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Chapter 141

As soon as the buns were put into the pot, Brother Zhou came in. He said to Aunt Liu with a heavy face: "Mom, Brother Zhao is awake."

Aunt Liu raised her chin towards the table: "Then bring him a bowl of porridge. , drink something to relieve his stomach, and I will give him hot medicine later. Although his illness has gone away, he still needs to drink the medicine. "

Brother Zhou did not move: "But I think something is wrong with him."

Liu . Auntie stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I can't tell you, I just feel...something's wrong." Brother Zhou said.

He was an authentic farm boy who didn't know a word. He knew something was wrong with Brother Zhao, but he couldn't describe it because he lacked words.

Brother Zhao was awake, but he seemed to have been deprived of life overnight. He sat on the bedside in a daze, not talking, not drinking porridge, not eating steamed buns. He was like a piece of wood, feeling nothing.

The good boy found a piece of cloth, wrapped two buns, tied them around his neck, and found a stick in the firewood pile. He was about to go out, but Aunt Liu stopped him and refused to let him go, saying that Brother Zhao was not in good health. He couldn't live without people, so he was asked to stay at home and take care of him. His father would go find him in two days.

The good boy ran to the door and saw that Brother Zhao's situation seemed really wrong, so he didn't want to go out.

He came to the bed, lay down on the edge of the bed, took Brother Zhao's hand, raised his head, and called him: "Daddy..."

Brother Zhao didn't respond, his eyes didn't move, as if he didn't heard.

"Daddy, is this Simo?" The successive changes completely frightened the good boy.

Seeing that he was about to cry, Brother Zhou quickly comforted him, saying that people who were sick were like this and would be fine in a few days.

Guaizi sniffed and whispered: "Is it true? Uncle Zhou, don't lie to Guaizi."

"Yeah!" Brother Zhou touched his face and said distressedly: "Really, Uncle Zhou won't lie to you. "

In Brother Zhao's situation, Aunt Liu and Brother Zhou didn't dare to leave, and watched over him every step of the way.

At noon, Aunt Liu brought in another bowl of porridge, but Brother Zhao still didn't want to eat it. Aunt Liu advised: "Brother Zhao, don't be like this. I know you feel uncomfortable, but you have to eat some."

Brother Zhao looked at him He looked blankly at the door and said nothing.

There was silence in the room for a moment.

"You don't want to live anymore, do you?" Aunt Liu said suddenly.

Brother Zhao was silent for a while, lowered his eyes, and said softly, "Hmm." The sound seemed to come from the throat, muted by smoke.

Aunt Liu couldn't help but feel cold when she heard this, and then she couldn't help but get angry, angry at him for not living up to expectations, and angry at him for casually saying such things: "You don't want to live anymore, it's okay to die, but you want to have children." No, you are not alone now. You have a son. If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your child! He is still so young. How will he live without you? I know you are suffering, but You can always get through it, Mr. Fang... When you are well, we will go look for him. He is a big living person and has settled here again. He will not be able to go far. Take good care of him and take good care of him. "Sick, let's go find him, okay?"

When she mentioned Fang Zichen, Brother Zhao couldn't bear it.

In just one night, these three words seemed to have become the deepest thorn in my heart.

Every touch felt like he was being penetrated by a sharp blade.

After a long silence, Brother Zhao suddenly smiled with relief, as if the knot in his heart had suddenly been untied.

try to find?

Where to find it?

He had searched day and night, but he had never found it.

Besides, what's the point of looking for it! !

He didn't do anything wrong, and Fang Zichen suddenly left him. If he had done something wrong, and Fang Zichen chose to leave, then he would go to the ends of the earth, climb mountains and wading rivers to find her.

But he... did nothing wrong, and Fang Zichen still left.

In fact, if you think about it, if Fang Zichen abandoned him once, he could abandon him a second time, a third time, a fourth time...

But what did he do wrong? God seemed to think he was not suffering enough. When he was desperate, he met Fang Zichen unexpectedly again, only to end... without mercy again.

There is no shortage of exciting novelties in this world, but long-term and consistent companionship is really rare. At this moment, he understands that not everything he likes can come true.

He still remembers the feeling of peace and happiness that overflowed his heart when Fang Zichen held him and coaxed him.

Because I remember, I feel uncomfortable for you now.

The feeling of loss and despair was beyond words and made him lose his mind.

"I'll take him with me." Brother Zhao said, his voice was rough, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time: "It's tiring to live, so I'll take him with me."

Aunt Liu's pupils shrank, and she said in disbelief: "You ······How can you say such a thing!" Aunt Liu beat him, Brother Zhao didn't resist like a puppet, Aunt Liu cried: "Why can't you think about it! Even if Mr. Fang leaves, you still have to do it. Live for yourself. You endured all the hardships in the Ma family. Why can't you do it now? "

Brother Zhao: "That's different."

"What's the difference?" Looking at him: "People are in the world not just to earn a living. You can't live without someone. He just left now. You must feel uncomfortable. It will be fine when this period of time passes. Just listen to my aunt." , Live well and don't think too much."

Brother Zhao shook his head and said in a very light tone: "It's really tiring to live. I know that if I leave, my dear boy will still be young. "I'm sure he won't survive, and I'm not worried. I'll take him with me. I can protect him when we get down there."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Aunt Liu yelled at him, "Brother Zhao, You can't think like this and drink the porridge. "

The porridge was not drunk after all.

The coarse cloth on his fingers was wet yesterday, but he didn't change it. Brother Zhou helped him change it at noon.

There was some infection, and the rough cloth stuck to the wound. When I untied it, I accidentally pulled the wound, causing some blood.

Brother Zhao originally followed his movements silently, but now he was staring at his fingertips, lost in thought.

It turns out that when people are about to separate, they have a premonition. Brother Zhou sprinkled some medicine on the wound, and there was a stinging pain

. Brother Zhao reflexively shrank his arm, but Brother Zhou held him back and stopped him from moving: "It hurts a bit, please bear with it for a while." The cut mark on the wound was cut.

After being wrapped in a wet cloth overnight, it will turn yellow and look like it will ooze thickly, mixing with the blood, which makes it a bit disgusting.

Brother Zhao suddenly broke away his hand and rubbed the wound fiercely. The blood condensed into a thin line and flowed down the waxy and rough wrist.

Too ugly.

It's so ugly, no wonder it can't keep even one person.

Hands that have been working hard all year round do not look good.

Brother Zhao used to have low self-esteem and lived with Fang Zichen for half a year. Fang Zichen felt sorry for him and was reluctant to let him work. But for more than ten years, he was used to working hard and was used to working as soon as he opened his eyes... ·As soon as he suddenly took a rest, he felt nothing was wrong.

He wanted to make money, firstly because he had suffered enough from having no money, but actually he wanted Fang Zichen to live a better life, wanted him to take the scientific examination without any distractions, and wanted him to see that he was not a useless person.

Although he is not good enough, he can do it.

He didn't take a break all day, he was busy, and his hands were still rough. Usually when they were lying on the bed, Fang Zichen hugged his still weak body, feeling distressed but unable to do anything.

He came here alone, with only a brain and nothing else. He didn't have a golden finger, so he couldn't be like the protagonist in the novel, full of bastard spirit and cheating all the way.

Most novels are exaggerated. No matter what era, society always preys on the weak.

He has no background and no rights. If he does business, he will inevitably be targeted if he becomes popular. What will he do then?

He now works in Zuixiaolou. Although he can barely make ends meet, he has a lot of connections.

Now that he is my strong man and the weak, who will dare to take his attention when we start doing business again?

With Zhao's poke, the wound suddenly became hideous, and the small mouth opened. Looking at the bloody wound, the pain from the wound was unbearable, but Brother Zhao suddenly burst out laughing, "Hahahahahahahahaha ······"

He laughed so hard that tears flowed out, and he was almost crazy. Brother Zhou was stunned.

But soon, the laughter stopped and was replaced by suppressed sobs.

He covered his eyes with his blood-stained hands, making a sound as if he was enduring deep pain.

Brother Zhou's eyes turned red: "Brother Zhao..."

...

The good boy has been sitting outside the door. He forgot to feed the chickens in the backyard, and the little milk dog was held in his arms.

It whined twice.

Guaizi stroked the fur on his back: "Dog, you said my father hasn't come back because of Simo? Guaizi misses him so much. He is really a lost bird. He doesn't want Guaizi and his father. Right? You're obedient, you're not making any fuss, and your father is fine. He will come back."

He said, tears fell, and he quickly wiped them away.

Coyotito licked the back of his little hand, seeming to sense that his little master was in a worried mood. He was particularly obedient today.

Brother Zhao's condition was really bad. Aunt Liu and Brother Zhou took turns guarding him, not daring to leave even half a step.

Uncle Liu stood in the yard, looked inside the house, then at the door, and sighed deeply.

The good boy sat alone on the door rail, looking into the distance, motionless.

When the time came, he stood up and ran into the house, using his feet. He saw Brother Zhao lying down with his eyes closed. He called out "Daddy" softly. Brother Zhao didn't respond. He stared at it intently, and then touched it again. I touched his hand and saw that it was still warm, so I breathed a sigh of relief and ran to the door to sit again.

So, the next day, Brother Zhao got up, and he still hadn't eaten. He just dragged his weak body and started cleaning the yard like a normal person. Fang Zichen's clothes, shoes, dishes, chopsticks, and towels were all wiped out by him one by one. Fold it, dry it, and put it in a box.

The good boy looked at it for a while, then suddenly jumped up, grabbed his hand, pushed him, and took Fang Zichen's clothes out of the box. Seeing that Brother Zhao was about to take them away, he hugged him hard and refused to let him go.

"Daddy, put away father's clothes to fuck Simo? These are father's clothes. He will wear them when he comes back in the evening. Daddy puts them away. Father is not happy. What if he doesn't come back? Daddy, put them back quickly. Hurry up. ······"

Brother Zhao did not speak.

Chapter 142

: No one in the village knows about Fang Zichen.

He used to work, and sometimes he would stay at home to play with his boy when he came back. Occasionally he would go out for a walk. He was too busy with trivial matters at home, so naturally he had no time to stare at his house.

At noon, the letter that Li Yisheng asked someone to bring also arrived. Brother Zhao didn't open it, but just took it back to the house and put it away.

He was so busy that he didn't let himself stop until evening. Brother Zhao said that he was well and no longer needed to take care of him, and asked Aunt Liu and Brother Zhou to go back.

Brother Zhou couldn't rest assured, but Aunt Liu held him back: "Let's go home!"

"But..." Brother Zhou hesitated: "I'm not worried about his state."

"He's like this "He's crazy." Aunt Liu said, "If he can think about it on his own, he can get through this. If he can't think about it," she paused for a moment. Brother Zhao was holding Guaizi, and he didn't know what he was saying. What? The little boy pursed his lips and tugged at the corner of his clothes, as if he was very unhappy.

"Everyone has his own destiny." She said: "We can guard him for a day or two, but we cannot guard him for a lifetime."

When Liu Xiaowen was drafted to serve as a soldier, she also felt desperate for a time.

Liu Xiaowen is an honest, kind-hearted person who has been obedient since he was a child. Where is the border? If ten people go there, none of them can come back.

She knew that if Liu Xiaowen left, he might not be able to come back.

She felt uncomfortable those days, but there was nothing she could do about it. She still had to look forward to life.

As she gets older, she doesn't know when her life will come to an end, and she might not be able to get up any night after she goes to bed.

But it wasn't that she was afraid of death, she just had too many reluctances.

She has a daughter, a grandson who is only a few months old, brother Zhou, and a wife.

She couldn't risk life and death for a son.

But Brother Zhao is different.

He is alone, his hometown is far away, and he may never go back in his life. He has no relatives in Xiaohe Village. There seems to be nothing in this world that can make him care about him.

Fang Zichen was the first one to be nice to him, and that kind of kindness was different from Brother Zhou and Aunt Liu.

He rarely had anything of his own. He regarded Fang Zichen as his salvation and his only one, so he wanted to hold on to him like a life-saving straw. He was tender and gave his all.

He was all alone before, but now he has a good boy, but if he really can't think about it, that's his fate.

Brother Zhao was in a bad mood, so he still cooked a bowl of porridge for Guaizi in the evening.

The good boy looked at him: "Aren't you hungry, daddy?"

"No." Brother Zhao said, "Eat quickly!"

The good boy frowned: "But you don't have Western food in the morning." Brother Zhao still said Without saying anything, he hugged Brother Zhao and said, "Daddy, don't be like this. You're afraid..."

Brother Zhao forced a smile and said, "Daddy is just sick and has no appetite. Wait a minute." If you sleep a little longer, daddy will be fine tomorrow. I won't lie to you."

After the boy drank the porridge, he returned to the room and saw a lot of firewood pushed beside the bed.

They used to sleep in the woodshed, and the good boy didn't think anything of it. Brother Zhao asked him to take a bath, and after he was clean, he found his favorite little yellow clothes and put them on him.

Fang Zi was a good morning person and always wore pajamas to sleep. He found the clothes worn during the day to be abrasive and uncomfortable to sleep on. He had even bought two pieces of very soft brocade silk and asked Aunt Liu to help make a few sets of clothes.

They are all based on modern styles, simple, loose and comfortable.

Brother Zhao and Guaizi also have two sets.

Usually when the good boy takes a bath, Brother Zhao will put on his pajamas directly.

Today, not only did he wear a little yellow clothes, his hair was dried, but he was also tied up.

The boy just felt weird.

Coyotito was also particularly naughty tonight. He didn't know what he smelled, so he kept pulling at the door with his paws.

"Go to sleep!" Brother Zhao took him and laid him down. Just as I was about to turn on the light, there was a bang outside, as if someone had smashed the door.

"Brother Zhao, I know you are inside. Open the door quickly, open the door quickly! If you don't open the door, your man will lose his hair."

Brother Zhao stood up suddenly and looked towards the door in disbelief.

The door was closed, so naturally he couldn't see anything, but his pupils shrank and he stared straight at the door.

It was quiet again outside, and just when he thought he was sick with longing and hallucinating, there was shouting again.

"Sleeping? Don't sleep yet! Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, get up first and open the door! Otherwise you will become a widow. I am not kidding you."

Brother Zhao's blood was all over his body He seemed to be boiling again. He wanted to run out, wanted to go out immediately, but his body was frozen.

The good boy got up in a hurry: "It's dad, it's dad, dad opens the door, dad comes back."

Brother Zhao didn't move, he jumped out of bed, it was too high, and he fell, and his knees hit the ground. There was a loud sound, but he didn't cry or even cry out in pain. He moved the stool, stepped on it, opened the door, and ran out quickly.

His cheering voice soon came from outside.

"Father..."

"My little baby!"

Brother Zhao breathed quickly and ran out barefoot.

It can be seen that the moment he saw Fang Zichen, he almost didn't recognize him.

Fang Zichen looked like a water ghost, his hair was messy, his clothes were wet and wrinkled, as if he had been pressed down and beaten hard.

"Husband?"

"Brother Zhao, you... holy shit, why are you like this?" Fang Zichen just exclaimed, Brother Zhao rushed over and hugged him tightly. , as if to melt him into his flesh and blood again.

"Husband..."

In the past, his lower body was very stable, but now Fang Zichen took two steps back, and his body seemed very weak: "Stop hugging me, Brother Zhao, find a doctor for me quickly. !"

Brother Zhao hurriedly let go of him: "What's wrong?"

Fang Zichen vomited out a mouthful of blood just as he was about to open his mouth.

"Husband~" Brother Zhao was frightened, and only now could he see clearly that there was a large amount of blood on his chest.

He quickly helped Fang Zichen back to his room. As soon as he lay down on the bed, Fang Zichen's breath suddenly released, like a rubber ball.

The good boy wiped his tears and said, "Father, Simo Bird?"

Brother Zhao ran out of the door without having time to pay attention to him.

The good boy didn't chase him out. He climbed onto the bed again, covered Fang Zichen with a quilt, then lay aside and hugged his neck tightly.

Fang Zichen was so breathless that he coughed: "Son, go... go and pour... some water for your father."

"Okay, father, wait for your good boy. Father, don't sleep."

Barefoot Doctor Coming soon.

He just felt that he was particularly destined to Fang Zichen's family these two days.

There were two visits in just two days. This family got sick more frequently than other families.

Farmers are poor, and they are usually very careful, fearing that their children will be sick and waste their money. Throughout the year, they never get hot or cold.

But the Fang family is different. Rich people are willful and get sick easily. Yesterday it was Brother Zhao, and today it's Brother Fang again.

It seems that they have agreed to take turns, for fear that this old man will not make any money and will starve to death or something?

Every time it was late at night, when he was lying in bed.

If it had been anyone else, he would have spat, but now he didn't dare.

He thought it was an ordinary headache and brain fever, but seeing Fang Zichen's dying look, he just felt a little nervous. After checking his pulse, his eyes widened: "Did you give him medicine?"

Brother Zhao didn't understand: "No."

"No? Then what's going on with him?" The old doctor came: "Send him to the town quickly! If it's too late, someone will die."

Before the joy of being recovered has risen, it feels like falling into an ice cave again.

Brother Zhao's body felt weak, his legs were weak, and he was severely dizzy. He staggered twice and then stumbled to the village chief

to borrow a bullock cart.

Fang Zichen was carried onto the bullock cart. He opened his eyes drowsily and saw the village chief about to drive away with his whip. He said weakly: "Give me... a quilt, it's cold."

His body was extremely cold. No, I'm very weak. If I go here, I won't get cold before I reach the town.

The good boy lay on his belly: "Father, good boy is warm, and father is not cold."

Fang Zichen: "..."

He had difficulty breathing and his chest was heavy.

Now...

thank you!

If it was more important, my father would burp on the spot.

Brother Zhao held his hand tightly and said nothing.

The village chief was worried all the way. When he arrived outside Fu'an Town, he saw the gate

of the town was closed. He frowned and asked anxiously: "What can we do?" He wanted to go over to negotiate, but before he got close, the soldiers on the tower shouted: "Who are you?" "What do you want to do?"

"Sir, this old man is the village chief of Xiaohe Village. My son is seriously ill and wants to go to the town to find a doctor."

Xiao Bing said no.

The gatekeepers in the town are strict. If everyone were like this, wouldn't it be chaos?

Just as he was about to drive away, an old soldier glanced at the bullock cart and asked, "Is that Boy Fang?"

"Ah? Boss Fang? No way, it's late at night."

"No, no, it looks like it's Boy Fang." "

The veteran shouted: "Who is in the car?"

Fang Zichen was very annoyed and said with a strong breath: "Your father."

Village chief: "..."

Brother Zhao: "... "

The veteran came down quickly and opened the city gate.

Seeing Fang Zichen, who was so proud of me before sweeping away, lying in the car like a ghost, he hurriedly said: "Quick, quick, quick, go to Jishi Hall."

When I heard the name of this medical clinic, I knew it was opened by a charitable family. Ordinary medical clinics don't accept customers in the middle of the night. When you knock on the door, you will see someone wearing shabby clothes, and you might even get scolded.

The veteran ran forward, and when the door knocked, a little boy stuck his head out: "Is the old man here to see a doctor for consultation?"

"Well! Where is Dr. Xu?" The veteran rushed in and went straight to the backyard: "Doctor Xu, help! My father is dying."

"Come on, come on," Doctor Xu is getting dressed! The veteran pulled him out and said, "Don't wear any clothes. Go and see my dad. He's dying."

When they got outside, the hospital was empty. Doctor Xu was disheveled and asked, "Where's your dad?"

The veteran said. The reply was: "It's... not here yet!"

Doctor Xu: "..."

The ox cart is slow. This veteran has practiced, and his two legs can beat the four hooves of an ox.

When he came outside the hospital, Brother Zhao felt weak and wanted to carry Fang Zichen on his back. As soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy.

The village chief didn't think much. Seeing that his face was haggard and pale, he took Fang Zichen over.

Chapter 143

The medicine was so strong that Fang Zichen didn't let it out at all that day.

Lian Niang grabbed his feet, Fang Zichen's reason was almost annihilated by desire, and he asked Lian Niang to let go, but Lian Niang held on tightly.

She knew that if she gave the medicine this time, it would be a success if it didn't work. Once Fang Zi was forced to run in the morning, she would never have this opportunity again.

Apart from being a skinny bag, Fang Zichen's other conditions were second-rate. He had no family background and no money. There were many young talents in the town, but Fang Zichen ranked first in the county examination. When the papers were approved, several examiners had no disagreement and jointly recommended him. The first place shows its strength.

At the bottom of Shang Jia, Jia Yuanwai, although a landlord and gentry, has no status at all.

In the past, the most outstanding talent in Fu'an Town was Sun Shangcheng, but Sun Shangcheng had poor moral character, and Fang Zichen undoubtedly became the best candidate in Lian Niang's mind.

Lian Niang refused to let go. When she saw that he wanted to run away, she even called the three people outside to help. Fang Zichen was heartbroken and kicked her over.

Before she fainted, she did not forget to tell her servants to catch Fang Zichen.

Fang Zichen climbed over the wall and ran away.

The three men were chasing after him. If they went back, they might be caught halfway home. Fang Zichen gritted his teeth, ran up the mountain as soon as he left the town, and then hid.

Desire was surging, and he could only hold on. Later, he was exhausted and fainted for some reason.

...

Doctor Xu took his pulse and frowned.

Brother Zhao couldn't stop trembling: "Doctor, my husband, is he...is he okay?"

Doctor Xu sighed and shook his head.

Brother Zhao almost fainted.

For doctors, what they despise most is their behavior of not treating illnesses and taking and buying medicines indiscriminately.

Seeing that he was crumbling and seemed unable to bear it, Doctor Xu said angrily: "Now you know you are afraid? What have you done earlier? Concealing the disease and avoiding medical treatment. What's so shameful about not treating it? The doctor doesn't come to see you and just grabs medicine randomly. Then Will it be good to take the tiger-wolf medicine? "

A man cares about face the most. Rich people can still invite doctors to their homes, but ordinary people can only go to the medical clinic. There is no clinic here, and there are people lined up behind you. Most people with this problem would rather endure it than seek medical treatment.

Brother Zhao couldn't understand it, but Fang Zichen was about to explode.

He was already weak and sleepy, only to breathe. After hearing these words, he got the strength from nowhere, stood up and cursed: "Old man, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't slander my innocence!" When

the words spread, Does he still want to be a human being?

Not doing so is the worst thing a man can do.

"If you became a man, why would you still take such medicine?" Mr. Xu said angrily.

Fang Zichen: "..."

This old man really doesn't speak a human word.

He is so powerful that you don't even know how powerful he is in bed.

He won't lift it?

Just a joke.

It makes Brother Zhao's legs weak every time, isn't he still a man?

Brother Zhao follows him, which is full of sex/blessings.

But now, I don't know if this sex/blessing will give up halfway.

This aphrodisiac is not poisonous. It is often used as a recreational drug. If you take it and release it, it will be good. But holding it in will be extremely harmful to the body. If it is serious, you may not use it.

Fang Zichen was scared to death.

He is only eighteen and has just started eating meat, but he is not tired of it yet! The chopsticks were softened for him first, wouldn't this cost him his life?

Being angered by Mr. Xu, his remaining breath disappeared again, he closed his eyes and fainted.

Brother Zhao rushed over and said, "Husband..."

"It's okay." Mr. Xu gave Fang Zichen a few injections. After a while, he said, "I'll prescribe the blessing medicine first, and give him something to drink after he's done." , let's get rid of the medicine first, but he has caught the cold and is probably weak inside, and..." He looked at Fang Zichen: "You are his husband, let's go outside and talk!"

The wooden walls were not soundproof. Fang Zichen was confused and listened intermittently.

Nachun medicine is produced in Huzhou. Most of these medicines are made from musk, dogwood, steamed buns, cnidium, bear dog gall, and human dragon. Huzhou is rich in an herbal medicine called white ganding. This medicine is added to the refinery. , the aphrodisiac prepared by taking it can make a man's body light and agile, his sexual intercourse durable, and he can control ten women at night, as smooth and beautiful as a fairy.

At first, once this medicine was promoted, it was popular for a while, but later various problems arose.

Couples who abuse "aphrodisiac" drugs to boost their pleasures find that the fetuses they give birth to are mostly born with birth defects and malformations, and the drug has a strong taste. Excessive sexual intercourse in men causes a lot of damage to their essence. Many men suffer from fatigue and premature aging after taking it. Some people even suffer from fatigue and premature aging after taking it. He died directly on the bed, and after drinking this medicine, it was a different kind of 'poisoning'. If it cannot be vented in time, abstinence for too long can cause the sperm to die in the epididymis.

There were so many problems that the drug was banned.

But there are also some unscrupulous businessmen who secretly produce and sell them to other states.

Fang Zichen falls into the latter category now.

However, he has a good foundation, so he is not irredeemable. It's just that in recent years, he has suffered a lot if he doesn't have children.

Most Chinese medicines are bitter, so it doesn't matter if you take them a few times, but if you take them for several years, they may become bitter.

After listening to Brother Zhao for a while, he also knew what kind of medicine Fang Zichen had taken. He just felt like the world was spinning. The village chief thought that these two little guys were serious and ignorant, so he immediately scolded: "You are really confused!"

"...No," facing his accusing and resentful eyes, Brother Zhao told him about Fang Zichen's disappearance.

The village chief was silent for a long time and sighed: "He is following the rules of others."

As the head of a village, he knows best what is going on in the village.

After Fang Zichen took the county exam, several families in the village began to make plans.

I thought that the people in the village had not seen much of the world. It had been a few decades since a man like Fang Zichen appeared. Everyone was staring at him, wanting to catch up with him, and he flew up to the branch. It was normal to think so, but I didn't expect that there was actually a man like Fang Zichen in the town. This is also true.

This guy is so charming! !

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

The good boy didn't say anything since he entered the hospital. The doctor left. He asked Brother Zhao to take off his shoes. When he got to the bed, he squeezed into Fang Zichen's arms and put his hand on his belly. , and then hugged him tightly.

Children always have a high body temperature and are as warm as a small pillow. Although Fang Zichen's meaning was vague, he subconsciously knew that it was his son, so he murmured "Good boy" and fell asleep.

In the second half of the night, he opened his eyes in a daze and saw Brother Zhao holding his hand and sitting by the bed. There was only a small oil lamp on the table next to him.

The light was dim, Brother Zhao's eyes were blue, and he looked haggard. It seemed that he had not rested for a moment during the two days he had been missing, so Fang Zichen called him.

He came closer: "Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

Fang Zichen shook his head, hugged the boy and moved inside. He patted the place next to him: "Come up."

The bed in the hospital is not spacious. Brother Zhao was afraid of squeezing him: "No, just go to sleep! I..."

"Come up quickly," Fang Zichen said righteously: "I am a patient now. The patient is as big as the sky. You should follow me, do you understand? I have vomited almost a bucket of blood in the past two days, just two days. You If you continue to be angry with me, I will be so angry that you will become a widow!"

Brother Zhao: "..."

Fang Zichen urged: "Hurry up, I want to hug you."

He said . After saying this, Brother Zhao was instantly helpless and had to lie down. He was next to the bed, half of his body hanging. Fang Zichen pushed him over and buried him in his neck. There was a familiar smell on the tip of his nose. .

"I'm sorry for making you worry." Fang Zichen said.

Brother Zhao didn't speak. He was silent for a long time. He hugged Fang Zichen and said, "I thought... I thought you didn't want me anymore."

His voice was hoarse, his fingertips were trembling, and his body was also very thin at this moment. .

Fang Zichen was heartbroken, but he was used to being arrogant, so he still couldn't say a good word at this time: "What are you thinking about? Why do you always think of me as a scumbag! I can do such immoral things as abandoning my family and children. I'm missing, and you don't know where to think. Is it because I'm too handsome? I was coveted and kidnapped, or was I drunk and fell into a ditch? What if I really meet this person? I want to wait for you to save me, but I will probably be lonely."

Brother Zhao cried and said, "But you also abandoned me before."

Fang Zichen suddenly raised his head and said in shock: "What before? When did I abandon you? Are you confused? Go to bed quickly."

Brother Zhao hit him and choked on his words: "Don't do this next time. I really, really can't stand it. "

Well! There won't be another time," Fang Zichen held his cold face, his heart aching: "I won't leave. I want to hold hands with you and grow old with you. I know you have low self-esteem and no love." I'm sure, but I won't lie to you. A real man keeps his word." He thought of Yang Mutao's unlucky behavior and said, "Of course, provided you don't cuckold me."

When he went back to the house and lay down, he was full of emotions. It's not that he can't see the firewood in the house.

He knew that Brother Zhao was a bit persistent. He had been isolated and helpless in the darkest predicament because he had always been alone. Even if his teeth were broken, he could only swallow them with blood. He was extremely insecure. Feelings, feelings are also worried about gains and losses. Like hanging in a deep well, he was always afraid that the rope would break, even if it seemed strong and reliable, but as soon as his feet could not touch the solid ground, that worry would be with him every day.

Fang Zichen really didn't know what to say, and the words of reprimand were swallowed back before they could even reach his throat. He didn't know anything about Brother Zhao's past, the injustice he had suffered, and the unspoken concerns he had hidden. Know.

Who knows who wears those shoes that hurt my feet.

In other words, if he had experienced everything that Brother Zhao had experienced, he might not be any better than him.

"Go to sleep!" Fang Zichen kissed the top of his hair: "I'm here, and I will always be there. Go to sleep!" After

being in trouble for most of the night, the family of three didn't wake up until almost noon the next day.

Brother Zhao went to buy some steamed buns, and Fang Zichen ate three, and then got a few injections. The doctor picked up a few packets of medicine for him and said he could go back.

The previous weakness was largely due to the medicine, and another reason was hunger.

After eating three buns, he felt energetic again, but Fang Zichen didn't move: "Doctor, am I really okay?" Doctor Xu

glared at him: "You are questioning me!"

It's not that he is questioning, the main thing is Dr. Xu seems to be getting older. Although Jiang becomes more and more aggressive as he gets older, which is also true for many medical practitioners, Dr. Xu is in his early sixties. What if he suddenly becomes confused and gets a misdiagnosis?

Moreover, even after checking his pulse yesterday, he still said that he didn't want to do it. Fang Zichen seriously suspected that he was an old quack.

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Fang Zichen choked and said: "I feel... I don't seem to be well there yet!"

"Where are you? I checked yesterday and found that you were fine except for a little cold and some medicine. "Doctor Xu said.

Fang Zichen frowned: "Impossible. If it's okay, why doesn't it respond?"

"Why doesn't it respond?" Doctor Xu asked.

Fang Zichen said anxiously: "My big brother!"

Doctor Xu: "..."

Doctor Xu took a deep breath and said angrily: "How can it react? You still want to do something to me?" Reaction? If you still don't respond when you see your husband stripped naked, come back to me."

Fang Zichen: "..."

That seems right.

As the saying goes, form is emptiness, and emptiness is form, but it is impossible for him to have form whenever he has emptiness. It is normal for him to have no reaction.

Worrying is really confusing.

On the way back, Fang Zichen hugged Guaizi and kissed him: "Oh my little sweetheart, I haven't seen you for two days. My father misses you so much."

"Good boy misses you too." Guaizi hugged his head. , rubbed his face against him, and complained: "Dad said before that he doesn't want good boys and daddy birds. Daddy talks nonsense, and father goes back and spanks him."

"Okay."

"But daddy must be very gentle! Otherwise daddy will It hurts, it hurts. The little boy is so thirsty that he has no saliva. "The little boy is like a grown-up," he said, "Daddy is stupid. There are many boys who have gone to the west. My father is a lost bird." It's not that you don't want me and daddy."

"Yes," Fang Zichen hugged him tightly: "My son is the smartest."

He chuckled like a hen, "Yes, I think so too, he is the best in the world. The first is invincible and smart."

"No, no, you can only be considered second." Fang Zichen said.

The good boy frowned: "Then who is the first one?"

Fang Zichen was very shameless: "The first time is of course your handsome, charming, and Yushu Linfeng's resourceful father."

"The enemy," said the good boy: " The father comes first, the good boy comes second."

Brother Zhao followed the father and son with the medicine in hand, listening to their sticky and chattering, and his heart was full again.

Aunt Liu and Brother Zhou didn't sleep well all night. After getting up early in the morning, they went straight to Brother Zhao's house. The courtyard door outside was wide open. They were both stunned. They rushed into the house and were frightened when they saw the room full of firewood. Big jump, but after searching for a long time, Brother Zhao and Guaizi were nowhere to be seen. Just as they were panicking, the village chief came and told them about Fang Zichen.

Aunt Liu let out a long sigh of relief.

He and Brother Zhou moved the firewood to the backyard before going back.

Fang Zichen wanted to recuperate, so he asked Hexi to help deliver the letter to Zuixiaolou.

After work in the evening, shopkeeper Yang personally came to visit and brought some supplements and pastries so that he could take good care of himself. The things in the store were not urgent and Yang Mingyi could help.

Fang Zichen thought for a while, went back to his room, wrote a letter, and asked him to help deliver it to Yang Mingyi.

After chatting for a while, Shopkeeper Yang hugged the boy again, teased him for a while and then left.

...

In the two days since Fang Zichen disappeared, Yang Mutao has been so busy that his head is smoking. Fang Zichen disappeared from his house, so he has an unshirkable responsibility. He sent some people to look for him in the town, and he also had to deal with Mrs. Yang's matter. Very busy at both ends.

But before he could figure out how to deal with Mrs. Yang, officers and soldiers from Yuanzhou came with tokens.

Arrests in other counties are often carried out with orders. Without the prefect's order, it is regarded as a provocation and cannot be entered at the town gate.

When Mr. Wu returned to Yuanzhou, he sent people to investigate the matter thoroughly. The prefect brought the bandits back to the Yamen, and they were not tortured very much. Seeing the Xing utensils all over the wall, he almost urinated. 151 Shi Quanquan explained.

According to the description of the bandits, the government officials caught the middleman. The middleman could not withstand the torture, so he confessed to Butler Yang.

The housekeeper of the Yang Mansion found him and gave him a large sum of money, asking him to find helpers to kill the only brother of the Yang Mansion.

...

On the day the officers and soldiers left, Mrs. Yang was kneeling in the main hall and begging: "Mother, mother, please help me, help me persuade the master, I know I was wrong, tell him not to drive me away, I know I was wrong, I really I know I'm wrong."

She choked on her head and made a thud.

Mrs. Zheng was indifferent.

There were a lot of guests that day, but Zheng Xiaoling didn't know how to restrain herself, and she dared to do such a nasty thing with the housekeeper in the backyard. It's a good thing that it didn't spread, but if it did, the Yang family would be discredited and become a laughing stock.

Zheng Xiaoling is her daughter-in-law first, and her niece second. She dares to openly cuckold her son, but she has the nerve to beg her for mercy. She really doesn't know what to say.

"Sister-in-law, you are so shameless, how dare you have the nerve to beg for mercy?" Yang Laoer glared at him, turned around and said, "Mom, brother, I think it's better to send him and the housekeeper to the pig pen!"

"No," Yang The third child said: "Let's deal with it secretly! Otherwise, this matter should be spread."

"No matter what, let her sign the divorce letter first!"

"No," Mrs. Yang looked embarrassed, using all four limbs to face her. Mrs. Zheng crawled over and leaned at her feet: "Mom, aunt, I beg you, I beg you to help me. I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Don't divorce me. Please advise me." Master! He always listens to you, please help me persuade him, I don't want to be separated, I don't want to be separated."

She was detained by Yang Mutao for two days. During these two days, she also thought about various possibilities, and this matter was exposed. , and happened to be caught in the act by Yang Mutao. She knew that according to Yang Mutao's character, he would never forgive her.

But Yang Mutao didn't have her in his heart, so it didn't matter if he didn't forgive her.

She just needs to keep her identity as the mistress of the Yang family.

Mrs. Zheng has always been kind to her and the most soft-hearted. As long as she admits her mistake and begs for mercy, this matter should be over.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zheng kicked her: "You have done such a shameless thing, and you still have the nerve to beg me? Xiaoling! Did I treat you too kindly, so you dare to be so lawless?"

"No, no..."

"Boss, go get the divorce certificate!" Mrs. Zheng stood up, glanced at Zheng Xiaoling, seemed disappointed, and sighed: "You can see what happens next. Let's deal with it!"

Mrs. Yang couldn't believe it: "Aunt, you don't want Xiaoling?"

Mrs. Zheng said coldly: "We, the Yang family, can't afford you."

"Aunt, Xiaoling knows she's wrong. Come on, aunt..."

The servants outside hurried in.

"Master, Master, it's not good."

A group of officers and soldiers broke into the door and asked, "Where is Yang Yuanzhuang!!"

Yang Yuanzhuang was the name of the housekeeper.

At first they thought he was diligent, so the Yang family gave him this name.

Seeing the menacing attack of the officers and soldiers, the Yang brothers were stunned.

"Brother, have you reported to the police?" Yang Laoer asked quietly.

Yang Mutao rolled his eyes at him: "Do you think I'm stupid?" It was too late to hide the cuckolding matter, so he reported it to the official. As soon as this matter was reported to the official, tomorrow all the men, women, and children in Fu'an Town would know that his wife had cheated on him. No, is he shameless? ?

The housekeeper was tied up and brought up. The officers and soldiers didn't know, they just thought that the family was positive and looked better.

Yang Mutao stuffed him with a few taels of silver, and when he inquired about it, a surge of anger suddenly filled his chest.

When the officers and soldiers took the officer away, he kicked Mrs. Yang hard: "You bitch, come here, take her down and lock her up. Don't let her escape. The government will come to take her away tomorrow." "

Brother, what's going on?" Yang Laoer frowned.

Yang Mutao's face was full of anger: "Ask this bitch."

Zheng Xiaoling's whole body was shaking, and then she got the strength from nowhere and ran towards the door.

Yang Mutao: "Stop her."

Two servants and several maids at the door rushed forward and held her down firmly.

"Let me go, let me go..."

Zheng Xiaoling roared, struggling constantly, her hair was messy, like a madman.

"Brother, what's going on with the housekeeper!" Yang Laoer asked again.

Yang Mutao replied: "He sent people to intercept and kill my father-in-law."

"Huh?" Yang Laosan was confused: "Which father-in-law are you?"

Yang Mutao had a main wife and more than a dozen concubines. Concubine face, everyone calls me father-in-law.

"The one in Yuanzhou!" Yang Mutao said.

Everyone gasped: "He is mentally ill! Where does he have the courage to attack Mr. Wu and get tired of living with him?"

Yang Mutao glanced at Mrs. Yang and snorted: "How could he want to do this to Mr. Wu?" Mr. Wu's real target is probably my brother Yi."

Mrs. Yang lowered her head like an ostrich, almost burying it in her chest.

Why would the housekeeper attack Yang Mingyi, just a mere person? If Yang Mingyi had an accident, what would he be able to gain?

In the entire Yang family, the only person who could regard Yang Mingyi as a thorn in their side was Mrs. Yang.

In the past, she was childless and could tolerate Yang Mingyi, but now she was kicked in the stomach and she couldn't tolerate him anymore.

If there hadn't been such a scandal, no one would immediately suspect her, but she had such a relationship with the housekeeper that they couldn't allow them to think too much.

No one would take the risk if there was no complete benefit to attacking the famous Juren master.

They subconsciously looked towards Mrs. Yang's belly.

If what she is kicking is the housekeeper's seed, if it is a son, then the huge Yang family will be his, and if it is a brother or a girl, he will get half of it.

In this way, it was justified for the housekeeper to risk his life to intercept Yang Mingyi and Mr. Wu.

The incident in the backyard was well attended by everyone.

The daughters-in-law of the Yang family originally wanted to ask for help, but Mrs. Yang still had a child in her belly. After all, she was the son of the Yang family, so she had to give birth to it anyway, but no one came forward at this time.

Mrs. Yang was imprisoned in the woodshed.

As expected, early the next morning, Yuanzhou officers and soldiers came again.

Pressing Mrs. Yang down, she walked away again.

There was a group of people standing outside the door, all whispering.

The servant had already received the order and told the story about Mr. Wu half-truth and half-falsely.

He didn't mention stealing at all.

Everyone listened with great interest, and really felt that Mrs. Yang was too impatient and petty.

How many months have you been pregnant? At quite an age, I still don't know whether I can give birth safely, so I can't wait.

Moreover, Yang Mingyi is a brother. If he gets married in the future, why should he be next to him?

If you have multiple brothers, you can still help one or two! This is really too small-minded.

Everyone is talking about the affairs of Yang Mansion.

Mrs. Yang's dowry girl saw something bad and ran back to Zheng Yang's house.

She wouldn't fish for Mrs. Yang, but the Zheng family certainly would.

It's easy to get Mrs. Yang out of this matter, but you have to spend some money and some connections.

Just let the butler take the blame alone.

Zheng Xiaoling was the only daughter of the Zheng family and was extremely loved. When they heard that their daughter had been arrested, they did not dare to go to Yuanzhou to cause trouble, so they came to Yang's house.

Yang Mutao didn't want to say more and took out the divorce letter. He only said that Zheng Xiaoling was no longer a member of the Yang family, and her life and death had nothing to do with the Yang family.

The Zheng family only felt that he was cruel. After decades of marriage, their daughter had not been able to give birth to a boy and a half girl for the Yang family, but she had worked hard without any merit. Now that her daughter had caused trouble, she turned against him and refused to recognize anyone.

Really heartless.

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The Zheng family scolded Yang Mutao, saying that if he did not help fish out Zheng Xiaoling, the two families would be estranged from each other.

Yang Mutao said directly: "Just cut it off, I'll treat it as a surprise!"

"How do you talk?" Father Zheng's eyebrows stood up, and he was so angry: "Mu Tao, you can't be so heartless and unjust. Xiaoling is not sensible. For a moment, It is inevitable to make mistakes on impulse. She is a woman, how can she survive in a place like that? Isn't it okay for your brother? He is just a bastard. No matter how important it is, being married to you is more important. Huh? After decades of love, is it not as good as a brother?

"What's wrong with a concubine? Isn't a concubine also my child?" At this point, Yang Mutao couldn't help but feel sad: "I am like this in my life, Zheng Xiaoling." If you dare to take action against him, you will end up with me. I didn't kill her, it's all a tribute to her ancestors."

Yang Mutao was a romantic man in the past, so he didn't care much about Yang Mingyi, and only left him under the care of Zheng Xiaoling.

He doesn't have a family, and it's not clear what kind of life Yang Mingyi leads. He only cares about his family and his great career. Zheng Xiaoling can't deprive him of food and drink.

Until a few years ago, he saw Yang Mingyi sitting alone in the small backyard, gnawing on sour chicken legs.

The child looked the same every day, changing greatly with the weather, and he couldn't recognize it that day. There were many concubines in the house, and his close friends often came to the house. He just thought it was the child brought by some wife, and ran around to play in the backyard. , Yang Mingyi's little appearance was really handsome, white, and his long hair was flowing smoothly. Yang Mutao fell in love with him. He stepped forward and wanted to ask whose child you were. Unexpectedly, Yang Mingyi stood up and hid under the stone table. , cautiously hid the chicken legs behind his back, and looked at him warily.

"Which kid are you from? Why did you come to the backyard?" Yang Mutao squatted down and asked with a smile.

Yang Mingyi didn't speak, but looked at him steadily for a long time, as if confirming something, and suddenly said: "Father?"

Yang Mutao was stunned on the spot.

As I got closer, I could smell it.

I don't know how long the chicken legs had been left there. They were very sour in the summer.

He could hardly believe it: "Are you... Brother Yi?"

Wu Huifang was a very gentle woman, and Yang Mutao had been obsessed with her for a while and stayed at her place every night. Later, there were many people in the backyard. Among several women, she was the only one pregnant, and everyone was jealous and envious.

Although he was a little brother, Yang Mutao still felt so much pain that he stayed in the study room for more than half a month and personally checked the books and named him Yang Haogui.

Mr. Wu knew it, and after scolding him, he personally named his grandson. Yang Mutao also did not object. Although he knew the words, he was far behind compared with Mr. Wu. The name he was given was certainly not bad, and later he thought about it for himself, Yang Haogui, the more he barked, the more he sounded like a sheep, so Yang Mingyi sounded better.

Wu Huifang was unlucky after all. She passed away when Yang Mingyi was only two years old.

Yang Mutao didn't know how to raise children, so after much deliberation, he handed Yang Mingyi over to Zheng Xiaoling to raise.

He had no children before, and when he saw other people's children, he would always be overjoyed and push others over his own. I think Zheng Xiaoling must be the same way, not to mention she is a woman, and women are the most kind-hearted.

He went home soon, and sometimes he thought of his child and asked Zheng Xiaoling. Zheng Xiaoling always made excuses, saying that the child had gone to learn embroidery with the old grandma and had no time. Don't worry, he is your flesh and blood, and he is the only young master in our house. , I will certainly love him.

After Yang Mutao heard this, he didn't force it.

Who would have thought that this woman was acting in a submissive manner.

Yang Mutao snatched the chicken leg from Yang Mingyi's hand: "This chicken leg is rancid, we won't eat it." He threw it aside, but Yang Mingyi ran over and picked it up again.

"You can still eat it." Yang Mingyi said.

Yang Mutao felt extremely sad.

He is kind, and he never treats the servants in the house harshly. What is wrong with the food and clothing of the servants?

But his brother, the dignified young master of the Yang family, actually ate rotten chicken legs! !

"Where did this chicken leg come from?"

"The grandfather in the kitchen accidentally dropped it on the ground when he was chopping the chicken. He didn't want it, so I picked it up." Yang Mingyi said.

Yang Mutao knelt down, grabbed his shoulders, and asked, "Didn't your mother give you food? Or were you not full?"

"I didn't see her," Yang Mingyi lowered his head and said in a low voice, "But grandma does it every day. Give me a bun. "

One bun a day is not enough for a growing child.

Moreover, there are many wives in the house, so the buns made for the master are smaller than those outside. When Yang Mutao eats the morning meal at home, he has to eat six or seven to feel full.

Yang Mutao squeezed him. The small shoulders under his palm were thin and boneless, as if they were covered with just a layer of skin.

There was a big breath in his chest, and then following his nerves, he forced himself to calm down: "Please take me to your room to see, okay."

"Okay~"

In Yang Mingyi's room, except for the place near the window, there were There was a bed, with a thin quilt folded neatly on top, and two large boxes placed against the wall. The rest was gone, it was empty and really shabby.

He opened the box and saw a stack of books inside. He asked Yang Mingyi where the book came from. Yang Mingyi said: "My grandpa sent it to me."

When Yang Mingyi was young, Mr. Wu was still in good health and was often busy in the academy. He didn't want to see Yang Mutao, but he still cared about his only little grandson. He would send people to give Yang Mingyi something every three days, sometimes it was some snacks, sometimes it was clothes, sometimes it was some small toys and books, Fu'an The town was a small place after all, and even if the Yang family had money, it would be difficult to buy some things.

Moreover, he was always afraid that Zheng Xiaoling would not take good care of his little grandson. Every time the servants he sent came, Zheng Xiaoling did a good job, and Yang Mingyi had no injuries on her face. Before she came out, her nanny specially changed her clothes and she was dressed in silk. , the servants only thought that he lived a good life and was not treated harshly.

There was no other young master in the house, and Zheng Xiaoling didn't like reading these books, so she gave them all to Yang Mingyi.

...

Yang Mutao got very angry that day.

Zheng Xiaoling cried and said that she didn't know, and she asked Aunt Tang to take care of her, but who knew that she was like this behind her back? She was in charge of the huge Yang family by herself, and there was always something wrong with her thinking. I guess it was Aunt Tang. Seeing that she didn't pay attention, the grandma got evil intentions and secretly deprived the child of food.

She cried with grievances and spoke sincerely. Yang Mutao was not stupid. As the mistress of the house, Zheng Xiaoling, how dare someone do this without her permission? And it was a fact that she failed to take good care of Yang Mingyi when he entrusted him to her.

He made a big fuss, and the servants notified Mrs. Zheng, and she helped persuade her for a long time before Yang Mutao spared Zheng Xiaoling. Later, he beat up Grandma Tang and sold her, taking Yang Mingyi with him to personally Take care of.

Yang Mingyi has been alone all year round and has developed a habit of not talking much and being very quiet. In his spare time, he likes to hold a book. If he is not playing chess, he and Yang Mutao don't have much to talk to. But even so, Yang Mutao still loves him so much. In my heart.

He didn't care about what happened to Zheng Xiaoling before, and here's the result! Not only cuckolding him, but also thinking about attacking his brother and not killing her on the spot, he felt that he was kind-hearted.

The Zheng family was stunned: "Second brother, look at your eldest brother, he's really stiff. He doesn't take us elders seriously anymore."

Yang Laoer didn't say anything, turned around and left.

The Zheng family: "..."

Two of them are outrageous.

They made a big fuss, and Mrs. Zheng came out.

Previously, she was angry about Zheng Xiaoling's incident and felt unhappy, so she rested in the yard. Moreover, she rarely meddle in other matters and spent most of her free time in the house praying to Buddha and offering incense.

Father Zheng muttered: "Sister, do you know about Xiaoling and Mu Tao?"

Old Man Zheng said lightly: "Yes."

"Then you don't care. Although Mu Tao is your son, Xiaoling is also your son. "Grow up!" Father Zheng had been fussing for a long time. He was very thirsty. After sitting in the room for a while, the maid didn't offer him any tea. He was even more worried: "What you Yang family did is really too much, Xiaoling." After marrying into your family for decades, she has been filial to you and has taken care of you every day. How can you bear to see your ruthless and unjust son treat her like this? "

Is that too much?" The old lady said coldly: "I haven't come to you yet, but you have the nerve to come here first. You said that our Yang family is too much, what is too much? Over the years, what has our Yang family failed to do to him? I Why didn't I treat her well? Especially because she was my niece, I handed over the power of the family to her as soon as I got married. I didn't want her to eat or drink. You said she served me? That's a joke. Apart from greeting me on the fifth and tenth day of every month, what has she done to me? Has she washed my old woman's feet once

? "It's really too much to divorce her." Father Zheng said: "Sister, Xiaoling is in her forties and is no longer young. Have you ever thought about how old she is? If she is divorced, you can let her go in the future. How do you behave?"

"Yes!" Mrs. Zheng laughed coldly: "You are really old. I can't figure it out. How can I endure being lonely in an empty house when I am young? But when I am old, I can't bear it. I can't stand it anymore, but I have to do such a shameless thing. For the sake of the friendship between the two families, I didn't ask you to give an explanation and let the boss handle this matter. Are you still not happy? Isn't it too big?"

Father Zheng heard it: "Sister, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Zheng said angrily, "If you insist on saying it, Isn't that a shame?" Father

Zheng looked at Mother Zheng and saw that she was also confused: "Sister, tell me what you mean by that, what else did Xiaoling do?"

Looking at the table: "She stole people!"

Father Zheng: "..."

Mother Zheng: "..."

It was like a bolt from the blue. Zheng's father and Zheng's mother's ears were ringing, and Zheng Xiao's brothers were also frozen on the spot.

"My Yang family has almost lost all her face." Mrs. Zheng tapped her cane: "That doesn't count. She still wants to attack Brother Yi. I didn't know she was so vicious before. Our old Zheng family has been generous and kind for generations, but we didn't expect to raise such a person. Our family is unfortunate, our family is unfortunate!"

Father Zheng and Mother Zheng's face was burning, and they felt as if they had been slapped several times.

Now I finally understand why Yang Mutao suddenly turned against others.

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The Zheng and Yang families were originally relatives, and later became in-laws. Yang Mutao was always polite to them every time he met them, and he was never like this.

Yuan thought that his daughter was obsessed with something, and he planned to get rid of Brother Yi for the sake of the child in her belly.

Father Zheng thought that Brother Yi was fine and his daughter had not made any big mistakes. He came here at the expense of his old face. Yang Mutao should give him some face.

But this time...

Yang Mutao didn't ask anyone to sweep him out directly. He was more or less thinking about his past friendship.

This kind of stealing is the most embarrassing thing.

It's a good thing that it didn't spread. If it did, the Yang family's reputation would be bad, and the Zheng family's reputation would be even worse, and it might even affect my own little granddaughters.

Confused! !

How confused!

The Zheng family was no longer embarrassed. They didn't have the nerve to sit down for a moment and hurried back.

On the carriage, Zheng's mother wiped away her tears: "Master, do you really not care about Xiaoling's affairs?"

"Care about it? How to care about it? Tell me how to care about it?" Father Zheng was still embarrassed now, thinking of that meeting at noon. The servants in the Yang Mansion looked at him with strange expressions. He didn't understand what they meant. Now he thought they were looking at his ugliness and his big face: "I dare to do it to you, even if you want to do it, she is committing suicide. I don't care what she does." , it's an eyesore when I take it back. "

Men always value face more than anything else. It hurts when they give birth to themselves. Mother Zheng begged: "Although Xiaoling is wrong in every way, she is pregnant now. She has never suffered much, and she was raised by servants. There is no place like a prison cell where she can stay. That child... although I am not sure if it is a descendant of the Yang family, but it is Xiaoling's child. , that is our grandson, who at least has half of the blood of our Zheng family. Master, I know you think she is embarrassed, can you rescue her first? If you don't want to see her, we can find a village to send her there, okay? Okay?"

"Okay, mother!" Father Zheng's eyes widened: "You are such a rude woman. Who do you think I am? I am the prefect who runs the government office. Ah? If I have a way, why should I go to the Yang family to scold her? I can't even get a place in Fu'an Town, and it's beyond my reach to save her? "

Mother Zheng didn't expect him ! He was so cruel and said: "Master, why do you say such things? Xiaoling is also your daughter!"

"I have not treated her badly. The water thrown by my married daughter is still there today. " It's her fault, she has no one to blame." Zheng's father said, "I can't do anything. If you want to save her, just find your own way!"

Zheng's mother kept crying.

She is a woman who never steps out of the door, so there is no way she can do anything about it.

The Zheng family is still worried, but Fang Zichen is living like a young master again.

Brother Zhao was reluctant to kill the chickens in the backyard before. He thought of feeding them for a while to make them gain a few more pounds, but now he was willing to do so.

He watched Fang Zichen go to bed, then entered the kitchen, took a knife and went to the backyard.

The good boy sat next to Fang Zichen, holding his little fists. He would squeeze his legs, pat his shoulders, and ask him if he was thirsty or hungry, just like a little maid.

After the chicken soup was boiled, Brother Zhao brought it to him, cooled it down and fed him spoonful after spoonful.

It was obvious that the wind was blowing on him when he walked on the road, but Brother Zhao still forced him to lie down when he came back.

Unable to reject the warm hospitality, Fang Zichen lay down.

It feels so happy to be surrounded by husbands and children, asking for help and greetings.

In the evening, Aunt Liu and Brother Zhou came with Liuyou. When they saw Fang Zichen lying on the bed with a rosy face, they didn't know what to say.

Guaizai and Liuliu were sitting at the end of the bed, their short legs swaying.

Even though they were here, it was impossible not to offer condolences. Aunt Liu said with difficulty: "Boss Fang, you have really suffered in the past few days."

Fang Zichen nodded fiercely and agreed: "No, I almost died.

" It's not an exaggeration. He recovered quickly because of his good health. The various supplements he received before were all in vain, and Dr. Xu praised him for raising him well and being as strong as an ox.

If the foundation is poor, it will still be half-dead.

"...Where have you been these two days?" Aunt Liu asked.

"I don't know." Fang Zichen said, "It's on the mountain opposite the town gate."

Aunt Liu was surprised: "What, Hulong Mountain! There are tigers on that mountain! Why are you running to that mountain!"

"I don't know. Ah! And I'm fine!" Fang Zichen said nonchalantly.

The situation at that time did not allow him to think too much. Even if he knew, he would just run away.

Anyway, there is a wolf in front and a tiger behind, and death is everywhere on the left and right, so I am afraid of asking for help.

Aunt Liu glanced at him and sighed: "Just think of it as a lesson. You have to be more careful when you see her in the future."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a sinister laugh.

Guaizi turned his head and glanced at Fang Zichen, then whispered in Liuyou's ear: "Liuyou, my father has such a unique smile!"

Liuyou said: "Yeah! Like a ghost, it's a scary feeling!"

Guaizi: " That's right!"

Brother Zhou: "..."

He was speechless when Fang Zichen said coldly: "Are you careful? I'm careful. She should be careful. The first one dared to do it. I drugged the grave, and the grass on the grave is now more than three meters high. This damn bitch wants to rape me. If I don't let her sit through the cell, my surname will not be Fang!"

He said through gritted teeth, as if he was pity for his mother. She would have to stand by the bed, but he could immediately jump up and give her two big ears.

Oh shit! !

It almost caused him to lose his children and become a man, which is okay, but he can't do it anymore. Brother Zhao will never experience sex/blessing in the next few decades. If the relationship between husband and wife is not harmonious, he will definitely be depressed. Maybe he will abandon him and find a new love. Of course, this is unlikely. If he really doesn't do it, it will only have this shortcoming. If he wants to find someone better than him in the village, it will be like a monk. It's impossible to find lice online.

To put it mildly, Lian Niang had harmed him.

At the most serious level, it would harm him and Brother Zhao.

To put it more seriously, she indirectly harmed a family.

Sin cannot be forgiven.

If this revenge is not avenged, he will die with his eyes open.

His smile was so horrifying that Aunt Liu felt a little cold: "Whose girl is this?"

Fang Zichen got angry when he mentioned his mother-in-law: "That old man from Jia Yuanwai!"

Aunt Liu frowned and said, "This It might be a bit difficult. "

Jia Yuan is from a wealthy family. It would be difficult for Fang Zichen to get Lian Niang in. Even if he gets in, Lian Niang won't be able to bear the pain if Jia Yuan Wai takes care of her.

"It's difficult." After all, Fang Zichen came from a rich family. They knew what Lian Niang was thinking, and said: "Why did she dare to drug me? Isn't it because she thought that with just a few pennies in the family, she would be lawless, no matter what the consequences. She can afford it, but I want to see if she can afford it."

After dinner in the evening, Brother Zhao took out Li Yisheng's letter after returning to his room.

"What did you write?" Fang Zichen asked.

"It's for you, I didn't open it!" Brother Zhao said.

Fang Zichen glared at him: "What's yours and mine? We're already an old married couple. I don't know how many beds I've slept on, but you're still saying such unreasonable things to me."

Brother Zhao smiled and was about to be beaten. Sitting next to him, Fang Zichen said again: "We are husband and wife. What's yours is mine, mine..." He paused and saw Brother Zhao looking over, raising his eyebrows and smiling generously. Said: "What's mine is still mine!"

Brother Zhao: "..."

Brother Zhao still couldn't control himself and punched him.

Li Yisheng didn't have many friends, so he hung out with Fang Zichen for two days. Maybe because of their similar personalities, the two of them had a bit of a "love for each other, but they met each other late" feeling.

Three whole letters.

He rambled on for a long paragraph, and the first half of the letter was all about boasting. In the middle, he revealed that the world was declining these days, and people's hearts were not as old as they used to be. That fat guy Xie Xiaoyu actually had evil intentions toward him.

He has become more and more handsome in these years, and his posture has become more and more unrestrained. Xie Xiaoyu couldn't hold it anymore after meeting him this time. He asked him out yesterday. Under the moonlight, by the river, he made it clear that he was unwilling, but he couldn't. Xie Xiaoyu cried and shouted, saying that she would not marry him unless she was in this life, that she already had him in her heart, and if he did not accept it, he would never fall in love with another man again in his life.

After all, they were brothers who grew up together. He couldn't bear to see Xie Xiaoyu being so sad, so he could only accept it.

When he went back to report to his parents that Xie Xiaoyu had withdrawn from Li Yixing's engagement, they were about to get married, so he asked him to prepare gifts in advance.

Fang Zichen blinked and felt that what the letter said was quite watery.

Although he had only seen Xie Xiaoyu's fat little man once, he didn't feel like someone who could cry and beg for help.

The one who was crying and shouting was Li Yisheng.

Brother Zhao read the letter with him and said, "Is this the friend you mentioned last time who is scarier than a ghost?"

"Yes! That's him." Fang Zichen held up the letter, snorted and said, "I've long since I can tell, Li Yisheng and that little fat guy are really having an affair. I'm really damn discerning. Huh, he also wanted to lie to me, saying that he was his brother's fiancé. They say that brothers' wives should not be deceived. He was really his brother's fiancé. He's so mean."

Brother Zhao slapped him and said, "What did I say? You're telling

the truth."

"Then don't yell like a little fat guy." Brother Zhao said, "You're not afraid that he'll get angry if he hears it."

"I'm not stupid. I ran to him and told him." Where's the little golden lock?"

"I put it in the box, what's wrong?" Brother Zhao asked.

"You ask me if I wear it. If I don't wear it, I will pawn it when I have time. It should be worth more than ten taels." Fang Zichen said.

Brother Zhao: "..."

A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse.

In the past, Fang Zichen thought the bed Zhao Geer bought was hard, but after lying in the mountains for two nights, he now felt that the bed at home was still more comfortable.

He woke up until dawn, and when he woke up, Brother Zhao and Guaizi were gone.

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The sun was shining brightly outside, and the sunlight slanted in through the window. It must have been noon.

Fang Zichen was about to lift the quilt and get up, but before he could move, there was a rustling sound outside the window.

Then a big head emerged.

The good boy stood on the small stool, holding on to the two small pillars on the window and looking into the room.

After returning from the medical clinic, Doctor Xu asked his apprentice to grab nine packets of medicine for them. He said that they should drink it for half a month. After drinking it, he asked Fang Zichen to go over and he would check the situation and then prescribe it to him again.

This medicine cannot be stopped and must be taken continuously for several years.

It contains medicinal materials for replenishing the body, which are not cheap. Nine packs cost more than ten taels of silver.

Fortunately, the conditions at home are better now. If it were an ordinary family, they would probably be stretched thin.

Brother Zhao wanted to guard Fang Zichen, and he had been thinking too much in those two days, not eating or drinking, and his health was not very good, but in the end, business was still important.

No money, no relationship.

He got up in the morning and wanted to go to town to sell hot sauce. He was afraid that the boy would disturb Fang Zichen at home and wanted to take him there. The boy shook his head and didn't want to go, and promised that he would never disturb Fang Zichen.

Brother Zhao had no choice but to go by himself. The chili sauce was half sold when Zhang Huaiwen came.

"Brother Zhao..."

Brother Zhao didn't want to talk to him, but he stood in front of the stall blankly. Seeing his unusual clothes, the customers who originally wanted to buy hot sauce didn't dare to come forward.

Brother Zhao frowned and told him to get out of the way and not to hinder his business.

Zhang Huaiwen didn't seem to hear anything and just said: "Brother Zhao, why haven't you come to set up a stall these days? Did something happen at home?"

Brother Zhao raised his eyes and glanced at him: "No, please get out of the way. Is that okay?"

Zhang Huaiwen took a few steps to the side, and when he saw Brother Zhao finished selling the hot sauce, he took the basket and left without looking back, with a sinister look in his eyes.

"Master." The boy whispered: "Miss Jia said she wanted to see you."

Zhang Huaiwen glanced at him lightly: "You can't even win a man. If you don't succeed enough, you will fail more than you can do. I'm gone."

"But... The boy hesitated: "Miss Jia said, if you don't go to see her, she will..." Zhang Huaiwen's face became more and more gloomy. The boy was frightened and said with difficulty: "She will tell Brother Zhao about this." Zhang Huaiwen

gritted his teeth and said, "This bitch." The good

boy

looked at Fang Zichen almost eight hundred times in the morning.

He was afraid that Fang Zichen would suddenly wake up and be thirsty and hungry, so he did not dare to go far. He dug earthworms on the path outside the courtyard. The soil here was hard and there were not many earthworms. They were very thin and noodles-like, as if they were malnourished. He dug twice, then ran in to take a look. Seeing that Fang Zichen was still sleeping, he breathed a sigh of relief and went back to work.

At this moment, Fang Zichen woke up, smiling and excited: "Father, wake up the bird!"

"Well!" Fang Zichen asked while getting dressed, "Why don't you come in?"

"The door is locked, and the bird can't get in." Bird." said the boy.

"Ah? I didn't lock it!" Fang Zichen came to the door and tried to pull it, but found that it couldn't be pulled. The door was locked from the outside. The lock should be quite big. When he pulled the door, it hit the door panel. Up, there was a clanging sound.

Don't even think about it, it must be Brother Zhao's masterpiece.

Fang Zichen didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

In the hospital, he hugged someone and comforted him all night, promising to come and go, saying that he would never leave, so that Brother Zhao could rest assured. Brother Zhao was okay at that time and said that he believed in him.

Oh shit.

Does this mean you believe him?

He was a prisoner in a labor camp.

But... Brother Zhao also loves him too much.

The charm is too great, he should understand and be considerate.

He came to the window, and the boy put out his arms and hugged his neck, as if he were visiting a prisoner: "Are you hungry, father? Daddy made some bird buns. There is meat in them. Lots of meat. Eat them well. My boy, can I give them to you?" ?"

Fang Zichen pinched his face and said softly, "My dear, I want to brush my teeth first. Go and get me a bowl of water."

"Okay!"

The dear boy jumped off the stool and stepped on it. .

After eating steamed buns and drinking water, Brother Zhao is back.

Fang Zichen leaned against the window, folding his arms, with no expression on his face: "Hey! You're back?"

Brother Zhao put the basket on his back and walked over: "Husband, you're awake! Do you feel better? Have you had breakfast? Are you hungry? I'll heat up some chicken soup for you, okay?"

"Don't worry," Fang Zichen looked at him and glanced back and forth: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, brother Zhao, I didn't do that before. I found that you are so good at playing."

Brother Zhao couldn't understand: "Husband, what are you talking about?"

"Pretend, you pretend." Fang Zichen said with an expression of "I've seen through you." What do you mean by locking me up?"

Brother Zhao's eyes widened and he looked towards the door in surprise.

There is a big lock hanging on the door. It must have been used for a long time, and it is stained with rust.

"It's not... I..."

"No, no, I don't know what you are thinking." Fang Zichen raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think you have locked me up and I can't get out? You can have me all to yourself if you go?" He chuckled twice, he was so proud that he hesitated to speak.

"Imprisonment play, you are really good at it!" Fang Zichen said excitedly: "I haven't played this kind of game before, it's quite exciting when I think about it."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Brother Zhao is a little bit Wanted to laugh: "Aren't you angry?"

"Not angry." Fang Zichen pinched his chin, lowered his eyes and said, "I can understand the depth of love and the intensity of love. Who can tell someone to love me to the death!"

Brother Zhao looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "Then what if I lock you up for the rest of your life?"

Fang Zichen said in surprise: "Are you serious? Just flirt a few times. If you lock me up for the rest of your life, I can't do it. Are you in jail? Go and open the door first. I've been holding it in for a long time. "

But... I didn't lock this door!"

Even if you want to play, you should consider my three worries." Fang Zichen said anxiously: "

I really can't stand it anymore," Brother Zhao said again.

Fang Zichen was extremely suspicious and full of disbelief. There were only three of them in this family. If it wasn't Brother Zhao, how could it be him? It was even more impossible for his son: "Really?"

Brother Zhao was so unjust and said: "Really, I just closed the door when I left in the morning."

When he was in the hospital, he guarded Fang Zichen and looked at Looking at his increasingly deep and straight eyebrows, he had indeed had this idea.

He can make money now. He is no longer the same brother Zhao who worked hard for half a month before barely earning three cents.

He has the means to support himself and his children.

In the past, he wanted Fang Zichen to pursue an official career because he still wanted to go home. But when Fang Zichen left, in the endless loss and despair, he realized that in fact, what he wanted most, from beginning to end, was just Fang Zichen. .

Going home...is no longer important.

In this world, anyone can leave him, except Fang Zichen and his son. They cannot and are not allowed to.

But he also knew that once he really did this, he and Fang Zichen would be at an end.

Fang Zichen is uninhibited and loves freedom. And such an outstanding person should not be trapped by him. He should have a broader sky.

He had been imprisoned before, and he knew the feeling and helplessness better than anyone else.

He couldn't bear to let Fang Zichen walk the same path he had walked.

"That..." Who is it?

There are only three people in the family, neither he nor Brother Zhao, it can only be...

Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao looked at each other, and then both looked at the good boy. The target suspect was squatting unconsciously. Pulling weeds from the vegetable patch.

Brother Zhao came to the vegetable field and beckoned him over: "Good boy, did you lock this door?"

The good boy's big eyes were wandering, his eyes were wandering, and he was holding a handful of weeds in his little hand. He was still denying: "My dear boy, daddy is talking about Simo."

Brother Zhao slapped his butt: "If you tell lies, you will be eaten by the big monster. Tell the truth, is it you?"

The dear boy raised his hands Cover your butt, and after being intimidated, you will be honest now: "Yeah! Fasten it to the good boy!"

Brother Zhao: "Where is the key?"

"Throw it in the smell!" said the good boy.

Fang Zichen: "..."

The culprit was not Brother Zhao, but was it really his son?

Fang Zichen's eyes widened: "Where did he throw it?"

"He said he threw it in the latrine." Brother Zhao replied.

"...What should we do?" Fang Zichen choked. The reverberating stench when he fished out his son last time made him unable to eat for several days. He could still remember it vividly.

There used to be a family of people living in this old house. The pit was dug deep and big,

so it was easy to fish out the bigger ones.

key?

He's fishing for something! ! !

Take the shit out of him.

Brother Zhao comforted him: "Wait a minute, I'll go take a look, maybe it hasn't sunk yet."

Fang Zichen ignited hope: "Yes, yes, go quickly."

After a while, Brother Zhao came back with a dejected face. : "Husband, I didn't see it."

Fang Zichen: "..."

In the end, he could only smash it.

Guaizi stood aside obediently, his big eyes blinking, not worried at all.

Brother Zhao didn't go to cook. He took out a bun from the kitchen and sat in the yard, holding Coyotito in his arms. While eating the bun, he looked at Brother Zhao, as if he were watching a play, and he looked quite detached from the world. An uncontested attitude.

He bought this lock at He Xiaodong's house. Fang Zichen used the copper plates as little red flowers before. When the good boy behaved well, he would always reward him with one or two coins.

The money was saved by Guaizi.

He is not short of food. There are always candies at home. Fang Zichen said that if he eats too much, worms will grow on his teeth. When the worms eat up his teeth, they will bite his gums. After the gums eat up, they will reach his tongue, and then the person will die. This scares the good boy. It's so disgusting that no matter how much he likes or covets it, he doesn't bother to eat it. He only eats it after Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen gave it to him.

I didn't spend the money, I kept saving it, and now I have more than 30 cash.

He took the money to Liu Dali's house and wanted to ask if their house had a lock. Liu's father said no, but He Xiaodong's house should have one.

He Xiaodong's grandfather used to be a salesman.

These sellers always carry their burdens and travel from village to village, often selling groceries.

It is a disguised form of hard work. He Xiaodong and his grandfather have become old in recent years and are not as good as before, so they no longer do this work.

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The salesman sells many things, often some chickens, ducks, piglets, some needlework, some candy, some flower heads that little girls like, some vegetable seeds, some kitchen knives, locks, and hoes.

They are all things that ordinary people need in their daily lives.

The good boy went to Xiao Dong's house again. These boys had been playing together for a while, and they became very familiar with each other.

Father He was quite surprised when he heard that he was here to buy locks. When he saw the money in his hand, he thought it was Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao who asked him to come. Otherwise, how can ordinary children get so much money?

There were still a dozen locks at home, and he took Guaizi to look at them, some were big and some were small.

The good boy squatted next to the small box, turned over a few, and said, "Uncle, which lock is easier to use?"

"The big one is more reliable and cannot be opened by ordinary people." Hefu said.

"Then I want this." Hearing this, Guaizi directly picked the biggest one. However, the lock was not kept well before and was rusty due to moisture. Father He wanted to give him something else in exchange for fear of taking it back. Fang Zichen I was thinking wildly with Brother Zhao, thinking that he deliberately deceived the child and sold him a bad thing.

The good boy hugged the lock tightly: "The good boy wants this, Uncle He, the good boy wants this."

He was so small that his iron heart was weak. Father He couldn't bear it, so he had no choice but to sell it to him. .

As soon as Brother Zhao left in the morning, he saw an opportunity, locked the door, and threw a key into the pit.

The lock is so big, dad will definitely not be able to break it open.

The good guy is confident.

There was a clanging sound outside. Brother Zhao smashed the door for a long time, but it still didn't open.

Fang Zichen was so anxious that he lay down by the window and screamed: "Brother Zhao, have you smashed it open? I can't hold it anymore."

Don't be suffocated by the medicine, but suffocated by peeing first.

Brother Zhao's hands were numb from the shock. He wiped his sweat and came to the window: "Not yet, I can't open it."

"I'm so anxious! It's really Barbie Q!" Fang Zichen almost covered his head □ □ Jumped.

Brother Zhao thought for a while, then went into the kitchen, took a deep-mouthed clay pot and passed it in through the window: "Husband, you can use this to make do with it first!"

Fang Zichen: "..."

Wow! , it rang for almost a few minutes.

This bladder is really bloated and about to burst.

Fang Zichen had never thought that peeing could be so comfortable and ecstatic, how could he be so happy?

But...

he came to the window: "Son of me..."

"Father, did you ask the good boy to do it?"

"Come here," Fang Zichen coaxed the good boy like a perverted weird uncle: "Come here, dad, let me check you out."

"Okay." As soon as the good boy arrived at the window, Fang Zichen picked him up and took off his pants: "You little brat, you've rebelled against me. Let me take a look. Is your butt itchy?"

"It's not itchy," the good boy was not afraid. Fang Zichen had never spanked him. He was not afraid of Fang Zichen at all. He thought he was playing with him again.

Fang Zichen rubbed his butt as big as a bowl back and forth like dough, making his butt red, and he was still smiling.

He twisted his little body, and was not afraid of falling when Fang Zichen was holding him in the air. During the play, the key fell out of his pocket with a crisp sound.

"What's the sound?" Fang Zichen took a look and immediately shouted outside: "Brother Zhao, you were deceived by this little bastard, and there is a key here."

"Father, don't shout, father, don't shout..." ·" The boy hurriedly tried to cover Fang Zichen's mouth, but he was still a step too late.

Brother Zhao came over sweating profusely. He glanced at them first, then picked up the key from the ground, looked at it for a while, and went to the backyard without saying anything. When he came out again, he still had a small stick in his hand.

This kid actually knows how to lie.

If you don't give it a beating, you're really going to rebel.

He grabbed the boy and slapped him on the butt twice.

The little butt suddenly tightened, and the good boy, with tears in his eyes, stretched out his hand towards Fang Zichen: "Father, help me, father, help me... Wuwuwuwu..."

This tigress started to go crazy, and she was really going to suffer. .

Seeing him being beaten twice, Fang Zichen regretted it again: "Brother Zhao, stop quickly. If you have something coming at me, let the child go. Please, I am just a son like this."

Brother Zhao: "..."

He was teaching his son a lesson, not killing him!

"Father, wuwuwu..."

Brother Zhao took a deep breath, and only then asked: "Why did you lock up your father?"

The good boy covered his butt with one hand and wiped his tears with the other. .

The wooden strips were thin, but the thinner they were, the more painful it would be when whipped. His pants were still stuck on his knees, and his buttocks was exposed, with two bright red marks on them.

"...I don't want my father to leave." He choked up as he spoke, and his nose also ran: "My father is lost and he won't be able to come back. It's hard for a good boy to have a father. A good boy doesn't want his father to leave."

Fang Zichen: "· ·····"

Too careless.

Yesterday, I was busy coaxing Brother Zhao, but his son hadn't coaxed him yet! I think this time it not only frightened Brother Zhao, but also frightened his son at a young age.

Brother Zhao didn't expect it to be because of this, and he immediately regretted it. He knelt down in front of the good boy and wiped his tears: "Father won't leave. It was all dad who said nonsense last time. Didn't you beat dad all the time?" "Is it true?"

There were tears on the good boy's long eyelashes, his little nose was twitching, and his voice was obvious: "Is it really dripping?"

"Really?" Brother Zhao helped him wipe it. Sniffling: "But you shouldn't lie to people."

"Good boy said to the west, it's wrong to lie to people. It's not a good boy to lie to people. Next time, good boy, he won't lie to others." Good boy squeezed into Brother Zhao's arms and hugged him. Holding his neck: "Daddy, please don't hit the good boy, okay? The good boy's butt hurts. The good boy went west to the wrong bird. Please, daddy, don't hit the good boy."

Brother Zhao kissed him: "Okay. "

Brother Zhao took the key and opened the door. When Fang Zichen came out of the room, the boy rushed over and said that his butt hurt and asked him to blow on it twice.

Fang Zichen witnessed the whole process, but felt sorry for him, and blamed himself for being arrogant. If he hadn't yelled, his son might not have suffered this.

Damn it, it all depends on that damn bitch.

On the other side, in the inn.

Lian Niang waited for a long time before Zhang Huaiwen arrived belatedly.

Lian Niang's face was covered with a gauze cover: "Master Zhang is really a busy man!"

"What do you want from me?" Zhang Huaiwen sat down across from her: "To make a long story short, don't waste my young master's time in weird ways."

Lian Niang's hand under the table clenched unconsciously: "Fang Zichen escaped and now he doesn't know whether to live or die. I just want to ask you, what should I do?"

"He should have come back." Zhang Huaiwen's eyes darkened.

If Fang Zichen hadn't found it yet, Brother Zhao wouldn't have the heart to sell hot sauce.

When he went out to the stall today, it seemed that Fang Zichen had come back and was safe.

This man is really lucky.

Even then he's not dead yet.

Lian Niang's eyes lit up and her tone was slightly excited: "He's back? Is he okay?"

"Why, are you so worried about him?" Zhang Huaiwen turned the teacup. The more Lian Niang became obsessed with Fang Zichen, the more unhappy he became with her, and It wasn't because he liked her, it was just out of pure jealousy that Fang Zichen was so popular. He sneered, "It's a pity that I have a lover. Even if I am drugged, I would rather escape over the wall than touch you. "

Lian Niang was humiliated again, and her teeth were about to be broken. She stared at Zhang Huaiwen for a moment, and couldn't bear it anymore. She sneered: "Then Brother Zhao would rather show up and eat chaffy vegetables than follow you. How can Mr. Zhang be better than me in enjoying glory and wealth? "

"You..."

"Mr. Zhang, why should we stay together?" Lian Niang said, "You want Brother Zhao, I want you. Fang Zichen, we are grasshoppers on the same rope. We should help each other instead of making each other angry!"

Zhang Huaiwen took a sip of tea and said coldly: "So, what did you want to do when you called me here today? And, if I remember correctly, our cooperation should be over, not a grasshopper on a rope."

Lian Niang pursed her lips and said, "I'm just worried."

"What are you worried about?" He glanced at her and asked.

"Since Fang Zichen is back, will he report to the official position?" Lian Niang said.

Fang Zichen slapped her that day, kicked her on the shoulder blades, and hit the back of her head on the ground. The redness and swelling on her face have not gone away to this day, and her shoulder blades and the back of her head are still hurting.

After she had an accident in the Yang Mansion, Yang Mutao called for the doctor. When she woke up, Yang Mutao asked her what happened and how she could be fainted and injured in the backyard.

Lian Niang didn't dare to say anything, so she made a random excuse and let the maid help her back.

In the past few days, she had been lying in bed almost tossing and turning, unable to settle down.

As the time for the release of the results approached, the panic and anxiety reached the extreme.

Before going to the Yang Mansion, she was hoping that Fang Zichen would win, but now...

if Fang Zichen wins, he will be a child, and he will have half a foot in the ranks of the powerful.

He is missing. If Brother Zhao reports it to the police, what they did is not secretive, and it is very likely that he will be found out.

The crime of murdering a scholar who had been recorded in the file was something that a girl's family could not bear.

Now that Fang Zichen was back safe and sound, she was both happy and worried.

"Report to the official? So what if I report it?" Zhang Huaiwen didn't care at all and said calmly: "If I crush a countryman to death, it would be as easy as crushing an ant to death."

He is not completely mindless in doing things. Before Zichen took action, he sent someone to investigate.

Fang Zichen was a foreigner who settled in Xiaohe Village alone. He didn't take it seriously at all.

"He is not just an ordinary man in the village." Lian Niang looked at him and said, "If nothing else happens, he will definitely be on the list for the exam."

Zhang Huaiwen leaned back, looking lazy, but his mood remained the same. No fluctuations.

"I know, Tong Sheng, but that's not enough for me to take him seriously. Even if he sues, my brother-in-law will protect me."

Lian Niang heard this and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Zhang Huaiwen narrowed her eyes. Squinting: "But you... that's not necessarily the case."

Lian Niang couldn't sit still for a moment, stood up, put her hands on the tea table: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Huaiwen smiled: "Jia "What do you think I mean?"

Lian Niang said bitterly, "Are you trying to burn down the bridge?"

"That's an ugly thing to say," Zhang Huaiwen smiled, leaned over, and pinched Lian Niang's chin with two fingers. , I'm not trying to burn bridges! To put it bluntly, it's just a matter of protecting one's self."

Lian Niang slapped his hand away: "Aren't you afraid that I will expose you in this matter? !"

Chapter 149

Zhang Huaiwen sat back again: "What do you want to say? That you drugged Fang Tongsheng because you were instigated by me? Or are you saying that I helped you lure people away in Yang Mansion and cooperated inside and outside? Do you think my brother-in-law can Do you believe me? Even if I do, so what? Can my sister just sit back and watch me go in?"

Lian Niang's hands began to tremble unconsciously, and a chill came down her spine. Chills.

yes!

Zhang Huaiwen's eldest sister is the county master's favorite concubine. Even if she turns out to be Zhang Huaiwen, so what?

There is such a direct young master in the Zhang family, and he will never let anything happen to him.

Why was she so confused in the first place? After being provoked by his words, she cooperated with him. Now, before it was revealed, the other party had abandoned her like a worn shoe.

"Think clearly!" Zhang Huaiwen stood up, looked down at her, and said with an unruly attitude: "If you honestly bear all the blame, for the sake of our acquaintance, I can still help you take care of it. Let you live a better life in there. If you offend me, your Jia family will probably suffer."

Lian Niang couldn't help but trembled. She didn't know when Zhang Huaiwen left. The maid opened the door. When he came in, he saw her sitting on the stool, shaking non-stop and dripping with cold sweat.

"Miss, are you okay?"

"I..." Lian Niang was scared now, she was completely scared.

When she first gave the medicine, she never thought it would fail. Men can't resist temptation the most. Fang Zichen can usually resist it, but what about Chinese medicine? Can he still refuse her?

She just thought that if she had a relationship with Fang Zichen, Fang Zichen would have to take responsibility for him. Even if the method was a bit disgraceful, it didn't matter, as long as he could get it.

How confident she is!

Now... we can only hope that Fang Zichen and others will not report to the official position.

...

Fang Zichen spent another afternoon hanging out with Guaizi, and then he took out his bicycle and said he wanted to take his children to the slopes, which would be exciting.

"Look at him." Brother Zhao was really worried about Fang Zichen: "Why don't you stay at home! You're not fully recovered yet."

The yard was wide and flat, so even if he fell, it would be nothing.

"It's okay, everything is fine. I will take good care of him. Don't you worry about me?"

Fang Zichen held the boy in one hand and carried the bicycle in the other.

It's late autumn now. Brother Zhao is still sweating on his head. He has been busy since he came back at noon. Fang Zichen walked back to the entrance of the courtyard and said: "You can rest for a while, don't be in a hurry. I will follow you when Chijiang comes back in the evening." Let's do it together."

Now the son is the key 'condolence' object, and everything else has to be put on the back burner.

"The peppers in the fields can still grow now, but the weather will be cold in another half month," Brother Zhao said, "Let's make more now and save them to sell in the winter."

"There's no need to rush now." Yes." Fang Zichen said.

Brother Zhao shook his head and said: "The family is almost out of money."

In fact, he still has more than eighty taels in the small earthen jar where he saves money. But he is so poor that he just spent a sum of money and he is eager to get it. If he makes money again, he will feel at ease if he has money.

When he was idle, he felt heartbroken and panicked when he thought that Fang Zichen had injured his body and had to take medicine for several years.

Not long after the blood sausage was made, some people started to learn how to make it, and some people started selling hot sauce, but it was probably because they were not very good at making it and there were not many customers.

But he didn't dare to be careless.

Taking advantage of the good sales now, he naturally wanted to sell more. After being busy for a while, when the peppers were gone, he was going to open a store in the town.

"We're almost out of money?" Fang Zichen didn't know much about the family's financial situation. He received the money every month and gave it all to Brother Zhao. He ate at Zuixiaolou at noon and ate at night, so he hardly needed it. When I want to buy something, I just ask Brother Zhao directly for the money.

Last time he went to Yuanzhou, he stayed at Li Yisheng's medical clinic, but he saved a lot of money. In addition, he defrauded Sun Shangcheng of more than thirty to forty taels of silver. Not only did he not spend a single copper on this trip, , On the contrary, I earned more than forty taels of silver and came back.

Is this gone?

What did you buy at home and spend so much money on?

Is this money so unspent?

He didn't doubt that Brother Zhao was spending money lavishly. He knew very well what kind of temper Zhao Brother was. He wanted to break a coin in half and spend it, so he couldn't be lavish.

Since Brother Zhao said no, it must be no.

He put the bicycle away, hugged Brother Zhao with one hand, and kissed him on the forehead: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if I have no money, I can still make money, you are my husband, I have the ability to support you, don't I'm tired, otherwise I feel bad."

Brother Zhao was moved, and when he was about to say something, he heard Fang Zichen say: "Don't worry, I promise you, from now on, as long as you have a mouth from me. When you eat, you have a dishwasher."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Brother Zhao pushed him away, snorted, and turned around to ignore him.

Fang Zichen especially liked his angry and angry look, so he teased him a few more words, then hugged the good boy and left with a smile.

Brother Zhao's face was so red that he was bleeding, angry and ashamed.

The bicycle is short and small, and the slope is steep. Children often play here like a slide, and the path is slippery.

The slope was really exciting. The boy flew down on his bicycle. The first few times he went too fast. He called out to Yaya and asked Fang Zichen to save him. In the end, he hugged Fang Zichen's calf and said it was too scary for him. Afraid! I don't want to play anymore.

How can this be done if the boy is so timid?

Fang Zichen scolded him, saying that a real man would not be afraid. He had been like this before, and now he was a real man who could stand upright and knock down the boss with one punch.

The good boy couldn't tell the difference between north, south, east and west, and he heard him say he would protect himself. He pushed the bicycle and went there with high spirits. He slipped away a few times and fell in love with this flying feeling. .

"Father, catch the good boy. The good boy is coming!"

"Okay, father has locked the target."

The two father and son were laughing and joking. The loudest voice was heard by half of the village. After a while, Liu Dali led a group of children over. .

Seeing the boy walking so fast on his bicycle, he was full of curiosity and his eyes widened.

The children were eager, but the good boy was sensible and rode up to them.

"Dear boy, what is this you are sitting on?" Yoyo asked.

"My father bought me a small bicycle!" The good boy got out of the car: "Liu Liu, do you want to sit on it?"

"Can you?"

"Kuo Yi Di!"

As soon as Liu Liu got on, the bicycle fell to one side. I couldn't sit still even after several attempts.

"Dear boy, I can't sit still."

"Let me try." Liu Dali said.

As a result, he couldn't sit still even after trying several times.

"Good boy, why don't you fall down when you sit on it?"

"Because I've learned how to be a bird." Good boy ran to Fang Zichen and said, "I need my father's support so that I can sit firmly."

The children immediately looked towards Fang Zichen. They might have been afraid of Fang Zichen before, but after hanging out with Fang Zichen a few times, the children now regard him as a hero.

He can calculate accounts, read books, make a lot of money, and catch sparrows. He is also good-looking and tall. Uncle Fang is the most powerful.

"Uncle Fang, can you help me?" Liu Dali said, "Uncle Fang is the most powerful."

"Uncle Fang is the most powerful and the most handsome!"

"Uncle Fang is the best . "Dear! I love Uncle Fang the most."

The little guys gathered around Fang Zichen, and Fang Zichen found it useful.

He pinched it, raised his hand, and pointed like a mountain: "Line up, from tall to short, line up, come one by one, I will help you slide around a few times."

The little guys jumped up and cheered loudly: " Okay~"

Guaizi also followed to line up.

He was the shortest and came last.

Liu Dali was the first one. Fang Zichen taught him how to do it and step on it, and then started to support him.

As soon as the pedal was depressed, the bicycle started to move. With Fang Zichen's support, the bicycle drove forward steadily.

The bicycle was comfortable and novel. Liu Dali liked it so much that he drove it for a few laps. Before he could get enough of it, it was the next one. Although he was not satisfied and wanted to ride on it, he did not lie. After standing aside, he looked at Xiang Guaizi's eyes were full of envy.

When it was the two boys' turn, Fang Zichen was always more patient and let them drive a few more laps.

In his eyes, if a brother can give birth to cubs, he is almost like a little girl.

She is so delicate and delicate, so you need to take more care of her.

This era is mostly unfair to girls and boys. You have to talk about marriage when you are fifteen or sixteen years old. After you get married, you will mostly revolve around your husband and children. You will be tired and have no freedom. If you marry the right person, the rest of your life will be There is still someone to rely on. If you marry someone who is not a human being, then you will have to live with it.

These two little brothers don't know what fate they will have in the future. He can only let them keep more memories when they are young.

Moreover, the two younger brothers are also handsome, and I don't know whose pigs they will take advantage of in the future.

But...he looked at Guaizi. Guaizi had a red face and big dark eyes. Seeing him looking over, he smiled at him, showing his small white teeth like rice grains, and his eyebrows were crooked. Curved.

They all say that their children are the best and they feel good even when they poop.

But to be fair, Fang Zichen thinks that Guaizi is really cute and handsome when he is young. He is just like this before he grows up. When he grows up, he will be a bit more charming than him.

Little brothers are always more pitiful than boys.

He is soft-spoken, virtuous and caring, like a little brother.

If his son is a little brother...

forget it!

Fang Zichen didn't dare to think about it. One day, the son he had worked so hard to raise got married and couldn't see him every day. What would he do? Married far away, his son was soft and soft, and when he was bullied, he couldn't kill him in time, which would kill him.

If a man is not willing to do anything for himself, he would rather have his own pigs go to other people's cabbages than have his own cabbages go to other people's pigs.

There were seven or eight little guys, and Fang Zichen was very tired after helping them slide around for a few times.

The good boy pulled his clothes: "Father, sit down."

Fang Zichen knelt down in front of him. The good boy wiped his sweat and kissed him again: "Father, good boy, I kiss you and give you energy!"

Fang Zichen said . Huai was comforted: "You are really my good boy. Do you want father to help you slide?"

"No need for a bird. The good boy will step on it by himself, so that the father won't be tired." The good boy said.

Chapter 150

The good boy was riding a bicycle, and the other children were chasing after him, pretending to be monsters with their teeth and claws, and howling and hooting.

It was He Xiaodong's turn, and the good boy pretended to be a monster with other children. He couldn't stop for a moment. It was so exciting that everyone was sweating profusely.

The children took turns playing, first with Fang Zichen and Guai Zai, and the laughter spread through half of the village. Now several children joined in, and the noise really spread throughout the whole village.

Ma Xiaoshun and Zhou Dazuo's children stood in the distance, watching Guaizi and the others riding bicycles, feeling really envious.

They had never seen a toy like that.

Before Ma Wen lost his job, he was earning a few hundred cash a month. This money was not enough in the town, but in a poor village, it was the highest amount. In addition, there were many fields, so the Ma family was considered to be the top wealthy family in the village.

From time to time, Ma Laoer would take Ma Xiaoshun to play in the town. Even so, he had never seen a toy like a bicycle.

Most of the children's toys in the town are rattles, small bamboo animals, and spinning tops.

In the past, they might have gone up to grab it, but after being taught a lesson by Fang Zichen, they were so scared that they could only watch helplessly.

"What is that thing they are sitting on?" I don't know when several women stood beside me.

"I don't know, I've never seen it."

"I heard that Mr. Fang brought it back from Fucheng." The one with better information said.

"No wonder, I just said that I haven't seen it in town. It looks funny, those kids are smiling like that."

"I'm afraid things in Fucheng are not cheap. Mr. Fang really loves his stepson. "

No, last time I saw a sweet boy in his pocket, he should have bought it at a boutique restaurant. I've been there before. The stuff is very expensive. Such a big candy." She gestured with her hand: "Peanuts" The grains are so big, they cost only six cents.

"Six cents?" The women gasped, and the man in the lead said, "That's not true. I was shocked at the time and didn't dare to do it again." Look, I came out in a hurry. "

The price of a bowl of wontons in town is the same.

For six cents, the wontons were full, and there was still meat in them, but a piece of candy was gone after two licks, and it was not full. No one was willing to spend that wasted money.

They are not willing to buy their biological children even once a year. Fang Zichen not only bought a stepson, but also seemed to be afraid that he would run out of food. He bought a big bag and the good boy could eat one every day.

"I heard that he taught Guaizi how to calligraphy." Someone suddenly said: "Is this true or false?"

"Really." He Xiaodong's mother was also there: "My little brother has already recognized Guaizi. I have learned a lot of words, and in less than ten days, I have learned about forty or fifty, and arithmetic."

"What? Did you teach your little Dong arithmetic?"

Fang Zichen can work in Zuixiaolou, three taels a month. Silver, why?

Not because he can do arithmetic.

"My family Dali is the same." Liu Dali's mother said: "This child used to be very naughty, like a monkey, always jumping up and down, never willing to sit quietly for a while, but now he has learned calligraphy from the good boy, and he is serious. In the morning I always have to study for half an hour before I want to go out to play."

Everyone was talking about it, and Qian felt uncomfortable.

"There is a saying that says, "The one who is near ink is black, and the one who is near vermilion is red. Oops, I don't understand it either, but this kid! If you choose the right playmate, you will benefit a lot. If you choose the wrong one, in addition to knowing Anyone who can climb trees by playing in the mud will not learn anything." Someone glanced at Qian, whose son was snatched by Zhou Dazuo, and said, "Sister Qian, it's not that I'm talking about you, look at you. The eldest son of the family, he has been following Ma Xiaoshun for so many years. In addition to robbing the children, what else can he do? If you didn't offend Mr. Fang and your uncle, your son might also be able to follow the good boy. Let's play together!"

Everyone agreed: "That's right!"

"Fortunately, I have never offended Brother Zhao before, and my boy has never bullied me. Otherwise, there would be no good thing now. Even though I know a few words, I won't be able to become a high official or make a lot of money, but at least I will be able to read the contract and not be deceived when I go out to look for work."

Qian pursed her lips and said nothing, but regretted that her intestines were green.

In the past, she asked Zhou Dazuo to play with Ma Xiaoshun, not to curry favor with Ma

Ke until the Ma family's decline, but she didn't get any benefits from currying favor with him.

But the benefits of having a good relationship with Fang Zichen are obvious.

Brother Zhao and Brother Zhou are good friends. They shouldn't have treated Brother Zhou like that before.

Now the people in the village are talking about the Zhou family behind their backs, saying that the Zhou family didn't care when the married brother was poor, but when he made a few money, the Zhou family started to stop being a good person.

I have lived for most of my life and have never seen anyone act like this. It is so shameless.

Good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. When Qian returned to her parents' home, her parents scolded her severely. They said it was embarrassing to follow her and they also called her stupid.

Her mother chatted with her for half the night. After returning from her parents' home, she regretted it even more.

You're all right, why are you trying to steal your brother-in-law's access? If she had a good relationship with Brother Zhou and Brother Zhou became prosperous, could he still miss her?

Fang Zichen introduced Brother Wu from Du Xiaodu's family to work in Zuixiaolou. The two families were not related, so he helped because he felt sorry for him, which showed that he was kind-hearted.

If she had a good relationship with Brother Zhou and Brother Zhou helped her, would Fang Zichen still be able to help them?

Although there are good ways to deliver food, this is not the only way.

She is a master of housekeeping and can do everything from serving food to cleaning the table. She can also help in the kitchen with washing vegetables and dishes. She is a decent job. Isn't this better than delivering food?

There are often leftovers in Zuixiaolou. Fang Zichen usually doesn't want the food that the guests eat a lot. He occasionally packs up the food that hasn't been touched much.

But Angkor and the other waiters didn't mind too much. Although the dishes had been touched, they were all clean. This was nothing. Farmers often did this. Sometimes when guests came, they would cook and entertain them. Even if there was leftover food, they would not throw it away. You can eat it hot at night.

Angkor's food is often packed and brought back. During dinner at home, the fragrance is often everywhere, and everyone is always envious.

If she can go too, what will happen to Angkor's turn?

Even if Fang Zichen doesn't introduce them to a job, and they don't get into trouble with Brother Zhou, then Brother Zhou can bring some meat and wine when he comes back for the New Year and the holidays.

No

matter what, it is much better than now.

He offended Fang Zichen and lost face. He really didn't get anything out of it.

Qian regretted it endlessly.

Later, she also thought about asking Brother Zhou to intercede and apologize, but Brother Zhou would avoid her every time he saw her, so she failed to find an opportunity.

...

Yuanzhou.

Today is the day when the government examination results are released.

Although the government examination is held in Yuanzhou, on the day when the results are released, the yamen's etiquette department will write multiple copies of the results on red paper.

One part was kept for personal use, and the other was sent to various counties and towns by officials at high speed, and was handed over to the local magistrate.

Li Yisheng got up early in the morning.

When I walked out of the door, I happened to see Aunt Li and Li Yixing.

These two people should also go to see the list.

Aunt Li didn't look very natural when she saw him. The quarrel that day was so intense that Li Yi was so angry that she didn't care about anything else and just told her to get out. Aunt Li couldn't stand the anger and wanted to pack her bags and go stay in an inn when she got back to her room.

But right now, the inns outside are either full or have high prices.

Normally, a first-class guest room only cost four to five hundred renminbi, but this time it cost more than 800 renminbi.

Hundreds of students gathered in various counties and towns in Yuanzhou, and the guest rooms were quite tight. Tongpu, which was usually idle, was also full of people in the past few days.

Of course, those who live in Tongpu are not the reference students, but the servants or bookboys who accompany them to take the exam.

After the exam, everyone didn't leave immediately to go back. Most of them were waiting on the spot in Yuanzhou.

I took the exam for several days in a row and was exhausted.

Second, it is a rare trip. Before the exam, everyone is taking the time to review and has no time to play. After the exam, I naturally want to appreciate the customs of Yuanzhou and relax.

The third thing is to know the results as soon as possible.

The red list is sent to all counties and towns. For those who are close, the list can be released in the early morning. For those who are far away, the list can be released at noon or even the next day.

Most of the candidates couldn't bear it.

Second Aunt Li thought about it, she had to wait three or four days for accommodation and food, and the two of them had to go more than a dozen taels.

In the hospital, there are servants waiting on you.

Li Yixing said that this government examination was probably hopeless, but she never gave up even if she didn't see it. Li Yixing urged her to go back, but she didn't respond.

Li Yisheng was usually busy, so he stayed in the backyard and didn't see her much. After thinking about it, he licked his face and returned to the hospital.

We really haven't seen him much in the past few days, so when we bumped into him like this, her face looked a little unnatural.

Li Yisheng paused for a moment and called her first: "Second Aunt."

Seeing him taking the initiative to say hello, Second Aunt Li raised her profile and said, "Well, you got up so early, but where are you going?"

Li Yisheng replied: "Look at the list. "

Li Yixing looked towards him, and Li Yisheng added: "It's for my brother."

Li Yixing frowned, his expression darkening.

Aunt Li asked knowingly: "It was the boy who lived in the backyard last time."

"Exactly!"

"Then I'm afraid you'll have to wake up early in the morning for nothing." Aunt Li didn't think much of Fang Zichen. It is difficult for a poor family to produce an official.

Students from various colleges who come to take exams are all led by their masters. Even if they come alone, they are still wearing college uniforms. Fang Zichen is alone, and there are no servants around him to serve him. The clothes he wears are not considered rich. That day, instead of studying in the house, I ran out to spend the whole afternoon. I didn't have the slightest bit of scholarly elegance about me, I looked carefree, and I looked more like a little bastard who didn't know what he was doing and came here to try his luck.

Most of the scholars are elegant and quiet. Fang Zichen is tight-lipped and speaks in a loud tone, which always makes people feel that he is bragging. Li Yisheng has no hope for him, but he can't lose even if he loses. Who supports it?

"It's still unknown who made the trip in vain. My brother can't do anything else, but..." Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at Li Yixing.

When he glanced at him lightly, his eyes were full of energy, and Li Yixing was like a ray of light on his back.