Chapter 2: 11-20

Chapter 11

The sky was pale, and the warm sunshine had not yet jumped out of the horizon.

Xia Yang was jogging around Liujia Village in the morning breeze.

The small village was not very big, with only five, six or ten households and a population of only a few hundred people.

It faced the official road in front and was backed by high mountains. On one side, a river flowed around the village, and on the other side, it bordered other villages.

It was because of this geographical condition that there was very little cultivated land in the village, and the people were extremely poor and could not even get enough food and clothing. Most of them went out to work for a living

. In the past few days, Xia Yang was actively exercising while building the small courtyard where he lived.

The fenced yard was already planted with small vegetables, and many ridges were planted with vegetables. It would not be long before the vegetables could be self-sufficient.

He and Liu Jingwen had no land, and relied on shopping for everything. Xia Yang was now eager to earn money to prepare for the future.

"Why are you up?" Xia Yang ran to the door of his house and saw that Liu Jingwen had already gotten up and was fumbling to wash up

. "Why are you in such a hurry? Can't you wait for me to come back?" He watched Liu Jingwen's clumsy movements helplessly as his face was wiped bit by bit by a cloth. His tone was warning: "I'll say it again, take a bus to town."

A few low laughs came to his ears, and Xia Yang immediately got angry. If you don't listen, you deserve a beating. None of his brothers and sisters dared to disobey him.

"If you dare to disobey me again, I will force you to get on the bus myself." Xia Yang took a few steps forward and grabbed Liu Jingwen's arm to threaten, "Do you hear me? Speak."

"Got it." Liu Jingwen's crisp young voice was a bit lazy in the morning, "No meat buns for you to eat tonight, you're on the bus."

"Hey!" Xia Yang had no choice. He and Sanshu had to pay four cents for the bus ride, which was exactly the price of two meat buns. He said depressedly: "I'll make it myself if I want to eat. Take care of yourself."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen washed up slowly, not caring about Xia Yang's attitude at all, "I'm hungry."

"Wait." Xia Yang immediately lit a fire to cook. He wanted to say a few more words to him, but he couldn't bear it.

Liu Jingwen went out early and came back late every day. In order to save the bus fare in town, he was always exhausted when he came back. The hard work of running around for life could not be concealed on his fair face.

Xia Yang told him several times to go home early instead of saving money by taking the bus. Liu Jingwen agreed to it in person, but he did not listen to his advice this time.

Last night, Xia Yang went to the village head to arrest him in person. He caught him in the act, but Liu Jingwen did not care at all. He even said: Everyone in the village is like this. Why should a grown man like him suffer so much?

If he did not know that Liu Jingwen was only concerned about making money to support himself, and that his pretty face was full of bright smiles, Xia Yang would have taught him a lesson on the spot.

Let him know the consequences of disobedience, and see if he dares to say one thing in front of him and another behind his back in the future.

In the end, Xia Yang still went with a proud attitude and followed Liu Jingwen back obediently. All his plans were in vain.

"Eat." Xia Yang prepared the meal and called Liu Jingwen, "Little scholar, don't play tricks and pretend to be weak. I tell you that my temper is not that good."

"Got it." Liu Jingwen was still as gentle as water, and said softly: "I will definitely take the bus there, don't be angry, brother Yang."

"I'll trust you again." Xia Yang looked at him suspiciously, and didn't see any perfunctory expression on Liu Jingwen's face. "Think about it carefully. If you get sick from running around every day, no one will take care of you."

"Also, I'm going to the mountain today to find a way to make money. Don't let me worry." Xia Yang told him that if he was busy, he really wouldn't have much time to take care of Liu Jingwen.

He is now with Sanshu every day. With someone by his side, Xia Yang can feel more at ease. If he leaves Liu Jingwen alone at home every day, he will really be worried.

"Just tell the story if you can. Don't force yourself." Xia Yang reminded again, "Don't think about how much money you can make. Rest when you are tired. The family doesn't expect you to make much. I am here."

"Eat more and buy some delicious food." He chattered non-stop, one sentence after another. He didn't feel annoyed, but felt that it would be easier to do some work.

Liu Jingwen ate silently, without refutation or interruption of Xia Yang's words, letting him nag there until he finished his meal.

Then he said, "I'm done."

"Wait for me." Xia Yang saw him put down his bowl and chopsticks, and hurriedly picked up his bowl, "Sanshu didn't come, I'll take you to his house after I finish eating."

"No hurry." Liu Jingwen said, "Take a bus to the town, there is enough time, I told him yesterday not to come too early."

"Oh." Xia Yang was still wondering why he hadn't come at this time, usually he would have gotten up and left.

But after a while, Xia Yang had just finished washing the pots and bowls when Sanshu ran in from outside, "Brother Jingwen, Grandpa Liu has harnessed the cart, we should go."

"Okay." Liu Jingwen stood up, "Brother Yang, be careful when you go to the mountain. There are not many mountain products, and they can't be sold for much money. If there are not many, take them back and eat them yourself, don't run to the town." "

Got it." Xia Yang urged impatiently, "Let's go, why can't you say something nice, I earn money for you to spend."

"Heh." Liu Jingwen chuckled and said without comment: "My fault, I wish Brother Yang good luck and wealth."

"That's better, be careful on the road." Xia Yang said with satisfaction.

He would not tell Liu Jingwen that he was going to the back mountain to hunt. If he let him know that he might not be able to go, this little scholar looked gentle and shy, but Xia Yang had experienced his stubbornness. He

only told Liu Jingwen that he would pick some mountain products and sell them in the town to make money, so that he would have a legitimate excuse to appear in the town.

Xia Yang saw that the yard was almost cleaned up, so he put on his backpack, took the machete, and his sharpened bamboo spear, and decided to go to the back mountain today.

At this time, there were more and more people in this wasteland, all of whom were villagers who came out to chop firewood, dig wild vegetables, and pick pig grass.

Xia Yang walked on the dirt road, strode forward regardless of the dust. Because of Liu Jingwen's problem of taking a car, he left late today. Normally, he would not meet many villagers.

He thought that he might have to go out to the mountain at this time in the future. He didn't mean to avoid the villagers, but he was a little annoyed to see them pointing at him.

Xia Yang couldn't help but speed up his pace. He didn't say hello to anyone along the way, and he didn't have the usual interest in making friends. He was thinking about going to the back mountain.

He first checked the traps he had set, and caught two pheasants and a rabbit. Xia Yang was very happy. He had better luck today. In the past few

days, he has been running to the restaurant in the town. He has sent a lot of peaches, but there are not many game meats, and occasionally he would miss them.

It was just that he had too many things to do, so he could not stay in the mountains for long, but now that there was nothing to delay his steps, he wished he could stay in the mountains for a whole day to try to meet a big guy.

When he reached the top of the mountain, Xia Yang looked at the mountains in the distance. The mountains were one after another, and all kinds of green came into view everywhere.

He immediately went down the mountain without hesitation, looking for traces of prey along the way. Xia Yang sighed in his heart. He really had no hunting experience. He could only try his luck by recalling the little experience that the old people in the village said when they recalled the bitterness and sweetness.

The stream was flowing, and the jade was lush. Xia Yang was careful to pay attention to his feet, knocking the wild grass to avoid snakes and insects, and looking for prey footprints and feces.

"Hmm." Xia Yang stopped. The deeper he went into the mountains, the denser the trees were, blocking the sky and only a little sunlight fell on the ground through the gaps between the branches and leaves.

He was tired and thirsty, so he took out a bamboo tube and drank half a tube of water "gulp gulp". Xia Yang looked up at the sky, trying to judge what time it was.

He estimated that he had walked for more than four hours. Through the gaps between the branches and leaves, it seemed to be around ten o'clock in the morning. If he couldn't find any big prey, he could only hunt some pheasants and rabbits to take back.

There were many of these things in the deep mountains. He met several along the way, much more than in the outer mountain, but he never took action.

Listening to the direction of the flowing water, Xia Yang wanted to go there to take a look. He heard that there were always some animals drinking water in the mountain rivers. He didn't know if he could meet them.

"Hurry, run."

"Run to the river, let's go in the water."

Before Xia Yang could take a step, he suddenly heard panicked shouts not far away. He hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound. Before he could see clearly, he heard several heavy landings, like large animals running.

"Not good." Xia Yang's heart moved, raised his legs and ran towards a big tree, jumped and grabbed the trunk, and climbed up quickly with his hands and feet.

As soon as he stood firm on the tree, he saw several figures rushing out of the woods, running desperately in panic. Xia Yang looked back and saw several wild boars following closely.

The sharp fangs made people shudder, and the whole body was full of fierceness. Xia Yang's heart trembled. The deep mountains were indeed full of dangers. It would be dangerous if he encountered them once.

"Climb the tree, climb the tree." Xia Yang saw that several people were still running desperately, and hurriedly reminded them. It was estimated that these people were also scared.

"Climb the tree, climb the tree." Xia Yang shouted, and several people also reacted and rushed to the tree. Unfortunately, one of the small figures was too late.

He fell behind, and the nearest wild boar was only a few steps away from him. He had no time to climb the tree, and the others were climbing the tree. No one saw his current situation.

"Swish."

Xia Yang didn't care about so much, and directly threw the bamboo spear in his hand, which just pierced the wild boar's neck, winning a glimmer of life for that person.

"Hurry up and climb the tree." Xia Yang shouted hurriedly. He saw that the wild boars behind him were about to catch up, and he didn't dare to get down from the tree to help, so he could only remind them.

The little figure was very agile. Hearing the screams of the wild boar behind him, he quickly jumped a few steps away, then grabbed a tree and climbed up.

The wild boar was stabbed in the neck by Xia Yang's bamboo spear, but it did not fall to the ground. Instead, it became more and more manic, running around and howling on the ground, trying to shake off the long bamboo spear on its neck.

The wild boars behind caught up and circled around the mad wild boar. Each of them looked manic, which frightened the people who saw it.

None of the people who climbed up the tree spoke. They all kept silent, watching the wild boars tossing around under the tree, running around and bumping around.

As time passed little by little, there was no sign of the wild boars leaving. Xia Yang didn't know how long it had been, but he felt that the days were long. His stomach unconsciously began to protest and a feeling of hunger came over him.

Xia Yang felt bitter. Why did he encounter this? If he was stopped and couldn't go back, he didn't know how worried the little scholar would be. He was anxious.

"Hey, how are you going to drive the wild boars away?" He didn't care that he shouldn't say anything at this time, and hurriedly asked the people on the trees not far away. "Don't make a sound

." Not far from Xia Yang, a person said with a vicissitudes of life.

"What's the point of being silent." Xia Yang said irritably: "Don't think of a way to make them leave, and are you still waiting to spend the night here?"

"No way." The voice said helplessly.

Xia Yang turned his head and saw that it was a burly middle-aged man, "Aren't you hunters?"

"Yes, I was a hunter. I wanted to lead them away from the group, but I didn't expect that they were never left alone." The middle-aged man sighed.

Xia Yang wanted to swear in order to attract one to shoot and kill, but he didn't expect to attract too many and get himself into trouble. The problem was that he also got himself into trouble.

They only said a few words, and several wild boars had already found their target and began to savagely hit the big tree where they lived.

Maybe because Xia Yang talked too much, several wild boars rushed towards the big tree where he lived, and the tree trunk made a loud noise.

Xia Yang hugged the tree trunk tightly, watching the three wild boars under the tree hitting hard, and he became more and more irritated and uneasy, wondering if the tree could withstand it.

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Chapter 12

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The wild boars under the tree kept hitting each other. Xia Yang knew that it was his bamboo spear that caused the trouble and aroused the wild boar's ferocity.

He looked at the other people hiding in the trees. It was extremely quiet without a sound, and he felt very annoyed.

In fact, he was sure that he could run away by himself, but accidents were inevitable. If he was injured or something serious, Xia Yang felt that he could not explain to the young scholar.

There was another point that made Xia Yang hesitate. If he ran away and left the people behind, he would feel bad if something went wrong.

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The wild boars hit each other like crazy, and they would not stop until they knocked Xia Yang off the tree. He sighed in his heart: It seems that I have to do it in front of people today! There were

five wild boars in total, three of them were exerting force under his tree, and the other two were wandering around, as if to help.

"You can only get rich if you are in danger." Xia Yang cursed fiercely, "If you don't want to live, I will keep you here today."

He took the backpack off his back and hung it on a thick branch to prevent it from falling. He took out a rope from it and tied one end firmly to the tree trunk.

He tied a knot on the other end and ignored the wild boar under his tree. He aimed directly at one of the wild boars that was wandering around. He swung his arm and put a rope around the wild boar and pulled the rope.

"Roar, roar." The wild boar's neck was bound, and it howled and raised its head and swung back and forth.

Xia Yang ignored it and let it toss around. However, the wild boar's cry attracted the attention of the other wild boars, and he took advantage of this opportunity. He

jumped down the tree and landed on one of the wild boars under the tree. The downward momentum of his body pressed the wild boar's body to the side.

Xia Yang kicked hard with his feet and kicked the wild boar to the ground. Before the other wild boars could react, he aimed his knife at the throat of the wild boar lying on the ground and hit it hard.

"Puff." Blood splattered everywhere. The entire throat was cut by him. The wild boar kicked its legs

a few times and stopped moving. At this time, Xia Yang had no time to care about these things. After cutting the throat, he rushed to the wild boar that he had stabbed and reached out to stab it with a bamboo spear.

He didn't care about the blood that was sprayed out. He swung his hand with the axe to make another cut. The wild boar, which was already injured and had consumed a lot of energy from hitting the tree, fell to the ground with a "boom".

Xia Yang was very fast. Before the wild boars noticed him, he knocked down two wild boars in succession. At this moment, he met the third wild boar under the tree.

This wild boar had already discovered him. The two wild boars fell to the ground in succession, making a lot of noise. Just when it turned around and wanted to rush to Xia Yang, it didn't expect that a knife had already come to it.

Xia Yang chopped it in the eye with a knife. The wild boar raised its head in pain and howled miserably, just exposing its neck. He lowered his body and made another throat-cutting action.

Then, the wild boar rushed forward a few steps, and fell down with a "thump" as the bright red blood flowed from the cut throat.

At this time, there was a sound of breaking air. Xia Yang turned his head and saw that a wild boar that was circling not far from him under the tree was rushing towards him. At this moment, it was only three or four steps away from him.

"Ah, ah." The wild boar, with a feather arrow stuck in its body, let out a howl, and then stared at Xia Yang fiercely, with a fierce look as if it was going to bite him to death in the next moment.

Xia Yang hurriedly stepped back a few steps, scared out of his wits, and then another arrow shot at the pig's eye. "Ah."

The wild boar howled in pain. Xia Yang took advantage of the moment when it paused, swung his knife forward and cut its throat again, then jumped to the side and turned around and ran.

The successive actions almost exhausted all of Xia Yang's strength. He didn't care to look at the wild boar anymore, and hurriedly climbed up a nearby tree.

" " The wild boar that Xia Yang had caught struggled for a while, broke the noose with a sudden effort, and ran away in panic.

"Huh." Xia Yang exhaled, raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. He was not going to chase.

"Quick, quick, chase." With a shout, two figures came down from the tree that had been silent before, and hurriedly chased the wild boar while shooting arrows.

The wild boar that Xia Yang cut the throat of last also fell to the ground with a bang, kicked its hind legs and stopped moving. The four wild boars fell to the ground in a mess.

Then two more figures came down from the tree, one of them was a burly middle-aged man, and said to Xia Yang: "Little brother, thank you for what you did today."

"We have to chase the wild boar, go ahead." The middle-aged man kept his pace and chased in the direction of the wild boar.

"Why don't you leave?" Xia Yang looked at the man next to the man who had not left, and asked curiously: "Aren't you going to hunt wild boars?"

The man was not very old, only about ten or fifteen or sixteen years old, and his body was thin like a willow swaying in the wind. Even such a man could hunt wild boars.

"You here?" The young man looked at the wild boars lying on the ground, then looked at Xia Yang, and said hesitantly: "Let me call someone for you. You can't carry it back by yourself."

"Oh." Xia Yang smiled. It turned out that he remembered the little help he had given. He came down from the tree and said: "I haven't thanked you yet. You helped me a lot just now."

"No, no." The young man shook his head hurriedly, and said embarrassedly: "If it weren't for you, I would have been knocked over by the wild boar, and I don't know if I would be alive."

"Same." Xia Yang said: "You saved me too. If it weren't for your archery, I might have been injured today. Thank you."

As they were talking, they heard a complaint coming from the woods: "It's really crazy. He ran away in a blink of an eye. We were scared for nothing."

Xia Yang saw three people coming out of the woods. They were the hunters who had just chased the wild boar. Except for the middle-aged man, the other two were young men in their twenties.

"It was luck that we escaped." said the middle-aged man. He glanced at Xia Yang, smiled innocently and said, "Thanks to this young brother today. Without him, it would be difficult for us to get away." "

Hey." A sturdy young man said, "The worst that can happen is that we will fight with them. They will leave one day."

After he finished speaking, he frowned slightly, with a gloomy look on his face, "If we wait a little longer, maybe we can get a wild boar by shooting a few arrows."

Another young man next to him pulled his sleeve and smiled at Xia Yang, "Thank you, brother."

The middle-aged man stepped forward a few steps, "We are from Shanxia Village." He pointed to the young man standing with Xia Yang, "We are from the same village." He

then introduced the two young men, "They are hunters from Hewan Village, our neighboring village."

It turned out that they all came out hunting separately, and accidentally discovered the traces of wild boars. They agreed to hunt a wild boar together, but they didn't expect that the result went against their wishes and they almost got into trouble.

The muscular young man looked at the four wild boars on the ground, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and then he concealed his emotions and said to Xia Yang: "Brother, you are so skilled, why do you look unfamiliar, which village are you from?"

"It's just luck." Xia Yang did not say his village, he did not want to expose himself, lest people doubt his ability and could not explain it.

He has this skill, not just the skills he learned in the village, but also the skills he learned from a year of boxing to earn money to set up a construction team.

"Brother, how are you going to take these wild boars back?" The muscular young man asked, his eyes full of calculations, "Today we also bring you luck, let's make money together."

He looked like he was joking and discussing with Xia Yang, "Why don't we brothers help together, otherwise you will have to throw these wild boars on the mountain."

"Okay." Xia Yang agreed without hesitation, "You transport them to the town and take a wild boar as a thank you gift."

"Okay." The young man patted his chest happily and said, "Leave it to us. We guarantee to transport it to the town for you."

"We can't take four wild boars away." The middle-aged man said, "Our village is only about ten miles away from the town. Why don't you go to our village and find a few people to help."

"Okay, I'll give each person who helps a pound of meat." The young man said, "Isn't this a lot?"

"A lot." The man said, he turned and greeted the young man from the same village, "Brother Zhao, go back to the village and call a few people..."

"Goodbye." The man was stopped by the sturdy young man before he finished his words. He looked at Wang Zhao with disdain, "Your luck is so bad today, I guess it's the bad luck brought by this boy."

He said harshly and rudely, "A young boy who doesn't stay at home and runs to the mountains to hunt is really embarrassing. He will never be able to get married in the future."

"You're going too far." The middle-aged man's face darkened, and he said, "You took the initiative to find us, and you said that Zhao Ge'er's archery skills were good and asked him to participate. Now that you didn't kill the wild boar, you want to put the responsibility on others."

"That's because I overestimated the bad luck that a little boy brought." The young man confronted the middle-aged man aggressively, "You still wanted to help him, who dares to get close to him now."

As he spoke, he winked at the young man beside him, and the young man stepped forward to smooth things over, "Otherwise, let him go back and pass on the message, and then give him two pounds of meat, so it's not a loss."

Xia Yang didn't want to waste any more time, and looked at Zhao Ge'er, who was pale and biting his lips, and said, "The wild boar can be divided among the three of you. Zhao Ge'er won't participate. I have other things for him to help."

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When Xia Yang transported the wild boar to the town, it was already 3 p.m.

"Manager Wang." Xia Yang greeted him with a smile, "There are two big guys outside, manager, do you want them?"

"What good stuff do you have, kid?" It was the afternoon when the restaurant was not busy, and Manager Wang also had the leisure to joke with Xia Yang.

"Wild boar." Xia Yang said, "I said I would send you a big one, so I will do what I said."

He held his head high and chest out with a bright smile. He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Manager Wang, "Manager, please go outside and take a look."

Manager Wang followed him outside and saw a ox cart parked outside the door. Xia Yang stepped forward and uncovered the cover, "Did you see it?"

"Oh!" Manager Wang said in surprise, "You are good, kid. I just need a wild boar here, and I want to ask a familiar hunter to hunt it for me. You sent it here first."

When Xia Yang heard this, it seemed that he could accept two wild boars, so he flattered the manager, "Manager, you usually do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and everything you wish for will come true without any effort."

"Hahaha." Manager Wang laughed. He was happy whether it was the solution to his own problem or Xia Yang's little flattery.

"Eighteen coins per catty." Manager Wang said, "Let them weigh it for you."

He called a few men to help, and after a busy day of work, they settled the bill. Manager Wang said, "The two wild boars are not small, six hundred and eighty and ten and sixty catties, I'll give you an integer of six hundred and ninety catties, twelve taels and four hundred and twenty coins."

"Thank you, shopkeeper." Xia Yang took the silver and was happy. He specially picked two big ones to send over.

"Alas!" Manager Wang shook his head and sighed, "You are a good and capable boy. Hunting is very dangerous, and you don't hunt every day. Why don't I give you a job to see if you are willing to do it?"

Chapter 13

"Brother Zhao, have you finished killing the pig?"

Xia Yang left the restaurant and did not go home. He took a bullock cart to the village at the foot of the mountain. He asked loudly before entering Wang Zhao's house.

"It was killed a long time ago." Wang Zhao smiled and welcomed Xia Yang in. "More than half of it has been sold. Uncle Dashan just went back not long ago."

"This is fast." Xia Yang was surprised. "I really trouble you."

Uncle Dashan is a middle-aged man and a hunter in Shanxia Village. Xia Yang was afraid that the restaurant could not accept three pigs, so he left one for Wang Zhao to kill at his home, and then sold it after seeing if anyone in the village wanted to buy it. Uncle Dashan

was enthusiastic. He took so much money from Xia Yang that he volunteered to help. He told Xia Yang to go to the town to deliver the wild boar without worry, and leave the work here to him and Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao looked at the bullock cart at the door and said, "There are still dozens of kilograms of meat left. I will help you load it. Most of the people in the village have bought it. Take it back to your village to see if you can sell some more. "

"No need to take it back." Xia Yang waved his hand.

He looked at Wang Zhao's poor courtyard, three old thatched houses, a small kitchen and utility room that were about to collapse, and it was full of desolation. He

looked at Wang Zhao's brothers and sisters standing at the door, staring at the pork placed in the yard, and felt pity for him and wanted to help him more.

"Give me ten kilograms of the remaining pork, and the rest is yours." Xia Yang said: "Just give me one hundred kilograms of the money from selling pork."

"That won't do." Wang Zhao refused. According to Xia Yang's distribution, each of them should get half, so how could he take it.

Xia Yang was firm in his attitude and would not allow him to shirk. "If you don't want it, it will be less than the two people in Hewan Village. I won't dare to trouble you again in the future. This is what you should take. I didn't give you more."

"This." Wang Zhao looked embarrassed, frowned and pinched the corner of his clothes, unable to make a decision.

Xia Yang saved me today, and I had been thinking of repaying him. How could I ask for such a generous gift from him? So Wang Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "You gave too much, I can't accept it, just leave a few pounds of meat."

"Haha." Xia Yang laughed heartily, "Is this too much? Two people from Hewan Village helped me transport wild boars down the mountain, but didn't help me slaughter and sell them. Each of them got half a pig. How could the people who really helped me get less than them?"

"Okay." Wang Zhao laughed when he heard this, and saw that Xia Yang must give it, and said gratefully, "Then I'll take it, thank you."

It was indeed the situation Xia Yang said, and he also understood why Xia Yang gave a wild boar as a thank you. Wang Zhao could only sigh that he was bullied as a little brother and was taken advantage of by others with dozens of pounds of pork.

"Okay." Xia Yang looked at his expression and knew that Wang Zhao was thinking of the style of the hunters in Hewan Village, "Some people should be ignored in the future. They can't be good people if they don't care about their face for a little money."

Wang Zhao thought of the insulting words the sturdy hunter said to him, and realized that even if they didn't accidentally hunt a wild boar today, they would not share the profit among the four of them and give him a few pounds of meat.

"I know, stay away from them in the future." Wang Zhao looked at Xia Yang and frowned, "You should be more careful in the future. You may run into them anytime when you are in the mountains. Don't let them trick you."

"Them?" Xia Yang was disdainful. If it were him today, if they dared to do this, he would definitely make them pay. In the future, they would avoid him and dare not have bad intentions.

He looked up at the sky. The endless blue sky, a few white clouds were like white flowers carved in the green, and the sight of them calmed his mind and made him feel peaceful.

"I should go back." Xia Yang looked at the time, afraid that the young scholar would come back much earlier by car, so he did not delay any longer, "Cut me ten catties of meat and take it back, and the rest is all yours."

"Okay." Wang Zhao cut the meat for him, took out the money from selling the pork, and found fifteen strings of copper coins, "It's cheap in the village, fifteen cents a catty, I'll give you one thousand five hundred coins, no silver, all copper coins."

"Okay, I'll go first." Xia Yang packed the copper coins, a heavy bag, and secretly sighed in his heart: ancient coins are really inconvenient.

Xia Yang returned home, and had no time to do anything else. He hurried to light a fire and put the rice in the pot to steam, and then boiled another pot of water on another stove. He was going to make braised pork.

He had not eaten meat for a long time since he came here. Even if there were pheasants and rabbits as oil and water, they were not as delicious as braised pork. This time Xia Yang wanted to eat it to his heart's content.

He rolled up his sleeves to wash the meat, cut the washed wild boar meat into pieces of about an inch in size, put them in water to blanch the blood, and then took them out and washed them with cold water.

Put vegetable oil in the pot. There is no rock sugar here, so Xia Yang puts white sugar instead. After boiling the sugar color, add the meat and stir-fry

until it turns brown. Then add soy sauce and stir-fry to adjust the color. Then add the seasonings here, scallion segments, ginger slices and star anise, stir-fry a few times, add boiling water, cover the pot and simmer

. When the aroma of meat wafts out of the pot, Xia Yang opens the lid and adds salt. The big pot of red and fragrant braised pork makes his throat roll and he can't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva. He covers the pot again and continues to simmer on low heat.

As time goes by, the aroma of meat becomes stronger and stronger. Xia Yang can't help but open the lid of the pot and pick out a piece of meat to taste the saltiness. "Hiss" it's so hot that he almost vomits.

"Fragrant." Xia Yang squinted his eyes and savored the taste of the braised pork. The seasoning here is not complete, but most of it is still there. The taste of the braised pork is not much worse than that eaten today.

The meat in the pot was already cooked, and the aroma

of meat filled the air. He hurriedly added a few pieces of firewood to the stove to make it burn. He cooked it over high heat and served the meat. Fortunately, there were no other families here except theirs. Otherwise, the smell of meat would be so delicious that not only the children would gather at the door to smell it, but the adults would also look at it with envy.

Eating only the braised pork was too greasy, so Xia Yang mixed some sugar-coated persimmons, and now there were even fruits. He was mainly thinking about eating meat, and a vegetarian dish was just a few bites to relieve the greasiness, so he didn't cook too much.

As soon as Liu Jingwen entered the house, he smelled the aroma of meat. He raised his eyebrows and smiled: Yang Ge'er must have made money and bought meat to celebrate.

"Sanshu, look where Yang Ge'er is?" Liu Jingwen didn't hear Xia Yang's voice, and said to Sanshu: "Let's go to the backyard and take a look. I'll wash first."

"Okay." Sanshu saw the prepared basin and toiletries on the side, and led Liu Jingwen over and said: "Maybe he is watering the vegetable garden in the backyard. I'll go and call him."

"I'm back." At this time, Xia Yang just came back from the backyard, "I was watering the vegetable garden just now and didn't hear you come back."

He was in a good mood today. Although he was tired, he was still in high spirits. "The meat is stewed at home. I'll serve two bowls, one for Sanshu to take back, and one for the Liu family."

"Listen to Yang Ge'er." Liu Jingwen smiled and said: "You are so happy today, you must have made money. Yang Ge'er is awesome."

"Puff." Xia Yang burst into laughter. He was not a child, and the little scholar was still coaxing him. "If you don't make money, you can't eat meat. Little scholar, you are so stingy."

As he spoke, he took out two bowls of meat and handed them to Sanshu, saying: "Sanshu, take one bowl back, and please send the other bowl to the Liu family."

"Thank you, Brother Yang." Sanshu looked at the two bowls of meat and swallowed his saliva at the smell of the meat. "Too much, Brother Yang, is it enough for you?"

Xia Yang was amused by the greedy look of the child. He couldn't bear to take his eyes off the meat and was still polite to him.

"There's still a lot. You can eat as much as you want today." Xia Yang smiled and said, "Go quickly. It won't taste good if it gets cold. Just bring the bowls tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Sanshu smiled at Xia Yang and trotted away with the two bowls of meat. He looked like he couldn't wait to eat the meat.

Xia Yang brought the food and invited Liu Jingwen to eat. He took him to his seat, served him a bowl of white rice, and put a bowl of meat next to him for him to pick up.

"My steamed white rice is delicious with meat." Xia Yang said, "Try my braised pork and see if it suits your taste."

"You know it's delicious without tasting it." Liu Jingwen said, "I smelled the aroma of meat a long time ago and thought it was someone in the village stewing meat. I didn't expect that the meat smell became stronger the closer I got to the house. I knew it must be made by Brother Yang."

"Tsk." Xia Yang shook his head. The little scholar was too good at talking. Every time he said something, he was happy. He reached out and picked up a piece of braised pork, "Open your mouth, I'll reward you with a piece of meat."

"Okay." Liu Jingwen opened his mouth obediently and put the meat into his mouth. The smile on his face became sweeter and sweeter, and his eyebrows and eyes curved like a little fox who had gotten a sweet taste. "It's soft and elastic in the mouth

, and the meat is fragrant and the taste is mellow and delicious. Brother Yang has good skills." "Eat more if you like it. There is still a lot. It's enough." Xia Yang promised happily. He couldn't wait to pick up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. He said vaguely: "Well, it's delicious. Finally, I can have a good meal of meat."

Liu Jingwen's eating action stagnated, and he felt a little bitter. Life in the countryside was hard, and even if some wealthy families could not eat meat every meal.

"I will work hard to make money and strive to let you eat meat every day." Liu Jingwen said. He was thinking that if he put some meat in when cooking to enhance the taste, he could still do it at present.

"You don't have to work hard for this." Xia Yang said, "I found a business, and I thought I could try to make some money."

Today, Manager Wang told him that the restaurant went to various villages to collect vegetables, and if Xia Yang could take over the job, he would give it to him, and asked Xia Yang to consider whether to take over.

How could he miss such a good thing? He immediately thanked Manager Wang, and was very grateful for giving him this opportunity, and at the same time, it also allowed Xia Yang to find a way to make money in the future.

"What business?" Liu Jingwen asked, his face did not show the surprise or confusion that Xia Yang imagined. "Tell me about it, we'll discuss it together."

"Okay." Xia Yang felt relieved. It was a good thing that the young scholar had no other emotions. It would be convenient to communicate with him. "The vegetables used in the restaurant are collected from various villages. It is time-consuming, labor-intensive and expensive. If I collect the vegetables myself and send them to the restaurant, I can make a profit from the difference in price."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, "It's a good idea, but it's quite troublesome. If you are willing to do it, try it in the village first."

"As long as you don't object." Xia Yang was in high spirits, and laughed in high spirits for a moment, "I understand all these things, you don't have to worry."

"What should I object to?" Liu Jingwen laughed dumbly, put down his chopsticks, sat upright, and said to Xia Yang with a serious expression, "Yang Ge'er is willing to make money to supplement the family income. I am so happy and grateful that I can't wait. How could I object?"

"It should be me, as a husband, who earns money to support the family. Now it is Brother Yang who has to work so hard to make a living. I feel extremely guilty and I will not be dissatisfied at all."

Liu Jingwen sighed in his heart, and murmured in a depressed tone: "I can't repay Brother Yang's kindness. I can only give him some support. Please don't despise me!"

Xia Yang didn't pay attention to these whispers. When he heard that the young scholar didn't object, he happily ate meat with big mouthfuls and smiled: "There is no need to divide it between you and me. Whoever can make money is a good thing."

Chapter 14

"Aunt Liu."

Xia Yang stood outside the Liu family's door, smiled at Liu's mother who was sewing shoe soles in the yard, waved his hand and said: "Is brother Ershu at home?"

"Mr. Liu." Liu's mother looked at Xia Yang in surprise, and after a moment she said: "Ershu has gone to work, what do you want to see him for?"

Xia Yang raised his eyebrows in surprise, seeing that Liu's mother was sitting still, with a perfunctory look, and had no intention of inviting him in.

He shook his head helplessly, waved his hand casually and said: "Forget it, I'll find someone else."

Do you have to rush to buy things? Really, there are many people who want to make money.

Xia Yang turned and left. He had just returned from the town and had not returned to his own home yet. He had already negotiated the price with Wang Guanshi and determined the number of vegetables to be delivered every day.

When passing by Liu Ershu's house, looking at his dilapidated yard, thinking about his relationship with the young scholar, he wanted to ask if his family had any extra vegetables to sell, as a kind of care.

Since Liu's mother didn't want to start a fuss, Xia Yang didn't want to rush to her, as if he was begging her family. He didn't need to treat them differently when they came to him. This was good.

Xia Yang followed the dirt road in the village and looked around in a good mood. It can be seen from the courtyards of each house that Liujia Village is not a wealthy village.

Most of them are adobe houses with thick thatch on the roof. Such houses need regular maintenance, otherwise they will be uncomfortable to live in.

There are only a few brick and tile houses, and some are mixed with a few adobe houses. It can be seen at a glance that there is not enough money. Only a few houses were built, which is not enough for a large family to live in. When

he thought of this, his heart warmed up. He already had more than ten taels of silver in his pocket. As long as he worked harder, he could build a house after two months of busy farming.

Blue bricks, red tiles, white walls, a simple farmhouse courtyard, he would be able to live in it soon, and then he would be one of the assets in this small village.

Thinking of this, he felt happy. The little scholar must be happy, and he no longer had to think about how to make money to support himself every day.

When he was almost at his home, Xia Yang looked from afar. Although it was not a proper house, but the appearance was like a shack, after his design, it was no less than those adobe houses. The

small yard was clean and tidy, and he used all the land in the yard to grow vegetables for daily needs.

Xia Yang was quite satisfied with this. No matter when and where he was, he was full of fighting spirit. As long as he took a step forward, no matter how difficult the road ahead was, it was a step closer to success.

"Is Mr. Liu back?" Xia Yang took out the key and just opened the door when he heard someone talking to him from behind.

He pulled the corners of his mouth. The name "Mr. Liu" made him feel annoyed and powerless to refuse. He turned around helplessly and looked at the visitor, "Auntie, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Nothing." An old woman in her forties or teens, with a kind look, looked at Xia Yang kindly and said, "Just saying hello to you."

She looked at the small courtyard where Xia Yang lived, nodded with satisfaction and said, "It is said that Mr. Liu was a capable man when he was in his mother's family. Now it seems to be true."

"Auntie, you are too kind." Xia Yang smiled politely and said indifferently, "Every family lives like this, it's just a little harder."

"Yes, every family has a hard life." The old woman agreed, "How can we farmers survive if we don't work hard? We work hard every day just to have a full meal." "

Auntie." Xia Yang looked at the basket on her arm and smiled, "Are you going to the foot of the mountain to pick wild vegetables?"

"Yes." The old lady smiled and said, "It's a pity that there are not many wild vegetables at the foot of the mountain. Now we have to go up the mountain. When Mr. Liu goes to dig wild vegetables, it's better to find villagers to go with him so that everyone can be company."

"Thank you for your reminder, Auntie. Got it." Xia Yang knew that she was kind, so he thanked the old woman and paused and said, "Auntie, there should be a lot of vegetables in your vegetable garden. Now is the harvest season. Do you still need to dig so many wild vegetables?"

Xia Yang frowned slightly. If so, would it be difficult for him to harvest vegetables? After all, there is little land in Liujia Village, and most of the better ones have to grow grain.

This is July, the season for harvesting vegetables. If you still live on wild vegetables every day, wouldn't you keep those vegetables for your own consumption?

"There are a lot of vegetables, but no one will complain about eating too much." The old lady smiled and said, "There are also some livestock at home. They also need to eat more. Wild vegetables

are indispensable in every family." "Yeah." Xia Yang nodded. He was familiar with rural life. The ancient times were obviously different from the modern times. Some places were still very similar. Wild vegetables were indispensable.

"Okay, I'll go first." The old lady was about to leave when Xia Yang called her, "Wait, old lady."

"Do you sell vegetables at home?" Xia Yang asked.

"What to sell." The old lady looked at Xia Yang's yard, smiled knowingly and said, "Just pick whatever vegetables you need. We all have different surnames in different villages. My family has a pear tree in the middle yard of the village, Liuhe family." "

It's not what you think." Xia Yang smiled slightly, and he liked this person even more. He said, "I'm not going to eat it myself. I'm going to collect vegetables in the village. If your family wants to sell them, just send them to me every day."

He looked at the old lady's stunned expression, knowing that she didn't understand what he meant, so he explained his business of collecting and selling vegetables.

"I don't need much, just a few hundred kilograms a day, and I don't plan to buy from anyone. I'll go to the foot of the mountain and tell everyone later. Whoever wants to sell can send the vegetables here. First come, first served. No more if the quantity is enough."

"Oh." The old lady smiled and said, "You are taking care of me. Every family in the village grows vegetables. If someone wants to buy, they would like to send it to me as soon as possible."

"You can call me Aunt Li." Aunt Li said, "There are many people with the surname Liu in Liujia Village. They are divided according to their maiden surnames, so that we know who is from which Liu family."

"Okay, Aunt Li." Xia Yang smiled and said, "Two cents for three kilograms of small green vegetables, and two cents for one kilogram of other vegetables. The price is not high. Auntie, go back and think about it. If you want to sell, send it over tomorrow morning."

"What are you considering?" Aunt Li immediately made the decision, "This price is fine. We pick the vegetables and sell them in the town. Although the price is a bit higher, we lose some of them after picking and choosing. In the end, we have to reduce the price or take back the ones that cannot be sold. It is better to sell them to you to save us a trip to the town and waste a lot of time."

"That's good." Xia Yang said: "If you have relatives or friends at home, please notify them and ask them to send vegetables over."

"Tell me in the afternoon how much you can sell, and I will go and tell other families in the village. After all, I don't need much."

"If I pick all the vegetables from my own home to sell, I can't collect so many, which will inevitably cause resentment. It's better to find a few reliable families and collect vegetables from them regularly." When

Aunt Li heard these words, her eyes lit up and she was surprised and surprised. "Mr. Liu, you have a good idea. If you haven't decided which families to buy vegetables from, Aunt Li can introduce you to a few reliable and good families."

This is a good thing that fell from the sky. Aunt Li immediately seized the opportunity. Which family of her relatives, friends and neighbors doesn't grow vegetables and doesn't want to sell a few coins to supplement their family income.

"Okay, thank you for troubling Aunt." Xia Yang thought that this was a good idea and could save him a lot of trouble.

The key is that he saw that Aunt Li looked kind and was one of the few people who showed goodwill to him. It should be right to let her do it.

"Okay, I'll go back and find someone right away." Aunt Li didn't bother to dig wild vegetables and hurried home, "I'll bring the person to you in the afternoon."

Xia Yang looked at her brisk footsteps and her happy back, shook his head and smiled. Selling things in the village is as difficult as finding a living.

Just like himself, delivering vegetables to restaurants is not profitable, but he is unwilling to give up. Going up the mountain to hunt can certainly earn more, but there are risks.

The small green vegetables and green onions are sold to restaurants for one cent per catty, and he can only earn one cent for three catties. Fortunately, there are many, and he can earn dozens of coins a day, which is more than what he earns from working.

The bulk of the money is cucumbers, persimmons, eggplants... These kinds of vegetables are sold to restaurants for three cents per catty, and Xia Yang can earn one cent for one catty.

In a day, he can earn two or three hundred coins from it. Although it doesn't seem to be much, he can get seven or eight taels of silver a month, compared with the few taels of silver left by farmers in a year.

How many people are eager for Xia Yang's business, how many people envy and jealous, day by day, month by month, year by year, over a long period of time.

Even if Xia Yang does nothing, there are few people in Liujia Village who can compare with him. He belongs to the rich and powerful families in the village.

...

In the afternoon, Xia Yang took a nap and did not go to the mountain.

Sitting in a corner of the yard, he took some firewood to chop, waiting for news from Aunt Li. If there was any accident, he could find other people in the village to remedy the situation in time.

"Mr. Liu."

Aunt Li came in with a few women, smiling, "I brought the people here, take a look at them. They are all decent people in our village, diligent and capable, and good at everything. The most valuable thing is that they don't bother people with trivial matters."

"Aunt, please sit down first." Xia Yang put down the hatchet in his hand, washed his hands with a basin of water, and took out the sugar water he had prepared earlier to entertain them.

"Aunt, please have a bowl of sugar water." Xia Yang poured a bowl for each of them, "It's hot, it's good to cool down."

"Hey!" Aunt Li smiled, looking proud, "This sugar water is for entertaining guests, we are all villagers, there is no need to spend so much money."

"You are elders, you should respect them, and you should entertain them more attentively than guests." Xia Yang said a few polite words to her.

"Look." Aunt Li turned around and said to the other women, "I said this is a good child. It's those gossipers who ruin his reputation."

The women smiled awkwardly and looked at Xia Yang with embarrassed eyes, because Aunt Li's words made them more restrained and looked like they didn't know where to put their hands and feet.

Xia Yang observed them carefully and was quite satisfied with them. Each of them looked like they were doing their duty. I believe that everyone can cooperate happily.

As for what Aunt Li said, Xia Yang smiled and said nothing. Can reputation be eaten? If you want fame, you have to swallow your anger. He would rather not be bullied and starved.

"Mr. Liu, tell me how to harvest this vegetable." Aunt Li drank a few sips of sugar water, put down the bowl and said, "We can do it according to your instructions."

"Pick the vegetables every morning to ensure freshness, and there must be no damaged ones with better appearance." Xia Yang said.

He told them which vegetables were delivered every day and how many kilograms of each type they were. "Aunties and aunties, you can deliver the vegetables in the morning and I'll check them, then you can weigh them and pay. I won't hold you back."

"I promise to collect the vegetables and pay on time, and you promise to deliver the vegetables on time and of good quality. It's that simple."

Chapter 15

The next morning, Xia Yang prepared quickly. It was the first time he delivered food to the restaurant today, so he must not mess it up.

He has always been serious and willing to endure hardships. He seems to be open-minded and casual, but in fact he is the most careful and thorough. Xia Yang knows that he has no advantages, and the only thing he has is hard work.

This is his magic weapon for success. Everyone says that he lives a rough life and he is casual and not fussy. This is because they don't know how hard Xia Yang's life was before and how difficult it was to succeed.

After the success of his business, he still follows his previous life trajectory without much change. This is Xia Yang's constant reminder not to forget his roots.

He can't be complacent and aim too high. He doesn't have someone to rely on like other people. If something happens, there will be someone to follow him. He is the support of his family and he must always protect them from the wind and rain.

Of course, if you have the ability to have enough food and clothing, you will rise to material enjoyment. Xia Yang is not sensitive to these things, so he might as well eat and drink well and not be stingy and wronged himself.

"Little scholar, it's time to eat." Xia Yang set the table and put the food away.

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen picked up the chopsticks at hand and started to eat silently.

This was the result of his struggle, otherwise Xia Yang would have handed the chopsticks to him while he was eating, and he looked like he wanted to feed him.

"Eggs." Xia Yang put the eggs in the little scholar's hand, "Eat more, I cooked a lot, and the rest will be taken with you later and eaten when you are hungry."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen responded, not wanting to express his opinion. As he ate the food in his mouth, he couldn't help but asked, "How did you make so many eggs?" "

I picked them up, and I didn't spend any money." Xia Yang laughed, looked at him happily and said, "I saw several pheasant nests on the mountain yesterday, and there were quite a few eggs in them."

"Oh." Liu Jingwen was calm, as if he was not surprised by what Xia Yang said, and he was not surprised by the eggs on the table, "Egg custard, boiled eggs, and egg pancakes, all delicious."

"Eat more if you like." Xia Yang heard this and immediately peeled another egg for him, "Go buy more when you run out of them. You will never be short of these things in the future."

"Hey, why do you always eat mixed side dishes?" Xia Yang saw him picking up the mixed side dishes with chopsticks, "Eat more eggs, they are all prepared for you, no need to be frugal."

"Eggs." Liu Jingwen said carefully: "I don't really like egg yolks."

Xia Yang was surprised that he didn't like egg yolks. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha, I didn't expect you don't like it. It's a good thing, but you don't know how to enjoy it."

Liu Jingwen's ears were a little red, and as Xia Yang laughed, they were visibly getting redder. He said with some embarrassment: "There are people who don't eat meat."

"That's a monk." Xia Yang couldn't stop laughing, but his hands didn't stop moving. He took the peeled egg and broke it with both hands. Immediately, the white and tender egg white split into two halves, revealing the round and golden egg yolk inside.

"I'll eat it for you." Xia Yang raised his hand and put the egg yolk into his mouth, and handed the egg white to Liu Jingwen, "Egg white, eat it."

"Give me whatever you don't like in the future, I'm not picky." Xia Yang said, he didn't look at Liu Jingwen's face, he just lowered his head to eat, "It's good to eat food in the stomach, it's a pity to waste it."

Liu Jingwen had a blank expression, no matter what Xia Yang said, he didn't say a word, about this matter can be over, he understands Xia Yang's rough and carefree personality.

Apart from working to make money, there is nothing that Xia Yang cares about.

No, these days, it seems that he can still get some attention from him, and he takes good care of every aspect of life.

Liu Jingwen felt a warm current in his heart, sincere companionship and dedicated care, not everyone can do it, he is still a little special.

They had just finished their meal when Aunt Li came over with a few other women, each carrying a load of vegetables. "Mr. Liu, the vegetables are here. Do you think they are okay?"

"Okay, let me take a look." Xia Yang walked over and looked at the vegetables they picked. The small vegetables were juicy and green with dew on them, and the other vegetables were bright white, green, yellow and black, which were particularly pleasing to the eye.

"Auntie." Xia Yang smiled with satisfaction, "You have taken care of them. You can just wash and cut them and put them in the pot when you send them."

"Yes." Aunt Li smiled and said, "It's rare that you have found this business, and you take care of us villagers. You must do your best to do things well.

"This is not just your business. We have to work hard together. If something goes wrong, we will not make any money."

"Auntie is right." Xia Yang nodded with satisfaction, and his attitude towards Aunt Li became closer. "We all prosper together and suffer together. If the restaurant is not satisfied with the vegetables I sent, I will naturally not be able to accept your vegetables, and we will not make any money at that time."

"Don't worry. "Auntie Li patted her chest and said to Xia Yang, "I know these things well and will not let you lose your livelihood."

"Okay, let's weigh them." Xia Yang smiled cheerfully and said, "Send them as soon as possible, otherwise the moisture will be lost when the sun rises and the appearance will be bad."

A woman took out a scale, handed it to Xia Yang and said, "Just weigh them, and we will put the vegetables together." "

Okay, let's go one by one." Xia Yang took the scale and weighed them one by one. "After weighing, we can classify them so that it will be easier to settle the bill."

"Okay, that's clear." Auntie Li said, "I'll go first. I'll put away the cucumbers, celery, eggplants... I'll send them after weighing them, and they'll put each vegetable in a pile after weighing."

"Cucumbers, twelve pounds, celery, twenty-one pounds. "Xia Yang weighed and counted at the same time, and then worked out the accounts directly.

These women were illiterate, so they could only calculate how much each item cost. In order to avoid accounting problems, Xia Yang would rather spend some time.

Liu Jingwen sat next to him with a purse. When Xia Yang reported a number, he counted out the copper coins to pay, and asked the vegetable seller if the amount was correct.

It was Liu Jingwen who suggested counting the money in person and not asking for payment later. After all, they were illiterate but they were purchasing household expenses or selling things all year round, so they could calculate small amounts of money quickly and would not make mistakes.

The menu given by Manager Wang required more than 300 kilograms, and Xia Yang used this stupid method. It took him only half an hour to weigh and pay for all the dishes.

He put the account book in his hand into his arms and smiled at Aunt Li and the others, "The money for the vegetables has been paid. Put the basket here first. When you come to get it in the evening, I will tell you how many kilograms of each vegetable you want tomorrow will be required." "Okay, okay,

okay. "Auntie Li said with a smile on her face and full of energy, "We made a lot of money today, all thanks to Mr. Liu. You don't have to ask us for this little thing, we can save it."

Xia Yang looked at the women, each with a bright smile on their face, their backs straight and full of confidence. He smiled knowingly and said nothing.

Each of them sold at least a hundred coins. Some of them gave away more vegetables and sold more naturally. This money is not a small amount for farmers, and it is also a daily income. How can they not be happy?

"Okay." Xia Yang nodded, "Everyone has worked hard, go back and rest early."

As he was talking, Grandpa Liu drove the ox cart over, and the women immediately stopped going back, turned around and moved the vegetables to the cart, "We will help load the cart so that you don't have to work alone."

"Thank you, auntie, aunts." Xia Yang did not refuse. Everyone was a good worker and had a lot of strength from years of hard work.

"Get in the car. "After loading the car, Xia Yang turned around and called Liu Jingwen and Sanshu. He hired a car to deliver the vegetables and asked Liu Jingwen and the others to go with him, which was convenient and saved money.

"Sit here." Xia Yang sent Liu Jingwen to the car, and the seat near the front of the car was specially reserved by him.

"Haha." Seeing Xia Yang taking good care of Liu Jingwen, Grandpa Liu smiled and said, "Jingwen is lucky to marry a good husband. Liu has worked hard."

Xia Yang smiled and said nothing. He couldn't respond to this, so he let them talk.

"Yes, I am lucky." Liu Jingwen said, his attitude was calm, "Without Yang Ge'er, I wouldn't have the life I have now. I am very happy every day."

Without Xia Yang, he might still be depressed now, and he wouldn't come out so quickly to raise his fighting spirit. Maybe he would still sit alone and quietly in his room every day.

It's like hiding in a corner and not being able to come out to see people. He wouldn't have his own home, with sustenance, peace of mind, and indomitable spirit.

"Look at what you said." Xia Yang, who always had a big face and a big heart, couldn't sit still at this moment, his heart was burning and his face was hot, "You are not idle either. This family is the result of our joint efforts."

This time Liu Jingwen didn't speak, and sat there quietly. Grandpa Liu and Sanshu didn't seem to want to get involved in their relationship, and didn't talk to them anymore.

Xia Yang did not mention this matter again. For a while, there was only the breeze around, the sound of birds and insects filling the ears, and the fresh scent of flowers and plants filling the nose.

The diligent old ox "clacked" the ground with its hooves, accompanied by the potholes on the dirt road, rocking them like a cradle.

When they arrived at the town, they suddenly woke up. When Second Grandpa Liu said, "We're here."

Xia Yang wiped his face to make himself sober, jumped out of the car and turned to help Liu Jingwen get off the car, "Little scholar, get off the car."

"Yes." Liu Jingwen handed him his hand, jumped out of the car under Xia Yang's guidance, and handed one end of the stick in his hand to Sanshu, and said to Xia Yang, "It's hot, go back early after delivering the vegetables, and take the car with Second Grandpa."

"I know." Xia Yang patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, I will be fine, and I will go back to the village with Second Grandpa in a while."

Liu Jingwen said nothing else, said hello to Second Grandpa and left, and walked to the teahouse with Sanshu.

"Manager Wang." Xia Yang brought the ox cart to the backyard of the restaurant and saw Manager Wang and said with a smile, "The dishes have been delivered. Manager, please take a look and see if they are ok. If there is anything else that needs attention, please give me some advice."

"I'm confident in you doing the job." Manager Wang saw Xia Yang nodded. Although he said this, he went out to take a look at the dishes on the ox cart.

"Oh, not bad." Manager Wang looked at the dishes on the car with satisfaction in his eyes. They were better than the dishes his assistants collected in the village. "They are all this kind of dishes, so there is naturally no problem."

He turned and looked at Xia Yang and said, "Unload the car. If there are any mountain products or fruits, you can send some if you like them."

"Thank you, manager." Xia Yang's eyes lit up immediately. This was to increase the variety and quantity of supply. "Don't worry, everyone in our village thanks you for the opportunity you gave us. Everyone is thinking about preparing the dishes and sending them to you."

"Hahaha." Manager Wang saw Xia Yang standing there, with a tall figure and heroic brows. It would not be excessive for him to flatter him. His attitude was frank and sincere. "Okay, have someone unload the car, weigh it, and settle the bill."

Chapter 16

"Mr. Liu."

Aunt Li saw Xia Yang coming back at the entrance of the village, and she trotted to stop the ox cart. "How is it? Is everything going well?"

She looked at Xia Yang expectantly, with joy and worry in her eyes. "If there is any problem, tell me, we will do it according to your instructions."

Xia Yang heard her words, and felt funny and sad. "Aunt, everything is going well, the manager is very satisfied, you don't have to worry, we can continue this business."

"Hi!" Aunt Li clapped her hands excitedly and said with a smile: "That's great, we have been worried since you left, and now we can finally rest assured after hearing you say so." "Basket

." Xia Yang smiled, gave Aunt Li the basket on the ox cart, and told her how many vegetables to deliver tomorrow and how many kilograms of each vegetable would be needed.

As for what vegetables each family has to sell and how many kilograms they can take out, it is not under Xia Yang's jurisdiction, and they can discuss it themselves.

Aunt Li took the basket, smiled and waved, saying, "Go back and rest, it's hard enough in this hot sun."

"Okay." Xia Yang looked at the many villagers gathered under the big tree at the entrance of the village. Many people looked over here, with a sense of exploration and alienation.

He did not delay, said goodbye to Second Grandpa Liu, and sat in the ox cart to the village. Second Grandpa's home was in the center of the village, not far from the drying yard.

Xia Yang jumped off the ox cart neatly, "Second Grandpa, you've worked hard at your age."

"What's hard? I should thank Mr. Liu for giving Second Grandpa this way of wealth." Second Grandpa Liu smiled and said, "I have to earn one more trip a day, but no one is more free and easy than me."

Xia Yang laughed "hahaha", this old man is very clear-headed, the two of them were not idle along the way and chatted, and their relationship was much closer.

"You are so lucky." Xia Yang waved at him and said with a smile: "See you tomorrow, Second Grandfather."

"Okay." Second Grandfather led the ox cart home and hummed a little song happily.

Xia Yang took off his straw hat when he got home under the scorching sun. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He drank two bowls of water in one breath because of the heat. Summer

is not easy. He looked up at the sky and estimated that it was only around nine o'clock in the morning. He would go into the mountains. It would be cool in the mountains.

...

"Brother Zhao."

Xia Yang was carrying a few pheasants and rabbits and wandering in the mountains to find more fruit trees that were about to mature. He saw a figure not far away.

"Brother Yang." Wang Zhao turned around and saw Xia Yang walking towards him not far away. He waved happily, "Come on, there are many ripe peaches on these peach trees. Pick some and take them back."

Xia Yang came under the tree and looked up. There were indeed some bright red peaches on the tree. They were ripe and ready to be picked. "No, I just found a few. I'll pick them when I go back later."

He turned his head and looked at Wang Zhao's excited face. His skinny face, the size of a palm, had a little more luster, and his already delicate and lovely appearance became even more beautiful.

This should be a serious young man in ancient times!

Although Wang Zhao was only about 1.7 meters tall, only to the middle of his ears, he was slender and not as strong as a man, and there was a hint of weakness between his eyebrows.

He was the representative of the young men here, and he was also popular. He was almost the same as a man, and his appearance was also handsome.

No wonder no one was willing to marry him. No matter how capable he was, if the man's family had nothing to ask for, he would not come to ask for marriage. He was also an outlier.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong with you?" Wang Zhao saw Xia Yang in a trance, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Xia Yang looked at Wang Zhao with amusement, thinking of when they first met, he didn't know his identity as a young man, and was shy to keep a distance from him.

After Xia Yang knew the reason, he quietly told him his identity as a young man. At that time, he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth, probably because he didn't expect there was a young man as strong as him.

It was not until he tore off the cloth wrapped around the base of his left hand and let him see the mole with his own eyes that he happily got close to him.

"Didn't you go hunting?" Xia Yang asked. Seeing that he was carrying a bow and arrow but had no prey in his hands, he asked suspiciously: "Are you here specifically to find fruit?"

"Bad luck." Wang Zhao made a bitter face, his eyes fell on the prey in Xia Yang's hands, "The trap I set last night only caught a pheasant, and my sister has taken it to the town to sell. I stayed in the mountains for almost a day and didn't encounter any other prey."

"Hahaha." Xia Yang couldn't help laughing. His luck was really bad. Seeing Wang Zhao blushing because of his laughter, he comforted him: "It's not bad. If you didn't find peaches that ripen early, you can sell them for a lot of money." "Alas!" Wang Zhao was helpless, and pulled the corners of his mouth a few times to force a smile, "Indeed, these peaches can also sell for some money. If you could hunt prey every day, you would have made a fortune long ago." "I'll help you pick peaches and you can sell them tomorrow morning." Xia Yang said. He put down the things in his hands, carried his backpack, took a few steps and ran up the tree, reaching the top of the tree in the blink of an eye. "You look for them below, and I'll pick the ones on the top." "Okay." Wang Zhao was looking for ripe fruits under the tree. Fortunately, it was on the outskirts of the mountains, and no one came here except hunters, so they picked a lot. "Almost thirty pounds." Xia Yang looked at Wang Zhao's backpack and said, "Today's harvest is good. I can earn about a hundred coins." "How can I sell so much?" Wang Zhao smiled and said, "Now that the peaches have just been harvested, the price can be higher, but I have to bargain and weigh them. After picking and choosing, the remaining peaches that are not so good will be reduced in price. I will be satisfied if I can sell these for seven, eight or ten coins." "Oh." Xia Yang looked at Wang Zhao and then at the peaches in the backpack. He frowned and thought for a moment and said, "Otherwise, you can sell the peaches to me." Xia Yang was amused by Wang Zhao's surprised expression as soon as he finished speaking, "I deliver vegetables to the restaurant and collect fruits. I can completely consume the hundreds of pounds I deliver every day. It's no problem to sell your fruits to me." "Huh?" Wang Zhao widened his eyes and looked at Xia Yang with admiration, "Brother Yang, you are really amazing. You can even do business with the restaurant." "What's the matter." Xia Yang smiled and said, "There is buying and selling. It has always been like this. However, it is also because the manager is kind and caring." "If you want to sell it to me, deliver it to the official road in front of your village every morning." Xia Yang said. He told Wang Zhao the price. Seeing the other party's dull eyes, Xia Yang raised his hand and patted his shoulder, jokingly: "Are you happy?" "Three cents?" Wang Zhao was so happy that he almost jumped up, holding Xia Yang's arm and said: "Yang brother, thank you so much." "Why are you polite." Xia Yang's eyes were sympathetic, and it was good to help him. "If you have any problems in the future, just come to me. I will definitely help if I can." He raised his hand to stop Wang Zhao from thanking him. "Don't say so much. It's getting late. Let's go down the mountain quickly." "Okay." Wang Zhao nodded, put on his backpack, and said with tears in his eyes: "Yang brother, you have helped me so much. I really don't know how to thank you." "It's just a small effort." Xia Yang said: "Don't worry about this little thing. I just remind you that the deep mountains are too dangerous. I won't go deep. You should also be careful and don't let the little ones at home worry. They all rely on you." "Yeah." Wang Zhao nodded repeatedly, and said goodbye to Xia Yang with red eyes, "I know, I will never take risks, thank you, Brother Yang." "Let's go." Xia Yang waved his hand and turned to walk in the direction he came from. They were not in the same village, and they went down the mountain in different directions. ... After Liu Jingwen finished dinner, he sat in the yard and listened to Xia Yang talk about what happened that day.

I heard him talk about how much money he earned delivering vegetables today, and how it wouldn't be long before they could build a house. Finally, he talked about a young man he knew.

"This Wang Zhao is very pitiful." Xia Yang said "tsk tsk" while cleaning the yard: "Mother died early, and father was away from home all year round to work. I thought he was dedicated to making money to support the family, but as the money he brought back became less and less, I found out that he had someone outside and even had a child."

"He hasn't been back for a few years and doesn't bring back a penny. Wang Zhao was forced to do so and thought of taking risks in the mountains."

"My three younger siblings all rely on him for support. He has to support the family at a young age and is looked down upon and gossiped about. He is bent over by the pressure of life, so I thought about helping him."

"Well, we should help." After Liu Jingwen finished speaking, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and said firmly: "Brother Yang, this kind of thing will never happen in our family."

"Huh?" Xia Yang slipped and almost fell. He steadied himself in surprise and turned to look at Liu Jingwen, asking in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Liu Jingwen has an upright figure, and even when sitting there, his back is still as straight as a pine or bamboo, and the handsomeness and heroism of a young man are reflected to the fullest.

The light of the setting sun fell into the courtyard and landed on his body. The hazy halo reflected on his face like a dream. His exquisite face was so seductive that people couldn't take their eyes off him.

A pair of radiant peach blossom eyes, always exuding the extraordinary charm of a handsome boy, Xia Yang felt very sorry every time he saw it.

He looked away with difficulty. The two of them were so close yet so far away. The only thing in his ears was Liu Jingwen repeating, "This kind of thing will never happen in our family."

"Haha." Xia Yang laughed softly. He wished this would happen. If so, he wouldn't have to work so hard and could get his household registration back openly. He

could also leave with a clear conscience, without worrying about how Liu Jingwen would live in the future and whether there would be anyone to take care of him. He didn't have to hear the name "Liu Fulang" anymore, and he didn't have to worry about his current identity as a young man.

Liu Jingwen listened attentively. Seeing that Xia Yang did not respond, he lowered his eyebrows and smiled faintly, "This careless and foolish husband!"

Xia Yang quietly packed up everything. Turning around, he saw Liu Jingwen sitting there quietly without moving. He lowered his head slightly and frowned, not saying anything that would make his heart tremble. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll get you some water to take a bath." Xia Yang relaxed, informed Liu Jingwen, and was about to pour him some water.

"No hurry." Liu Jingwen looked up and waved at him, "Brother Yang, come here."

"Hmm?" Xia Yang stood still, looking at Liu Jingwen's gentle smile, and after hesitating for a moment, he asked, "What's the matter?"

He didn't need a deep conversation, let alone listen to the heartfelt words of the young scholar.

"Here's your wages." Liu Jingwen took out a purse from his bosom, stretched out his hand to hand it to Xia Yang, and said with a happy expression: "More than 600 coins, and the wages will be paid in ten days, and it will be more than this."

Liu Jingwen quietly straightened his chest and said softly: "You can get more than two taels of silver a month. You can arrange how to spend it. There are also money and grain issued by the government at the beginning of the month. Don't be too frugal."

"You'd better keep it yourself." Xia Yang felt it was hot, "This is not easy for you to earn with hard work. I have money here and I don't need your money."

"If you don't need it, save it." Liu Jingwen's eyes became more gentle, and there was a little pride on his face, "Yang Ge'er has to earn money for me to spend, and I naturally have to earn money to support my husband."

"How can there be a man who takes the money and doesn't give it to his husband." Liu Jingwen said: "Yang Ge'er can make the decisions on family matters and listen to you."

"I, I." Xia Yang said the two words with difficulty. In Liu Jingwen's expectant eyes, he took the purse and said in annoyance, "The little scholar is so stupid!"

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Chapter 17

"Second Grandfather, I'll get off here."

Xia Yang came back from delivering the vegetables and jumped off the car at the boundary of the village at the foot of the mountain. "I'm going to go find Zhao Ge'er and go up the mountain together."

"Okay." Second Grandfather Liu smiled and said, "The mountain is dangerous. That little boy carries a bow and arrow. Liu Xiucai can rest assured that you can keep him company."

"Yes." Xia Yang smiled and waved and left.

This morning, Zhao Ge'er was waiting for him on the side of the road. When Xia Yang saw the bow and arrow behind him, he had an idea and immediately introduced him to Liu Jingwen.

He also praised Zhao Ge'er's archery skills, which were very famous among hunters in other villages. He covered up for his hunting in the mountains and pushed some things that could not be covered up onto Zhao Ge'er.

In the future, no matter what he hunted, he could borrow Zhao Ge'er's hand and say that he helped him, which was a legitimate reason for himself to hunt.

Xia Yang was in a good mood. He looked at the village at the foot of the mountain with great interest while walking. The environment was beautiful and the scenery was unique. There was actually a big river passing by not far from the village.

"Huh?" Xia Yang stopped. He hadn't eaten fish for a long time. He wondered if he could catch some here.

"Brother Yang." Wang Zhao saw him standing at the entrance of the village, staring at the river in a daze. He ran over and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Fish." Xia Yang turned his head and looked at Brother Zhao, and asked, "You didn't go into the mountains?"

"Waiting for you." Wang Zhao smiled brightly, "Didn't you say you would go into the mountains with me? I guess you should be back from the town by now. I'm going to find you on the official road."

"That's nice." Xia Yang patted Wang Zhao on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Let's catch fish first? We can go into the mountains in the afternoon."

"Okay, let's try." Wang Zhao touched his head and smiled embarrassedly, "I'm also craving fish, but unfortunately I can't catch it."

"Leave it to me, I'll definitely let you eat fish today." Xia Yang waved his hand and prepared to show Wang Zhao his skills.

He didn't know that while he was happily catching fish here, Liujia Village was in a commotion, and they blocked him at the entrance of the village one by one.

...

"Where is Mr. Liu?" Many villagers gathered at the entrance of Liujia Village.

Some were happy, some were sad, and some were angry. They looked at Aunt Li and the others with envy and jealousy, and directed all their anger at Xia Yang.

"He didn't come back." Seeing so many people asking about Xia Yang, Grandpa Liu replied under Aunt Li's repeated glances.

"Why didn't he come back? Where did he go?" someone asked hurriedly.

"Yes, is he still in town? Did something go wrong when delivering vegetables?" A woman said gloatingly.

"You are such a bad mouth." Aunt Li glanced at the woman and threw the basket in her hand, "What are you talking about? You can't stand seeing others do well, you are so short-sighted."

"How can I be short-sighted?" Zhao put her hands on her hips and spat on the ground with a "pah". "Tell me, what kind of magic potion did you give him? He doesn't ask his own relatives to buy vegetables, but buys vegetables from you who are not related to him at all. You let people who have nothing to do with you make money. Is there any justice in this?"

"You are a relative, but you didn't say a word when you saw Mr. Liu, and even criticized him behind his back. How can you have the face to let Mr. Liu buy your vegetables."

Aunt Li was not to be outdone. She also put her hands on her waist and scolded, "Don't rely on your few relatives and think that Mr. Liu will worship you. A person like you who has no family affection at all should not even look at you, and he still accepts your food? You are so beautiful."

Aunt Li glanced at Zhao with disdain and sneered, "Don't come here to pretend to be an elder. No one takes you seriously."

"You can't say that." When Chen saw her mother-in-law being scolded by Aunt Li, she hurried forward to help, saying, "Mother is his aunt. As an elder, how can you not say anything about him? If there is nothing wrong, he would not be wronged for no reason, right?" "

He is just unfilial. He instigated the division of the family as soon as he entered the house, causing my second uncle's family to be laughed at. This is his fault. He doesn't know how to respect his parents-in-law and live in harmony with his sisters-in-law."

"What do you mean by getting along?" Mrs. Hong, a neighbor of Liu Jingwen's family, stood up. She and Aunt Li's family were from the same village, and the vegetables from her family were now sold to Xia Yang. "Everyone knows that Mr. Liu was injured. He went to the mountains to work before his head wound healed completely. Is this the way the Liu family wants to get along well?"

She had secretly asked the Liu family's children and knew some of Xia Yang's affairs in the Liu family. She also heard clearly that they quarreled in the yard about the division of the family.

Mrs. Hong was very confident. She looked at the Zhao mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, who stood with Aunt Li, and said bluntly: "I saw them quarreling in the yard with my own eyes. What? Can't I tell the truth?"

She opened her mouth and talked about everything about the division of the Liu family, finally solving the mystery of the division that the villagers had been puzzled about.

Some people who had said bad things about Xia Yang behind his back felt guilty. No one thought it was like this. The most important thing was that he didn't take any of the Liu family's property.

Chen saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly said: "What we are talking about has nothing to do with this matter, why are you talking about these? Do you know everything about other people's family affairs? Don't show off after hearing a few words. No matter what the inside story is, it is not your turn to argue about this." "

That's right." Zhao was reminded by her daughter-in-law and stopped talking about relatives. She glared at Aunt Li and Hong and said: "We are all from Liujia Village. Why should we let you take advantage of us and we can't share a little bit."

"Yes." Zhao's words hit the nail on the head, just in line with everyone's heart, "We are all from the same village, you can't make money every day, we have to share a little."

"Everyone takes turns, the vegetables you have are enough to sell for a few days, you are not thinking of using your mother's vegetables to make up the number, right?" Someone was smart and looked at Aunt Li and the others suspiciously.

Aunt Li: "It's none of your business who I use to make up the number, I can't get it anyway, you all give up this idea."

They quarreled together at the entrance of the village, but Xia Yang, the real owner, was not there, they couldn't argue with each other, and they confronted each other with red faces and thick necks like chicken eyes.

Although Aunt Li and the other vegetable sellers were weak, they still held their heads high and confronted those who wanted to take advantage of the village without fear.

At the beginning, Aunt Li was the first to know about Xia Yang's harvest of vegetables, and she discussed with these people who came to find them that this matter must be kept secret and not let the villagers know early.

When they make money and can continue this business with Xia Yang, they can straighten their backs and let their families participate, so that these people can't mess around.

Who knew that the news would spread so quickly, and it was known clearly in just two days. Aunt Li narrowed her eyes slightly: The problem should be with Liu Erye's family.

Her guess was right. Liu Erye came back with vegetables for Xia Yang yesterday and sighed to his family: Liu Jingwen married a capable young man. Not only does he do business himself, but he also drives the villagers to make money.

The bad thing is that Aunt Li didn't ask his family to participate in the vegetable selling. When the second grandfather's family heard this, they knew that Aunt Li and others made a lot of money here in Xia Yang.

This business is still going on every day, so envious and jealous!

I didn't dare to say anything in front of Liu Erye, but his wife and several daughters-in-law at home leaked the news. Today, after Xia Yang delivered the vegetables.

The women in the village gathered together and talked more and more unwillingly. They were all villagers, and Xia Yang had no friendship with Aunt Li and the others. Why should they earn all the money?

Aunt Li and the others had nothing to do on weekdays, so they were chatting at the entrance of the village. Now there was one more person waiting for Xia Yang to bring the basket of vegetables, and they were surrounded by people arguing about this matter.

I thought that when Xia Yang came back, I would talk to him about not giving this matter to only a few families, but it would be best if all the villagers could benefit. Unexpectedly, Xia Yang did not come back.

In a fit of anger, Liu Jingwen's aunt took the lead and provoked trouble in an attempt to make Aunt Li and the others give up some, but they did not expect that they would not give up at all.

"It's not our turn?" Seeing Aunt Li and the others' arrogant attitude, Zhao pointed and said, "Then talk to the people whose turn it is."

After she finished speaking, she waved to the people in her camp and said, "Let's go find my second brother's wife and let her, as the mother-in-law, judge for us."

Aunt Li looked at them leaving in a haughty manner, feeling a little uneasy, "If Liu's mother speaks out, we might really have to give up part of it."

"Impossible." Hong thought she knew the inside story, and said to her group, "Don't worry, Mr. Liu is a straightforward person. He handed this matter over to us instead of looking for the in-laws, so he won't change his mind because of a few words from her."

When she got to this point, she glanced around quietly, "I tell you, Jingwen is a kid who is afraid of his husband, and he is very protective of Mr. Liu. You don't have to be afraid of what he says inside."

Zhao brought the villagers to her sister-in-law's house, and before she even entered the door, she shouted loudly: "Second sister-in-law, come out quickly, everyone is looking for you to judge."

"What's the matter? What do you want me to judge?" Liu's mother came out of the house and saw Zhao and a group of people standing at the door of her house. She asked suspiciously: "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

"It's the little brother your Jingwen married." Zhao told Liu's mother what she heard, and pointed to the women in the village who followed her and said: "Everyone is waiting for you to judge. Tell me, is your third daughter-in-law right? Even if you don't care about us relatives, you can't just let Mrs. Li and others benefit. You have to consider other people, right?"

Mother Liu's face was gloomy, and a trace of jealousy flashed across her drooping eyebrows.

She said coldly: "We have separated, and we have no relationship from now on. They don't need to tell us anything. We don't care about people who don't want to do it." She looked up at everyone with a dark face, "You can find it yourself if you have something to do. We don't have the blessing to take any credit."

After she said that, she turned back and closed the door with a "bang". Then, Mother Liu's scolding came from inside: "I tell you, no one is allowed to associate with that ungrateful wolf. Let him and that unwanted old brother get out of here."

Zhao blinked and looked back at the villagers. Everyone was surprised. It's not that no one had doubts about the sudden separation of the Liu family.

But no matter how they asked, the Liu family kept their mouths shut. No one said why, just one sentence: It's a separation.

Now Mother Liu's attitude seems to have a lot of things. Thinking of what Hong said, there may really be something fishy. How can they talk to Xia Yang about this?

"What should we do?" a woman said, "We can't just stand here. We have to think of a way out. We have to make a lot of money every day."

Chapter 18

In the evening, Liu Jingwen took a car back to the village. As soon as he got off the car at the entrance of the village, he was

surrounded by people. "Jingwen, I am your aunt." Zhao called Liu Jingwen and surrounded him with some women in the village. "There are also people in the village. We want to talk to you about something."

"Aunt?" Liu Jingwen frowned, and his thick eyelashes trembled slightly. He knew that trouble was coming. He smiled faintly and said, "What is it that has come to the entrance of the village?"

"It's about your husband." Zhao said, "It's okay for him to ignore his relatives, but there are so many people in the village, and you can't ignore everyone."

Liu Jingwen stood there with gentle eyebrows and ears, listening to Zhao and those people in the village, expressing their dissatisfaction with Xia Yang.

Listening to them complaining in their hearts, saying that Xia Yang didn't know the rules in various ways, until they stopped with dry mouths, and their eyes fell on Liu Jingwen's face, waiting for him to express his attitude.

Zhao said, "Jingwen, do you think your wife did the right thing? If you want to collect vegetables, you should collect them from all the families in the village, not just a few families?"

"That's right. We have no grudges against him. Why do you look down on us and want the vegetables from Li Pozi and her family?"

"If you want to collect vegetables, you should collect them from everyone. We live in the same village. We are all surnamed Liu. Everyone should be taken into consideration."

Liu Jingwen couldn't help laughing when he heard this. "Okay, I know about this. I will go back and discuss it with Yang Ge'er. If I can collect your vegetables, I will let you know."

After he finished speaking, he asked Sanshu to leave. Unexpectedly, these people stopped him from leaving and insisted that Liu Jingwen agree to collect their vegetables on the spot. "Liu Xiucai, you are the head of the family. Give us a definite answer now so that we can rest assured."

"That's right. Li Pozi and her family have been selling vegetables for two days. It should be our turn tomorrow. We can't let them get the advantage again."

"Jingwen," Zhao said, "your husband doesn't know the rules. You should know to take care of the villagers. Give everyone a definite answer now. Do you want our vegetables tomorrow?"

"Aunt." Liu Jingwen frowned slightly and said unhappily: "Let's talk about the matter. Why do you always blame Yang'er? How did he offend you? How doesn't he know the rules?" "Aren't Aunt Li and the others from the village? Aren't they from the Liu family? We are from the same village. We should help each other when there are problems, but you can't let Yang'er help all of you alone." "He doesn't have that much ability. The number of vegetables sold in a day is limited. It is impossible for him to accept all the vegetables. It is Aunt Li's luck that she can earn this money by accepting Aunt Li's vegetables." "Aunt is the first person to show kindness to him. What did you do to Yang'er? Don't tell me you didn't gossip behind his back." Liu Jingwen was not in a hurry to go back at this time. If he led these people home, he might not say anything in front of Xia Yang. It would probably be even more excessive than in front of him. "You are not happy with Aunt Li and the others making money, and you want to interfere with who Yang Ge'er buys vegetables from. Can't the people of Liujia Village make their own decisions? Do they need your approval before doing anything?" " Even the county magistrate, the parent official of a region, does not manage everything, let alone interfere in the affairs of the people. When did our Liujia Village have such rules?" Liu Jingwen did not want to be hostile to the villagers, but they kept saying that Xia Yang was not good in this or that, and wanted Xia Yang to buy their vegetables, and they wanted to suppress Xia Yang with their own wild imagination. He just thought it was funny that he was so depressed. He was really ignorant of what he was doing to Xia Yang for them. He was full of calculations and used himself here. ... Xia Yang made dinner at home, and was cleaning the yard while waiting for Liu Jingwen to come back, but he saw Sanshu running in sweating profusely. "Hurry up and save Brother Jingwen, he was blocked by the villagers at the entrance of the village." Sanshu was panting, and Xia Yang was shocked. What happened? He threw away the broom in his hand, and without asking Sanshu why, he ran out with big strides, "Help me look after the house." Xia Yang ran to the entrance of the village in one breath, and saw from a distance that a group of people surrounded Liu Jingwen in the middle, and there were also some people watching in twos and threes around. The group of people looked angry, dancing and spitting, and Liu Jingwen, a handsome and gentle boy, was like a cabbage swaying in the wind and rain. Xia Yang was furious when he saw this scene. "Get out of here, who told you to bully him?" He stretched out his hand to push the crowd apart. He ignored their surprised looks and stepped forward to grab Liu Jingwen's hand and looked him up and down. "Little scholar, I'm here, don't be afraid." "It's okay." Liu Jingwen's hand was held by him, and the corners of his lips that were slightly pursed slowly rose, revealing a bright smile, "We are just talking." "You are just good-tempered." Xia Yang's eyes were full of heartache, and he said helplessly: "The more you are like this, the more people think you are easy to bully." "It doesn't matter." Liu Jingwen said lightly: "Although I am blind and called a useless person, I still have the title of scholar, and not everyone can touch it at will." "If they care about these, they won't stop you here and not let you go." Xia Yang looked at the women in front of him, but he relied on the village elders to pressure people. He had seen what a shrew was like. "Let's go." Liu Jingwen didn't want Xia Yang to stay here. "You can't leave." When the villagers saw Xia Yang coming, they just decided on the matter. "You have to collect our vegetables tomorrow. You can leave only after you agree to it." "What do you think you are?" When Xia Yang heard this, he immediately understood why they were stopping Liu Jingwen from leaving. "I can collect whoever's vegetables I want. It 's none of your business." "Who gave you the face to force me to collect your vegetables." Xia Yang looked at them with disdain. "I tell you, even if we don't do this business, we won't collect your vegetables." "What's your attitude? We are from the same village. Aunt Li and the others can do it, so why can't we?" "Because I don't want to." Xia Yang said word by word. He stood in front of Liu Jingwen. He was tall and strong, like a tall pine tree that supported Liu Jingwen. "I won't let anyone who tries to intimidate or coerce me get the slightest advantage." His brows were cold, and his dark eyes hid anger. "Those who dare to bully me must realize that you will get nothing." "Don't forget, this is Liujia Village." "So what about Liujia Village? What is there to be proud of a village like this?" Xia Yang narrowed his eyes and wondered what they meant by this. Suddenly, Liu Jingwen's words rang in his ears. "If the village thinks it is not appropriate for us to stay here." Liu Jingwen had a blank expression on his face, and said in a light tone: "We can move out of Liujia Village at any time, but I don't know if you can make the decision." "Move, our village doesn't need ungrateful people like you." At this time, a middle-aged woman said complacently. She looked at Liu Jingwen with sarcasm and said: "There is no use keeping a blind scholar. My eldest son is already a student and will be able to take the exam for a scholar next year." "Say it again." Xia Yang suddenly pointed at her and said fiercely: "I'm going to break his legs in a while, and see if your son can still take the exam for a scholar next year." "And you." Xia Yang's fierce eyes swept over these women one by one, "Whoever dares to complain again, I will break the legs of all your sons." "You, you?" They were frightened by Xia Yang's cruelty, especially his eyes were blazing with fire, and he was ready to fight at the slightest disagreement. This was the first time they had seen such a cruel young man. "If you dare to touch our family, the village chief will not let you go."

"Hmph." Xia Yang looked indifferent, with his arms around his brother, one leg forward, and a nonchalant look, his eyelids slanted and he said lazily: "That depends on him dealing with you bullying my little scholar. It's too early to talk about this now."

What is his background? A poor boy from the countryside, he suffered a lot in the big city before he succeeded later. Without the spirit of risking everything, how could he conquer the world.

None of the brothers following behind him did not protect him, let alone the little scholar who had a thousand connections with him in the unfamiliar ancient times.

Xia Yang touched his chin and secretly thought about the feasibility of this matter. Fighting in this place should be much more convenient than in modern times.

"There's no need to be angry." Liu Jingwen shook the hand he was holding, and smiled gently at Xia Yang: "I have fifty acres of tax-free land under my name. I gave thirty acres to the village without taking a penny. We don't owe anyone and no one can force us in various names."

"You are very generous." Xia Yang looked at the people around him coldly, "You have nurtured their greed, and once they are not satisfied, they will find ways to force you to achieve their greedy goals." "My fault." Liu Jingwen said gently: "Yang Ge'er is sensible, I will listen to you in the future, I will go to my father tomorrow and get all the tax-free quotas back, with these we don't have to work hard and can rest assured to get enough food and clothing at home." "They must all be back tomorrow, even if I throw them away instead of giving them." Xia Yang raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of evil taste, "I want to see what they can do. Tomorrow I won't go to the mountain, but visit every household to see how many men there are in their families." "You dare? This is your return to the village, you think you can take it back if you want." "We are all your elders. If you are disrespectful to us, as long as we tell others, you will lose your title and honor." "Hey!" Xia Yang was amused by them, "I want to see how capable you are. You are threatening us with the title and honor. Don't you even see what kind of people you are?" He was really angry. If the people in front of him were not a group of women, all of whom were middle-aged or above, Xia Yang would have beaten them up to vent his anger. Xia Yang rolled up his sleeves and suddenly smiled naively, his eyes full of sarcasm, "If you don't get out of the way, I'm going to fight you. I'm a little guy and I'm not afraid that I can't beat you. Do you want to try?" He remembered his status here. He didn't really fight with them, but it would be okay to scare them. Xia Yang waved at these women, "Come on, come on, I'll give you a good beating first, and then I'll stop your family members here tomorrow morning. If any of you want to go out to work, go home and heal your injuries." "You, you little guy, you want to fight with us?" "How dare you beat your elders? Do you still have filial piety in your eyes?" Seeing that Xia Yang was really going to fight, these people were scared and hurriedly scattered. They were no match for Xia Yang. It would take a lot of strength to be able to act like a man. "Don't worry, auntie and auntie." Liu Jingwen said weakly, "Brother Yang is joking with you. He is straightforward and kind-hearted. If he hurts you accidentally, we will pay for the medical expenses." Xia Yang was overjoyed. Liu Jingwen's words were pleasing to his ears. He was afraid that if the young scholar stopped him, he would feel very depressed. He couldn't just beat him up and scare him! "Don't run. Come on, let me see how you can stop us from leaving." Xia Yang got Liu Jingwen's support and waved to the people who were hiding from him. "What are you doing?" Just when Xia Yang was about to take action, a sudden angry shout came. Aunt Li and the others hurried over with the village chief, "Why are you surrounding Mr. and Mrs. Jingwen when you have nothing to do?" "Your boss is not at home. You are really rebellious." The village chief was angry. He looked more than 40 years old and shouted angrily. "You call yourself elders, is this how you bully the younger generation?" The village chief glanced at them coldly, "What did you say when you gave the village 30 acres of tax-free land for free? The only request was that the villagers would take better care of Jingwen, is this how you take care of him? You are going too far." " You gossip about Jingwen's husband, and you still want him to help you. You have brought shame to Liujia Village." The village chief was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick, looking at them with a look of disappointment. They went to his place to make trouble during the day, and he had already told them once, but who would have thought that they were blinded by money and ignored what he said. "Jingwen." The village chief took a few deep breaths and tried to suppress his anger. "It's getting late. Go back with your wife!" "It was my uncle's negligence today. I will make it clear tomorrow. No one will bother you like today." At this time, Aunt Li also came over and said to Xia Yang with a guilty look on her face: "Mr. Liu, we have already asked the village chief to deal with this matter during the day. I didn't expect them to come here to block us again." "It's okay." Xia Yang said indifferently: "All they have in their eyes is money, so they don't care about others." "You are the village chief." After Xia Yang finished speaking, he looked at the village chief. Just as he was about to speak, he was pulled by Liu Jingwen, who whispered in his ear: "Let's go back, I'm hungry." "Hmm?" Xia Yang was stunned, and then he saw that the sky was dark, and only the last rays of sunset were left. "Okay, go back, I've prepared the meal." He wanted to take this opportunity to have a good talk with the village chief, but Liu Jingwen ignored it immediately when he said he was hungry. He lowered his body and pulled Liu Jingwen onto his back, "I'll carry you back, so we can go faster." Liu Jingwen didn't notice that Xia Yang had pulled him onto his back. His face suddenly turned red, and his heart was beating uncontrollably. He didn't dare to listen to the sounds around him. "Thank you, Brother Yang." Liu Jingwen was embarrassed, but he couldn't suppress his excitement, and whispered to Xia Yang. "It's okay." Xia Yang couldn't let go of what happened today. He felt bad when he thought that the young scholar was blocked at the entrance of the village and couldn't go home. "I'll pick you up in the town later." "No need." Liu Jingwen said, "I won't go to the town to tell stories in a few days."

Chapter 19

Xia Yang was sitting under the big tree of the village, waiting for Liu Jingwen to come back. He was surrounded by the village entrance that was difficult to go. He didn't want to experience it again.

On the side, a younger brother in the dignitaries made the people seeing him dodge.

Especially yesterday, the people around Liu Jingwen were hiding in the distance. I am afraid that he really wanted to block his family at the village.

Who can stand it, Liujiacun is now different from Liu Jingwen.

"That." Aunt Li walked to Xia Yang tremblingly, with an awkward and ashamed smile on her face, and she turned her head to look at the person hiding in the distance.

"Mr. Liu." Aunt Li took a deep breath, "This is also Aunt's fault. We should have made it clear to them. If our families are short of vegetables, they will provide them. You saw this." Xia Yang opened his eyes, looked at Aunt Li in confusion, and asked:

"Aunt, what do you want to say?" "Aunt apologizes to you."

Aunt Li had already spoken, and no longer struggled, "It's not easy for every family to make money. If there is a way to make money, they want to take care of their relatives. It's because we are too greedy and cause you trouble." She didn't hide it, and revealed the little thoughts she and the families who sold vegetables to Xia Yang had hidden. It turned out that they were going to bring the vegetables from their relatives on the natal side when their own vegetables were not available, so that they could also make some money. Unexpectedly, the villagers didn't agree, and they didn't show weakness, and the result was getting bigger and bigger. "Let's ask the village chief to deal with it." Aunt Li said: "The village chief said that helping the villagers should be voluntary and cannot be forced. Besides, you bought vegetables for the villagers, and you can't be asked to take care of everyone. They are making trouble for no reason." "We thought the village chief said this to persuade them not to make trouble with you, and the matter would just pass. I didn't expect them to block Liu Xiucai." Aunt Li was ashamed and explained the matter clearly.

She was so old and uneasy in front of Xia Yang, like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting for his parents to scold her. Xia Yang couldn't help laughing, and waved his hand indifferently, saying: "It's understandable to seek benefits for your relatives. This matter is forced by them anyway. It's not your fault, Auntie." For Xia Yang himself, it would naturally be beneficial to take care of relatives and friends first. Those people didn't put themselves in the right position. If they had talked to him properly, maybe they would have done what they wanted. But now! Xia Yang, however, would not care. Yesterday, they not only embarrassed the young scholar, but also slandered him. He was not so generous as to let those who slandered and looked down on him benefit. T

hey had their mouths and he could not control them. Could he not control his own good intentions? "Auntie, is there anything else?" Xia Yang saw Auntie Li standing there motionless, sat up straight and spit out the grass in her mouth, "If you don't want to sell vegetables, I can find someone else." "No, no." Auntie Li no longer hesitated and pointed to the distance, "They all regret it now. I want to tell you that it's all their fault."

"After all, they are elders. They don't have the face to apologize. If they do that, it will not be good for you, so they asked me to come here to express their attitude." "Oh." Xia Yang nodded to show that he understood, but he couldn't figure it out. "No need, no one will provoke anyone in the future." He didn't understand and didn't want to think deeply, but he didn't expect that it was because of his rogue appearance that these people were afraid and didn't want to have an unsolvable knot with him. As for him coming with a bamboo spear, if there is anyone causing trouble again, I will never deal with it so hastily, I must find someone to scare them. "Go home, Auntie." Xia Yang saw the ox cart coming, stood up, picked up the bamboo spear standing beside and went to pick up Liu Jingwen.

Yesterday, I said I would go to the town to pick him up, but the young scholar disagreed. I couldn't say anything if I picked him up at the village entrance. Xia Yang went over and patted Liu Jingwen on the shoulder, saying with a smile: "Little scholar is back, thank you for your hard work." Liu Jingwen was stunned and shook his head helplessly, "Why are you here? Didn't you say you were fine?" "I went out for a walk." Xia Yang reached out and helped him out of the car, "We happened to be here, so I'll pick you up and go back together." How could Liu Jingwen believe him? He just pretended not to know, with a faint smile on his lips, "

Okay, let's go back together." Xia Yang took his hand, watched Sanshu run away, and asked Liu Jingwen: "How about buying a few acres of wasteland near our shack?" "Okay." Liu Jingwen agreed immediately without asking Xia Yang what he was going to do, "If you think it's okay, just buy it, I have no objection." "Okay." Xia Yang said: "Just buy the land from our shack to the end of the village, and build the house there." "Okay." Liu Jingwen said: "We just happened to pass by the village chief's house, let's go over and say hello." "Uncle Village Chief." Liu Jingwen was standing outside the village chief's house and happened to meet the village chief who came out. At Xia Yang's signal, he greeted him. "Jingwen is here." Seeing that it was the couple, Village Chief Liu paused and called them in, "Come, you couple come in and sit down." "Excuse me, Village Chief. " Liu Jingwen said. "What are you bothering?" Village Chief Liu smiled and said, "I was just about to look for you, and you came." "Is there something for the Village Chief?" Liu Jingwen asked. "You sit down first." Village Chief Liu led them into the yard and pointed to a small table in the yard and said, "It's cool outside, sit here." He turned around and called his wife, "Old woman, make a pot of tea, Jingwen and his wife are here." "No, no." Liu Jingwen stopped him and said, "We will sit for a while and leave, don't bother the Village Chief." "What's the bother, just a cup of tea." Village Chief Liu said. Xia Yang sat aside and did not participate in the conversation between Liu Jingwen and the Village Chief. He looked at the yard of the Village Chief's house, which was better than that of ordinary people. There are three brick houses, which seem to have been built not long ago and are still very new. There are also several adobe houses that are well maintained and the yard is clean. It seems that this is a family with a high standard. "Come, have some tea." The village chief's wife was quick and quick, and quickly brought the tea to each of them. "This child is good-looking, with thick eyebrows and big eyes that attract people." She also looked at Xia Yang and praised him a few times, and then said to Liu Jingwen: "Jingwen, you grew up under the care of your aunt, don't blame your aunt for being too talkative, your husband is a good man, you should live a good life."

"Thank you, aunt." Liu Jingwen smiled and was happy to hear this, "We must live a good life." Xia Yang's smile was stiff, and his face was a little embarrassed. This was the first time he heard someone praise him for being good-looking. He admitted that he was handsome, but in the eyes of the people here, he could never be called "good-looking", just because he was a young man who could get married and have children. "

Okay, you must have something to talk to your uncle about." The village chief's wife smiled, "I won't keep you, just talk about it." She turned and went out. Xia Yang looked at the village chief and saw that he was drinking tea. He pulled Liu Jingwen's sleeve to signal him to hurry up, as he had to go back to finish his meal. "Uncle." Liu Jingwen called the village chief, "You just said you were looking for us, what is it?" "Oh." Village chief Liu put down his teacup, his expression suddenly became serious, "It's like this, I've already told their head of the family about what happened yesterday, and they all feel guilty."

He paused for a moment and continued, "You know, even if they are wrong, they cannot apologize to you and your husband in person because they are elders, and you cannot accept this, so we discussed it and decided to give you some compensation."

The village chief looked at Xia Yang and Liu Jingwen and said, "You are in trouble now, and we should lend a hand to help you. It's just that your family is not rich, so we thought of giving you a piece of land for building a house in the future."

"No." Liu Jingwen shook his head and refused without any hesitation, saying, "That is the village's public land. It can't be given to us for free. The village can't start this matter. We have to plan for the long term."

"This." The village chief was about to say something, but was interrupted by Xia Yang, "We are here to buy land. We don't want it for free. We can't take advantage of it."

There are many things involved when money is involved. Xia Yang doesn't want to be caught by others in the future. He doesn't care about himself, but he has to think more about Liu Jingwen.

"It was just a small matter yesterday." Xia Yang said: "How can a village be harmonious in everything? There are times when tongues clash with teeth. What's done is done, and we have forgotten it."

He waved his hand to indicate that he and Liu Jingwen didn't care, and was determined to buy the land. Liu Jingwen also said: "Uncle village chief, Yang Ge'er's meaning is my meaning."

"If we have the ability, we will help the village a little." Liu Jingwen said in a gentle tone, thanking the village chief and others for this move, "But you must not take advantage of this. It's unreasonable to take advantage of your own family. If others follow suit in the future, there will be no rules in our village."

"Yes." Xia Yang said: "Let's deal with the facts. One thing is one thing. There is no reason for this kind of compensation. We will buy it with our own money. As long as the village doesn't make things difficult for us, we will be grateful."

"That will never happen." Village Chief Liu promised, "This kind of thing will never happen again. Don't worry, Mr. Liu, you have helped the villagers so much, so you can't do anything ungrateful again."

"With these words from the village chief, we feel relieved." Xia Yang's eyebrows relaxed. If this would be helpful to them, he could ignore the trivial matter yesterday.

"Come to me if you have any problems." Village Chief Liu said: "Don't worry, I will never let anyone bully you."

After he finished speaking, he sighed again, "Our village is too poor. They want to get some money when they see it, but no matter how you say it, they are all wrong in this matter."

"Love money, get it in a proper way." Xia Yang said: "It's not glorious to want to benefit from others. I can't carry the whole village on my back alone, and I don't have the ability. If everyone thinks this way, I can only say sorry, I may starve to death."

Xia Yang smiled brightly and said to the village chief as if jokingly. He had no responsibility or obligation to do so, so he should not think about gaining any benefits from him.

Village Chief Liu's heart choked. He understood what Xia Yang meant. He felt helpless but could do nothing. Which village would put the hope of getting rich on a young man? It

would be embarrassing to tell anyone about this. The village chief felt his face burning, as if he had been slapped. He coughed awkwardly.

"Which land do you want to buy?" Village Chief Liu changed the subject. "There is no land for sale in the village now. If you want to buy, it will be wasteland at the foot of the mountain."

...

"Little scholar." Xia Yang excitedly pulled Liu Jingwen, "We have land, we can do whatever we want, and we don't have to worry about the villagers coming to cause trouble."

"Yes." Liu Jingwen heard the excitement in Xia Yang's voice, and he was happy, "Brother Yang can do it without worrying about others."

They bought all the vacant land near the shack where they live now and all the way to the end of the village from the village chief. Now they have a small asset.

"Build a house and farm." Xia Yang was in high spirits. He had been confused since he came here and didn't know what to do. Now he can finally put his skills to good use.

"Little scholar, how many days will you go to tell stories?" Xia Yang said: "If you are at home, I don't have to worry about you anymore, I can let go and do my work."

"Just these few days, when people come, I won't go anymore." Liu Jingwen said.

"Alas!" Xia Yang hugged Liu Jingwen's shoulders, raised his head slightly, and looked at this boy who was a few points taller than him, "What are you doing mysteriously?"

"Supporting a husband." Liu Jingwen's body was a little stiff, and his expression was a little uncomfortable. He turned his head away so that Xia Yang wouldn't see his gradually hot face, "I can also make money at home, Yang brother, wait and see."

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Chapter 20

"Huh?"

Xia Yang's eyes were confused, looking at the wasteland with lush grass and flying birds. It became bare in one day, and the knee-high weeds and prickly thorns disappeared.

No, they are still there, piled up neatly and honestly at the edge of the field, spread out in the sun, withered and no longer as wanton as before.

What's going on? Xia Yang was puzzled.

He looked at the fields in the distance again, which were still green, with the wasteland growing in a disorderly manner, and butterflies flying and birds singing happily.

"Tsk." Xia Yang blinked his eyes hard. Was this a blessing from heaven or a sudden mythical color? "I won't have good luck, God is helping me."

Last night, he and Liu Jingwen bought three acres of wasteland nearby. Before he was ready to reclaim it, it was cleaned up neatly in a day's work.

As long as the land is turned over, it can be planted at any time. He is now full of joy and a little hope. What if he comes back tomorrow and turns the land over again?

"Pfft." Xia Yang sneered. He was just daydreaming. He actually wanted to get a piece of land out of thin air.

He turned back home and gradually calmed down. The situation in front of him was in front of him. Xia Yang could not doubt it. In order to prove that he was dazzled, he almost rubbed his eyes red.

...

At dusk, the scorching sun set over the mountains, leaving the afterglow all over the ground.

Xia Yang and Liu Jingwen were enjoying the coolness in the yard, facing the summer evening breeze, and the two of them comfortably enjoyed the coolness brought by the breeze.

"Little scholar, something strange happened in our family."

Xia Yang hesitated and started talking to Liu Jingwen about the wasteland. "It's strange. As soon as we bought it, it became a well-maintained field. It was clean and there was not even a small stone on it."

"Yang brother is kind-hearted and blessed by heaven." Liu Jingwen raised his eyebrows slightly, and then congratulated in a soft voice, "Congratulations to Yang brother for all his wishes to come true, and may everything go smoothly."

"Tsk." Xia Yang looked at Liu Jingwen in surprise. This man sat upright with a sincere attitude and his tone was so sincere that people could not find any fault with it, but why did he sound wrong?

"Little scholar, you have learned bad things." Xia Yang put his arm around his shoulders unceremoniously, smiled at him with his side face: "The library is full of all kinds of people, and you have become so slick in just how long? If it takes another few days, you will be out of control?" "No way." Liu Jingwen's expression did not change at all, "I am telling the truth, otherwise, brother Yang, explain to me what the situation is and why you did it?" Xia Yang is a carefree person and does not want to think deeply about some things. He just thinks that there is no need to take some trivial matters to heart. However, he is not stupid at all and he understands some things. "I'm just too lazy to think about it. This is a good thing, not a bad thing. Why care so much." Xia Yang said indifferently: "You will know it when you should know it. It doesn't hurt us now. Why be so pretentious about it." "Yeah." Liu Jingwen nodded and smiled: "I'm very happy that it can save Brother Yang some energy. Let it go." The two reached an agreement and stopped talking about this matter and waited for things to change. But there was one thing that Xia Yang couldn't let go, and asked: "When will you stop going to the teahouse to tell stories?" " In a few days." Liu Jingwen said: "I'm idle at home and don't make any money. I might as well tell stories for a few more days and make some money." "What's wrong with you?" Liu Jingwen sat up straight, pulled Xia Yang's hand from his shoulder and held it in his hand, carefully feeling the rough, thick, warm and comfortable hands, "Why do you care so much about this." Xia Yang never had any objection to him going out to tell stories every day. These two days, he said that he would no longer go to the teahouse in the future, but he cared so much and asked every day. "I don't think anything of your going to storytell every day, I just feel sorry for your hard work." Xia Yang didn't know what was wrong with him. "Ever since you said you wouldn't go, I've been thinking about it and feeling uneasy every day." Liu Jingwen frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Are you thinking that you're not going because there's something you can't continue to tell?" "It's my fault. I didn't explain it clearly to you." Liu Jingwen blamed himself a little, with regret between his brows. There were many things that Yang Ge'er didn't understand and he should explain them to him. "I'm not going because I earn too little, and I'm worried about you being alone at home." "I came back to find someone to help me. I'm honest and trustworthy and won't tell my situation to others. Some things shouldn't be known to everyone, at least I don't want to." Liu Jingwen said, "Farmers' children study and are trapped by their family circumstances. They will always find something to do to subsidize the expensive expenses. I started copying books when I was twelve years old, and later by coincidence I found a way to make more money." It turned out that he went to a bookstore to copy books, and the shopkeeper disliked his ugly handwriting. In order to save ink, Liu Jingwen went to the small river near the private school to practice calligraphy every day. In order to practice the shopkeeper's powerful words, Liu Jingwen used a branch to practice writing in the river sand and exercise his wrist strength. He accidentally saw someone talking to himself like a madman, mumbling something he didn't understand. He was a man in his thirties, elegant and imposing, and he couldn't be equated with madness. After Liu Jingwen listened carefully again and again, he finally realized that he was a scholar who wrote storybooks. Since then, Liu Jingwen took it to heart. After getting familiar with the shopkeeper, he wrote his own storybooks. In order to keep it secret, this matter was limited to the shopkeeper and Liu Jingwen. Liu Jingwen sighed: "It's no wonder that the shopkeeper dislikes me. My handwriting is really bad. I seldom write in order to save ink." "Since I have reached the shopkeeper's standard, I have copied books to make money. After more than a year of secret learning, I officially started writing storybooks at the age of ten or fourteen. Since then, I have never used the money of my family." When he said this, he stood tall and proudly said: "Going to tell stories is a helpless move. Now that I can no longer write, I naturally have no chance to tell stories. Now I have found a trustworthy person and asked him to write for me, so I don't have to tell stories in the teahouse anymore." This person is Liu Jingwen's classmate, who is also from a farming family. Now he is a student who did not pass the imperial examination. His family is poor and he gave up continuing to take the imperial examination. He works as a farmer at home and copies books to earn some money. Liu Jingwen accidentally learned about his situation and discussed with him to ask him to come to his home to help. Now it is the busy farming season, and this classmate can come after he finishes his family affairs. "Brother Yang." Seeing that Xia Yang had not spoken, Liu Jingwen smiled and comforted him, "I used to spend most of my time studying for the imperial examinations, and I didn't earn much from writing novels. Now I have a lot of time to use, and I will definitely make a lot of money in the future." "Little scholar is great." Xia Yang sighed, reaching out to touch Liu Jingwen's head and rubbed it gently, "Very ambitious, so young to be able to rely on writing novels to support his own studies, amazing!" Liu Jingwen heard these words, and didn't care about Xia Yang rubbing his head, just turned his head to avoid his hand, "Brother Yang, don't worry, I'm fine, I just make more plans for the future, and also find something for myself to do." Xia Yang saw him holding his head high and chest out, with a look of high spirits and fighting spirit, and the corners of his mouth rose and the smile became more gentle, "Yes, little scholar, even if he doesn't study for the imperial examination, he can still make money with his own ability, amazing." All he can do now is to support him. In the past, Liu Jingwen had the identity of a scholar, and no matter who he was, he would look up to him, even if the novels were not well written, he would not be too picky. But now! People are realistic. Xia Yang had experienced too much cold ridicule and couldn't bear to dampen his enthusiasm. He just secretly made up his mind to pay more attention to him in the future. If it doesn't work, he can buy a few of his novels himself. He can't let Xiao Xiucai sell none of them. If the shopkeeper doesn't accept them, he can also buy him off with money secretly. Besides, he has a surprise, waiting to surprise Xiao Xiucai and make him admire him. Thinking of this, Xia Yang felt relieved.

"Brother Yang is also amazing." Liu Jingwen heard Xia Yang's praise, and his eyes narrowed slightly to hide his hidden edge. He still looked gentle and soft. "Our family is counting on you. I just make a little money."

"Okay, let's stop flattering each other." Xia Yang smiled. The little scholar was very interesting. He always thought about taking care of his emotions. "We will all be busy in the future. Fortunately, there is nothing to worry about at home."

"Yes." Liu Jingwen said: "Brother Yang, do whatever you want to do boldly. I will be at home to watch over you. No one can bully you."

...

Time passed slowly. After a few days, Xia Yang's land was turned over. It was different every day. Facing this change, he never tried to find out why.

On the first day when this strange thing happened, he was still thinking about what was going on. Now he simply didn't do it. He thought he knew why.

Even the place where he wanted to build a house was reserved, which was exactly the ideal location in his mind, near the end of the village, on the open space far from the shack where he lived.

A large and neatly leveled open space, about eight-tenths of the area, the rest was plowed land, Xia Yang could make ridges and plant things at any time.

These were the thoughts that he had unintentionally said out loud, Xia Yang thought it was funny, and the spies he sent to ask him about it were really thoughtful.

Since he had created such good conditions for himself, he would accept them without hesitation. It was just in August and the beginning of autumn was coming, so he could grow seedlings to avoid delaying his plan.

After delivering the vegetables that day, Xia Yang came out of the restaurant and said to Second Grandpa Liu: "Second Grandpa, wait for me at the entrance of the town, I'm going to buy some vegetable seeds."

"What vegetable seeds do you want?" Second Grandpa Liu was dozing off in the car. He opened his eyes when he heard Xia Yang's words, his cloudy eyes full of kindness, "Those are basically available at home. Whatever you want, Second Grandpa will give it to you. You don't have to spend money to buy it."

He said with a smile, "Farmers only have these things, they are not worth much, Yang brother, you are welcome."

"I want a lot." Xia Yang said: "Thank you for your kindness, Second Grandpa. I also want to see if there are any rare seeds for sale. I want to try planting them."

"Oh." Second Grandpa Liu was thoughtful, picked up the whip and said: "Come up, Second Grandpa will take you to the place with the most seeds. The owner of that shop is a real man and will not fool you because you are a child."

"Okay." Xia Yang got in the car and sat next to Second Grandpa, "Thank you, Second Grandpa. I don't know if we have any rare seeds here that farmers don't grow. I want to buy them and try."

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Nitrogen-fixed "The Story of the Vicious Male Supporting Character Turning Good"

is now a "Little Wife of a Wealthy Family Picked Up by a Migrant Worker"

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Nitrogen-fixed "The Story of the Vicious Male Supporting Character Turning Good" copywriting:

Xu Jiu traveled through time and took over a bunch of messes. The original owner, as a bastard of the Marquis's Mansion, was courting death everywhere in order to gain power and wealth, and now he has to pay for everything.

One after another, he was exhausted by the various operations, the various contempt and difficulties within the Marquis's Mansion, the gambling debts and being despised by others, and the huge pressure brought by the eldest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The worst thing was that Xu Jiu met the ceremonial guard of the King of Zhenbei on his way out of the mansion. He was extremely obsessed with face and said a few words: God is extraordinary and has a heavenly appearance. One look can make a city fall and another look can make a country fall. Even if he faces the ancient Buddha every day to pray for the king's happiness and longevity, he is willing to follow him.

Who knows! On that day, an imperial decree was issued to grant marriage. Xu Jiu was confused and held the imperial decree to thank him. What's going on? Who the hell really wants to get married?

The King of Zhenbei looked at the fiery red-dressed man with eyes that were rolling around and looking at him, and he sneered at the man who was restless and said, "Since the princess's love is as deep as the sea, I will fulfill your wish. The small Buddhist temple in the side courtyard is ready. I rely on you for my happiness and well-being in this life."

Xu Jiu was shocked and looked at the handsome and cold King of Zhenbei in a daze, and asked tremblingly, "Do you really want to become a monk? Prince, I don't have that much ability. I still rely on you for my princess' happiness and well-being!"

... The modern version of "The Little Wife of a Rich Family Picked Up by a Migrant Worker" is as follows

:

Jiang Bai, a rich man, is innocent and kind, but he doesn't know that people are treacherous. During a dispute with his rival, the rival suddenly fell and broke a leg. He looked at his hands blankly, wondering how he could fall without pushing anyone.

The fiancée broke off the engagement with disgust, his parents lost face and drove him out of the house in anger, his elder brother left with disappointment, and his friends all disliked and stayed away.

Jiang Bai was crying in the wind on the street, and was picked up and taken home to live in a daze. One day, he woke up and found that the person who picked him up was actually a low-level migrant worker.

Jiang Bai couldn't bear to suck the blood and sweat of migrant workers, so he started by setting up a street stall, working hard to make money to change himself, and determined not to let himself become a burden to the kind-hearted big brother. The

big brother was earnest, and his eyes were full of heartache as he looked at the beautiful young boy with red lips, white teeth and picturesque eyebrows. He was helpless: Xiaobai, go home, how can you bear this hardship.

Xiaobai's eyes were blurred with tears, and he raised a bright smile and raised his little fist to cheer himself up: Big brother, I will definitely make money, and I can't let you support me for nothing, that is all your hard-earned money!