Vicious cannon fodder loves farming

After returning to Yao's house, Yao Gui put all his energy into working. Father Yao was taken aback for a while. He asked a few questions. Yao Gui just said that he wanted to be a responsible man so that he could marry a wife in two years.

"What stimulates this?"

Father Yao had a dry cigarette in his mouth, so he rarely came to the study to look for Yao Yan, Yao Yan put down his pen, smiled and told what happened on the way, Father Yao hurried in and closed the door of the study.

"He's taken a fancy to the three...mute girls?"

Yao Yan fiddled with the pen, pursed his lips and smiled, "That's what he said, but children of this age are not sure about their temperament, and they don't know if they can stick to it if they like it. Don't worry about it, dad. He will have his own measure in two years. .”

That's what he said, but Father Yao still felt uneasy, "Once he has that kind of heart, there will be something for the two of them when they are together. The dumb girl is a good child. She has suffered so much before, so she can't suffer again. I'm back."

It's not that he doesn't like Yao Gui's sincerity, but that the liking came too fast, and Yao Gui is young, Yao's father has to admit that most of the common problems of men are in their mouths.

"Don't worry, I have plans."

After Yao Yan comforted Father Yao, he took out the booklet placed under the cabinet, and continued to write down the unfinished plan...

It was getting colder, and the children wore thicker clothes, but there were still several children wearing thin clothes, their little faces were flushed from the cold, and their little hands had a little frostbite, looking pitiful.

So Yao Yan ordered two sets of cotton clothes for each child out of his own pocket.

The Yao family had no objection. First, Yao Yan’s pastry shop made money. They don’t pay attention to such a small amount of money now. Second, the Yao family is very pleased that being a master can do this.

Anyway, their elder brother is better than the masters in other schools.

On the day when the cotton-padded clothes were distributed, Father Yao and Yao Gui came over with large and small bags, and Yao Yan distributed them one class at a time. These children were not fat, so the size was easy to order.

"Master, is it really for us?"

Children with chilblains can't believe it's all true.

A cotton padded jacket in their family is worn by several children in turn.

"Of course, you come and touch it," Yao Yan waved to him, the child cautiously stretched out his hand and touched it, his eyes sparkled.

"Master, I will definitely study hard!"

Yao Yan never liked when they said that the master was a good master, but he preferred when they said that he would study hard.

"Good boy, come on, next one."

After school, the children ran fast with their two sets of clothes in their arms. Within a quarter of an hour, Yao's house was crowded with people.

"Master Yao, you are so considerate of the children. Our family is poor and we really can't afford cotton-padded clothes. I have been blaming myself for this year. I plan to go to a farther place to carry things this year. I don't want my child to carry two sets of cotton-padded clothes when he comes home. Come back, I, I really..."

The body is not very strong man, tears streaming down.

The rest of the parents are also very grateful. Yao Yan is not used to this kind of occasion. Fortunately, Yao's father and Yao's mother received everyone happily. Yao Yan is like a tool man. He laughs when he should laugh, talks when he should talk, and has nothing to say. I took a group of children to the fire room to warm up.

The more the village chief looked at Yao Yan, the more satisfied he was, "It's the first time I've seen you as a master. Our Hongyan Village also offers a piece of money. Don't refuse. We don't care how you use it. You just need to use it for your children." It's in them."

"Then Yao, please thank the village chief for his benevolence on behalf of the children."

Yao Yan stood up and bowed.

The village head quickly avoided, "Master Yao is too polite, we are all for the good of Hongyan Village."

"The village chief is right," Yao Yan actually admired the village chief of Hongyan Village very much. He said that the village chief of the next-door village was a scum. He used himself as the village chief to persecute several widows, but those widows Don't dare to burst out yet.

Others want to help, but they choose to follow the village head, saying that they will be fine when the village head is there, even if someone wants to help, they can't help.

"The food is ready, the village chief will eat here, his father, you can have a drink with the village chief."

Yao's mother came over to ask them to eat, and said to Yao's father.

Father Yao smiled and nodded, and he would drink a few sips in his spare time. The village head also smiled and said to Father Yao, "Brother, let's have a good drink today."

"Then you have to give me a break," Yao's father gave the village head a thumbs up, "Brother Yan may not know, but the village head is one of the best drinkers in Hongyan Village."

Yao Yan really didn't know, he looked at the village head in surprise, the village head looked back with a smile, full of humility, "Your father said too much, in fact, I can only drink moderately."

After dinner, the village chief who drank nearly a catty of sorghum wine didn't even turn red. He went home alone with a torch lighted steadily, while the remaining one who was flushed and stuttering was being held by Yao Mother laughed and scolded.

When Yao Yan came back from school the next day, Father Yao woke up leisurely.

"Brother Yan?"

Seeing someone sitting next to him, Yao's father thought it was Yao's mother, but after a closer look, he found that it was Yao Yan who was reading a book behind his back.

"Father, you are awake, is there any discomfort?"

When Yao Yan was a chef, he saw too many people who were sent to the hospital for several days after drinking too much. When he came back, he heard from Yao's mother that Yao's father was still awake, so he immediately came over to watch over them.

Seeing that Yao's father woke up without any abnormality, Yao Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, that's what the village chief drinks." Father Yao raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, his teeth grinned at the end of his hangover, "He also said that his drinking is average. If this is average, I don't care about it."

Yao Yan reluctantly brought clothes for him. He wanted to wear them for him, but Father Yao refused and insisted on doing it by himself, "Mother is still angry, please don't make her angry."

Father Yao's face turned serious, he hurriedly put on his clothes, and leaned over to ask in a low voice, "Did you curse?"

"Not at all," Yao Yan replied in the same low voice, "but you can tell at a glance that she is unhappy."

"Then let's go out quickly," Father Yao, who always respected and loved his old wife, said in a low voice after learning about the situation.

When the father and son went out, they found that Yao Gui was talking to a person, and that person was Father Han.

When Father Han saw Yao Yan, he immediately took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to him, "He asked me to hand it to you when I went to see Cheng'an in the academy this morning."

"Given by Cheng'an?"

Yao Yan took it in surprise, and Father Han smiled and handed him the small package on the table, "This is also given to you by Cheng Anrang."

Yao Yan thanked him, happily took the burden and took the letter into the study.

Father Yao entertained Father Han and asked Father Han to stay for lunch. Where would Father Han be free? He still had to go over there to watch over the building.

Yao Yan, who entered the study, put the burden aside, and quickly opened the letter:

Brother Yao, how have you been since I haven't seen you for a long time?I think it's good, brother Yao is good for me, the clothes Yao brother gave me really surprised me, I guess these must have been made by Yao brother himself, I am no longer afraid of this before I wear them cold winter...

...then there is that pastry, which looks sweet and sweet, and smells even worse. When I eat it, Brother Yao's words and deeds seem to be right in front of me, which makes me very happy...

Later, I talked about a few interesting things about the academy, and finally wrote: Brother Yao, please rest assured, I will definitely study hard and try Brother Yao...craftsmanship, Cheng'an.

Yao Yan put away the letter with a smile, and opened the bundle on the desk. Inside was a man's hairpin, made of fragrant wood, and made by hand.

This was done by Han Xiucai himself.

Yao Yan took off his hairpin, pinned the wooden hairpin on it, and left the study satisfied.

He walked around in front of Yao Gui first, and Yao Gui looked at him very suspiciously. Seeing Yao Yan who was looking at him, he immediately turned his hairpin to face him, "Hey, it's been cold these two days, and my hair is a little dry."

"Hair... dry?"

Yao Gui repeated Yao Yan's words with some difficulty, the corners of Yao Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and he took two steps forward, but Yao Gui said something to make him pay attention to his body, and said that he had heard people say that if his hair is not good, It means that the man's side is beginning to weaken, which should not be underestimated.

Yao Yan: ...

Then he went to the kitchen angrily.

"Father, look at my hair, is it crooked?"

Yao Yan rolled his eyes, changed his way, stepped forward and put his head closer, and asked.

Father Yao was busy looking at the firewood, and when he heard this, he quickly glanced at his head, "No, it's quite upright."

"Really right?"

Yao Yan didn't give up, so Father Yao took a closer look, "It's really not crooked. Speaking of curly hair, I always had crooked hair when I was young, but your hands don't look like mine, maybe your mother."

Show off failure.

Yao Yan gave up, and went to the yard with the attitude of admiring his own man.

"Brother Yan, where did you buy this hairpin?"

I didn't want to be stopped by Yao's mother who was holding a dustpan as soon as I arrived in the yard.

Yao Yan showed a big smile, stepped forward, pointed to the new hairpin on his head and asked, "Is this what mother said?"

"Yeah," Mother Yao nodded, "I remember you didn't wear this before."

It was a bamboo hosta, the original owner's favorite.

"Ahem," Yao Yan straightened up and said seriously, "This is carved from fragrant wood. It tastes good. Anyway, I like it very much."

Yao's mother had a weird look on her face. After carefully looking at Yao Yan's head, she raised her finger to his wooden hairpin and said softly, "Don't buy it there in the future. Look at this craftsmanship, it's even worse than your father's."

Yao Yan: ...I am too difficult.

And Han Xiucai from the academy was also wearing a new suit, wandering around in front of everyone, once someone asked him where he bought the suit, he stopped and said with a smile, "Brother Yao gave it to me."

He made it himself.

"This cloak is also thick, ouch, it's so warm to the touch!"

A student couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand and lightly touched the cloak Han Xiucai was holding in his hand.

Han Xiucai didn't avoid it for a while, and his smile faded a bit.

"The person who made this cloak must be careful. Look at this, it's all covered."

The man said again.

These words made Han Xiucai smile again, "Brother Yao gave it to me too."

He made it himself.

"The brotherhood between you is indeed deep."

"Yeah, Yao Xiucai has prepared all these things for you so well."

Han Xiucai took it very seriously, holding his cloak and said reservedly, "Brother Yao always misses me, thinks of me, and secretly sends me pastries."

Everyone praised.

Han Xiucai has deep merit and fame.

The pastries are also made by him.

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Yao Yan: No.This is really not.

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