The official road of the farmer

Just after dawn, Lu Geer opened his eyes.

The kang bed was still warm, and the brothers were still sleeping soundly in the warm blanket.

The eldest brother who usually wakes up at this hour is uncharacteristically, showing no sign of waking up.

Brother Lu lay down for a while, then carefully got out of the bed, gently climbed to the side of the bed, and sat beside Ye Junshu.

He bent down, stretched out his small hand, and quietly tore off the quilt, and pulled away Ye Junshu's slightly loose undershirt.

Under the faint light, he saw the horrific bruises on Ye Junshu's body, which definitely could not be caused by a simple wrestling.

He bit his lower lip, his eyes quickly filled with tears, which were about to fall.

At this moment, Ye Junshu suddenly opened his eyes, but he was still in a daze at the moment. Seeing Brother Lu sitting up with his back to the light, he said in a hoarse voice, "Are you awake? Is it dawn?"

Glancing at the skylight, it was indeed a bit bright, and seeing that Lu Geer's clothes were thin, he hugged him and stuffed him into the bed, patted his back lightly, "Good boy, sleep a little longer."

Brother Lu lay on his stomach and nestled in Ye Junshu's arms, clutching his clothes with his little hands.

Ye Junshu finally woke up, he covered it for a while, and seeing that Lu Geer was not moving, he thought he had fallen asleep again, so he let him go gently, turned over by himself, got up and dressed lightly, and was ready to cook breakfast.

The injury on his body was still aching, but it didn't affect his daily life too much. Ye Junshu simply ignored it and let him get better slowly. Anyway, he was still young and had a strong recovery ability.

Ye Junshu was busy in the kitchen skillfully and quickly.

After a while, the sky brightened a lot.

He was almost done, so he went to the door and opened it.

Brother Mouse and Uncle Rong should come to him today.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a person standing at the door. He was really startled and almost screamed. He took a closer look, "Er Bomu?"

"Boy Zhou..." Du Nan saw that Ye Junshu was a little embarrassed, he tugged at his clothes at a loss, and didn't speak for a while.

Ye Junshu wondered why Er Bomu, who hadn't seen much in the past two years, suddenly came over, but he didn't show his face, and greeted him with a smile: "Er Bomu, good morning! I'm sorry, I didn't notice you knocking on the door in the kitchen just now. Have you been here for a long time? Come in and warm up quickly."

"No, no need!" He shook his head quickly, "I thought it was still early, so I didn't knock on the door. It's normal that you didn't hear." Grief, it may be that the eldest son returned home, which ignited hope in him, and his gloomy eyes finally had some light.

Erbomu is not yet forty, and he looks much older, his hair is a little frosty.

He lifted the lid of the carrying basket, took out a well-wrapped paper bag, and handed it to Ye Junshu, "This is the fudge cake I bought in the county yesterday, and Bom cut some for you and your children to eat." See if you like it."

Ye Junshu looked down and recognized that this was the special packaging of dim sum shops, and the soft and fluffy sugar cake was so big that it almost weighed a pound. This sugar cake is not cheap, "This...Er Bomu, you are too polite , how can I want it? There are not many opportunities for younger brothers to eat, so you can leave it to younger brothers to eat!"

"At home there is...Boy Zhou, I heard from my incompetent boy about the past. Your second uncle and I misunderstood your father. Our family has been resenting your father for so long. It's really..."

Only then did Ye Junshu know that Er Bomu had appeared at his house to apologize, and based on his relationship with Mouse Brother alone, he would forgive Er Bo's family and not cause any grudges.

Besides, my father and mother never complained about the second uncle's family. After all, the life and death of a son is unknown, and no one can remain indifferent, let alone the eldest son?

Er Bomqi gave birth to Ye Junhao several years after entering the second uncle's house. He loved this son who was brought up with great difficulty. When Ye Junhao left home, their family could be said to be crying. If you want to, you will really make trouble at Ye Jun's calligrapher on the spot.

But even if there was no trouble, the relationship would be frozen. As soon as Er Bomu saw the people from Ye Junshu's family, he would think of his eldest son who had disappeared. How could he be comfortable?

Now that the eldest son has come back intact, he has also explained clearly the situation back then. As the second Bomu family who blamed Ye Jun's calligrapher for two years indiscriminately, he feels guilty and uneasy.

In particular, the object of the most guilt is gone. Du Nan can only do his best to compensate Ye Junshu and his brothers. Unfortunately, his family is so poor that he can't get rid of it. He is powerless to make up.Finally, the eldest son earned some money and came back, so he bought some candies.

In order to make Er Bomu feel less guilty, Ye Junshu had no choice but to accept this kindness. He took it, and then said to Er Bomu, "Wait a while, I'll come over later."

After finishing speaking, Ye Junshu hurriedly went to the house, took out a few pieces of pastries bought by Toming Amu, wrapped them up, and ran out.

Er Bomu was still waiting there, Ye Junshu quickly walked over and stuffed the things in his hand, "Er Bomu, you can take these snacks back home for your younger brothers to try."

"This... how can Boom want your things, take them back quickly!" Er Bomu refused.

"Just a little bit, not much. This is what I, the older brother, gave to my younger brothers. If you don't take it, I'm too embarrassed to take it from you." Ye Junshu resolutely said.

"...Okay, then Bomu will go back first, if you need help with anything, just come to me." Er Bomu couldn't say Ye Junshu, so he had to accept it.

"Okay, Erbomu, go slowly." Ye Jun Shumu sent him away before closing the door.

All the money from the wild boar sold in the village went into Uncle Li's pocket, and Ye Junhao and Ye Junshu only shared the money from the big wild boar sold in the county.

A huge and strong male wild boar weighs roughly five hundred catties. Even if it is sold for eight yuan a catty, it will cost more than four taels of silver. Uncle Li and the restaurant are acquaintances, and a whole wild boar was sold for five taels. silver!

There are more than two and a half points between them!You must know that a large family of farmers may not save money for a year, but they may not be able to save two taels!

Suddenly, I feel that the money is coming so fast!Ye Junshu was almost knocked unconscious.

It's a pity that it's still not worthwhile to fight with your life...

This kind of good thing can only be thought of in the future.

The two of them divided the money into three parts and planned to give it to Uncle Li, and they divided the rest equally.

They shared the money without any complaints. After all, if it wasn't for Uncle Li, it's not certain whether they would be able to come back with all their money!

Ye Junshu was clutching the money jar, rarely beaming with joy, so frankly excited!He doesn't panic about anything when he has money!It's nothing to raise a few milk dolls, he can raise a few more!

Well, he was exaggerating a bit, but it really feels good to be rich!

In the afternoon, Uncle Rong came over and brought a return gift from his husband's family, a full box and an oversized package.

Ye Junshu was not in a hurry to read it, but asked Uncle Rong about the situation, then returned the dusty money bag to Uncle Rong, and said solemnly: "Uncle Rong, this is the two hundred coins you paid back, and the money you bought yesterday. Meat money."

He didn't bring any money when he went out yesterday, and Uncle Rong paid for the meat first, and this dusty bag was also the one that Uncle Rong lent him money to dress up.

Now that he has surplus money in his hand, he is well-off, and he doesn't need to borrow money from Uncle Rong anymore.

Uncle Rong didn't take it immediately, but said: "You don't have to rush to pay back the money."

Ye Junshu said: "You know, I divided the money from the wild boar I sold yesterday, which is enough for me to spend for a while. Besides, it's almost New Years, and your family is also in urgent need of money."

He rolled his eyes, "If I'm really short of money, I won't be polite to you, Uncle Rong."

Only then did Uncle Rong take the money bag, "Talk to me when you need it."

"must."

After Uncle Rong left, Ye Junshu took the box and the bundle back to the study.

He opened the bundle first, revealing the exquisite and cute little clothes and shoes on it, and at a glance, he knew that it was the master's handicraft, and it was for the twins.

Ye Junshu feels the material is very comfortable, it looks a little thin, but it is warm, which is suitable for the twins to wear at this time.

In addition to the twins, there are also clothes for their other brothers. The color is lighter, and even he has them, so I can't help but feel very heartwarming.

Even if he doesn't go to school, the husband's family still cares about him very much.

Putting the clothes away, Ye Junshu's eyes fell on the box on the table, it was slightly heavy, and he didn't know what it was.

He opened it and saw that there was a box full of books neatly stacked.

A heavy purse next to it.

There was a letter conspicuously placed at the top.

He opened the letter, and what he saw was "Zizhou Rumen..."

This letter was written by the husband's second son, Qin Yaoliang. Qin Yaoliang is more than two years old than Ye Junshu, but they have always gotten along well and are very familiar with each other.

In the letter, Qin Yaoliang first cared about his current situation, and then vomited bitterness at length, writing several pages emphatically explaining how miserable he has been living since Ye Junshu left the school.

Ye Junshu smiled unconsciously.

Qin Yaoliang didn't like to read since he was a child, but he preferred heretics. Unfortunately, he had a serious and old-fashioned father who was stared at him every day and insisted on taking the imperial examination.

It's a pity that he doesn't have this ambition. He only loves to read miscellaneous books such as storybooks and travel notes.

When Ye Junshu was around, part of my husband’s attention was on him, not so closely on Qin Yaoliang, but since he left, Qin Yaoliang was forced to copy and read papers almost every day, in order to show the authenticity of what he said , He also brought evidence, the Four Books and Five Classics he copied by hand and the papers he wrote during this time!

So in order to save his good brother from the ruthless and unreasonable husband, I ask him to study hard and come to school next year, so that the teacher will stop staring at him! !

Ye Junshu smiled, his eyes were sour.

As a senior brother, I really don't know what to say about him.

How could he still have the time and energy to go to school...

However, it is still possible to write a letter.

Ye Junshu dug out the paper pen and inkstone that hadn’t been used for a long time, ground the ink, spread out the rice paper, picked up the brush to ink, and began to reply to the letter...

The author has something to say:

The following small theater is presented——

When Second Master Ming, who was devoid of conscience and intolerable, was killed by Xiaogong Ji Neng——

Ming Xiang: Check!Give the truth a thorough investigation!My son must not die in vain!

Concubine Ming: How could Li San appear there by such a coincidence?The nephew's death is absolutely inseparable from the queen's lineage!Definitely Li San's handwriting!

Ye·Inconspicuous person·Jun Shu: ...

Li Powerful Pet Gong Yu: (stop domineeringly) I will take the blame!

It's fine if Xiao Shou doesn't show up, but if he shows up, he'll take the blame for Xiao Gong or something 23333