Chapter 4: 31-40

Chapter 31

"Have a grudge?"

Xia Yang was dumbfounded. He never dreamed that such a pretty and lovely boy would have an enemy. "How could it be?"

He was really dumbfounded now. His face was full of disbelief. He frowned and thought, "It must be that Mrs. Wang did something that angered the heaven and the people, otherwise why would she be an enemy to you?"

"Huh?" Liu Jingwen smiled brightly. He was always elegant and graceful, but he laughed so hard that he fell backwards, which was completely contrary to his previous behavior.

His beautiful peach blossom eyes were shining, his delicate and handsome face exuded a charming breath, and the corners of his lips were curved and he couldn't stop smiling.

"Sort of," Liu Jingwen said. "When I was about two or three years old, she was in a bad mood for some reason, saw me playing outside, and actually called me a little bastard."

"I was too young to understand, just scared and backed away a few steps, then fell and cried out in pain. My dad heard me and ran out of the yard to see what happened."

As Liu Jingwen spoke, his eyes were filled with nostalgia. "My dad loved me the most. According to my brother, it was Granny Wang who scared me and called me a bastard. My dad just kicked her."

"Granny Wang wouldn't let it go easily. She cursed back, but my dad gave her a beating, then went to her house and beat up Uncle Shan, telling them that if they ever.

"That's right." Liu Jingwen looked proud, puffed out his chest, and said in a very heroic manner: "If they don't leave, my father will beat them every day."

Xia Yang: "..."

He felt that he had nothing to say. It was the first time he met such a powerful figure. Logically speaking, such a person should not be a serious person, right?

Seeing Liu Jingwen holding his head high and chest out, as if waiting for his praise, Xia Yang said against his will: "Amazing, not an ordinary person."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen agreed with him and said modestly: "It's just that my father has seen some of the world and knows how to deal with them."

"Your father." Xia Yang thought about it and wanted to ask why he still hit a woman, but felt it was inappropriate, "He looks like a very honest and decent person."

"Yes, I am honest and decent." Liu Jingwen said: "But you can't let others bully you, especially your own relatives. Others scold you but she doesn't. Since you are unreasonable and don't care about the relationship between relatives, my father doesn't need to worry about anything."

"Yes, yes." Xia Yang said: "It's just a small matter and it's over. This time her daughter-in-law Zhou brought food over, and you didn't mention it."

"I have to consider Uncle Shan's face. I also wondered why she would care about it after such a long time. I didn't expect that she would still hold a grudge." Liu Jingwen said: "It was also because my father watched her too closely that she was almost divorced and sent back to her parents' home."

It turned out that after this incident, Wang Pozi only remembered food and not beatings. Two years later, she told others that Liu Jingwen did not look like their family and was not their child.

Liu Jingwen happened to be playing not far away. He was sensible at that time. When he heard this, he ran home to tell Liu's father, which stirred up a hornet's nest.

His father rushed to the clan leader's house and made a scene first, then went to Wang Pozi's house, and some families who participated in the gossip at the time, making the whole village restless.

No matter how much he apologized this time, Liu's father refused to agree. The other families didn't care, but Wang Pozi was determined not to tolerate it and made them move out of Liujia Village.

This is the place where their ancestors have lived for generations. How can they move away easily? There was no choice but to drive Wang Pozi back to her parents' home to divorce her. It was not until half a year later that the matter was over and Wang Pozi was allowed to come back.

"My father is soft-hearted." Liu Jingwen sighed, "I heard that Wang Pozi was not living well in her natal family, and he also saw that Shan Dabo had two children. So when Wang Pozi's natal family came to ask for help again, he agreed to let her come back."

"Yes, not to Shan Dabo, but to the children." Xia Yang felt strange. Gossip and rumors were everywhere, and Liu's father was too concerned. "If he really didn't agree to her coming back, I guess your father would be stabbed in the back."

Liu Jingwen picked up the teacup and stopped when Xia Yang said this. He looked at him and smiled, "Uncle didn't want her a long time ago, but just for the sake of the children. The villagers also disliked her. She was always gossiping and throwing tantrums. Otherwise, my father wouldn't treat her like that, knowing that if he didn't subdue her, there would be endless troubles."

"Oh." Xia Yang understood. He had seen this kind of person before. He was called a rolling knife. He was not afraid of being beaten and had a thick skin. It was extremely troublesome to meet him.

Liu Jingwen pursed his lips and said nothing, with a faint smile on his face. Could he tell Xia Yang that his father was a scoundrel when he was young? The existence that makes the whole village headache.

The only difference between him and Wang Pozi is that he never provokes others to do things that are not worthy of being on the stage. If someone provokes him, he will fight to the death.

"Your father looks like a decent person." Xia Yang smiled and said, "If you don't say these things, I really can't imagine that he would do such a thing."

"My father was cheerful and very kind when he was young." Liu Jingwen said, "It's just that he served in the military for a few years. When he came back, he inevitably became murderous and decisive and couldn't tolerate such people."

He told Xia Yang some of Liu's father's experiences. He went to the military camp when he was a teenager and came back in his twenties. After getting married, he went out to work and saw a lot of the world.

But now that he is old, he acts a little more restrained, turning a blind eye to everything, unlike when he was young, he rarely gets angry and takes everything seriously.

"It's been a long time." Liu Jingwen sighed, "Many people may have forgotten, otherwise there wouldn't be repeated problems."

Only then did Xia Yang understand why those people stopped the young scholar at the entrance of the village, and later secretly helped them to open up wasteland to express their apology. It turned out that they were not shocked by him, but also because they were afraid of Liu's father.

Xia Yang wanted to ask: If your father knew that Chen Bairun had hurt you like this, what would his reaction be?

Then he thought that Liu's father was not a brainless person, he should not be ignorant of the seriousness of the matter and provoke trouble. He felt a little upset now. Why can't he stop now? He

is so poor now, isn't it better to make money?

"Don't think too much." Xia Yang said: "Things will always pass. This matter is not your fault. If she wants to hold a grudge, she can hold it."

"I'm fine." Liu Jingwen looked at him with a smile and said: "I'm just afraid that you will be annoyed. After all, they always make trouble for you."

"I don't care." Xia Yang stood up, "Whoever wants to find them can find them, as long as they don't bother you."

"I'll go cook, have a good meal today." Xia Yang said: "I will be busy from tomorrow. You may have lunch alone in the future. It will be fine after this busy period."

"I'm fine, don't worry about me." Liu Jingwen said: "What can I do at home? Just do your own thing."

...

The next morning, Xia Yang started another busy day.

Aunt Li watched him pick up the vegetables and Liu Jingwen paid for them. The husband and wife cooperated well with each other.

He explained embarrassedly: "Brother Yang, yesterday, Mrs. Wang stopped your car. It's not that we didn't come forward. When we went over, you had already come out of her house. We couldn't help you even if we came forward."

"It's okay." Xia Yang was too busy to look up. "It's all in the interests of everyone. I know you won't sit idly by."

He knew in his heart that if he was stopped by Mrs. Wang and couldn't go to deliver the vegetables, Aunt Li and the others would be anxious. After all, he wouldn't accept them if he couldn't sell the vegetables.

"Don't worry." Aunt Li promised: "In the future, we will send you out of the village, and we will also help take care of Mr. Liu."

"Thank you, Auntie." Xia Yang smiled. He knew they meant well, but he would not completely rely on them. He would still have to solve problems by himself.

However, he looked at Liu Jingwen and said, "Xiao Xiucai is alone at home, and I would like to ask you, Auntie, to help take care of him."

"That's for sure." Auntie Li and the others quickly agreed.

Liu Jingwen just smiled faintly and said nothing. He let Xia Yang nag and worry about him, and felt warm in his heart.

After loading the vegetables on the car, Xia Yang was going to the town to deliver the vegetables. He looked at Liu Jingwen and said, "Xiao Xiucai, lunch is in the kitchen. If you can't do it yourself, don't be stubborn and ask Ershu to come and help you bring it out."

"Got it." Liu Jingwen said, "Be careful when you go into the mountains and come back early."

He didn't understand why Xia Yang had to go into the mountains. He had already hired people to cut down trees, so did he have to go by himself? Although Liu Jingwen was puzzled, he didn't stop Xia Yang from leaving him free.

"Don't worry." Xia Yang said and left. He had to seize this time to go into the mountains and try to earn money to build a greenhouse and a house.

He roughly calculated that it would cost more than 20 taels of silver just to build two one-acre greenhouses, and this was just the preliminary price.

Xia Yang planned to build a simple civil greenhouse. Adobe and wood would not cost much, and the only

thing he needed to do was to spend the labor cost. The main reason was that there was no plastic or glass here, so it was difficult to build a greenhouse.

Xia Yang planned to solve the problem by building a house. He would build a half wall of the greenhouse, and then put windows on it. He would leave multiple light openings on the roof to keep the sunlight in.

In this way, a lot of window paper would be needed, and the color of the window paper here was a little yellow and not bright enough, so Xia Yang decided to replace it with white paper.

In ancient times, paper was expensive, and the cost of greenhouses rose sharply.

In addition, the roof of the greenhouse had to be covered with two layers, one layer of oilcloth to block rain and snow, and one layer of straw thatch to keep warm. The price of this oilcloth was not low, and it was more expensive than building a green-tiled house.

He only had ten taels of silver now, and he had to get the money together within half a month, so he had to set his sights on the mountains and venture into the deep mountains to hunt.

Xia Yang planned to first catch the live deer that Wang Guanshi wanted, and then figure out how to hunt some large prey without getting hurt or being discovered by the villagers.

...

Three days later, one evening.

Xia Yang, covered in dust, led two deer to the restaurant to find Wang Guanshi, and said with a simple smile: "Uncle Wang, I accidentally caught too many. Do you want both?"

Wang Guanshi's mouth twitched, and he looked at Xia Yang with complicated eyes, "I can accept more even if there are more. Are you afraid that you can't sell such a big restaurant?"

"Hehe." Xia Yang smiled embarrassedly. Wang Guanshi could sell it to others even if he didn't want it. He just didn't want to cause trouble and had to avoid people. "Uncle Wang's price is fair, but I don't want to cause trouble for you."

Wang Guanshi really didn't need the deer now, but he had to accept it if Xia Yang gave it to him. Selling it to a pharmacy or other places might not be as high as the price he offered.

"Send the prey here if you have it." Manager Wang said, "Even if I don't need it here, I can send it to you somewhere else. Don't worry about not being able to sell it."

"Thank you, Uncle Wang." Xia Yang smiled gratefully, "In the future, if Uncle Wang needs me , just ask."

Summer deer are not easy to preserve. If hunters kill a big one, they may not be able to sell it all at once, and sometimes they will lose some of it. With Manager Wang as a guarantor, Xia Yang doesn't have to worry about these things anymore.

"Okay, I'll calculate the silver for you." Manager Wang looked at the two deer carefully. They were both lively male deer, and each weighed about 70, 80, or 10 kilograms. "You kid made money again this time. How about giving you 65 taels of silver?"

"Okay, Uncle Wang's price is definitely higher than others." Xia Yang smiled happily.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, and sighed in his heart: It's worth it that he spent three days planning and finally caught two adult male deer.

"Boy, how did you catch them?" Manager Wang was puzzled. If it was so easy to catch, the price of deer wouldn't be so high, not to mention that Xia Yang was still alone.

"I used a rope to lasso them." Xia Yang said, "Find a herd of deer, pick a good deer to go after, tie two ropes around my waist, lasso one and then the other, as long as you're fast, there's no problem."

"Won't the deer pull you to run?" Manager Wang asked in confusion.

"Run." Xia Yang smiled, "Why not! That's why I said you have to be fast, otherwise you'll just lasso one, and the other one will be pulled away by the deer before you can even start. How can you have a chance to lasso the other one?"

Manager Wang looked at him for a few times, but Xia Yang's clothes were already tattered, and it was simply unbearable to look at, especially the waist area, which was almost twisted into a knot.

"Adult deer are too strong." Xia Yang stretched out his hand to tidy up his tattered clothes. "They were not running in the same direction. It took me a lot of effort to get them together and calm them down."

"Aren't you afraid that your waist will break?" Manager Wang scolded angrily: "For the sake of money, you don't even want your life?"

"How could it be." Xia Yang smiled embarrassedly, "I have a foolproof plan. Even if I can't catch the deer, I will be fine."

It turned out that he tied a circle of bamboo cut into pieces and strung together around his waist to block the pulling force of the rope, which can greatly protect his waist from being injured by the pulling of wild deer.

Xia Yang also prepared a machete and made two preparations. If it really didn't work, he would cut the rope tied around his waist, and he didn't plan to get hurt.

At worst, he would not be greedy to catch two deer, but only let one of them run along its force, and then slowly calm the frightened deer and pull it to prevent it from being aggressive again.

"You are also bold." Manager Wang shook his head. He was more optimistic about Xia Yang and could not help but advise him: "Don't take risks easily. You may not be lucky enough to calculate every time."

"Yes, I know." Xia Yang put away his smile and admitted his mistake. "I will not be greedy in the future. I will do things step by step."

Today was also very dangerous. Xia Yang knew that he was impatient. It was a lesson. He secretly warned himself not to be so bold in the future.

Manager Wang gave him the silver and said hesitantly: "Think more before doing anything. Don't think that you are more capable than a man and don't care about anything. Your family still needs you!"

"Hahaha." Xia Yang laughed and gave Manager Wang a thumbs up and said: "Uncle Wang is still a good person. He knows that many people are not as good as me."

Manager Wang's eyes twitched: Is this what I mean?

"Forget it, it's getting late, you should go back." He waved his hand weakly, chasing Xia Yang away like chasing a fly, "lest my family worry."

"Oh!" Xia Yang looked up at the sky. It was already dusk, and it would probably be dark when he got home. "Uncle Wang, I'm leaving first."

When he ran all the way back to the village, the last ray of afterglow in the sky had dissipated. Xia Yang was anxious and worried that the young scholar would worry.

Before he got home, he saw a man standing at the door of his house from a distance, looking at the direction of the mountain without moving.

"Little scholar." Xia Yang ran over breathlessly and hugged Liu Jingwen from behind, "I'm back."

Liu Jingwen's body stiffened, and then he felt his legs weak and a little unstable. He raised his hand and grabbed Xia Yang's arm to support his body, and said with fear in his voice: "Where have you been?"

Xia Yang found that he was abnormal and hugged Liu Jingwen tightly, "I went to town, I'm sorry, I came back so late and made you worry."

"It's okay." Liu Jingwen exhaled and said weakly: "Let's go home first."

"Okay." Xia Yang agreed, bent down and picked up Liu Jingwen horizontally, "I'll carry you in."

Liu Jingwen did not object, nor did he speak. He just remained silent, with a listless look and looked a little tired.

"Something delayed me today." Xia Yang carried him in. Seeing him lower his head and not speaking, he felt a little uncomfortable. He pulled at his tattered clothes and said, "I will definitely come back earlier in the future and not let you worry."

He had never seen Liu Jingwen like this before. He explained and apologized. Seeing that he did not respond at all, Xia Yang hurriedly assured him, "Don't worry, this will not happen again. I will definitely come back on time in the future."

"Little scholar, say something!" No matter what Xia Yang said, Liu Jingwen didn't look up or respond at all. "I know I made you worry, and I don't want to be like this."

Liu Jingwen: "..."

No response, as if he didn't hear it. No matter how Xia Yang coaxed him or how he assured him, he just didn't say a word. He was listless and no longer had the joyful look on his face when he saw Xia Yang come back in the past.

Xia Yang gritted his teeth and promised in a compromising manner: "I will never go to the mountains again, and I will never go without your permission. Do you think this is okay?"

Liu Jingwen: "..."

"Okay." Xia Yang was really helpless. It was already dark and the two hadn't eaten dinner yet. "I'll go cook first, and we'll talk after dinner."

Liu Jingwen slowly raised his head and looked at Xia Yang's back. With red eyes and gritted teeth, he said: "Can't I cure you?"

What he didn't know was that when Xia Yang entered the kitchen and saw the porridge in the pot, his eyes became hot and he almost shed tears. "Little scholar, why are you so pitiful?"

Xia Yang rushed out of the kitchen, ran into the house and took Liu Jingwen's hand. He found a red spot on the back of his hand, which was obviously burned. He asked distressedly: "Does it still hurt?"

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Chapter 32

"Alas!"

Xia Yang sighed as he sat alone under the tree, looking at Liu Jingwen in the house through the window, feeling helpless.

The young scholar hadn't spoken to him seriously for two days, and occasionally responded with a perfunctory "um, oh".

The young boy who was as bright as the morning glow, as beautiful as white jade, and smiling every day was gone forever, and Xia Yang felt uncomfortable no matter how he thought about it.

Xia Yang liked the gentle and jade-like aura of the young scholar, and wanted to see him smiling every day, especially the moment he came back every day, when his beautiful eyes suddenly ignited with a brilliant color.

Now there is nothing!

He was silent every day, and he never left the house except for eating. He was unwilling to stay in the yard for a while, and was quiet and lonely in a daze in the house all day.

"Little scholar." Xia Yang stood outside the window with a grin on his face, his eyes swept over a book on the desk, "It's a bit cool today, come out and cool down?"

Liu Jingwen: "..." "

I've made you some tea, come out and have some." Seeing that he didn't move, Xia Yang turned and went into the house, ready to persuade him to come out, it was not good to be so stiff all the time.

"Let's go." Xia Yang put his arm around his shoulders and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, just let it go, why are you so angry

." He gently shook Liu Jingwen's shoulders, leaned down and whispered in his ear: "I didn't admit my mistakes, and I also made a promise. Look, I didn't listen to you and didn't go out these two days."

"Let's go, let's go." Xia Yang shook and flattered, "How about I swear? You say a word, I will listen to you."

Liu Jingwen was helpless: this husband still didn't know what he was angry about, he really has no heart.

"Your clothes are torn." Liu Jingwen didn't even raise his head, but said sullenly: "I felt it that day, you know what you did."

Xia Yang was dumbfounded, remembering that he was the one who carried him back that day, and he might have touched his tattered clothes and became suspicious, so the little scholar was a little worried.

"It's my fault, it's really my fault." Xia Yang couldn't argue, Liu Jingwen was angry with him these two days, it turned out that he was worried about him, "Little scholar, don't be angry." He was

a little touched, the little scholar was really kind to him.

Xia Yang held Liu Jingwen in his arms, put his chin on his shoulder, and said dryly: "I know you are waiting for me at home, and you will not ignore your own safety, really."

"I'm glad you know." Liu Jingwen leaned on his arms and let Xia Yang hold him, "Actually, I'm not angry with you, I'm angry with myself. If I were more useful, why would you have to run out every day so hard." "

What are you talking about." Xia Yang stroked his back gently, "This is our home for the two of us. We are both working hard to make this home better. Don't put the responsibility on you alone, we all have responsibilities."

He sighed in his heart: the little scholar is also working hard, he has done nothing at home during this period of time and he is the only one busy, he may feel a little uncomfortable.

"Don't think about it." Xia Yang comforted him, "After we finish harvesting the wheat in a few days, we will build a greenhouse. I won't have much time to go out after that, so you don't have to worry."

"The mountains and forests are dangerous. Even a serious hunter cannot guarantee his safety." Liu Jingwen said, "I know you are worried about the cost of building a greenhouse and a house. I will find a way to raise the money. Don't worry."

"Yeah, I know." No matter what Liu Jingwen said now, Xia Yang would not refute. It was not easy to coax this ancestor and he couldn't let him get angry again. "Let's go outside for tea and get some cool breeze."

"Come, I'll help you." Xia Yang put his arm around his shoulders with one hand and held his arm with the other, supporting him carefully, "Slow down, don't worry."

Liu Jingwen pursed his lips and said nothing, following his strength and walked out, "I have said everything I should say. You can decide what to do. I can't control you."

"Take care of it, I don't need you to take care of it." Xia Yang hurriedly said: "As long as you speak, don't be listless all day, you can take care of anything."

He was really fed up with the past two days. The house was quiet and there was no movement. Xia Yang secretly glanced at Liu Jingwen: Little guy, you use cold violence on me!

There is no way, knowing that he will be fooled, the two of them can't always be so stiff, one of them must be more magnanimous and bow his head to talk things out first.

"You said it yourself. I don't want to control you." Liu Jingwen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, pretending to be indifferent and said: "As long as you behave yourself and don't run to the mountains all the time, I won't interfere with you in other matters."

"I know, I will." Xia Yang guessed what he was going to say, and admitted his mistakes very well, "I won't take risks, don't worry, I'm afraid of death."

"Hehe." Liu Jingwen laughed out loud and stopped being pretentious. Seeing Xia Yang carefully serving him, he felt uncomfortable, "You know you are afraid of death, so be more careful in the future and don't make yourself so embarrassed."

"I know." Xia Yang poured him tea, "If you have anything to say in the future, just tell me, don't keep it in your heart. If you don't say it, who knows what you are thinking."

"Don't you know what mistake you made?" Liu Jingwen raised his head, with a proud look, looking at Xia Yang and said: "It seems that you still don't understand very well, then I will tell you, you don't know how to cherish yourself, you don't know that I worry about you every day, you are always self-righteous, and you don't know the priorities of everything."

"I know you are anxious to make money, but the more anxious you are, the easier it is to make mistakes. If you are really in danger in the mountains, where can I find you?"

Xia Yang said nothing and let Liu Jingwen scold him. He had thought about these things and kept them in mind, but he didn't take them seriously. He admitted it himself.

"Forget it, I won't say anything to you." Liu Jingwen said, "Think about it yourself. I don't want to implicate you because of my own reasons, and I don't want you to bear the responsibility of the whole family alone."

"The wheat will be harvested tomorrow. Can I go to help your family for a few days?" Xia Yang saw that Liu Jingwen was silent again and changed the subject. He

remembered that Liu Laoda and his friends came back from the county town for the autumn harvest yesterday and came to tell Liu Jingwen that Liu's father had rushed from the county town to the prefectural city and didn't know when he would be back.

"What is your father doing in the prefectural city?" Xia Yang asked curiously, "He didn't even go home and went from the county town to the prefectural city without paying attention to the autumn harvest. Is there something urgent?"

"If there is something urgent, my brother and his friends won't know." Liu Jingwen felt a headache. Of course, he knew what Liu's father was doing, but he didn't want to say it.

"Alas!" He sighed and raised his hand to support his forehead. He thought that after persuading his father several times, he should give up the idea. He didn't expect that he was so persistent that he completely abandoned the family affairs and left directly from the county town.

"Don't worry." Seeing his worried look, Xia Yang comforted him: "Your father has experience in traveling all over the country, and nothing will happen on the road."

"That's not the problem." Liu Jingwen said: "He has no money. He worked in the county town for so long just to save money for travel expenses. Fortunately, he didn't take the wages of his eldest brother and others, otherwise the family would be angry."

"Oh." Although Xia Yang was puzzled, he didn't ask more.

Liu Jingwen didn't want to say more. There are more things here. Let Xia Yang know that it's not worth it to worry about it.

"Go over and help for a few days when you have time." Liu Jingwen thought about it and said: "Go directly to the fields, no need to go home."

"I know." Xia Yang nodded.

As the two were talking, someone knocked on the door, "Brother Liu, I'm Wang Hao."

Xia Yang turned around and saw a young man standing outside the door, looking at them with a smile on his face, "Is this your classmate who came to help?"

"Yes." Liu Jingwen nodded, "Please let him in."

Xia Yang went to open the door and saw that the young man in front of him was about twenty years old, wearing a gray gown, with a straight posture, looking at him with a gentle smile on his face.

"Come in." Xia Yang extended his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

"How is Brother Yang?" Wang Hao looked at Xia Yang for a few times and smiled: "You look much better than at home. It seems that your injury is no longer serious."

"Okay." Xia Yang's heart trembled. This person knew him. "After the injury, there are some things I can't remember. It seems that he looks familiar."

He lowered his head and knocked his forehead with his fist, taking the opportunity to quickly search the memories deep in his mind, wanting to know what the relationship between this person and his original self is.

"It's okay if you can't remember it for a while." Wang Hao suddenly realized and smiled: "As long as you go back to your mother's home a few times, you will be able to remember some people and things in the village."

"I remember it." Xia Yang heard him mention his mother's village and suddenly remembered this person, "You are Wang Tongsheng, we are neighbors, just a few doors away."

"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Hao saw that he remembered and smiled: "I'm right, I will remember it slowly as long as you see it."

"Yeah." Xia Yang nodded, asked him to sit down and poured him tea, "I only heard that a Wang Tongsheng would come. I didn't know that we were from the same village or acquaintances."

"I forgot to tell you." Liu Jingwen smiled: "I thought that if I said Wang Tongsheng, you would know that he was from your village. I didn't expect that this Wang Tongsheng might not be only in your village."

"This is your carelessness, Brother Liu." Wang Hao smiled.

"It was my negligence." Liu Jingwen smiled.

"Have some tea." Xia Yang poured them some tea and turned to leave. Unexpectedly, he met someone his original self knew. "I'll go over there and check on the rice seedlings."

Xia Yang avoided Wang Hao, thinking that the more he talked, the more mistakes he made. He didn't want to be discovered by Wang Hao. After all, he was not his original self and he might reveal his flaws at any time.

Wang Hao saw Xia Yang sitting not far away, leaning against a tree, with one leg bent and the other stretched out. He was swinging a small blade of grass in his hand, looking like a carefree and scoundrel.

He frowned and looked at Liu Jingwen, thinking: Fortunately, Brother Liu couldn't see it. If he had seen it, he would have to go back. He has no manners at all.

"Brother Liu." Wang Hao said, "I saw Yang this time and found that he has changed a lot. It is probably because of the head injury. His words and deeds are very different from before. Brother Liu has to bear more."

"Yang is very good." Liu Jingwen looked at Xia Yang and smiled gently, saying, "I don't want to restrict him. As long as he likes to do whatever he wants,

he can do it." "Brother Liu has a good mind." Wang Hao praised, "Yang is really very good. He is frugal and capable. He is a man who can make a living. Brother Liu can rest assured of his character."

"Of course." Liu Jingwen said, "It's a pity that I knew it late. If I had known that he didn't want to marry in, I would have broken off the engagement."

"It's just that when you knew these situations, we had already separated. If I gave him a divorce letter again, it would not do him any good."

Liu Jingwen said so, but he didn't feel any regret. He was a little complacent in his heart. Fortunately, he knew it late and missed the opportunity until now.

If it was before, he would have broken off the engagement without hesitation, or Xia Yang would have wanted to divorce, but now! It's a bit difficult.

"Brother Liu, don't think like that." Wang Hao advised: "Yang'er doesn't understand these things. No matter which family he finds, it is better to marry Brother Liu. Slowly he will understand."

"You must not give him a divorce letter." Wang Hao remembered something and said: "His parents used to treat Yang'er well. Since his brothers got married one after another, none of the sisters-in-law who came into the family were easy to deal with, and Yang'er's life has become more and more difficult."

"Their parents don't care. If you give him a divorce letter and ask him to go home, not to mention that they may not take him in, even if they force him to stay, he will not have a good life."

Liu Jingwen knew in his heart that if Xia Yang returned to his parents' home, he would either be worked like a slave or sold again. Neither situation would have a good ending.

"Oh!" he sighed: "How could his parents be like this? They let their daughter-in-law decide the marriage of their children. It's like selling people. It's really speechless."

"His sister is also engaged. I heard that they only asked for a betrothal gift but not a dowry. They just agreed with the other party directly. They lost face in the village." Wang Hao said: "The date has been set. She will get married after the autumn harvest."

"Getting married is a good thing." Liu Jingwen frowned, "Maybe it will be better to leave that home."

"I hope so." Wang Hao said: "I think Yang Ge'er is doing well now. He doesn't look as bitter as before. Maybe he has come to terms with it and is willing to live a

good life with you." "Of course." Liu Jingwen raised his eyebrows, "From the day he got married, he never looked unwilling. He has always been trying to live a good life with me."

He was very confident when he said this. He saw how busy and capable Xia Yang was every day. He was more motivated than a man.

Even though he said he could support him and let him rest assured and not suffer so much, Xia Yang didn't have a day to rest, and he was only thinking about making money to live a good life.

"Here you go." Wang Hao took out a purse from his arms, "Manager Jiang is not here, he said he went to Kyoto and hasn't come back yet. I told him about your situation, and the manager only took 20 taels of silver, saying that he needed Manager Jiang's consent to pay it all."

"This is because I can't write storybooks anymore." Liu Jingwen smiled and said, "No hurry, wait until Manager Jiang comes back, you can't embezzle the silver."

Wang Hao smiled and said, "I think he has that intention. If there weren't some students in the bookstore, he might not be able to give it to me." Liu

Jingwen shook his head and smiled, "It's different now. They think I don't need to be scrupled by them. Haven't you thought about what I have to worry about now? At most, they can suppress this matter if I don't have fame?"

...

Xia Yang sat under the tree, looking at the watermelon seedlings he cultivated, thinking that he made the young scholar worry and feel uneasy, and he ignored his psychology.

Liu Jingwen's world is now dark, and it is very easy to feel uneasy and afraid. This is a problem that Xia Yang has always ignored.

Through this, Xia Yang clearly felt that the little scholar had a lot of things in his heart, and he kept them in his heart and refused to say them. "Alas!" He felt more and more restrained.

However, it is not bad now. He is happy to see the little scholar every day. No matter what he does or how much work he does, he does not feel tired and is willing to do it!

"Brother Yang." Wang Hao walked in front of him without Xia Yang noticing, "I'm leaving first."

"Don't leave in a hurry, leave after lunch." Xia Yang stood up and tried to keep him.

"No, there are things at home." Wang Hao said: "I will come again after the busy farming season, and I will not disturb you less then." "

How can it be a disturbance? Thank you for coming to help." Xia Yang smiled.

"Help each other." Wang Hao smiled, looking at Xia Yang, hesitant to speak, and after a pause, he said: "Brother Liu is trustworthy, Brother Yang should think about it carefully. If it were another family, maybe they wouldn't be as comfortable as they are now."

After Wang Hao finished speaking, he didn't wait for Xia Yang to reply, waved his hand and left. He said all he wanted to say, and he did his best to show his friendship with his fellow villagers. As for how Xia Yang decided, he had no right to interfere.

After hearing these words, Xia Yang looked at Liu Jingwen with a guilty conscience, thinking of the fact that her original body didn't want to marry him, and wondered if Wang Hao had told him.

"Why don't you keep him for dinner?" Xia Yang asked, while carefully observing Liu Jingwen's expression, "Is he in such a hurry to leave because of something?" "

I asked him to help me do something in the county." Liu Jingwen said: "Now that he has done it for me, he is in a hurry to go home to prepare for the wheat harvest."

"Oh." Xia Yang nodded, and seeing that Liu Jingwen's face was calm, Wang Hao should not have said anything. How could a man be so gossipy, "Yes, he is the eldest in the family, and he is the main force in the busy farming season."

"Here you go." Liu Jingwen handed the purse to Xia Yang, "This is the capital that Brother Wang helped me settle, twenty taels of silver. If it's not enough, I'll find a way. I'll go to the town in a few days and raise some more."

"Enough, enough." Xia Yang held the purse, feeling mixed emotions, "With the silver I have, it's enough to build a house. No need to borrow."

"Enough?" Liu Jingwen looked at Xia Yang in confusion, "Is it enough even to build a house?"

"Enough." Xia Yang patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry, our family makes a lot of money every day, enough for

us to use." "Okay, tell me when it's not enough." Liu Jingwen didn't ask any more questions, but just gave an instruction.

"I can earn one or two taels of silver in three days." Xia Yang said, "Sometimes it's even more. Now we still have some time to build the greenhouse and the house, and we can earn a lot. Do you think it's enough?"

"Yes." Liu Jingwen nodded and agreed, "If Yang Ge'er says it's enough, then it's enough. I believe you."

"I'll put the silver in the house." Xia Yang walked into the house with the purse, not wanting to talk about money. "Tell me later where your land is. I'll go to help tomorrow."

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Chapter 33

The golden wheat waves are endless, and the heavy wheat ears sway in the wind, indicating that this year will be another good harvest.

Xia Yang came back from delivering vegetables, holding a sickle and wearing a straw hat to help Liu Jingwen's family harvest wheat.

Looking at the wheat fields, there will be a family not far away who is rushing to harvest, bending over and sweating profusely.

He walked and looked along the way, thinking that he used to help his family harvest like this, and he missed his family a little.

"Alas!" Xia Yang sighed softly. He might never see his family again. Now only Liu Jingwen can accompany him.

"Brother Yang." A middle-aged woman waved to Xia Yang, "Why are you here?"

"Helping the young scholar harvest wheat." Xia Yang said.

This woman is an acquaintance who goes to his house to deliver vegetables every day. Xia Yang went over to say a few words to her.

His tall figure is like a man. He has eaten well during this period, and his figure is obviously stronger, his muscles are full and powerful, and he seems to have endless energy.

"Brother Yang is so capable." The woman praised. She looked at her little boy and said, "Look at my son, he is also very capable, but he is not as strong as you and a little thin."

Xia Yang looked at the little boy. He was indeed thin and handsome, about 1.7 meters tall, a typical type of boy here.

"He looks good." Xia Yang said, "From his posture, he is a good worker. You are so lucky."

"Yes." The woman smiled and said, "I don't care about other people's families, but you must love our little brother well. They are all my own children and I can't tell the difference between them." "

Yes." Xia Yang smiled and said, "Just think about it. There are many sons who are not filial. Why do you have to distinguish between them? They are all your own flesh and blood."

He said a few words to the woman and was about to go to Liu Jingwen's wheat field. "I'll go to help. We can chat again when we have time."

"Okay, go." The woman smiled and said, "Their home is not far ahead."

She watched Xia Yang walk away, and said to her old man, "You haven't shown any mercy for so many years. Neighbors still have some affection!"

"Don't meddle in other people's business." Her old man didn't even raise his eyelids, and said expressionlessly, "If he could be more considerate, Liu Chenghe wouldn't have gone out to work for so many years, and he wouldn't have held him at home all day long."

...

Xia Yang walked to the edge of Liu Jingwen's field and saw Liu Laoda and his wife and Liu Laoer and his wife, bending over to cut wheat in the field.

He looked around and saw that Liu's mother was not there, so she must have stayed at home. Xia Yang did not say hello to them and directly found a place to start cutting wheat.

He often did this job and was very skilled. He cut a piece in a short time. According to Xia Yang's previous experience, he could cut about two acres a day.

He would come here to cut for an hour in the morning and come again in the afternoon to cut for two hours. In two days, Liu Jingwen's five acres of wheat field would be cut.

"Hey, who are you? This is my family's wheat field." Sister Liu was sweating profusely. She straightened up and wanted to rest for a while and drink some water, and then she saw a stranger cutting her own wheat.

Xia Yang looked up and his eyes met hers. Sister Liu swallowed the words she was about to say. She didn't expect it to be Xia Yang.

"Brother Yang." When Liu Lao Da and the others heard the noise, they all looked up and said, "Why are you here? Aren't there a lot of things to do at home?"

"Those are not urgent. I'll help for two days first." Xia Yang said.

After he finished speaking, he bent down to cut wheat again. Now was not the time to talk. It was better to work quickly than anything else, so as not to delay the harvest due to the change in weather.

The Liu family looked at each other, and no one spoke anymore. They continued to work quickly, but they all felt relieved in their hearts. After all, no one expected Xia Yang to come to help.

Xia Yang worked for more than an hour and cut a large area of ​​wheat. Seeing that it was almost noon, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, greeted Liu Lao Da and the others, and told himself to go back first and come back in the afternoon.

Liu Lao Da opened his mouth to keep him for dinner, but was stopped by Liu Lao Er, "Third brother is at home, let him go back."

He lowered his voice and said, "Don't tell mother, wait until she knows."

Liu Dasao and the others nodded knowingly. It was a good thing to have someone to help with the work. They kept it a secret from Liu's mother first, so as not to make a scene and be lectured.

When Xia Yang returned home, he did not see Liu Jingwen sitting in the yard waiting for him. He looked suspiciously at the window, but there was no one in the house.

When he turned around, he saw Liu Jingwen squatting in the kitchen, lighting a fire at the stove. "Oh! This ancestor!"

Xia Yang hurried over to pull him up. "The fire is already lit, and you are still lighting it?"

Liu Jingwen held a flint in his hand. Hearing Xia Yang's words, he stood there with an awkward smile, "I didn't feel hot, I thought it wasn't lit."

"Just be quiet." Xia Yang sighed, squatted down and pushed the small flame at the stove inward to burn the firewood. "Last time, did you burn your hand when you were lighting the fire?"

He thought it was burned by the porridge at the time, but it didn't look like it. Now he understands that it was caused by burning the fire. It was already lit, and he was still lighting it. How could he not burn his hand ?

Liu Jingwen: "..."

What are you talking about? I can't hear you.

Xia Yang opened the pot and found that the rice had been washed and put on the steamer for steaming. He quickly pushed Liu Jingwen out and said, "I'll cook, you go sit outside."

He poured water to wash his face and hands, quickly cleaned himself up, and went to the kitchen to open the pot to see if there was enough water for the rice.

Good thing! Fortunately, he came back in time, otherwise, not only would Liu Jingwen's hands be in danger, but he would also not be able to eat the rice. The water just covered the rice and was not enough.

"Alas!" Xia Yang sighed, and found that the little scholar was now out of control. He had to have a good talk with him. If he kept making trouble, he would burn the kitchen again.

"I'll cook from now on." After cleaning up the kitchen, Xia Yang came out to see Liu Jingwen leisurely drinking tea, "You have to protect your hands, you will have to use them to hold teacups in the future!"

Liu Jingwen had a blank look on his face, he blinked innocently, as if he didn't understand what Xia Yang meant, and said, "It's okay, the flame will get hot when it's big, I can feel it."

"Yes." Xia Yang nodded, "If it's hot, it will burn your hands, don't you know?"

"You don't hurt, but I do." Xia Yang picked up Liu Jingwen's hand, "It's white and tender, it will turn red if you touch it, can you be more careful?"

"I'm not afraid that you will burn the kitchen, I'm afraid that you will burn yourself." Xia Yang said, "Don't think I don't know, you clean the house every day, I don't say it because I know you want to help me share some of the burden, and I don't want you to be unhappy."

"But cooking is too dangerous, this is absolutely not possible." Xia Yang said in a firm tone, with obvious displeasure in his voice, "If you want to help, when I'm at home, you can do whatever you want."

"Okay." Liu Jingwen agreed readily, nodding slightly and being particularly obedient, "I won't go into the kitchen when you're not here in the future."

Liu Jingwen didn't want to put everything at home on Xia Yang, but he didn't want to make Xia Yang unhappy. Since he was worried about him, he should think of other ways.

"Yeah." Xia Yang touched his head with satisfaction, and took the opportunity to rub it a few more times, "Why did you change clothes?"

Liu Jingwen changed from the long gown he wore in the morning to a set of coarse cloth shorts. Although this outfit didn't reduce his charm, it

didn't look as good as wearing a long gown, which made him look as handsome as a jade-like young man.

"Long gowns are uncomfortable to wear, and shorts are more convenient." Liu Jingwen said.

"That's right." Xia Yang looked up and down at Liu Jingwen, "I'll buy you some short-collared clothes tomorrow. These coarse cloth ones are not suitable for you. Don't rub your delicate skin."

"I want cotton ones." Liu Jingwen said, "Actually, I've been wearing them since I was a child. I'm used to it. They don't need to be too good."

He didn't object, knowing that it was useless for him to say anything. As long as Xia Yang thought it was good, he would buy it for him no matter what he said.

Liu Jingwen could only settle for the second best and choose cotton clothes, so that Xia Yang wouldn't have to buy silk ones again, and who knows how much money it would cost.

"Okay." Xia Yang didn't delay any more, "I'll go cook, and I have to go to the wheat field to harvest wheat in the afternoon."

Who knew that when he arrived at Liu's field in the afternoon, he saw Liu's mother standing at the edge of the field with a cold face, looking at him inexplicably.

Xia Yang ignored her and went to work in the field.

"Stop." Mother Liu stepped forward and stopped Xia Yang, "I told you not to come here again after we separate, didn't you remember?"

"Tsk." Xia Yang shook his head and looked at her with a half-smile, "Do you think I came here to help you? Are you overthinking?"

"I don't care." Mother Liu said, "We don't need you here, leave immediately, and nothing in the Liu family will have anything to do with you in the future, so don't make excuses to come here."

"Mom, what are you doing?" The eldest brother Liu said dissatisfiedly, "Brother Yang came to help with good intentions, how can you say these things." "

Good intentions?" Mother Liu sneered, "If they are kind, they shouldn't come here. If they have nothing to gain, do you think they will come to help you work?"

"Mom." The second brother Liu was afraid that she would say something else, so he hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Think it over carefully, don't make a scene with so many people in the field." Seeing that he

had comforted his mother, the eldest brother Liu smiled and stepped forward to Xia Yang and said, "Brother Yang, you have a lot of work to do at home, go back and do your things first, and we will ask you for help if we are short of people here."

"Okay." Xia Yang turned around neatly. No one wants to work for nothing. He came here just to save Liu Jingwen's face.

"Mom." The eldest brother Liu looked at his mother and said helplessly, "Why make such a fuss? You don't even have a face."

"What else do you want?" Mother Liu said with a gloomy face and sneered, "Do you want your father to sell the house and land and leave everything in the family to him?"

"How could that be." The eldest brother Liu said, "Dad has not treated us badly over the years. He has nothing less than what others deserve. We have even studied in school for a few years. It's us who can't make any achievements and we don't want to continue studying."

"Did he treat you badly?" Mother Liu broke free from the second brother Liu's hand and asked angrily, "You sit on your father's shoulders every day. You are held in your father's arms all day long, loved and cared for, and raised like an ancestor until you grow up?" "We were all grown up by then. Why did we need our father to love us so much?" The second brother Liu wiped the sweat from his head irritably, "Don't think about those things all the time, okay? You know how other families favor their children and mistreat their unloved children. When has our family ever been like this?" "Then how did he treat us? Just for a young man who just married in, he actually spoke to me like that and even moved out of the house." Mother Liu looked gloomy, with anger flashing in her eyes. She looked at her two sons and said, "Your father may not give him much money secretly. Don't think I don't know. You are the only ones who think your father is fair." She was afraid of this, so she didn't want to fall out with Liu Chenghe. He had money in his hand, but she didn't expect Liu Jingwen to ask to leave on his own. She got excited, and what she had been looking forward to for so many years finally had hope. She was anxious and took the opportunity to drive them out. But looking at their current life, they must have received a lot of money secretly. "It's you who made the fuss about moving out. Isn't this what you always wanted?" The second brother Liu was so angry that he threw the sickle far away and roared in a low voice: "If not for this, how could this day have happened, and Dad would not have left home for the provincial capital." "Second brother." The eldest brother Liu was afraid of a quarrel, so he scolded him: "How can you talk like that? Go to work." "Go to the provincial capital?" Liu's mother suddenly shouted with a ferocious face: "It's all for him, for that ancestor. Do you think I forced you to do it?" "Okay, okay, mother." The eldest brother Liu comforted the excited and angry mother Liu, looked at the villagers who were harvesting wheat in the fields around him and looked in this direction, and said in a low voice: "You have already found a way to drive them out, so don't mention the past. Anyway, you and third brother have always been cold and rarely talk. It's good now." The eldest sister-in-law Liu and the second sister-in-law Liu, who were standing aside, looked at each other, and did not dare to step forward to persuade Liu's mother. They silently reduced their presence and went to the fields to harvest wheat while they were not paying attention. Second Sister-in-law Liu: "Sister-in-law, I have long noticed that mother-in-law treats my uncle badly, but I couldn't find the difference, so I thought I was wrong." "Don't worry about so many things." Sister-in-law Liu said: "We have separated. As long as mother-in-law is around , just pretend that she doesn't exist. " Mother Liu let out a long sigh and tried to suppress her anger, "Do you think your father will just separate him and not care about him? I tell you it's impossible." She stared and said with certainty: "He must have gone to the capital city for him. Your father hasn't been there for many years. Even if someone asked him to go there, he wouldn't go. He would rather stay at home without earning a penny." Seeing that they were indifferent, Mother Liu sighed helplessly, "You are just too honest and don't know how to earn money. Mother can't bear to see you have nothing. Let alone other things, the family property cannot be moved at all. It must be kept tightly under control." "But most of the land in the family belongs to my third brother!" The eldest brother Liu sighed. He looked at Mother Liu, "Forget about this matter. We all know my third brother's temper. If he says he doesn't want it, he will never covet it again. You can rest assured." "Hmph." Mother Liu snorted contemptuously, squinting at him and said dissatisfiedly: "You dare to say this, but I dare not listen. Who knows what will happen in the future? It's best to break up now." "And they just moved out. You see, their life is much better than ours. Your father must have hidden a lot of money and gave it to him." "Okay, okay." Liu Laoer was convinced and didn't know what to say to his mother. "You are right, but we can't fight with the third brother as you wish, and we won't tear our faces apart without any affection. I think you should understand after so many years. It's better not to talk about these things in the future. It's annoying. You've been talking about it for a lifetime. Are you done?" He turned and left, leaving Liu Laoda alone to face Liu's mother. No one wants to be caught in the middle. "Mom, go back and rest. We still have to harvest wheat." Liu Laoda had no choice. He was now particularly grateful for his father's strength, cruelty and ruthlessness. No one could change his decision. Otherwise , I don't know what the family would be like after so many years? As soon as the man left, his mother started to pester them again, giving them a headache. "It's none of your business, I'll take care of it. He can't take anything from home." Liu's mother threw her sleeves and left in anger. They were all unpromising things. ... "I'm back." Xia Yang returned home, put down his sickle and sat next to Liu Jingwen. "Why are you back?" Liu Jingwen asked in confusion. "There's no need for help there, so I came back." Xia Yang stared at Liu Jingwen's face, carefully observing his expression, and said, "Your mother also went to help. They have enough manpower now." "Oh." Liu Jingwen smiled faintly after hearing this, nodded and said, "That's good. We don't have to worry about anything in the future. It's their own choice to break up." "Little scholar." Xia Yang saw that he looked calm, without any sadness, and moved forward and said, "Remember, mutton can never be attached to a dog. If you don't have that fate, you'd better part ways as soon as possible."

"What?" Liu Jingwen was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He raised his hand to push Xia Yang's head away. "You don't have to worry about these things. Just pretend they don't exist. I'm here to take care of anything." "I know." Xia Yang smiled and ignored the fact that Liu Jingwen didn't understand. "After the wheat harvest, we will build a greenhouse. No one can embarrass us in the future." He built the greenhouse not only to make money, but also for other purposes. Now he just has to wait for the results so that Xia Yang can start doing what he wants to do. "Yeah." Liu Jingwen smiled and could hear Xia Yang's expectation and urgency, "Let's take it step by step, build greenhouses and houses, and soon we will be out of our current situation." "Looking forward to it?" Xia Yang asked, "When that day comes, what do you want to do?" Liu Jingwen turned to look at Xia Yang and chuckled, "Of course, to support a husband." "Cough." Xia Yang almost spit out a mouthful of water. Liu Jingwen was too obsessed and was always thinking about it all day long. He sighed, "I'd better support you!" He stretched out his hand and rubbed Liu Jingwen's head with a helpless look on his face, "You stay at home carefree and safely, which is helping me." "Hahaha." Liu Jingwen did not dodge his hand. He was now accustomed to Xia Yang making trouble for him from time to time. He just raised his eyebrows and smiled complacently, "No matter what, I am also a man." The author has something to say:

Chapter 34

"Construction has begun~"

After the wheat harvest, Xia Yang chose an auspicious day and started building the greenhouse today.

"Set off firecrackers~"

Xia Yang lit the firecrackers, and there was a "crackling" sound. The strong smell of fire and medicine floated in the air. He was in a very good mood.

With a smile in his eyes, he turned his head and looked not far away. Liu Jingwen stood there with a serious and extremely pious expression. He specially accompanied him to the ceremony today.

"Little scholar." Xia Yang ignored the enthusiastic villagers, walked to Liu Jingwen, and whispered: "Construction has begun."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen stretched out his hand, which was grabbed by Xia Yang, and he said seriously: "Congratulations on getting what you want."

"Congratulations." Xia Yang smiled suddenly, held Liu Jingwen's hand with a little force, "We will all get what we want, as long as we work hard."

"Yes." Liu Jingwen's eyebrows were filled with joy, and his smile was dazzling, "Brother Yang, you will succeed, I believe."

"Are you so confident?" Xia Yang smiled, turned his head and watched Ershu leading people to start working. They were refreshed as if they had endless energy, and everyone had a smile on their face, "I have confidence too." "

Yeah." Liu Jingwen gently shook his hand held by Xia Yang, "You go and get busy, I'll go back first."

"Okay." Xia Yang did not let go, "I'll take you there."

They had just taken a few steps when they heard someone shouting from behind.

"Yang'er."

Wang Zhao ran up to him and said to Xia Yang with a smile: "I'm here to help. You can arrange any work for me."

"Okay, you follow me for the next two days, it's a good opportunity to see, and it will be convenient when you learn how to build your own house." Xia Yang smiled: "Thank you for coming so far to help."

"What are you thanking me for? I can't help much." Wang Zhao said embarrassedly: "You have helped me so much, but I can't do anything for you." "

How can you say that? You are here to help me." Xia Yang smiled: "I know how capable you are, you can definitely help me a lot."

Xia Yang found his embarrassed look a little funny, and then looked at the new clothes he wore specially, knowing that he came to make him proud.

"Little scholar." Xia Yang turned sideways, holding Liu Jingwen's arm with one hand and resting the other hand on his shoulder, "This is Wang Zhao, who came here specially to help us."

"Thank you, Brother Zhao, for coming here specially to help us." Liu Jingwen smiled and said softly, "Brother Yang said that you are his best friend. Please come to our house and get to know us first."

"Thank you, thank you, Scholar Liu." Wang Zhao looked at Xia Yang a little embarrassedly, and spoke a little haltingly, "Brother Yang also said that Scholar Liu is a very nice person."

"Okay, why are you being so polite." Xia Yang smiled and stopped them, and said to Wang Zhao, "Come to my house and sit for a while, and then you can change your clothes."

"Okay." Wang Zhao pointed to the backpack behind him and said happily, "I brought clothes and some fruits for you."

"What do you want to do with these? They are all on the mountain." Xia Yang looked at his full backpack and smiled, "You are not tired at all, carrying it for such a long way."

"You said Liu Xiucai likes to eat it. I thought you might not have time to go up the mountain during this period, so I brought some." Wang Zhao said, "The fruits, pears and dates on the mountain are ripening one after another. They will be gone after this period of time."

"Thank you, brother Zhao." Xia Yang smiled.

"You're welcome." Wang Zhao smiled with his head down.

His face was a little red. He wanted to buy some things, but he was afraid that Xia Yang would not accept them. There was nothing else to sell at home, so he came up with this idea.

As they walked back and talked, Wang Zhao secretly glanced at Liu Jingwen. He looked at him with red lips and white teeth, like a spoiled little boy. He

quietly moved closer to Xia Yang and whispered, "If your Liu Xiucai was not taller than you, seeing his good looks, and being spoiled by you so much that he had to hold him in your arms and support him when walking, I would have thought he was your husband."

"Puff!" Xia Yang silently spat out blood in his heart. This was his biggest pain. Not only was he shorter than Liu Jingwen, but he also had to be his wife.

Wang Zhao's words were absolutely destructive. Not only did they hit Xia Yang speechless, but Liu Jingwen also blushed. He wanted to break free from Xia Yang's arms around his shoulders, but he was afraid that he would be discovered and heard, which would be even more embarrassing.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent. Xia Yang and Liu Jingwen were a little unnatural. Only Wang Zhao didn't notice and kept secretly glancing at Xia Yang and Liu Jingwen with envy. No matter how he looked at them, he felt that they were in love.

"Please sit down." After entering the yard, Xia Yang took Wang Zhao to the small table where Liu Xiucai often drank tea. "You guys talk first. I'll go make a pot of tea."

"No, no, I don't drink tea." Wang Zhao waved his hand hurriedly to refuse. Tea is so expensive that who can afford it. "Brother Yang, don't be busy."

"If you don't want to drink it, we have someone else to drink here." Xia Yang pressed him to sit down. He had forgotten what Wang Zhao had just said. He glanced at Liu Xiucai and said, "Our little scholar relies on drinking tea to pass the time. This is the favorite thing for scholars to do."

Liu Jingwen: "..."

He looked at Xia Yang, his clear eyes filled with innocence, and he said a little aggrievedly, "I didn't drink tea before, but you made tea for me every day."

"Puff!" Xia Yang couldn't help laughing when he saw how aggrieved he was. "Yes, I was wrong. I think scholars should do these high-taste and elegant things. It was me who forced you to drink it."

Liu Jingwen raised his chin slightly and didn't speak. There was nothing to argue about the facts. He didn't want to take the blame, especially in front of his friend Wang Zhao.

"Please sit down for a while." Xia Yang said to Wang Zhao.

"Yeah." Wang Zhao pursed his lips to hold back his laughter and nodded to Xia Yang.

"Ahem." Seeing Xia Yang leave, Liu Jingwen cleared his throat, "Brother Zhao, don't be polite. You and Brother Yang are friends. Come and visit more often when you have time in the future."

"Yeah." Wang Zhao nodded, and suddenly remembered that Liu Jingwen couldn't see, so he said, "Thank you, Mr. Liu. I will come to see Brother Yang when I have time in the future."

"Okay." Liu Jingwen said, "I often hear Brother Yang praise you. You are kind-hearted, hardworking and capable. It is really not easy to support a family and raise your younger brothers and sisters independently. You have worked hard."

Wang Zhao moved the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were inexplicably sour. It was the first time someone said this to him, "It's what I should do."

"This is not what you should do, but what your father should do." Xia Yang came over with a teapot and heard him say this, "People only have willingness or unwillingness, not the word must."

"Those are not your responsibilities, not what you should or must do. It is you who are willing to do and want to do, which has supported you through all these years."

"I." Wang Zhao wanted to say that they were my brothers and sisters, my family, and I should be responsible, but he subconsciously believed what Xia Yang said and swallowed back what he was about to say.

"Brother Yang is right." Liu Jingwen said, "Even if the person who should be responsible does not fail, who can say anything, not to mention that these are things that you should not bear, but you are just considering family affection." "Think carefully about what I told you." Xia Yang glanced at Wang Zhao. He didn't want the help he helped to benefit others in the end. "If you make the decision yourself, I won't persuade you, as long as you are willing." "I, I've thought about it." Wang Zhao raised his head timidly, and under Xia Yang's encouraging gaze, he straightened his chest and gritted his teeth and said, "I want to split the family. If I can't split it, I would rather live in a shack with my brothers and sisters like you."

"Okay." Xia Yang smiled immediately and gave Wang Zhao a thumbs up. "I knew you could figure it out. I can't let everything you've earned through hard work over the years go to someone else."

"Yeah." Wang Zhao nodded firmly. At this moment, he seemed to have found light after clearing away the fog. "Yang Ge'er, you're right. For myself and for my brothers and sisters, I can't be so confused anymore. I have to plan more for the future."

"Are you discussing asking Zhao Ge'er to separate from his father?" Liu Jingwen heard some clues and asked.

"If we don't separate, do we have to wait for his father to bring the woman and children outside and wait for them to live well before enjoying all this?" Xia Yang said, "How can it be so easy? It's just that Zhao Ge'er is too honest. If I absolutely don't separate, they will come back and beat them out directly, and I won't give them anything."

Xia Yang was really angry. If there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather. What is this person thinking? Is he crazy or has he drunk too much muddleheaded soup?

He didn't want to work hard to help Wang Zhao build the greenhouse, and then his father and that woman would find out after he made money and come back to rob him.

"You should fight." Liu Jingwen hesitated and decided to go along with Xia Yang. Only if her husband goes along with her can things be smoothed over. "However, Zhao Ge'er may not be as good at fighting as you are.

We have to think about it in the long run." "Don't you want a foolproof plan?" Xia Yang knew that Wang Zhao could not do this, so he reminded him to consider dividing the family while the family situation was not good and his father regarded him as a burden. "Give his father some things, and he can go wherever he wants in the future, and don't come to get in the way."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen smiled faintly, "Yang Ge'er's method is good, and it is the best way at present, but it is still a little difficult."

"I know, it's just a matter of giving some gifts." Xia Yang said: "Find a few people whose words carry weight, the village chief, the clan leader or a respected person in the village, and let Zhao Ge'er go and sell some gifts. They will definitely get the share, it's just a matter of how much they get."

"I just want a house." Wang Zhao suddenly said: "I can go into the mountains to hunt, and I can also collect mountain products to sell, but I want a house. My mother passed away there."

"Yes, I must." Xia Yang patted his shoulder and comforted him, "As long as you have decided, it will be easy for us to handle this matter. After I finish building the greenhouse, I will find time to go to your village and get things done as soon as possible

so that you don't have to worry about it." "There is no rush for this matter, just plan it slowly." Liu Jingwen said, "As long as someone speaks for you, the house will be divided into you, and some land will be given as well. After

all, you need to be able to live." "That's right, don't worry about this, we will slowly find a way." Xia Yang said, "Your father and others are not coming back now, so hurry up and do the things in front of you."

As he said that, he stood up and said to Liu Jingwen, "We will go to help, you wait at home, I will come back to cook in a while."

"Don't move around, there are a lot of people working, and you don't need to help." Xia Yang told Liu Jingwen worriedly, "Little scholar, drink your tea well, I will be back in a while."

"Go ahead and do it." Liu Jingwen smiled and waved his hand, "I know, you can see me from there, right? What else can I do?"

Xia Yang called Wang Zhao, "Brother Zhao, go change your clothes first."

"Okay." Wang Zhao got up and went into the house in the direction he pointed, and changed his new clothes.

When they arrived at the place where the greenhouse was built, they saw the men in the village sweating profusely, working hard, none of them looked up to talk nonsense, all lowered their heads to work seriously.

"I haven't done this for a long time!" Xia Yang looked at the construction site and missed the modern times. "Let's go and help, warm up and sweat a little."

He took Wang Zhao over and followed the men to build the wall. His movements were skillful and fast, and he would point out Wang Zhao from time to time and teach him how to build the wall.

Wang Zhao listened carefully to Xia Yang's teachings, looked at him with envy and said, "Yang brother, you are so amazing, you know everything."

"If you don't know, you won't have food to eat." Xia Yang laid bricks quickly without raising his head. He would never forget the hardships and bitterness of the past. "In order to survive well, what else can we do except work?"

He looked up at Wang Zhao, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and smiled, "Fortunately, God is fair. As long as you work hard, you can always get a little gain. Even this little bit can allow us to survive if we make good use of it."

"Yeah." Wang Zhao nodded, his handsome and slightly pale face full of determination, "We can always survive as long as we don't give up."

"Haha." Xia Yang looked at his thin and frail appearance, chuckled, "Only those who endure hardships can become the best. We are not greedy. As long as we can survive, we can still rely on ourselves and work hard."

They worked while talking, without paying attention to the expressions of the men in the village who came to work. Each of them had a complicated expression.

Originally, this was a job for men, but now two young men came to do the same hard work as them, and they were no worse than them, which made their superiority feel a blow.

Wang Zhao was fine, judging from his posture, he had just learned it, but he was more capable and quick in his movements, and was a hardworking person.

But what about Xia Yang? Not only did he work faster than the men, but the words he gave to Wang Zhao were like those of a master teaching them, and he was completely like a master.

They had complicated looks in their eyes and were uneasy. They felt that their dignity as a man was trampled by a stupid young man who only knew how to fight with others at any time.

For a moment, no one in the whole open space looked up, and they all focused on the work in their hands, working hard as if they were competing with Xia Yang.

This situation was seen by Xia Yang, and a smile slowly appeared on his lips: Go ahead, go ahead, work hard, and I will build it faster.

"Brother Yang." Wang Zhao glanced around quietly, feeling that the men in Xia Yang's village were a little strange, different from those in his own village. "The men in your village are good, no one talks nonsense when working, but the men in our village are all outrageous, saying all kinds of nonsense, which makes us young men who follow and help feel embarrassed to listen. If we were not in trouble at home, we would never work with these men."

Xia Yang glanced at a few capable young men in the village not far away. They all gathered together to help mix mud, and kept a distance from the men.

He grinned unconsciously: It seems that this unwelcome young man, when he mixed with the men, no one gossiped. It is probably because he is not close to the young men and not close to the men.

"As long as they don't take off their shirts, they can say whatever they want." Xia Yang said: "If there is a young man here, they still talk nonsense, you will probably be much more honest if you just tear their mouths." "How can we beat a man." Wang Zhao heard what Xia Yang said, and shook his head in fear, "Some men are really bad, deliberately talking nonsense in front of the young man, if you say anything, they will get ready to fight, you can only endure it." Xia Yang shook his head and smiled, this can't be said, each person's problem, it can't be said that the men are not allowed to joke when there are young men around, they also use this to relieve fatigue. But talking too much, without any scruples, and even hitting people, is a character problem, it can only be said that it varies from person to person. "No wonder it's hard for young men to find work." Xia Yang said, "Some are not as capable as men due to their physical condition, so the boss specifically doesn't want them. Some are worried about their reputation and can't squeeze in with men for fear of ruining their reputation, so they can only find some jobs that pay little and men don't want to do." Wang Zhao lowered his head and said nothing, feeling sympathetic. If it weren't for this, how could he choose to go into the mountains to hunt, a path that men don't like or fear. He felt bitter in his heart, not knowing that a few young men playing with mud not far away were talking about them, "Brother Yang is really capable, no wonder he's not afraid of men. And that young man, who is as thin as us, dares to do the same work as men, and is not afraid of damaging his reputation."

"There's nothing I can do about it." A boy said, "My mother said that Yang did everything at home. It's probably because his family treated him badly and pushed everything onto him. No wonder he developed such a reckless character, like a man."

Xia Yang probably never dreamed that all his unreasonable words and deeds had been figured out by the villagers, because he was capable of managing the household and they found various reasons to cover up his unusual behavior.

Time passed slowly, and ten days later, they finished the work with all their might, and the greenhouse was completely built.

Half of the earth wall, the windows with water on them, and the skylight on the roof, the greenhouse was well lit, much brighter than the house at home.

Xia Yang looked at the two well-lit greenhouses, and was confidently ready to start transplanting and picking, and plant the cultivated vegetable seedlings and watermelon seedlings in the greenhouse.

Just as he was rubbing his hands and getting ready to start working, Ershu hurried to the greenhouse to find him, "Yang, the village chief and others are here."

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Chapter 35

"Village chief."

Xia Yang walked out of the greenhouse and saw the village chief and an old man in his sixties leaning on a cane, looking at the greenhouse with great interest. "Why are you here?"

Xia Yang smiled and waited for the village chief to speak. He glanced at the old man from the corner of his eyes. He wondered what they wanted to see him about?

"Nothing serious." The village chief smiled and said, "This is the head of our Liu family. I heard that you want to use this house to grow vegetables in the winter, so I want to come and take a look."

"Come in and take a look." Xia Yang knew what they were here for as soon as he heard it, and immediately invited them into the greenhouse. "I'm picking seedlings."

The seedlings were neatly arranged in the tidy place of the greenhouse, and it can be seen that Xia Yang is really good at growing vegetables.

"Not bad." The head of the Liu family looked at the seedlings that were picked, nodded and smiled, "The husband of Jingwen is indeed a capable and good boy."

His approving eyes fell on Xia Yang, and he kept nodding: Although he is a little stupid and ugly, he can make up for his shortcomings with hard work.

Xia Yang was not alert. The old man had a strange look in his eyes. He didn't know what he meant. He immediately smiled innocently, "Hehe, I just want to make more money by farming."

"Well, not bad." A kind smile appeared on the serious face of Chief Liu. "Although Chenghe is a bit of a slacker, he has seen the world. Jingwen is also very talented. It's not surprising that he knows that rich people grow vegetables in winter."

"You should work hard. It will be a great achievement if you succeed." Chief Liu said, "The village will also remember your contribution."

"?" Xia Yang looked strange: What? Growing vegetables is the credit of Father Liu and the young scholar, and it has nothing to do with me?

"Brother Yang," the village chief also said, "work hard and grow the vegetables well. This is something that can make a lot of money. You must be cautious and do your best."

"Oh," Xia Yang smiled helplessly, "Don't worry, clan leader and village leader, I will find a way to grow the vegetables well."

"What's wrong with your roof?" Clan leader Liu looked up at the top of the greenhouse, "I was wondering why there was so much light in the house. It turns out there is a secret here!"

He looked at the skylight and asked in confusion, "What if it rains or snows? The light will come into the house."

"No," Xia Yang said, "There is a baffle on top. It is opened during the day and covered at night. There is also a layer of tarpaulin and a layer of straw thatch to prevent rain and snow and keep warm."

He pointed outside the window again, "The window also has a baffle. Take it down during the day to let the sunlight into the greenhouse, and install the baffle at night to ensure the temperature."

"These are all secret methods!" Chief Liu listened carefully to every word of Xia Yang and sighed: "If we can keep this method, the prosperity of our Liujia Village is just around the corner."

Xia Yang's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Chief Liu with deep eyes: This old man is very thoughtful, he wanted to keep it secret before he even grew the vegetables.

"It's not a secret method." Xia Yang thought about it and decided not to make it so mysterious. "It's just that we try to give it the environment it needs to grow, and we find ways to make up for the growth conditions it needs."

"This is the secret method." Chief Liu stopped Xia Yang from continuing and said seriously, "We are all farmers, why can some people think of this, while others can't?"

"This is the person who does great things." Chief Liu straightened his back and said very proudly, "Why do I always follow Cheng He's nonsense? That's because he is a person who does great things. Their family lives well because of the money he earned outside, and even his parents and brothers benefit from it."

Xia Yang looked at him in a daze. He didn't know why the old man's mind turned so fast. Didn't he just talk about growing vegetables in the greenhouse? Why did he talk about Liu's father's deeds again?

Xia Yang touched his head and responded with a smile on his face. What can he do? Just listen to what you say! Maybe Chief Liu won't say anything if he asks a few questions.

"So!" Chief Liu looked at Xia Yang and solemnly instructed: "No matter what you know, don't tell anyone. You must keep the secret method of how to grow vegetables. Whether our village can change depends on whether you can grow vegetables."

"Yeah." Xia Yang nodded obediently, "I will definitely not tell anyone, but if others want to tell others, don't blame me. There are so many people and the news may have spread."

"Impossible." The village chief denied it flatly, "Since you want to build a house to grow vegetables, our whole village has discussed it together. No one will tell anyone. We are all waiting for you to grow it and make a fortune together."

Well! Xia Yang finally understood why there was such a big commotion here, but no one in the village came to talk about it. It turned out that they were all waiting for him to produce results so that they could follow.

He looked at Chief Liu carefully for a few times. The old man looked shrewd and should not be underestimated. His slightly squinting eyes could not hide the sharp edge in his eyes.

"I will plant well, don't worry, clan leader and village chief." Xia Yang vowed with an extremely serious attitude, hoping that they would leave quickly, as he still had a lot of things to do.

"One more thing." The village chief looked at the clan leader, and when he saw him nod, he looked at Xia Yang again and asked, "We heard that Jingwen's eye was harmed by someone, is this true?"

You just found out about this? Xia Yang wanted to roll his eyes at them, but he held back after thinking about it, wondering what they meant by asking this.

He told them everything, including Chen Bairun's family background, Liu Jingwen's concerns, and explained everything clearly without hiding anything.

"This kid, really!" Clan leader Liu stomped his feet in anger, "What's the difference between this and a murderous revenge, how can he not say it."

"I'm afraid of causing trouble for the village." Xia Yang's eyes turned, and he said very honestly: "The Chen family is rich and powerful, who can afford to offend them? Maybe he can't get revenge but will get into trouble."

Clan leader Liu coughed violently a few times in anger, and his face turned red and he was panting. He stroked his chest with his hand and said weakly to the village chief: "You talk to him."

"Clan leader, I'd better send you back first." Xia Yang looked at his weak appearance, afraid that something might happen to Clan leader Liu, "It won't be too late for the village chief to talk to me if there is anything."

"No need, we are here for this matter today." Clan leader Liu waved his hand and urged the village chief to speak quickly.

"We heard about this a long time ago. We wanted to ask Jingwen, but we were afraid of provoking his sadness." The village chief looked at the head of the Liu clan, knowing that he would definitely not agree if he didn't say it now, and said helplessly: "I thought I would wait for Chenghe to come back, but I didn't expect someone from the Chen family to come today."

It turned out that the Chen family sent someone to find the village chief and the head of the Liu clan, saying that their master heard about Liu Xiucai's situation and felt particularly sad and wanted to help.

He sent a hundred taels of silver notes, a few pieces of cloth and some supplements, and stated that their young master had come to see Liu Xiucai, but Liu Xiucai was so excited that he almost misunderstood. Master

Chen thought that Liu Xiucai must be too sad to be stimulated by such a thing, so he sent someone to send the silver notes and things to the village chief and the head of the clan. He

hoped that they would persuade him well, live a good life in the future, and never give up on themselves. If they have any difficulties, they can go to the Chen Mansion, and the Chen family will definitely help them.

And report to them a good news that Chen Xiucai has been engaged to the daughter of the county magistrate's family, and when they get married, they will definitely invite Liu Xiucai to drink the wedding wine.

Xia Yang narrowed his eyes: This is a way to appease and threaten, and also to stop the gossips. The Chen family's move also indicates that if Liu Jingwen really wants justice, they will definitely try their best to turn the tables.

"They just left the things and left, and we didn't even have a chance to refuse." The village chief sighed: "I don't want to disturb Jingwen, so I thought I would come to you to talk about this matter."

"There is nothing to discuss." Xia Yang flatly refused, "These things must not be taken, otherwise they may harm us again in the future."

"I'll go to the village chief's house tomorrow morning to get the banknotes and things." Xia Yang said, "After I deliver the food, I'll go to the Chen Mansion and deliver the things to them."

"Don't you need to ask Jingwen about this?" The village chief hesitated. He looked at Xia Yang and wondered how he could let a little boy make the decision. Even if he didn't ask the real boss, he had to find someone who could make the decision. "Why don't we wait a while and talk about this matter after Chenghe comes back?"

"We can't wait." Xia Yang said, "We must be quick. We can't let the Chen family release the news, otherwise they will be very passive."

"The young scholar said that he would not take anything from the Chen family." Xia Yang said, "Don't mention this to him, lest you think of Chen Bairun's ugly face again."

"This." The village chief was undecided and looked at the chief of the clan, Liu, to know his opinion. "Clan chief, what do you think?"

"What do I see?" The chief of the clan glared and said angrily, "Not even a child can think clearly. Can we take this thing? We must send it back as soon as possible, and don't accuse Jingwen of blackmailing the Chen family in the future."

"Okay." The village chief said to Xia Yang, "I'll send a few people to go with you tomorrow."

"No need." Xia Yang smiled, "It's just delivering something, there's no need to send so many people, Grandpa Liu and I can go."

...

At night, Xia Yang looked at Liu Jingwen lying next to him, and with the dim light of the moon shining into the room, he could see that he was still awake.

Xia Yang wanted to say something several times but couldn't help it in the end. He felt that no matter what the reason was, he shouldn't hide it from Liu Jingwen. "Little scholar, I have something to tell you."

"Yeah." Liu Jingwen didn't move. He still lay quietly and maintained a good sleeping posture. "What is it?"

"That." Xia Yang thought about it and decided to tell the truth. "The Chen family found the village chief and the clan leader and sent a lot of things."

He told Liu Jingwen what the village chief and others had done today, and repeated what he had said to Liu Jingwen. "I think we should listen to you. We shouldn't make the decision for you without you knowing."

"It's okay." Liu Jingwen was calm. He had thought about these things over and over again. "Whatever you do is for my own good. I know."

He was very glad that Xia Yang understood the importance of this matter, and was even more relieved that he could tell him, "Yang'er, no matter who of us has something to do, we should speak out and discuss it together. We are husband and wife."

Liu Jingwen stretched out his hand to Xia Yang, groping to hold his hand. Xia Yang wanted to avoid it, but didn't want to see Liu Jingwen reaching out to look for his hand everywhere.

He took the initiative to extend his hand, which was held by Liu Jingwen. He said sullenly, "Yeah, I know."

It was my hand that should be held, but now it's the other way around!

Xia Yang closed his eyes and didn't want to talk. Who knew that Liu Jingwen was in the mood, "Brother Yang, how about I go with you tomorrow?"

"No, I'll go by myself." Xia Yang refused. He didn't want Liu Jingwen to face these things. "Don't worry, I will definitely deliver the things and there won't be any problems."

"I know, I just don't want you to do everything alone, and I want to accompany you." Liu Jingwen sighed, "It's a pity that my eyes are blind and I can't see anything. I can only cause trouble for you."

"What are you talking about?" Xia Yang turned around and faced Liu Jingwen. He found that this little scholar liked to feel sad recently. Don't be depressed anymore. "I'm not afraid that you will be tired. I just want you to be happy every day. I like to see a smile on your lips. I don't want these things to disturb you and affect your mood." "Don't think so, really." Xia Yang looked sincere, not realizing how gentle he was at the moment, but just wanted to show his heart to Liu Jingwen, "Don't say you are blind anymore, I don't like it, it hurts." He gently stroked and touched Liu Jingwen's long and delicate fingertips, staring at him with his eyes closed and silent, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart. Such a beautiful person, suddenly fell from light to darkness, from a proud and upright person to having to compromise, what kind of experience is this. Xia Yang has not had this experience, he doesn't know and can't understand the taste, he only knows that Liu Jingwen must be very uncomfortable in his heart, but he hid it so well that no one noticed. At first Xia Yang thought he had accepted it, but the more he contacted, the more he realized that Liu Jingwen was not open-minded nor completely letting go, Liu Jingwen had his own pride. Even in this situation, Liu Jingwen did not completely compromise, maintaining his unknown pride, and trying to find a way to make another achievement. Xia Yang believed that he could do it, so he did not stop Liu Jingwen from doing what he wanted to do, silently accompanied him and supported him, pretending to know nothing. He just felt sorry for her and wanted to take good care of her, to let Liu Jingwen know that even if he did nothing, she would still be held high and loved in someone's heart. "Go to sleep." Liu Jingwen was silent for a long time, opened his mouth and closed it again. There were some things he said that he was afraid he could not turn back. "I know that Brother Yang is good to me." He raised the corners of his mouth and showed a smile. He grabbed Xia Yang's fingers and placed them tightly in his palm, and whispered: "Brother Yang, let's have a good dream." "Yeah." Xia Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and let him hold his fingers tightly. With his other hand, he picked up a cattail leaf fan and fanned Liu Jingwen. "You go to sleep first, I'll watch you. " ... "What is this?" Manager Wang pointed to a basket of things loaded on Xia Yang's ox cart and asked: "It doesn't look like vegetables?" "Of course not." Xia Yang sighed slightly: "It's someone else's stuff. I'll deliver it to them later." "Oh." Manager Wang instructed others, "Don't move this basket of things. Take down the basket of vegetables." Xia Yang looked at his back, thought for a while, and stepped forward and asked: "Uncle Wang, do you know where the Chen Mansion is?" "Chen Mansion?" Manager Wang was stunned, then looked at Xia Yang a few times, "Which Chen Mansion are you looking for?" "Chen Bairun, the home of Chen Xiucai." Xia Yang said. His face was sour, and he was in a bad mood. He said with an irritable mood: "That worthless guy is looking for trouble for me. I have to go to his home." "What's the matter?" Manager Wang became interested, raised his hand to support his chin, and looked like he was listening to gossip, "Can you tell me?" "What can't be said to Uncle Wang." Xia Yang looked at Manager Wang with a frank face, and his attitude was natural as if he didn't notice the deep meaning in Manager Wang's eyes, "Not only is Chen Bairun a worthless person, but no one in the Chen family is worthy of being a human being." He immediately recounted what happened yesterday, how the Chen family sent someone to say it, what was given, where it was sent and to whom it was handed over. He recounted everything in detail. "Who wants his stuff?" Xia Yang said with disgust: "Liu Xiucai said that he would rather die of poverty and starvation than take anything from the Chen family. He made it clear to that bastard Chen Bairun at the town entrance that day. It hasn't been long since he came out to disgust people again." "I don't know if that county magistrate is blind." Xia Yang was so angry that he had no place to vent his anger, so he cursed: "He betrothed his daughter to such a thing that is worse than pigs and dogs. How much money did he embezzle from the Chen family? He can even sell his own flesh and blood at will." "Ahem." Manager Wang's eyelids jumped and he coughed uncomfortably twice, "There are all kinds of people. Don't get angry about those things." "You go and send it. I'll ask someone to lead the way for you." He called a waiter, "Go, take this kid to the Chen Mansion and accompany him to send the things over." "Hehe." Xia Yang looked naive and honest, and smiled: "Uncle Wang, just tell me the place. Why do you need to send someone over?" "Our manager can't wait to hear gossip." The waiter winked at Xia Yang and said with a smile, "I will be the first to hear the news in person and report everything to the manager when I come back. Just wait for me."

"Get out of the way." Steward Wang slapped the waiter on the head, glared at the waiter and said seriously: "I asked you to do your job, but who asked you to watch the fun? Go quickly." The

waiter shrank his head, covered his head with one hand and waved to Xia Yang with the other, and laughed dryly: "Come on, I'll take you there."

Xia Yang smiled without saying a word, picked up the backpack on the car, "Uncle Wang, we'll go first and settle the bill when we come back."

...

"Brother Xiaoer, please help to knock on the door." When they arrived at the gate of Chen's mansion, Xia Yang looked at the passers-by around him and said to the waiter: "Ask Steward Chen to come out, he said someone will deliver something to the Chen Mansion."

"Okay." The waiter went to knock on the door excitedly. He couldn't wait to watch the show. He heard everything Xia Yang and Steward Wang said.

Xia Yang took off the basket on his back, placed the cloth and supplements one by one at the gate of Chen's house, turned around and bowed to the pedestrians on the street, saying: "Dear young and old men, ladies, aunts and sisters, please come and be witnesses."

"I believe you have heard about the affair between Chen Bairun, Chen Xiucai, and Liu Xiucai from Liujia Village." Xia Yang saw people slowly gathering at Chen's house, looking at him strangely, so he made it clear.

Without housekeeper Chen coming out, Xia Yang first gave a speech to everyone, exposing Chen Bairun's filthiness and viciousness, and told everyone everything.

He then told everyone about the man sent by the master of Chen's house, pointed to the things at the gate and said: "These are the things they sent, and now they are all sent back without any loss, please be witnesses."

When Xia Yang saw housekeeper Chen coming out, he knew that it was the person he was looking for at the signal of the waiter's eyes, and took out a silver note from his pocket.

"This is the hush money that the Chen Mansion gave to Scholar Liu. Now everyone can take a look." Xia Yang turned around to let the people around him see clearly. "Xiucai said that even if he died of poverty and starvation, he would not ask for anything from the Chen family, and would not give them an excuse to harm him again. He asked me to send the banknotes and things back to the Chen Mansion."

"Butler Chen." Xia Yang sneered, looked at him with disdain and said, "You threatened our village chief and clan leader yesterday, saying that the Chen Mansion had already formed an alliance with the county magistrate. Today I tell you that even if you form an alliance with everyone in the world, you can't stop Gouyou from talking, nor can you force Scholar Liu to cover up your evil deeds."

After he finished speaking, he threw the banknotes in Butler Chen's face, "Take back your stinky money, and never try to hide the truth. If Scholar Liu is threatened by you, wouldn't he become an accomplice of your Chen Mansion? Who knows how many students who are better than Chen Bairun will be killed in the future, and who knows how many good people will be harmed by your Chen Mansion."

"I'm going to say this today." Xia Yang pointed at Chen, the housekeeper, and didn't give him a chance to speak. "The law of nature is clear, and the eyes of the world are sharp. You vicious people will be brought to justice one day."

"Don't go to Liujia Village again, I warn you." Xia Yang finally said, "Otherwise, don't blame me for knocking on your door."

The author has something to say: Sorry! I just finished writing it, so I posted it late. Bow!

Chapter 36

"Hi!"

The waiter said to Xia Yang excitedly: "The housekeeper's face turned blue and black, then black and white, and his eyeballs were about to fall out of his head."

"You didn't even give him a chance to speak." The waiter laughed "Hahaha", patted Xia Yang on the shoulder and said: "You are amazing."

"I'm not here to listen to his nonsense, why should I let him speak." Xia Yang said lightly.

His eyes were solemn and his tone was indifferent, but he knew in his heart that he had completely torn his face, and he had to be cautious in the future.

"Alas!" Xia Yang was helpless. He didn't have the ability to kill the Chen family at once. He felt a suffocation in his chest, and he felt very uncomfortable just thinking about it.

He knew that after he came here, he had been cautious and muddled along, and even pretended to be stupid in order to reduce trouble.

This was because there was no one or thing he cared about here, and there was nothing that could make him care about, which fully showed that he didn't put Liu Jingwen in an important position.

But after yesterday, Xia Yang knew that Liu Jingwen had quietly entered his heart without knowing it, and he didn't want to even think that he was a little unhappy.

If Xia Yang hadn't tried so hard to control himself and turned around and left quickly after saying that, he would have wanted to beat up Butler Chen to vent his anger. He felt really uncomfortable because he couldn't vent this anger.

"By the way." The waiter suddenly slapped his head and asked curiously: "What is your relationship with Mr. Liu? Why did they ask you to come and deliver something?"

"Uh."

Xia Yang paused, avoided the waiter's gaze uncomfortably, put his fist to his lips and coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment and guilt, pretending to be nothing and said: "She is my wife."

"What?" The waiter exclaimed loudly, his eyes almost popped out, and pointed at Xia Yang in disbelief and said: "Mr. Liu, it's you, your wife."

"Yeah." Xia Yang nodded calmly, his body straightened up, his head held high and his chest looking straight ahead, "I treat him well, I am capable and willing to support him and take care of him, what's wrong with being my wife?" "

Oh." The waiter looked suspicious, his eyes fell on Xia Yang for a long time and refused to leave, and finally shook his head helplessly, "Yes, it's a good thing that someone is willing to support him, it's better than being despised by others."

"Mr. Liu is also a blessed man." The waiter said, "How many people have a bad ending when they fall into trouble. Now that he is married to you, you will never treat him badly. He will have someone to rely on in the future."

"That's right." Xia Yang smiled and his eyes became soft. "I buy him whatever he wants to eat, and his clothes are made of silk. Scholars like to drink tea, so I make it for him every day. As long as he wants or needs it, I will find a way to satisfy him."

"Good." The waiter was full of admiration and gave a thumbs up, praising, "Good job! No wonder the manager values ​​you so much. You are not only capable, but

also kind-hearted." "Our little scholar is good-looking and a good person." Xia Yang suddenly became interested and wanted to talk about Liu Jingwen.

So he praised the waiter a lot, "He waits for me in the yard every day. As soon as he hears my voice, his eyes light up immediately and are as beautiful as the stars in the sky." "He

has a bright smile on his face and looks anxious, as if he hasn't seen me for a long time. He is happily waiting for me to go over and talk to him. I especially like his smile."

"As long as he frowns, I get nervous. I don't know what makes him unhappy. I wish I could hold him in the palm of my hand, coax him and make him laugh more happily."

"Okay." The waiter sighed, "I don't know if Liu Xiucai was lucky in his previous life to meet you. Even if his eyes are fine, no one would treat him like this."

The two of them got along well and returned to the restaurant happily, "Uncle Wang, we are back."

Xia Yang happily found Manager Wang, and while reaching out to take the money from selling vegetables, he said, "Uncle Wang, what do you think the county magistrate is thinking? How could he marry his daughter to a man like Chen Bairun? Is this daughter not his biological daughter?"

"Even if she is not his biological daughter, they are still father and daughter. How could he be so mean and treat her so badly?" Xia Yang kept mumbling, looking puzzled.

"Uncle Wang, don't you think he is ashamed?" Xia Yang saw that Steward Wang frowned and ignored him with a dark face, standing beside him without leaving, "This is absolutely true, can the marriage between their two families have a good result? Aren't they afraid of being laughed at by the world?"

"More." Xia Yang looked thoughtful, with doubts in his dark eyes, "Even if the county magistrate does not believe this, the Chen family must produce evidence or openly stand up and say that this matter has nothing to do with them before the marriage? Taking a step back, the county magistrate should also send someone to understand the real situation from the side?"

"Are you done yet, kid?" Steward Wang's face was dark as if covered by a layer of dark clouds, and he looked at Xia Yang impatiently, "You keep talking about this all day long, are you idle and have nothing to do?"

"Steward, steward." The waiter on the side hurriedly interrupted and said with a smile: "You don't know, this kid's wife is Liu Xiucai, no wonder he is so angry, this matter can't be let go no matter who it happens to."

"What did you say?" Manager Wang suddenly paused, pointing at the waiter and said, "Say what you just said again."

"Uncle Wang." Xia Yang's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly smiled and said, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Before leaving, he gave the waiter a wink, indicating that he should not forget his agreement with him, and then left openly. Manager Wang called him from behind, but

he pretended not to hear him. "Go ahead." Manager Wang did not stop Xia Yang,

but turned around and asked the waiter again, "What did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly." "Oh oh." The waiter's eyes dodged. He promised Xia Yang not to tell anyone about his relationship with Liu Xiucai. "That kid and Liu Xiucai are from the same village, they know each other."

"Don't I know about this?" Manager Wang pointed his finger at his forehead, "Do I hire people at will without asking for any information?"

"Yes!" The waiter took two steps back, clapped his hands and said, "Manager, you know this, I don't need to tell you."

After he finished speaking, he ran away with oil on the soles of his shoes, leaving Manager Wang laughing helplessly: This kid dares to say anything, and he thinks he knows nothing!

...

The housekeeper of Chen's house saw Xia Yang walking away, but he didn't dare to stop him. If he was not mistaken, the people following him were from the "Fu Ke Lai" restaurant.

This was someone their master couldn't afford to offend. He could only watch Xia Yang trample the Chen's house into the mud, and he didn't say a word to let him get away.

"What are you looking at, what are you looking at?" He directed his anger at the people around him, "Get out, all of you, is this the place where you can stay in Chen's house?"

"Let them all get out." Housekeeper Chen called people and asked them to drive the people away.

Seeing the things Xia Yang had put on the ground that he had personally delivered to Liujia Village, he was so angry that his chest was heaving, and finally stomped his feet, "Put them all away, you are simply ungrateful."

He hurried into the house, and as he walked, he ordered: "Prepare the car, I'm going to the county town."

Housekeeper Chen didn't dare to delay. His young master had just got engaged, and the master sent him back to handle this matter. Now that it has become so chaotic, he has to ask the master and the young master for advice.

He rushed all the way to the county town and arrived at the Chen Mansion in the county town without stopping, "Master, Master, something happened."

"Why are you yelling?" Master Chen heard him yelling, and was annoyed. He slammed the table and scolded: "Look at you, this is how a steward of the Chen Mansion is, you have no rules at all."

"Yes, yes, master is right, I lost my temper." Steward Chen did not bother to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and immediately lowered his head and bent over to report to Master Chen, "Master, that scholar Liu was ungrateful and asked someone to send all the banknotes and things back." He did not dare to delay, nor did he dare to make up stories. He told the story of Xia Yang going to the Chen Mansion to deliver things, and what he said and did, without any more or less.

"You said someone from Fu Ke Lai accompanied him?" Master Chen's expression was solemn. He didn't care about Liu Jingwen, but he didn't dare to provoke someone from Fu Ke Lai. "Who was that person?"

"I don't know." Butler Chen paused. "I came to report to you in a hurry, but I haven't sent anyone to inquire. I will go back and find out for myself."

"Don't worry." Master Chen smiled gloomily on his fat face and tapped the table lightly with his fingers. "First, find the young master."

"Yes, Master." Butler Chen looked at the smile on his face and felt a chill in his back. He didn't know what sinister idea the master had come up with.

"Come here." Master Chen called his followers and ordered, "Pack up your things and we'll go to the city."

"Yes." The followers obeyed and retreated.

"Humph." Master Chen looked at the empty study and sneered, "A useless little scholar wants to fight me. He is simply courting death."

He was fat, weighing about 200 pounds. His fat face showed a sinister look, and his eyes, which were originally as small as beans, narrowed into a slit.

He secretly calculated the gains and losses in his heart. He was afraid that the marriage with the county magistrate's family would fail. He had been hiding in the mansion with his son, not daring to go out, despite the rumors outside.

Now that he had been engaged with the county magistrate's family, Master Chen couldn't wait to send someone to humiliate Liu Jingwen. It was a good idea. He could warn Liu Jingwen and vent his anger.

He could also take this opportunity to leave Liu Jingwen with a handle, so that Liu Jingwen would not be able to refute any crime he wanted to put on him in the future.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not fooled and could withstand the temptation of money. Instead, he took the challenge and made it public, making him particularly passive now.

Although he had a way to suppress it, Master Chen was afraid of Fu Kelai and didn't know what his relationship with Liu Jingwen was. He couldn't rush this matter.

There was also the county magistrate. If he heard the news and changed his mind, he would suffer greater losses. It seemed that he could only leave temporarily to avoid the limelight and find a backer.

"Dad." Chen Bairun's face was flushed from drinking. He staggered back to see Master Chen, "Why did you call your son back? I'm drinking with the county magistrate's son."

He sat crookedly opposite Master Chen, his eyes were blurred and his speech was a little unclear. He said with a smug look: "Some time ago, when I came back from the town, although the county magistrate's son didn't change much, he didn't come after several invitations."

"I just got married into the county magistrate's family, and he came." Chen Bairun slapped the table and laughed, "Hahaha, even those people who were hiding aside and gossiping about me are rushing to curry favor with me, and no longer mention Liu Xiucai, hahaha." Master Chen did not stop him. Looking at his son's complacent and crazy look, he thought he should make him happy. Ever since the matter of Liu Xiucai came out, the life of their father and son has not been easy. "Dad." Chen Bairun had laughed enough, and after venting his drunkenness, he was a little sober. "What do you want to talk to me about? I have someone to invite tonight, and they are all people I can't get close to normally." "Something happened in the town." Master Chen sighed. Just when he was about to be proud, they had to stay out of the spotlight for a while. "The matter of Mr. Liu is getting bigger and bigger." He told his son what the housekeeper Chen had reported, and shook his head helplessly, "Don't be afraid of him. The main thing is that we haven't found out what the relationship between Mr. Liu and Fu Kelai is, and we have to prevent the county magistrate from going back on his word." "Then, what should we do?" Chen Bairun was frightened and sobered up immediately. He was so anxious that he spoke incoherently, "Dad, Dad, what should we do? I spent so much effort to suppress Liu Jingwen, and it was so hard to get close to the county magistrate. What if, what if..." "What's the hurry?" Master Chen's face darkened. He was also upset and scolded: "I can still let that blind man destroy it. He can forget about it. Liu Jingwen doesn't have that fate at all." After he said this, Chen Bairun calmed down, frowned and thought: Yes! What he has now should belong to Liu Jingwen, but he took it away from him. He just doesn't have that fate. "Let's go to the prefecture." Master Chen made a prompt decision and said to Chen Bairun: "If we leave the county, no matter what kind of backer Liu Jingwen finds, or the county magistrate wants to regret and cancel the engagement, they won't be able to find us. Let's see what they can do." "But, but my studies?" Chen Bairun was shocked. Is he going to escape? Not really? "Wouldn't it be better to go to the city where there are better academies and better teachers?" Master Chen said, "That's perfect. I've long wanted to develop in the city, and this time I've been given the opportunity to make up my mind." "Wait until we come back." Master Chen sneered, looking in the direction of the town and said, "Either we bring the power to overwhelm this place, or we solve the problems of Fu Kelai or the county magistrate's family. We can't do nothing." What they didn't know was that a few days after they left, a group of people came to the county magistrate's mansion, led by an old man in his sixties, who broke in aggressively. "You are the virgin." When the old man saw the county, he raised his stick and greeted him. "How did our family go out like you, I killed you today." "Dad, Dad." The county's dad was not soft at all, "What's wrong with you?" Patched his mouth, "You dare to get married with that kind of vicious family. I think you are fascinated by money and forget that you are a farmer." "Poor. " He knew his own limitations. Otherwise, he would not have married into the Chen family, hoping to borrow their financial resources to live a better life, or to use their connections to get a better life. His life would be over. "If I have to live in poverty, why do I still serve as an official?" The county magistrate said aggrievedly, looking at his brothers and sisters: "Are you willing to stay in the countryside for the rest of your life and work hard on the land every day?" "Yes." The eldest brother and his brothers and sisters looked at the county magistrate calmly, "We don't have to worry about food and clothing, and our children can go to school. These are enough for us to enjoy." "Humph." The old man sneered and looked at his most promising son, "You have been the county magistrate for so many years, what have you given to me and your brothers? We serve as officials for you, and we have to weigh our words carefully, for fear that we will get you into trouble if we say something wrong." "But what about you?" The old man questioned the county magistrate, his most promising son, "What have you given us and done for us?" The county magistrate heard his father's questioning and stepped back dejectedly. He suddenly remembered that he really didn't give anything to the family and only cared about himself. Because he knew that they could eat and wear warm clothes, he didn't want to help his family at all, and he hadn't even gone back to see his family for many years. "I, I." The county magistrate couldn't say anything, and he lowered his head and didn't have the face to see his relatives. "I thought you were all doing well. I am poor here and I am always looked down upon by others." "So what if they look down upon me?" The old man sighed. He had felt that his son was possessed by a ghost. "Think about your background, and think about how a poor scholar like you can be an official. Who dares to touch you?" "Didn't you say that the county magistrate would also look up to you?" The old man found a chair to sit down helplessly, and said with regret: "Zhiheng said that being a county magistrate is not bad. You don't have to bear too much responsibility. It will be beneficial to you." The old man's anger subsided, and the others no longer looked cold and stern. They all found a place to sit down, but their faces were still not good. "Cancel the marriage, we can't wait a day." The old man said, "Go today and let your brothers follow you. If you don't get this done, you can't be an official anymore. I can't let you bring shame to our family." The county magistrate had no choice but to anger his father, so he ordered the housekeeper to send the betrothal gifts to the Chen Mansion. Unfortunately, the Chen Mansion was already deserted.

The engagement could not be cancelled without the person, but the county magistrate's brothers were afraid that this incident would bring trouble to their family in the future, so they deliberately publicized the cancellation of the engagement in front of the Chen Mansion.

For a while, the county town was talking about this matter after dinner, and once again pushed Chen Bairun's evil deeds to the world from the side, which was considered to be a confirmation of his assassination of Liu Jingwen.

Otherwise, why did the county magistrate's family cancel the engagement just a few days after the engagement?

Especially the county magistrate's brothers, who kept saying that the Chen family had a bad reputation, and this Chen Xiucai was even more bad-mannered and vicious. Our family should not be ruined by such a family for generations.

The county magistrate must have found some evidence to regret the engagement and cancel the engagement, otherwise how could it be so big, and no one in the Chen Mansion could be found.

What does this mean? Fleeing for fear of crime.

...

At this moment, Xia Yang didn't know these things, because of his temporary thoughts and temptations, he gave himself and Liu Jingwen a break.

No one will bother them in the short term. He has been watching over the two greenhouses these days. After the transplanted seedlings are not problematic,

he will let Ershu take care of the greenhouse where vegetables are grown, and he will focus on the greenhouse where watermelons are grown, which is where the big money is made.

"Little scholar." Xia Yang saw that Liu Jingwen and Wang Hao had been in the house and had not come out, so he specially sent a plate of snacks over, "You should eat something and rest for a while."

"Okay." Liu Jingwen readily agreed and said to Wang Hao, "Brother Wang, take a rest first."

"Yeah." Wang Hao nodded in response, and thanked Xia Yang, "Thank you, Brother Yang."

"Mr. Wang, you are polite." Xia Yang smiled and took the opportunity to sit next to Liu Jingwen, "Your shoulders are tired, do you want me to massage them?"

"I don't write, how can my shoulders be uncomfortable." Liu Jingwen smiled and refused.

There are outsiders here! It's not good for a husband to be too enthusiastic.

Wang Hao looked at the couple, smiled and shook his head, "Your house is about to be built, right? When? Do you have enough materials?"

"Next month, it will take a few days before we can start construction." Xia Yang said: "Prepare the materials now. It will be cold when we finish building, and we can move in."

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Chapter 37

"Little scholar, how many rooms should we build?"

Xia Yang took a piece of paper and burned a small wooden stick as thick as a finger to use as a pen, writing and drawing on it.

"Just enough for us to live in." Liu Jingwen said casually: "Is there enough silver?"

"Enough." Xia Yang didn't look up, and drew the house he wanted to build on the paper, "We will build a blue brick and red tile house." "Brick

and tile house?" Liu Jingwen moved his fingers slightly, turned his head and looked at Xia Yang, "It will cost a lot of silver."

"Yeah." Xia Yang said: "We will build seven rooms, I calculated that the silver is enough."

He planned to build it according to the situation of a building, unlike the current farmhouses, where all the houses are lined up in a row, and even the kitchen and bathroom are built together.

"We'll build you a study room, and we'll also have a large bedroom with a cloakroom and bathroom." Xia Yang introduced his layout to Liu Jingwen, "a living room, a guest room, a kitchen, and the remaining room is divided into two, which is a bathroom and a storage room."

"We'll build large rooms for all seven of these." Xia Yang said, "Although there are only two of us, they also need to be spacious and bright, so that we can live more comfortably."

"Take a look, is there anything else you need or something I didn't think of?" Xia Yang asked Liu Jingwen, "Remind me, don't forget where it is."

"Not bad." Liu Jingwen's facial expression did not change when he heard Xia Yang's words, but his heart was surging, "I like it when I hear it, let's build it according to what you said."

He only knew about the main hall, the wing room, and the like, and he was not unfamiliar with the study, but what were the bathroom, the storage room, and the cloakroom?

Liu Jingwen could guess based on the name, but it was too novel and it was the first time he heard of it. Maybe Xia Yang named it himself?

"I'm looking forward to it." Liu Jingwen thought of this and no longer thought about those trivial things. Xia Yang was building a home for the two of them, "I really hope to move in soon."

"Don't worry." Xia Yang looked up and saw Liu Jingwen's expectant expression, "I will definitely finish it as soon as possible so we can move in early."

He calculated that it was just September now and the rice would be harvested in early October, so the house had to be built during this period so they could move in when the village was busy with the autumn harvest.

"One month." Xia Yang said, "I will prepare the materials tomorrow and then order the furniture. It just so happens that the greenhouse is not busy now, so we have plenty of time."

He went to the restaurant to deliver food the next day and saw Manager Wang, "Uncle Wang, do you know anyone who builds houses?"

"You build houses?" Manager Wang asked, "Wouldn't it be cheaper to find someone in the village?"

"I want to build a brick and tile house, and I have to hurry." Xia Yang said, "I want to find someone who can do the job properly and build a better house."

"Go find Zhang Liu. Many of his subordinates are good." Manager Wang said, "Just say that I introduced you."

"Thank you, Uncle Wang." Xia Yang smiled and said, "There is one more thing I want to tell you. Do you know if the restaurant collects vegetables in winter?"

"Collect vegetables in winter?" Manager Wang was confused for a moment, and then he suddenly realized, "You are asking about autumn vegetables, so of course they collect them. I'll leave it to you."

He smiled and said, "We have a cellar here, and we collect them and put them in there. I'll tell you the quantity and price when the time comes. How much you can earn depends on your own ability."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Xia Yang knew that if he wanted to ask someone for help, he had to give them some benefits, and Manager Wang had helped him a lot, so he informed him in advance, "I planted some vegetables, and they're just right for harvesting in winter. They'll be delivered around the end of October."

"Harvest vegetables in winter?" Manager Wang's eyes lit up, hoping it was what he thought, "But those vegetables planted in summer?"

"Yes." Xia Yang smiled, "Everyone says you can't grow vegetables in winter, but I heard that some wealthy families can grow them, so I asked around and tried to grow some myself. Now it seems pretty good."

"You?" Manager Wang opened his mouth to speak, but closed it silently. After thinking for a moment, he said, "If you can grow them, I'll buy them, and you won't lose money at the price."

"I knew that Uncle Wang wouldn't lose money on me." Xia Yang grinned twice, looked at Manager Wang with trust, "Uncle Wang, I'll leave first."

"Wait a minute, I'll settle the bill for you and take you to find Zhang Liu." Manager Wang turned around to get the money and asked Xia Yang to wait for him for a while.

...

"Zhang Liu." Manager Wang brought Xia Yang to Zhang Liu's house and asked him to open the door, saying, "I'll introduce a business to you."

"Manager Wang, I'm a rare guest." Zhang Liu clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Thank you for your care. Thank you."

Xia Yang looked at Zhang Liu, who was more than 1.8 meters tall, about the same height as the young scholar, but he was a few inches shorter than him.

He was strong and muscular, with a body of muscles hidden in his clothes. His handsome face was scarred, with a two-inch long knife wound on his left cheek.

If you ignore the scar, he is really a good-looking man, with sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes like bright moons, a nose like a hanging gallbladder, a firm face, and a straight and upright posture.

Xia Yang secretly compared himself with Zhang Liu. In terms of appearance, he was not half inferior to Zhang Liu. They were just different types. He was a tough guy with a bold and generous personality.

He touched his face and thought narcissistically: Although Zhang Liu looked good, he was not masculine, unlike himself who was so bold and generous.

"This is Xia Yang, from Liujia Village." Manager Wang exchanged a few pleasantries with Zhang Liu and introduced them to each other. "This is Zhang Liu, who is very famous in several nearby towns. Rich families also look for him when they build houses."

"Brother Zhang." Xia Yang bowed and said, "Please take care of me."

"No problem." Zhang Liu returned the greeting and extended his hand to invite them in. "Please come in, we'll talk inside."

Xia Yang and Manager Wang went in. As soon as they sat down, someone came to serve tea. Zhang Liu said, "Please have some tea, both of you."

Xia Yang picked up the teacup and took a sip. He didn't like the bitter taste, so he just drank it out of courtesy. "I came here today to ask Brother Zhang to help build a house."

He got straight to the point and took out the design drawing he drew from his arms. "Brother Zhang, see if it can be built."

Zhang Liu took the drawing he drew, looked at it for a few seconds and frowned a little, and asked, "Is it built according to your drawing?"

"Just build it like this. It's marked above." Xia Yang pointed at the blueprint. "Study, main room..."

He pointed them out to Zhang Liu one by one. "I plan to build a brick and tile house. The structure of the house is different from those in the village, so I want to find professionals to help build the house."

"It's indeed different." Zhang Liu looked at the blueprint carefully, pointed to one place and asked, "What is this?"

"This is a closet, built directly on the wall." Xia Yang said, "This is a bathroom, the kind that can flush."

​​He wanted to build a toilet and bathroom in his own house, and specifically marked the place and the space that needed to be reserved. "Dig a hole in this place and find a place that fires pottery to make pipes and special utensils. I've already drawn a map. The pool needed for bathing is also made of pottery, and the water can be directly discharged through the pipes."

"Interesting." Zhang Liu smiled, put down the blueprint and said, "No matter what kind of house you build, we can take it, but you should know that the price of asking us to build a house is different from that in your village. It will be much more expensive."

"How much?" Xia Yang asked.

"Well." Zhang Liu thought for a moment and said, "I should charge you 15 taels. With the respect of Manager Wang, I will charge you 12 taels. It's just hard-earned money."

"Yes." Xia Yang nodded. This price was very low. He had already inquired about it. "How long will the construction period be?"

"More than half a month." Zhang Liu said, "The main reason is that the house you built is complicated. If half a month is usually enough, yours may take a few more days."

"Yes." Xia Yang understood, "I wonder if you can include the materials here?"

"Of course." Zhang Liu said, "Are you going to include the carpentry and pottery making as well?"

"If Brother Zhang can help, I will naturally do it for you as well." Xia Yang smiled, "This way I will save a lot of trouble."

"Sure, the prices for bricks, tiles and wood are the same as if you bought them yourself, and I won't charge you a penny more." Zhang Liu smiled faintly, "But the pottery making may be more expensive. After all, I don't know if the things you want can be made in ordinary places. I still have to ask who can take it and how much it costs."

"Then it's settled." Xia Yang agreed readily. These people who take jobs everywhere have their own connections, which saves time compared to going from house to house by yourself. "How much is the deposit?" "Let's see where you want to build your house first." Zhang Liu said, "For the sake of Manager Wang, I will waive the travel expenses for delivering the materials, and this is the only preferential treatment I can give you." "Thank you, Brother Zhang." Xia Yang smiled heartily, "Thank you for everything, Brother Zhang. I wonder when Brother Zhang will go to Liujia Village to look for a place?" "You can have time anytime, even now." Zhang Liu was impressed by Xia Yang's straightforwardness and his willingness to argue. "After you have looked at the site and calculated the amount of materials needed, you can start making arrangements to start work as soon as possible." "Then let's go now." Xia Yang stood up and said, "I'm going back to the village, so we can take a bullock cart together." "Okay, wait for me." He turned and left, calling over a man in the yard and giving him a few instructions, "Tell Daxiong and the others to start work, gather everyone here, I'll go check out the site now." "Got it." Zhang Quan said. "Let's go, brother." Zhang Liu stood outside and waved, signaling Xia Yang that he could leave. "Uncle Wang, thank you for your help." Xia Yang and Steward Wang came out and said to him, "Let the second grandfather drive you back first, and we will wait for him at the entrance of the town." "I still need to take a car for these few steps." Steward Wang waved his hand and said, "You go your own way, don't worry about me." He looked at Xia Yang again and smiled, "You are a good kid, you dare to think and do, I hope you can grow these vegetables, and you will get rich in the future." " Thank you for your good words." Xia Yang smiled and bowed, "I also hope that Uncle Wang will make a lot of money and achieve his wishes." "Okay, I'll go first." Steward Wang looked at Zhang Liu again, "Sixth brother, I'm leaving this kid's matter to you, please take care of him." "Of course." Zhang Liu smiled and said, "With Steward Wang here, I will take care of him without you saying anything." ... "Brother Zhao?" Xia Yang and his companions were returning to the village. When they passed by the village at the foot of the mountain, they saw Wang Zhao waiting for them by the official road. "What's wrong with you?" Xia Yang jumped out of the car in a hurry and saw that Wang Zhao was in a dishevel, with a few strands of hair scattered and his eyes were red, obviously he had been crying. The most infuriating thing was the slap mark on his face. "Who hit you?" Xia Yang grabbed him angrily, "Come on, take me to find him." "I can't find him, it's useless." Wang Zhao opened his mouth and tears couldn't help but flow down, crying: "Yang brother, the family can't be divided, I gave gifts to the village chief and others in vain." " Who said that?" Xia Yang glared, furious, "I want to see why this family can't be divided." "Second Grandpa." Xia Yang turned his head, "Please go back and tell the little scholar that I came to find Zhao brother for something, and tell him not to worry." "Got it." Second Grandpa Liu looked at Wang Zhao, with sympathy in his eyes, and said: "Yang brother, help if you can, and don't fight. This is not our village." "It's okay." Xia Yang waved his hand at him indifferently, and looked at Zhang Liu and said: "I'm sorry! Brother Zhang. I have something to do here, let the second grandfather take you to see the place, and I will come to find you tomorrow." "Little brother, you're welcome." Zhang Liu said with a smile: "If you have something to do, just go and do it. I have to calculate the materials after I look at the place. It's not too late to talk about it when you have time another day." "Okay, I'll go first." Xia Yang bowed and smiled apologetically. "Alas!" Second Grandpa Liu looked at his back, shook his head worriedly, and shouted from behind: "Brother Yang, don't fight. If you fight one of them, the whole village will fight, and you can't fight them by yourself." "Don't worry." Zhang Liu felt funny when he heard what Second Grandpa said, "It's not a big deal, but he can still fight with the whole village." "This kid is a bit fierce." Second Grandpa said: "No matter how many people dare to fight, he is not afraid of even men." The author has something to say:

Chapter 38

"Zhao'er." Xia Yang saw him crying, his eyes full of despair and helplessness, "Don't cry, there will be a way."

"No, really not." Wang Zhao had been strong and didn't say anything, hiding everything in his heart. At this moment, he felt as if he had died. "My father is like this, they also protect him, and no one thinks about us at all."

"Don't cry first, tell me what happened?" Xia Yang said: "Who beat you and why?"

"Because I want to divide the family." Wang Zhao wiped his tears and choked up: "They all disagree."

It turned out that Wang Zhao went to the village chief and the clan leader, hoping that they could help to divide the family and ensure that they would have the capital to survive even if the stepmother came in. As a

result, the village chief and the clan leader all disagreed, and only after Wang Zhao's repeated pleadings did they give in. If his grandparents didn't object, they would be witnesses.

Wang Zhao went to his grandparents to tell him about this matter. Not only was he scolded by his grandfather, but his grandmother actually beat him like crazy, saying that he was unfilial and wanted to occupy the family property.

"Are you stupid?" Xia Yang's anger was burning in his heart. He looked at Wang Zhao with a look of disappointment and said, "How could you let an old lady hit you? You can't fight back and run away?"

"If I run away, she will come to my house to make trouble." Wang Zhao said aggrievedly.

"I think you are afraid that she will take the opportunity to drive you out, so you want to compromise." Xia Yang couldn't understand what he meant, and sighed in his heart.

"I, I." Wang Zhao was hit by what he said, and lowered his head in shame, "I know I am incompetent."

"It's not your fault." Xia Yang also understood that this world will always take care of the weak, "You have done well enough."

He himself has also experienced hardships, but it is much better than Wang Zhao. After all, he has parents and is not in this feudal and backward era.

Xia Yang used to complain about why he was so hard and why his family was so poor. It was not until he entered society that he realized that he was still lucky.

"We have come to this point, we can't retreat." Xia Yang frowned and thought, looking for a way out of the predicament, "For your sake, I have to fight for it in the future."

"I know." Wang Zhao's voice was hoarse. He knew that if they couldn't split up the family, if his father brought his stepmother back in the future, they would not have a good life.

Even if Xia Yang didn't remind him, Wang Zhao knew it in his heart, but he was too weak and didn't have the confidence to take this step.

"Where are the people in your village?" Xia Yang and his friends came down from the official road and walked on the small road at the entrance of the village. "Don't everyone like to gather at the entrance of the village to play?"

There was no one at the entrance of the village at the foot of the mountain. There were only a few lonely trees standing at the entrance of the village. Xia Yang felt strange and inconsistent with the situation in his village.

"I don't know." Wang Zhao looked at the empty entrance of the village and said with some doubts: "There were still people here when I came out, but I was away for more than half an hour."

As they were talking, an uncle came out of the village. He looked about forty years old and ran over hurriedly when he saw Wang Zhao.

"Brother Zhao, where have you been?" The uncle said, "Your grandmother went to the village chief to make a scene, saying that you are unfilial and she wants to take back the land. She can't support you ungrateful people."

"What?" Wang Zhao was shocked and turned to look at Xia Yang in panic, "Brother Yang."

"Don't worry, don't worry." Xia Yang said, "Let's go and see first. It happens that she and the village chief are together, so we don't have to go to find her alone."

"Yes, go and see her quickly." The uncle also urged Wang Zhao to go quickly, "I don't know why your grandmother is crazy. How can you brothers live if she takes the land away?"

"Alas!" This is someone else's family's business, and he can't say anything. He sighed and turned away.

Xia Yang and Wang Zhao ran to the vicinity of the village chief's house, and saw the villagers gathered there from a distance. The sound of an old lady crying came to their ears.

"Don't be afraid, if she makes a fuss you will make a fuss too." Xia Yang comforted Wang Zhao, "Even if you compromise now, you can't necessarily avoid it. The same result will happen when your father comes back."

"I know." Wang Zhao was so nervous that he had difficulty breathing and gasped a few times. "I'm just worried about the newly built greenhouse in the yard and the strawberries I planted."

As he spoke, tears were about to flow down again. That was all his fortune. If his grandmother took it away, he would not be able to live anymore.

"No." Xia Yang put his hands on his shoulders and comforted him: "If she dares to take the land and the house, go to the government to file a complaint."

"You have to raise the child once you give birth to it." Xia Yang looked fierce, "If you don't want to raise it, don't give birth to it.

The worst that can happen is that both of us will die." "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Xia Yang shook his shoulders and saw that Wang Zhao's eyes were pale and bloodless, and he looked scared. "No matter what time it is, I will help you."

Xia Yang pulled him into the crowd, "Make way, everyone, let us pass."

They rushed into the circle of villagers and saw an old lady sitting on the ground crying, and an old man in his fifties standing impatiently in front of her.

"Wow! What a lively scene." Xia Yang suddenly said this in a sarcastic tone, attracting everyone's attention. He raised his arm to touch Wang Zhao, "This is your grandmother. No wonder she raised a son like your father."

"Everyone in the surrounding villages knows that your village at the foot of the mountain is famous." Xia Yang crossed his arms with a sarcastic smile on his face, "Shameless, having an affair without a matchmaker, and abandoning your children. It's the greatest honor."

He glanced at the village chief, and his face turned visibly black. He laughed in his heart: Isn't he a man of rules and etiquette, and always talks about propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame!

"When Shanxia Village is mentioned, everyone praises it. This glorious deed makes our villages envious," Xia Yang ignored the surprised and angry looks of the villagers, and continued: "It's a pity that our villages are not motivated and can't do it. It's your Shanxia Village that is great and has this unique and fine tradition."

"Which village are you from?" The village chief's chest heaved rapidly. Fearing that Xia Yang's words would become more and more unpleasant, he suppressed his anger and said: "Why did you come to our village?"

"Aren't you here to watch the fun?" Xia Yang said: "Seeing Zhao Ge'er being beaten so badly, I came here to see what else your village can do that will become famous. Learn from it, and let our village do the same when you go back. Otherwise, how can our village become famous and known to everyone!"

The eyes of the village chief and the villagers fell on Wang Zhao. They saw that his hair was disheveled, his eyes were red and swollen, and there were obvious slap marks on his face. They immediately realized that it was Grandma Wang who beat him. "You little bastard." Grandma Wang Zhao immediately got up from the ground, pointed at Wang Zhao and cursed: "Where did you hook up with such a man? You actually brought shame to the village." "Hey hey." Xia Yang stepped forward with a smile. This old lady was really turning the tables, "Where is your son? Why are you venting your anger on your grandson?" "Even if you throw dirty water on your grandson, you can't cover up the dirty deeds of your Wang Laoer. You'd better wake up and divide the family and live your own lives in the future." "Bah!" Old lady Wang spat on the ground fiercely, "Let him give up on this idea. This family will never be divided. I'll let them get out today." "Get out if you say so." Xia Yang's face suddenly sank, and his dark and deep eyes looked at old lady Wang steadily, "Do you have the final say?" "If you give birth to a child, you have to raise it. If you don't want to raise it, don't give birth to it." Xia Yang suddenly showed a fierce momentum, scaring the old lady back several steps. "If you can send them back to their mother's belly, then this family will not be divided." "I tell you." Xia Yang pointed at the old lady and said, "If you dare to say one more word, I will make your son leave the house. He is not worthy of being a father."

He was strong and upright, nearly 1.8 meters tall, standing there with full momentum, looking unreasonable, which stunned everyone in the village at the foot of the mountain.

Don't know who Xia Yang is? Why would he come to care about this matter?

Old Mrs. Wang was thin and dry. She was staring with her eyes wide open and ready to make a scene, but now she was suppressed by Xia Yang and dared not speak for a while. She was not sure what courage he had to care about her family's affairs.

"This man." The village chief frowned, because Xia Yang's ridicule of their village did not make a good impression on him at all. Seeing that Old Mrs. Wang was stunned, "This is our village's business."

"Yes." Xia Yang nodded, looked at the village chief and said: "It's your village's business, what's wrong?"

"Uh." The village chief choked in his heart, what else can I say!

His eyes were dim, and after a pause, he said: "It's difficult for an honest official to judge family affairs, so this man should not meddle in other people's family affairs."

"I will take care of it, who says it's not okay?" Xia Yang said.

The village chief's face turned completely black, and he could no longer suppress his anger. He said angrily: "This is our village at the foot of the mountain. It is not the turn of outsiders to come and meddle in

our affairs." "I also said that Wang Laoer from your village at the foot of the mountain is immoral and has an affair without a matchmaker. He has corrupted the morals of the surrounding villages." Xia Yang raised a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth and sneered: "What do you say as the village chief?"

"You?" The village chief was so angry that he pointed at Xia Yang's hand and trembled, "This is our village's business, please leave now."

"No." Xia Yang simply refused, "I won't leave unless the family is divided. I want to see how you deal with this matter and how shameless you are

." He looked around, especially the women who were whispering to each other, "Don't think that you can just watch the fun and it's over. It's none of your business."

Xia Yang pointed at them and said, "People are born, grow old, get sick and die, and no one knows what will happen in the future. If Zhao Ge'er's situation happened to your children, how would you feel?"

Women are emotional. No matter how strong and hard-working they are, part of their hearts is in their family, especially their children.

If someone dares to bully them, they will fight back no matter how weak and helpless they are. The words "A mother is strong" are eternal and unchanging. They are the beliefs that are imprinted in their bones and blood.

Their eyes became uneasy. Everyone has seen how Wang Zhao has been through these years. Even if they sympathize with him, it is useless.

This is someone else's family affair. They think it is better to have less trouble than more and not to cause trouble for themselves. They never think of helping to say a fair word.

Xia Yang saw that he had persuaded them and knew that if there was a conflict later, they would not make things difficult for Wang Zhao, so he felt more at ease.

Although Wang Zhao had the intention to divide the family, he could not take this step without his encouragement, and it has come to this situation now.

If he did not care, he might really be kicked out of the house, and his grandmother would take the opportunity to take the land away. Wouldn't it be harming others instead of helping others?

"Village chief." Xia Yang turned to look at the village chief, "In the situation of Zhao'er's family, if they don't split up and fight for a guarantee for themselves, what will happen in the future?"

"Now his father hasn't married anyone yet, but he has ignored them for many years. What if he marries someone?" Xia Yang asked.

"It's hard to say. Wang Lao Er doesn't plan to return to the village. He is afraid of raising these children. If he wants to sell these acres of land at home."

Xia Yang paused for a moment, giving the village chief and others time to digest what he said, "How will Zhao'er and his brothers live? Isn't this forcing them to die?"

"You're talking nonsense." Old Lady Wang scolded, "Why would my son sell the land? Why didn't he take care of them? Haven't they been farming these lands at home? Who will starve to death?"

"Heh." Xia Yang was amused by her. He really did what he thought, thinking that having a few acres of land at home would be considered fulfilling his responsibilities. "How many acres of land? Aren't they starving?"

"Then let me ask you something." Xia Yang said, "How old is Zhao? How many acres of land do you want him to cultivate to feed his younger brothers and sisters? He is a boy of ten years old and he has no choice but to risk his life to go into the mountains to survive. Is this what you said he was not hungry? He was just looking for death because he had nothing to do, right?"

When the villagers heard this, they all took a breath and looked at Mrs. Wang with a subtle look in their eyes. Some things are fine if you don't think about them, but if you really take it seriously, how can you not understand. When

Wang Zhao was eleven years old, his mother died of dystocia, leaving behind an eight-year-old sister, a three-year-old brother, and a little brother who was just born and cried.

His father went out to work, and he took care of all the housework by himself. In the first two years, the second son of the Wang family brought back some money and came back to help during the busy farming season.

In the next four or five years, not only did he not see a penny, but he also never came back. It was Wang Zhao who supported the family and raised his younger brothers and sisters by himself.

Old Lady Wang and her relatives didn't care, but what they said now was disheartening. How could a teenager grow a few acres of land by himself?

Everyone knew that Wang Zhao's family was always the last to finish planting the land, because most of the land was finished after the farming season, and the harvest was not as good as others.

Maybe because of this, Wang Zhao had to go into the mountains because his brothers and sisters were not well fed. That was a place that even adults didn't dare to go into casually.

"I want to split up the family." Wang Zhao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head and straightened his chest, and said resolutely: "I said that no one can stop us brothers and sisters from living."

"Today I let you beat and scold me, which is considered to be the last bit of family affection." Wang Zhao said: "You don't care about us brothers, I don't blame you, after all, you didn't come to bully us or think of taking advantage of us." "I think about this relationship. You don't want us to come to your house, afraid that we will ask for money and ask you for help. I won't come to your house at all, and I will avoid you when I walk so that you won't be an eyesore." "But you can't stop me from asking for a split up." Wang Zhao's eyes were firm, and he stood there straight with an unshakable look. "Now you don't care about our lives before you marry that woman. How can you treat us well after we marry her?" "Even if you don't drive me out of the house, I will still work like a cow and suffer from hunger. I don't want to live this kind of life with my brothers and sisters. Even if you say I'm unfilial, I admit it." "Village chief." Wang Zhao said, "I want to split the family." The village chief was embarrassed. He was not untouched by Xia Yang's sarcasm just now, but he also urged Wang Laoer to get married quickly to stop others from talking. Splitting the family was not something he could decide. The village chief shook his head and said, "Brother Zhao, I told you that if you want to split the family, you must get the consent of your father or your grandparents. I have no right to interfere." "No right to interfere?" Xia Yang's eyes were cold. Even now, the village chief still didn't care. It was obvious that he was not a good person. Would it be feasible to accept the gift but not do the job? "Since the village chief doesn't care, that's easy to deal with." Xia Yang sneered, "I hope you don't care, otherwise it would be an abuse of power to interfere." "Zhao, it doesn't matter if we don't divide it." Xia Yang said , "I'll take you to the town and find someone to sell the land. They won't get any money and will be kicked out of the house." "Go get the land deed, and don't forget to bring the house deed as well." Xia Yang looked at Old Lady Wang and suddenly smiled, "There is another room in your grandmother's yard that belongs to you. You can move there after selling the house." "Eat their food and drink their drinks, don't spend a penny, and keep the money in your hand for your brother and sister to get married. Don't expect anyone to care about your affairs." "I." Wang Zhao was about to say that he didn't want to live in the yard of his grandparents' house, but was stopped by Xia Yang's eyes, "Okay, I'll go right away, this is a good idea." He didn't want to sell the house, and for a moment he had the idea that even if he sold the land, he couldn't let others get a bargain, but Xia Yang must have his reasons for saying that.

"No, you can't go." Old lady Wang hurried forward to stop Wang Zhao, but was blocked by Xia Yang. She hurriedly shouted to her family members standing not far away: "Why are you still standing there? Stop him quickly."

Wang Zhao turned around and saw his uncles and cousins. He stopped and said, "Yang brother, my uncles and cousins ​​are all here."

"Run." Xia Yang grabbed Wang Zhao and said, "We will go to town after we get the things and sell the land to the bully Ge Er so that they can't deny it." As

Xia Yang spoke, he pulled Wang Zhao out of the crowd. For some reason, no one in the villagers stopped him. They turned a deaf ear to Old lady Wang's shouts for them to help.

"You run first." Xia Yang pushed Wang Zhao forward, "I'll be the last one to leave. We'll leave after we get the things.

If they stop us, they'll take the things away." "Okay." Wang Zhao was shocked and suddenly burst out and ran away, shouting as he ran: "Hurry up, we'll go around the mountain in a while, and they can't stop us."

Xia Yang was amused: Wang Zhao actually took it seriously. Can this house and land be sold casually? That was the last step he had to take, a means to fight to the death.

He turned around to meet the Wang family, looking at the men with fierce eyes, as if they wanted to eat him, Xia Yang sneered and started to fight directly.

If he didn't beat them, even if they had to split the family today, Wang Zhao's life would not be easy in the future. With this in mind, Xia Yang rushed up and beat them up.

"Ouch, ouch." Several people were knocked down in a blink of an eye. Looking at them lying on the ground groaning, Xia Yang moved his wrists, "Don't play tricks, I didn't touch you a few times and you all fell down."

With a mocking look in his eyes, he glanced at the stunned village chief and villagers, as well as the frightened old lady Wang, "What? Are you trying to blame me? Good idea!" "Come on, get up and fight a few more rounds." Xia Yang looked at the people lying on the ground, "Don't fall down at the first touch, are you a real man? Even if you want to blackmail people, you have to act realistically. This is too fake." As he spoke, he searched the crowd, "Is there anyone else? If you want to fight, stand up. I'm going to fight you for taking money and eliminating disasters for others." "If you don't split up the family, I will help sell the Wang family's house and land. If anyone wants to make trouble for Zhao Ge'er, I will come and beat him up every day." "Divide, divide." The village chief reacted and shouted angrily: "You Xia family must divide up immediately, divide up immediately, and don't wait a moment." He heard Xia Yang say that he took money from others, and then crossed his arms and smiled maliciously, and knew that this family would never end if it was not divided. This was clearly a rogue that Wang Zhao had found from somewhere. Even with Xia Yang's fighting power, the people in his village were no match for him. If he came to make trouble every day, there would be no peace in life. "Village chief." Old Mrs. Wang looked at him in surprise, "It can't be divided, it can't be divided! What if my son comes back?" "Oh!" Xia Yang stood on one leg and stretched the other leg forward half a step, shaking this leg, deliberately putting on a rogue look, "You feel sorry for your son, but who do you feel sorry for Zhao'er and the others?" "Just because they are not your own children, and they didn't crawl out of your belly, you don't feel sorry for them? They are not descendants of the Wang family, right?" "Divide." The village chief couldn't stand Xia Yang's look and didn't want to listen to him. He now wished that Xia Yang would get out of here immediately, "We must divide it today." He was so angry that his chest ached, and he didn't like the Wang family either, "I tell you, after the division of the family today, you go find Wang Laoer and tell him to take care of his business immediately and don't embarrass our village." Old Mrs. Wang understood what the village chief meant. If her son didn't get a marriage certificate and move his household registration back, and let the outside woman and child be included in the family tree, he would definitely be driven out of the village. "Yang'er, how are you?" Wang Zhao ran back panting. After he got the deed, he didn't see Xia Yang and thought he was knocked down. "Did they beat you?" "There." Xia Yang raised his chin and motioned him to look at the people lying on the ground. "They are lying on the ground. I don't know what they are up to. They may want to blackmail me." "Who blackmailed you?" Boss Wang's face turned red. He was knocked down easily and didn't even say a word. He was also extremely unlucky. "Get up." He growled and was the first to get up from the ground. He looked at Old Lady Wang with a complaining look in his eyes. "Just divide it, why do you care so much about other people's business?" They didn't want to come or care. Their mother was making a fuss and insisted on coming over to take the field, saying that she would guard it personally. Now not only did they fail to guard it, but they were also beaten. After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Old Lady Wang. "You have to wait until the division is completed before you leave, otherwise they will bully me to death. What will happen to your brother in the future?" "What can we do?" Old Lady Wang roared. They couldn't beat them, and the village chief was forcing them to divide the land, so they had no choice. But Old Lady Wang stopped them from leaving, and they couldn't leave by force. They had no choice but to stay, feeling that they had lost face today. "Please ask the village chief to issue a document for the division of the land." After getting the permission for the division of the land, Xia Yang was about to execute it, and asked Wang Zhao: "Let your father leave the house with nothing. A father like that is useless. Who knows, he might be a disaster in the future." "No, this is absolutely not possible." Old Lady Wang couldn't bear it anymore, and burst into tears, "The land must be divided, and you can't take it all." "Okay." Xia Yang rolled his eyes helplessly. It had nothing to do with him! "The room in your yard will be given to your son." Xia Yang said, "The house where Zhaoger and his family live now belongs to them. His mother passed away here, which can be regarded as a memory for them." "One acre of paddy field will be given to Zhaoger and his family. Here is the eldest son and grandson of your Wang family, so they must get the biggest share." Xia Yang was a bad guy to the end, and he put forward conditions, "Five acres of dry land, divided per person, your son will get one acre of dry land." "No." Old Mrs. Wang disagreed and looked at Wang Zhao resentfully, "Zhaoger, you only give your father this little land?" "The land cannot be given yet." Xia Yang did not let Wang Zhao speak, and took over the conversation, "Wang Laoer will be responsible for raising the child after he has one. He has to give Zhaoger and his family living expenses. If he does not, this acre of land will be withheld first. The land will be given when the money is sent." "Hiss." The people in the village at the foot of the mountain all had stiff expressions, looking at Xia Yang in disbelief: It was too cruel. After all, he would not give Xia Laoer anything. "You, you." Old Mrs. Wang was so angry that her eyes went dark. She pointed at Xia Yang with trembling hands and couldn't utter a word. "That house will not be confiscated." Xia Yang said sincerely, "It can't be used as money now, so I'll leave it to you first. If someone wants to rent it, I'll ask you to give it back." "Plop." Old Mrs. Wang sat down on the ground, tears streaming down her face, slapping her thigh and crying, "How can my son live like this! He has nothing." " You can't just care about your son's life, you have to think about Zhao Ge'er and the others!" Xia Yang said, "Besides, if your son doesn't come back, it's useless to have these. Do you want to be greedy?" "What am I greedy for?" Old Mrs. Wang stiffened her neck, "Who said my son won't come back? He will come back after harvesting rice. How are you going to let them live then? There are still several children!" "Look, this heart is so biased." Xia Yang looked around and sighed, "Fortunately, this family was divided! This grandmother didn't tell her son's news, and she didn't regard Zhao Ge'er and the others as relatives at all. "This Wang Laoer knew that he would not come back to help with the autumn harvest, but he was still planning to come back after the harvest to enjoy the ready-made things. What kind of person is this? Does he still have a conscience? "Giving him two acres of land is our way of showing filial piety." Wang Zhao was chilled and relieved. He didn't want to get involved any further, so he stood up and said, "We don't need him to support us either. This is a clear break. "

Chapter 39

"Here."

After the village chief finished writing the document of division of family, he handed it to Wang Zhao and said, "Take a look. If there is no problem, put your fingerprint on it."

"Oh." Wang Zhao stared at the document blankly for a while, then looked up and said, "I, I don't understand it."

He turned and handed it to Xia Yang, and said expectantly, "Brother Yang, you should be able to understand it. Take a closer look."

"I." Xia Yang was about to say that he might not understand it either, but then he felt embarrassed, so he took it, "Okay, I'll take a look."

It was all written in traditional Chinese characters. Xia Yang carefully identified them one by one, and even guessed that he could understand it. "This, the division of land is written correctly."

"It's just that the severance of marriage is not written." Xia Yang looked at the village chief in confusion and asked, "Did the village chief forget something?"

"This is how the document of division of family is written. It will be correct no matter where you take it." The village chief said with a dark face, "If you don't believe it, you can ask someone to take a look."

"Let me take a look." Zhang Liu was hiding aside and had been watching the excitement for a long time. He saw that Xia Yang didn't look like he could read, so he stepped out to help.

"Brother Zhang?" Xia Yang was stunned. He didn't expect Zhang Liu to be here. "Why are you here?"

"Grandpa Liu was worried about you. I just came to see you." Zhang Liu said.

He found a legitimate excuse to cover up his curiosity. He wouldn't say that he was shocked when he heard Grandpa Liu say that Xia Yang was a little boy.

Zhang Liu came here on purpose to see how Xia Yang, a little boy, would handle this matter and whether he would fight with others as Grandpa Liu said.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang." Xia Yang bowed.

He didn't waste any words and handed the family division document to Zhang Liu, "I don't know much about documents, please help me check if there are any traps, and don't plot against Zhao Ge'er."

"Okay." Zhang Liu took the document and read it quickly, then looked up at the village chief with a smile and said, "Village chief, you wrote a family division document, but what about the two words 'on behalf of'?" Zhang Liu

pointed to the two words 'on behalf of' written on the document and said, "On behalf of, it means that it can be divided again in the future, and this can be ignored. This is the first time I have seen this kind of family division document."

"This." The village chief's face changed. He did leave room. The second son of the Wang family could ask for a new division when he came back, or cancel this document. "His father is not here, so we are dividing the family on his behalf."

He tried to hide his inner thoughts and explained, "According to the rules, the second son Wang is not here, so we are helping to preside over it, so there are these two words 'on behalf of'."

"The village chief has the responsibility to preside over justice." Zhang Liu smiled and said, "With the elders of the family here, dividing the family in public is a clear path and does not require any questioning."

"Please write another copy, I think you can write it." Zhang Liu spoke gently, but his smile did not reach his eyes. "It's fine to deceive some villagers who don't know the truth, but if you take it out, I don't know if the village chief will be sued."

He was tall and strong, standing in front of the village chief without being humble or arrogant. Although he was dressed in cloth, he was fundamentally different from ordinary villagers. The scar on his face made people fear him.

"Okay, if you are not satisfied, I will rewrite it." The village chief found a way out for himself, left and picked up the brush to write another copy.

He saw that this person was not easy to mess with, and he actually mentioned the government to him. The village chief was a little scared and dared not play tricks again.

"The letter of breaking off the relationship has been written." Xia Yang had a cold face. He didn't expect the village chief to really dig a trap. "Let Brother Zhang help to see if there is any problem."

He was almost deceived. He had no place to vent his anger. He could only radiate cold air all over his body to show that he was extremely unhappy now. He looked at the village chief with a colder look.

"It's okay." Zhang Liu smiled faintly, looked at Xia Yang and then at Wang Zhao, and said with a smile: "I'm free anyway, so I'll help you with the division of the family today."

"I'll go back to town later, you can send someone to go with me." Zhang Liu said: "I think the village chief is busy and may not have time to help you with the division of the family. I'll take you there."

"Thank you." Xia Yang bowed and thanked him sincerely: "Thanks to Brother Zhang today, I will come to thank you another day."

Wang Zhao also followed Xia Yang in thanking him. It was something he never dared to think about to be able to divide the family, and now it has come true, which makes him relieved. Even if his father comes back in the future, he will not be able to completely control him.

"I've been worried." Wang Zhao whispered to Xia Yang, "I'm afraid someone is planning to take my family's land, and my sister and I's marriage. Now I can finally stop being so nervous and worried."

"Even if the engagement is severed, you have to stand up for yourself." Xia Yang said, "Some people, even with these two documents, can't stop their dirty hearts. As long as you are tough and uncompromising, no one can really force you to do what they want."

Xia Yang pointed to the written document, "This is your confidence, and it is also the trump card that can help you fight, in case you lose confidence in yourself."

It was from Wang Zhao's words that he discovered Wang Zhao's worries, and his weakness and helplessness, which made people sympathize with him. He actively encouraged and supported him after finding out that he planned to split the family.

"I know." Wang Zhao tried to straighten his weak chest and said firmly: "I will not compromise, and I will not let them coax, deceive, threaten, and threaten me. This is the only thing I can rely on to resist them without being accused of being unfilial."

"Yeah." Xia Yang patted Wang Zhao on the shoulder to comfort him, "It's okay. There will always be a way out. As long as you don't give up, there will always be a day to get ahead."

They talked here as if no one was around. The villagers in the village below the mountain were not idle either. They were whispering about this matter, but no one expressed any objection.

Only Mrs. Wang was angry!

Looking at Wang Zhao's eyes, she was angry and hateful. She wanted to make a fuss, but her children and grandchildren stopped her from getting away.

This time the document was written smoothly. The village chief honestly wrote three copies and asked Wang Zhao and others to put their fingerprints on it.

Xia Yang picked up two copies, handed one to Wang Zhao for keeping, and gave one directly to Zhang Liu, "Brother Zhang, thank you for your help."

"It's just a small matter." Zhang Liu smiled, didn't say much, just asked: "When are you going to the yamen, I have time these two days."

"Today." Wang Zhao said: "The sooner it is done, the sooner I can feel at ease."

He was afraid that after Xia Yang and the others left, his grandmother would go to the house to make trouble again. If she really wanted to bring people to grab the land deeds and house deeds, Wang Zhao couldn't stop her.

"Go back and change your clothes." Xia Yang said, "Go with Brother Zhang in a while. Comfort your brothers and sisters at home and don't let them be scared."

"Well." Wang Zhao was about to leave with the separation documents, but Old Lady Wang ran up to stop him, "Tell me, where did you hook up with such a man, do you still have the face to do this?"

"Swish."

Xia Yang blew a whistle, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "There is no need to tell you this! Now that the family has been separated, I respect you as an elder, what is it if I don't respect you?"

"Hahaha." Xia Yang laughed wantonly. This old lady still didn't give up and wanted to throw dirty water on himself and Wang Zhao.

"We are friends." How could Wang Zhao not understand what Old Lady Wang meant, and he didn't look good at the moment, "Grandma, you should take care of your own business. You haven't taken care of us for so many years, and now you don't need to worry about us. We don't have this blessing."

"Okay, well said." Xia Yang clapped his hands, and smiled at Old Lady Wang, "Since you didn't care before, then continue to live your free and easy life now and don't worry about it."

"How can this be?" Old Mrs. Wang was about to speak, but was stopped by her eldest son. "Why do you care so much? Didn't the second brother say that we don't need to care about his affairs in the future?"

After he finished speaking, he turned to Wang Zhao and said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Zhao, don't blame us. We are also angry with your father."

After they heard about Wang Laoer's affairs outside, they were quite happy at first, thinking that he had found another wife, but who knew that he never brought anyone back.

They didn't care about Wang Zhao and the others, so they went to him to ask about the situation. As a result, the two sides fell out, and the brotherhood was severed. Only Old Mrs. Wang still cared about this son.

They were angry with Wang Laoer, so naturally they would not rush to take care of Wang Zhao and the others. It was their bottom line not to vent their anger on them. If it weren't for Old Mrs. Wang asking them to come over today, none of them would care about this matter. After all,

dividing the family is a big deal. How could the younger generation take advantage of their father's absence to divide the family and occupy the family property? They were also unhappy.

Now they couldn't stop it, and Boss Wang and his men didn't want to be bad guys anymore, so they naturally had to make it clear with Wang Zhao, "We can't interfere in your family affairs, so take care of yourself in the future."

"No." Old Lady Wang was angry and kept insisting, "A young man behaved improperly and even hooked up with a man to make trouble for the division of the family, which brought shame to our Wang family."

"Hey, hey, hey." Xia Yang was impatient with her making any more noise, and glared at her and said unhappily: "Take care of your own son first before you talk about others. If you continue to make trouble unreasonably, I will be angry."

"Uh." Old Mrs. Wang was frightened by his cold eyes and took a step back. She said in a timid manner: "I am teaching the descendants of the Wang family a lesson. What does it have to do with you?"

"The family has been divided, the family has been divided." Xia Yang stepped forward, frowned and said impatiently: "Do you understand? Do you understand? Stop wasting time."

"Grandma, do you hate me for dividing the family and want to ruin my reputation?" Wang Zhao's heart became even colder, so he let go and asked: "Or do you want to take this opportunity to let the village chief punish me to vent your anger?"

"Tsk." This old lady Wang is really confused. Even if the family is divided, she can't ruin Wang Zhao's reputation. How can he get married in the future?

The villagers immediately started talking about it, blaming Mrs. Wang, "You can't say that. What if it ruins Zhao Ge'er's marriage?"

"His sister is going to get married soon, aren't you harming them? I've never seen a grandmother like you."

"I think this guy is good. If Zhao Ge'er marries him, no one will dare to bully him in the future. Even if Wang Lao Er comes back, he won't be able to show off his fatherly style."

Xia Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: They even brought up the issue of work style. What's wrong with these people? Aren't they afraid of getting into trouble just by watching the fun?

When he thought of this, he suddenly shuddered: It's bad. Who knows what will happen if the young scholar finds out!

"Brother Zhao." Xia Yang pushed him and stepped forward to block Old Lady Wang. "Go back and change your clothes. Don't pay attention to her."

"No." Old Lady Wang suddenly screamed and quickly ran to the village chief. "Village chief, he is immoral. You must punish him."

She didn't dare to say anything to Xia Yang, and she kept biting Wang Zhao. "We Wang family can't afford to lose face. We must teach him a lesson. Otherwise, how can our descendants of the Wang family get married in the future?"

"You should solve your own problems yourself." The village chief just threw his sleeves and left. He was embarrassed today. "The Wang family has a patriarch. You can go there to talk."

Seeing that Wang Zhao had taken the opportunity to leave, Xia Yang didn't care about Old Lady Wang's trouble at all. He stood aside and watched the fun leisurely, and didn't explain his identity as a young man.

He glanced at the crowd again. There were a few familiar faces. At this time, the hunter uncle he knew also came, but he looked at him with a smile on his face and didn't come out to expose him.

Xia Yang nodded to him, shook his hands and smiled, as a thank you for not exposing his rogue and threatening the village chief and others.

"The village chief must be present for this matter." Old Lady Wang risked her life and finally found a legitimate reason to win back the game. Maybe she could even ruin the division of the family. She held the village chief and wouldn't let him go. "Catch that little bastard Wang Zhao and make him go to the ancestral hall to be punished."

"Tell your clan leader to send someone to find me." The village chief wanted to shake off Old Lady Wang's hand. "I'm just going there as a witness. It's not my turn to convict."

He just shirked his responsibility and didn't want to get involved. With Xia Yang around, Old Lady Wang was still trying to make trouble. She was really old and confused.

Zhang Liu watched coldly. If it weren't for the fact that Xia Yang and Wang Zhao were two young brothers and Manager Wang had asked him to do so, he wouldn't have cared about these trivial matters.

Seeing Old Lady Wang and the village chief arguing, Xia Yang and Zhang Liu didn't step forward as if it had nothing to do with them. The villagers who were watching the excitement didn't care about it at all.

They understood what Old Lady Wang was up to and wanted to see how far she could go. It was just right to give everyone some after-dinner talk.

As the village chief and Old Lady Wang were entangled, the hunter uncle couldn't stand it anymore and shouted loudly: "Old Lady Wang, can you stop being unreasonable? This is a young man. How can he be involved with Zhao'er and violate morals?"

"Boom."

The hunter uncle's words were like dropping a bomb, making the people in the village at the foot of the mountain open their mouths in surprise, their eyes full of disbelief.

"What?" The village chief suddenly looked up and looked at the hunter and said: "What did you say just now? He is a young man?"

"If he is not a young man, how can he be a man?" The hunter uncle looked at him and Old Lady Wang with disdain, curled his lips and said: "You didn't see it yourself, you are short-sighted."

At this time, a few chuckles came from the crowd. They were all people who had seen Xia Yang. They couldn't stand the ruthless and righteous style of the Wang family, and they also looked down on the village chief's smooth and sophisticated style of dealing with things.

When Xia Yang pretended to be a rogue to intimidate, threaten, and threaten, no one stood up to say Xia Yang's identity. Now the hunter uncle was really annoyed by Old Lady Wang's endless talk.

After Xia Yang's identity was revealed and they were told to disappear, they laughed. Seeing the expressions of surprise and regret on the faces of the village chief and old lady Wang changed back and forth, they were all gloating.

"You?" The village chief pointed at Xia Yang, angry and regretful. He didn't expect that he was deceived by him. Xia Yang threatened and frightened Old Lady Wang into agreeing to split the family.

"Wow." Old Mrs. Wang burst into tears immediately. She couldn't accept this turn of events and clapped her hands and cried, "That bastard is so heartless that he actually found someone to come back and deceive his own elders!"

"Hey!" Xia Yang smiled and raised his hand to pick his ears. He didn't care that his identity was exposed. "His crying was so ugly that it was like a devil's sound filling my ears."

The family had already been divided up, and there was no point in regretting it now. With Zhang Liu's help, they couldn't make things difficult for them in terms of household registration and land deeds. What else did Xia Yang care about?

"Who are you?" The village chief suddenly felt confident. He was not a ruffian, so what was there to be afraid of? "What's your purpose in interfering in the affairs of the Wang family?"

"Is it none of your business?" Xia Yang ignored him and just said, "As long as you dare to cause trouble for Zhao'er, I will come to your village and stroll around your house and the Wang family."

"If you don't want to be quiet, I don't mind the trouble." Xia Yang smiled and said, "It just so happens that I pass by your village every day. It's nice to come and rest. Don't be unwelcome!"

"What do you say?" The village chief didn't dare to be tough with Xia Yang, and pointed the spearhead at the hunter, "Which village is he from? How can he be so rampant?"

"You, a little boy, actually meddle in other people's affairs." Old lady Wang took a few steps forward with her small feet, "What are you thinking? How much benefit did you get from that little bitch Wang Zhao?"

"You say the word bitch again?" Xia Yang's face darkened, and his eyes glanced at the eldest brother of the Wang family, "You want your children and grandchildren to be beaten, right? Otherwise, I'll take the trouble to beat them a few more times so that you can be quiet for a while."

"Mom, are you done?" The eyelids of Wang Lao Da and the others jumped. Seeing Xia Yang looking at them unkindly, they hurried forward to stop him and said, "Let's go back. The family has been divided. Don't make trouble."

Xia Yang moved his wrists a few times. He didn't mind another fight. Old Lady Wang was really annoying. He was afraid that she would go to Zhao Ge'er again after he left.

"I won't leave. I want to go to the village chief to reason with him." Old Lady Wang was pulled by her son and cried and refused to leave. "Village chief, we can't be bullied by a little brother like this! You have to make the decision for us."

Xia Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at the village chief and said, "What decision will the village chief make? I want to hear it first."

The village chief looked at the hunter, wanting to know which village Xia Yang was from. He wanted to weigh whether he could afford to offend him.

He had been slapped in the face by Xia Yang many times today, and he didn't want to expose his old face to be laughed at again, so he asked unhappily: "Which village is he from, tell me?"

"Liujia Village." The hunter uncle looked at Xia Yang, and when he nodded in agreement, he said: "He is a scholar's husband, can you afford to offend him?"

"I advise you to forget it." The hunter uncle said: "You can't beat him, and if you beat him, you can't afford the name of scholar's husband."

The village chief's heart "clicked", he didn't expect Xia Yang to be such an identity. He looked at Xia Yang and snorted coldly: "Even if he is a scholar, there is no reason for him to care about the affairs of other villages. Why does a husband come out to mess with it."

"Mom, let's go." This time, Boss Wang didn't need to pull Old Lady Wang. She ran home on tiptoe, cursing in a low voice: "God of Plague."

She couldn't afford to offend the scholar. Old Lady Wang knew that no matter how much she tried, it would be useless, so she could only blame herself for her bad luck.

She also saw that Xia Yang was a scoundrel, and it was useless to say anything. If she continued to pester him, not only would she get nothing good, but her children and grandchildren might also get beaten up.

"Disperse, disperse." The village chief drove them away with a stern face, "You all disperse, do you have nothing to do? Gather here one by one."

After he drove them away, he didn't even look at Xia Yang, turned around and left, muttering, "Don't let anyone into the village in the future, be more vigilant."

"Tsk." Xia Yang looked at their dejected appearance and laughed in her heart: I didn't expect that the reputation of her little scholar was quite useful. At least these villagers who didn't know the inside story didn't dare to provoke him easily.

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