Fu second generation upgrade system

Tang Shi's family was not too close to Tang Yi's family. Wen Yan had to pass through half of the village on this trip, and many people saw his red eyes, so various rumors were quietly circulated in every household in the village.

Tang Shi's heart tightened when he saw Wen Yan, and he hurriedly asked, "Why is Brother Wen crying? Did Tang Yi bully you again?"

Wen Yan shook his head quickly, and said with a smile, "No, he bought me dried apricots."

Tang Shi and Zhou Rong looked at each other, smiled in unison, relieved, Zhou Rong said softly: "Uncle knows how to hurt others, brother Wen's good days are coming."

Wen Yan lowered his head and smiled without speaking, Tang Shi's heart brightened. He has always felt guilty towards Wen Yan. Although he said that marriage is the fate of his parents and children can't make decisions, but he took such a good child to serve his bastard brother. Tang Shi was also feeling uncomfortable. Wen Yan had been bullied this year, and the couple took care of them a lot.

"What's the matter with you here?" Tang Shi asked with a smile seeing that Wen Yan was silent.

"Oh, by the way," Wen Yan woke up like a dream, realized that he had forgotten the business, and said embarrassingly: "A Yi asked me to ask my eldest brother and sister-in-law to eat dumplings at home."

Tang Shi and Zhou Rong were pleasantly surprised. This was the first time they went to Tang Yi's house for dinner in many years. It was dumplings, and they were very happy. Tang Shi asked Zhou Rong to bring some green onions. There were no other dishes at this time, so he brought two more. Eggs, there are not many eggs in his family, they are all kept for sale, so it is not bad to get two.

The three of them walked to Tang Yi's house with their baskets in hand. When a villager saw it, he asked why you were there.Tang Shi straightened his waist and said proudly, "My brother told us to eat dumplings."

The villagers were surprised, envious, and jealous, and asked sourly, "It's not a festival, what kind of dumplings are you eating?"

Tang Shi replied loudly: "That's right. This kid can't live a life. When he gets better, he starts to chatter. I have to talk to him."

That's what he said, but everyone can hear the pride and pride in Tang Shishi, it doesn't look like he can teach him a lesson!

The family lit a fire at Tang Yi's house, Zhou Rong and Wen Yan were making dumplings, while Tang Yi and Tang Shi were talking in the room.

Seeing that Tang Yi bought cloth and cotton, Tang Shi was delighted: "It seems that you have earned a lot of money for others, which is very good. Although the weather will gradually get warmer, it is estimated that it will rain soon. , it will be colder then, it is time to use the quilt."

Tang Yi said: "It's a pity that I can only afford this quilt, and I have to wait for a while for the quilt."

Tang Shi glanced at him and said, "It would be nice to have a cotton quilt. Many houses in the village are still covered with reed quilts. Even those with cotton quilts have been covered for many years."

Tang Yi laughed: "That's right, take your time, does the eldest brother need to make a new quilt?"

Tang Shi was very relieved, his younger brother thought of himself just after he got better, he was satisfied as an older brother, he shook his head and said, "I have a bed at home, you can just keep the money you earn for yourself."

Tang Yi didn't insist, but chatted about other things. He knew the climate here by insinuating. It usually rains for several days at the end of February. After the rain, it's time to start spring planting.

While talking, the kitchen shouted that the dumplings were ready, and the two big men got off the kang to help set the table and so on.

Tang Shi filled a bowl of snow-white dumplings and said, "Give it to the Song family, they are neighbors after all."

Tang Yi hesitated for a moment and said, "Isn't it unlucky for us to give dumplings just after the family lost their daughter?"

Tang Shi knocked him on the head: "Is there anything unlucky, and there are times when you dislike dumplings."

Tang Yi thought about it too. At this time, there was a shortage of food, and no one would think that he was mocking or something, but would think it was caring and comforting.

The Song family was basically women and younger brothers. Tang Yi and Tang Shi couldn't go, so Zhou Rong sent them with Wen Yan.

The Song family cried while eating the delicious meaty dumplings. If they had known Tang Yi would have today, they would have married their daughter to him. Even if he beat him for a year or two, it would be worth it. How could it be where it is today!

But Tang Yi didn't know these things. Zhou Rong and Wen Yan came back after delivering the dumplings. The whole family gathered around happily to eat the dumplings. Fresh, without oil and sauce, thin skin and big stuffing, the meat is full of flavor after one bite, the four of them tacitly agreed and no one said a word until the big pot of dumplings was eaten, and the four of them were very hungry. Tang Yi was dumbfounded when he ate two hundred dumplings this time.

Before Tang Yi watched the eating broadcast of the big stomach king, he always felt that it was unnecessary to force himself out of stomach problems, so he didn't like to watch it very much. Only when he came here did he realize that poor people can't eat a few mouthfuls of meat all year round. See When it comes to meat dumplings, you can really eat a lot of them. I didn’t see Tang Shi touch his belly and say that someone in the village once ate a hundred dumplings!

After lunch, Tang Shi and Zhou Rong sat at Tang Yi's house for a while, helping to tidy up the house before leaving. During the period, Wen Yan took out the sweet dried apricots to share with them. Tang Shi felt that big men don't need to eat such I only ate one of the snacks, but Zhou Rong ate three. In the end, I was too embarrassed to eat it, so I went home full of satisfaction.

In the afternoon, Tang Yi took out the fabric and cotton, and planned to find someone to help make the quilt, but Wen Yan said that he would do it, so he didn't need to spend the money, so Tang Yi handed over the work to him, and by the way, he gave the clothes maker The cloth was also given to him, so that he had time to make a suit for both of them.

Wen Yan touched the soft cotton cloth tightly, Tang Yi smiled, and went to the side room to get the pen and paper that had been sealed for several days.

On the broken kang, there was a small table, and Wen Yan was sitting beside the table sewing a quilt. Tang Yi spread out the paper on the table, got some water to dissolve the dried ink in the broken crock, and began to paint.

The shopkeeper of Boguang is a kind person. Although Tang Yi was given waste paper and pens, he also chose better ones, and the ink was worn a lot.

Tang Yi dipped in the ink and began to conceive the image of Miss Guizhi.

Wen Yan said in surprise, "You know how to draw?"

Tang Yi laughed: "Yes, but not traditional ink painting."

Wen Yan didn't understand, so he glanced curiously while sewing the quilt.

Tang Yi really doesn’t know how to paint in ink. When they were young, their grandfather forced them to learn traditional culture, which included ink painting. But Tang Yi was dishonest and never studied hard. Finally, when he grew up, he learned to paint in order to please a little lover. The handsome men and beautiful women hand-painted in the ancient style, I still remember that when my grandfather came over to take a look, his cheeks twitched.

Tang Yi didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He really liked the characters represented by ancient hand-painted paintings, which were handsome, delicate and lifelike. At this time, this kind of painting was exactly what he needed.

He has seen the current paintings, all of which are in traditional style. If you want to open up a different market and make people's eyes shine, you need a different style and an amazing painting style.

He made a draft with a piece of paper, looked for the texture, and drew two pictures in one go.

The ink-colored lines danced smoothly under his hand, and Wen Yan was fascinated by seeing it beside him. The person in the painting has a small face, a hair bun with clear hair, eyes full of affection, lips full of water, smart and affectionate, just looking at it, it will be infinitely provocative reverie.

It has been more than an hour since Tang Yi finished drawing the two pictures meticulously. He put down his pen, twisted his neck, and expressed his satisfaction with the two pictures, but the color was missing, which was a bit of a fly in the ointment.

Wen Yan was stupefied for a long time, holding the table with his small hands and repeatedly marveling: "This girl is too pretty, who is she?"

Tang Yi laughed: "It's the girl in the book."

Wen Yan raised his head, blinking his big eyes: "What does the girl in your picture book do?"

"Take it and sell it." Tang Yi got up, dried the two paintings and put them away: "Brother said that it will rain in a few days, and it's not easy to go to the town by then, I have to go a few more times in the next few days, See if you can get a good price for the painting."

"It's definitely possible!" Wen Yan said firmly, "I've never seen such a beautiful person. Once this painting is posted, many people will definitely want to buy it."

"Oh?" Tang Yi raised his eyebrows: "Do you like it?"

Wen Yan Xiaoji pecked at the rice and nodded.

Tang Yi moved the table away and left a sentence: "I will draw a portrait of you some other day."

Wen Yan was taken aback for a moment, then blushed again.The portrait or something is too ambiguous!

It was getting late now, and it was inappropriate to go to the town again, so Tang Yi went up the mountain with an axe.He planned to cut some bamboo to make a fence. The fence at home was dilapidated. Tang Yi wanted to repair it a long time ago, but he never had time to pour it out.

I asked Tang Shi, and Tang Shi said that it would be better to repair it after the rain. At that time, the soil would be softer and it would not take too much effort, but the bamboo could be prepared earlier.

How could Young Master Tang know how to do this kind of work, so he could only grope step by step. He selected bamboos of suitable thickness on the mountain, chopped them down painstakingly, split them on the spot, and trimmed bamboo pieces of similar length and length, and tied them with straw ropes.Thinking about the need to prepare some dry firewood at home before it rained, he went to a place with a lot of grass and trees. At this time, some villagers were also chopping firewood. Tang Yi watched how they did it, and after learning for a while, he figured out the way to cut firewood. The speed is much faster. By the evening, I already had a large bundle, and when I was about to go home, I realized that I couldn’t carry two large bundles of firewood and bamboo.

While worrying, he heard someone calling him, and when he looked back, he was still an acquaintance, it was Tang Dahu who traded bean noodles for other fish last time.Behind Tang Dahu was a strong man who looked very similar to Tang Dahu, and after a few words he realized that it was his brother, Tang Dazhuang.

Seeing that Tang Yi was in trouble for two bundles of firewood, Tang Dahu smiled and said, "What's the problem? It looks like you don't work very often. Come on, I'll carry the bamboo for you."

Tang Yi was a little hot-skinned, but after thinking about it anyway, he was talking about the original body and not himself, so he accepted it with a cheeky face.It's just that seeing Tang Dazhuang and Tang Dahu carry two large bundles of firewood alone and still help him carry the bamboo, I was still very shocked.

After these days of conditioning, this body has become much stronger. Although it does not have the effect of the previous eight-pack abdominal muscles, wide shoulders and narrow waist, the muscles are firm and the lines are smooth, and the face is exactly the same as before. , Tang Yi thought that he was handsome and fit for a time, but when he saw these two brothers, he realized that he was still weaker.

But I plan to follow the path of a scholar, this figure is already very tall and straight, Tang Yi comforted himself.

When they arrived at Tang Yi's house, Wen Yan had already cooked the meal. He didn't finish the dumpling soup at noon, so Wen Yan was reluctant to throw it away. In the evening, he cooked a pot of mixed noodles with meat fat residue in the soup, and the smell wafted out. Far away, Tang Yi wanted to stay with brothers Tang Dazhuang and Tang Dahu for dinner, but the two brothers refused with a smile, saying that it was not a big deal, and it was by the way.

Tang Yi saw that the two of them rolled their throats several times when they smelled the meat, but they still insisted on not leaving Cengfan. He believed that the two of them were of good character and could make friends.

Wen Yan's hands and feet were very nimble, and he finished the quilt in one afternoon, and made two pillows with scraps of fabric and leftover cotton.

After eating, Tang Yi spread another large piece of cloth on the kang to cover the hay. This is a bed sheet.

The kang was tidied up, and Tang Yi and Wen Yan were in a very good mood. They washed and brushed the kang, and stretched comfortably on the soft pillows.

Wen Yan covered Tang Yi with the freshly made soft and thick cotton quilt, nestled to the other side by himself, and hugged the torn quilt that had just been taken off.

"What are you doing?" Tang Yi raised his arms and supported his head: "There is a new quilt, what do you want to do with that broken thing, come here."

Wen Yan's heart tightened, his scalp went numb, his neck stiffened and he turned around: "You..."