fuss on the bamboo mat.

After playing for a while, I went to bed. When I went back the next day, Fang Zichen gave the painted brushes and album to the good boy. The good boy was so happy that he kept jumping around the desk in the room with excitement. After circling around, he climbed onto Fang Zichen, hugged his neck, and gave him a kiss.

He put his brushes and album into his schoolbag very preciously. Brother Zhao called him out for breakfast, but he still had to take them with him, for fear that he would disappear if he turned around.

After selling the ice cream in the afternoon, Brother Zhao, Xie Xiaoyu and Brother Zhou were going out together. Brother Zhao thought that Fang Zichen wouldn't be very good at work if he stayed at home, and they hadn't gone shopping together for a long time, so he went to the house to call Fang Zichen to ask. He can't go or not.

Fang Zichen was busy drawing a picture album for Xiaofeng and the others, so he had no time. Moreover, when the three brothers went shopping, he would follow them, and they must be shopping, and then he would carry them all, so he wouldn't go!

Finally Liu Xiaowen followed.

Today, Brother Zhao wanted to go out with Brother Zhou to buy some furniture. Although he had brought everything he could when he came, he couldn't bring anything like beds, tables and chairs.

And unlike Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao, they may not go back to live in the future, but Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu will always go back when they get old, and they can still use it when they are in trouble.

Brother Zhao hasn't been from the state for too long. Apart from buying some materials and running a few times, he was busy in the store afterwards and didn't have much time to go shopping. Xie Xiaoyu is a local, and he is more familiar with the two of them. Who bought it from him? He knows all about good furniture.

Before Brother Zhou went out, Aunt Liu gave him thirteen taels of silver. This included the wages she earned herself first, and the money Uncle Liu paid for delivering food to Zuixiaolou. When he came, Aunt Liu rented the land to two people in the village. A relatively poor family, they collected some money and gave it to Aunt Liu.

There are more than 700 Wen, which is not too much. If it is rented to a family like He Daleng, according to the normal 'market price', if all the Liu family's fields are rented out, the income will be 800 or 900 Wen in two years.

He Da Leng's family had a lot of fields, and the family was very busy. Knowing that the Liu family wanted to come from the state, several families came to the door and said they wanted to rent his family's land, but Aunt Liu declined.

They are all from the same village, and she knows how the families who come here are like, and they are not very good. If the land is rented out, firstly, it will be left vacant for no reason, and you will have to pay a fine. Secondly, if there is no one in the family, the land will be lost. You are not allowed to take care of it often. Then weeds will grow thickly, and the fertile fields will turn into wasteland. Moreover, there will also be those with bad intentions who secretly dig up the field boundaries and take up half an meter of it. The owner is not here, and people have been farming for a long time. I'm afraid I won't be able to explain clearly when I go back.

The two families Aunt Liu chose were both honest and responsible, and they would definitely take good care of the fields she planted.

Prices in Yuanzhou are indeed much more expensive than those in Buan Town.

The same wooden bed made of the same wood costs more than 120 yuan in Fu'an Town, but it costs 150 yuan here.

Brother Zhou wanted to turn around and go to Fuan Town to buy it immediately.

But it was unrealistic, so I finally bought it. I asked for two beds and a few stools at once. The three guys took turns bargaining, and in the end the store gave them a fraction of more than 40 yuan.

Liu Xiaowen thinks that Fang Zichen should be dragged here this time. If he takes action, he can cut 80 or 90 cents at any price. His bargaining momentum is like cutting people off. Zhao Ge'er and the three of them combined can't compare to him. A finger.

The store will deliver the goods to your door in the evening, which saves trouble.

It's September, and it's rare to go out. After buying a bed, the three brothers started heading towards the cloth store again. It was cheaper to buy it now, but I'm afraid it would cost a few cents more to buy it when the weather gets colder. money.

Liu Xiaowen followed them. There were many girls and boys in the linen. It was not easy for him to go in, so he stayed outside and waited for people to come out. Xie Xiaoyu said he wanted to go to the rouge shop.

Brother Zhao and Brother Zhou don't use those gadgets. They couldn't afford them before. When they opened their eyes, they only thought about work and how to fill their stomachs. How could they have other thoughts? They were used to it. There is money in it, but they are reluctant to part with it, but after all, they are brothers, and if they don't use it, it won't stop them from taking a look.

Liu Xiaowen felt so tired that he would have stayed in the store if he had known it.

Brother Zhao never came back, and it was almost evening. Fang Zichen thought that he would finish all the picture albums today and give them to the little ones tomorrow. Seeing that Lin Xiaoxia was free, he asked him to help pick up the good boy. young.

Lin Xiaoxia left quickly and returned quickly.

The good boy came into the room with his schoolbag on his back. There was some sweat on his forehead. Maybe he was tired on the way back. Seeing that Fang Zichen was busy, he didn't even put his schoolbag away. He just took it from his back and hugged him tightly. Sitting next to Fang Zichen's legs, neither talking nor disturbing, he was like a dog that had been wandering for many years. After being beaten, scolded and driven away, he suddenly returned home, nostalgic for his master's scent, and seemed to finally feel at ease and not want to leave again. Half step.

Fang Zichen was drawing a little gray wolf. When he saw him like this, he realized something was wrong. He immediately put down his pen and picked him up on his lap. He held his little face in his hands and asked him to look at her.

Seeing this was important, Fang Zichen's voice became louder.

"What's wrong with my little baby?"

The good boy lowered his eyelids, his eyes were red, and he curled his lips in grievance, as if he was about to cry. He sniffed: "Father, there is an elder brother in my grandpa's family who always bullies me. " Good boy."

"Is someone bullying you again?" Fang Zichen narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why did he bully you?"

Good boy nodded and pulled up his sleeves, the bruises on his forearms were obvious. , he said in a dull tone: "Well, he beat the bird, and it hurts!"

That's really fucked up.

Fang Zichen's belly seemed to be full of oil. When a spark fell, the fire jumped up to his throat. He put the good boy down: "If he beats you, don't you know how to beat him back?"

"Father~" The good boy was at a loss. He stood with his head hanging down, looking pitiful and not knowing what to do. He was a child who had been wronged and bullied. Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao could tolerate it without asking, but if they asked, he would Uncontrollable grievance: "But it's wrong to fight, and Guaizi is a little scared."

Fang Zichen tried his best to calm down his tone: "What are you afraid of?"

Guaizi raised his hand and gestured: "That brother is very tall and very big."

Chen Weidong said he was ten years old, but he was tall and strong, with a savage face. The good boy did not dare to fight. He knew that the other party was related to the Wu family, but he himself had no relationship with the Wu family. He came to study and could not give Father and Daddy get into trouble. When he faced Liu Gouzi, he could just jump up and fly over, so he was not afraid.

He couldn't fight back. People beat him, threatened him, and forbade him from telling his grandfather. He didn't know what to do. Chen Weidong did it to him twice, and it hurt each time. The child would always be subconsciously afraid of things that hurt him.

Fang Zichen asked him why people hit you.

The good boy is like a child who has made a mistake and is being punished to stand. His legs are tightly together, his hands are attached to the sides of his legs, his head is lowered, his eyes are red, and tears are about to overflow, but he holds back. Cry to yourself.

He relies on Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao, and he is not good at lying, so he always details everything they ask.

He was drawing in the classroom at noon, and he looked very interested. Seeing that he was not squatting at the door watching his brothers and sisters play like usual, Wu Jiale came over curiously to see what he was doing.

Wu Jiale has a somewhat boring temperament and doesn't talk much, and he doesn't talk to Guaizi very much. But Guaizi can tell that he is not as hostile to him as other brothers and sisters, so when Wu Jiale saw him painting with a paintbrush, he asked He, he answered.

Chapter 267

Wu Jiale is very interested in painting brushes. Guaizi knows how to share. He even took the small bucket containing paint brushes out of his schoolbag and asked him what color he wanted to choose? Do you want to paint together?

Wu Jiale saw the colorful colors on the pen cap that dazzled him, nodded, agreed, and took an orange one.

Then he and Guaizi lay on the table and compared the drawings with the kittens in the picture album. Halfway through the painting, the boy suddenly asked: "Brother Jiale, do you know how the cat meows?"

There are no cats in the Wu Mansion. Wu Jiale is a concubine and a brother. In addition to coming to the classroom and studying piano, at other times, he They all stayed in the small courtyard with his father, so he never saw him, so he didn't know how the cat meowed.

When the good boy saw him shaking his head, he said, "The cat is meowing. Has your brother seen a puppy?"

Wu Jiale shook his head again.

Guaizi turned over the picture album, pointed at the puppy squatting on the ground with its long tongue sticking out, and said, "This is a dog. He can bark."

The picture album is like an encyclopedia of animals.

Wu Jiale became interested, capped the pen and stopped drawing, and turned another page. He recognized this: "This is a mouse, but what is the name of a mouse?"

Guai Zai learned: "The rat is a squeak."

Wu Jiale After flipping through a few more pages and asking Guaizi, he found out that Guaizi could learn it. Wu Jiale felt that he seemed to know everything. Guaizi patted his chest and said that his father and dad had taught him and he had remembered everything.

Turning to the middle, there was a dragon flying in the clouds and mist. Wu Jiale laughed now, deliberately teasing him.

"Then what is this called? Does Guaizi know it?"

There is no dragon in the world. He thought that it would be difficult for Guaizi to call him this time. Unexpectedly, Guaizi took a closer look and was not stumped. He started to call it "Yoho!" ~"

Wu Jiale: "...Who told you it's called that?"

Guaizi said, "It's my father."

Wu Jiale couldn't help it anymore and started laughing.

Chen Weidong and Wu Jiayi happened to come in from outside. Seeing the usually taciturn Wu Jiale smiling, they couldn't help but look at each other. Seeing that the thing he was holding was somewhat novel, they walked over.

Yuanzhou had no paintbrushes and no children's picture books.

When Chen Weidong saw them flipping through the paintings, he was jealous. He didn't even ask if he could give it to me to play with. He just grabbed the paintbrush from Guaizi's hand and looked at it. Guaizi said, "Give it back to me." Chen Weidong didn't give it to me. Zai jumped off the stool and went to pull Chen Weidong, and Chen Weidong punched him.

This time it was another slap on the arm.

Fang Zichen learned the whole story and immediately became furious.

If you don't make the mistake first, that's fine.

Fang Zichen has always been someone who respects him as much as he respects others. If someone punches him, he will beat them until their parents don't recognize him.

It was only three points that he wanted to beat the person to the point of paralysis, but now he was still justified. Even if he beat Chen Weidong out, it wouldn't be too much.

"So what if he's older? Did I teach you all in vain?" Fang Zichen knelt on one knee in front of the good boy, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, looked into his eyes, and gently used his thumb to stroke away the fallen hair. With tears in her eyes, she suppressed the surging emotions in her body and said:

"Last time I beat those pretenders, there were three of them. Did you see that my father was afraid? You have to be like your father! A man must not be afraid of anything. Fang Zichen

walked to the door, pointed outside, and said seriously: "Go back, beat him, and bring his teeth to me. I want to see his front teeth to let me know that you are a little man, okay?

" He looked at him steadily, and then his fighting spirit suddenly ignited. He clenched his little fists, chopped his little feet hard, and walked out with his nostrils snorting, majestic and high-spirited.

Before he even reached the door, Brother Zhao came back at some point and was looking at Fang Zichen with gritted teeth. He must have heard the whole process.

"Husband..."

Fang Zichen immediately stopped the aggressive boy.

He changed his words: "Son, wait a minute, my father just lied to you. We don't advocate violence. Come on, come in, and I'll talk to you again."

His heart was pounding, and he picked up the good boy and locked him up. Door, plug the bolt, and then I feel safe.

"Damn it," he hugged the boy and sat beside the bed: "It's never too late for a man to take revenge. Let's not fight today. You can find a place tomorrow."

The boy leaned in his arms and nodded . Zi: "Okay! I'll beat him tomorrow for revenge, revenge."

Since it's a matter between children, let the children solve it. If it doesn't work, he will take action himself.

You should take revenge first and then tell Old Man Wu, otherwise it would be difficult to fight again later when the old man holds someone in custody and apologizes.

Fang Zichen didn't want his son to suffer such a loss.

The next day was the child delivered by Brother Zhao.

Just as he turned around the street, he saw Yang Mingyi standing at the door of Wu Mansion. The good boy blinked, let go of Brother Zhao's hand, and rushed towards Yang Mingyi from a distance.

"Yang Zhu, Yang Zhu..."

His voice couldn't stop being excited. Yang Mingyi bent down slightly to catch him. Seeing him running, his face turned red and he was sweating slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise.

"Yang Zhu, my dear boy, I miss you so much." My dear boy hugged his leg and raised his head and asked, "Do you miss my dear boy?"

Yang Mingyi was always soft-hearted towards him.

"I want to," he said.

The boy laughed.

Brother Zhao was also happy to see Yang Mingyi.

Yang Mingyi nodded at him: "Brother Zhao."

"When did you come?" Brother Zhao asked.

"Last evening." Yang Mingyi said, "Grandpa is not feeling well. I came over to take a look."

Brother Zhao frowned.

He originally wanted to come over to Mr. Wu today to tell him about the good boy, but Mr. Wu was not in good health at the moment, and he was embarrassed to cause trouble to others anymore.

Fang Zichen didn't want his son to suffer a loss, and he didn't want to either, but if he really took action directly, he would be denying Mr. Wu face. He discussed with Fang Zichen yesterday and thought it was better to talk to Mr. Wu first. If Chen Weidong still doesn't change, let his son fight him back.

Fang Zichen always felt that he was at a loss, but he also felt that what Brother Zhao said was reasonable. If anything happened, he had to report it to the teacher first.

The two of them are not very old, and neither of them is a father or mother. One is a young master who is not familiar with the world before, and the other is a messenger for others. I don't know if it is right to do so.

Mr. Wu's son caught a cold, and Mr. Wu didn't even go to the academy. Yang Mingyi came here rarely, so Mr. Wu gave the children a holiday. Before he sent anyone to Fang's house, Brother Zhao took the children here first. .

Chen Weidong probably won't be here today. Brother Zhao originally wanted to take a look and see what this little guy looked like, but now he had to say that

he wanted to take the good boy back, but looking at the good boy and the Yang Mingyi seemed to be inseparable from each other, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Yang Mingyi said: "Brother Zhao, let the good boy play here! I will send him back in the afternoon."

Brother Zhao thought for a while: "That's fine, we just have a meal together." He turned to tell the good boy: "Listen Do you know what Uncle Yang said? "

The good boy was very happy and immediately made a promise: "Good boy said to the west, the good boy will be obedient, don't worry, daddy."

Brother Zhao returned to the shop, but did not see Fang Zichen. I'm going to expand my business. Let me tell you."

Brother Zhao nodded and was about to move the ice cream to the 'freezer' outside. Xie Xiaoyu carried it with him and asked curiously: "Brother Zhao, what is business expansion? Yeah? "

What else could it be!"

Let someone carry the coffin.

Fang Zichen was given a job first and tasted the benefits. Now Daxiong asked him to go out and make extra money. He was very active.

As usual, Yizhuang is like a business owner. They take the business and keep it safe for others. They bury it later. As long as the coffin is carried out of Yizhuang, it has nothing to do with them anymore.

Occasionally, someone would ask Da Xiong to help dig a pit and bury the coffin. Unfortunately, Da Xiong was busy and often couldn't do it. Today, he took another business order. Seeing Fang Zichen about to go back, Da Xiong said, there is still extra money, can you make money?

Fang Zichen immediately stopped and asked, "Is it a white-collar salary? If so, just do it. If not, we won't discuss it."

Da Xiong said that he followed the master to find the acupoints. In layman's terms, it means that the master found the Feng Shui treasure land, and then you carried the hoe. According to what people said, the dig belonged to the same family yesterday, and they were given two taels of silver. The place they chose was not far away, on Niutou Mountain just outside the city. They wanted to find three, but now they were still missing one, so why don't they go?

Of course I have to go.

Behind him, Fang Zichen, carrying a hoe, and two other young men, followed an old man in a Taoist robe, turning left and turning again and again. This turn lasted for most of the day.

The location of this tomb is very particular. In Feng Shui, people call mountains or rivers dragon veins. There are many auspicious acupoints on the dragon veins, and there are also many dangerous acupuncture points. People usually think that good acupoints can absorb the energy contained in the dragon veins. .

The energy contained in the dragon veins can also be divided into auspicious energy and dangerous energy. If the acupoints are tapped on the auspicious energy points, the auspicious energy of the dragon veins will be absorbed, and the descendants of the deceased will be rich and prosperous; conversely, if the acupoints are tapped on the auspicious energy points, the auspicious energy of the dragon veins will be absorbed. If the point of dangerous energy is absorbed, then the dangerous energy of the dragon vein will be absorbed, and the descendants of the deceased will be poor and have no successors.

Therefore, the choice of grave address is very important.

How to choose a location?

There is the principle of being surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the principle of facing forward and leaning on the left and right. This is the positioning of "green dragon on the left and white tiger on the right, red bird in front and Xuanwu in the back". Simply put, it means being surrounded by mountains on all sides; and there is a spacious Mingtang. The principle, which is conducive to nurturing talents and developing careers, is that there should be a broad and flat place in front of the tomb; the last is the principle of returning to nature, which emphasizes nature first and the unity of nature and man.

The old Taoist priest was quite capable. At least Fang Zichen could understand everything he muttered, and he would often nod and agree. The old Taoist priest often helped people find acupoints and found the ground, so he naturally wanted to explain to his master. After a while, every time he recited it, the master and the gravedigger who followed clearly didn't understand, but they still didn't know how to pretend to understand. They kept saying: "What the master said makes sense."

It makes sense.

Last time, he was halfway through reciting and got distracted. He came to the erotic song. When he reacted, his face turned red with embarrassment. He quickly turned to look at the master's house, fearing that someone would hit him with a stick.

As a result, the master actually nodded: "Master is right."

It was rare to meet someone who understood. The old Taoist priest raised his hand and pointed, with the temperament of pointing out the country.

"Young man, look here. There are mountains and water nearby. The mountains are yang and the water is yin. The location of our Yin House is to balance yin and yang. This is a geomantic treasure."

Fang Zichen looked around and looked carefully Hui: "Surrounded by two waters, it is the appearance of a real dragon. It is indeed a treasure land of Feng Shui."

"That's right." The old Taoist priest stroked his goatee: "Young man, I'm surprised to see your bones. You are a good young man for cultivating Taoism! What do you think? No..."

Fang Zichen shook his head violently: "No, no." Seeing that the old man seemed to be regretful and wanted to persuade him again, he hurriedly carried the hoe to dig the hole.

The host was happy after hearing this. Although he didn't know whether it was true or false, if everyone said it was good, then it was good.

He originally thought it would take two or three days to find it, but he didn't expect to find it in just one day. When the master pointed to the ground and started digging, he took out his wallet and handed it over.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master."

The old Taoist weighed it, and the smile on his face became deeper: "Everywhere, it is what the Taoist should do."

Fang Zichen glanced at it, thinking that there should be five or six taels in his wallet. No matter where they are, such 'technical' people can get away with it!

He was digging holes in the mountain so enthusiastically that he had no idea what was happening at home.

Brother Zhao was cutting off the neck of a duck in the shop at noon. The boy from the Wu family came over and shouted hurriedly, saying that Young Master Fang and Master Chen were fighting. Go check it out!

Chapter 268

Brother Zhao paused and said, "A fight?" Seeing the boy nodding, Brother Zhao then said calmly and asked him to wait while he went to the backyard to wash his hands.

Boy: "..."

Was it your own son who was fighting?

At this time, are you still thinking about washing your hands?

Xie Xiaoyu panicked after hearing this. He recognized the young master of the Chen family. He was a huge man and he thought he couldn't compare to him. He asked anxiously: "Is my godson okay?"

The young man trotted over. Sweating profusely, he asked uncertainly: "Who is your godson?"

"Good boy!" Xie Xiaoyu said.

The boy shook his head and said with a strange expression: "Young Master Fang, he is fine, but Master Chen is the one who is in trouble."

"Ah?"

He has been playing well with Guaizi these days. Considering his small size, all the dogs at home are taller than him. How can Chen Weidong beat him? Maybe he is crying for his father and mother right now!

Brother Zhao didn't let him go. The store was too busy. If he left, who would be the cashier?

Aunt Liu and the others couldn't do this. Brother Zhou was guarding the roast duck and hot sauce, while Lin Xiaoxia, Li Yanmei and Liu Xiaowen were in charge of the cold drinks. They were too busy to touch the floor and had no time to care about this.

Xie Xiaoyu thought about it and thought it was true, so he had to hold back: "Then you should go quickly! In case the good boy is bullied, he is so small, and if the big fat man from the Chen family punches him, he is afraid that he will be bullied. Fly. "

It is impossible to fly.

Brother Zhao has confidence in his son!

However, I thought that Mr. Wu would not be teaching today, so Chen Weidong probably didn't go, but he came instead.

When Brother Zhao entered the Wu Mansion with the young man, all the young and old in the Wu family, except Mr. Wu and Mr. Wu, gathered in the main hall.

Chen Weidong was like a pig being pushed on a stool to be slaughtered during the Chinese New Year, howling so hard that the roof seemed to be knocked over by him.

"Auntie, he beat me." He spoke slurred, his mouth leaked, and his upper lip was obviously swollen: "Auntie, look, he beat me so much that my nose and mouth bleed, there is a swollen bump on my head, and all my front teeth are missing. , My body hurts too! Auntie, you have to make the decision for me!" Mrs.

Chen wiped his nosebleed with a handkerchief and coaxed him: "Okay, okay." After Chen Weidong stopped crying, she turned her head and said sternly. Zai, apologize to Xiaodong."

Guai Zai clenched his fists and said nothing.

Yang Mingyi was wearing a coat, and there was a puddle of water dripping under his feet. The water droplets on his hair were falling down from the ends of his hair, soaking the dry coat on his shoulders.

He gently pressed Guaizi's clenched fist with his palm and protected him behind him. Chen frowned and looked impatient: "Brother Yi, what do you mean?"

Yang Mingyi looked at her: "It's not his. Wrong, why do you want him to apologize and he is just trying to help me?" He glanced at Brother Zhao and immediately called him: "Brother Zhao, come here, something is wrong with me."

Brother Zhao speeded up immediately after hearing this. The footsteps came running.

The good boy lowered his head and didn't shout when he saw him coming.

Brother Zhao squatted down and saw that he was not injured, but his little one was tilted to one side. Compared with the two, Chen Weidong was even worse, but his tone could not relax: "Good boy?"

Good boy raised his head, his little face was pale. It was so scary that he still clenched his fists and didn't let go when he saw Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao's pupils suddenly shrunk. Seeing the good boy like this, his heartache was about to engulf him like a scourge. He quickly picked up the good boy. As soon as he took him into his arms, he found that the good boy's body was moving slightly. He was trembling, and his whole body was cold and had no warmth.

Guaizi hugged his neck with both hands and buried his head beside his neck. He couldn't bear it anymore at this moment. Tears finally fell. He sobbed and finally spoke, "Daddy, he beat Guaizi." "Hmm! "

Brother Zhao stroked the top of his hair, kissed the side of his face, and said, "Dad, we are the best."

Mrs. Chen was unhappy after hearing this. Husband, what do you mean by this?"

Brother Zhao said in a cold voice straight to the point while stroking the good boy's back: "What do I mean? I mean that my son is so good that Master Chen also bullies my son. It's not a matter of one day or two. He deserves to be beaten today."

He didn't care about anything. He didn't care about whether it was appropriate to say this or whether it would create a gap between the two families. He didn't care about anything. Not as important as his son.

All he knew was that his son was bullied again.

Over and over again, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He worked hard and spent half his life to give birth to his son. He didn't bring him into this world just to be bullied.

He and Guaizi lived together in a dilapidated, damp and cramped woodshed for three whole years. During that time, they only had each other in their lives. They relied on each other, and others would not understand. Guaizi was poor and desperate at that time. For him, it is more important than life.

No one can bully his son.

Mrs. Chen was in disbelief: "Mr. Fang, is this how you educate your children? Do you think you can take the responsibility if something happens to my nephew with such a heavy hand?"

The good boy raised his head: " He had to hit the good guy first."

Mr. Chen scolded, "Do you have any reason to hit someone?"

"Young Master Chen struck first," said Yang Mingyi, "Isn't it right to fight

back like this? "Ms. Chen pointed at the good boy and said, "Apologise to my nephew."

Brother Zhao said in a bad tone, "Why do you want us to apologize? It was your nephew who hit my son first. My son just fought back passively, and the one who was beaten still has to pay. How does it make sense to apologize for hitting someone? Why did you call my son to apologize? "

"You..." Mr. Chen is unreasonable, unable to stand firmly, and has no confidence in speaking. She was born as a lady, so she was not as good as Brother Zhao when it came to quarrels. But now there were two concubines and children here. It would be really shameful for her to act like this. In the end, she just said: "I'm from the village, as expected." It's vulgar and uncultured."

These words reminded Zhao Geer Mu Ran of Fang Zichen.

Fang Zichen went to the academy to report that day and told him about Bai Wenhui when he came back. Now, Chen was acting like this again.

Do people in Yuanzhou feel that they are superior to others?

What happened to the people in their village? They are relatively poor, and sometimes their clothes are indeed shabby compared to those in the city, but they neither steal nor rob. Why do one or two of them talk like this?

"I have no education, but you do?" Brother Zhao was also not convinced. He used to have a gentler temper and could tolerate it, but that didn't mean he had no temper.

He has a husband and he is not afraid of anyone.

"You still claim to be from a scholarly family! But you are not like the gossip in the village who likes to talk about people's faults. If you are from a scholarly family, you are so high-minded and inconsistent, one person is one thing before others and another is behind him. Yes, then I have learned a lot."

Every word Zhao Geer said was aggressive.

Mrs. Chen frowned, her eyes evasive: "What do you mean?"

"Don't you know?" Brother Zhao asked back.

After the good boy came to Wu's house to study, he always ate a lot at dinner every day. He had eaten a lot before, but he was a careful father. Seeing that he was eating in a hurry, Brother Zhao asked him: "Are you hungry?" "Didn't you have enough at grandpa's house at noon?"

Guaizi said hesitantly that he had eaten but was not full.

That day Mr. Wu took him to the study to check his homework. On the way back, he heard Mrs. Chen and Concubine Song chatting in the courtyard. He wanted to run across the path, but unexpectedly he heard his name, and the good boy couldn't help but stop.

Mrs. Chen smiled and said that he ate a lot, maybe because he came from a small place and had never eaten anything good since he was born. He only had three bowls of rice when he got to the table. He was so small that he was really not afraid of stuffing himself to death.

Concubine Song smiled and said: "Oh sister, I came from the village and have never eaten good food. Now I suddenly eat it. Don't eat hard. Children from poor families are like this. If they suddenly eat good food, they will starve to death." It's like reincarnation. You saw that the gift Fang Xiucai gave you on the day he came was actually the pickled food. Your father wanted to ask someone to bring it to the table. Fortunately, sister, you asked someone to throw it away in advance and found an excuse to pass it by. Otherwise, that day I'm afraid I won't be able to eat anymore, and this scholar Fang really doesn't know whether it's because his family is too poor to give gifts, or he's deliberately trying to keep us out."

After hearing this, the good boy felt embarrassed and nervous, and his face turned red. I didn't dare to eat too much after dinner.

Glancing at Guaizi, Chen knew that he must have listened to all the conversation that day. Brother Zhao was afraid that he knew everything, so he stopped covering it up and said directly: "Why, what about this, Mr. Fang?" Do you think something is wrong? Since he is here to study, he is treated as a guest. Ask your son, does he feel like a guest?

""Oh, according to what Mrs. Chen said, does he feel like a guest?" , wouldn't it be better if you just don't eat as a guest?"

Brother Zhao sneered: "We paid money to eat as much as we like, but it's not for free. What's wrong with eating with an open stomach? If you realize that you have paid money, it is not free. It is like going to an inn and paying money to order food. No one can control whether you eat as much or as little as you like.

When Fang Zichen went back that day, he also said that when his son came back in the evening, he would have to talk to him and let him eat more to make his money back.

Later, I was busy, so I forgot about it.

Although Guaizi was young, it was true that he ate a lot. On the day he visited the Wu family, Mr. Wu took Guaizi to the study room to take the exam. He gave the money he had prepared to Mr. Wu, and Mr. Wu declined. He said no, and also said that the Wu family did not lack the stuttering child, and Mr. Wu always liked the child and volunteered to teach him and would not accept Na Shuxiu. Even if the good boy doesn't come, he still has to teach a few children at home. When the good boy comes, he only needs an extra stool, so Shu Xiu doesn't need it. The young master of the Chen family doesn't charge a penny either.

After Mrs. Chen said this, Brother Zhao asked Fang Zichen to send another thirty taels.

Mrs. Chen was stunned and asked doubtfully: "You handed over the money? When did you..."

"Leave it to me, what's your problem?"

A majestic voice suddenly came from behind.

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The room full of people turned around to look and hurriedly called for someone.

"Father, you are back."

"Grandpa."

Mr. Wu glanced at everyone one by one. On the way back from the hospital, the boy had already told him about it. Now he looked at Yang Mingyi: "Brother Yi , you go down and change your clothes first."

Yang Mingyi looked at Guaizi and hesitated: "I..."

Mr. Wu raised his hand to stop him and said: "Don't worry, I won't let you go when I come back. People bullied him."

Chen's heart skipped a beat, not expecting the person to come back so quickly.

Waiting for Yang Mingyi to leave, Mr. Wu came to the master's seat and sat down: "Can someone tell me what happened?"

Mrs. Chen looked at Wu Jiayi, who pursed her lips and stood up: "Grandpa, Today, I was playing in the back garden with my cousin Chen and my third and sixth brothers. Brother Yi and Guaizi were feeding the fish by the pool. Cousin Chen accidentally bumped Brother Yi, who fell into the lake and Brother Guaizi. "..." She paused and glanced at Guaizi. Seeing that he was in tears and clenching his fists, she continued: "Guaizi started fighting with Cousin Chen."

Wu Jiale frowned. , wanted to stand up, Wu Junjie held his shoulders and looked at him coldly.

The good boy shouted: "That's not the case. You are talking nonsense. My father is talking nonsense. You tell lies and deceive people. Your tongue is rotten. Your tongue is rotten."

Wu Jiale didn't reply.

Mr. Wu looked at her carefully: "Jia Le, people have to be responsible for their own words and deeds. Are everything you said true? Can you be responsible? Can you be fair and impartial without favoring anyone?"

"I... · ·" Wu Jiale's palms were sweating, and Mrs. Chen coughed. She lowered her eyes, was silent for a moment, and said yes.

Mr. Wu stopped asking him and turned to look at Wu Junjie.

"Herojie, tell grandpa what happened at that time."

Wu Junjie stood up, lowered his eyes and stated, which was not very different from what Wu Jiale said.

Mr. Wu nodded again, and then looked at Guaizi: "Good boy."

Guaizi's eyes and the tip of his nose were red, and there were still tears in his eyes, and he looked like he couldn't shed them. He was really pitiful and painful. He waved: "Come to grandpa."

The good boy raised his arm to wipe his tears and shook his head.

Mr. Wu sighed and took a step back: "Then tell grandpa what happened at that time and why you hit Brother Chen. Can you tell grandpa?"

The good boy looked at Brother Zhao and nodded when he saw him. As if he had gained courage, he took a breath and said: "Yang Zhu and I were feeding the fish by the pond. Brother Chen bumped into me. Yang Zhu almost fell to the ground..."

When he hit the first time, Brother Chen bumped into him. , Yang Mingyi was startled, but the force of Chen Weidong's impact was not too great. He grabbed the willow branch hanging above his head and used the force to stabilize his body. However, when Chen Weidong saw that he did not fall, he actually hit him again. The second time.

The boy was frightened and wanted to catch him, but Yang Mingyi was afraid that he would jump in and waved away his hand.

All the young ladies and young masters of the mansion were playing here, and there were many maids waiting on them. After hearing the noise, they hurried over to rescue Yang Mingyi. Chen Weidong only choked on his saliva when he saw the man, sneered and wanted to leave, but the good boy stretched out his hand. Blocked the way.

"Why did you push Yang Zhu?"

"Who said I pushed him?" Chen Weidong smiled and said, "It was obviously an accidental collision."

"You're talking nonsense." Guaizi said anxiously.

Wu Jiayi came over: "I saw it. My cousin was just careless. Get out of the way."

"Apologise." Guaizi said.

Chen Weidong was impatient: "I told you, I bumped into him accidentally, get out of here."

The good guy saw that Yang Mingyi was soaked and embarrassed, so he didn't get out of the way.

He repeated: "Apologise."

Chen Weidong took two steps forward and pushed him away: "Go away~"

The good boy staggered a few steps. Yang Mingyi was in shock. Seeing him being bullied, he was about to come over. The good boy said first: "I I need to tell grandpa."

Chen Weidong panicked and immediately grabbed him. The boy kept struggling. Chen Weidong coaxed him and said, "Don't go. If you are obedient, I will take you with me next time we play games."

When the good guy said no, Chen Weidong's expression changed slightly. Seeing how hard he was struggling, he almost let go. He felt anxious and instinctively slapped him on the head.

"I told you not to go."

This slap was effective. The good boy fell to the ground, and then he got up using his limbs very quickly, as if he didn't dare to lie on it because the ground was full of sparks. He stood still and stopped shouting to tell his grandfather. He only covered the right ear that was hit and looked at Chen Weidong blankly, as if he was frightened.

Yang Mingyi hurried over and pushed Chen Weidong away to see if the boy was hurt. Then he called him twice, but the boy didn't respond.

He still covered his ears and looked at Chen Weidong blankly.

When Yang Mingyi saw that he was silent, his pale and bloodless lips trembled faintly, his cheeks were tight and white as paper, and if you looked closely, it seemed that his whole body was trembling.

This is clearly a gesture of fear.

"Good boy, what's wrong with you?"

Good boy's face turned horribly pale, and a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He moved his mouth, but he couldn't speak for a long time.

He was like a mute.

"Good boy?"

Yang Mingyi had never seen him like this before. He panicked and was about to call someone to find the doctor. When he was caught off guard, the good boy suddenly hit Chen Weidong.

He struck fast and hard. First he jumped up and punched Chen Weidong on the nose, and then kicked him in the stomach. His force was so strong that Chen Weidong fell to the ground. The boy sat on his neck and grabbed his hands. He grabbed his hair, smashed it to the ground, and then punched him in the mouth.

All this happened in an instant. By the time everyone reacted, Chen Weidong was already bruised and swollen.

Wu Jiale wanted to come over and stop Guai Zai, but Guai Zai punched him on the back of his hand.

Severe pain hit, Wu Jiale took a breath, waved his hands desperately, and did not dare to come closer.

The servants stepped forward to pull him, but the boy waved his fists to prevent anyone from getting close. The boy on one side took advantage of him not paying attention and reached out from behind to wrap his arms around him, trying to drag him away, but he couldn't hit him with his hands. The good boy stretched out his legs and kicked again, struggling hard, but the servant was outstruck and he broke free. He immediately sat on Chen Weidong who was just trying to get up, and then punched him one after another.

Chen Weidong had already had his teeth replaced. His front teeth had grown in for several years and were very strong, but he was focused on one spot.

He wants to be a man.

He wants to be a man.

He wanted to take this front tooth home to his father.

He is a little man.

Chen Weidong screamed miserably. None of the children of the Wu family dared to get close. They stood watching from a distance and felt trembling with fear.

Wu Junjie pointed at the servant on the side: "Why are you still standing there? You still don't know how to pull him away."

In the end, the two servants worked together to hold him down.

The boy's eyes were red, and he was twisting and struggling, like a little animal falling into a net, roaring, bumping around, trying to break free from the net.

Everyone was frightened by his sudden almost crazy appearance.

Yang Mingyi sensed something was wrong with him, and hugged him regardless of his kicking and beating without distinction between friend and foe.

He comforted him: "It's okay, dear boy, it's okay, Uncle Yang is here, dear boy~"

After that, Mrs. Chen arrived with someone. Chen Weidong covered his mouth and rolled on the ground. Mrs. Chen asked someone to help him back to the main hall. , and sent someone to call the doctor. Yang Mingyi knew that the matter was not over yet. Thinking of the look in her eyes when she looked over just now, Yang Mingyi knew her nature and was afraid that he could not protect the good boy, so he asked the servant on the side to go to Xiangling Street to inform Brother Zhao. Son, he walked towards the main hall with his dear boy in his arms and followed him.

Before leaving, the good boy didn't forget to pick up Chen Weidong's front tooth that was still stained with blood.

That's the whole thing.

What he said was quite different from what Wu Jiale and Wu Junjie said. Mr. Wu was silent for a while and then looked at Wu Junjie.

"Jie'er, what the good boy said is different from what you brothers and sisters said!"

"Grandpa, everything my grandson said is true, don't you dare..."

Mr. Wu slapped the table with his palm, "Bang There was a loud noise, and Mrs. Chen trembled. She felt a slap on the top of her heart. The handkerchief was tightly twisted. She tried her best to stay calm. She was about to say something, but she heard Mr. Wu say seriously: "What a gentleman does and what he doesn't do, you look at me, think it over clearly and then say it carefully."

Facing Mr. Wu's serious gaze, Wu Junjie stuttered at this moment: "Grandson, grandson..." "

Wu Jiale stood up: "Grandpa, Chen Weidong did it on purpose. The second sister asked him to push cousin Yang Mingyi into the lake."

Chen immediately scolded him: "Jiale..."

Mr. Wu: "Let's do it. He said. "

Chen Weidong said anxiously: "I didn't mean it."

Wu Junjie pinched his fingers uneasily.

Although Wu Jiale has a dull temper, he is not afraid of getting into trouble.

"You didn't do it on purpose? Then why did you hit someone twice in a row? You can say you didn't do it on purpose the first time, but what about the second time? You were playing in the flower garden first, which is far away from the pool. Why didn't you do it on purpose? Where are you going? Why didn't you hit the second sister? I saw you guys getting together and didn't know what to say, and then ran to the pool. "

Mr. Wu didn't say anything anymore and asked the housekeeper to look around. Several servants who were serving called for people, and once they inquired about it, they all knew what happened.

Mr. Wu sighed and looked at Wu Junjie and Chen with disappointment.

"I could have just called someone to ask for details, but I wanted to give you a chance, but you all thought I was old and stupid. One or two of them teamed up to lie to me."

Wu Haojie had previously said to The jealousy and unwillingness of the good boy were completely replaced by fear at this moment and disappeared completely. He knelt on the ground: "Grandpa, my grandson is wrong. Please forgive me. My grandson was just confused for a moment."

Mr. Wu seemed a little tired . .

"Why do you do this?"

Why?

Probably dissatisfied and unwilling.

As the eldest grandson of Wu Junjie, Mr. Wu valued him the most and always focused on teaching him. He was also smart, and Mr. Wu often praised him.

But after a trip to Fu'an Town, Mr. Wu was full of praise for the good boy when he came back. He only said that he had never seen such a smart boy in his life. It would be great if he could be accepted as his disciple. It's a pity that this kid is so stingy. The father disagrees.

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Xiao Kenai, please explain it here.

I saw a little Kenai said, "These pictures are a bit confusing, let's make up the numbers." I looked back and didn't make excuses.

Maybe it's because I wrote about the coffin, finding the hole, and the Liu family, which everyone thought were redundant. But like finding the hole, I just skipped it. Once the male protagonist went out and didn't come back until the evening, little Kenai would say again, "dig a hole." Damn it, did it take that long? So that he didn't even know that his son was being bullied? People from the Liu family, who like to look at details, might say that the people in the village value the land so much, how could they just come here? What to do with the fields? Did I miss something again?

Just like the last time I wrote about the male protagonist taking Chinese medicine in Yang's Mansion, I didn't write about his escape process. Someone asked me, why didn't he find a doctor? Didn't anyone see it on the street? This is illogical, but in fact, Du Niang said that the drug was difficult to control and could cause an attack on the spot, and the cannon fodder sent people to chase him. The male protagonist couldn't control it, but he just didn't dare to run to a crowded place. Once he does something degrading on the street, the imperial examination will come to an end in this life. But I just roughly said that he ran into the mountains, and everyone said there was something wrong, so I thought it would be better to describe some things. Be clear.

There is also the fight between Guaizi and Chen Weidong. Some Xiao Kenai said that it was torture for the sake of torture. No, because my outline is that the twists and turns of Guaizi's schooling will lead to the male protagonist finally going into battle to teach him personally.

If nothing happened, how could he get out of the Wu family? It's just a normal phenomenon to be bullied, and it's not enough for him to 'drop out' of school directly! There has to be a valid reason. Moreover, in a big family, there is no guarantee that everyone is upright. Some people may be talkative, some may be stingy, some may be selfish, and people may have many faces.

As for Guaizi, it was because he had been following Fang Zichen for a long time, and Zhao Geer's parents had some other matters. The combination of the reasons made him finally choose to go with Fang Zichen. Otherwise, when the time comes, there will be little Kannai again. Said that he was ungrateful, the second male lead worked so hard to give birth to him, and he actually left with the male lead.

I followed the outline, because one thing will lead to another thing happening.

That probably explains a lot! Long-winded.

Finally, I really appreciate your support and companionship all the way. Thank you, May Day tomorrow, I wish you a happy holiday! (＾ω＾)

Chapter 270

Mr. Wu always talks about Guaizi. After listening to him talk too much, Wu Junjie is not only curious about Guaizi, but also uncontrollably jealous.

Because although Mr. Wu has praised him, he has never given him such a high evaluation.

Later, when the good boy came and saw Mr. Wu focusing most of his attention on him, Wu Junjie's unwillingness and jealousy reached its peak, almost drowning and destroying him.

Why?

His surname is Wu, and he is the eldest grandson of the family. Grandpa has always valued him. Now, a little foreigner who knows more words, how can he get most of his grandfather's favor?

Why?

He is the Wu family!

He also felt that he shouldn't speak like this. After all, once he asked about this matter, he would know the truth.

But he wanted to bet on his grandfather's trust and respect for him - even though he knew he was panicking, he was the eldest grandson and he had high hopes for him. Could his grandfather turn a blind eye to this matter because he was partial to him? Close one eye.

Mr. Wu always favored him, but his preference was not unprincipled.

Now it's one wrong step, one wrong step after another.

Mr. Wu looked at him and then at Wu Jiayi. He knew without asking.

I had wondered before why she was hostile to Brother Yi. Although Wu Jiayi thought she hid it well, she was still young and many things were revealed to the surface. Mr. Wu had lived for most of his life, so he could see it.

He asked Mr. Wu to talk to Wu Jiayi, but Wu Jiayi always denied it and said no.

Now it is not difficult to guess from Wu Junjie.

"Jie'er, I have been teaching you since you were a child. The sea is open to all rivers. Tolerance is great. People are strong without desires. As an individual, he will have shortcomings and deficiencies. There will also be one, two or even thousands of people who are better than him. What should I do? You should learn from the strengths of others. This is to learn from each other's strengths instead of blindly comparing and being jealous. I have always known that you are not a very generous person, but I also feel that as a person, he has I haven't said much about your shortcomings, but I have never thought that you are so narrow-minded and intolerable to others." Mr. Wu said coldly: "You disappoint me so much."

"Grandpa... " "..."

Mr. Wu raised his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say more.

Wu Zeyu has no future, and now the whole family relies on Mr. Wu. Mr. Chen also knows what kind of character Mr. Wu is, and will not dare to plead for mercy.

Mr. Wu looked at Wu Jiayi: "Jiayi."

Wu Jiayi pursed her lips and said with red eyes: "Grandpa, it was Jiayi who was wrong. Jiayi shouldn't...shouldn't lie."

As soon as she said these words , Mr. Wu was even more disappointed with her.

"Is this the only thing you're wrong about?" The anger that had been suppressed before suddenly burst out. Mr. Wu scolded: "You still don't admit it until now. You are really hopeless."

"Grandpa· · ····"

"You didn't like Brother Yi before. I asked you once, but you never said. Brother Yi finally came here once, and you took the lead in rejecting him. Do you think that I am the same as your brother? Partiality." Mr. Wu looked at Wu Jiayi's stubborn look and said bluntly: "I admit that I am a little partial to Brother Yi, but why? Because I pity him for losing his mother when he was young, and his father is not a competent person. I'm more concerned about him, but what about you? Even if I neglect you, you still have someone to love you. If you lose your parents, I will still love you. They are all my brothers. What's the matter? Treat Brother Yi like that? Now you still have people push him into the pool. You also resort to such dirty methods. Since you haven't learned half of the etiquette, justice and shame I taught you over the years, from now on, you will join your brother. , don't come to the classroom again."

He said this seriously, and Wu Jiayi and Chen immediately knelt down.

"Grandpa, I was wrong, I was wrong."

"Father, Haojie and Jiayi are still young. They were confused for a while. Please forgive them for once." Chen said crying. He knew what Mr. Wu meant. He didn't want to continue to train Wu Junjie.

"One is ten years old and the other is twelve. They are not young anymore." Wu Laodao said: "This temperament is like that of a tree. Once it becomes a traitor, it is difficult to change. If we fight to the death, it will only break. I used to teach them both. , it's still like this, it's not their problem, it's my problem. From now on, send heroes to the academy to be taught by other masters."

Mrs. Chen's face changed greatly, and she anxiously asked again, but who knew. Mr. Wu added: "I am partly responsible for the two children becoming like this, but you, the mother-in-law, bear the big responsibility. They are both your children. If you do this, you are negligent in discipline. In the future, this house will be ruined." Leave the matters here to Brother Tang."

"Father." Mrs. Chen knelt forward and kowtowed: "Father, please take back these words!"

She is the head of the family. When she goes out, her main room will be just an empty shell. How should the servants below see her?

This is to disgrace her!

She just made such a small mistake, why is it like this, why is it like this!

But words spoken are like water thrown out, they cannot be taken back.

Mr. Wu: "Teach Xiaozhi well first. After giving birth to three children and two crooked ones, do you have anything else to think about?"

Mrs. Chen cried and said, "Father, Haojie and Jiayi are all guilty. It's a trivial matter, why do you favor other people's children and be so harsh on your own grandchildren? They are your biological grandchildren!"

"It's because of my biological grandchildren that I'm being harsh to them today. You think it's a trivial matter. But to me, if they tell lies for their own selfish purposes today, if I don't punish them severely, they will take to the streets with knives tomorrow, and Wu Jiayi will become the second of the Zheng family."

Chen Weidong never dared to speak, trembling. Standing aside sullenly, he didn't know that just a small thing would cause his aunt and cousin to be punished like this.

Brother Zhao didn't look again, he hugged the boy and was about to leave. When he got outside the door, Yang Mingyi came towards him holding the baggage.

Wu Mansion was like this now, and he felt like he couldn't stay any longer.

But if we were to return to Fu'an Town now, it would be too late. If we set out now, we would have to arrive in Fu'an Town in the middle of the night.

He had money on him and wanted to find an inn for one night, but Brother Zhao asked him to go back with him. Xiaofeng's bed was big, and he, Xiaofeng and Xie Xiaoyu could sleep together.

It is dangerous for a little brother to be alone outside.

When Mr. Wu heard that the housekeeper said that Yang Mingyi and Brother Zhao had left, he gave up the idea of ​​persuading them to come back.

Let him be!

Living at home, Brother Yi might not feel comfortable either.

The good boy was languid all the way and kept lying on Brother Zhao's shoulder.

Halfway through, Yang Mingyi suddenly said: "Brother Zhao, I'm sorry."

Brother Zhao paused and looked at him: "Why are you saying sorry?"

"The good guy is just trying to help me, so he..."

"He should be beaten." Guaizi said.

"I don't blame you." Brother Zhao also said: "Chen Weidong has been bullying the good boy. Even if we don't fight today, we will fight in the future."

Yang Mingyi still blamed himself: "But..."

" No buts." Brother Zhao interrupted him, changed the subject, and asked him how many days he planned to stay in Yuanzhou this time.

The first Mr. Wu wrote to Yang Mutao and agreed to stay for four days. Mr. Wu had not seen him for a long time, so he wanted to keep him for a few more days. Yang Mutao did not dare to say no, so he took over Yang Mingyi's work and let him Coming.

Unexpectedly, after only one day of staying, this happened.

Brother Zhao smiled and said: "Then you should give yourself a holiday and stay at my place. Just come over and talk to Mr. Wu at noon. There are many people in the house and it will be lively."

Yang Mingyi hesitated, seeing that the good boy regained his energy. Angry, Yang Mingyi looked at him expectantly, and after looking into those big eyes for a moment, Yang Mingyi was defeated again.

"Okay."

Guaizi laughed.

Brother Zhao took the opportunity to ask him why he was unhappy just now?

The good boy opened his palm, and inside it was Chen Weidong's front tooth that was still stained with blood.

"Father said that Guaizi should bring the bad guy's front teeth back to him, but Guaizi didn't complete the task." Seeing Yang Mingyi and Brother Zhao looking at him with some confusion, Guaizi said: "There are two front teeth. !"

Brother Zhao: "..."

One is enough.

Chen Weidong is ten years old. This front tooth has been replaced, but now it has fallen out. It is not known whether it will grow back in the future.

Fang Zichen came back in the evening with a tired body, but his buttocks were not even hot from sitting. After hearing what Brother Zhao said, he stood up immediately, rolled up his sleeves and said he was going to Wu's house. Brother Zhao held him down.

His own children don't have to suffer, so forget it. What he is worried about now is whether the Chen family will come to his door.

"Just look for him." Fang Zichen's voice dropped to zero, and he said: "It's the father's fault if you raise him or not. I will beat him when he comes."

Guaizi was in Xiaofeng's room, and several adults and children at home They were surrounding him, offering their condolences one by one.

Xie Xiaoyu looked at him and saw that he was unharmed. He sat next to him and asked him: "Good boy, did you really get into a fight with that fat guy from the Chen family?

" , he bullied Yang Zhu."

Xie Xiaoyu looked towards Yang Mingyi and saw that the other party was talking to Xiaofeng. He looked very good-looking, but his temperament was cold. He didn't look like he could play with children. I have often heard Guaizai talk about this person. When he went to the hospital to see Li Yisheng, he would always buy some snacks for Guaizai on the way back. If he ate something delicious, Guaizai would keep it. This time he would tell his father and next time I gave it to my father, and next time I said I wanted to give it to Yang Zhu.

He asked who Yang Zhu was, and Guai Zai quietly leaned into his ear and said, "Yang Zhu is Yang Zhu! He is my friend. Guai Zai wants to marry him in the future. Guai Zai has saved enough fifty coins." , The good boy will treat you like a hot bed bird right away. "

Looking at Yang Mingyi now, he is not too big, and he is about the same as Xiao Feng. The good boy's hair is neatly attached to his face, and his eyelashes are trembling slightly. Xie Xiaoyu felt that this boy had not learned enough at such a young age. Does he understand what a husband is? I'm afraid I don't even know yet! Last time, he was still naked but Zhao Geer chased him behind him and beat him with a wooden stick.

Returning the husband's son to the hot bed, it's not much better for him to warm the other person's bed.