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Chapter 121

Fang Zichen took the book, came to Gu Daji, and threw the book on the counter.

"Hello, help me wrap this book." He leaned half of his body on the counter in an unceremonious manner. Gu Daji said: "Young Master, the total is sixty-two and ninety-eight dollars."

This book is a bit more expensive, except It is a solitary copy, and there are only two or three taels of ordinary books.

Fang Zichen didn't take out any money. Hearing this, he just glanced at Sun Shangcheng.

Sun Shangcheng was stabbed in an instant. Gu Daji was about to wrap up the book when Sun Shangcheng held him down with one hand: "I'll give you seven taels."

"Hey! Seven taels, is it you?" Fang Zichen said with a half-smile but not a smile: "You have such a loud tone, I still can't. I thought you were going to pay seventy or eighty taels!"

He said to Gu Daji: "Wrap it up, I'll pay eighty taels!" Gu Daji looked up at him and said with a smile, "Okay, little master, wait a moment

."

Seeing Fang Zichen's expression of "You are so poor and such a loser," he was filled with anger, and the feeling in his chest became even stronger.

"Wait a minute, I'll give you thirteen taels."

Fang Zichen raised his head and said, "Oh, it's only thirteen taels! Look, I'm dragging you, I'll give you fifteen taels!"

Sun Shangcheng gritted his teeth: "I'll give you twenty taels."

Fang Zichen raised his eyebrows and said unconcernedly: "Twenty-six taels."

Sun Shangcheng's face was ashen and gloomy: "Thirty taels."

"Thirty-two taels." Fang Zichen said.

Sun Shangcheng frowned slightly, and a scholar next to him pulled him: "Brother Sun, how about...forget it!"

"But," another student wondered: "Bai Huanan and the others have bought it, so... We don't, so we will fall a lot behind others. "

People gather together, and things are divided into groups. The academy is divided into gangs. Sun Shangcheng and Bai Huanan and others are extremely difficult to deal with. There is always a competition in everything. .

People from Baihua Nanyuanzhou looked down upon Sun Shangcheng, a hypocrite.

As soon as these books arrived, he got the news and bought them first. The record of questions and exercises was not very impressive, but Bai Huanan held the book like a jade seal and "showed off" in front of Sun Shangcheng and others many times. He was as proud as he wanted and walked in a windy manner.

Most of the people who followed Sun Shangcheng were poor children from the village. Yuanzhou people looked down upon them. Studying in a foreign country was often difficult and difficult, so they could only stay together to keep warm.

They have passed the Tongsheng examination and entered the academy for several years. They have learned nothing else, but they are more and more fond of vanity.

Sun Shangcheng considers himself the boss and is used to being praised, so he doesn't want to be left behind.

I'm lucky today to catch a 'fish that slipped through the net', but this fish is difficult to catch. If it doesn't shed a lot of blood, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch it.

Sun Zongze was afraid that if he studied abroad and had no one to supervise him, he would do the same thing again and get into messy things if he had too much money, so he gave him a little thirty taels of silver every month.

Thirty taels of silver sounds like a lot of money, and if it is left in the village, it will not be used up for more than ten years, but Sun Shangcheng does not have enough.

You have to pay for pens, ink, paper and inkstones, you have to pay for inviting classmates and friends to listen to the opera and drink wine, and you have to pay five or six taels for a trip in and out of the teahouse.

But Fang Zichen was really arrogant and his words were unpleasant. Seeing his hesitation, he stabbed him again: "Oh my, you can't be so poor, can you! You can't even get out more than thirty taels of silver? You are so poor, and you still have such a loud tone, it's really It's embarrassing!"

Sun Shangcheng: "..."

Fang Zichen shook his head, clasped his hands behind his back, and spoke earnestly to Sun Shangcheng, "What's going on with young people nowadays? How much do you weigh? Don't think about it, it's okay now! It's embarrassing!"

Sun Shangcheng: "..."

Gu Daji looked at Sun Shangcheng's face, and he pursed his lips, not daring to laugh. .

Sun Shangcheng was embarrassed, and the younger brothers who were with him were also angry. They always felt that there was something in Fang Zichen's words. Fang Zichen was talking about Sun Shangcheng alone, but he was scolding all of them.

"Do you have any money with you?" Sun Shangcheng turned around and asked, "Lend it to me first and pay it back to you later."

"Brother Sun, I..." Everyone hesitated, took out their wallets, and raised half a dozen, but they couldn't get enough. Six taels of silver.

Sun Shangcheng threw the thirty-two coins he had left on the counter together with the six taels of silver.

"I bought this book, wrap it up for me."

Gu Daji looked at Fang Zichen.

This was probably Sun Shangcheng's 'limit'. Fang Zichen stood up straight, said 'Hey', waved his hands, and said: "Forget it, forget it, look at you like this... Forget it, let it go." You guys." He shook the bulging wallet on his waist and said, "I'm embarrassed to bully you kids."

He still had a childish look on his face, and the youngest one among them, Sun Shangcheng, was already there. He was in his early twenties.

Gu Daji: "..."

Gu Daji pinched his thigh hard, and the laughter that rose to his throat was swallowed back.

Sun Shangcheng: "..."

Sun Shangcheng felt like these words were slapped on his head, smelly, irritating, and disgusting.

Fang Zichen walked out the door. Sun Shangcheng looked at his back and wanted to rush up and take a bite.

Gu Daji handed the schoolbag to him, but he felt that in this 'battle', although he was the winner, he did not earn any face. On the contrary, he, the 'winner', seemed to have pity on him and pity him. Deliberately let him.

Sun Shangcheng took the book and lost his mood. When he walked out the door, passers-by looked at him. He felt as if they were laughing at him, and he felt ashamed.

He walked in a hurry, and he didn't seem to hear the people behind him calling him.

Fang Zichen hid in the alley, and when he saw the person walking away, he ran towards the library happily.

Gu Daji is counting the silver.

"Thirty-eight taels, Brother Fang, you are going to pay."

Fang Zichen smiled, and the corners of his mouth almost broke to his ears: "It's easy to talk about."

Gu Daji pushed the push of silver to Fang Zichen, and Fang Zichen took out six taels, and then Take off your purse from your waist.

Gu Daji saw him dig out and dig out, and then put everything on the counter.

A flurry of copper.

Gu Daji: "..."

Gu Daji was stunned.

Just when Fang Zichen picked up his purse, he took a glance and saw that his purse was so big and filled to the brim. He just thought that...

he would sweep it away, only sixteen taels of silver, and the rest were all copper coins.

Gu Daji was really convinced by this man.

With such a small amount of money, how did he have the courage to yell at Sun Shangcheng just now? ?

Sun Shangcheng really lost miserably. As the saying goes, if you hurt the enemy a hundred, you will lose three thousand.

When Sun Shangcheng faced off against Fang Zichen, he didn't hurt the opponent half a million times, but Fang Zichen used his words and pretended to be decent, which made Sun Shangcheng lose face and money, and he lost completely.

Too bad.

It's so tragic, one of the top ten tragedies in Yuanzhou!

Fang Zichen counted out another ninety-eight coins, added another six taels, and pushed it to Gu Daji. Then he lay on the counter and circled his money, laughing so hard that his teeth could not be seen.

"Mine, mine, it's all mine."

Gu Daji: "...Yes, it's all yours, no one will snatch it from you."

Fang Zichen's eyes lit up: "I'm rich." After so As soon as he encountered it, he suddenly realized the big picture: "It's better to live in a wealthy family. If there were more idiots like Sun Shangcheng in this world, what kind of job would I have in the future?"

A month of exhausting work in Zuixiao Tower was only a few days. Two taels of silver. Today, he made more than 30 taels of silver. If he paid two bills a month, he would not have to worry about food and drink.

Gu Daji sighed: "Brother Fang, you have such a beautiful idea."

"That's right," Fang Zichen shook his head and said: "In this world, there are only a few idiots like Sun Shangcheng, people! We should be more pragmatic."

Gu Daji: "..."

Gu Daji felt like he was telling a joke: "Brother Fang, you only have a dozen taels of silver. How did you have the courage to fight with others just now?"

Fang Zichen put money into his wallet and asked He was puzzled and asked: "Why not!"

"Aren't you afraid that if you shout, he won't follow the price and just stares at you to pay the money?" Gu Daji said.

"Don't be afraid!" Fang Zichen shrugged: "If I can't pay the money, I'll just run away!"

Gu Daji was shocked. He knew who Fang Zichen was and wanted to save face.

He was full of differences and said: "Aren't you afraid of losing face?"

"No!" Fang Zichen said: "Face is something external to the body."

Gu Daji: "..."

Money is something external to the body, right?

I don't read much, don't lie to me.

Fang Zichen: "Hey, I'll give you one or two."

Gu Daji was overjoyed: "Thank you, Brother Fang."

"You're welcome." Fang Zichen patted him on the shoulder: "Come out and show loyalty. Without your cooperation, I can't make this fortune. ."

Mr. Wu witnessed the whole process with his own eyes at the stairs on the second floor. Looking at the two pieces of stolen goods below, he smiled, and the veins on his forehead jumped. Gu Daji's mother was Wu Huifang's dowry maid. Soon after arriving in Fu'an Town, Wu Huifang got her married.

Gu Daji, who had been diligent and honest before, now followed Fang Zichen to trick people. Mr. Wu was a little surprised.

He went down to the first floor and saw that the two of them had just made extra money. They put their heads together, smiled and coughed.

Gu Daji jumped up and stood up straight. Just as he was about to call someone, Mr. Wu waved his hand. He looked at Fang Zichen and stared at him carefully for a long time.

Fang Zichen blinked, took the basket that had been placed on the counter, and prepared to leave.

Mr. Wu said: "Young man, you are so brave!"

Fang Zichen was confused: "Ah? It's okay, okay."

Mr. Wu stroked the beard on his chin and smiled: "Aren't you afraid of offending others?" As far as he knew Fang Zichen had offended Hao Desheng earlier, and said "eat the King's meal" at the door of Zuixiao Tower. Not only did Hao Desheng, but also Master Ji and Anhe Academy 'disrepute', and their reputation plummeted.

Master Ji didn't know where he got the news and knew that he was going to take the imperial examination, so he declared that anyone who dared to vouch for Fang Zichen would be against him.

Things about the children are over as soon as they are over. Master Ji is really disrespectful like this.

Wu Laoyuan didn't want to care, but Yang Mingyi spoke. He was just a grandson and a brother, so it hurt so much that he had no choice but to respond.

I provoked one before, and now I provoke another.

This kid can really cause trouble wherever he goes.

The other party must have seen what happened just now. Fang Zichen shook his head: "Are you afraid that if you hit your son, you will attract me? No, I'm not afraid. I have found out who his father is and whether he has any background. His father is a salesman. Damn, he's a lot older. If he comes to you, I can knock him down in a minute. I'm not the kind of brainless person."

Mr. Wu: "..."

Then I have to praise you. Smart? ? ! !

"Do you know who he is?" Mr. Wu asked.

"I know." Fang Zichen said: "He is

just a scum, a scum." Mr. Wu: "...he is a child!"

"So what about a child! It's just a child, it's no big deal. , after a few days, so will I." Fang Zichen said.

Mr. Wu: "..."

It's just a child, it's no big deal! ! ! Fang Zichen had just finished the county exam. He was still white, but his tone was as loud as a judge.

Chapter 122

"Are you from the state where you came to take the government examination?" Wu Lao said.

"Yes." Fang Zichen thought for a while and asked, "Do you know me?"

Mr. Wu glanced at him: "I met you once in Fu'an Town before."

Fang Zichen nodded: "Oh! That's it."

Mr. Wu He warned him: "Since you are here for reference, just be calm and don't cause trouble. Otherwise, if you are sued, you may have to stop here in your life."

Fang Zichen frowned slightly: "Is it so serious?"

Mr. Wu didn't. He asked angrily: "What do you think?"

"Probably not!" Fang Zichen was not sure: "I didn't beat anyone very seriously! Besides, can't you be lenient to a genius like me? Mr. Wu

: "...You are very confident!"

Fang Zichen was very honest: "Confidence comes from strength. I have this strength, so I am naturally confident."

Gu Daji and Fang Zichen have not known each other for a day or two. , Hearing this, he didn't react much. Mr. Wu choked for a moment, and then wanted to laugh again.

This kid is so arrogant.

But thinking about what he said to educate his son on the street before, Mr. Wu felt relieved again.

After all, he was the guarantee. Mr. Wu asked: "Since you said you are a genius, do you have confidence in this government examination?"

Fang Zichen: "Yes! Are you here to take the government examination too?"

Gu Daji: "······"

Gu Daji was about to give Fang Zichen a few words, but heard Wu Lao said: "Yeah!"

Fang Zichen admired: "Then you have old arms and legs, it's really not easy."

Wu Laoqian said Baba smiled: "...Who says it's not!"

Fang Zichen said: "It's okay, live and learn until you are old, I won't laugh at you."

The two were talking, and the little boy in the basket The milk dog had slept all afternoon and now it was hungry. It began to grunt and sniff everywhere. There was a bag on the left side of the veil and a bag on the right side of the veil.

Mr. Wu was startled: "What is it?"

"Ah! It's the puppy I just bought." Fang Zichen held the basket to his chest, lifted the veil, and exposed the chubby little puppy to everyone's sight. inside.

Fang Zichen looked for praise and said, "How about it, isn't it cute!"

Gu Daji was only seventeen, and he still had a sense of playfulness. He just didn't dare to breathe when Wu was here. Now he became bolder again: "It's so cute~ "

That's for sure." Fang Zichen said, "You can touch him twice, don't make him thin."

Gu Daji: "Brother Fang, you are so stingy."

Mr. Wu was so scared. Qing, Fang Zichen was about to leave, but he kindly reminded him, "You can't be shocked by a trivial matter. You can't do this. People should not be shocked by honor or disgrace, and should not change their expressions when Mount Tai collapses in front of them. I know a person named Fan Jin. , he is also very old, but not as old as you. He is just like you, his mentality is not very good. On the day he won the election, because he did not believe this exciting news, he went crazy and went crazy. In the end, he was killed by a pig. Wake up with a slap, please take it easy, don't work hard for most of your life, and finally pass the exam and become an official, but you go crazy."

Mr. Wu: "..."

Night is approaching . When it got dark, Fang Zichen came back carrying a large bag of things.

Li Yisheng helped him carry him back to the house: "Let me tell you, you have an exam tomorrow. You're still tired from shopping so late today. I'll see how you take the exam tomorrow."

"It's okay, just take a nap and you'll be fine. " ." Fang Zichen said nonchalantly.

Li Yisheng asked: "Have you had dinner?"

Fang Zichen poured a glass of water and took a big gulp: "Eat."

"Then you have a rest! I have to get up early tomorrow." Li Yisheng said: "My cousin I have to take the exam tomorrow, so you go with him in the carriage."

After washing, Fang Zichen lay on the bed, obviously tired, but he couldn't sleep because he was tossing and turning.

The bed was very big, with carved bedposts surrounding the corners, and he only occupied a small space.

It was like this before. After sleeping alone for more than ten years, he never felt anything wrong with anyone. Now, after only a few months, he has gotten used to it.

I'm used to Brother Zhao lying on his side on the bed, used to having my son lie on his chest before going to bed, and in order to listen to stories, he softly and flatteringly says, "Father, I love you dearly."

Habits are a terrible thing. In the past, I would fall asleep with Brother Zhao and my son in my arms, but now that no one is around, I always feel uncomfortable and feel empty.

He wanted Brother Zhao and his son to be smashed.

Tossing and turning, I finally fell asleep in bed, and then I dreamed again during the night.

It was messy and incoherent, and for a while I dreamed of still sitting in the carriage, feeling uncomfortable all over.

After a while, he dreamed that he was walking aimlessly in the forest in his pajamas. The moon was bright and stars were sparse, and the branches and leaves were luxuriant. The moonlight sparsely fell on the ground. He saw Brother Zhao, in ragged clothes, staggering ahead. He tried to call him, but he called him several times, but Brother Zhao didn't answer him, and didn't even look back. He ran after him, and the scene flipped, and he saw Brother Zhao lying on the ground with someone lying on his body. .

The man's face was blurry, but judging from his body shape, he should be a tall, tall and slightly thin man.

He buried himself in Brother Zhao's neck, kissing him again and again. Brother Zhao's dark hair was disheveled and his face was childish. He should have looked like he looked when he was fifteen or sixteen years old. His cheeks were deeply sunken, thin and dark. Fang Zichen actually It feels a little strange.

Brother Zhao was so nervous that he closed his eyes. When his hand was held and their fingers intertwined, he was trembling shyly and panicked.

The man untied Brother Zhao's patched and tattered clothes. As soon as the buttons were unbuttoned, Brother Zhao suddenly opened his eyes and held the other person's hand. The man paused for a moment, seeming a little stunned. He held up his hands. Standing next to Brother Zhao, he leaned down and said something to Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao actually gave up struggling and resisting and slowly let go of his hand.

Fang Zichen's eyes were about to burst, and a violent energy rushed from his limbs to his brain. The forest was silent, and his roaring voice shook the entire forest.

"Brother Zhao...Brother Zhao..."

There was no response, and the roar gradually turned into grievances and pleading.

"Brother Zhao...you can't do this to me, you can't, you can't betray me...you can't...please..."

The roar suddenly stopped. .

The man on Brother Zhao suddenly raised his head and looked towards Fang Zichen. His face was still blurry, but his eyes began to become clear.

Very familiar, that was... Fang

Zichen Mu Ran became stunned.

He retreated unconsciously, rolled down the slope in panic, got up again, and the scene changed again.

This was a brick house. The door was closed and the light was slightly dim. Fang Zichen tried to open the door, but the door was strong and firm and could not be opened no matter how hard he bumped. There was a sound from behind, like a cub in trouble and struggling to its death. At this time, he let out a low groan of pain.

"Father... Daddy..."

Fang Zichen suddenly turned around and saw the good boy appeared in the house at some point. His left eye was hit by someone, and his eye socket was bruised and swollen and he couldn't open it. The slap mark on the right cheek has turned black and purple.

His little mouth was pale and chapped, his clothes were in tatters, and he only had one shoe on his feet.

One of his legs seemed to be lame, and it was dragging on the ground.

He crawled toward the door. It could be seen that he was in pain, hungry, and had no strength. After climbing twice, he lay down, his face on the dirty and cold ground, panting. He stretched out his hands toward the door with all his strength. With the little strength left in his body, he prayed and shouted in a small voice over and over intermittently: "Father...good boy, good boy, it hurts." "

...Father, daddy , Dad, where are you, save...save my dear boy..."

"My dear boy, it hurts... my dear boy... I want to go home... "Good boy, I want to go home..." His heart

stopped, and Fang Zichen's pupils shrank. The sound was like being cut on flesh and blood. His breath was messy, his eyes were red and he was about to rush over, but was stopped. A knock on the door jolted me awake.

"Master Fang, are you awake?" the boy shouted: "My master is calling you to wake up. You must not be late for the hospital exam today."

Fang Zichen held his forehead, his ears were buzzing, and his heart was pounding. jump.

"Get up, go out immediately."

While washing, his face became extremely tense. Scenes from the dream flashed from time to time.

He had two nightmares in succession. He had a splitting headache and felt inexplicably anxious.

He had never had such a dream.

It can even be said that he is carefree. When conditions are comfortable, he can sleep until dawn and sleep until dawn. He rarely dreams. Occasionally, he dreams about the reform of the school system. In the morning There was no need to go to class anymore, so the nanny took the red envelope from his second brother and secretly bought them a box of spicy strips... This was the first time such a nightmare happened.

Why did you suddenly dream about this?

Do you think about it every day and dream about it at night, or... is this a foreshadowing?

The foreseeable is the prophet of the unknown.

If a person could predict the future, he would not say "things are impermanent".

Fang Zichen thought so, but he was still restless and swaying, but now that the government examination was important, he couldn't afford to think about it anymore.

After sorting it out, he carried the basket and came to the door. Li Yisheng was already waiting there with a few people.

Li Yisheng's second aunt was talking to the young man. Her voice was not too soft. It was still dark, there were no pedestrians on the street, and it was so quiet that Fang Zichen had no choice but to listen.

"Son, you have to take the exam well! The hope of our Li family depends entirely on you."

"Don't let your parents down."

At four o'clock in the morning, the weather was slightly cool, but the young man's hair was Slightly wet, speaking a little incoherently, shaking slightly, and looking very nervous.

Fang Zichen secretly shook his head. No matter how knowledgeable this person was, with this mentality, his mind would be completely blank when he entered the scene.

Fang Zichen looked at Li Yisheng. Li Yisheng's face was expressionless, as if he was used to it.

"Have you brought everything?" Li Yisheng asked, "Don't forget about it, you idiot. When you get inside, you realize that you didn't bring your pen!"

Fang Zichen cheered up and checked again: "You've got everything."

He didn't choke, Li Yisheng Feeling a little puzzled, I just thought he was a bigot, and now I started to get nervous: "That's good."

Fang Zichen climbed into the car, whipped his whip, and the carriage slowly headed towards Gongyuan.

Li Yisheng watched the people leave, and then he sighed melancholy after he couldn't see the shadow.

Just as he was about to turn around and go in, his second aunt suddenly asked, "Is that your friend?"

"Yes." Li Yisheng nodded.

"How long have we known each other? Why haven't I mentioned it to you before?" Aunt Li asked.

After Li Yisheng gave up the idea of ​​taking the scientific examination, he concentrated on his medical skills and did not go out often to have fun. Therefore, he did not have many friends. Yesterday I saw him coming back with a man with an outstanding temperament and extremely handsome appearance, and he called him a friend. , Aunt Li was inevitably surprised and curious. But Li Yisheng was busy yesterday, so she didn't find time to ask.

"We just met." Li Yisheng said.

"We just met?" Second Aunt Li frowned: "A Sheng, it's not that Second Aunt wants to say something to you. Look at you. Why do you bring someone home who you just met? What if the other person has evil intentions? Okay?"

Li Yisheng kept thinking: "Second aunt, Zichen is not that kind of person."

"You know people but don't know their hearts." Second aunt Li said, "Besides, how long have you known him? Moreover, he is said to be a scholar, but look at him, how can he look like a scholar? The imperial examination is coming soon, and he doesn't know how to study hard. When he came to Yuanzhou, he was dazzled and looked like a country bumpkin. Look at him yesterday. What my son brought back was just a poor thing. I haven't seen anything good. A pair of ordinary shoes for children. He treated them like a treasure."

Li Yisheng was a little annoyed, and he was not in a good mood . Well, even more so now.

His grandfather had two sons, and Li Yisheng's father was the eldest son.

Both his father and his second uncle inherited the family business and studied medicine. However, his second uncle Li was not good at medical skills. He made mistakes in the early years and killed people. The Li family medical clinic lost a lot of money. Not to mention, the reputation was damaged. , for a time, no one paid attention to the Li Family Medical Clinic. Five or six years later, the incident was gradually forgotten, and the Li Family Medical Clinic was established again.

Although the Li family has been practicing medicine for generations, they always felt that studying medicine was futile and wanted to pursue an official career. The eldest eldest brother, Li Yisheng, had no hope of taking the imperial examination, so Mr. Li put his hope in his second eldest brother.

Li Yixing has been well-behaved since childhood and studied diligently. He was often praised by his master in school.

This time, the master said that he would have a high chance of passing the exam, and the second wife of the Li family would have his nose turned up to the sky.

Just after the Li Yixing County Examination, Aunt Li became very arrogant and looked down upon no one.

Li Li's art was very annoying, but Aunt Li was still talking about herself.

"This is my home," Li Yisheng interrupted her, no longer maintaining the surface peace: "This medical clinic is opened by my father himself. It is my father's private property, not the Li family's, so I can bring whoever I want to bring. Come on, whoever you want to get out must get out."

Aunt Li was suddenly speechless.

It was still dark, and there was already a long queue outside Gongyuan.

After the examination was completed and the number was taken, Fang Zichen's legs were sore.

I was lucky this time too. The room was in the front, far away from the hut. I had to stay in the room for three days this time. The last county exam was okay. I handed in the paper the next night and the candidates left. There were people who went in to clean up and dumped the feces and urine. It's clean, and it's only one day. Most people are rushing to mark papers and write. There are few people in the latrine. This time, for three days, people waiting in the examination room are not allowed to enter. Anyone who is close to the latrine will probably suffer a little.

Before the examiner entered the room, Fang Zichen entered the room and leaned against the wooden wall with his eyes closed to relax.

He had such a dream yesterday. He wanted to smash Brother Zhao and his son. He was really thinking too hard.

...

Xiaohe Village.

As the morning light faded, Brother Zhao got up.

He went to bed late last night, and Fang Zichen left. He went to sell hot sauce, picked up the map left by Fang Zichen, and went to find someone to make a roast duck stove. He didn't rest when he came back. He was so busy that he didn't feel much. But at dinner in the evening, there was no chattering person next to me, and the suppressed emotions came back. I couldn't sleep at night, thinking about Fang Zichen, had he arrived in Fucheng? Have you found a place to live? What are you doing now? Are you ready to sleep? That person is so poor and sophisticated, are you used to living outside? Do you miss yourself and your son?

The good boy didn't say anything. Last time he took the county exam, he still said he wanted a father, but maybe he knew it was useless to scream. This time he was quiet. He sat on the gate at the entrance of the courtyard all day long, looking out. As if expecting Fang Zichen's sudden appearance.

I couldn't sleep yesterday and I was inevitably sleepy in the morning, but Brother Zhao was inexplicably anxious.

The good boy hugged the pillow and slept soundly.

The morning before, Guaizi got up and searched around the house. He didn't see Fang Zichen, so he realized that he was gone.

He knew that Brother Zhao also missed Fang Zichen, and it would be even more uncomfortable to see him cry. He wanted to endure it, but he couldn't, so he had to hide next to the sheepfold and cry secretly.

He missed Fang Zichen and felt uncomfortable, but he still kept up with the work he was supposed to do. Brother Zhao saw that he was listless and asked him to go out to play. He shook his head.

"The good boy is going to dig up the worms. The cock will grow big after eating the worms. The father has to take the first place in the exam. It is very hard. The cock is good. When the father comes back, the good boy is going to kill the cock and give it to his father. Come back There is so much good stuff in the house that my father won't be able to let go."

Chapter 123

: He is sensible. Brother Zhao is relieved, but even more distressed. He went to town to sell hot sauce, and when he came back, he went to He Daleng's house to borrow an oven.

This oven is small, made of earthenware. I bought it for He Da to use for cooking sweet potatoes. Brother Zhao has seen it before. It is not too big, but it can still accommodate a duck.

He thought about borrowing it back and trying to make one to practice with. When he looked at it, he felt that he understood it, but when it came to operating it, he had to try it to know whether it tasted good or not.

If it doesn't taste right, it can be 'rectified and rectified'. The good boy has friends. He is not bullied and gets along well with them. Moreover, it is not like before. Almost no one in the village, not only the Ma family, dares to bully them. Brother Zhao is no longer the same as before. , be on guard at all times, and take the good boy with you wherever you go.

He asked the good boy to play in the yard with his friends, and he went to He

Fang Zichen was not there. Seeing him suddenly coming to the door, He Da was stunned and thought something had happened. When he heard that, Qing Qing came to borrow the stove.

Mrs. Liu is usually the pickiest person. People from the village come to He's house to borrow things. Whenever she is around, they rarely get the things they borrow. Even if they do, they are inevitably criticized.

"Hurry back when you're done using it!"

"This thing is very expensive. You have to be careful. If you get bumped by me, you'll have to pay for it!"

I bought it from the village next door to the oven for almost a hundred dollars. arts. Someone had come to borrow it before, but Liu didn't. Now that Brother Zhao came, his attitude changed and he was very attentive.

It's just a broken oven, what's the big deal?

He Daleng and Uncle Liu hadn't spoken yet. Liu laughed first, pulled Brother Zhao into the house, and poured him a bowl of water. The He family's oven is not commonly used. , He Daleng would occasionally take out the roasted sweet potatoes in winter, but now they are stored in the woodshed, covered with ashes.

Mrs. Liu moved it out, brushed and washed it, and tidied it up. She also called the head of the household to come out and help Brother Zhao carry it back.

In the yard, Guaizi was teaching his friends how to read and play with mud. Without skills, he could only make glutinous rice balls. After Fang Zichen showed off his skills, they always felt a little boring when they started playing with mud again.

There was no fruit to be found on the mountain at this time. Liu Dali originally wanted to ask Guaizi to play by the river together, but Guaizi didn't want to.

He hasn't learned calligraphy yet.

Liu Dali was shocked: "Can you still read?"

"Yes! You can." The good boy took a small wooden stick and wrote on the ground while saying: "My father taught me birds, and I can already recognize them." ·····" He lowered his head and moved his short fingers: "One, two, three...Nine..." At this count, he seemed to remember that he knew There were already more than ten words for "," and I couldn't count them with both hands, so I could only gesture: "So many, so many drops!"

The village chief recognized these two words, so he became the boss of the village. The children had never left the village. The most prestigious person I have ever seen is just the village chief.

In the past, people always said that studying is good, and if you become a scholar, you can become a high official in the future, and you no longer have to live a miserable life guarding a few fields.

Children don't understand what a high official is like. The adults just said that if you can't become a high official, you can come back and become a village chief. At least you will be respected by others.

But to the children, being the village chief doesn't seem to be anything special. Although the village chief's family is the richest and his family also has a cow, so what? The village chief is not like their parents, who has to carry a hoe to the fields every day. He cannot eat meat every day and eats sweets every day.

Children feel that reading and recognizing words is nothing special.

Until Fang Zichen appeared. With his arrival, the envy of the villagers changed from the village chief to him.

The benefits of reading and practicing calligraphy are no longer abstract, they begin to become concrete.

"This scholar is a good scholar. He knows how to calculate accounts. Not to mention his decent job, he can easily earn several taels of silver a month."

A few taels of silver are out of reach for children. All they have ever touched is just a few taels of silver. Two copper plates.

A meat bun costs two cents, and a piece of candy costs two cents. Uncle Fang can buy many, many steamed buns and many, many candy canes with one month's wages.

With Liezi around me, I can truly and objectively feel the benefits of reading, so the children have a desire to read.

"Dear boy, you are so awesome." A little guy said with a blushing face.

The good boy was not embarrassed at all, he smiled, nodded his head vigorously, and said in a thick voice, "Yeah! Tell the truth, you are an honest boy."

Several children squatted on the ground and formed a circle . Although they didn't know a word, they couldn't read it, but even so, they still looked at the words written by the two good boys on the ground.

The desire in their eyes was too obvious. The boy suddenly stopped, thought for a moment, and asked, "Do you want to learn Chinese characters? I can teach you."

The little ones were overjoyed and couldn't believe it: "Really? We do too. " Can you learn?"

"Yeah! Kuoyidi!" Guaizai nodded and said, "Father said, before children, we must unite and make friends, learn together, and learn to share good things together."

Liuyou learned from him . After a while, I also recognized a lot of words, and then said: "Liu Liu can teach you too."

The children each held a wooden stick and studied in a circle.

When Brother Zhao came back, he just smiled and didn't say anything.

As long as the good boy is not as persistent as he was yesterday, sitting alone at the door and looking out, it doesn't matter what he does.

The clothes were washed and the hot sauce was made. Brother Zhao wiped his hands and was about to go out when Guaizi ran over.

"Dad, where are you going?"

Brother Zhao touched his head: "Dad wants to go to Master He's house to buy a duck. Do you want to go too?"

"Yes! If you want to go, my dear boy will help."

There are names on the ground. The little guys are writing their own names. He doesn't need to teach them how to do it.

Fourth Master He's family raises many ducks, specially raised for sale.

They are all water ducks. They are released by the small river at noon. They will dive by themselves and catch some shrimps and snails to eat. They will not rush back until dark.

There were a few geese among the ducks. When Mr. He saw Brother Zhao, he said hello. He thought he was passing by, but he didn't expect that he was here to buy ducks. He smiled and said: "Want to eat duck?"

Brother Zhao Er didn't explain, just said hum.

Fourth Master He said: "Then you have found the right one when you come to me. If nothing else, the ducks I raise are more delicious than those from other families."

On the shoal, Fourth Master He simply circled a piece of duck with bamboo strips. He took a bamboo pole and went down to the river to drive the ducks to the bank.

The ducks quacked, flapped their wings, and ran into the 'enclosure' with a huff. The ganders were two steps slower, and Master He drove them directly to the other side.

Brother Zhao rolled up his trousers and went to catch ducks with him. The boy stood on the shore obediently and waited. The gander swam over from one side, and its cry attracted his attention. The boy stared at the gander for a while, not knowing where it was. Provoking it, the gander rushed towards the shore suddenly.

This male goose raised its long and thick neck and was larger than an ordinary duck. When it rushed to the boy, he was even taller than the boy.

It barked at Guaizi, who didn't understand what it meant. The river beach here was shallow, and children used to come here to play. Then an accident happened and a child accidentally drowned. Brother Zhao repeatedly told him to be good. Boy, tell him not to come here. The boy is obedient and never comes here to play. Therefore, he has never seen the geese.

This was the first time he saw it, and he was still a little curious. However, the male goose screamed loudly and was bigger than him. The boy felt a little scared, so he subconsciously stepped back. As soon as he took a step, the male goose suddenly flapped its wings and headed towards him. He pecked his chest.

Fourth Master He is an expert at catching ducks, and he is holding one in each hand.

"Brother Zhao, let's see which one you want? This one is a little heavier and fatter."

"I..." Brother Zhao just started to speak, when the boy's cry for help came from behind him.

"Ah...Daddy~Daddy, help me, help me quickly..."

Brother Zhao's heart skipped a beat, thinking he had fallen into the river. He turned around and took a quick look. He didn't know what to say. .

The gander pecked at the good boy's chest, and he burst into tears. He grabbed the goose's neck with his two small hands and pulled it out. The gander still had his meat in its mouth. The more it pulled, the more painful it became. The pain made him cry. Fall down.

The gander's wings flapped, and occasionally hit his head. The force was so strong that he staggered and became dizzy. The little pigtail he had tied in the morning was tilted to one side, and his face was covered with tears. He looked so embarrassed.

"Ouch..." Fourth Master He shivered in fright.

This goose is usually very aggressive. He has been raising it for two years. Every time he sees it, he wants to peck him. But he never thought that this time, he would peck someone, and he was afraid that he would be doomed.

A male goose is not like a wolf. It will only hurt a person for a few days at most, or it may kill him. If it were anyone else, he wouldn't be so nervous. The children in the village are as wild as monkeys, and they will fight or fall every day. , an injury is an injury, not too serious. The elders in the family always turn a blind eye, but the good boy is different. No one in the village knows that Fang Zichen regards this stepson as a treasure in his hand, and it hurts as much as his life.

The last time he heard that the good boy was being bullied by the two boys from the Zhou family, he pushed him and no one was hurt. Fang Zichen beat the boy from the Zhou family until he screamed. If he came back and knew that his son had been pecked by a goose, he would still If the skin is broken, I'm afraid I'll have to chop him with a knife.

Fourth Uncle He pinched the goose's neck and exerted great force, and the male goose relaxed.

There were tears hanging on the good boy's long eyelashes. He kept rubbing his chest. His little hands didn't dare to stop. It hurt when he stopped and he couldn't bear it.

Brother Zhao wiped his tears and coaxed him: "It's okay, it's okay." "

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu "

My brother said, "Come on, lift up your clothes and show me to daddy."

When the clothes were lifted up, my belly was white and fine, but the little grandma on my chest was red and swollen, and the skin was broken, with obvious marks.

The good boy looked at it and rubbed it again: "Grandma... it hurts! It's all... broken."

The male goose was currently being held by Uncle He. , the good boy asked: "Dad, does it mean... he wants to eat my grandma?"

Brother Zhao: "...Probably not."

Brother Zhao guessed that the gander should just He pecked casually, but he didn't expect that his son was so unlucky that he would be pecked in such a fragile and sensitive place.

Brother Zhao helped him blow the air: "It's okay, the pain will be gone in a while."

"Yeah!" The good boy raised his hand and wiped his face, then lowered his head and looked at his chest and said, "This A goose is an idiot. The good boy doesn't even have a grandma, and it bites the good boy. The good boy has to give birth to a baby before he can have a grandma. He doesn't understand, he's such a stupid bird."

Brother Zhao: "... "

Last time, the good boy said he wanted to visit his little brother, so Brother Zhao took him to Du's house to sit for a while. Brother Ang happened to be resting at home that day, and a sister-in-law from her mother's family came to visit. The child at the sister-in-law's house was only a few months old. A few people were playing with the children, and Angkor's son suddenly started crying. Aunt Du said that the child must be hungry and wanted to cook some paste. The sister-in-law waved her hand and said that it was not so troublesome, so she could just breastfeed him.

Brother Zhao and Brother Wu couldn't stay in the house, so they left. However, the boy was curious and said he wanted to see his brother drink milk. Brother Zhao wanted to pull him out, but his sister-in-law said it didn't matter. What does a three-year-old know?

Brother Zhao asked him to stay inside and went out by himself.

I don't know what he saw, and he actually said such words.

The good boy tightly held his egg-sized fists and said: "If it bites the good boy, the good boy will also bite his grandma."

Brother Zhao "..."

Uncle He: "... "..."

What a stupid boy.

Brother Zhao coughed: "It doesn't have a grandma."

"Huh? Why doesn't Simo have one?" Guaizi's big mind was full of questions.

Brother Zhao doesn't know why.

Guaizi was still asking. He was full of curiosity, but Brother Zhao couldn't utter a word. At this moment, he urgently thought of Fang Zichen. If Fang Zichen was here, he should be able to answer Guaizi's question.

Even if he couldn't answer, he still couldn't tell the difference between north, south, east and west.

Brother Zhao doesn't have the ability anymore.

"Brother Zhao," Fourth Master He said with a bitter face, "I'm so sorry!"

Brother Zhao shook his head: "It's okay."

Who could have expected this kind of thing, and it wasn't intentional, so how can we blame him? other people.

Fourth Master He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to throw the gander into the bamboo pen, but the boy pointed at the tumor on its mouth and asked Brother Zhao: "Dad, there is a bump on the goose's head. Where did it hit the bird?" Huh? My head is swollen!"

Brother Zhao laughed out loud: "Silly son!"

Because he was trying it out, Brother Zhao just picked a small one, and Uncle He weighed it. It weighed more than four pounds. a little.

This duck is sold in the town for about ten cents per catty, but in the village and from the countryside, it is cheaper, nine cents per catty, which is about the same as pork.

Brother Zhao gave the money and took the boy back. The boy held on to his clothes, not daring to let the clothes stick to his skin, otherwise it would rub against his chest and cause pain.

Fourth Uncle He just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the good boy say to Brother Zhao: "I will tell my father when he comes back."

He didn't want to think about Fang Zichen, he just wanted to say that he was injured and in pain, which made Fang Zichen feel distressed. I felt sorry for him, kissed him, and coaxed him, but when these words fell into Uncle He's ears, the taste changed.

He looked at the geese pecking at the grass in the bamboo circle with pity in his eyes. This old guy, he's afraid he won't be able to keep it.

The day Fang Xiaozi comes back, that day is probably the day he dies.

Why······

Chapter 124:

Roast duck is not easy to make. There are only a lot of ingredients written by Fang Zichen, such as fennel, row grass, cinnamon, cloves, licorice, and pepper. It is difficult to buy. Some hospitals don't have them. He went to several hospitals. , only then can we get it together.

Make a pot of medicinal herbs and spices, pour the ingredients into it and cook together.

When killing the duck, Guaizi volunteered to help him catch the duck legs. Brother Zhao took a bowl and put it on the ground. He held the knife and wiped his neck, and the blood rushed out and flowed into the bowl.

Chicken blood and duck blood are both good things, and the wealthy people despise them because they think they are dirty, but for the villagers, they are also a rare food.

When the duck blood solidifies, keep it and cook it with cabbage or stew it with tofu, both are delicious.

After all, he came from poverty, and Brother Zhao was not willing to waste it.

The duck stared hard at its legs, and several children gathered around to watch the fun. The duck struggled a little at first, but then kicked its legs suddenly. The boy could hardly hold on to it, and his face turned red with such force that he even turned somersaults from the duck's kick. , Fortunately, Liu Dali came to help in time.

As winter approaches, the duck has just grown new hair, which is short and difficult to pluck out. In addition, the boy is not helping, so it takes until evening before the duck is cleaned up.

The children had just helped out, either fetching water or sweeping the yard. Brother Zhao gave each of them a piece of candy. The little ones thanked them, licked the candy and sat in rows on the threshold.

After the ingredients are cooked, you have to wait until it cools down before putting the cooked duck in. It can only be taken out after soaking for three hours, and then placed in a cool and ventilated place to 'dry'.

The process was tedious and time-consuming, and it was really not easy. The first time Zhao Geer did it, he followed all the steps written by Fang Zichen. He didn't dare to neglect at all, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, he would make a mistake and waste dozens of copper coins.

More importantly, Fang Zichen had a greedy look on his face when he told him about the roast duck.

Although Fang Zichen was an adopted son from a wealthy family, his character and style were evident. It is not difficult to see that his adoptive parents and two brothers were extremely pampering and loving towards him. Otherwise, they would not have been able to raise him to have such a big-hearted and self-centered personality.

He gets whatever he wants, and has the best food and clothing, so he is picky.

He can't forget about the roast duck, so he probably likes it.

The government examination is not easy. He is away from home alone, so he must not be able to eat well or sleep well.

Brother Zhao wants to do a good job and give him a surprise when he comes back.

He didn't forget how excited and happy Fang Zichen was when the hot sauce was made last time. He held the hot sauce in his hands and kissed him several times with joy.

He didn't dare to sleep to death. In the middle of the night, when the time came, Brother Zhao got up again. The night was a little cold. He put on some clothes, heated the charcoal he bought yesterday and stuffed it into the oven, and put the duck in. , after everything was done, I went back to my room to rest.

Brother Zhao got up at dawn in the morning. He asked Guaizi if he wanted to go to town with him to sell hot sauce. Guaizi rubbed his eyes and nodded.

The hot sauce is still easy to sell. Brother Zhao smiled and pointed to the end of West Street. He told the customers that he would no longer sell it here. He had opened a shop there.

"Do you sell hot sauce alone?" asked an aunt.

The head of her family likes spicy food. She works in a wealthy family's house and her family's conditions are pretty good. She often goes to Brother Zhao to buy hot sauce every three days.

In the first two months, the weather was hot, and her boss was overtired from the hard work. She had a bad appetite and couldn't eat. She drank a bowl of porridge every meal to satisfy her hunger. Half a month later, the boss told her that he I don't feel well, I have no strength, I'm very weak, I can't even take two steps without shaking.

She bought a bottle of hot sauce from Brother Zhao by chance. When his boss came back from work, he was curious and smelled it. It smelled strange and very greedy. He immediately asked her to order a bowl of noodles and ate it without hesitation. , after eating it once, I became addicted. After that, I had to eat some hot sauce almost every time. If I don't eat it, my whole body will feel weak.

When your appetite improves and you eat more, you will feel energetic.

The aunt didn't understand this. She was frightened when she thought about the first time she bought hot sauce, such a small jar costing 100 cents. She even muttered, "Is there gold in it?" It was so expensive. I put the hot pot in and turned around to leave. Brother Zhao said it was expensive because there were some medicinal materials mixed in. Those medicinal materials were used to replenish the body and strengthen the body, so they were a bit more expensive.

In fact, it's just nonsense.

It was all taught to him by Fang Zichen.

Brother Zhao was very worried after he finished speaking.

Unexpectedly, the aunt stopped after hearing this. After hesitating for a while, she directly bought a can.

After eating it for a few days after returning home, the person will become stronger and more energetic.

After that, the aunt came and went every three days, and she became familiar with Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao replied: "I will sell some other things when the time comes."

"That's okay." The aunt said: "The shops in this town are not cheap. Although your hot sauce is expensive, the ingredients in it are expensive. I can't make much money. I'm afraid I won't be able to pay the rent just by selling hot sauce."

Brother Zhao was a little surprised: "What you said is that."

"Why haven't you bought blood sausages recently?" asked the aunt. .

"I can't do it." Brother Zhao hasn't made blood sausage for almost half a month. The profit of blood sausage is not as high as that of hot sauce. He can't do it by himself. After selling the things, he has to do housework, wash and sweep the floor. Firewood, busy all day long, all trivial tasks, but very time-consuming.

Now he doesn't have to pick up firewood himself. He can buy it, but he can't do laundry and cooking. Even if he could, he wouldn't.

Moreover, the blood sausage was not as easy to sell as it was at the beginning, so he did not want to waste time and energy on this matter.

The aunt didn't understand this, so she just said: "Where is your husband?" Most of the people doing business outside are men. She came to buy hot sauce and had never seen her husband. At first, it was Brother Zhao and his son, and then there was another one. Sheep, rain or shine, are thin and small, with a head much bigger than the body. The head is pressed against the short neck, which makes people feel scared when they look at it, fearing that the neck will not be able to bear it and will break.

······This is thin, and Brother Zhao is not well-dressed.

It seems that either the family is not rich, or the husband does not love her.

"He is busy." Brother Zhao said.

"What can I be busy with?" The aunt curled her lips but didn't believe it. Although she was from the town, she knew how to work in the fields. In this season, she was not busy at all. Besides, even if you are really busy, you won't have a free day.

There are so many hot sauces and how heavy they are. Brother Zhao carries them back and forth every day, and the men in this family don't know how to feel distressed.

Brother Zhao said: "He went to Fuzhou to take the imperial examination, but he was not here."

"Ah!" The aunt was a little surprised: "He is still a scholar! But there are so many noble scholars who only understand a little bit every day, and they don't do anything at home. I understand." There were people coming and going around now, and the aunt came closer and said, "Are you going to support him in studying?"

Brother Zhao shook his head: "No."

Although he made some money buying hot sauce, Fang Zichen didn't. Not bad. Although he is a "scholar", from the time he planned to take the scientific examination to today, so many months later, he has only bought two books. He doesn't need to practice his handwriting. He doesn't spend any money at all. He also has his own wages. , paid every month, and handed it all over to him honestly when he came back. The last time I asked him for six taels of silver, he didn't have to spend it himself.

Speaking of confession is really out of the question.

Brother Zhao has no intention of explaining. It is enough for his family to understand his own affairs, and to know whether he is warm or not.

He spoke vaguely, but the aunt just thought he was being tough and said: "Don't think my words are unpleasant, aunt. I tell you, most of the people who are unkind and unjust are scholars. Now you have to support him to study. It's exhausting and exhausting. The sun is blowing, and he stays in the house without being blown by the wind or rain. When you get old and ugly, and he passes the exam, do you think he still wants to see you? Over there on East Street, the Huang family is almost the same as you. She washed clothes every day to earn money for her husband to study.

But two years ago, her husband was pregnant with a child, and he immediately thought she was illiterate and disrespectful. I heard that she was later divorced. The child's eyelashes fluttered: "...My husband is not that kind of person!"

"He knows people, knows faces, but doesn't know the heart! He needs you now, so he won't dislike you. Who can say for sure in the future, this man Ah, they are of good color." Auntie said, "I saw that a young man came to you often. Is he interested in you?"

Brother Zhao frowned, and his face suddenly changed: "Auntie, you misunderstood. "

Zhang Huaiwen has been coming to see him on West Street a lot recently. Every time he buys hot sauce, he stays and talks to him.

Zhang Huaiwen is elegant and easy-going, and treats people kindly. When talking to Brother Zhao, his words and deeds are all generous. He is also frank and apologizes for the rudeness when they first met.

If he didn't mention it, Brother Zhao would forget about it, and he didn't think much about it. Over time, Brother Zhao only regarded him as a friend, but he didn't expect that it would cause misunderstanding.

The aunt smiled and said: "I look at him and he seems to be interested in you!"

Brother Zhao: "It's nothing."

"You young man doesn't understand. Auntie, I've been here. I can tell when I look at someone, the way he looks at you. That's not right." The aunt said: "Although the old saying is that it is better to demolish ten temples than ruin one marriage, but I think he seems to be from a wealthy family. If someone likes you, you should make plans for yourself early, and you don't have to keep it to yourself. Poor scholar... Ouch..."

The good boy was holding a small wooden stick in his hand, his big eyes widened, and he looked at her fiercely.

The aunt covered her arms: "Good boy, why are you hitting people!"

"You are a bad guy, a bad guy." Good boy said, raising his head.

"Brother Zhao, look at this..."

Brother Zhao frowned: "Auntie, the guests are here. I have to be busy, so we won't talk today."

"Oh! Okay then!" Face to face Several people came straight to the stall, and the aunt didn't want to delay other people's business: "Then you should think about what I just said! It's also for the best, you... Oops, stop it... "..."

The good boy chased the aunt and beat her until she ran away, then the good boy came back dragging the wooden stick.

Brother Zhao greeted the customers, sold a few cans of hot sauce, and then touched the good boy's head. He didn't teach him a lesson. He just asked: "Why did you hit someone suddenly?"

He was not sure whether the good boy understood.

Unexpectedly, the good boy said: "She is a bad guy. My father said that bad guys will be beaten. If you beat a bad guy, you will be a hero."

Brother Zhao found it funny: "Do you understand?"

"Daddy, don't underestimate me. " Good boy." Good boy pouted, touched his head and said, "Father said that good boy has a big brain and is the smartest."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Donkey. You believe it too!

However, this matter was a wake-up call for Brother Zhao. He didn't take it to heart very much, but in his later years, when he recalled the green years of the past and Zhang Huaiwen, he only felt regretful.

When I got home in the afternoon, Brother Zhao took out the roast duck.

The skin of the roast duck is browned and crispy, and the meat is tender. It tastes best when it's fresh out of the oven, but it's not bad now.

The good boy sipped his saliva, and Brother Zhao gave him a piece of duck leg: "Eat it!"

The good boy smiled after getting the food: "Thank you, daddy." He took a bite, then his eyes lit up, and he jumped off the small bench, He ran to Brother Zhao and held up the duck leg and handed it to him: "Daddy, it's good to eat. Daddy is also hungry."

In the past, there wasn't enough food and I was always hungry. Brother Zhao often shared food with him.

Now that the conditions are good, there is obviously a large plate on the table. When the good boy is not paying attention, he will always subconsciously hand him something he thinks is delicious.

Brother Zhao smiled, leaned over and took a small bite: "Well, it's really delicious. You can eat it, there's some on the table."

The good boy ran back to the other side of the table.

The roast duck tastes really good and delicious. Fang Zichen said that day that it would taste even better if paired with the soul sauce.

Now that I have some time, I'll try making some sauce.

Seeing that he had finished chewing, Brother Zhao gave him another piece. The good boy raised his greasy hands, as if counting something, took the duck leg and suddenly said: "Dad, where is my little puppy?"

Brother Zhao Asked: "Is that the one your father pinched for you?"

Guaizi: "Yeah, that's right."

"In the room." Brother Zhao said.

Guaizi said: "Is it really true? Guaizi, let's go and have a look."

Guaizi liked the muddy puppy very much. He would hold it for a while every day. When he wanted to go, Brother Zhao didn't stop him, but for a moment , the good boy ran back.

His hands were empty, and Brother Zhao asked: "Where are the duck legs?"

Guaizi blinked his eyes, as if he had a guilty conscience, and said in a low voice: "Good boy, Xiwanniao."

Brother Zhao "..."

He thought he was Stupid?

I asked, but the good boy hesitated and refused to answer, so Brother Zhao stopped asking until he found clothes to take a bath at night. When he opened the box, there was a smell of roast duck coming out of it.

He pulled twice and found duck legs at the bottom of Fang Zichen's round-neck short-sleeved T-shirt.

It's quite hidden!

The clothes were white, but now they were stained with oil, making them look yellow and orange.

The clothes were too unconventional to wear, but Fang Zichen didn't want to throw them away. He packed them all in the box with his pants and slippers, just thinking that he would never be able to go back again, so he wanted to remember them.

Brother Zhao accidentally saw him staring at these things several times, and he knew that these clothes were no longer clothes to Fang Zichen.

He usually dared not move, but this time he was stained.

Brother Zhao was upset.

He went back to the kitchen to grab a stick, rushed to the backyard to arrest the man, and asked him why he hid the duck legs in the box. Seeing that the matter was exposed so quickly, the good boy was dejected: "The good boy wanted to leave something for his father. The roast duck is fragrant." Xiang, Haoxidi, Daddy, Dad, Guaizi, "

Brother Zhao: "..."

He couldn't fight anymore, and Guaizi escaped again.

Six days, neither long nor short, almost passed by in a blink of an eye.

Chapter 125

Fang Zichen is tall, and living in the room is quite uncomfortable. When he goes to bed at night, his legs cannot be straightened, and the bed is very simple. It is just a wooden board placed on two bricks, not to mention it is hard. There was a creaking sound when he turned over. Fortunately, he had experience sleeping on a wooden board, otherwise he might have lumbar disc herniation if he woke up overnight.

Stay there for three days and bring your own food.

Some candidates were indiscriminate. In the past, they were either servants or family members. They didn't touch a drop of sunshine and just immersed themselves in studying. When they were queuing up to get their numbers, Fang Zichen took a look. Most of them brought some food that would last. , although it is October, it is still hot at noon, and the meat buns will be sour the next day.

The officers and soldiers inspected strictly. Those who brought steamed buns even broke the steamed buns into pieces for inspection. Some people brought things in to cook. Although the tribute courtyard was spacious, there were many people. If they brought firewood, it would be filled with fireworks and a smoky atmosphere. What else would be needed to take the exam? , so most of them are carbon.

Fang Zichen brought some rice and charcoal, plus a jar of Zhao Geer's homemade pickles.

I didn't buy any steamed buns. They say that the body is the capital of revolution. Only when you are well fed and clothed can you have the energy to think about other things.

The test questions were not difficult, but Fang Zichen still took it seriously and did not dare to be careless at all.

When he came here, he told Brother Zhao and his son that he would come back first in the exam. If he failed, it would be a disgrace to his man's face.

...

Three days passed by in a flash.

In the afternoon, a loud gong sounded outside the Gongyuan, and the examiner's voice was loud: "The time is up, candidates please stop writing and hand in your papers."

Five or six examiners came down and knocked on the door one by one to collect their papers.

After half a cup of tea, until all the candidates handed in their papers, the heavy and majestic door of Gongyuan slowly opened with a creak from the inside.

Fang Zichen looked like someone who had been released from prison, with tears in his eyes. Li Yisheng looked amused: "How do you feel?"

Fang Zichen was startled. There were so many people outside. He didn't see Li Yisheng at all just now, and he didn't even see him. He never thought that the other party would come to pick him up.

Li Yisheng's hair was messy and his clothes were disheveled. Fang Zichen wondered: "What's going on with you? Have you been raped? What bastard is blind?"

Li Yisheng: "..."

He is sincere, but he is wrong after all. Paid.

He punched Fang Zichen angrily: "I was afraid that you would go in upright and come out sideways, so I fought my way in." He pointed at the dense group of people behind him: "It's easy for me! You have me What a blessing to have such a brother."

"It's just a test, it's impossible to faint!" Fang Zichen said proudly, waving his hands and saying, "Those who fainted are probably just idiots."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li The second aunt's voice came over.

"My son! My son! What's wrong with you?"

The soldier who carried Li Yixing out explained: "It's nothing serious. I couldn't finish the exam paper. I was so nervous that I fainted."

Every year in the government examination, such things happen one after another. .

Some candidates either caught cold or had a fever, or fainted from hunger. Everyone was not surprised.

Aunt Li's lips trembled: "...What? Can't finish writing? This is impossible, impossible."

Xiao Bing didn't say anything more. After confirming that she was a family member of the examinee, he carried her over directly.

It was so busy that a few of them were still dizzy!

Li Yisheng was stunned, as if he didn't expect that his cousin, who was very loved at home, always aloof and considered himself elegant, would become Fang Zichen's favorite.

Fang Zichen bumped him with his elbow: "Do you want to go over and take a look?"

"No." Li Yisheng didn't have a close relationship with his cousin, and his second aunt wasn't a good person either. , maybe thinking that he came to watch the show just to gloat about his misfortune, he said: "Going now is just looking for bad luck, let's go back first!"

Coyotito had previously asked Li Yisheng to help take care of him. Li Yisheng was very wealthy, and Coyotito didn't eat rice porridge. After sniffing, he lay down again. Li Yisheng was afraid that the dog would starve to death. Fang Zichen came out to cut off his relationship with him, so he sent someone to buy goat milk and feed him back. After not seeing him for a few days, Fang Zichen thought that the dog had forgotten him. , I didn't expect that as soon as I smelled him, I would whine at him.

Fang Zichen took a bath, ate something simple, chatted with Li Yisheng for a while, and then went to bed.

Early the next morning, Li Yisheng saw him carrying a big burden and came to say goodbye to him.

"You're leaving now? In such a hurry? Is your little girl waiting for you to go back to deliver the baby?"

"You're a single guy who doesn't understand." Fang Zichen sighed: "I am a family man, and my husband and son are at home. Wait for me! There's no need to rush." ​​Li Yi blushed angrily. He originally wanted to ask someone to stay for a few days to take him around Yuanzhou and taste the local customs. For now, let's forget it!

He waved his hand, but before he could say anything, someone came in from outside.

"Brother Sheng?"

He was a little fat man. He seemed surprised and excited when he saw Li Yisheng. He trotted over and said, "Brother Sheng, when did you come back?"

Li Yisheng frowned slightly and asked without answering: "Why are you here? "

Come to see Brother Yi. I heard that he is suffering from cold." The little fat man looked at Fang Zichen and said, "Who is this?"

Li Yisheng felt uncomfortable when he saw that he was holding Xingpinzhai's breakfast. Yes, he said concisely: "My brother."

The little fat man nodded to Fang Zichen: "Hello."

"Um~ Hello, hello!"

"I'll take you out." Li Yisheng seemed to be very anxious at this moment, and pulled Fang Zichen Just leave.

"Brother Sheng..."

The little fat man called out and hurriedly took two steps to catch up. Li Yi was so dressed up that he couldn't hear him and didn't respond.

Fang Zichen licked his lips and said, "Who is that? I feel like there is something wrong between you and him."

"Then you feel wrong." Li Yisheng said.

Fang Zichen turned around and saw the little fat man still standing in the courtyard. Although he was fat, his facial features were attractive and his lines were soft and not as tough as a man's.

Fang Zichen boldly guessed: "He is a brother?"

Li Yisheng didn't understand that Fang Zichen was an outsider, so he just said: "Are you talking nonsense?"

"Does he like you?" Fang Zichen asked.

Li Yisheng paused, sneered at himself and said in a low voice: "How is that possible?"

Fang Zichen didn't hear clearly due to the commotion on the street. He just thought this was another pair of I love you, you don't love me, you love him and he loves me. Son.

Thinking about what Li Yisheng said in the ruined temple that night, he was just a skin-tender, and thinking of the disappointed look on the little fat guy's face just now, Fang Zichen asked: "Don't you like fat people?"

Li Yisheng When I wanted to refute, I heard him say: "It's better to find a fat guy! For the same money, you picked the biggest one. It's so worth it! As a person, especially an attractive man, we can't be so superficial. No matter how good the skin is, it is only temporary. We must be good at discovering the inner beauty of others. If you are a brother with me, you must improve your style. Otherwise, you will lower my grade and I will blow your mind."

Li Yisheng: "· "Don't get me wrong, he is my cousin's fiancé."

"Ah~" Fang Zichen choked, feeling a little embarrassed: "Brother, I'm so sorry."

Li Yisheng's nose was slightly sour, he shook his head slightly and said hoarsely: "It's nothing."

It was normal for others to misunderstand him. After all, even he had thought he was right.

Xie Xiaoyu was cheerful and enthusiastic, and treated everyone well. Li Yisheng was ten years old at that time. After learning that he had no hope in the scientific examination, he was depressed and depressed for a long time. It was at this time that Xie Xiaoyu appeared.

He was as enthusiastic and cheerful as a little sun. His father had been friends with the Li family for generations. That year he went back and forth to visit relatives in Nanzhen and came to stay at home. Seeing that Li Yisheng looked "special", he always liked to stare at him during meals and even looked at him. I secretly told Father Xie that this brother was so pitiful and had no eyes.

This happened to be heard by Li Yisheng, who was so upset that he hid in the yard, not wanting to go out to see anyone.

Father Xie gave Xie Xiaoyu a lesson and ordered him to apologize to Li Yisheng. Xie Xiaoyu went to Li Yisheng, but Li Yisheng ignored him. Xie Xiaoyu was stubborn when he was young. The more Li Yisheng ignored him, the more he loved to pester Li Yisheng. , ran to his yard every day, and Li Yisheng didn't say anything, so he just chirped like a sparrow, saying he was here to apologize and beg for his forgiveness, but his words to coax him were always irritating.

'Brother Sheng, you ignored me yesterday and didn't let me enter your house. I haven't seen you all day. I miss you so much that when I saw the rhubarb at the door, I thought it looked a bit like you. '

Dahuang is a dog raised by Li Yisheng.

Li Yisheng was so angry that his head hurt, but he couldn't do anything to the chubby little fat man, so he could only comfort himself, saying that children's words are unbridled, children's words are unbridled.

But such self-hypnosis is completely useless.

His roar came from the room: "You are as fat as a pig."

"You...you scolded me?" Xie Xiaoyu rushed in and the door was almost knocked away by him. He pointed at Li Yisheng He scolded: "You look like a pig."

Li Yisheng: "Whoever is fat is a pig!"

The two children were so noisy that they almost started fighting.

Xie's father wanted to go back after visiting his relatives. Xie Xiaoyu was not forgiven by Li Yisheng and depended on the Li family for life and death, but he just didn't want to go back.

He was a little kid and was annoying when he was noisy. Xie's father could only leave him with

Li Li's father, so he placed him in the small courtyard next to Li Yisheng.

Xie Xiaoyu has lived in Li's house for half a year, and Li Yisheng's sense of him has gradually changed from this annoying little fat guy to this little fat guy, which is quite satisfying.

The child's relationship warmed up quickly, and every year after that, Xie Xiaoyu would always beg Xie's father to let him stay at Li's house for a while, saying that he missed Brother Sheng.

On days when they didn't see each other, the two exchanged letters.

Li Yisheng knew that he liked to eat, so he always found some snacks and brought them to him.

When Xie Xiaoyu was sixteen years old, on the eve of the New Year Festival, they went out to play and walked to the moat. There were crowds of people and a few lanterns floating on the river. Xie Xiaoyu wanted to get closer, but was bumped into by a child running around and about to fall into the river. Li Yisheng grabbed him and pushed him to the shore. He accidentally stepped on the air and fell into the river.

He was a landlubber and kept splashing in the water. Xie Xiaoyu was so anxious that he burst into tears and shouted for someone. Several men ran over and jumped down, and then rescued Li Yisheng.

Li Yisheng was frightened by the cold and developed a high fever.

When he woke up in the middle, Xie Xiaoyu's eyes were red. He suddenly told Li Yisheng that he was very good and he liked him. When he said this, he didn't show any shyness, and he looked very casual. Li Yisheng wondered for a moment, what kind of love did he mean?

Is it a love between men and women? Or is it the love between brothers? Or maybe it was because he was grateful for saving him, and he said absurd things out of confusion and impulsiveness.

Before he had time to ask, Xie Xiaoyu received a message from Li's father, saying that there was an emergency at home and asking him to go back as soon as possible.

Li Yisheng was worried and sent someone to inquire. Two days later, news came that Aunt Li had invited a matchmaker to propose marriage to the Xie family, and the Xie family agreed.

Chapter 126

Li Yisheng was shocked by the news and couldn't believe it. He couldn't care about anything else at the moment. He dragged his sick body with a high fever and ran to Yuanzhou overnight. The city gate was closed, so he hid outside. The winter night was cold and the north wind was biting. He shivered against the city gate and his lips were purple.

At dawn the next day, the city gate opened. After he entered the city, he grabbed someone and asked the Xie family how to get there. The man shook him off and asked where he came from to beg for food.

Li Yisheng paused and didn't understand for a while, until he came to the river and saw his own hair reflected in the river, with messy hair, black eyes, and a haggard and withered face.

Being bedridden and spending a night in the wild, my image was really bad.

He wanted to find an inn to dress up before visiting Xie's house. He turned around and saw Xie Xiaoyu and Li Yixing walking towards him. Li Yisheng subconsciously hid for no reason and watched the two chatting and laughing as they entered Xingpinzhai.

The maid who was waiting outside glanced into the shop and said to the sister next to her: "Our young master and Mr. Li are really a perfect match. Hey, look, Mr. Li is feeding our young master some snacks... "..."

They were facing the gate of Xingpinzhai, and Li Yisheng saw the little brother who used to be carefree and monkey-like in front of him. Now he was smiling at Li Yixing, very shy.

He had never shown such an expression before Xie Xiaoyu in front of him.

My dear, I always blush in front of my lover.

He heard Li Yixing ask: "Brother Yu, you and my eldest brother have known each other for so many years. What do you think of my eldest brother?

" He replied: "Brother Sheng is very good! Just like my brother, he loves me very much."

After hearing this, Li Yisheng felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained instantly, and his whole body ached. He was shaking and holding on. The wall can stand firm.

The sky is beautiful today, the clouds are thick, and it will be bright but not clear yet.

Li Yixing and Xie Xiaoyu didn't know what they were talking about. Their voices were obviously not lowered deliberately. His ears were ringing, but he couldn't hear a word clearly.

The noise was unbearable.

Li Yisheng almost turned around and left.

He no longer had the courage to go to Xie's house, nor did he have the courage to ask Xie Xiaoyu. He knew that he was afraid that he had misunderstood and was being sentimental. He staggered and was embarrassed.

Li Yisheng was completely confused and didn't know how he got home.

After returning from Yuanzhou, his condition worsened and it took him more than half a month before he could barely get up from the bed.

During this period, Xie Xiaoyu came twice, but Li Yisheng found an excuse and didn't see anyone.

When people get along with each other, their feelings and boundaries are different. Lovers can kiss each other, friends...

He has crossed the boundary emotionally, and he and Xie Xiaoyu may not even be friends.

He avoided Xie Xiaoyu and tried his best to restrain his feelings for him.

But knowing each other for eleven years, the love rooted in flesh and blood cannot be easily forgotten.

Every day Xie Xiaoyu greeted him and hung out in front of him, this feeling would never fade away.

Only by keeping distance, until the memory and good impression of him gradually fade, can the feelings that cannot be expressed in words be completely buried.

Later, when thanking Xiao Yu for the letter, Li Yisheng didn't even open the envelope, but locked it in the book drawer without replying to it.

Xie Xiaoyu didn't see his reply for a long time, so he thought he didn't receive it. The messenger who was responsible for delivering the letter was afraid that he accidentally lost the letter on the way, so he kept it secret for fear of being blamed.

He wrote three more letters in a row and had people send them back to Nanzhen.

When a letter is sent out, it is like a stone sinking into the ocean.

Once or twice, Xie Xiaoyu could still find reasons, but after many times, he understood.

He wondered if Li Yisheng was angry?

The other party fell seriously ill in order to save him, but he returned home before he recovered without even a word of thanks. Whoever it was would have felt uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Xie Xiaoyu couldn't sit still for a moment. After begging his parents for permission, he ran non-stop to Li's house, but Li Yisheng refused to see him.

Xie Xiaoyu apologized outside the house, but no matter what he said, Li Yisheng still refused to see him.

After that, Xie Xiaoyu continued to stay at Li's house for a while as usual every year, just like peeing. Li's father and Li's mother already treated him as their own brother, and they didn't think about whether it was appropriate or not.

When Li Yisheng came, he made excuses to hide out.

In the past few years, the two have met only a handful of times.

Xie Xiaoyu felt uncomfortable and wanted to ask Li Yisheng why, but Li Yisheng avoided him like a snake and a scorpion. Whenever they couldn't talk more than two sentences, he would find excuses to leave.

Although Xie Xiaoyu was persistent and wanted a reason, he was still a brother. He would feel embarrassed running after a man.

...

Li Yisheng pulled away from the memories and patted Fang Zichen on the shoulder: "Brother, remember to come and see me when you are free in the future."

Yesterday, Li Yisheng gave Fang Zichen a small box with a gold lock inside, saying it was for him. Son's. Brother Zhao does not. He is a foreigner, so it is always inappropriate to give something to a brother.

This thing is yellow and full of earthy flavor, with a vivid little rabbit carved on it.

Guaizi was born in the Year of the Rabbit. It seems that Li Yisheng went to the jewelry store and asked someone to beat him personally.

Fang Zichen weighed it. It was very heavy. It must not be cheap. However, this thing was not suitable for his son to wear. His head was already big, and it was already very heavy for a big head. If he wore it again, Son, I'm afraid I can't even lift my head.

Come on, Fang Zichen is kind to others. He put the baggage away and spent a long time digging around in it. They were all things he bought for Brother Zhao and Guaizi. There was nothing suitable for Li Yisheng. Fang Zichen was embarrassed for a long time before licking his face. , painfully stuffed the leftover jar of pickles to Li Yisheng: "Give it to you."

"What's this?" Li Yisheng opened the jar, and a strange fragrance hit his nostrils. He swallowed and took a look inside. , I ate most of the pickles, and there was only two left in the jar...I could barely manage two bites.

His eyelids kept twitching: "You... you just gave me this? Did you give it to the wrong one?" It's

better not to give it to me.

"This is delicious," Fang Zichen said, "My husband made it himself." He couldn't bear to finish it. During the three days in the cell, he drank porridge every day. He was not very hungry but also peeed a lot.

The examination room was very strict, and the number of times you could even go to the latrine was restricted. Every time, there were officers and soldiers following closely behind you.

Fang Zichen didn't dare to eat more. He was always hungry. When he was very hungry, he would take a few bites at the pickles, or put his hand in and dip some juice into it and lick it.

How pitiful.

There are still some pickles left this time, and that's all the result of his trying his best to control himself.

He felt generous even if he could give it away.

"I guess it won't be long before I live in Yuanzhou." Fang Zichen said, "I'll invite you to my house for dinner then. This is my husband's skill." He gave a thumbs up.

"Are you that confident?" Li Yisheng knew that he planned to quit next year. If he passed the examination as a scholar, he would be recommended and he would be able to study at Qinghe Academy.

Qinghe Academy has a high admissions barrier, and young students can only enter the Ding class in the second academy.

Most of the people in a hospital are among the top ten in the county examination, the top twenty in the government examination, and the top five in the hospital examination.

Fang Zichen ranked first in the county examination, so he could go, but after thinking about it, he still wanted to stay in Fu'an Town for a while.

If he were alone, it wouldn't matter much, but now that he has a husband and a son, and a family, he has no ability to make a living, and there is no foolproof plan to settle down in a different place, and it is easy to negotiate peace.

"Yes." Fang Zichen said: "I read the book."

Li Yisheng: "..."

Among the students taking the scientific examination, who has not read the book?

After reading the book, you will definitely pass the exam?

Then Yuanzhou is probably full of talented scholars!

However, the results of the prefectural examination have not yet come out, so it seems too early to talk about the college examination.

"Be careful when you go back, don't meet ghosts again." Li Yisheng sighed and said.

Fang Zichen turned to look at him and said nonchalantly: "When we meet him, we meet him. He is not afraid of the shadow when he is upright. I will beat him to death when he comes."

"Haha," Li Yisheng smiled and said, "Who said you were going to be scared by me last time? "It's me! "

Fang Zichen didn't feel embarrassed at all. Li Yisheng was surprised that he was so sincere all of a sudden, and then he said, "That's because I think you are more terrifying than a ghost."

Li Yisheng said in a show of force. Beat him: "...Get out!"

Half his life was lost when he came. Fang Zichen didn't take the carriage this time, and the carriage was expensive. He didn't want to spend the wasted money. He would save when he could, and he would be poor for a while. Over time, Fang Zichen became more stingy than anyone else. Even if he bought two buns, he had to bargain with the 'proprietress'.

Li Yisheng waited with him at the city gate for a while before catching an ox cart that was leaving the city.

The horse-drawn carriage is fast, but the bumps are severe. The ox-cart is slow, but it is comfortable after all.

The oxcart is just the way to go, and after three hours of walking, we can reach Fuan Town.

When Fang Zichen thought of his husband and son at home, he felt full of energy and didn't feel tired at all. Even taking a chicken blood shot was nothing more than that. He put the burden on his shoulders and walked with vigor and high spirits.

Halfway through the journey, a cry for help suddenly came from ahead.

This voice sounded strangely familiar.

Fang Zichen scratched his head, but for a moment he couldn't remember who came to save him, which made him hesitate.

When he came to take the exam first, Brother Zhao once told him to be careful on the road, and not to force himself if he encountered banditry. His life was at stake, and he would have to give up some money at the worst, just hoping that he would be safe.

Fang Zichen also agreed.

He is a man, and once he makes a promise, it will be difficult to backtrack on it.

And... He hid to the side, looked at it, touched it, came closer, hid behind the tree, parted the grass and took a look, and saw that Barbie was Q.

Although he is a good fighter, his sword has no eyes!

This bandit is not very good at boxing and kicking, but he is fully equipped. He is either carrying a stick or holding a knife. It really looks like what was shown on TV.

Two fists are no match for four hands, not to mention this is a gleaming machete.

Fang Zichen was a little scared.

There were five or six bandits in front of them, all with their faces covered. The servants fell down, and an old man was dragged aside and beaten.

"Grandpa..."

Yang Mingyi was about to rush over, but a bandit pulled him back by his hair, stretched out his hand to stop him, and looked at him very obscenely: "Little brother, where are you running? Come, come to uncle's arms. Come here."

Yang Mingyi's palms were sweating, he was panicked and frightened, but his face was still cold, and he tried his best to maintain his calmness: "What on earth do you want to do?"

Chapter 127:

These bandits are said to be bandits but they don't look like them. Bandits are often seen on the roads in Yuanzhou and Fu'an towns. Those bandits are not large-scale, sometimes seven or eight, sometimes five or six, committing crimes in small groups.

Most of them are from nearby villages, with one or two brothers at the top and three or four younger brothers and sisters at the bottom. They have little land and they all rely on God for food. If they encounter drought or floods, they will either tighten their belts or sell their sons and daughters. , my family was in trouble, I went to the town to look for work, there were not many jobs that I could do, and I didn't dare to go to far away places. I really couldn't survive, so I took the risk and came out to do this kind of cutting-edge work.

After all, they are villagers. Even if they have evil desires, they don't dare to do anything. They are afraid that if they rob too hard, they will arouse the anger of the people. They usually just rob some goods and rob some money, but they have never caused any loss of life. The government has received reports. , when troops were sent out for encirclement and suppression, they hid in the village. They were all honest-faced, and the villagers were related to each other, so they helped to cover up. Nothing could be found, and they did not do anything heinous, so the government just Turn a blind eye.

But this time, this group of bandits was different.

Yang Mingyi gave away all the money he had, but the other party still didn't want to let him go.

"What do you want to do?" The bandit smiled and said obscenely: "Of course I want to fuck you!"

Yang Mingyi's face darkened. Hearing this, Mr. Wu said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Yi, run quickly, run quickly. "

"Old guy, you're looking for death!" The bandit kicked him hard.

"Grandpa~" Yang Mingyi refused to leave.

Let's not talk about whether one of his brothers can outrun several strong men. Even if he can run, he can't leave his family behind and run away alone. But to stay...

He looked at the ground at his feet. Stick, he wanted to fight to the death, but before he could make any move, the bandits rushed over.

"Little beauty~" He pushed Yang Mingyi to the ground and then pressed him up.

The surrounding bandits made a fuss.

"Brother, you have to hurry up! The brothers are still waiting to have a good time!"

"This little brother is so damn pretty. He can't even compare to the top lady in Fangchun Tower. His face is so beautiful. " Just looking at him makes me itch."

"Although he is a little brother, he is not as strong as a woman, but he is still young, I am afraid he is not pregnant. I am really lucky today." "

It is said that Fu'an Zhenyang is here. The only brother of the boss's family is so beautiful that he is the king of the country. Now that he looks at it, he is well-deserved."

The back of Yang Mingyi's head was hit hard on the ground, and his eyes blurred. He tried his best to resist, kicking his legs and beating the bandit with his hands. She leaned down to kiss him, but was hit in the face with a fist.

"Damn it, you dare to hit me?" The bandit raised his hand high and slapped him fiercely.

There was a crisp sound, and Yang Mingyi was slapped firmly.

A man who works all year round is very strong.

Yang Mingyi was beaten so badly that his head turned to the side, his ears were ringing, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

He has never been beaten since he was a child, and he mostly suffered cynicism and disdain.

In other words, before he was nine years old, except for his grandparents who came to visit him occasionally, he had always been ignored in the Yang family.

There was only one old lady accompanying him in the entire courtyard.

It wasn't until Yang Mutao gave up that he was taken out of the backyard.

He was stunned, and the left side of his face quickly swelled. There was a constant buzzing in his ears, and the bandit's obscene words were poured into his right ear. The two sounds were mixed together, and he couldn't hear anything clearly for a while. It almost gave him a splitting headache.

He instinctively pushed back with both hands, but the other party remained motionless. Yang Mingyi couldn't help but begged: "No... no..."

"If you want it, how can you not want it! I'll let you go later." You're happy." Yang Mingyi has a cold and indifferent temperament. He looks noble and inviolable. Now his eyes are hollow, and he shows a look of panic and helplessness. The contrast is huge, but it does not seem inconsistent, but complements each other. It can make such a person feel low. Begging for mercy, the bandit's blood surged, he became more and more excited and agitated, his belly bulged, and he became more and more intolerable.

"Brother Yi..." Mr. Wu was trembling all over, watching helplessly but unable to do anything. He could only scream at the top of his lungs, and the fists and kicks falling on his body became closer and closer.

He tried to crawl towards Yang Mingyi, but was quickly dragged back.

When he was young, he was a powerless scholar. He had been pampered for many years, and now that he was getting older, he was unable to fight back against bandits.

"Brother Yi~"

"Brother Yi~"

He could only shout one after another. He knew the methods of those bandits. They didn't want money, but they only came for the lives of his grandfather and grandson. If Brother Yi was killed, If it falls into their hands, I'm afraid I won't get a good one.

I didn't expect anything like this to happen on this trip, so I only brought a few maids and two young men to protect me.

Everyone fell down now.

Mr. Wu didn't dare to look again, for fear that one more look would kill him.

Seeing the bandit reaching out to untie his clothes, he was still a child after all. He had been imprisoned in the inner house in the past and had not experienced much. No matter how calm and calm Yang Mingyi was on weekdays, now he looked panicked and his hands were firmly grasped. As the medicine took effect, his whole body began to feel sore and weak. He bit his lip tightly, clenched his fists tightly, blood oozed from his palms, and he closed his eyes in despair.

However, a breath passed, but the bandit made no move. With a slight movement on his body, the bandit's scream could be heard in his ears.

Yang Mingyi suddenly opened his eyes, and then his pupils couldn't help but shrink. Fang Zichen's figure was clearly reflected in his pupils.

Fang Zichen lifted the bandit above his head, smashed it to the ground, and then stepped on the bandit's stomach.

"Hmm..." The bandit was thrown so hard that his internal organs seemed to be out of place, and his kick was as heavy as a thousand pounds. His spine was shattered, and then his whole body was paralyzed. His chest was tight and painful, and he couldn't move for a moment. , vomiting blood one after another.

Looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, Yang Mingyi was lying on the ground in disbelief: "Brother Fang?"

"It's me!" Fang Zichen nodded and said.

Yang Mingyi's nose turned sour: "Is it really you?"

"How can it be fake?" Fang Zichen clicked his tongue, and pushed back his hair, revealing his handsome and deep eyebrows: "Brother is still as handsome as before. We haven't seen each other for a few days. ! Don't you recognize me?"

After only a few words of conversation, there was a sound from behind.

"Big brother..."

Fang Zichen appeared suddenly and unexpectedly. When the other bandits reacted, they became furious. Just as he was about to succeed, Cheng Yaojin unexpectedly appeared in the middle of the battle.

In the eyes of the bandits, Yang Mingyi thought that this moment was like shining gold. How could he tolerate it when he saw that the duck in his hand was about to fly away.

They were about to rush over with knives and curses. When Fang Zichen realized what they were saying, some of them immediately got out, while others were arrogant and said that Buddhas should be killed, and people who stand in their way would kill people.

How arrogant!

Fang Zichen was calm and fearless, and slowly picked up the big knife on the side. He lifted Yang Mingyi up and carried it behind him with one hand: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Yang Mingyi's whole body was soft and frightened, but all the panic and fear were wiped out by this. Words miraculously soothed.

"Brother Fang..." The emotions he had been holding back and the nerves that had been tense finally collapsed at this moment. He tried his best, hugged Fang Zichen's neck tightly with his sore hands, and buried himself in his neck. at.

A low whimper sounded.

It is the aftermath of a disaster, and also the catharsis after helplessness and despair.

A bandit brandished a knife and attacked from the left, obviously with a deadly attack.

Hearing the bad news, Fang Zichen jumped on the spot and cursed.

"Fuck you, uncle!"

He raised his foot, and a wooden stick flew over with a whoosh. The bandit ducked sideways, and the wooden stick hit the carriage behind him. The carriage was instantly hit and sawdust flew everywhere.

The bandit's eyes widened and he broke into a cold sweat. I thought to myself that this young man was so strong. If the wooden stick had hit him just now, he would probably be burped.

He was only distracted for a moment, when Fang Zichen's wind came closer. The long wooden stick was difficult to attack at close range. He tried to use his hind legs to distance himself, but it was too late.

Fang Zichen slashed with his knife, and the bandit's hand holding the wooden stick was instantly broken.

"Ah..." The bandit let out a shrill scream.

The half of the arm fell to the ground with a thud, and blood gushed out from the broken arm. Blood flowed all over the ground, and everyone was stunned again.

Too cruel.

It's so cruel.

Mr. Wu's head was covered with blood and his vision was blurry. He looked at him for a long time before the visitor could see clearly. When he saw Fang Zichen, his first reaction was not to be happy, but to worry that

the scholar had nothing but a belly full of ink. His shoulders could not resist and his hands could not lift. , so people often say that a person who is useless is a scholar.

Mr. Wu knew better. He didn't hold out any hope and wanted to tell him to run away, but the next second he saw him lifting the person up without any effort.

The bandit closest to Fang Zichen saw that Fang Zichen had his back turned to him and immediately slashed him with a knife.

The bandit thought he could make a sneak attack, but unexpectedly, Fang Zichen seemed to have eyes in his back and dodged the knife. He wanted to swing the knife and slash again, but Fang Zichen's big knife had already struck him.

This knife struck his right hand firmly, causing blood to splash everywhere.

Fang Zichen struck cruelly. He looked calm and composed, without blinking when he cut people, and his strikes were ruthless and decisive. He seemed to be used to such bloody scenes, but Yang Mingyi found that his body was shaking slightly.

Fang Zichen didn't want this, but these bandits were really hateful.

It is not enough to rob wealth, but also want to rob sex.

How old is Yang Mingyi!

It's really abominable that these people are so greedy for money and hurt lives.

Although Fang Zichen was not upright on weekdays, he seemed to be careless, talkative, and a little greedy for life, but deep down he was upright and hated evil as much as he hated it.

He had practiced martial arts with his grandfather for many years, so he didn't take these bandits seriously. When it came to fighting, he was never afraid of anyone.

Fang Zichen held his breath and concentrated, scanning the crowd, as if he was making a choice. After a moment, Fang Zichen spotted the bandit who just said it was itchy and rushed over.

The bandit was frightened by the two swords he had just made. When he saw him coming towards him, he turned around and wanted to run away.

Fang Zichen stepped forward and hit him on the kneecap with the back of the knife, causing him to kneel on the ground. Fang Zichen swung his fist and hit him, causing blood to flow from his mouth and nose. He fell to the side, and then kicked him in front of his face. This kick was so strong that three of the bandit's teeth were knocked out.

Fang Zichen flew up and kicked another bandit, then pulled away and stepped sideways, slashing the bandit Zuo Ze's back with his knife.

In just the blink of an eye, four of them were knocked down.

Just when Fang Zichen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a bandit behind him came over with a knife.

Mr. Wu said hoarsely: "...Be careful."

Yang Mingyi did not raise his head, but held Fang Zichen's neck tightly.

Fang Zichen raised his knife and faced him.

There was a clang sound, and the two big knives slashed together.

The bandit seemed to have expected it, and his hands were numb from the shock. He suddenly smiled, took out one hand, opened his palm, and suddenly blew a puff towards Fang Zichen.

When Fang Zichen exchanged blows with the first two bandits, he could tell that Cheng Yaojin, who had suffered a thousand blows, could see people with his eyes and his reactions were extremely sensitive.

It was impossible to launch a sneak attack on him.

He can only make another move.

After blowing, the bandit couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha...huh?" His eyes suddenly widened.

After a burst of white smoke, Fang Zichen was still standing opposite him. Facing his expression of disbelief, Fang Zichen said, "You're stupid!"

"This... this is impossible..." Bandit You can't believe that his drug has failed?

But it's impossible!

Those maids and boys were just attacked, and they haven't even woken up yet!

He didn't dare to underestimate Fang Zichen. The amount he had just prepared was enough to kill a cow.

Mr. Wu staggered over and hid behind Fang Zichen.

Fang Zichen kicked the bandit and sent him flying backwards. Seeing the others staring at him closely, as if waiting for an opportunity, Fang Zichen walked towards the bandit who fell to the ground.

There are dense forests on both sides of the road, and the wind blows and rustles. He took one step at a time, as if stepping on the apex of his heart. The bandit trembled and wanted to crawl back. Fang Zichen didn't give him a chance and started kicking him when he got close.

He exerted force with every kick, and the bandit howled in pain. The sound was so miserable that the birds in the forest flew away in fright.

He picked one person to beat. Seeing that the person was about to die, Yang Mingyi called him softly.

"Brother Fang?"

"I have a sense of proportion." Fang Zichen said: "If you beat someone to death, you will go to jail. I will not be stupid like that."

"Then you..."

"When you fight, you have to beat someone to death. ," Fang Zichen said while kicking: "This way, others will not dare to come up. This is called killing the chicken to scare the monkey. I have taught you another trick. Have you learned it?"

Yang Mingyi: "..."

Yang Mingyi looked around. , several other bandits seemed to be really frightened by Fang Zichen's brutal beating, like chopping melons and vegetables. One or two of them shrank and dared not come up. Fang Zichen stopped and turned around to look at the mountains. The bandit took a few steps back and ran away.

Fang Zichen said again: "This is called running away."

At this moment, only the few with broken legs and two more seriously injured could not run away and fell to the ground, screaming.

Old Wu, with a bruised nose and swollen face, walked over slightly tremblingly, leaning on a stick. He was completely different from the elegant, noble, unsmiling old man in the library. Fang Zichen didn't recognize him for a moment, but felt that his figure was familiar.

"Grandpa..."

Yang Mingyi wanted to help him, but his legs and feet were weak, so he could only help Fang Zichen to the side of the carriage.

Wu Lao trembled and walked to Fang Zichen, who helped him to Yang Mingyi.

Mr. Wu gently stroked Yang Mingyi's face and blamed himself: "Brother Yi, are you okay?"

Yang Mingyi shook his head: "Grandpa, I'm okay!"

As soon as Yang Mingyi's grandfather shouted, Fang Zichen knew that this old man gave him I vouched for it, so I was kind to him!

Chapter 128

Fang Zichen took out two balls of wet cotton from his nose, took a deep breath, looked dazed, then blinked and asked: "What should I do now?"

There are people lying on the ground, and they cannot be left alone. Just walked away.

Mr. Wu covered his mouth and coughed a few times, pointed at a middle-aged man on the ground, and said hoarsely: "Go and try to see if you can wake him up. When he wakes up, let him go back and report to the official."

"Oh. !" Fang Zichen walked over.

Yang Mingyi saw that he pushed the person twice and shouted twice: "Uncle, wake up, the sun is shining on your butt."

Fang Zichen frowned: "What should I do? This guy looks like a pig! I can't wake him up."

Wu The old man sighed: "He has been drugged, please keep shouting."

Fang Zichen shouted twice more, and the other person looked like a dead person. Fang Zichen hurried home, got angry, grabbed his collar, and slapped the other person twice in the face. , two snaps.

"...Wake up, wake up! Wake up the fuck..."

Yang Mingyi couldn't help but cover his face, feeling that his face hurt even more.

The uncle woke up leisurely and felt that his face was burning. The place was vast, but the smell of blood was still strong. The sound of painful groans ran into his ears. He looked subconsciously and saw the two broken bones. His eyes opened and he jumped up.

"What happened?"

The gang of bandits rushed out and blew smoke at them without saying a word. They had no idea what happened after that.

"We met bandits." Mr. Wu said, "Go back quickly to report to the official, and then go back to the mansion to send a message."

"...Yes."

After the others left, Fang Zichen went into the forest to carry the baggage on his back. He came out: "Then I'm leaving too!"

Yang Mingyi subconsciously grabbed his clothes.

Fang Zichen: "..."

Fang Zichen frowned slightly, feeling that it was going to be bad. Just now he descended from the sky like a heavenly soldier and general to rescue Brother Yi from the deep water. He was too awesome, and he was wild and cool when he beat people. , the posture is neat, clean and unrestrained. If...he can't help but fall in love with me because of this, I should also understand him.

But they are impossible.

He already has Brother Zhao. He is a good man and he must never do anything to regret Brother Zhao.

Moreover, Yang Mingyi is too young. He is not a beast. How can he get involved with him?

He coughed, his expression serious and serious.

"Brother Yi, there is no possibility for us."

Yang Mingyi: "..."

"You are still young, immature, and easily impulsive. It is difficult to distinguish between admiration, gratitude and goodwill when they are mixed together. Although I saved you, it is absolutely not allowed to pledge myself to you. If you really want to thank me..." Fang Zichen rubbed his thumb and index finger together: "I can give you a few hundred taels. That's all."

Yang Mingyi: "..."

Yang Mingyi let go: "Brother Fang, you misunderstood, I... I'm just afraid."

"... Oh. , then I'll wait until someone arrives before leaving." Fang Zichen said with a blushing face.

Mr. Wu stared at him fiercely.

It turned out that Mr. Wu was still grateful to Fang Zichen, but Fang Zichen's words blew away his gratitude.

Does this mean he looks down on his brother Yi or something?

Fang Zichen was unhappy: "Old man, don't look at me like that!"

"I want to eat swan meat." Mr. Wu snorted, and then kept coughing.

This doesn't sound right.

Although Yang Mingyi is good, he is not bad either!

Comparing him to nothing is worse than leprosy/□□. This old man really has no vision!

Fang Zichen felt very depressed. When he saw him coughing up blood, he felt a little worried and said, "Old man, are you okay?"

Meeting Yang Mingyi's worried and self-blaming eyes, Mr. Wu shook his head: "It's okay, it's just chest tightness. " I feel uncomfortable."

"Then why are you shaking so much?" Fang Zichen said, "Is there something wrong with your legs? Do you need me to help you get a rest in the car?"

Wu Lao gritted his teeth.

After all, he had been kind to him. Fang Zichen was worried and looked at him up and down.

Mr. Wu was beaten badly, but it was not fatal. He was old, and as he got older, he might not be able to recover as quickly as young people.

"Old man, don't be afraid. You are scared. Your legs are shaking so much. Don't fall down! Hey, you are so old, why haven't you developed your courage yet?"

Mr. Wu: " "..."

Mr. Wu took a deep breath

and said, "I am no longer as good as you young people." Fang Zichen nodded and agreed: "Indeed, after all, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the waves in front die on the beach. This is true."

Mr. Wu's heart was pounding, and his chest hurt even more: "Have you ever practiced martial arts?"

When Fang Zichen fights, his moves are coherent and compact, and they are not just random tricks.

Moreover, his reaction to danger is too sensitive. When he strikes, he is so quick that it seems to be deeply imprinted in his bones. His attack is an instinctive reaction of the body.

Mr. Wu has seen too many young talents. Qinghe Academy, those in the first academy are the leaders of the younger generation. Even so, they cannot be proficient in all poems, lyrics and songs. In addition to literature, there are also people who are good at playing the piano, and some who are good at painting, but those who are good at playing the piano and painting, Literary is not obvious, if you want to say that you are both civilized and military, you really can't find one.

Wu Laoyuan felt that he had already snared all the young talents in Yuanzhou, but when he met Fang Zichen, he realized that there were mountains beyond the mountains, and there were people beyond the mountains.

People's energy is limited and they can bite off more than they can chew. It's not easy for some people to win the title of something. Fang Zichen is capable of both literature and martial arts. I'm afraid he was specially trained by the big family.

"Yeah!" Fang Zichen replied: "I studied with my grandfather for a few years and went to martial arts classes for a few years." He recalled the past and sighed: "I was kidnapped when I was a child and was detained for two days. Those kidnappers didn't behave well. , they didn't give me food or drink, and I almost starved to death. After my parents rescued me, my grandfather put me in his army, saying he wanted me to practice some moves for self-defense. The army is not easy to work with. You have to get up before dawn in the morning. I couldn't bear it. I cried to my grandmother a few times, and she took me back and asked me to take martial arts classes. "

Mr. Wu was very interested in Yang Mingyi . Yes, Yang Mutao was nothing in his eyes. Mr. Wu was worried about the 'master' he invited. He sent someone to check Fang Zichen and found out that this man came from overseas, and then married a brother and worked as a pawn for others. stepfather.

Nothing else can be found.

He had never come into contact with Fang Zichen before, but he was quite surprised when he tested Yang Mingyi's arithmetic.

In addition to the previous game of chess, even if this person is very rude, it has to be said that this person has something.

Ordinary people would not buy these things. Shangjia's family is mostly accustomed to the way of buying and selling. Wu Lao originally guessed that Fang Zichen was born in a family of small officials. When he heard this, his previous guess was overturned. .

Military?

Could it be that he comes from the Jiangmen family?

"Then what else do you want?" Mr. Wu asked again.

"I know a lot of things, I can't tell you all in one night," Fang Zichen said.

How arrogant!

Looking at the boy with an obviously childish face in front of him, Mr. Wu tried his best to calm down and said: "You are good at martial arts. Have you ever thought about joining the army? With your skills, you should be able to have a thousand households in a few years. The country is in turmoil now." , foreign enemies are raging, and it is people like you who are needed to

get ahead quickly.

In Congwen, there is a college examination every two years and a provincial examination every three years. If unfortunately you fail the examination, it will take three years and three years. Most people only pass the examination in middle age.

Fang Zichen's eyes widened and he said gloomily: "Old man, you are unethical! I just saved you, but you are ungrateful and want to persuade me to die. Is there anyone like you?"

Fang Zichen was unhappy. .

Somewhere in Daxia persuaded him to join the army. If he were still in modern times, he would have gone there in minutes. How glorious it would be to join the army to protect his family and country! Moreover, he can also enjoy priority, discounts, so many benefits, he will still have a pension after death, and his son can still be regarded as a descendant of martyrs and heroes. In Daxia... forget it!

It's so difficult for a widow to live alone in this land that eats people but doesn't spit out bones. If he accidentally dies, maybe his husband and son will be able to come down to stay with him the next year as soon as he closes his eyes.

Yang Mingyi saw that his grandfather was coughing again, and looked at Fang Zichen who was about to speak but was hesitant to speak.

He wanted to beg Fang Zichen to stop talking and leave his grandfather a way out. Not only was he not beaten to death by the bandits, he would have been mad to death.

He coughed violently, his face turned red, and he seemed to be out of breath. Fang Zichen had lost most of his breath, so why should he compete with an old man? He said: "Why don't you get into the carriage and lie down for a while!"

"I can't lie down." Mr. Wu was a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid those people are back again."

The Yang family's backyard was smoky, and there was a lot of trouble in the place where there were many women. If this group of people were pure bandits, they would have left as soon as he named them and gave them money.

Although he does not have much power, if the mere act of being a master is not enough to deter the other party, then his reputation as the dean of Qinghe Academy is enough.

Qinghe Academy, the first academy in Yuanzhou, the prefect of Yuanzhou was actually his old classmate.

With these two identities, he has always been respected by others.

Moreover, he had walked this road countless times, and this was not the first time he encountered bandits.

The imperial court valued literature, and literati were rare. Anyone who harmed him without reason would be charged with having his family confiscated, and his descendants would be banned from taking exams for three years.

Punishments are severe and few dare to break the law.

The carriage was marked, and when they saw his carriage coming from a distance, the bandits all gave way.

This time...

Mr. Wu sighed.

Brother Yi is afraid that he is in someone's path.

The group of bandits just escaped and failed, and they were afraid they would come back again.

In less than two minutes, if the guard won't come back, how can he feel at ease?

Fang Zichen went over to help him: "Don't worry! Come back as soon as you come back. I'll be watching over you. What do you have to be afraid of?"

After all, he couldn't hold it anymore, so Mr. Wu lay down in the carriage.

Yang Mingyi leaned against the carriage and saw Fang Zichen opening his baggage, digging through it, and then took out a puppy.

After moving to the ground, the little puppy purred twice, licked Fang Zichen's palm, and rolled it up again to sleep.

is alive.

It's actually alive! !

Yang Mingyi was a little speechless.

If you put this dog in a bag, you won't be afraid of it suffocating to death.

Fang Zichen handed the puppy to Yang Mingyi: "Let me pet it for you."

The puppy was hairy, soft and warm, and its little body bulged with its breathing.

It's so small.

Yang Mingyi took the puppy, held it in his arms, and stroked it gently: "Brother Fang, did you buy this?"

"That's for sure! Otherwise, it was given as a gift?" Fang Zichen said, "How is it? Is it cute? ?"

Yang Mingyi lowered his eyes, looked at the dog lying in his arms, and nodded: "Yeah!"

Fang Zichen laughed: "Then I will definitely like it."

Yang Mingyi said, "I bought it for you . The boy's?" Thinking of the boy, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Yeah! My son really likes this thing." Fang Zichen became excited when he mentioned the boy: "I pinched one with mud for him before. He liked it so much that he wanted to stuff it into the quilt when he went to bed at night. As a result, I got beaten up by my tigress and got slapped on the butt twice. It was terrible."

Yang Mingyi: "Tigress?"

Fang Zichen nodded: "Yes!"

"Are you afraid that Brother Zhao will know what you said? Yang Mingyi said.

"You know it! What else can he do to me?" Fang Zichen said coaxingly: "I am the head of the family who has the final say at home. If I tell him to go east, he will not dare to go west. I told him to go west, but he didn't dare to go east, but he listened to me. But you also know that your brother Fang, in addition to being handsome, good-tempered, thrifty and caring for his family, is also known to love others. , Brother Zhao found someone like me, it's really a smoke coming out of the ancestral grave."

Yang Mingyi: "..."

Mr. Wu couldn't stand it anymore after listening to it. This man can't speak. Will brag.

The last time he was on the street, he looked at the flattery, but he could see clearly.

Yang Mingyi's mind was focused on the milk dog, his pale face gradually improved, and his features were vivid.

Fang Zichen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The groans of the people lying on the ground gradually became quieter. They all moved aside, hoping to take advantage of Fang Zichen's unpreparedness and run away.

Fang Zichen was talking to Yang Mingyi and didn't pay attention. The bandits gritted their teeth, endured the pain, and got up.

If officers and soldiers come, what awaits them is either imprisonment or exile.

This is not the most important thing. What is important is that the next three generations will not be allowed to enter the officialdom. If this is known to the family, it will be light to kill them.

The bandits were extremely regretful at this moment.

I didn't want to take this task at first, but the money given by the people over there was really high, more than three hundred taels. If divided equally, each person could get fifty or sixty taels.

Fifty or sixty taels, they couldn't make this money in more than ten years. Although I was a little timid about taking action against a great master, in the end my desire defeated my worry and fear.

'What does it mean to be a master? You are quite old. As long as you do things cleanly, if I don't tell you and you don't tell me, you will be unaware of it.

Who will know? Moreover, your first target is Boss Yang's famous single brother. You have never met any beauties in your life. Boss Yang's brother is second to none in our Fu'an Town in terms of appearance. , he wants to say second place, no one dares to be first. When you succeed, you can play as you want. If you are really worried, if you succeed, you can go hide outside for a while. After the news is over, you can come back. '

After the other party persuaded me like this, my worries disappeared instantly.

As soon as they stood up, a stick flew over.

Fang Zichen frowned and walked slowly over with a knife in hand.

The broadsword reflected sharp light, and the person's head was covered in blood after he had just chopped it down.

"Still want to run? Do you want me to cut off your legs too?"

"...No, no, no, no, we don't dare anymore, please, spare us."

It was already an hour later when the guards came with the officers and soldiers.

He had been with Mr. Wu for many years, and many people knew him. When they saw him coming to report the case, the officers and soldiers dared not delay. After reporting, they led the troops to come non-stop.

Mr. Wu was from Yuanzhou. Although the bandits came for Yang Mingyi, if word spread, it would always bring a bad reputation to his brother who had never left the government. He asked the officers and soldiers to escort the bandits back to Yuanzhou for investigation and interrogation. .

Mr. Wu was helped down from the carriage and said: "Brother Yi, please come back to Yuanzhou with me first!"

Mrs. Zheng's birthday will be in a few days. A few days ago, Fang Zichen was going to Yuanzhou to take the government examination. After a while, Mrs. Wu missed him, so she sent someone to take him to Yuanzhou to stay for a few days.

Coming back like this, Fang Zichen's palace examination was over, and he came back to attend Mrs. Zheng's birthday.

Yang Mingyi thought for a while and shook his head.

Mr. Wu frowned slightly: "But... I'm not too worried."

Mr. Wu knew very well who wanted Yang Mingyi's life.

If she doesn't succeed this time, I'm afraid there will be a next time.

Although Yang Mingyi is precocious, sensible, and smart, he is still only eleven or twelve, after all, he is still a child.

If a woman uses scheming tactics, she will be vicious and hard to guard against. The Yang family is a den of tigers and wolves, how can he trust Yang Mingyi to go back.

"It's okay." Yang Mingyi said: "My father is at home, and grandma's birthday is coming soon. As long as they are not stupid, they will not touch me at home."

"Okay then!" Mr. Wu sighed: "You have to be careful. If you encounter something that can't be solved, go to the Yamen and see your Uncle Jiang." As he said that, he looked aside and said, Fang Zichen, who was already carrying his burden. "Fang Xiaozi

.

" My brother Yi, please help me take care of him."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This is just like a joke.

He is the boss's son, and he is just a wage earner, so there is no need for him to take care of him.

Yang Mingyi took care of him just fine.

But the old man had said so, and it was hard for him to refute.

"Don't worry, go back with peace of mind! You are an old man, don't worry about it, you will die quickly if you worry too much."

Mr. Wu: "..."

Mr. Wu finally asked a guard to follow Yang Mingyi Back home, Fang Zichen climbed into the carriage again at Yang Mingyi's invitation in order to see Brother Zhao and his son as soon as possible.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, we finally arrived in Buan Town.

Chapter 129

When I woke up in the morning, Brother Zhao went to sell hot sauce as usual. Today, the good boy was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic and did not stick to Brother Zhao, saying that he would stay at home.

As soon as Brother Zhao left, he took out the clothes that Brother Zhao had washed, folded and put in the box.

This dress is a bit thin and not suitable for this season. It is okay to wear it at noon, but it is cold in the morning and evening. Wearing an extra layer will make you warm, but not wearing it will make it cold. Brother Zhao went to buy a piece of slightly thicker cloth and gave it to him Made two sets of clothes.

He is more pragmatic. He has raised children and knows that children are active and ignorant, and they are always dirty.

Although the good boy is a sensible boy, he has not been able to eat well before and was born prematurely, so he has not grown very tall. He can only wear one piece of clothing for three years.

Some of those clothes were given to him by the aunts and husband-in-laws in the village who felt sorry for him.

But the clothes given as gifts have been worn and are no longer needed. Although it was cleaned, their family was also poor, and the coarse cloth they bought was not only abrasive, but also washed too much, and the color turned gray and did not look very good.

The good boy is going to dig up earthworms and pull out goat's worms. No matter how careful he is, he will inevitably get a little dirty.

The two sets of clothes that Brother Zhao had just made for him were slightly darker in color and resistant to stains. Although he liked them himself, they were not as good as the other set.

That suit was made from the material Fang Zichen bought. It was goose yellow and very bright. Aunt Liu also sewed two chicks on the two pockets. When he wore it for the first time, she shyly asked Fang Zichen if he looked cute in it. Fang Zichen coaxed him and said he was so cute.

Guaizi will always remember it.

Today he pulled goat grass and dug up earthworms. His friends asked him to go out to play, but he didn't go. It wasn't until he was done that he washed his hands, went to look for them in the box by himself, and then happily changed them. superior.

When Brother Zhao came back, he was afraid that he would be cold in the evening and wanted to change him, but he didn't want to. Brother Zhao wanted to be stronger, so he hid aside, holding the corners of his clothes, his eyes were red, and he was about to cry.

Now that Fang Zichen is back, Brother Zhao has no choice but to compromise. If the good boy cries, and Fang Zichen comes back and sees him, he will definitely talk about him. Brother Zhao is thinking of letting Fang Zichen come back and coaxing him to change to something else.

He knew that Fang Zichen wouldn't get home until the afternoon if he was in a hurry, but since the morning, Brother Zhao seemed a little absent-minded.

He was so happy and excited that he couldn't even sleep last night. He didn't want to go out to sell hot sauce in the morning. He wanted to wait for him at home. After being apart for a few days, to him, it felt like several springs and autumns had passed. At first, he felt extremely It's been a long time, but now that I suddenly think about it, it feels like just a dream.

This dream was hazy and had no sense of reality.

The night before leaving, Fang Zichen hugged him, held his face, and said to him tenderly: "Wait until I come back." So, every minute and every second when Fang Zichen was away, he was waiting.

Waiting for the sun to rise in the west, waiting for the morning light to exchange with the sunset, waiting for...his husband.

Brother Zhao couldn't wait to see him.

But we have to do business.

People who have endured hardship are more realistic than anyone else, and sweet words alone cannot fill their stomachs.

His desire for money is also far beyond ordinary people.

As soon as we arrived in town, regular customers came.

Seeing that he was only carrying half a basket of hot sauce today, he was afraid that he would not be able to buy it if it was too late, so he did not dare to talk about it, so he bought the hot sauce and left.

Zhang Huaiwen came again: "Brother Zhao."

"Mr. Zhang, are you here to buy hot sauce?" Every time Zhang Huaiwen comes, he always buys two cans of hot sauce. Brother Zhao apologized and said: "Today's hot sauce is sold out.

"Ah? Is it selling out so fast today?" Zhang Huai looked a little frustrated: "But this also proves that your skills are good, this hot sauce is very popular."

Brother Zhao: "Thank you . ."

Zhang Huaiwen looked at him, was silent for a moment, and said paradoxically: "Whoever married you was really a blessing in his previous life."

His eyes were bright and straightforward. In the past, Brother Zhao didn't care much. He was the brother-in-law of the county magistrate and the son of the richest man in Huinan Town. He had a distinguished status. Brother Zhao thought that he was just a village boy, vulgar and vulgar. To be liked by Fang Zichen was already the greatest achievement in his life. Fortunately, he wouldn't dare to dream about anything else.

He took what the aunt said that day to heart, but he just wanted to keep a distance from Zhang Huaiwen. People in the town were chatty, and Fang Zichen knew many people, so he was afraid that some bad words would reach his ears. , As for the aunt's statement that Zhang Huaiwen liked him, he didn't believe it.

The man who is digging in the fields is rough and unwilling to be exposed to the sun. He knows how much he weighs.

But now Zhang Huaiwen looked at him with such admiration, Brother Zhao couldn't help but frown.

"Master Zhang, thank you. I..."

"Jiangzhai just put out a dessert yesterday. My brother said it was delicious and tasted good. Please close the stall quickly today. I want to invite you to come with me." Is that possible?" Zhang Huaiwen said suddenly with a smile.

Brother Zhao shook his head and started to pack things: "Sorry, my son is still at home. He is still young, so I don't feel at ease."

The smile suddenly stopped on his face, and Zhang Huaiwen's heart sank: "Brother Zhao..." "..."

He knew that Brother Zhao was rejecting him, and the reason for rejecting him was very perfunctory.

Last time the good boy didn't come, Zhang Huaiwen didn't see the big-headed boy. Every time, he always racked his brains to find something to talk to Brother Zhao, and that time was no exception.

When he asked, Brother Zhao said that the child was at home. Zhang Huaiwen said that such a small child is at home alone without an adult to take care of him. Is he okay?

What did Brother Zhao say at that time?

He said it was okay, the child was obedient and would not run around, so there was nothing to worry about.

Now...

Brother Zhao was about to leave after carrying the basket on his back. Zhang Huaiwen grabbed him.

Brother Zhao paused and looked unhappy: "Master Zhang?"

"Brother Zhao," Brother Zhao struggled, but Zhang Huaiwen did not let go: "You refused me so simply, so I am so unfavorable to you. ? What's wrong with me?"

If it was still reserved just now, now it's completely clear.

Although Brother Zhao is a brother, he is half a head shorter than Zhang Huaiwen, but after all, he works all year round. Zhang Huaiwen is a son of a wealthy family. He has never suffered or been tired, and his hands are not strong enough to tie a chicken. Brother Zhao struggled hard and Shaked off his hand.

Zhang Huaiwen looked at his hand blankly. The moment it was thrown away, he seemed to have abandoned his armor and was defeated.

"Master Zhang, please respect yourself." Brother Zhao said.

Zhang Huaiwen talked it over, made the relationship clear, and had this kind of thought towards himself, that meant that he couldn't even be a friend.

Brother Zhao had a sullen face, a little shocked and a little angry.

He regarded Zhang Huaiwen as a friend.

But Zhang Huaiwen...

Brother Zhao stopped looking at him, just changed his expression and said, "I'm married, so whether the young master is good or not, it should have nothing to do with me."

"I know, I know everything. "Zhang Huaiwen had a painful expression on his face. He wanted to show off his relationship in the street. It was not an option for him to be elected, and it was too much of a push. But he couldn't wait any longer.

Zhao Ge'er didn't know why he suddenly kept a distance from him these days. How much effort did he make to take a step closer to him? But in the end, without any warning, Zhao Ge'er grabbed him. Pushed away.

They were back to square one.

Like friends, but not like friends, they can only talk to each other for a few words, but not much more.

This is the first time he likes someone so much. Why doesn't Brother Zhao understand? Why can't you accept him?

What's wrong with him?

He is rich and talented. If you follow him, not to mention the wealth and wealth, at least you will be much better than what you are now.

He doesn't have to work so hard anymore, and he doesn't have to suffer the wind and sun. Brother Zhao, why on earth...

Brother Zhao curled his lips invisibly. This scene seemed familiar, and he suddenly thought of Fang Zichen and Ma Wen.

Ma Wen also asked him this way that day.

He didn't know what Ma Wen liked about him. When he was at Ma's house, he asked Ma Wen, but Ma Wen was hesitant to tell him. In the end, he just said that he was good-looking and liked the way he looked when he smiled.

Brother Zhao was in a daze when he heard it. He didn't remember that he had ever laughed, so he assumed that Ma Wen was perfunctory.

Later, Fang Zichen coaxed him, as if he was not ashamed, and kept saying "I love you".

When he said that, Brother Zhao always beat him, saying that he was not serious and a libertine, but I have to say that no matter how many times he heard those words, every time Fang Zichen said them, he couldn't hide his feelings. Happy.

But he had extremely low self-esteem, so he worried about gains and losses.

His life, the first ten years or so, was like a nightmare. He was stuck in a quagmire, struggling hard but getting deeper and deeper. He didn't get anything good, and most of the things he wanted were just begging for them. No. Fang Zichen said he liked him, and he wanted to take it seriously, but he was afraid that it was just a sweet dream he had in the cold winter. When he woke up from the dream, he was alone again, with his children, struggling, just like in Ma's house, he dreamed His parents came to look for him and took him home, but when they woke up, he was still lying in the straw, shivering from the cold.

Huang Liang had a dream and woke up. That kind of gap, that kind of loss is the most fatal.

So, when Fang Zichen said he liked him, he couldn't restrain himself and asked Fang Zichen what he liked about him. Is his love true?

Fang Zichen did not answer directly, but just looked at him seriously. Brother Zhao was not sure whether his inner inferiority and anxiety were seen through by him, so he just heard him say: "Don't ask me what I like about you, I like everything about you. It's not a single advantage of yours. I like you, I like all your farts. You have to know that if you can be attracted by a man as good as me, it proves that you are not bad, otherwise ordinary people will not be able to catch my eye. Be more confident."

After hearing Fang Zichen's words, he felt angry and helpless, but more importantly, he felt a sense of warmth in his heart.

If Fang Zichen only cares about his skin, will Fang Zichen abandon him if someone better-looking than him appears in the future?

I like his diligence, but if one day he becomes unable to move, will Fang Zichen ignore him with disdain?

Ma Wen said he liked his smile, but he had never smiled in front of Ma Wen, and his perfunctory behavior was obvious.

What he wants is someone who loves him unconditionally.

He has found such a person. No matter how good Zhang Huaiwen is, it has nothing to do with him.

"You are very good," Brother Zhao said bluntly: "But I already have someone to accompany me for the rest of my life."

"To accompany you for the rest of my life?" Zhang Huaiwen suddenly turned pale and asked in a mocking tone: "Is he that good? You just Are you sure that you will be together until old age?"

People were coming and going on the street, they were facing each other, and there was only a short distance between them, and someone was looking this way.

Brother Zhao didn't care. He just lowered his eyes and was silent for a long time: "I'm sure."

He changed his normal expression and said firmly: "I don't know if he can, but I know I can. As long as he doesn't abandon me, I Just stay with him, always. "

Chapter 130

Zhang Huaiwen paused, and after Brother Zhao finished speaking, he pulled out his legs and left.

Zhang Huaiwen's eyes were blood red and his fists were clenched tightly.

"Master, are you... okay?" Seeing Brother Zhao walking away, the young man came over from across the street.

Zhang Huaiwen closed his eyes, calmed down for a moment, and said, "Come here." He leaned over and whispered a few instructions in the young man's ear. The young man was startled, and then nodded: "Master, I understand."

...

After returning home and having dinner, Brother Zhao had no intention of doing anything else, so he took the boy to the entrance of the village and waited.

The good boy behaved himself. Brother Zhao found a stone and asked him to sit. He shook his head and said he was not tired, so he asked Brother Zhao to sit.

Someone in the village passed by and knew that Fang Zichen was coming back today. When he saw them, he smiled and joked.

"Hey! Are you here to wait now? Yuanzhou is far away from our village! I'm afraid that Mr. Fang won't get home until night. You young couples just can't bear it."

"This little farewell is better than a wedding, I'm afraid at night It's time to make firewood. Brother Zhao, please go back and rest quickly, otherwise

you may not be able to cope with it at night. Listen to Auntie, she has experience." "Isn't that right? Brother Zhao, don't believe it," someone said. At that time, she went to help her mother-in-law plant rice. She went there for three days and came back. The next day, I saw her go to Lao Wang's house and said that the bed at home was broken and she needed to order a new one."

"It's been three days . , It's obviously two days. It's been so intense these two days, and Fang Xiaozi has been here for five or six days, I'm afraid it's even worse!"

Brother Zhao: "..."

Someone saw that Brother Zhao was blushing. Face, help him say: "What do you know? Brother Zhao is afraid that Mr. Fang has been away from home for a long time and will not know the way, so he waited here specially."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Brother Zhao The child endured it and suffered two more waves of teasing. He pointed at the good boy who was looking at him intently and said: "The child misses his father. He is crying and making trouble. He insists on me bringing him here. I am troubled by him." There is no way."

The good boy immediately turned his head, frowned, and said sternly: "Dad, why are you, Simo, telling lies? My father said that it is wrong to lie to others, and the good boy didn't even cry or make a fuss. You are a good boy, you are not rich enough to cry! You lied to me, I will tell your father to spank you when he comes back!"

Brother Zhao: "..."

Several villagers nearby burst into laughter. , even Brother Zhou couldn't help it. After the people left, he touched the good boy's head and smiled: "You are really a good son of your father."

The good boy smiled shyly. Brother Zhao was so ashamed that blood dripped from his face, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole and run in.

He didn't relax until everyone finished joking.

Thinking about it, I was indeed a little anxious, but I couldn't sit at home, so I might as well come to the village entrance and wait.

It was windy today, and there was a small river east of the village entrance. The good boy had been waiting for a long time, and Fang Zichen didn't come back. He couldn't help asking: "Dad, how long will it take for father to come back?"

Brother Zhao was also anxious about waiting, so he took No, but it was getting late, and Fang Zichen estimated that he should be back soon. He said: "It should be... soon."

The boy's eyes lit up, and he ran to the river and squatted by the river. He looked carefully and saw a few hairs on his head that had been blown by the wind. He stroked them with his little hand, but saw that they were not touched down and looked sad and depressed. He pouted and thought for a while, not knowing what he thought of. He reached into the river and wet his hands before wiping his hair again.

Brother Zhao sighed as he looked at it. He just felt that he was really stinking beautiful. He really looked like Fang Zichen. Fang Zichen used to have his hair stand up when he got up. He was like that, and the good boy followed his example.

Brother Zhao moved his eyes to the clothes of the good boy, and then lowered his eyes to look at himself. He saw that the new light cyan clothes were made of excellent materials, and he had not been willing to wear them in the past.

It was only later that he realized that he... seemed not qualified to talk about his son.

"Father..." Guaizi suddenly shouted loudly.

Brother Zhao saw that his face was red, and he jumped a few times in excitement, and then ran towards the entrance of the village like a firecracker.

Brother Zhao's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, pounding, pounding, and he felt that his eardrums were vibrating.

"Father..."

"Son, my little baby..." Fang Zichen was so tired that he could hardly breathe, but when he heard the voice of the good boy, he seemed to come back to his senses. As if, his whole body was full of energy, and he ran over quickly.

Brother Zhao trembled and quickly turned around to look. Fang Zichen had a baggage as big as a dinner table tied around his neck. He squatted down to catch the good boy and hugged him up, as if he was carrying a full warehouse.

"Son..."

"Father..."

"Son..."

"Father..."

Brother Zhao had black lines all over his head.

Those who knew knew that Fang Zichen was only out for a few days, but those who didn't knew thought that the father and son had not seen each other for eight hundred years.

The good boy hugged Fang Zichen's neck tightly, pressed his little face against him, and then rubbed it again.

"Father, my dear boy misses you so much, I miss you so much~"

Fang Zichen kissed him and loved him to death: "How much do you miss me?"

My dear boy let go of his hand and held his hands in the air: "So much! I miss you so much! You, my dear, can't even sleep."

"My little baby misses me," Fang Zichen looked at Brother Zhao with a smile on his face and raised his eyebrows, "Then, does my big baby miss me? ?"

Brother Zhao pursed his lips and walked over. As soon as he got close, Fang Zichen took him into his arms and kissed his hair tie: "You really miss me."

Brother Zhao said again . He couldn't care about anything else, his eyes were filled with water, and his longing reached its extreme at this moment.

"Husband..."

Fang Zichen came back today. Many people knew that everyone seemed to have made an appointment. They were wandering at the entrance of the village in twos and threes, thinking of waiting and asking if the road was okay and how Yuanzhou was, but The couple hugged each other and left knowingly.

Fang Zichen's son on his left hand and his husband on his right were kissing each other, and they were extremely satisfied.

If there were another eight or nine hundred thousand taels in the family, the peak of life would be nothing more than this.

The good boy took Fang Zichen's hand and put it on his brain: "Father, the good boy washed the birds yesterday and washed his hair. Did he smell the fragrance?"

When he was in Yuanzhou, Fang Zichen was thinking about it . Don't worry, when you meet someone, you can talk about what they say.

Honey locust has no smell. Even if it does have a smell, it should have faded away after one night. Fang Zichen lowered his head and smelled it and said, "It smells good. I'll drop it. It smells good."

Guaizi nodded: "Yeah! Guaizi has a fragrant smell. !"

Fang Zichen gave him a pop on the face and blew a breath, which sounded like blowing bubbles. The boy laughed, thinking it was funny, it was so fun: "My boy will fart if he drops his face!"

He was shaking with laughter. After Fang Zichen left, Brother Zhao had never seen him smile like this. Yesterday, he gave him a bath. He usually just rubbed it. The weather got cold, so he washed his hair every other day. Yesterday, he should have He didn't want to wash it, but the good boy said he wanted to wash it, and even took soap locust to wash it. He knew Fang Zichen was coming back, so he specially washed it with Xiangxiang.

At a young age, I have a lot of thoughts.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched Guaizi's face. Guaizi still smiled. After laughing, he lifted up his clothes again. His belly was white. He touched his chest and complained to Fang Zichen, saying: "Father, Guaizi, grandma A bitten bird."

"...What?" Fang Zichen was shocked and his expression changed. He pulled Guai Zai's little hand away and took a closer look. There were some injuries around the little grandma, and she had stuttered. It really looked like she had been bitten.

Although the boy is young, his appearance is really delicate and outstanding. He has big eyes and pink lips. He looks cute and cute. In modern times, he has never seen anything like this. An old man in his seventies seduces a child of five or six years old and commits indecency. .

He had only been out for a few days, and someone dared to hit his sweet and obedient son like this, and he was still alive! It's not like he never comes back, these beasts dare to do this, they simply don't take him seriously.

Not to mention still standing now, even if he dies, he still has to put the lid on the coffin.

"Who? Who the hell is he? You dare to bully my son like this. He's so tired of his life. If I don't give him a slap in the face and teach him how to be a human being, he won't even spare a child. He's worse than a beast."

Good boy . Zai immediately said: "The big stupid goose from Grandpa He's home is tied to him. He wants to tie the good boy to grandma. It hurts to bite the good boy!"

"...Huh?" The breath that hit his throat suddenly choked him. Fang Zichen blinked: "What big stupid goose? Is it... a human?"

Brother Zhao smiled and explained: "It's the one raised by Master He. It's just a goose, not a human."

"That's right." Guaizi held Fang Zichen's face in his hands: "Father wants to take revenge on Guaizi."

"Ah..." Fang Zichen was speechless for a moment. .

How to take revenge?

Although he thinks he has some abilities and can brag, no matter how powerful he is, he still doesn't have the ability to teach a goose to behave!

But if he said it, there would be no reason to recycle the water that was thrown out. He glanced at Guaizi, who was looking at him expectantly, with bright eyes.

Fang Zichen took the risk.

These days, iron rods can be ground into needles, sows can climb trees, and boars can give birth to babies. What else is impossible?

Tomorrow he will go read sutras to the goose. Amitabha talks too much, maybe it will understand something.

"Okay, father will avenge you tomorrow."

The good boy shouted: "Yeah, yeah~"

Brother Zhao glared at Fang Zichen: "Don't mess around." This was not intentional, it was just an accident. , and Fourth Master He also apologized. Just for such a small thing, it is normal for children to be very active and bump into each other. If they hold on to him again, it is unjustifiable.

Once word spreads, who will play with Guaizi in the future?

I'm afraid I'll have to stay away if I see him.

The child finally had a playmate, but Fang Zichen couldn't be allowed to mess around.

Fang Zichen raised his head and said, "I am sensible."

Guaizi said, "Father, it hurts. I want a kiss."

"Okay~" Fang Zichen kissed him on the face, and Guaizi said again: " No, it's grandma who's in pain. Father needs to kiss grandma so that grandma can heal."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Kiss grandma?

If a person who can be so intimate, other than the husband, talks like this to others, who would he become? ?

He just called someone a beast, but he didn't want to get slapped in the face.

He tried to reason with Guaizi, saying that in a place like this, incest is not allowed, but Guaizi became so determined after eating the weight that he refused to put down his clothes no matter what.

"Kiss me, father, kiss me. If you don't kiss me, it will hurt. My dear boy won't be able to sleep. If he can't sleep, he will be very pitiful."

He looked pitiful, as if his father really didn't care for his mother. Fang Zichen's heart softened for the most part as he let the frost beat the cabbage in the field and let it soak in the rain. Not to mention kissing his grandma, he even acknowledged kissing his butt: "Kiss, kiss, kiss~"

He lifted the boy up and kissed both sides, "good boy" Zaicai laughed again and was willing to put down his clothes.

"Dad, kiss, it's a good bird. It doesn't hurt the bird. The good boy has energy again!"

Brother Zhao slapped his butt funnyly: "Husband, let's go home!"

On the way home, Brother Zhao was afraid that Fang Zichen would be tired. Asking him to put the boy down, Fang Zichen waved his hands, reluctantly saying, "It's okay, he only weighs a few pounds!"

The boy pursed his lips and buried his head in Fang Zichen's neck.

When they got home, Guaizi followed Fang Zichen step by step. Fang Zichen opened the baggage, and Guaizi squatted aside obediently. When he saw him taking Coyotito out, his little pink mouth opened and he exclaimed.

"Father, you are a puppy~"

"Yes!" Fang Zichen handed Xiaozizi to him: "Do you like it?"

"Good boy likes it!" Good boy hugged Xiaozizi, he was very happy and excited. The little face was red: "Why did father buy a dog for Guaizi?"

Fang Zichen didn't say anything yet, he said again: "It's because father likes Guaizai, right?"

"Yeah! Yes." Fang Zichen touched him. said the head.

"A good boy also loves his father." He said and ran out. Fang Zichen didn't think much. He just thought he was going out to play with the dog. He was about to talk to Brother Zhao, saying that he missed Brother Zhao so much that he wanted Brother Zhao. After kissing him twice to relieve his condition, the boy suddenly screamed outside.

"Daddy, come here and help me!"