Chapter 3: 21-30

Chapter 21

"Is this the place?"

Xia Yang looked up at the place where his second grandfather brought him. It was a place far from the main street of the town, not far from the town entrance, in the direction of their home.

"That's it." Second Grandpa Liu nodded, "The shopkeeper came from a nearby village. His son often brought back some things when he was doing business, so he opened a grocery store here."

"Okay, I'll go in." Xia Yang looked at the grocery store. There were many people coming in and out, and it looked like the business was good.

He and Second Grandpa Liu learned some information. The main crops here were grains, and vegetables were mainly for their own consumption. The rarer ones were imported fruit seeds.

For example, watermelons, grapes, melons... These were not necessary for farmers and were expensive. They didn't dare to try them easily because they had never grown them.

However, some of them were sold, but the price was very expensive and they couldn't afford it. They basically went to the county town to sell them, and the sales volume in each town was limited.

Xia Yang went in and saw that there were many people buying things. He looked around while looking for the vegetable seeds he wanted to buy.

This grocery store has a complete range of goods. Not only does it sell daily necessities such as grains, oils, and general merchandise, but it also sells some fabrics, clothes, and shoes and socks. Everything that can be used in life is available here.

No wonder the business is so good. As long as the price is okay, you basically don't need to go anywhere else to buy. You can buy everything at once.

In addition, with what Grandpa Liu said, Xia Yang knew that the price here must be affordable. The shopkeeper has a good reputation in this regard, and farmers who know about it will come here to buy.

Xia Yang looked around, but didn't see any vegetable seeds. There were too many things placed together. If it weren't for the shopkeeper and the waiter going back and forth, some small things would be really hard to find.

"Shopkeeper, buy some vegetable seeds." Xia Yang found a gap and hurried forward while he had just finished a business.

"Okay, I'll take it right away." The chubby shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I'm old, and I can't bear it when I'm busy."

"It's too hot." Xia Yang said.

He looked at the grocery store. There were too many things, and there was not much space left around. How could it be good without air circulation in this hot summer.

"What kind of vegetable seeds do you want?" asked the shopkeeper.

"I often grow them at home, eggplant, pepper, cucumber..." Xia Yang listed a long list, and he wanted almost every kind, and the quantity was not small.

"Huh?" The shopkeeper was surprised. Just as he was about to walk into the counter to get the seeds, he stopped again, turned back and looked at Xia Yang carefully, "These vegetable seeds are available in the village. You can ask who has more and get more. If you don't have enough, you can buy more. You can save a lot of money."

"How can the shopkeeper persuade others not to buy things?" Xia Yang smiled heartily. He was indeed a down-to-earth person. "I want a lot, it's not easy to get from other people's homes. Thank you for your advice."

"Oh." Shopkeeper Yang nodded and smiled: "It's also because you bought the seeds at the wrong time. This is not the season for planting vegetables. You should save them for next year. It's too early to buy now."

"Buy them now while you have extra money." Xia Yang didn't say much about this and evaded the question.

"Okay, I'll get it for you." The shopkeeper walked into the counter and took out a bag in a small corner, which was full of seeds.

He weighed the seeds according to Xia Yang's needs, put them on the counter and calculated the bill, "Six, ten, and one cent, six or ten cents for you."

"Thank you, shopkeeper." Xia Yang put the seeds into his backpack, and asked while taking the money: "Do you have any rare seeds? I'll go back and try to plant them." Shopkeeper Yang

glanced at Xia Yang inconspicuously, with some hesitation on his face. Xia Yang was patched up and it was almost impossible to find a large area of ​​good places, so he was a little skeptical of what he said.

But thinking that he bought so many seeds, six or ten cents didn't hurt at all, which made shopkeeper Yang tempted again, "Yes, there are, but the price is expensive."

"It's okay." Xia Yang handed the copper coins he had counted to the shopkeeper, "What seeds do you have, bring them to me."

"Okay, wait a moment." Shopkeeper Yang took the money, feeling a little confident, if he didn't buy it, it would just be a waste of his time, "I'll get it for you now."

He put the bag of seeds away and took out a box on the shelf. Xia Yang looked at him with a smile, what kind of seeds were so precious that made the shopkeeper so cautious.

"There are watermelon seeds, grape seeds, and new strawberry seeds this year." Shopkeeper Yang took out each one and placed them on the counter for Xia Yang to see. "Except for strawberries, watermelons and grapes have been grown by others, and they are sold at very high prices."

"Yeah." Xia Yang nodded. These seeds looked good. Apart from anything else, he had grown watermelons before. "How much are the watermelon seeds?"

"Five cents a grain." Shopkeeper Yang stretched out a hand and waved his five fingers in front of Xia Yang. "If you can really grow them, you'll be rich."

"Others don't know, but I know exactly how much money you can make by growing them." Shopkeeper Yang sighed: "Unfortunately, I tried to grow them several times but failed."

"You have to be destined to be rich. There are people who have grown them successfully near our town. They now live in a big blue brick and tile house. I heard that they have even opened a shop in the county town."

Shopkeeper Yang sighed and did not notice Xia Yang's expression. He did not see the twisted look on his face and his eyes wide open as he stared at the seeds on the counter.

"Five cents a seed?" Xia Yang looked at the shopkeeper, then at the tiny watermelon seed, and couldn't believe it. Wasn't this a sky-high price?

Five cents could almost buy two catties of cornmeal. Even brown rice was only five cents a catty. If he didn't know the prices here, it would be fine. The shopkeeper was really daring to ask for such a high price!

Xia Yang blinked, pointed at the watermelon seeds, and asked weakly, "Shopkeeper, you're right, is it five cents a bag or five cents a seed?"

Shopkeeper Yang looked up and saw Xia Yang's look of astonishment. He laughed "Hahahaha" non-stop. When he saw his son bring back the seeds and told him the price, Xia Yang had the same expression.

"Five cents a grain." Shopkeeper Yang had laughed enough and pointed to a bag of watermelon seeds and said, "One hundred cents for a bag of twenty grains, no bargaining."

"This is what my son brought back from outside. We don't have many here. People who grow watermelons all buy seeds from me, no one else."

"Hiss." Xia Yang suddenly felt a toothache. Scarcity makes things valuable. "Shopkeeper, can you make it cheaper? I'll buy more."

"Buy more?" Shopkeeper Yang shook his head. "Go buy a watermelon and try. One costs about one or two taels of silver. They're not sold in the town now. They're all taken to the county. Calculate whether it's cheaper to buy seeds, or to buy watermelons and keep the seeds for yourself."

How could Xia Yang not understand that even if he bought watermelons, he might not be able to get many mature seeds that could be planted. It was indeed better to buy ready-made seeds.

"Shopkeeper." Xia Yang thought for a moment, raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile: "Even if these seeds are sold, there will be few buyers. Maybe they will just buy a few seeds to try it out?"

"If you want to sell dozens or hundreds of seeds, no one will buy them. I'll ask for more and you can calculate it cheaper

. It's better than you keeping it in your hands all the time." Xia Yang smiled again and said to Shopkeeper Yang: "Your son often goes out to do business. He can bring it back to you at any time after selling it. It's also good for the shopkeeper to calculate it cheaper."

"How much can you ask for?" Shopkeeper Yang was a little confused. A person who looked like he couldn't even make a living as an ordinary farmer actually wanted to buy such expensive seeds. Judging from his tone, he wanted a lot.

"How much." Xia Yang opened his mouth and choked the shopkeeper. "If it wasn't thousands or tens of thousands of seeds, I would buy them all."

"Cough cough cough." Shopkeeper Yang coughed. He met a big customer, but he always valued conscience. "Not everyone can grow it. There are many people who fail. Don't bet your whole fortune on it."

"It doesn't matter if I bet on it." Xia Yang joked, "I have someone to take care of it, so I don't mind this little money. It depends on whether the shopkeeper is willing to sell it."

"Four cents." Shopkeeper Yang stretched out his fingers and gestured with four fingers, "As long as there are more than 20 seeds, I will sell it to you for four cents."

"I want them all." Xia Yang glanced at the seeds in the box and estimated that there were not many. "If there are fewer, three cents, I will buy them all."

"I have more than 800 seeds." Shopkeeper Yang became serious, knowing that Xia Yang was really buying. "If you really want all of them, I will give them to you."

He was also upset. His son brought back a thousand seeds, and now there are still so many left. Otherwise, he would not have easily lowered the price for Xia Yang.

"Deal." Xia Yang took out the purse directly and shook it in front of the shopkeeper. "I will pick the seeds first, and don't take the bad ones."

Xia Yang picked almost every seed. He had no idea about the quality of the seeds here, so he could only try to pick the better ones to ensure the germination rate.

"Seven, one hundred, two, ten, eight, shopkeeper, please count the money." Xia Yang finished selecting watermelon seeds. He was really annoyed by the careful selection of each seed.

"Two thousand one hundred and eighty-four coins." Shopkeeper Yang finished counting the money and looked at the remaining seeds that Xia Yang had selected. He hesitated for a moment and said, "If you want these too, I'll give you a lower price."

"No." Xia Yang refused neatly. These seeds were enough for him to plant an acre of land. There was no need to buy these seeds that might not sprout.

"How about two hundred coins for these more than a hundred seeds?" Shopkeeper Yang gritted his teeth. He didn't want to continue selling. It was not a loss to buy one coin per seed. He would sell them all to save trouble.

"I'll give you two thousand three hundred coins. If you want to sell them, I'll take them." Xia Yang hesitated for a moment and finally decided to take a gamble. If some seedlings sprouted, it would not be a loss.

It was his hesitation that made Shopkeeper Yang realize that Xia Yang would not buy at a higher price. Fortunately, he had earned more than one tael of silver this time, so he didn't care about that. "Take it."

"Deal." Xia Yang paid with a smile. In his opinion, the seeds were all good, but he didn't want so many seeds that he was not sure of, so he threw them away.

He packed the seeds and bought some grain and oil. There was no grain stored at home, so he had to buy it. Now he was busy, so Xia Yang prepared to store more and buy enough to eat for one or two months.

At the beginning of the shopping, Xia Yang couldn't control his hands. He bought some seasonings, some pots and pans, and bought a jar and several jars and pots.

In the blink of an eye, he spent a few more taels of silver, which made Shopkeeper Yang stunned and sighed: Don't judge a person by appearance. He met a rich man.

The quick-witted shopkeeper Yang looked at the fruit seeds he still had, "Do you want more seeds? You bought a lot of things from me, I'll give you a discount."

"No, I don't have any money." Xia Yang shook his head. He didn't have much money in his pocket. If he bought all the grapes and strawberries, he would really have to starve in the future.

"Oh." Grandpa Liu Er looked at Xia Yang and the waiter in the grocery store, moving out a lot of things one by one, "You bought a lot?"

"There's nothing at home, how can you live without these at home." Xia Yang said.

"Alas!" Grandpa Liu Er came to help and sighed: "It's not easy for you and your husband, but fortunately you are both capable, and your life will be better in the future." "Of

course." Xia Yang thought of Liu Jingwen's ambitions, and his heart was warm. Even if he didn't want to work hard, there were people who cared about supporting him, which made him more motivated.

"Second Grandpa." Xia Yang looked up at the sky. "It's already noon when we get home. It's past lunch time. We'll eat in town and go back."

"What meal?" Second Grandpa Liu shook his head. There were two meals. It wouldn't delay anything to go back at this time. "Don't spend that money. Live carefully."

"It doesn't matter if it's this one." Xia Yang jumped into the car. "Let's go find Xiao Xiucai. It's just right to eat with him."

After hearing what he said, Second Grandpa Liu didn't refuse. "Okay, I'll take you to find Liu Xiucai."

"It should be at the tea stall at this time." Xia Yang estimated the time and smiled, "It's just outside the town. We're on the way."

They just arrived at the town entrance, and before they got to the tea stall, Xia Yang frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly. There were several people standing near the tea stall, and Liu Jingwen was stopped by a person standing in front of him.

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Chapter 22

"Is this your classmate?"

Zhang Jinyu looked at the boy sitting in the simple tea stall, turned around and asked the people around him: "How can a scholar be so miserable!"

Chen Bairun said: "A poor boy can come here to tell stories because of Wang Qingwen's relationship. The tea stall is owned by his family."

"Oh." Zhang Jinyu nodded, and his eyes fell on the boy again. He

was handsome in a blue shirt, with delicate eyebrows and eyes like fine white jade, tall and graceful, and his eyes were suave.

He didn't see that he was a farmer's boy. If it wasn't for the slightly old and white long gown, and Chen Bairun's introduction to the boy, Zhang Jinyu would never believe it.

Such a wonderful person, with such a low birth, seemed to be an outstanding child of a family who was cultivated with thousands of pampering. He couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

He didn't understand what he was sighing about, but he just felt it was a pity, as if this shouldn't be the case.

He looked around and saw some rough farmers sitting in a simple thatched roof, surrounded by a polite and well-mannered teenager who didn't fit in with them.

They drank bitter tea from big bowls and listened attentively to the teenager's eloquent talk about the past and the present. Zhang Jinyu didn't know that these poor people were still interested in current affairs.

He Wenjie looked surprised, staring at Liu Jingwen, his eyebrows and eyes were warm and tender, and he was enthusiastically commenting on the past and the present. I don't know how he could talk about these elegant things that should be discussed and talked about by literati to these people who couldn't read a single word.

People who should have been depressed and hopeless, even if they didn't hide in a corner and moan without illness, shouldn't appear in front of everyone and live so freely and unrestrainedly.

If he saw Liu Jingwen decadent and self-destructive at this moment, or his temperament changed drastically and became a miserable and miserable person, he would not be surprised and would not have any dislike.

Anyone who has experienced the same fate as Liu Jingwen, even a person with a bright future, will not be able to get out of the shadows and completely place himself in the world in a short period of time.

"Anyone would be discouraged and lose the courage to live if he had a bright future, not to mention a poor kid with a hard life," He Wenjie sighed.

"Jinyu." He Wenjie turned to look at Zhang Jinyu, with admiration in his words, "If it were you and me, we might not be as open-minded as Liu Xiucai, who is willing to work hard in the market to survive."

"I can't do it." Zhang Jinyu said frankly, looking at Liu Jingwen with an inexplicable expression, "If there is no misfortune, a person with such a strong character and temperament will definitely become a figure in the future. What a pity!"

"Why do you two feel so sorry?" Chen Bairun heard their deep feelings and praised Liu Jingwen very much. He said: "He is just a poor boy who relies on his knowledge to make a living. It can be regarded as a gift given to him by the books of sages."

"It's just that as a scholar with a reputation, he is willing to do such a lowly thing." Chen Bairun frowned and said, "It really insults the teachings of the saints and brings shame to us scholars."

His words made Zhang Jinyu and He Wenjie frown. It sounded reasonable, but it was harsh and humiliating, so they couldn't refute it for a while.

After all, scholars cherish themselves and cherish their reputation. No matter how miserable they are, they will not come to such a place to be a lowly storyteller who pleases others like a joke.

"Brother Chen." Liu Feng frowned unhappily. "You really shouldn't say that to Brother Liu. We should be happy that he is not decadent and discouraged. After all, we are classmates, so how can we belittle him like this?"

"Okay." Chen Bairun didn't care about his words, with disdain in his eyes. "It is because we are classmates that we should persuade him to return to the right path, not to give up on himself and walk into this crooked way, which brings shame to us scholars." As

he spoke, he hooked his finger at the shopkeeper Wang in the distance, "Shopkeeper, come here."

"Gentlemen, polite." Shopkeeper Wang bowed and saluted. Seeing that Chen Bairun pretended not to know him, and that Zhang Jinyu and He Wenjie were dressed luxuriously and did not look like people from ordinary families, he became more cautious in his response.

"How can a scholar come to this filthy place to do such a lowly thing? He is unworthy of the teachings of the saints and his reputation." Chen Bairun said, "You let Scholar Liu come over. We must give him a wake-up call and let him know how much shame his actions have brought to the scholars." As

he spoke, he took out another five taels of silver from his pocket and threw it to Shopkeeper Wang, "Give this to him. It will be enough for him to spend for a few years."

"This young man." Shopkeeper Wang bowed slightly and said humbly, but he could not question it, "Scholar Liu said that a gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way, so he refuses to accept any tips from guests."

Shopkeeper Wang glanced at the other people, held up the silver with both hands and handed it to Chen Bairun, "Please take it back, young man."

"You are quite ambitious." Chen Bairun's eyes were dim and unclear, and his gaze fell on Liu Jingwen again. Seeing that he seemed to be more leisurely and comfortable now than before he was blind, a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "In this case, there is still hope of turning back. We should persuade him well."

"Shopkeeper." He looked at Shopkeeper Wang, "Your son is also a scholar. You cannot allow such things that go against the integrity of scholars to exist. Please go and tell him to come over now."

"Okay." Shopkeeper Wang nodded, "I will go and tell him now, but according to Liu Xiucai's character, he should finish his speech before getting up." He

did not stay after he finished speaking, and turned to find Liu Jingwen. Chen Bairun and others watched Shopkeeper Wang whisper a few words in Liu Jingwen's ear, and Liu Jingwen just waved his hand to signal him to leave.

Then he continued to tell stories, and had no intention of getting up. He even changed the subject and talked about the romantic affairs of literati, which made everyone laugh.

"What does he mean by this?" Chen Bairun was heartbroken, with dissatisfaction in his eyes, "We came here this time just to see if we can help him, but he is trampling our kindness on the ground!"

Liu Feng's face was not good. He looked at Chen Bairun with a look of scrutiny. He was a serious and upright person by nature. Although he was born as a commoner in the town, he never tried to curry favor with elegance and thought he was superior.

"Brother Chen, please be careful with your words." Liu Feng said, "Everyone has his own way of living. Even if you are kind enough to help, you cannot ask Brother Liu to act completely according to your wishes. He has always had his own ideas and is strong-willed. We just need to fulfill our friendship as classmates and give him some advice. There is no need to ask Brother Liu to do anything." "What do you know." Chen Bairun pointed at Zhang Jinyu and He Wenjie beside him, "Don't you know the identities of these two? With their help, it will be easy for Brother Liu to live a peaceful life without wealth and glory. But we cannot let Brother Liu's self-deprecating and shameless behavior put Brother Chen and Brother He in a position where people laugh at them." "This?" Liu Feng was speechless. He looked at Zhang Jinyu and He Wenjie without saying a word. They were well-known young men from famous families in the county. They came to visit him out of kindness after hearing about Liu Jingwen's situation. He was not sure how they viewed Liu Jingwen's being a storyteller at this time. "Look." Chen Bairun spread his hands and said with a joking smile: "You also think it's inappropriate, I'm not the only one who thinks so." "I don't think it's inappropriate." Liu Feng said: "I respect Brother Liu's choice. No matter what industry he is in, as long as he needs help in the future, Liu will definitely not abandon him." "That's your petty-mindedness." Chen Bairun said: "How can he be compared with Brother Zhang and others. If they extend a helping hand to Brother Liu, he will still do such things as acting like an actor and selling smiles on the building. Isn't it self-deprecating and ignoring the good intentions of Brother Zhang and Brother He, and it will also make people misunderstand that Brother Zhang and others are just righteous in words and have not really helped Brother Liu?" "Forget it." Liu Feng waved his hand irritably, "You have always been eloquent, I can't argue with you, I will stand aside and watch what happens, you can do whatever you want to say."

"Brother Liu, you are too kind." Chen Bairun held his head high, looking victorious, and glanced at Zhang Jinyu and He Wenjie from the corner of his eyes, "I am also sad that Brother Liu has fallen into such a miserable state, and I feel sorry for him for not loving himself and willing to step into a lowly path. I am also afraid that Brother Zhang and Brother He will be implicated by him and their reputations will be damaged."

"Alas!" He was out of character, no longer angry, and put on a helpless attitude, "I hope Brother Liu can understand our painstaking efforts and turn back as soon as possible." Zhang Jinyu and He Wenjie remained silent, looking at Liu Jingwen in the tea stall. They wanted to go in and sit for a while, but were stopped by Chen Bairun and could only stand in a cool corner outside. ... When Liu Jingwen finished his story and was about to get up and leave, Sanshu looked outside the tea stall and his eyes fell on Chen Bairun and the others, and whispered in front of him, "Brother Jingwen, there are a few rich people outside looking for you." "Heh." Liu Jingwen sneered, "Rich people, scholars, so what!" "We leave, don't pay attention to them." Liu Jingwen handed the stick in his hand to Sanshu. Shopkeeper Wang: "Liu Xiucai, wait a moment." He stepped forward a few steps to stop Liu Jingwen, and repeated what Chen Bairun had just said to him, "I didn't expect this man to change so much, not only is he arrogant, but he also looks down on everyone." Shopkeeper Wang, Chen Bairun, and Liu Feng are all from the town, and his son Wang Qingsheng is a classmate of them. I didn't expect that he would pretend not to know him and order him around. "Maybe this is his nature, but I just haven't seen through it." Liu Jingwen said lightly: "Besides, things are different now. The family business is getting bigger and bigger, and it's no longer comparable to ordinary people. It doesn't matter if you have a superior attitude." "They haven't left yet, you should be careful." Shopkeeper Wang said: "In addition to him and Liu Feng, there are two unfamiliar young masters. It seems that their family background is not ordinary. Be careful not to get into trouble." "I know, thank you Uncle Wang." Liu Jingwen bowed his hands to thank him. "Brother Liu." Chen Bairun saw that Liu Jingwen was about to leave and was not coming in their direction, so he hurriedly shouted: "Brother Liu, please stay." Liu Jingwen turned a deaf ear and continued to move forward. Chen Bairun ran a few steps to catch up with him. He grabbed Liu Jingwen's sleeve and said, "Brother Liu, why are you in such a hurry?" "Alas!" Chen Bairun sighed: "I heard that Brother Liu has fallen into a lowly job, so I came here to help him. If you have any difficulties, just tell me. A few silver coins are not worth mentioning." He saw Zhang Jinyu and others coming over, and sighed: "Brother Liu, a scholar's integrity must not be lost. How can you degenerate for a little silver? It really makes us sad." "Mr. Chen, this is wrong." Liu Jingwen brushed his hand away and said very seriously: "The literati and scholars have fun every night in brothels and brothels, and everyone talks about it as a good story. Liu makes a living by telling stories. How can he degenerate?" "There was once a down-and-out scholar who begged for a living all the way to Kyoto to take the imperial examination and seek fame. People talked about him with relish. People with such strong character will surely stand out and have a bright future." "Mr. Chen, do you think what the world says is wrong? Do you think these behaviors are self-degradation?" Liu Jingwen chuckled, his tone was gentle as if he was helpless. "Merchant is a lowly profession. Have people ever given up on doing business?" "The current emperor strongly supports merchants and gives them the same status as farmers, so that their descendants can study and take the imperial examinations, and can also become officials in the future." "Mr. Chen also thinks it's wrong? Merchants should not be promoted in status, and their descendants should not study and take the imperial examinations to become officials. Such lowly professions that everyone talks about should be left in the dust for generations and be despised by everyone?" "You?" Chen Bairun's face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes looking at Liu Jingwen became more and more dangerous. "I'm kind enough to do this for you, and even asked Brother Zhang and Brother He to help you. How dare you humiliate me like this?" "Don't be upset, Mr. Chen." Liu Jingwen shook his head calmly and sighed softly, "Mr. Chen was born in a merchant family, so he should understand the difficulties of all walks of life. Why do you keep saying it is a lowly profession? Isn't it belittling yourself?" "Mr. Chen is no longer the same as before. His meteoric rise is just around the corner. Why do you have to say such words about integrity and lowly professions in front of a useless person like me? If you continue to talk, I will doubt whether the trip at the restaurant that day was intentional." "You?" Chen Bairun was shocked and took a step back, "What did you say? Don't talk nonsense and slander." "Slander?" Liu Jingwen shook his head, "If you wanted to slander, you should have announced to the public who tripped me that day. But Mr. Chen's words and deeds today make me wonder if it was unintentional that day?" "What?" Liu Feng looked at Liu Jingwen in a daze, "Brother Liu, what are you saying?" "He's talking nonsense." Chen Bairun grabbed Liu Jingwen's arm, his face gloomy like the foreshadowing of a storm, gnashing his teeth and looking at Liu Jingwen, "Are you crazy because of poverty? Do you want to blackmail me to ensure that you have enough food and clothing?" Their argument immediately attracted a lot of attention. They were originally some respected scholars, and they were the focus of others wherever they went. Standing outside the simple tea stall, those ordinary people did not dare to approach easily, but secretly paid attention to the movements here. They were shocked and speechless when they heard such a shocking news. Now seeing Chen Bairun grabbing Liu Jingwen's arm, they couldn't help but move closer to them. Chen Bairun noticed the movements of these people and was even more angry. "If Liu Xiucai wants to blackmail me, just say it, don't throw dirty water on Chen and ruin my reputation." The author has something to say: There is still one chapter, and it will be updated with 10,000 words. Thank you for your continued support, thank you! Pre-collection please collect! Author's column please collect! Nitrogen fixation "The story of the vicious male supporting role turning good" current "The rich little wife picked up by the migrant worker"

Chapter 23

"Heh." Liu Jingwen smiled calmly, his expression did not change at all, "It was Chen Xiucai who came to see Liu, not Liu who came to harass me."

He stood tall and graceful, neither humble nor arrogant, even though he could not see, it did not diminish his elegance at all, the smile on the corners of his lips was like a hundred flowers blooming, making it impossible for anyone to have the slightest blasphemous heart.

"Brother Chen." Liu Feng stepped forward and looked at Chen Bairun with dissatisfaction, "Let's talk it over, let Brother Liu go first."

Zhang Jinyu and He Wenjie looked back and forth at them, the deep meaning in their eyes was hard to see through, facing the involvement between Chen Bairun and Liu Jingwen, they obviously had no intention of getting involved.

"Humph." Chen Bairun let go of his hand and looked at Liu Jingwen with disappointment. "Brother Liu, if you have any difficulties, just speak up. There is no need to do such a mean thing. It's just a mere money. Zhang has not taken it seriously. It's just that Brother Liu's behavior is really disappointing."

"Oh." Liu Jingwen nodded seriously. "Several of us gathered in the restaurant that day. Mr. Chen was generous in the banquet. During the meal, he was very enthusiastic and urged us to drink frequently. Fortunately, we were all people who strictly observed etiquette and did not drink excessively."

"Liu only had two cups of wine. He was not drunk and rolled down the stairs. I don't know who spread these remarks. He is a man of few words. Even if he hadn't suffered the disaster that day, he would not have passed the imperial examination and entered the official career in the future."

Liu Jingwen suddenly turned to Liu Feng and bowed his hands and said, "Brother Liu, do you remember? That day, Brother Liu and Brother Wang were walking in front of Liu. It was Brother Chen who held you and insisted that I walk in front. Liu refused in every way and was pushed down the stairs by him. Halfway through, he let go of his hand. After only a few steps, Liu fell down. There was no one in front of him and he rolled all the way downstairs and fell into a coma."

"Although I don't know what happened after I fainted, I know that I was tripped by someone. I think everyone present knows who is behind Liu."

Liu Feng suddenly clenched his fists. The events of that day were vivid in his mind. He looked at Chen Bairun speechlessly, but he opened his mouth but didn't say a word.

But his expression confirmed that what Liu Jingwen said was true, and Liu Feng's expression seemed to remember something, with deep doubt in his eyes.

"Humph." Chen Bairun waved his sleeves. "Fortunately, many classmates were present at the scene of what happened that day. Otherwise, if you slandered me, wouldn't I be considered a villain with ulterior motives who secretly harmed you?" "

Everyone has seen how much wine I drank that day." Chen Bairun looked at Liu Jingwen with disdain, with a dissatisfied and sarcastic smile on his face. "Even if you want to frame me, you should find a good excuse. Don't be blind and blind at the same time."

"Yes." Liu Jingwen nodded, agreeing with Chen Bairun's statement. "So, Liu didn't say that it was because you stretched out your foot to trip me that day. Even if you did, you would have said this today, but you threw even more dirty water on me." "

I just suspect that Brother Chen didn't do it on purpose, or he just had doubts in his heart but didn't say them out loud, but combined with what Chen Xiucai did today, and thinking back to some unusual actions on that day, I am sure."

Liu Xiucai paused for a moment, and said with a firm tone: "You, Chen Xiucai, did it on purpose."

"Heh." Chen Bairun sneered, "You said you had intention, so you had intention. Can you make a final conclusion with just one sentence? Putting aside this matter, I would like to ask you first, what is your intention?"

"Beat you." With these two words, Xia Yang, who had been standing aside for a long time, rushed forward and slashed Chen Bairun's wrist that was holding Liu Xiucai's arm.

"Ouch!" Chen Bairun let go in pain.

Xia Yang pulled Liu Jingwen away, "Little scholar, stand aside, Sanshu, look at him."

After he said that, he turned around and saw Chen Bairun glaring at him, sneering: "I'll tell you what the intention is."

Xia Yang grabbed his collar with his left hand and punched Chen Bairun in the face with his right hand, "I'll make you do nothing, I'll make you do bad things, today I'll beat you so hard that your ancestors won't recognize you."

He punched Chen Bairun in the flesh, especially in the face. After standing there and listening for a long time, it turned out that the little scholar's current situation was all caused by this beast in human form.

Xia Yang hated evil and was very protective of the people around him, so how could he let him go so easily? He beat Chen Bairun until he screamed.

His punches were as fast as the wind, and he didn't even give Chen Bairun a chance to call for help or say harsh words, which made the people around him dumbfounded. How could this fool dare to beat up a scholar? When

Zhang Jinyu and He Wenjie saw Xia Yang taking action, their eyes fell on Liu Jingwen, wanting to see how he would deal with the current situation, and they had no intention of offering a hand to help.

Liu Feng was shocked by Xia Yang's behavior. Seeing that Chen Bairun was beaten black and blue with just a few punches, he hurriedly said to Liu Jingwen: "Brother Liu, fighting can't solve the problem. Let's sit down and discuss it."

"What can we discuss?" Liu Jingwen said slowly: "After doing such a shameless thing, do you still want him to admit it? If he had a little bit of guilt, he wouldn't come here today."

"Brother Chen has always felt sorry for you and has been wanting to visit you for some time. We stopped him and told him to be quiet for a while. If it weren't for Brother Wang saying that you were telling stories here, we wouldn't have come." Liu Feng said.

"Oh." Liu Jingwen said indifferently, and then smiled gently at Liu Feng, "Thank you for your concern, Brother Liu, Liu is fine."

"Alas!" Liu Feng thought to himself: You are fine, but Chen Bairun is.

"Who is this person?" Seeing that Liu Jingwen was indifferent, Liu Feng tried to persuade him: "He looks like a commoner. I'm afraid that he won't be able to end well if he beats up Chen Xiucai."

"My husband Liu." Liu Jingwen suddenly smiled. When he heard Chen Bairun screaming after being beaten by Xia Yang, he said proudly: "My husband is kind-hearted and loves his family. It is understandable that he would be furious and beat up the villain after seeing the person who persecuted Liu."

"If Liu's experience were exposed to the eyes of the world, Chen Bairun would naturally fool him by saying that he was drunk, and there would be no evidence even if he went to the government.

" Liu Jingwen sighed: "Liu once comforted himself that he was unlucky and suffered such a disaster. It must not be intentional by Chen Xiucai. He even used his drunkenness to convince himself, but he can't fool himself today."

"It hurts me to think about it." Liu Jingwen stroked his chest with one hand, his face full of grief, "How can a dignified scholar, a newly promoted scholar, secretly harm others." "There is no grievance and no hatred. How can he be fierce, without the friendship of classmates. He always has the rustic feelings. Liu Mou is puzzled. Even why Chen Xiucai today can't guess." "I don't know, Brother Liu can see one, two?" It is the place where Pinxing and appearance are better than Chen Xiucai . "Alright." Zhang Jinyu saw Chen Bairun's miserable state and Xia Yang's ferocious energy, and was afraid that he would really beat him to death, so he walked to Liu Jingwen and said: "Liu Xiucai, please stop, the matter has not been concluded yet, so it's okay to hit him a few times to vent your anger." "Yes." Liu Jingwen smiled and said: "This young master has a point. Even if Chen Xiucai is convicted, he cannot hit people. It's just that my husband is straightforward and has no twists and turns in his mind. I didn't think it through for a while, so I'm sorry to make you laugh." Zhang Jinyu: "..." If you talk for a while, Chen Bairun will be beaten to the point of being unable to get up. I don't quite believe that you, Liu Xiucai, didn't do it on purpose. "Cough cough cough." Liu Xiucai cleared his throat, "Yang Ge'er, stop hitting him, be careful not to hurt your hands." Zhang Jinyu: "..." He Wenjie: "..." Liu Feng: "..." The people who were far away: "..."

"Pah." Xia Yang punched Chen Bairun again, hitting him directly in the abdomen. He was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat and bent over like a shrimp.

As Xia Yang let go, Chen Bairun fell to the ground, looking at Xia Yang and Liu Jingwen with vicious eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Liu Jingwen, you are great."

"You still dare to be stubborn." Xia Yang heard what he said and wanted to go back and beat him, but was stopped by Liu Jingwen, "There is no need to pay attention to such people, lest you be contaminated by his vicious aura and defile yourself."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and took out a handkerchief from his bosom, took Xia Yang's hand and wiped it carefully, and said with a smile, "Brother Yang, you have worked hard, let's wipe it clean and don't leave any bad luck." Xia Yang looked at him with a distressed face. Such a good boy was ruined like this, and he would never see a ray of sunshine again in his life. Even the girl who would accompany him for the rest of his life and the children in the future would not be able to see what he looked like. At this moment, he wanted to tear Chen Bairun apart, but Xia Yang knew he couldn't do that. This was in ancient times when there was no sound law and only status was considered, and there was no human rights. "Sanshu, burn the handkerchief, so that it won't be picked up by others and contaminated with bad luck and harmed." Liu Jingwen wiped Xia Yang's hands, handed the handkerchief to Sanshu, and asked him to burn it. "Okay." Sanshu took the handkerchief and promised happily: "Brother Jingwen, don't worry, I will burn it cleanly without leaving any residue." He ran to the stove where the tea stall was boiling water, threw the handkerchief in, picked it up with a firewood stick, and burned a handkerchief clean. Everyone's mouth twitched when they saw it. Liu Jingwen's operation was unexpected, but no one could express any objection. "Liu Jingwen." Chen Bairun was so angry that he was shaking all over. There was not a single good spot on his face. The bruises and purples looked scary. "We must find a place to reason about this." "You dare to hit me." Chen Bairun gritted his teeth and looked at Xia Yang again, "Wait for jail, and don't even think about getting out in this life." "What jail?" Liu Jingwen stepped forward and smiled slightly, "The husband of a scholar should also be respected. You are a well-educated and well-known person, but you actually fought with my husband. Is this the teaching you got from reading the books of sages?" "If you don't sue, we will." Xia Yang was so angry that his eyes turned red. He stared at him with clenched fists, "We must sue you so that everyone in the world will know and let everyone beware of you, a shameless and vicious villain." "Okay." Seeing that it was endless, Zhang Jinyu persuaded, "Calm down first. Find a time to sit together another day and resolve any misunderstandings." "What's the misunderstanding?" Xia Yang glanced at Zhang Jinyu and sneered, "Will we falsely accuse him? What's the benefit? Don't talk to me about money. We don't need a penny from him. It's unlucky to take it." "I tell you, don't let me see you again." Xia Yang waved his fist at Chen Bairun, "I'll beat you every time I see you, and I'll beat you until you dare not come out to disgust people again." "Brother Yang." Liu Jingwen took his hand, "Don't be angry, it's not worth it for such a person." He changed the subject again, "It's almost noon, let's go eat." "I came to eat with you." Xia Yang said, "Luckily I came here, otherwise I don't know how you were bullied." At this moment, he was glad that he came to find Liu Jingwen on a whim, otherwise he didn't know how long he would be entangled by Chen Bairun and others and how much he would suffer. The little scholar himself could not resist at all. Thinking of this, Xia Yang felt distressed, "Let's go, let's eat, are you hungry?" "No." Liu Jingwen said. Zhang Jinyu watched them walk away, exchanged glances with He Wenjie, and then looked at Chen Bairun who was helped up by Liu Feng, "Brother Chen, let's go to the clinic." "No need." Chen Bairun felt pain all over his body, but he had to grit his teeth and stand firm for the sake of face, "I can't leave first today, I'll apologize to you two another day." After he said that, he shook off Liu Feng's hand, gritted his teeth and staggered away. He had lost face today and all his face was trampled under the feet of Liu Jingwen and others. Liu Feng stood there awkwardly. He didn't want to help Chen Bairun, but with so many people watching, he had to consider each other's face. He didn't expect that he would be angered by him. "Brother Liu." Zhang Jinyu bowed and said, "I'm new to your place, Brother Chen, I'm sorry for the inconvenience, please give me some guidance." Zhang Jinyu was born into a wealthy family, his words and deeds were measured, and his appearance was handsome and outstanding. People liked him at first sight, and Liu Feng couldn't refuse his request. Even if he wanted to leave immediately, he couldn't refuse. "Brother Zhang, you are so polite. I should do my best to be a good host." "Today, please give me and Jinyu a chance to meet at the restaurant." He Wenjie invited with a smile, "Then tell me and Jinyu about the local customs and interesting things, and where there are beautiful scenery to visit." "Please." Liu Feng's face was hot, and he made a gesture of invitation, "You are so polite, gentlemen." He was not very familiar with Zhang Jinyu and He Wenjie. Although they were in the same academy, they were just nodding acquaintances. This time, Chen Bairun asked him to accompany them. He didn't expect such a bad thing to happen. Chen Bairun left and left him alone. He could only face the two people's enthusiastic invitation and try his best to accompany them. The people around, watching such a big drama come to an end, whispered to each other, and they were scared in front of the scholars and didn't dare to talk loudly. Now that everyone has left, they have nothing to worry about, and they immediately talked loudly and analyzed what the situation was. In fact, everyone has a scale in their hearts. Chen Bairun must be jealous of Liu Jingwen and secretly plotted against him, because everyone in the town knows that Chen Bairun cannot compare to Liu Jingwen in any other aspect except for the wealth of his family. Moreover, Liu Jingwen was born in a poor family and was a golden phoenix in the eyes of these people. Once he became famous, he was completely destroyed. Everyone would feel depressed. Before Chen Bairun could do anything else, everyone knew about his plot to murder Liu Jingwen, so he had to leave the town in embarrassment. ... "What do you want to eat?" Xia Yang helped Liu Jingwen onto the ox cart and secretly observed Liu Jingwen's expression, "Let's have a good meal today. I haven't been to a restaurant yet." "Let's do it another day." Liu Jingwen said, "Let's go have chicken shredded cold noodles. You should try them. They are very delicious." "Okay , I'll listen to you." Xia Yang naturally listened to his arrangements, "Second Grandpa, let's go back to town." "Okay." Second Grandpa Liu didn't know what happened just now. He kept looking at the ox cart and was still thinking about joking with Liu Jingwen at this moment, "Liu Xiucai is so lucky to marry a good husband. He keeps talking about finding you and taking you to have a good meal." "Yes." Liu Jingwen agreed, "I am really lucky in this life. There is no doubt about this." He really thought so in his heart, so he could encourage himself to get through it no matter how difficult it was. Now with Xia Yang, Liu Jingwen is even more motivated. Xia Yang saw that Liu Jingwen's mood was not affected too much. He wanted to ask about Chen Bairun's situation several times, but felt that the time was not right and suppressed this idea. "Are you hot?" Xia Yang saw that Liu Jingwen was sweating, so he raised his hand and wiped it with his sleeve, "Go buy a handkerchief later." "Yes." Liu Jingwen nodded, "Don't always take care of me, wipe yourself." "It's okay, I'm used to it." Xia Yang said. Liu Jingwen: "..." Am I not used to it? "It's hot today." Xia Yang said: "Don't come to the town to tell stories in the future, these few days won't make a difference." "Okay." Liu Jingwen agreed, "I'll settle the bill with the shopkeeper today, and I won't come again in the future." "We're here." Sanshu pointed to a small stall in front of the street, "This cold noodles is the best, Brother Jingwen likes it very much."

"Eat if you like." Xia Yang said, "I'll make it for you when we get home. It's perfect for eating in the hot summer."

He jumped off the ox cart, reached out to help Liu Jingwen down, and looked at the stall where many people were eating noodles. "There are so many people. It looks like business is good."

The noodle stall had more than ten tables, and they were almost full. If they hadn't just left when they got off the cart, they would have had to wait for a while.

"The noodle stall has been there for generations." Liu Jingwen said, "Dad said his noodles are the most chewy, with plenty of ingredients and affordable prices. He buys me a bowl every time he comes to town."

Xia Yang and the others found an empty table and sat down, calling the boss over, and ordered four bowls of cold noodles. Faced with Liu's second grandfather's refusal, Xia Yang dragged him over.

"It's just a bowl of noodles, why are you being so polite, Second Grandpa?" Xia Yang helped him sit down without giving him any time to discuss. "You've helped us a lot in this period of time, so you can afford this bowl of noodles."

"You!" Second Grandpa Liu looked helpless, but his eyes were full of smiles. "You can't be extravagant in life. You and Mr. Liu have a lot of things to spend money on."

Xia Yang understood that he was talking about building a house, but he just smiled and didn't respond. He glanced and saw someone buying a chicken leg.

He got up and went to the boss and asked, "How much is a chicken leg?"

"Eight cents." The boss said, "There are also chicken wings, and you can add more shredded chicken."

"Add a chicken leg and an egg to each bowl of cold noodles, and don't take anything else." Xia Yang looked at the things on the stall and only asked for the chicken legs and eggs that the little scholar liked to eat.

When Xia Yang came back, Liu Jingwen seemed to have guessed what he had been doing, and smiled, "The braised chicken legs and eggs in his house are very delicious, you can try them later."

Before Xia Yang could speak, Sanshu, who was quick-talking, interrupted, "Brother Jingwen usually doesn't want to eat them, but today Brother Yang came and wanted chicken legs and eggs."

Liu Jingwen smiled and said nothing, letting Sanshu talk nonsense there, waiting for a while to watch him get slapped in the face.

Sure enough, when their cold noodles were served, there was a big chicken leg and an egg in each bowl, which made Sanshu stare blankly with his mouth wide open.

"Brother Jingwen, we haven't asked for it yet, why did the boss come up?" Sanshu didn't understand, and looked at the boss's back, "Did he add the wrong amount?"

"Eat yours." Xia Yang looked at him and smiled, "Just eat it if it's given to you, why are you talking so much, don't worry, the boss won't ask you for money."

"It's too expensive." The second grandfather looked at the chicken legs and eggs in the bowl, feeling sorry for Xia Yang spending money.

"It's okay." Xia Yang didn't care. The little scholar liked to eat, so he didn't feel bad no matter how much he spent.

A large bowl of cold noodles, dotted with green cucumber shreds, a little black sesame, and a handful of shredded chicken, the combination of colors is particularly appetizing.

Xia Yang took Liu Jingwen's bowl of noodles, mixed it evenly for him and put it in front of him, "Eat it, this cold noodles looks appetizing."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen picked up the chopsticks, "You eat too, you must be hungry after being busy for so long."

"It's okay, I'm not too hungry." Xia Yang said.

He clamped Liu Jingwen's chicken leg to his side, removed the meat from the chicken leg and put it in Liu Jingwen's bowl, and removed the meat from his own chicken leg and gave it all to Liu Jingwen. He

took two chicken leg bones with little meat and nibbled them a few times, bit off the crispy bones on them and chewed them, then picked up his own cold noodles and ate them in big mouthfuls.

He got up before dawn and has been busy until now. Xia Yang was already hungry. He gulped down a large bowl of cold noodles in a short while, and even drank up a little soup.

He looked at the other people, who still had half a bowl of cold noodles. He felt that he was not full, and looked at the boss of the noodle stall and wanted another bowl.

At this moment, Liu Jingwen put down his chopsticks, "I can't eat anymore."

"There are still so many?" Xia Yang leaned over and saw that he still had half a bowl of noodles, an egg, and most of the chicken leg meat left. "Eat some more and eat the chicken and egg."

"I really can't eat anymore." Liu Jingwen said nonsense seriously, "Maybe it's too hot today and I don't have an appetite. I'll eat more when I go back tonight."

"You eat too little." Xia Yang sighed, took his bowl and said, "Buy some food later and take it with you. You will have something to eat when you are hungry in the afternoon."

"There are snacks in the teahouse. I will buy a few pieces when I am hungry." Liu Jingwen smiled.

Hearing Xia Yang eating big mouthfuls of food, he smiled with great satisfaction. He thought he was a smart fool, and he knew his every move.

Which chicken leg has so much meat? It must have secretly given his own to him, so he naturally had a way to give it back without showing it.

...

Surrounded by the evening breeze, Xia Yang took advantage of the increasing number of mosquitoes at dusk. He

lit a handful of wormwood and smoked the house inside and outside. Finally, he threw the remaining into a broken clay pot and brought it to Liu Jingwen,

who was sitting in the yard to enjoy the cool air. He also sat down. At this time every day, the two would sit in the yard to enjoy the cool breeze and get rid of the heat of the day.

Xia Yang saw that Liu Jingwen was silent. He was afraid of making him unhappy when he opened his mouth several times, but he really wanted to know about Chen Bairun and why Liu Jingwen didn't tell the truth that day.

"Want to know what happened today?" Liu Jingwen said faintly.

"That." Xia Yang smiled innocently and scratched his head. "If you want to talk, I will listen. If you don't want to talk, forget it."

Liu Jingwen chuckled. If he didn't say anything, he might not be able to sleep tonight. He has been circling around him for a long time. If it was at this time in the past.

Xia Yang had already opened his mouth and chatted with Liu Jingwen. Today, there was no movement, so Liu Jingwen guessed his thoughts.

"It's actually very simple." Liu Jingwen said: "There is no evidence."

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"The rich little wife picked up by the migrant worker"

Chapter 24

The night sky is dotted with stars, and the cold moonlight is scattered in the courtyard. Everything around is like a dream, hazy and shrouded in a layer of fog.

Xia Yang looked up at the starry sky, holding Liu Jingwen's cold and slender fingertips for a long time without saying a word, feeling extremely unwilling.

Liu Jingwen was murdered, and

he could not get justice. He had to be ridiculed and teased by that despicable villain. "Even if we can't sue Chen Bairun, we can't convict him." Xia Yang said in a low and difficult voice: "We have to make it public so that he will be despised by the world. How can you hide it?"

Liu Jingwen felt Xia Yang's emotions, and turned his head slightly to look at him. He felt a burst of warmth from his held fingertips, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"No way." Liu Jingwen said in a low voice: "The family background is very different. It doesn't matter

whether people believe or not when telling the truth. What's important is that he can clear himself like today and get rid of the guilt by being drunk." "With his character, he can use money to pave the way and put me in an irreparable situation with justice. My family will also be implicated. I can't afford to lose!"

"Little scholar." Xia Yang heard his words and immediately understood his concerns. "There will always be a way. Don't be discouraged."

How could Xia Yang not understand what Liu Jingwen meant? He had to compromise after suffering a great injustice. Everything was forced.

If Liu Jingwen told the truth, Chen Bairun would definitely not admit it. If he couldn't produce evidence, he could still bite back and slander him, and ruin Liu Jingwen's reputation.

In fact, what made Xia Yang most distressed was that even if there was evidence, he couldn't sue Chen Bairun. He could use the excuse that he was drunk and didn't remember the situation at all.

If he took the opportunity to act righteous and take the blame, people might be led to believe that Liu Jingwen was blackmailing.

Rumors are scary. If things go on like this, no one knows whether Liu Jingwen can keep his fame.

Xia Yang is sure that Chen Bairun will never miss these opportunities. He will find ways to torture and humiliate Liu Jingwen bit by bit, and Liu's family will also be implicated.

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen was silent for a moment, then held Xia Yang's hand with his backhand, "It was in vain to beat Chen Bairun this time. He doesn't dare to sue the government, and he won't have any dirty thoughts in the short term."

He said affirmatively, comforting Xia Yang, "Everyone loves to spread rumors. Don't say that what I said today is completely true. Even if I show a little doubt, it is enough for people to speculate."

"He will definitely hide for a while, and wait until the world gradually stops caring about this matter, and then find a way to embarrass us. Unfortunately, there may not be an opportunity."

Liu Jingwen suddenly smiled, in a particularly good mood, and his voice was full of joy. "Evil will be punished. He miscalculated today, so I took the opportunity to reveal a corner of his ugly face."

He asked Xia Yang, "Did you see the people accompanying Chen Bairun?"

"I saw it." Xia Yang thought carefully, "Two of them are dressed in luxurious clothes and don't look like ordinary people. Who are they?"

"I don't know." Liu Jingwen said, "But I guess they must be from the county. Chen Bairun has always liked to cling to the powerful and make friends with some high-ranking children."

"With them here, he dare not show his ugly side today, and will not use any means to retaliate immediately, otherwise I would not have torn my face with him today and revealed everything."

"What do you want?" Xia Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at Liu Jingwen in confusion, "Little scholar, you are still playing tricks."

Liu Jingwen chuckled, "He has hurt me to this point, and he still refuses to let go. He came to my door and wanted to humiliate me under any pretext. He will definitely not give up easily in the future. I don't want to make you worry."

"If this matter gets out, any accidents we have in the future will be related to him. Even if there is no evidence to convict him, the world will firmly pin this crime on him."

Liu Jingwen paused here and said, "Those children of noble families will not be easily deceived. Whether they believe it or not, they will not be on good terms with Chen Bairun in the future, which will also be regarded as a help in eliminating him."

"I don't think so." Xia Yang disagreed, "That Chen Bairun is a treacherous and cunning person at first glance, with triangular eyes with a lot of white in his eyes, thin cheeks and a mean look. He will definitely not let it go."

"But don't be afraid, I will protect you." Xia Yang comforted Liu Jingwen and reassured him, and said proudly: "If he dares to come again, I will not let him go easily."

"Yeah, Brother Yang is awesome." Liu Jingwen praised.

There are some things he didn't say. If Chen Bairun was easy to deal with, how could he swallow his anger, not even telling his family, hiding it completely in his heart.

This time Liu Jingwen was also afraid that once he gave in again, Chen Bairun would be even more unscrupulous. If he let him ruin his reputation today, he might never be able to turn things around in the future.

"Go to sleep." Xia Yang looked at the moon in the middle of the sky, "It's getting late."

He let go of Liu Jingwen's hand and got up to fetch water to wash. Liu Jingwen held the hand that Xia Yang had been holding just now, and felt a little regretful again.

"Well." Liu Jingwen sighed.

He always thought that his husband was not close to him because he was not good enough to him, but the news he got recently was different from what he thought.

...

The next day, a ray of morning light from the horizon fell into his side through the window.

Xia Yang opened his eyes and looked sideways at Liu Jingwen who was sleeping quietly beside him. His well-behaved sleeping posture was even softer than when he was awake.

He pulled the corners of his mouth to reveal a silent smile, quietly got up, put on his clothes, and quietly pushed the door open to leave. Another

busy day was about to begin. Xia Yang stretched his body, fetched water and hurried to wash up, because Aunt Li and others who were delivering vegetables would be here soon.

He first took out the watermelon seeds and soaked them in the warm water that was specially left in the pot yesterday. These seeds were precious and needed to be germinated well. Losing one seed would mean losing a lot of money.

Then he cooked, waited for the little scholar to get up to eat, and began to collect and deliver vegetables over and over again.

When he came back from the town, he saw the little scholar sitting alone in his yard, like an unwanted child, weak and helpless.

"I'm back." Xia Yang spoke to Liu Jingwen before he even reached the door.

"I'm back." Liu Jingwen moved and looked towards the place where the voice came from. "Drink some water and take a rest first."

"Not tired." Xia Yang put down the things in his hands, sat next to Liu Jingwen, and complained: "I told Sanshu to come and accompany you, but you refused."

"It's nothing, why ask him to come." Liu Jingwen said: "I can do it at home by myself, you don't have to worry."

"How can I not worry." Xia Yang muttered: "What if he gets bumped? I'm not at home."

He said this, but in fact he knew that blind people can do a lot of things, but Liu Jingwen was too weak in his eyes, and he had only been blind for a short time.

He was always worried that he hadn't adapted yet. If something happened, Xia Yang knew he would regret it. He would rather spend some money to ask Sanshu to come and help take care of Liu Jingwen.

"I'm really fine." Liu Jingwen said: "Don't treat me as a useless person. Although I can't see and some things are inconvenient to do, I can still take care of myself."

"When did I treat you as a useless person?" Xia Yang didn't want Liu Jingwen to mind, so he explained: "We are the only family in this area. It's quiet and there is no sound when no one passes by."

"Unlike in the village, the neighbors can still make some noise. Even if something happens, someone will hear you if you shout and come to help temporarily."

"Forget it, I won't go to the mountain during this period." Xia Yang felt that his explanation was useless, and said helplessly: "Wait for a while, and your classmate Wang Hao will come to help you, and then I will go to the mountain."

"He only comes in the afternoon." Liu Jingwen was depressed and tried to dispel Xia Yang's concerns. "I'm alone at home in the morning. You can't do everything for me."

"Yes, yes, yes." Xia Yang perfunctorily said, feeling a little funny in his heart. When did he become so fussy? "You're right, you're right, I'll listen to you."

Liu Jingwen shook his head. If this husband became stubborn, he wouldn't force it too much. Fortunately, he was a bit rough and sometimes he didn't think too much about some things.

"I'll go tidy up the land." Xia Yang drank a bowl of water "gulp gulp", stood up and said: "I'm going to plant the land soon, I'll raise seedlings first."

Some vegetables need to be raised and transplanted, such as cucumbers, eggplants, peppers... Xia Yang has to prepare a place first and plan where to raise seedlings.

The watermelon seeds soaked in the morning can now be fished out. Xia Yang first finds a clean cloth to soak it and carefully wraps the watermelon seeds.

Put it in a wooden basin. It will take about six or seven days for the seeds to sprout and raise seedlings. During these days, just check it frequently to keep the cloth moist.

He looked at the soaked vegetable seeds again. He could plant them in the fields at night when the weather was cool. After the busy farming season, he could transplant them to the fields and wait for them to grow up and earn money for himself.

"Little scholar, I'm leaving." After Xia Yang finished his work, he said hello to Liu Jingwen and was about to leave. Before he reached the door, he saw two people in long robes.

"Little scholar, someone is looking for you." Xia Yang said, "One of them was with Chen Bairun yesterday, and the other one is unknown."

He turned to look at Liu Jingwen, wanting to know if he was willing to see them. "If you don't want to pay attention to them, I'll let them go?"

"Guests are guests." Liu Jingwen laughed dumbly, "You go and do your work, I'll entertain them."

After he finished speaking, he was afraid that Xia Yang would be worried, so he smiled and said, "The other one must be Wang Qingsheng, the son of Uncle Wang of the tea stall, and also my classmate and friend."

"Oh." Xia Yang responded. He knew this person himself. Liu Jingwen had mentioned him before. "I'll invite them in. If you have anything to say, you can tell them yourself."

"Okay."

...

Xia Yang was working in the fields. He looked up from time to time. He didn't know what Liu Jingwen and the others were talking about. Was it about Chen Bairun?

I beat up Chen Bairun yesterday. If he wants to cause trouble, I am not afraid. I know what I am doing. At most, I will get some skin injuries.

But he doesn't want Liu Jingwen to see this man again. Xia Yang hates his grandson Chen Bairun with gnashing teeth, but he can't do anything at this time.

He can't just go to his house and beat him up again. He will be in the wrong. He should think more about the little scholar and can't

be impulsive and ignore everything. In order to protect the peace of his family, the little scholar would rather suffer grievances and suppress everything in his heart. Xia Yang doesn't want to ruin his painstaking efforts and mess things up.

Xia Yang sighed in his heart: I don't know if I can help the little scholar get revenge. It would be great if his eyes could be restored. Then he can take the imperial examination again and find a way to bring down Chen Bairun.

"Mr. Liu." Wang Qingsheng and Liu Feng came together, looked at Xia Yang and smiled, "This is my first visit to bother you, there are some things I want to discuss with Mr. Liu."

Xia Yang looked up and saw Wang Qingsheng looking him up and down, with curiosity on his handsome face, "Mr. Liu is really not weak at all, he is as tough as a man."

"Huh?" Xia Yang thought he might be talking about the beating of Chen Bairun yesterday. He glanced at Liu Feng who was silent on the side, "I wonder what you two are talking about?"

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Chapter 25

"This time I came here mainly to visit Brother Liu." Wang Qingsheng said.

He turned his head to look in the direction of Xia Yang's house. Liu Jingwen was still sitting in the yard. "And Brother Chen's request."

Wang Qingsheng looked at Xia Yang and said, "He asked us to tell Brother Liu that he did not trip Brother Liu that day. Maybe everyone was drunk that day and had an illusion, but he is willing to bear all of Brother Liu's expenses."

"Oh." Xia Yang responded without comment, not understanding what Wang Qingsheng meant by saying this to him.

"But Brother Liu refused. We thought about finding a day to get together and talk about this matter. I hope Mr. Liu can persuade him." Wang Qingsheng said helplessly in the face of Xia Yang's indifferent expression.

In fact, he didn't want to say this either. He just wanted to visit Liu Jingwen and understand the inside story of this matter. Unexpectedly, he was invited by Chen Bairun early in the morning.

In his and Liu Feng's hearts, they knew that no matter what happened, Liu Jingwen would suffer. They just couldn't maintain superficial harmony and try not to make things worse.

"I'm just his husband." Xia Yang shrugged and said perfunctorily: "How can I understand these things? Mr. Wang should not place any hope on them."

"Yes." Wang Qingsheng nodded. He also said it casually because he had something else to tell Xia Yang, so he came to him. "One more thing."

Wang Qingsheng said: "Mr. Liu, please try to stay calm in this matter. After all, Brother Chen has made great achievements, and his current family background does not allow him to be hurt by others. For Brother Liu, please be careful in your words and deeds in the future."

"Okay, as long as he doesn't appear again." Xia Yang said: "After all, we are just ordinary people and have nothing to do with those rich and powerful people. If he hadn't appeared in front of us, we would never come to them hoping to get close to them." No matter

how powerful Chen Bairun is, Xia Yang will not watch him bully Liu Jingwen. As for how to deal with it in the future, it depends on the situation.

He sighed in his heart: The initiative will never be in the hands of the weaker party. How can they usher in peace if they are willing to keep quiet?

"Mr. Liu." At this time, Liu Feng said, "I believe in Brother Liu's character, but it is not appropriate to fight against the strong with the weak. I hope Brother Liu and his wife will put their own safety first."

After he finished speaking, he bowed and said goodbye, "I am sorry for disturbing you today. Unfortunately, we are too insignificant to help you. I am ashamed!"

Wang Qingsheng also said, "We all believe in Brother Liu's character, but unfortunately we are really powerless in this matter. We can only try our best to help Brother Liu."

They were sincere and their words revealed that they believed in this matter, but they did not believe that everything could be solved. They could only endure and give in in the face of power.

"Thank you for your concern." Xia Yang bowed and said, "Right and wrong, justice is in the hearts of the people. We will not force it, but only blame ourselves for being weak."

"If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to us." Wang Qingsheng and Liu Feng promised, "As long as we can do it, we will definitely help you."

"Thank you." Xia Yang sent them away, looked at Liu Jingwen sitting in the yard, thought for a moment, and decided not to go back first, let him be quiet for a while.

Xia Yang felt that what Liu Jingwen needed was not comfort, but justice for Chen Bairun and the restoration of his sight.

Liu Jingwen should have a bright future and live a carefree life. He should not stay in this remote village and spend the rest of his life in obscurity.

He looked in the direction of the town. It was very difficult for Liu Jingwen to achieve these things, but Xia Yang felt that he could not remain indifferent.

He should help Liu Jingwen, or even do it for him. Even if he could not do everything as he wished, Xia Yang was unwilling to treat it in such a depressed way.

"Little scholar." Xia Yang smiled, "I will definitely help you. Even if it is extremely difficult, I will try my best to do it."

...

"What are you having for lunch?" Xia Yang carried a hoe into the yard and asked Liu Jingwen, "I will make it now."

"Cold noodles." Liu Jingwen smiled and said, "You said yesterday that you would make it for me."

"Okay, I will go and mix the noodles now." Xia Yang fetched water to wash his face and hands, "There is no meat at home, so we can only eat vegetarian noodles first."

"Okay." Liu Jingwen was not picky. He smiled and sat there quietly, like a child waiting for Xia Yang to feed him.

Xia Yang: He didn't say anything, but it seems that he still cares!

He turned around and went to the kitchen to cook. No matter what, as long as Chen Bairun didn't come to provoke him, Xia Yang could endure it temporarily. If he came without fear of death, he didn't know what his reaction would be.

Xia Yang was struggling with this matter while cooking. Liu Jingwen was also struggling at the same time, whether to talk to Xia Yang and comfort him that Chen Bairun would not come to retaliate for the time being.

After careful consideration, it is better not to mention it. My husband is a generous man and will not care too much. If I don't mention it, he may forget it slowly.

It is better to let my husband feel at ease. Liu Jingwen didn't know that Wang Qingsheng and others had specially gone to see Xia Yang. He thought that he didn't know the purpose of his classmate's visit.

Xia Yang was kneading dough in the kitchen and looked at the ingredients. There were cucumbers, persimmons, eggplants and some small green vegetables. He originally planned to make roasted eggplant for Liu Jingwen. He also

fried some green vegetables and smashed some cucumbers. In summer, we can't eat too greasy food, and we can't store food. The meat we bought will go bad if we can't finish it. Now there is no left.

Xia Yang thought about it and decided to make sweet and sour cold noodles for Liu Jingwen, sprinkle cucumber shreds, persimmon cubes and coriander on it, and serve him a fried egg.

Thinking of what to do, Xia Yang quickly kneaded the dough and put it aside, started to light a fire and boil water, and did the preparation work.

Take a cucumber, pick a big and sandy tomato, pick a few corianders and put them in a wooden basin, and go out to get water to wash them.

"Little scholar, do you like sweet and sour taste?" Xia Yang said: "This taste is appetizing in summer. Do you like sour or sweet?"

"Sweet." Liu Jingwen said: "You don't like sour, do you?"

"Hi!" Xia Yang laughed while washing vegetables: "You guessed it right. I like vinegar and chili."

"I like sweet." Liu Jingwen said, he just said it casually, he didn't expect Xia Yang really like sour.

In fact, he likes it too, but he subconsciously puts sweet in front, "Sour and spicy, I like it too, but I still feel it's better to be sweet."

"Have you tasted something bitter before, so you put sweet in the first place?" Xia Yang said casually.

"Yes!" Liu Jingwen was in a trance. When did he taste bitter and care about sweet so much?

"Okay." Xia Yang shook his head. Seeing that he began to wander in the sky again, he simply didn't disturb him and went about his own business.

Xiao Xiucai is young and likes to daydream, which is nothing. As long as he doesn't live in dreams all the time and can face reality, Xia Yang doesn't think there is anything wrong.

He also came from the age of dreaming, but although dreams are beautiful, reality is more important. He can't face reality and live in illusions. This is wasting time and being irresponsible.

However, Xia Yang thought: With me, Xiao Xiucai has the right to dream. After all, I have to fight for him in reality, and it doesn't prevent him from having everything in reality.

Xia Yang smiled, kneading dough, rolling noodles, and cutting noodles. His movements were smooth and there was no unfamiliarity. This was a memory engraved in his bones.

He took care of his younger brothers and sisters at home when he was seven or eight years old. His parents were busy working, and he learned to do things at home since he was a child. When he grew up to a teenager and entered the outside world, Xia Yang already had cooking skills.

If there was a place to provide food, he would just eat a bite, not picking and choosing whether it was good or bad. If there was no place to eat, he would cook for himself. Even when he had enough money to enjoy himself, Xia Yang still cooked for himself.

He put the noodles into the pot and took them out. He rinsed them with cold water several times to make them feel cold. He then took two bowls to put the noodles in and added the boiled water. He

put a little more sugar in Liu Jingwen's bowl, and then the right amount of vinegar and salt. After stirring evenly, he sprinkled cucumber shreds, diced persimmons and chopped coriander, and then put a fried egg on top. The noodles

were yellow and white, with a little green and pink. Xia Yang thought they looked very appetizing. Even if Liu Jingwen couldn't see, he would not be careless.

"Alright." Xia Yang put the cold noodles in front of Liu Jingwen and wiped his hands with a wet towel. "There's no chili in it. Try it first. If you want to eat more, I'll add more." "

Yeah." Liu Jingwen didn't eat the noodles. He took a sip of the soup first. The sour and sweet taste flooded his mouth. He savored the taste he had never tasted before. "It tastes very good. The sour and sweet taste makes me feel much better. A sip of soup makes me hungry."

Then he frowned. "Why have I never eaten it before? Such delicious vegetarian noodles should be famous."

"It's good as long as it tastes good. It's not sold anywhere else. You're the only one who can eat it. Isn't it great?" Xia Yang said with a smile.

This is a modern way of doing things. The ingredients here are expensive, especially sugar. Farmers don't use it unless there are special circumstances. Who would think of using it to make cold noodles?

"Come, have some fried eggs." Xia Yang picked up the egg and brought it to Liu Jingwen's lips, "Open your mouth and take a bite."

Liu Jingwen smelled the burnt aroma in his nose, and he obediently listened to Xia Yang and opened his mouth and took a bite, "Hmm!" His eyes suddenly lit up, and his watery and bright eyes looked at Xia Yang, "It smells so good."

"Eat more if you like it. I fried two for you." Xia Yang smiled, looking at Liu Jingwen with satisfaction, and brought the fried egg to his hand, "Pick it up with chopsticks and eat slowly."

He mixed the noodles in Liu Jingwen's bowl, put the cucumber shreds, persimmon cubes and coriander on top into the noodles, and was about to pick up the fried egg in his own bowl.

"It's a little oily." Liu Jingwen said, "I'll only eat one. I want to eat more cold noodles and drink more soup."

He said like a spoiled child, "Make it for me in the future. This is the first time I've eaten this kind of cold noodles with soup!"

"Okay, I'll make it for you every day." Xia Yang smiled and said, "As long as you like it, you can eat it anytime." "

Yeah." Liu Jingwen took a bite of the cold noodles and smiled with his eyebrows curved, "Thank you, brother Yang."

"Eat quickly. I'll make you roasted eggplant in the evening. It's also very delicious." Xia Yang smiled, wishing he could make everything he could cook for Liu Jingwen to eat.

Seeing him squinting his eyes and eating happily, Xia Yang felt more pity for him, "Tell me what you want to eat in the future, I can learn if I don't know how."

Liu Jingwen paused slightly and nodded, "Okay."

After they finished their meal, Xia Yang took the bowl down to wash, "You sit for a while, I'll walk with you in the yard after washing the dishes, and then go to the house to sleep for a while." "

Yeah." Liu Jingwen nodded, "You should also take a rest, you've been busy for most of the day."

"I won't sleep, I'll go to the fields later." Xia Yang squatted in the yard to wash dishes, and said, "You have to hurry up these days, otherwise it won't be enough time."

"Aren't we planting autumn vegetables in the yard?" Liu Jingwen looked at Xia Yang, "We planted too many, we can't eat them all, and the restaurant may not be able to collect so many autumn vegetables."

"Who said I can make little money by growing autumn vegetables like radishes and cabbages?" Xia Yang looked at Liu Jingwen proudly and said with a smile, "From now on, I will let you eat green vegetables all year round and will not let you eat pickles with an empty bowl."

He was right. People here have no idea of ​​growing vegetables in winter, nor do they know how to store autumn vegetables. Most of them collect the vegetables when winter comes and keep them in the kitchen.

Before winter is over, half of the vegetables are gone. They are either rotten and inedible, or eaten up at home. The rest of the time, they are either pickled vegetables or some dried vegetables that have been dried in the sun.

"Can we eat vegetables all year round?" Liu Jingwen sat up straight and asked, "You mean we should grow vegetables in winter, but want to use a greenhouse like those wealthy families?"

"Huh?" Xia Yang stared at Liu Jingwen for a while, and then he thought, "Do you know?"

"I've heard of it." Liu Jingwen said, "I've read in some books that some powerful families try to grow vegetables in winter in places with hot springs, so that they can eat vegetables all year round."

"I heard that it went quite smoothly, but the output was not enough to eat every day." Liu Jingwen said as he recalled, "There are also some wealthy families who don't have places like hot springs. They build houses to grow vegetables, which are called greenhouses, but the output is even less, so they can only eat some occasionally."

"Well, that's about the same." Xia Yang thought about it and smiled, "I plan to try this too. If it succeeds, I should make a lot of money. After all, I can't find any other way to make money."

Liu Jingwen sat there quietly, without saying anything for a while. After a while, he said: "Well, you can give it a try. Don't worry, Yang'er. Even if you can't make money here, you still have me."

"Hahaha." Xia Yang was so excited that he didn't care about the water on his hands. He rushed over and picked up Liu Jingwen. He laughed and circled around in place for a few times. He looked up at Liu Jingwen and saw his blushing cheeks. "Thank you, little scholar. Don't worry, I will never let you down." "

Put me down quickly." Liu Jingwen's face was hot, and he was ashamed and embarrassed. "How can a husband hug his husband?"

"I'm the only one in our family who hugs you." Xia Yang looked at his delicate and beautiful eyebrows and was reluctant to let go. "I'm strong, so I don't need to care about other people's families."

"I'm not weak either." Liu Jingwen loosened his hands around Xia Yang's neck, pushed his chest with both hands, and his feet that left the ground also exerted force. "Put me down quickly."

"Not weak, not weak." Xia Yang saw him struggling, and put Liu Jingwen down reluctantly.

He looked Liu Jingwen up and down carefully. He was a few points taller than himself, with a tall and straight figure and well-proportioned bones. He was really not weak.

It was just that Liu Jingwen was too good-looking and his eyes could not see. Xia Yang unconsciously put him in the position of a weak person.

Liu Jingwen slightly turned his body to hide his embarrassment, "This is a good idea. You can do it with confidence. Don't worry about whether you can make money. Try to grow it for a few more years and maybe it will work."

"Yeah." Xia Yang looked at Liu Jingwen without blinking. His red earlobes made people salivate. He felt hot all over now, as if something was about to rush out of his chest. His throat was dry like fire. He opened his mouth with difficulty and said, "I will make money, for sure."

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Chapter 26

"You're here, kid."

Steward Wang stood in the backyard of the restaurant early in the morning just to wait for Xia Yang. He looked him up and down with a smile and said, "You're much stronger than before. Even beating a tiger should be no problem now."

"Hehe." Xia Yang laughed dryly and touched his head, "It's all thanks to the steward. Life is better now."

"Not bad." Steward Wang said, "I want to entrust you with something. Do you have time?"

"What is it?" Xia Yang's expression did not change, he still had a smile on his face, he clenched his fists and waved them a few times and said, "As long as you're not really going to beat a tiger, I, Xia Yang, will not say a word about anything else, no matter if

it means going through fire and water." Steward Wang burst into laughter, pointed at Xia Yang angrily and amusedly, and said, "You're not going to beat a tiger, and you're talking about going through fire and water. You're fooling your uncle."

"How can I do that!" Xia Yang heard him change his name and climbed up the pole. "Uncle Wang, you won't let me really go. I only know these two moves and can only catch small prey."

Xia Yang was not being modest. He knew some kung fu, but he was not arrogant enough to be a tiger-killing hero. The wild boar he encountered last time was just a coincidence.

Now that he didn't need to fight to survive, he naturally wouldn't go and get into trouble. He just made some jokes with Manager Wang.

"Yeah." Manager Wang nodded. The more he looked at Xia Yang, the more he felt that this kid was straightforward, unpretentious and not petty . "I want a deer. If you have time, please help me find it."

"Okay." When Xia Yang heard that he wanted a deer, he thought that he seemed to have heard where there was a deer in the mountains, so he readily agreed: "I seem to have heard someone say where there is a deer. I'll go back and ask around and try my best to send it to you, Uncle Wang."

"Okay, that's a good idea." Manager Wang patted Xia Yang's shoulder and said with a smile: "Someone asked me to buy a deer, otherwise they wouldn't ask you for help."

"Don't worry, I've also talked to several other hunters. It's okay if you can't catch it. Maybe they will send it to you."

"It has to be alive." Xia Yang said.

"Alive." Manager Wang smiled slightly and teased Xia Yang, "If you can find one, maybe you can get some good luck and find a good wife in the future.

I'm here to propose marriage." "No, no, no." Xia Yang waved his hands hurriedly and said with a smile, "Uncle Wang, aren't you asking me to make a mistake? I'm already married, how can I find another one? I can't afford to support her!" "

Hahaha." Manager Wang laughed. There was nothing big going on in the restaurant early in the morning, so he had time to chat with Xia Yang and asked, "What about your wife? She must be a beautiful woman, gentle, considerate, virtuous and good at managing the household."

"She's pretty, definitely pretty." Xia Yang thought of Liu Jingwen, who was the most handsome man he had ever seen in two lifetimes. "Uncle Wang, this is the first time I've seen such a handsome man!"

"Hahaha." Manager Wang laughed and said indifferently, "In this town, and in the nearby villages, I really don't believe if there are any beautiful people I haven't seen."

"Have you heard of Mr. Liu, kid?" Manager Wang expressed some regret when he mentioned Liu Jingwen, "It's such a pity that he had such a beautiful face and such literary talent that he had studied hard for many years." "

Huh?" When Xia Yang heard him mention the young scholar, his mind suddenly changed and he said, "Not only have I heard of him, I've also seen him with my own eyes. He is indeed more handsome than an ordinary person, like a god from heaven."

He seemed to say nonchalantly, "I saw Mr. Liu being bullied at the entrance of the town the day before yesterday. He was truly a phoenix with its feathers plucked out, no better than a chicken. It was hard to bear to see the despicable face of that despicable villain."

"Oh?" The smile on Manager Wang's face faded a little, "I did hear some news these two days. Did you also see what happened to Mr. Liu and the others in the town that day?"

"Yes." Xia Yang nodded. He saw from the corner of his eye that all the waiters and kitchen helpers turned their attention to him, and he smiled to himself: This is a good opportunity to promote Chen Bairun.

So he told the story of Liu Jingwen and Chen Bairun in detail, emphasizing the cause of the incident that day and Chen Bairun's ugly face.

"Alas!" Xia Yang sighed: "If it weren't for Chen Bairun's family background and his fame and hope for further advancement, this matter would have been exposed long ago."

Xia Yang didn't need to explain in detail, everyone understood what he meant.

Why didn't Liu Jingwen say anything and choose to swallow his anger? That would ruin his life. If there was no compelling reason for such a big grudge, how could he swallow it?

The smile on Manager Wang's face disappeared completely, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes, "So, this matter should be true. Scholar Chen is really suspected of harming Scholar Liu?"

"Tsk." Xia Yang said dissatisfiedly: "Uncle Wang, how can you say it is a suspicion? He has no grudges against him, and he is not jealous of him. How can he falsely accuse him?"

"It wasn't just the two of them that day. There were other people there. Why did you falsely accuse Chen Bairun, who might not be convicted even if he told the truth?" "

First, I don't want money, second, I don't want to cause trouble, and third, it's been such a long time." Xia Yang raised his fingers one by one, his face was very serious, "Why did you say it suddenly?"

"You must have been bullied by him and couldn't stand it anymore!" The waiter who was on good terms with Xia Yang said: "No one can tolerate this. Repeated frame-ups and framing, do you want people to live?"

"Brother Er is right." Xia Yang gave him a thumbs up, and said with admiration: "Scholar Liu also said that if he hadn't forced him again and again, he wouldn't have made this matter public."

"He was also trying to protect himself. He hoped that Chen Bairun could save some face, and the fair opinions of the world would make Chen Bairun

restrain himself." "What a pity." Xia Yang shook his head again after saying this. "Although Chen Bairun did not destroy Liu Xiucai's reputation as he wished, he also made Liu Xiucai unable to continue telling stories. This is to torture him to death!"

His words made everyone nod. Chen Bairun's mind was indeed vicious. Not only did he cripple people and ruin their future, he also left them no way to survive.

Who knew?

But Manager Wang shook his head and sighed as if talking to himself: "This is not just jealousy. He wanted to do something cruel because he blocked his way."

Xia Yang was stunned. He felt that Manager Wang said this as if he knew something. His eyes were so deep and dark that people could not see his emotions.

The atmosphere was a little quiet for a while. He had some guesses in his mind. Seeing that Manager Wang frowned and looked thoughtful, he asked, "What

do you mean, Uncle Wang?" "Why do you care so much?" Manager Wang looked up at Xia Yang, and saw that he was waiting for him with a gossipy look on his face. He laughed and scolded, "I usually see you look calm and honest, but I didn't expect you to be interested in these things. Are you thinking of going out and showing off these things like others?"

"Hehe." Xia Yang smiled innocently, pretending to be honest and sincere, "Isn't it you who said this, Uncle Wang? If it were someone else, I would never believe a word. Those things that spread gossip are not what honest people like us do."

"It's good to know." Manager Wang said, "It's a pity for that Liu Xiucai, but who made him come from a humble background and meet such a person."

"If he had a little bit of reliance, no one would dare to attack him." After he said that, he glanced at Xia Yang and the waiters in the restaurant, and said, "Don't go out and talk nonsense about this. Even if the facts are as Liu Xiucai said, Chen Xiucai cannot be convicted. Otherwise, he would not have said it now."

"Alas!" Manager Wang sighed and said, "Liu Xiucai is smart and knows how to be patient and make choices. Otherwise, he would not have been able to keep his reputation and fame."

"Prepare a car for me." He said, no longer satisfying everyone's wish to listen to gossip, and ordered, "I'm going to the county town. You should be quick and do your job well. If you delay the business of the restaurant, I will deal with you when I come back."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Xia Yang stepped forward and said, "Uncle Wang, do you think Chen Bairun will come to cause trouble again? Will he still lose face after being beaten up?"

"That's what you think." Steward Wang sneered, looking at Xia Yang with squinted eyes and said: "I can only say that nothing will happen for the time being. Maybe they will be even more angry in the future. It

all depends on each other's luck." "However, Mr. Liu did marry a good husband." Steward Wang smiled and said: "If you had such a husband, your clothes would not be so torn." "Uncle Wang." Xia Yang was helpless, "Don't always look at my clothes. I work in the mountains and fields all day long. Why should I wear such good clothes? Maybe the new clothes will be ruined in just half a day after I put them on." " Your wife is also lucky. She has a good husband like you who is thrifty and manages the household well." Steward Wang shook his head, not quite agreeing with the torn clothes on Xia Yang. He glanced at the waiter who had prepared the car, and without further delay, waved to Xia Yang, saying, "I'm leaving first. Don't worry too much about these things. There's no benefit." "That's right." Xia Yang smiled, rubbed his hands, and said, "I'm just a commoner, how can I get in touch with these secret things? If it weren't for you, Uncle Wang, I wouldn't know there are other things here." As he spoke, he observed the expression of Manager Wang, and seeing that his expression didn't change at all, he became more certain of what he was thinking. Originally, he wanted to vent his anger for the young scholar and confirm Chen Bairun's bad reputation, but he didn't expect to gain something else. "Uncle Wang, walk slowly and be careful on the road." Xia Yang followed behind Manager Wang and diligently sent him to the carriage. He rubbed his head embarrassedly and said, "Uncle Wang, how much is the roast chicken in the restaurant? It smells so good that I can't wait to smell it here every day." "One or two taels of silver per chicken, are you willing to spend that?" Manager Wang looked at Xia Yang with interest, "You are reluctant to spend dozens of coins on clothes, but will you buy this roast chicken?" "Buy." Xia Yang nodded affirmatively, "Uncle Wang, give me a discount." He stayed in the restaurant for a long time today and happened to smell the aroma of roast chicken. He wanted to buy it as soon as he smelled it, and now he wants to talk about the price. "You?" Manager Wang pointed at Xia Yang for a long time without saying anything. Finally, he made him laugh. "Forget it, just buy it! I'll charge you 500 coins for it myself. Go tell the shopkeeper." " Thanks, Uncle Wang." Xia Yang happily saw Manager Wang off and gave him a thumbs up from the back of the car. "That's very nice." ... "I'm back." As soon as Xia Yang walked to the door, he said to Liu Jingwen who was sitting in the yard, "Have you been out for a long time?" "No, I just sat here." Liu Jingwen smiled. He handed the water in his hand to Xia Yang, "Drink some water, sit down and sweat." Xia Yang took the water and tilted his head back, "gulp" a bowl of water down, he wiped his mouth and smiled, "Wait, I'll buy you something delicious." He took a basin of water to wash his face and hands, and then took a wet towel to wipe Liu Jingwen's hands. He rolled up his sleeves to reveal his fair and delicate wrists. Xia Yang's eyes fell on it, and he couldn't take his eyes off it. He thought to himself: What a delicate man, he doesn't look like he was born in a farming family. Some families with good family backgrounds can't have such good-looking skin and flesh. "What's wrong?" Liu Jingwen saw that Xia Yang didn't move, looked at him puzzledly and asked: "What happened?" "No." Xia Yang stood up and said: "I'll get a bowl." He took a bowl and took out the roasted chicken in the backpack. Suddenly, the two of them were filled with the aroma of roasted chicken. "I bought you a roasted chicken. It's very fragrant. You must like it." Xia Yang tore off a chicken leg and put it under Liu Jingwen's nose. "Smell it, is it fragrant?" "Fragrant." Liu Jingwen shrugged and moved his nose a few times, and smiled: "I bought it at the restaurant, Fu Ke Lai." "You know?" Xia Yang gave the roasted chicken leg to Liu Jingwen, "Eat it quickly, eat more." "You eat too." Liu Jingwen said. "Well, I'm a little hungry." Xia Yang nodded. He also coveted the roasted chicken, so he tore off the other chicken leg, two chicken wings and chicken breast, and put them in the bowl in front of Liu Jingwen to leave for him, and took a piece of the chicken back to chew on. "Hmm, delicious." Xia Yang still had a big bite of chicken in his mouth, and said vaguely: "No wonder it's so expensive, it's really expensive for a reason, the roasted chicken is also spread with honey." The seasonings here are very expensive, especially honey, which is even harder to buy. I have been wanting to buy some for Xiao Xiucai, but I haven't found it yet. He has also looked for it in the mountains, but most of the outer areas have been taken away. He has not entered the deep mountains yet, fearing that he can't get back and Xiao Xiucai will worry. Xia Yang is now hesitant to do things, and he must first consider Liu Jingwen. He sighed slightly: Xiao Xiucai has to protect himself, and he is worried about leaving him at home. "The roast chicken at Fu Ke Lai is famous, and it costs one or two taels of silver per chicken." Liu Jingwen said, "It is marinated with secret ingredients and the cooking time is very important. It is not something that ordinary people like us can understand." "It is mellow and delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. One bite fills your mouth with rich meaty aroma, with a hint of sweetness. This is the taste of honey." Liu Jingwen said as he ate, "I remember when I was a child, my father took me to town. When we passed by Fu Ke Lai, I smelled the aroma of roast chicken and drooled." He lowered his head, his eyes were a little moist, and his drooping eyelids trembled slightly. "My father didn't want me to drool, so he bought me a roast chicken." There were some other things here that he didn't want to say anymore. He ate a few bites silently, calmed himself down, and let the tears accumulated in his eyes slowly dissipate. Liu Jingwen looked up at Xia Yang, a smile slowly blooming on his lips, "When I can earn money, I will buy my father a roast chicken from Fu Ke Lai every year on his birthday." "I should buy it." Xia Yang's mouth was full of oil. He swallowed the chicken in his mouth and smiled, "Just tell me when the time comes, and I'll go buy it back. The restaurant gave me a discount, it only cost five hundred coins." "Five hundred coins?" Liu Jingwen was surprised, and looked at Xia Yang with doubtful eyes, "Brother Yang, who gave you such a discount? It should be that I didn't earn any money from you." "Uncle Wang." Xia Yang said nonchalantly, "I heard from the waiter who collects dishes in the restaurant that Manager Wang is not an ordinary person. He has more say than the shopkeeper." "Oh!" Liu Jingwen nodded. He had seen the shopkeeper and the manager in the restaurant. "That Manager Wang is not an ordinary person. Brother Yang will definitely respect him a little. After all, he has helped you a lot." "Yeah, I know." Xia Yang nodded, "Eat quickly, I almost finished a roast chicken, and you only ate a chicken leg." "I'm not hungry yet. I'll eat at noon." Liu Jingwen said with a smile, "How can you eat so fast? You finished a roasted chicken in such a short time." "Really? There's only a chicken head and a chicken neck left." Xia Yang said, "You eat too slowly. If you eat outside, you will definitely suffer. You may not even be able to eat a few bites of meat." "Yes, I will eat faster in the future." Liu Jingwen said with a smile. People who eat together outside have to consider their face. There are really few people who eat and drink with big mouthfuls, especially those scholars who have to pay attention to their appearance. But there is no need to tell Xia Yang these things. He can eat whatever he likes. No one stipulates that he can't eat faster or eat more. Seeing that Liu Jingwen really didn't want to eat anymore, Xia Yang picked up another chicken wing, stuffed it into his hand and said, "Eat a chicken wing, there's not much meat on this." "Okay." Liu Jingwen slowly gnawed on the chicken wing and heard Xia Yang start to clean up the table, "Are you going to go to the fields later? Aunt Li and the others said they want to help you and asked you how to do it." "No need for help." Xia Yang said, "I'll just apply the base fertilizer and make the ridges. There's nothing else to do. The main thing is to plan the land." "Oh." Liu Jingwen knew that the seedlings had not grown well yet, so there was no need to transplant them now, "What are you going to do at noon? I'll wash the vegetables and wait for you."

"You don't have to worry about these little things." Xia Yang said, "There's not much to do at home, I'll just pack it up, you don't have to worry about it."

"Little scholar, this is for you." Xia Yang handed a cloth bag to Liu Jingwen, "I bought you a long gown, moon white, with patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs, you will look really good in it."

"I have clothes, you keep them for yourself." Liu Jingwen wanted to give the clothes to Xia Yang, "You only have two sets of clothes, not enough for changing, you keep this one for yourself."

"I can't wear this clothes." Xia Yang pushed it back and said with a smile, "This is a long gown worn by scholars, I'm not used to it."

"Besides, this is a color I bought especially for you, only you will look good in it." Xia Yang said and stood up, "I'll go to work first, you try it on in the evening, if it doesn't fit, I'll go back and change it."

Liu Jingwen smiled, listening to his series of words, as if he was afraid that he would not want it, "Thank you, Brother Yang, I'll keep it for when I go out in the future."

"Wear it at home, I'll buy you more later." Xia Yang said this with full confidence, without the heartache of spending two taels of silver on clothes. "This is made of silk cloth, it's cool to wear now."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen responded softly, holding the cloth bag tightly, "You go to Aunt Li's house first, she wants to see you."

"Okay, I'll go now." Xia Yang said.

But a moment later, Xia Yang hurried back, with a smile on his face, like a fool, looking at Liu Jingwen with tenderness in his eyes.

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Chapter 27

In the shade of the eaves, Liu Jingwen sat there silently, fiddling with two sets of clothes in his hands.

He lowered his head slightly, his forehead was full and smooth, and his expression was full of seriousness. He carefully arranged the clothes bit by bit, as if he was touching a rare treasure.

His exquisite eyebrows and eyes revealed incomparable tenderness, and his slightly red lips were tightly pursed, as if he had some troubles, which made people feel pity.

Xia Yang stood outside the yard, smiling silly, holding the things in his arms tightly with both hands, his heart was soft, and the burning eyes looking at Liu Jingwen seemed to be able to set the prairie on fire in an instant.

He gently pushed the door open and walked in, subconsciously lightening his hands and feet, and even his breathing seemed to slow down unconsciously, as if he was afraid of disturbing the person in front of him who was as gentle as water and brought endless warmth to people.

"Huh?" Liu Jingwen, who was tidying up his clothes, felt someone approaching slowly. He suddenly looked up vigilantly, "Who?"

"Me." Xia Yang's heart sank, "I'm back."

Liu Jingwen's cold and defensive eyes scared him. Xia Yang had never seen him like this before. He was like a cheetah with a fierce look, waiting for an opportunity and ready to pounce on the enemy at any time.

"You're back." Liu Jingwen smiled instantly and asked in a soft tone: "Have you tried the clothes on? Do they fit you well?"

"Very well, they fit you well." Xia Yang came back to his senses and saw Liu Jingwen's brilliant face that instantly thawed like the warmth of spring. He felt as if he was dazzled just now, "When will you ask Aunt Li to make clothes for me?"

"I asked you to buy two sets of clothes, but you refused to go." Liu Jingwen said helplessly: "I can't tell your size and can't buy you any. I can only ask Aunt Li, who knows you

well, for help." "As long as I have clothes to wear, it's fine." Xia Yang held the clothes and shoes in his arms and sat next to Liu Jingwen, "Little scholar, Aunt Li praised you for knowing how to buy cloth for your husband to make clothes."

"Isn't this as it should be?" Liu Jingwen looked puzzled, "If I could see what you look like, I would go buy it for you myself. It's a pity that you can only wear the style that Aunt Li picked for you."

"I like it no matter what." Xia Yang looked at the clothes in his arms. He never dreamed that Liu Jingwen would do this. "If I wasn't afraid of inconvenience for others, I would want to work with my back bare, saving clothes and keeping cool."

Liu Jingwen paused. At this moment, he didn't know whether to be thankful that he cared about Xia Yang or had the foresight to ask Aunt Li to make the clothes in time.

"Yang Ge'er is right." Liu Jingwen said, "You can't cause trouble to others just for the sake of convenience. After all, everyone in the world pays attention to etiquette and rules."

"Yang Ge'er is always considerate." Liu Jingwen praised, "He is better than others in every way, kind-hearted and tolerant."

"How can it be as good as you say." Xia Yang smiled embarrassedly, and he held Liu Jingwen's hand, "Little scholar, thank you!"

No one has bought him clothes for many years. When he was young, his mother cared for him. When he was a teenager, he went out to work. Everything depends on himself.

Liu Jingwen's move hit Xia Yang's heart. His cold heart for many years could no longer be ignored. At this moment, Liu Jingwen's goodness made Xia Yang more excited than his peerless face.

Xia Yang unconsciously rubbed Liu Jingwen's slender white fingers, and came to the ancient times. His restless heart, like duckweed, had a place to stop and absorb warmth.

Liu Jingwen's fingers were stiff, and the smile on his face could hardly be maintained. His young heart beat faster and faster, and he finally experienced the taste of heartbeat that everyone in the world longed for.

"Brother Yang." Liu Jingwen said dryly: "I will treat you well, better than this, better."

"Yeah." Xia Yang responded softly, his eyes still fell on Liu Jingwen, and he said unconsciously: "Little scholar, you are so beautiful, beautiful in person and heart."

"I, I." Liu Jingwen was flustered and speechless. He was a man, but he was praised by his wife who wanted to hold hands with his husband. "I can only be considered handsome."

"Yeah, it's beautiful anyway." Xia Yang opened his mouth and started to smile foolishly again. He no longer had the heroic and careless attitude of the past. He also threw aside his calmness and restraint. "Our little scholar is just good-looking, and he is famous in the surrounding villages." Xia Yang

wanted to say something, but he didn't expect it to be a bargain for me, but when he saw Liu Jingwen's face turning red little by little, he was shocked by his increasingly soft face and forgot what he wanted to say.

Liu Jingwen let him hold her hand. Her husband finally took the initiative to get close to her, and said these gentle words that made people blush and heartbeat. How could she reject his gentleness?

Xia Yang couldn't get enough of watching, he held Liu Jingwen's hand and rubbed, pinched, and moved it carefully, if only he could touch the smooth, tender and fair face.

He felt a little eager, raised his other hand and put it down, reluctant to touch Liu Jingwen's cheek with his rough big hand, afraid that the delicate face would be scratched by his hand.

"That." Seeing that Xia Yang had been silent, Liu Jingwen awkwardly pushed the clothes in front of him towards him, "This is the short collar I wore during the busy farming season. You can wear it when you go to the fields."

"No." Xia Yang refused subconsciously, "You wear this clothes yourself. I'm thick-skinned and can wear anything. You have to take good care of it."

"What?" Liu Jingwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. His husband confused his identity with his own. He was the one who should take good care of him. "If it weren't for you who kept saying so much, why wouldn't you let me help with the work? What's the point of keeping this clothes?"

"I can't bear to give it to others. Only Yang Ge'er can wear it." Liu Jingwen said, "All my things belong to Yang Ge'er. Only if you don't want them can you give them to others or throw them away."

"You can't give it to others." Xia Yang took the clothes. It was really a joke. How could the clothes of a young scholar be given to others? "I'll wear it. This clothes is still quite new. It's a waste to wear it to work. I'll wear it when I go out."

"Wear it for work." Liu Jingwen said, "You need to wear the newly made clothes when you go out. Yang'er, you must dress neatly and cleanly. You can't let others look down on you. You are the husband of a scholar and you can't let others look down on you."

"Who dares?" Xia Yang straightened his body, took Liu Jingwen's hand and put it on himself, "Touch me, I'm so strong, who dares to say something nonsense to me."

"Well, Brother Yang will beat them up." Liu Jingwen's hand touched Xia Yang's chest and then left, which was too unruly. How could they be so intimate in broad daylight?

"Ahem." Liu Jingwen pretended to cover his lips, "Try the clothes and see if they fit. If they are uncomfortable, you can change them."

"No need to change, it will definitely fit." Xia Yang said: "I'll put it on now."

Liu Jingwen couldn't see him, but he knew the little scholar's figure, and most of the clothes here were made loose, so he would definitely be able to wear them.

He put down the things he had brought back and was about to take off his clothes, but Liu Jingwen grabbed him and said, "Go inside and put them on. If people see them, it will damage other people's reputation."

"Yes." Xia Yang remembered that this was ancient times. If he let others see his body, he would be blamed before he felt at a disadvantage. "I'll go inside and put them on."

Liu Jingwen watched Xia Yang enter the house and smiled and shook his head: The careless husband was so happy that he forgot that he was outside and was more casual and unrestrained than a man.

...

The summer sun was generous in shining its light, covering the entire land, and everyone could feel its heat.

Xia Yang took off his straw hat, wiped the sweat off his head with the cloth on his shoulders, and looked at his own courtyard not far away.

Liu Jingwen sat quietly in the shade, facing his direction, as if he was watching him all the time.

Xia Yang smiled and felt like he was in love, but he sighed helplessly. How could he, a good man, become a person who could only marry and have children here!

If his status had not been changed, he would have lived a very happy life now. He would not have to watch Liu Jingwen every day and could not get close to him. There was no telling when they would have to go their separate ways.

Thinking of this, Xia Yang felt extremely sad. Could Liu Jingwen not ask her to fulfill her responsibilities and bear children for him and be a proper wife for the rest of her life?

By that time, it might be time to separate from him!

But would you ever think of yourself being subservient to someone else? This was not impossible. Love requires sacrifice, and someone must have the courage to try to change.

"No." Xia Yang suddenly shuddered. When he thought of himself with a big belly and a lively little guy inside, all the beauty in his heart disappeared.

"Yang'er." Aunt Li brought a few people and walked towards him from a distance, "We are here to help you."

"Oh!" Xia Yang was worried. He refused to listen even though he told them not to come. Fortunately, he kept insisting, and they finally changed their name and stopped calling him Mr. Liu. "Auntie, I can do this job by myself."

"I know you can do it." Aunt Li smiled, "We just came to talk to you and help with some things."

"Yang'er, did we see you raising seedlings?" Zhou on the side said, "You can only plant autumn vegetables at this time. Those you plant will all be frozen to death even if you don't get a harvest."

"Yes." Aunt Li was worried. They came just to persuade Xia Yang about this. "If they freeze to death, everything will be gone. Your land and efforts will all be in vain."

"How about we help you plant autumn vegetables." Aunt Li asked tentatively, "It doesn't matter if those seedlings are wasted. We have a lot of vegetable seeds at home. We will provide all the seeds you want to plant next year."

"Auntie, thank you for your kindness." Xia Yang smiled, "Don't be afraid of the cold weather. I will keep them warm, so that they can all grow up."

"Keep them warm?" Aunt Li and the others looked at each other, "How do you keep them warm? Can you put clothes on them?"

"Hahaha." Xia Yang laughed so hard that he fell backwards. This was so interesting. "If they can't wear clothes, I'll build a house for them."

Talking didn't interfere with work. With Aunt Li and other farmers to help, Xia Yang casually told them about the idea of

​​growing vegetables in winter. "We give them what they need to grow." Xia Yang said, "If we give them what they need, do you think they will work hard to grow and get the harvest we want?"

He was born in the countryside and knew everything about the farmland. He knew how to talk to Aunt Li and the others.

"If they don't grow, that means we haven't done enough." Xia Yang explained the reason to them bit by bit. They were all well-versed in farming and they enjoyed communicating with each other. "We will experiment bit by bit and provide these vegetables with the necessary growing conditions. Then I can make money growing these vegetables."

"Yes!" Aunt Li slapped her thigh and exclaimed, "Yang brother, you are going to get rich."

The light in their eyes seemed to see through the present to the future a few months later, when Xia Yang's vegetables would have grown and would earn a dizzying amount of money in the winter.

"So." Xia Yang smiled and said, "If any of you want to plant, hurry up and grow the seedlings. Time waits for no one. Don't blame me for not telling you later."

"Yang'er." Aunt Li was most familiar with him. She held Xia Yang's arm with trembling hands. "You can really grow vegetables in winter. Are you dreaming?"

"No." Xia Yang found it funny and understood their feelings. "We will all work hard. As long as we pay a certain amount, there will be some rewards. Even if we fail, we can still gain some experience."

When he said this, he was afraid to dampen their enthusiasm. After all, he wanted to help them. "If we fail once, we still have two times. We will succeed if we try a few more times. I have a secret."

Xia Yang's mysterious look made Aunt Li and the others nervous. When they heard it was a secret, they looked around hurriedly and saw that there was no one around.

They all looked at Xia Yang in a hurry, holding their breath to listen to the secret that would determine whether they could get rich. "Brother Yang, tell me quickly, what is the secret? Is it a secret to growing vegetables in winter?"

"Yes." Xia Yang nodded seriously, and then said nonsense with a serious expression, "Auntie, don't tell anyone after you hear this. This is related to our fortune."

"Yes, yes." Aunt Li and the others nodded hurriedly, their faces were serious and nervous, with subtle excitement and joy, "Don't worry, Yang'er, this is a matter of several generations, we must keep this secret."

Okay?

The secret has not been heard yet, the vegetables have not been grown, and there is no trace of money. It has risen to a matter of several generations.

"I will deliver the vegetables to the restaurant." Xia Yang said and observed their expressions again, and saw that they all looked trusting. "I heard this news that many people have grown vegetables in winter, but our small place is remote and we can't hear the news. People are not willing to send vegetables here, and we can't make much money. It's far better to sell it to Kyoto and some wealthy prefectures."

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhou looked to be in her thirties. She was always outspoken at a young age. She clapped her hands and said, "Yang'er, we will also sell it to wealthy places. We must sell it to the prefectures. People there are rich."

Her eyes were burning, as if the vegetables had been planted and were about to be taken out for sale. "By then, we will all be rich, and we will no longer be so poor that we can only eat half full. We can even have meat every now and then."

"Okay." Xia Yang held back his sadness and agreed, "By then, we can eat whatever we want, spend money freely, and even our descendants can enjoy the happiness with you." "

Plant." Aunt Li made the decision, picked up the hoe at hand and said, "Hurry up and help Brother Yang. After you learn from him, we will go back to plant."

Xia Yang could not refuse their enthusiasm, and could only helplessly let them continue to help him. He did not feel guilty about teaching them to plant greenhouses.

Xia Yang was working hard here, but he did not know that in the county town, the matter of Liu Jingwen and Chen Bairun was being discussed, and it was a matter of great importance.

...

In the county magistrate's house, Manager Wang had a gloomy face, "This scholar Chen has evil intentions, you have to think it through?"

"Alas!" The county magistrate was helpless, he didn't expect this to happen, "What else can I think about? Now everyone knows that our two families are going to get married, we can only think of a way to suppress this matter."

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Chapter 28

"Tsk."

Steward Wang took a sip of tea and sneered at the county magistrate. He was so powerful. "I'm just telling you the news. As for what to do, it's up to you, the county magistrate."

He stood up as he spoke and raised his hand to brush off the non-existent dust on his body. "I'm just a slave. How can I understand these things?"

"This." The county magistrate was embarrassed. "In fact, the truth of this matter has not been clarified yet. Maybe there is something hidden."

"Humph." Steward Wang snorted and glanced at the county magistrate. "I hope the county magistrate can be magnanimous and not make things difficult for that scholar Liu. After all, his current situation is related to the county magistrate."

"This, how can you say that." The county magistrate's face suddenly became gloomy and his hands clenched in his sleeves. "This matter has nothing to do with me. I have no idea about it at all."

He absolutely could not admit that he wanted to recruit Liu Jingwen as his son-in-law. Because he had contacts with the Chen family and knew that Chen Bairun and he were classmates, he inquired about the situation from the side.

But he didn't expect that after Liu Jingwen passed the examination, before he could invite people to discuss the matter, Liu Jingwen got into trouble and became blind. How could he become the son-in-law of the county magistrate?

As for Chen Bairun, the man he didn't like, he also passed the examination this time. Although he was not as good as Liu Jingwen in all aspects, his family background was much better.

The Chen family had expressed their desire to marry him many times, and after thinking again and again, they thought he was a good candidate, so they decided that Chen Bairun would come to propose marriage in the near future, but something unexpected happened when the time came.

"Forget it." The county magistrate looked thoughtful and hesitant. After thinking about it, he made up his mind, "There is no room for regret at this point. He is just a little scholar and cannot become an official in the future. There is no need to worry too much."

Manager Wang has been standing in the hall and has not really left. He just wants to listen to the county magistrate's words. Now that he has finally waited, it is just a waste of his time.

"Not bad, not bad." Steward Wang nodded repeatedly, and was almost amused by the county magistrate. "Since the county magistrate has made a decision, I congratulate you on finding a good son-in-law."

"Huh?" The county magistrate was stunned, and a bad feeling arose in his heart. Before he could say anything else, Steward Wang had already taken the lead and said: "However, you can't do everything to the extreme. Since you have already suffered a loss from Mr. Liu, there is no need to think about forcing him."

After he said that, he left in a huff. This was the last time he stepped into the county magistrate's mansion. There was no need to continue with such a person. He had already done what he should do.

The county magistrate looked at Steward Wang's back, and the suppressed anger finally broke out. He slapped the table, "Okay, okay, I don't need to look at anyone's face anymore."

He had a sullen face and paced back and forth in the hall. Finally, he sighed unwillingly. He really didn't dare to anger Steward Wang, so he could only give up that little thought.

But this marriage still had to be made. The Chen family's business was getting bigger and bigger, and he needed to rely on him. Maybe one day he would be successful and no longer have to endure this breath.

As for Liu Jingwen, even if he was not plotted against, there were many ways to get around this matter, which was nothing more than spending some effort and using some tricks.

...

"Little scholar." Xia Yang said: "Do you know what a greenhouse in a rich family looks like?"

"I haven't seen it." Liu Jingwen said: "Isn't it just a room, burning more firewood, what else do you need?"

"Not much." Xia Yang said. It's

just that there is none here!

The most critical plastic film for building a greenhouse is missing, Xia Yang is a little worried, and wants to find out what can be replaced.

When Liu Jingwen heard what he said, he thought about it carefully, smiled slightly and said: "Brother Yang, do you have any troubles?"

"No." Xia Yang laughed, "Hehe", it was useless to tell the little scholar about this, he could only let him worry with him, so he should think of a way himself.

"But don't you know how to build a greenhouse?" Liu Jingwen said: "This is a bit difficult, we haven't heard of anyone having one here."

"I know how to build it, but I don't have the materials, it may cost a lot." Xia Yang said.

He didn't have much silver on him now, only about ten taels. It seemed that he had to go into the mountains several times to get back the deer that Manager Wang wanted.

There were many things to do, and Xia Yang couldn't handle them all by himself. He was thinking about whether to hire someone to do it. He still needed to discuss this with Liu Jingwen.

"How much can Ershu earn in a day working in the town?" Xia Yang asked.

"More than ten cents, and sometimes you can't find a job." Liu Jingwen said: "You want to make adobe bricks? You can ask someone to help. Ershu is a good candidate."

"I'm going to go into the mountains to cut some trees and bring them back. I'm going to need them to build a greenhouse and a house." Xia Yang said: "How much is a suitable wage for him?"

"It depends on how much it takes to hire others." Liu Jingwen said: "I don't understand these. You can ask Ershu and then give him a few more cents than others."

"Tsk." Xia Yang raised his eyebrows and teased him, "You take good care of him and want to give him a few more cents."

"Ershu can help you a lot if he comes to work." Liu Jingwen smiled: "Of course I also want to help him. Brother Yang, don't be reluctant to spend a few cents. You will know it's worth it in the future."

Of course Xia Yang knew, otherwise he would not have named Ershu and asked him to come and help. The most important thing was that he hoped that Liu Jingwen would be taken care of so that he could feel more at ease when he went out.

"Okay." Xia Yang looked at the sky, it was not completely dark yet, and said, "I'll go talk to Ershu about this, and I'll be back soon."

"If you don't have it at home, go to the drying yard to find it." Liu Jingwen said, "At this time, many people will go to the drying yard to enjoy the cool."

"Enjoy the cool?" Xia Yang's mind moved, watching Liu Jingwen sitting there motionless, like an exquisite large rag doll, if he didn't speak, you wouldn't know he was a living person breathing.

"The men in the village usually like to go to the drying yard after dinner. There are many people gathering there, enjoying the cool and making jokes, it's quite lively."

Liu Jingwen introduced him, "Women and young men like to play under the trees at the entrance of the village, and occasionally there are some people walking by the river."

Xia Yang understood that this riverside might be a place for lovers to date, which is not bad.

"Little scholar." Xia Yang smiled, feeling a little embarrassed. He just wanted Liu Jingwen to go out for a walk and have some exercise. He had no other intentions. "You should go out too. You haven't been out since you stopped telling stories."

"No need." Liu Jingwen said, "I like quietness. I'll wait

for you at home." "Well." Xia Yang said, "I'm not familiar with Ershu, so I'm afraid it's hard to say. Also, his mother doesn't seem to like me very much. If I go alone, I may not be able to find Ershu."

"His mother?" Liu Jingwen frowned and asked, "Why doesn't she like you?"

Xia Yang told him about what happened last time he went there. He didn't take it to heart and didn't tell Liu Jingwen. Now, in order to get him to go out, he was trying his best to be a gossip.

"Oh." Liu Jingwen nodded, "I'll go with you. Ershu is Ershu. We should keep our own friends. There's no need to get involved with his family."

He stood up and picked up a stick. "It was my negligence. How could a young man like you go to talk to the men about this alone?"

Liu Jingwen regretted that he didn't think enough. If he had asked Ershu alone, it would be fine. Xia Yang would have to ask other people for help. In this way, there would be more men who might spread gossip.

"Uh." Xia Yang was dumbfounded. Why did he bring up his identity? He couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "What's wrong with the young man? There are many young men outside."

"Yes, I was wrong." Liu Jingwen apologized: "Our Yang brother can't be compared with ordinary young men. Everything at home and outside depends on you, so naturally you don't need to abide by these rules."

He said so, but he still went out with Xia Yang. After all, he was from the same village, and he was better at speaking and doing things than Xia Yang. At least he would not be looked down upon as a daughter-in-law who married in from outside. "I will tell these things to the outside world today." Liu Jingwen said: "Most of the people in the village are our relatives. Even if they don't take care of you, they won't easily pick on things like etiquette and rules. Outsiders naturally can't make trouble." Xia Yang's depressed heart was healed by Liu Jingwen's words in an instant. He happily held his hand and said: "It's okay. We don't care. What others say is useless. We live our own lives and it has nothing to do with others." "Yang Ge'er thinks clearly." Liu Jingwen complimented: "If everyone in the world is as open-minded as Yang Ge'er, there won't be so many constraints and right and wrong, and life will be relatively easier." "That's because they can't think straight." Xia Yang smiled: "Always living in the eyes of others, isn't it embarrassing for yourself? If you are hit by a few words and can't recover, will you still live in the future?" "Brother Yang is right." Liu Jingwen said with a smile: "I should learn from you, take things easy and don't make yourself uncomfortable. If you are trapped and can't get out, you will hurt yourself in the end." The evening breeze was gentle, and the two of them strolled. Flowers and plants were lush everywhere, and there were occasional sounds of insects and frogs in the quiet. Xia Yang unconsciously held Liu Jingwen's hand tightly. It was soft and smooth to the touch, making people love it. While looking at Liu Jingwen's face, he secretly rubbed it to feel the touch from his fingers. "Hehe." Xia Yang laughed. He was increasingly greedy for everything Liu Jingwen brought him. It felt like the two of them were dating at this moment. But he had no experience after all. He felt that the two of them were walking quietly like this, in a space with only two people, with their fingers tightly connected, and he felt extremely satisfied. "What are you laughing at?" Liu Jingwen tilted his head, with a faint smile on his face, "Is Yang Ge'er happy? I'm very happy now. I like to come out with Yang Ge'er like this to enjoy the breeze and see the beautiful countryside." "I like it too." Xia Yang's old face blushed, looking at Liu Jingwen's smile full of joy, "Let's go out for a walk every night in the future. It's quieter here than in the village with just the two of us." "Yeah." Liu Jingwen is quiet and likes to be alone. Now he likes to be alone with Xia Yang even more. "What Yang Ge'er likes, I like." "What you like, I like too." Xia Yang smiled. The little scholar is so good at talking, and he likes to hear every word. This mouth should be sweet, right? His eyes fell on Liu Jingwen's rosy lips, which looked particularly soft in the moonlight, "Ouch!" Xia Yang almost fell down, and staggered to barely stabilize his body. "What's wrong?" Liu Jingwen grabbed his hand, "Did you trip?" "I was just looking at you." Xia Yang smiled and said, "Little scholar, don't laugh. I can't help but want to look at you when you laugh. You are so beautiful!" Liu Jingwen: "..." Shouldn't I be the one to say this? He turned his head silently, and the smile on his face not only did not decrease, but became more and more brilliant and dazzling. Since his husband liked it, he naturally had to smile more so that he could not get enough of it every day. "I'll beat you to death, you troublemaker." Not long after they entered the village, they saw a family surrounded by many people, making a lot of noise and quarreling. An old lady kept cursing and waving a broom in her hand, pointing at a woman and said: "If you dare to complain and not live a good life again, I will break your legs." "What's the matter?" Xia Yang was curious and led Liu Jingwen forward, "Are they fighting?" "Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law." A villager next to him said without turning his head, "If the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law don't quarrel, there will be no fun in this village." "Oh." Xia Yang glanced at the man, who was probably in his thirties. He didn't expect him to be a gossiper. "You like to watch it so much, then what if the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law quarrel in your own family?" "Then what's there to watch." The man said indifferently, "Either separate the fight or stay away. Who can I help?" He was not confused, but the words sounded a little awkward. No matter how he thought about it, it seemed wrong. "Can't we live in peace?" Xia Yang asked, "You must feel uncomfortable when there's no peace at home, right?" "It gives me a terrible headache." The man was too bored to watch the fun after hearing what Xia Yang said, and said, "Especially when they make trouble in front of me, I can't persuade them, and my wife can't force her to bow her head, so I have to bear the pressure from both sides." He looked at Xia Yang, "Uh." He was stunned for a moment, pointed at him suspiciously and asked, "You, are you Liu Xiucai's husband?" "Excuse me, who is it?" Liu Xiucai stepped forward and revealed his figure that was blocked by Xia Yang, "This is my husband, Xia Yang." "Oh!" The man hurriedly glanced at the family that was surrounded, waved his hand and said, "You guys should leave quickly, the old woman is going to make trouble with you, saying that you have corrupted her daughter-in-law." "When will she deal with us?" Xia Yang was confused, "We don't know her daughter-in-law, is the old woman crazy?" "Brother Yang." Liu Xiucai pulled Xia Yang's hand, signaling him to listen to the shouting and cursing inside, "It seems to be related to us." Xia Yang looked at the family carefully. There was a woman in the yard with her head down and her face covered. He looked familiar no matter how he looked at her. Finally, he remembered that it was the talkative and funny Zhou. Hearing the abuse and accusations in his ears, Xia Yang raised his eyebrows and cursed himself in his heart: I mean well but do bad things. I am just wasting my time. It turned out that Zhou was the daughter-in-law of this family. When she returned home to discuss growing vegetables with Xia Yang in winter, she argued a few words when her mother-in-law opposed it. As a result, the mother-in-law was furious and beat and scolded him. The villagers came to watch the fun and also scolded Xia Yang and Liu Jingwen and his wife. "Bah." Xia Yang was annoyed. It was the first time he went out with the young scholar. They were happy, but they encountered this situation. "It's really unlucky." "Let's go." Liu Jingwen understood what was going on and pulled Xia Yang away. "Let's do our business. These people don't need to pay attention." "Don't know what's good for you." Xia Yang said: "I told them kindly and didn't hide anything when they asked me. Now it's my fault. Don't expect me to tell them anything in the future." He was just venting his anger and scolding himself. Even Liu Jingwen was involved. He remembered this old woman and sent her daughter-in-law away tomorrow. Xia Yang made up his mind to carry it out to the end. He couldn't let it go easily. That night, he found a family to replace Zhou. This led to Xia Yang being stopped by someone early in the morning. He refused to let his vegetable delivery car go and had to accept the vegetables from his family. The author has something to say: Sorry! I'm really not feeling well today, so the update is late. From now on, daily updates will be set at 6pm. If there is no update at 6pm, please check it at 9pm. Thank you for your continued support, guys. Bow!

Chapter 29

In the early morning, the sun was warm, shining on the earth without bringing the heat.

The village was filled with smoke, and every family had gotten up to start a day of hard work. Xia Yang was also going to the town.

But when he leaned on the car, playing with a straw hat in his hand, talking to Grandpa Liu Er, he squinted his eyes and comfortably enjoyed the coolness of the morning.

The road ahead of the oxcart was blocked by someone. An old lady with her hands on her hips looked at Xia Yang angrily, "We have already picked the vegetables. Just because you say you don't want to accept them, you don't want to accept them?" "Why did you come

here when you knew you wouldn't accept them?" Xia Yang lazily leaned on the cart without moving, and sneered, "Do you still want to blackmail me?"

"How am I blackmailing you?" The old lady pointed to a few baskets on the side, "The vegetables have been picked. Aren't you cheating us if you don't accept them?"

"Also, why don't you accept them? What's wrong with my vegetables? If you tell me, I'll think you're being reasonable."

"I don't need to reason with you." Xia Yang said, "I told your family last night not to send us vegetables, and I won't accept your vegetables in the future. You were the ones who insisted on sending them. What does it have to do with me?" "

No." The old lady saw that Xia Yang didn't show any sign of wavering, and she panicked, "You must accept these vegetables, and continue to accept our vegetables in the future."

"As for how Zhou offended you, you went to her for trouble, it has nothing to do with our family." The old lady said this, her eyes turned and she came up with an idea, "If Zhou offended you in any way, I can ask her to come and apologize, you can do whatever you want, what do you think?"

This vegetable must be sold, dozens of kilograms a day, it costs a hundred copper coins, a month is three taels of silver, several men in the family go to work, the silver money they earn together is less than two taels.

"Zhou didn't offend me." Xia Yang was depressed, this old lady was so thick-skinned that she lied with her eyes open, "I'm just not used to being scolded, especially by you, an old lady, clapping your hands and jumping half a foot high, almost scolding a flower." The old lady's heart was choked

, and she couldn't speak for a while, just stood in the middle of the road with her hands on her waist and refused to move, and finally started to play tricks.

"You instigated Zhou to make our family restless. What exactly are you planning?" the old lady yelled. "Growing vegetables in winter? Where did you come from, a monster? You actually want to do such a rebellious thing."

"Puff." Xia Yang was amused by her. She was really good at confusing right and wrong. "I just don't like your family. I want you to have unrest. It would be best if you fight three times a day. What can you do about it?" "I just want

to see you grow vegetables in winter, and you lose money by not having enough pants to wear and cry out of hunger. I'm happy. Go ahead and sue me."

"You, you." The old lady was so angry that she trembled all over. She pointed at Xia Yang with trembling fingers. She looked so thin that she seemed like she could fall down with the wind. "Okay! You just don't want our family to be well, and you deliberately hurt us."

"Yes." Xia Yang sat leaning against the car, smiling and said: "I did it on purpose, just because I don't want your family to be well, so that you don't have nothing to do all day and scold us for fun, what's wrong with that?"

He held the straw hat, throwing it up and down, not caring about the old lady's throwing a tantrum at all, watching with relish, and occasionally spitting a few words.

"I just don't want to buy your vegetables, and I feel bad for your family to make money." Xia Yang saw her sitting on the ground, crying and scolding herself, "I just like to watch people throwing a tantrum and rolling around, and having fun when they have nothing to do."

"Keep going, don't stop." Xia Yang pointed at the old lady and whistled, "That's good, let the villagers come and see, and everyone can have fun together."

"Hahaha."

When Xia Yang said this, several villagers who came out to see what was going on nearby laughed immediately. This old woman Wang was always doing this.

Now her expression was distorted by Xia Yang's anger, staring at Xia Yang fiercely with a pair of triangular eyes, and they felt relieved watching her.

"你个嫁不出去的老哥儿，就我们柳家村仁慈把你娶进来，没想到娶进来一个祸害，你是不想我们村子好啊！"王婆子坐在地上，指着夏阳开骂。

"没有没有。"夏阳连忙摆手道︰"我就是不想你好，与其他人无关，你要骂就骂我一个，别诅咒其他人啊！"

他这时直起身子，脸上笑容不断没有一点生气的模样，看着王婆子一脸得意，"还有，你说错了，我不是没人要。"

"这不，已经嫁到柳家村了。"夏阳双手一摊，完全是欠揍的语气，"还是个秀才，长相、文采、人品俱佳，时来运转天生好命呀！"

他斜眼上下打量王婆子几眼，心想︰我不能动手打你，还气不死你这个老刁婆。

"It's a pity that you are old and not good-looking." Xia Yang smiled and said, "Otherwise, you can learn from me and find such a good husband's family, so you don't have to act like a spoiled child and take advantage of

others to fill your stomach." "Ahhh!" Mrs. Wang was so angry that she screamed, but she couldn't win the argument with Xia Yang, "You, you lowly boy, how dare you tarnish my reputation? You are going to force me to death

." "How can you still have a reputation?" Xia Yang looked at her with disdain, "You ruined it a long time ago by yourself, don't blame me, I have sharp eyes, but I didn't see that you are a famous person, maybe you ate that thing as a meal when you were hungry?" "

Okay." Grandpa Liu Er heard that they were getting more and more outrageous, and more and more people in the village rushed here after hearing the news, "Brother Yang, don't waste time with her, it's important to deliver the food."

"Is it me who doesn't want to go?" Xia Yang said indifferently, "She stopped me, can I beat her up and let her blackmail me for retirement."

"At worst, I won't sell the vegetables." Xia Yang's face darkened, and he looked at Wang Pozi and said, "I will let her family pay me the same amount as my loss today."

"You wish." Wang Pozi spat on the ground, and immediately looked arrogant, "My family doesn't make money, so no one else can. If you don't want my vegetables, I'll sit here today, and you can't go there." She didn't

believe that Xia Yang really dared to hit her. If he did, it would be even better. She could take advantage of this opportunity to blackmail him, and he would be responsible for all the vegetables in her family in the future, and he would also have to pay her a lot of medical expenses, and she would take all the money he earned.

Wang Pozi had a good idea in her mind. She forgot who Xia Yang was and what he said in the village, and she didn't have time to be proud for a while.

Xia Yang jumped off the cart, pulled out a bamboo spear he made from the ox cart, and ran straight to Wang Pozi's house. "You don't need to pay me, just use your man's wounds to pay for it." "

Hey, hey, hey." The villagers who were watching, seeing that the matter had become serious, suddenly remembered Xia Yang's words, that whoever made him unhappy should beat up their man.

Xia Yang's stature was no different from that of a man, especially during the period since he got married, everyone admired his strength when he worked.

Xia Yang strode to Wang Pozi's house and kicked open her door angrily. He didn't believe that Wang Pozi's family didn't know what she had done.

He would pull them out one by one if they were hiding behind and acting like turtles. If he didn't suppress this matter today, someone might follow suit and do the same thing to him in the future.

"Stop, you are not allowed to go to my house." When Wang Pozi saw Xia Yang like this, she got up from the ground in a fright and ran home desperately to stop Xia Yang.

"My family is full of men, you unruly little boy, you can't ruin the reputation of my men." Mrs. Wang cursed, "You are shameless, don't come to implicate us, you hurry back."

At this time, she was really anxious. Her family didn't know that she had intercepted Xia Yang on the road. If the old man knew that she had caused trouble again, she would definitely be beaten again.

Besides, the men in the family would never fight with the little boy. No matter how much Xia Yang looked like a man, he couldn't get rid of the fact that he was a little boy.

If a fight really broke out, only the men in her family would suffer. They would not be able to extort much money from their injuries, and Xia Yang might even blame them.

How could Xia Yang listen to her? He rushed into her house and saw that the family was about to eat. They were going to work in the town. No wonder he didn't see anyone.

He didn't care how surprised his family was, he raised his bamboo spear and smashed it on the dining table, "You let Mrs. Wang stop my car and come to make trouble with me, and you still want to have a peaceful meal?"

"Yang'er, Yang'er." Zhou was taking a bowl to serve rice, and when she saw him coming in aggressively, she knew something bad was wrong, "Let's talk nicely, let's talk nicely."

She didn't care to avoid suspicion, she grabbed Xia Yang's arm, stopped him and said anxiously: "Yang'er, calm down first, if you have anything to say, just say it clearly. My father-in-law is a sensible man, and the men in the family are all reasonable."

"What did you say?" Xia Yang looked fierce, "Mrs. Wang stopped in front of my car and wouldn't let me deliver the vegetables, didn't your family know?"

"I don't know, I really don't know." Zhou shook her head, "You told me not to send the vegetables yesterday, and I didn't pick any vegetables this morning."

"Then you go and see, bring the person back to me, and don't cause me any trouble again." Xia Yang pulled back his arm and looked around at the stunned men. "I've said before, if any woman in the village dares to act unreasonably, I will talk to her husband about it."

Xia Yang believed what Zhou said. After getting along with her for a while, they knew that she would not lie, so she restrained herself a little.

"You bastard." Wang Pozi came back crying, "How dare you kick our door, you have to compensate me."

"Compensation for what?" Liu Shan stepped forward and slapped her in the face, "Didn't I tell you not to make trouble? How dare you hide it from us and stop a car?"

"I can't swallow that he doesn't accept our vegetables." Wang Pozi said righteously, "It has been decided to buy our vegetables, how can you go back on your word."

Her words almost made Xia Yang laugh, "You keep scolding us, and you still want me to accept your vegetables?"

He has seen shameless people, but this is the first time he has seen such a shameless person, "I tell you, even if I don't do this business, I, Xia Yang, will not accept your vegetables, so just give up this idea."

"Then don't even think about it." Wang Pozi did not show any weakness, "I'm stuck in traffic every day, and you can't even think of sending out any vegetables."

"Don't you have a memory?" Liu Shan was so angry that his face turned blue, pointing at Wang Pozi and said, "Do you still want Liu Chenghe to come to you?"

"What?" Wang Po suddenly shuddered, as if she remembered something. Her eyes were full of fear. She looked at Liu Shan and murmured, "They have separated, they have already separated."

"Even if they have separated, it's still his son." Liu Shan wanted to strangle her to death. She had caused trouble for the family time and time again and had done shameful things. "I'll settle the score with you later."

He turned to look at Xia Yang with an embarrassed look on his face. "It's this wife who is making trouble and delaying your business. The old man will apologize to you

." Liu Shan was too ashamed to mention that they were relatives, so he could only shamelessly try to smooth things over. "Don't worry, she won't cause trouble again in the future. If her business is delayed, we will compensate her for it in full."

"Okay." Xia Yang had no choice but to let an old man in his fifties apologize to him. "You keep an eye on her. Don't make trouble like you did today. You don't mind the shame, but I do."

He turned to leave, but didn't expect Wang Po to mutter again. He turned around and saw Liu Shan dragging her into the house in a rage.

All he heard was Wang Pozi shouting, "I didn't say anything, I really didn't say anything, let me go."

"Second Grandpa, let's go." Xia Yang came out of Liu Shan's house, ignoring the villagers who were surrounding him, and said to Second Grandpa Liu: "It may be late today."

"Not much later." Second Grandpa Liu said: "You don't have to be angry with these people in the future, I will speak for you, she dare not really stop the car from leaving."

"Thank you, Second Grandpa." Xia Yang smiled.

He didn't want this to happen again and again, thinking of shocking her and finding a leisurely life in the future, so he would not give in at all and would not seek a gentler way to solve it.

Xia Yang found that the more he reasoned, the more people would push him, so he simply broke the jar and acted like a rogue, and whoever didn't like it would not look at him.

He thought he was very irritating and made Wang Pozi very angry, but he didn't expect that there were people who were more irritating than him, which made Wang Pozi's spirit frustrated again and again and she no longer had the courage to make trouble.

...

"Woo, woo, woo."

Mrs. Wang cried all the way, and many villagers followed behind her, pointing and talking. They all knew that she had a shameless temper and had not changed much after being taught a lesson by Liu Shan for so many years.

Mrs. Wang was angry. The family's source of money was gone. This morning, she threw a tantrum but did not gain any advantage. Instead, she was beaten by her old man.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She took the opportunity when no one was at home to quietly come out and make a scene with Mr. Liu. Even if she could not get any benefit, she had to vent her anger.

"Mr. Liu, come out." Mrs. Wang stood outside the door. She wanted to go in and sit and make a scene, but the door was locked and she could not get in.

She saw the open window in the house and Liu Jingwen sitting in the house, so she shouted loudly, "Your shameless brother ran to my house to make a scene early in the morning. Come out and give an explanation."

When Liu Jingwen heard her words, his brows frowned: Brother Yang was bullied again? Meeting such an unreasonable old woman, he must have been embarrassed a lot.

"Come out and give an explanation." Mrs. Wang was not afraid of Liu Jingwen. What else could he rely on now that he had been separated? "I am not done with you today."

"Auntie." Liu Jingwen came out and looked at Mrs. Wang with disapproval. "You are so old, how can you bully a junior? Wouldn't it let people know that you are not kind?"

"I." Mrs. Wang choked. Before she could say anything, Liu Jingwen said, "Yang Ge'er is timid. Auntie, you can't make trouble for him like this. Our family depends on him. You don't want to be responsible for our lives, do you?"

"How could I bully him." Mrs. Wang shouted angrily, "It was your Yang Ge'er who bullied me. How can you confuse right and wrong?"

As soon as she said this, the people behind her laughed "Hahaha", and Mrs. Wang jumped up and down in anger. "I don't care, you have to give me an explanation."

"How to explain?" Liu Jingwen said with a gentle face and an admonishing tone: "Our Yang Ge'er has a good temper, a kind heart and never bullies others. Did you misunderstand or find the wrong person?"

"In addition, although Yang Ge'er has a good temper, we can't just bully him and cause trouble for him. If Yang Ge'er is really angry and hits someone, I can't do anything."

Liu Jingwen spread his hands, "You see, I can't carry anything, and the family depends on Yang Ge'er. How can I go against my conscience and let him be bullied and still take care of you!"

"You." When Wang Po heard this, Liu Jingwen didn't care at all, "You want to blame us and let us be bullied in vain."

"How could he bully you?" Liu Jingwen looked unconvinced, "Yang Ge'er has been in the village for so long, and I haven't heard of him bullying anyone? You are the first one to come to the door!"

Liu Jingwen put away his smile and talked nonsense seriously: "Auntie, if you are afraid that he will bully you, just stay away from him. After all, Yang Ge'er is very busy and has no time to go to your house to cause trouble for you. You can't afford to offend him, so just stay away." "Look everyone, what is a scholar like him saying?" Mrs. Wang was unable to say a word because of him. She sat down on the ground and cried, "This is not wanting us to live! Not only do they not buy our vegetables, but they also robbed our door. They don't leave us any way to survive!" The other villagers looked at each other. They didn't expect Liu Jingwen to say such words, but they couldn't find any fault with him. It just felt a bit awkward and made them hold their breath.

"Auntie," Liu Jingwen said, "Don't cry too loudly, it will hurt your throat. If you are thirsty, just shout and I will pour you a bowl of water."

He seemed helpless after he finished speaking, and bowed to the people around him, saying with a frustrated look, "Please help take care of her and don't let her faint. After all, I can't see. If something happens, no one will be responsible. It's all her own fault. It's not worth it."

Liu Jingwen turned and left after he finished speaking. He was a little helpless about this matter. He couldn't reason with a rude old woman, but he felt that he was in a good mood today, so he went into the house and took out the flute. He

sat at the window and started to play it. He felt that he hadn't played it for a long time and was a little rusty. It happened that someone was crying and he could help cover it up a little, so he didn't have to feel so embarrassed.

A melodious flute sounded from Liu Jingwen's house, and Wang Po outside cried loudly regardless of anything. The movement and stillness complemented each other, and people couldn't find any fault.

Some of the older people in the village felt sympathy for Liu Jingwen. Seeing that he was unable to suppress Wang Po, he could only play the flute in frustration to suppress her annoying crying.

So she stood up and said, "Wang Po, it's fine that you and Xia Yang are fighting, but why do you come to bully Liu Xiucai? Do you still want Liu Chenghe to come to your house to find you?"

At this time, Aunt Li heard the news and came over, looking at Wang Po with a sneer, "Others may not know these old stories, but don't we know them?"

She said bluntly, "If you continue to make trouble here today, when Liu Chenghe comes back, I will be the first to tell him how you bullied Liu Xiucai."

"You." Wang Po was depressed, looking at Aunt Li with a fierce face and said, "Don't force me to say it, what can Liu Chenghe do to me? If you are not afraid of being beheaded, let him come to me." "

Before being beheaded, you will die first." Aunt Li sneered, she was sure that Wang Po would not dare, "Just say you are leaving or not?"

"Mom, what are you doing?" Zhou and several sisters-in-law ran over, stepped forward and helped Wang Po up without saying anything, "Dad said you are not allowed to go out, go back quickly."

"You are rebelling." Mrs. Wang was worried about having no way out, so she beat and scolded her daughter-in-law to vent her anger, and then took advantage of the situation to get up with their support, and went back cursing all the way.

"Liu Xiucai." Aunt Li shouted: "Mrs. Wang has left, she won't make trouble again."

"Thank you, Aunt Li." The flute sound stopped abruptly, and Liu Jingwen came out of the house, smiling and thanking, "Please tell me a little about what happened today."

Chapter 30

"Brother Zhao."

Xia Yang finally found Wang Zhao at a corner in the bustling crowd, "How have sales been these days? Today is the big market, so it should be better."

"Brother Yang." Wang Zhao saw Xia Yang and asked happily, "Why are you here?"

"I came to see you." Xia Yang said, "I just delivered the vegetables, and came to the market to buy some things."

He glanced at the big pot set up on the side, with orange cobs of corn inside, emitting an enticing sweet fragrance, and smiled, "Is everything okay?"

"Very good." Wang Zhao smiled, turned his head to look around with a sneaky look, and whispered to Xia Yang, "I have sold one and a half acres of corn in the past few days, and I can sell the remaining half acre in two days." "

Congratulations." Xia Yang looked at him with amusement, knowing Wang Zhao's difficulties, "Selling it out early will save you the trouble of autumn harvest, and you can earn a few more copper coins."

"I've sold more than four taels of silver now." Wang Zhao held up four fingers and smiled with satisfaction. "When the corn matures in the autumn harvest, it's only four taels of silver. I calculated that if I sell the tender corn as you said, I can sell more than one tael." As

they were talking, someone else came to buy corn. Xia Yang was about to ask Wang Zhao to go, but he saw two figures rushing out from the side, rushing to take the corn and collect the money.

"Your sister and brother are here too." Xia Yang said.

Wang Zhao has a sister who is fourteen years old this year, a ten-year-old brother and a six-year-old brother. Except for the older brother who is studying in the school, the other two are standing there selling corn.

"Come and help." Wang Zhao looked very proud, without any of his previous worried look. He whispered to Xia Yang, "I kept the area outside the cornfield and only broke the corn inside. No one noticed after selling it for a few days."

He smiled smugly, like a little fox who thought he was smart. "The villagers will know after I sell all the corn. In this way, no one will come to me to preach and no one will follow suit to delay my selling of corn."

"Smart." Xia Yang smiled, "When they find out, you have already made money and no one will say that you are ruining food. If they also want to cook tender corn to sell, it won't delay you."

"They found out today." Wang Zhao said here, and the smile on his face faded a little. "We are all going to the market. I have met several groups of people from the village today. I didn't hide anything. I told them everything they asked, but I didn't tell them how much I made."

"It's okay." Xia Yang patted him on the shoulder and said, "The tender corn is for eating because it's fresh. You are the first one to sell, so there are many people buying it. When they come to sell it, they may not be able to sell much, and they won't doubt how much you have made."

"Yeah." Wang Zhao nodded, "I know, in a few days, the corn will be old, and they won't be able to sell much."

Xia Yang knew that Wang Zhao had no choice. He was greedy for tender corn, so he gave Wang Zhao this idea, asking him to take the corn from home to the town to cook and sell.

He believed in himself, and completely ignored the villagers' gossip and the old generation's lectures, and really broke the corn to sell.

Fortunately, it sold well. He was the first to sell tender corn in this way, and it was almost sold in a few days, which made Xia Yang feel relieved that he didn't give the wrong idea.

Thinking of this, Xia Yang looked at Wang Zhao for a few times. He was also a smart person. He knew to hide it from the villagers as much as possible and leave the outer edge of the corn field to cover up.

People couldn't stop him, and they wouldn't follow him to sell in the town. They made a lot of money in a hurry, which forced people to use their minds.

If those old people stood up and said that the corn couldn't be sold because it wasn't grown, Wang Zhao would be ruining the food, and he, a little brother, would be helpless.

"Right." Xia Yang slapped his head. He had other things to do with Wang Zhao today, but he almost forgot about it because he was busy talking. "I remember you said, where in the mountains are there deer?"

"Deep mountains." Wang Zhao was surprised. "You want to go into the deep mountains? It's too dangerous. Other hunters go in together with hunters from several nearby villages."

"I remember you said it was more than ten miles deep in the mountains. It shouldn't be that dangerous." Xia Yang said, "I'm light-footed and nimble by myself. If I find danger, I will retreat in time. I won't be greedy for anything else but to look for deer."

"Oh." Wang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and pointed him in the direction. This was what the hunter uncle in the village said. He had been in there with others before. "How about I go with you?"

He hesitated for a moment, feeling a little worried about Xia Yang. "After selling these today, there won't be much left at home. Let my sister bring me here tomorrow."

"No." Xia Yang looked at his sister, a little girl who was so thin that she looked like she was falling in the wind. How could she bring so much corn to the town? "I'll go by myself. You should try to sell all the corn in one or two days."

"It's okay if you don't sell it." Wang Zhao said, "Keep it until it grows up and eat it at home, so you don't have to buy it in the village later."

"You'd better sell it." Xia Yang waved his hand, not wanting to talk to him more about this matter. "You can buy a lot of cornmeal by selling this half acre of tender corn, otherwise you wouldn't plan to sell it all."

He looked at Wang Zhao with a smile. This kid looked honest and upright, but he was actually very smart. He must have calculated which one was more cost-effective.

"Are you afraid that the villagers will cause trouble for you?" Xia Yang asked suddenly. He didn't want Wang Zhao to be embarrassed by the villagers, so he didn't tell him about his vegetable farming.

Now seeing that Wang Zhao has a good idea, he wanted to ask him if he could plant some too. "I have another way to make money here. Do you want to do it?"

"Yes." Wang Zhao said nothing and directly and firmly expressed his willingness to follow Xia Yang. His eyes were shining with desire and trust. "I will do whatever Yang Ge'er says. No matter how much trouble the villagers cause, they can't stop me from making money. I must be able to support my younger brothers and sisters."

He learned archery, and many people in the village gossiped about him. He was the one who said it out of anger. You don't have younger brothers and sisters to support, so you can naturally say sarcastic things.

Since then, no one has talked about him going into the mountains. They all know his difficulties. If he follows those few rules, his family will starve to death.

"Okay." Xia Yang told Wang Zhao about his vegetable planting, and finally expressed his opinion, "I'm not afraid that I can't make money and you lose money, but I'm afraid that you can't keep the vegetables you planted and it's all in vain." Wang

Zhao is a little brother. If he really grows vegetables in winter, he doesn't know how many eyes will be staring at him. Maybe someone will bully him and want to take it for himself.

Even if they come openly, they will take advantage of the night to snatch you away. No one can be found to reason with. Xia Yang is also afraid that he will do something bad with good intentions.

"Then I will plant it in my own yard. I will fight with anyone who comes." Wang Zhao thought for a moment and knew that what Xia Yang said made sense, but he was unwilling to lose this opportunity to make money.

"This." Xia Yang frowned, stroked his chin and thought for

a while, "This is OK. Even if someone is a troublemaker, he can't come to rob you. It's safer than planting in the field." "If you really don't give us a way to survive." Wang Zhao's eyes turned red, and he choked up a little and said, "I can only accept it. Who made us have no one to rely on? I am still a little brother who is not valued by others."

He has no choice now, he can only face reality and survive in the cracks of difficult life. It is better to earn less money than to earn nothing.

Even if it was risky, Wang Zhao didn't plan to give up this opportunity, "Brother Yang, I'll do it."

He looked at Xia Yang with red eyes full of grievance and unwillingness, "If I can't plant it in the field, I have to plant some in that small place at home. I can't just give up without trying. I've never encountered any opportunity to make money."

"It's okay, it's okay." Xia Yang couldn't bear to see his pitiful appearance, "Don't worry, I'll think of a way to help you make more money."

He sympathized with and admired Wang Zhao. It was not something that ordinary people could do for a shy and quiet boy to take care of a family since he was in his teens.

After his mother died of dystocia, his father went out to work and was away from home all year round. It was all up

to him, an eleven-year-old child, to take care of his younger brothers and sisters. In the first two years, his father came back during the busy farming season and brought back some money. Wang Zhao and his family didn't have a hard time and had someone to rely on.

Since his father started living with someone else, he saw less and less money. In the past two or three years, he had not come back once and had not brought back a penny.

He supported the family alone and used the little money he earned by risking his life in the mountains to let his older brother study, so that they would have someone to rely on in the future. People

at that time looked up to scholars. Wang Zhao's move did bring a lot of convenience to their family. There were fewer people who bullied and gossiped about him, which made him more determined to let his younger brother study. "Thank you for your help." Wang Zhao lowered his head and said nothing for a whole day. Finally, he thanked with a flushed face, "Brother Yang, you have helped me so much. I don't know how to thank you!" He had to accept Xia Yang's help now. It was too difficult to make money. Secondly, Xia Yang was the only one willing to lend him a helping hand. After getting to know Xia Yang, he could only shamelessly accept his help. "Look at what you said, why thank you." Xia Yang waved his hand and said indifferently: "This is not a difficult thing. I just told you some possible ways to make money. It's up to you to decide whether to do it or not." "But no one has ever helped me like you." Wang Zhao choked up and said: "Even those relatives are afraid of being involved with us and stay away from us." "This is not bad." Xia Yang said: "It's better than them bullying you. Think more open-mindedly about everything and think less about insignificant people and things." "Yeah." Wang Zhao nodded and raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I will just pretend that they don't exist. As long as they don't come to cause trouble, I will also think about them a little bit." Xia Yang looked at the lively market, with more and more people. Thinking that he still had things to do, he said goodbye to Wang Zhao, "I still have things to do, I'll go first, and I'll tell you when I think about it." After he said that, he turned and left. In a while, he and his second grandfather would go to find a carpenter to order doors and windows, and they must be made for him after half a month of busy farming. As for Wang Zhao's matter, it was just a little effort, and he was his first friend in ancient times. Xia Yang believed that he should do his best. ... "Yang'er." Xia Yang had just returned to the village when he heard Ershu calling him at the door of his house, "You just came back?" "Yeah." Xia Yang walked over, "I was delayed by something in town." "I just came back from your house." Ershu said, "We will go to the wasteland to build a simple shed in the afternoon, and start digging soil to make adobe bricks tomorrow. Even the wood you need will be cut down for you. Leave it to us." "Okay." Xia Yang wanted to tell him about this, but he took the initiative to take it all in, "Twenty cents a day, the villagers will give more. Please help me prepare these within half a month. I will need your help when I build the house. You don't have to go out to find a job for the next one or two months." "Okay." Ershu smiled happily, "Don't worry, with such a high salary, I will definitely get up early and work harder. You take care of the villagers, and we will naturally do our best to do the work you arrange." "Ershu." Liu's mother suddenly stuck her head out of the gate, "Why haven't you come back yet? There are things at home." "If you have something to ask, please find my brother." Ershu turned back impatiently, with an irritated expression, "Can't you see I have something to ask?" Xia Yang raised his eyebrows, feeling something was wrong. Ershu shouldn't have such an attitude. He was a very cheerful child. If he could play with the little scholar, his character couldn't be bad. Mother Liu's face didn't look good either. She stood there without saying anything. It looked like she was waiting for Ershu to come back and didn't want him to talk to her. "Then you are busy. I'll leave first." Xia Yang raised his foot to leave, but was stopped by Ershu, "Wait, I have something to do." "Let's talk about it another day." Xia Yang was helpless. He didn't want to see anyone's face. "Your mother is waiting for you. Don't blame me for the dark face you see." Xia Yang didn't want to say anything, but he gave himself a cold look again and again. Was he so cheap that he had to put on a smile, or did he think that he couldn't see that Ershu didn't like him? "Don't worry about it." Ershu waved his hands impatiently, "I heard that you had a quarrel with Wang Po this morning? That damn old woman is really courting death, she even dared to go to your house to trouble Jingwen." "She went to my house?" Xia Yang hurried back when he heard it, "How is the little scholar, is there something wrong?" "Don't worry." Ershu called him again and said, "Jingwen is fine, she just went there to make a fuss, and was chased away by Aunt Li and the others." "Don't worry, some people dare to quarrel with you, but no one dares to do this to Jingwen." Ershu smiled and said, "You married into the family, they dare to bully you, but with Jingwen, they can only make a fuss and no one dares to scold him, just like the time when they surrounded him at the entrance of the village and wouldn't let him leave." "Oh." Xia Yang was relieved to hear that the little scholar was fine. If Ershu hadn't called him in time, he almost ran back. "I'm telling you this to tell you not to worry about Jingwen." Ershu looked at his anxious look and smiled, "You should pay more attention to yourself and try not to always think about fighting with men." He had no choice. This Xia Yang seemed a little silly. How could a boy want to fight with men? Even if he fought with those women, no one would say much. After all, they were all married and didn't avoid each other very much. But this guy came the other way. Did he want to compete with these men because he thought he had some strength? "Who are you fighting with?" Xia Yang looked at Er Shu in confusion. This guy didn't look like he was here to stop the fight. "If I beat up those old ladies, won't I have to pay compensation? Besides, I can't fight with a woman." "Then just bear with it." Er Shu touched his head embarrassedly, realized that he was wrong, and said with a few smiles: "Just wait for Cheng Bo to come back." "Cheng Bo?" Xia Yang didn't know who this person was. "Who?" "It's Jingwen's father." Er Shu said: "I just want to tell you this. Maybe Jingwen is embarrassed to tell you that with Cheng Bo here, no one in this village dares to do anything to you." So awesome? Xia Yang couldn't believe it. Thinking of that tall figure who usually didn't raise his head and didn't look at anyone, could he be a powerful person? "So powerful?" Xia Yang said, "You are not fooling me, are you? I didn't see it when the villagers were making things difficult for us." "That's because I saw you split up." Ershu said, "Now Chengbo and the others are not in the village, and Jingwen's mother didn't react, so I thought no one really cared about you." "But Chengbo won't ignore it." Ershu said here, as if he remembered something, "The villagers are gossipy and like to gossip, especially when they are jealous of someone, they can make up a lot of nonsense, don't believe what they say." "Jingwen is good-looking, and Chengbo is not bad either." He explained to Xia Yang, and the more he explained, the more confused Xia Yang became, "They are just jealous, don't pay attention to them, if you hear anything, just pretend you didn't hear it, it's all nonsense." "Yeah." Xia Yang nodded continuously, he didn't understand anything, and didn't know what Ershu meant, but he didn't want to ask, and now he wanted to get rid of Ershu and go home, "I know, I'll go back first." After he finished speaking, he greased the soles of his shoes and ran away quickly. This Ershu was too nagging and couldn't speak clearly, and he didn't have time to accompany him to say these useless words. ... "Little scholar, I'm back."

Xia Yang ran all the way back and saw outside the yard that Liu Jingwen was really fine and was still sitting there waiting for him obediently.

"I'm back." Liu Jingwen suddenly changed from a static and gentle handsome man to a lively and handsome young man. He said with a smile: "Come and rest for a while."

"Yeah." Xia Yang put down the backpack, "I bought some meat and will make dumplings for you later."

"Okay." Liu Jingwen raised his hand to pour him some water and said with a smile: "Ershu just came. He said he found twenty people, all from the village, and will come to start work in the afternoon."

"I saw him." Xia Yang poured water to wash away the sweat on his face and said: "I talked to him for a while at the door of their house."

"Oh." Liu Jingwen nodded, "If Ershu's mother gives you a cold look, don't go to their house in the future."

"She is sick." Xia Yang said: "She always has a face, as if someone owes her something."

"She thinks I'm unlucky." Liu Jingwen didn't change his face, as if he was talking about someone else, "She said I was unlucky. Even if I passed the exam to become a scholar, I couldn't suppress this terrible bad luck. Let Ershu stay away from me so that he won't be implicated and get infected with bad luck and bring trouble to their family."

"She's talking nonsense." Xia Yang threw the face towel into the basin, glared and said angrily: "If she said these words, tell Ershu and the others not to come over. No one wants to see her dead face, and I think it's unlucky."

Liu Jingwen chuckled, knowing that Yang Ge'er would definitely scold Ershu's mother. He raised his chin a little proudly, "We can't vent our anger on Ershu and the others. Besides, why should we let her get her wish?"

"That's right." Xia Yang knew that this was not the case, but seeing that Liu Jingwen was happy, he agreed: "Let Ershu and the others come. We didn't beg them to come. They came to work voluntarily. Even if they don't come, we won't lose anything and we can find someone else."

He observed Liu Jingwen's expression and didn't see any forced smile. He was struggling whether to mention what happened in the morning, and then he heard Liu Jingwen say: "Wang Po came to make trouble this morning, saying that she wouldn't accept her vegetables."

"You didn't let her in, did you?" Xia Yang asked: "Did she scold you, or did she want to take advantage of her seniority and fight with you?"

"No, she was just crying." Liu Jingwen said with a smile: "This matter has nothing to do with you. She just wanted to take the opportunity to make a scene and vent her anger. She has a grudge against me."

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