The fertile water of farming does not flow to outsiders' fields

Xue Yinsong said with a smile: "How can it be so serious? What does it matter if a child fights? It's like drowning people in the river every year. Grandpa told you not to go into the river. Don't you sneak into the river every summer?"

"That's different."

"What's the difference? Ma Shan is ridden by others, and Ren Shan is bullied by others. I raised a son not to be bullied by others. If he is not ruthless, how can he hang around in Chenjia Village?" Xue Yinsong cut grass slowly, slowly Said: "I think back in Tianba Village, because my mother died early, I was beaten a lot. Later, when I grew up, I was beaten one by one. You see, when those people saw me, who dared to say half a word?" Words? That’s all typed out, with prestige under the fist, if you don’t accept it, hit him to be convinced.”

Father Xue was stunned: "Fight? How come I never heard of them?"

Xue Yinsong smiled: "Dare to sue me? They don't weigh themselves. At that time, I beat a lot of people, so I couldn't help it. When I went to the mountains to collect firewood, I was robbed of firewood, and when I went to work in the field, I was robbed of seedlings. What do you say? Forbearance? As long as you forbear once, you will be bullied every time in the future. I figured it out later. People are not ruthless and can’t mess around. It’s necessary.”

Father Xue didn't say a word. For so many years, he couldn't see through this son. He only felt that his babbling was too complicated.

"Since you are willing to reconcile with Aunt Huan, then go and pick her up." Xue Yinsong stood up, filled the grass with a dustpan and put it into the big pot in the kitchen to cook.

Father Xue dawdled for a while before saying: "As long as she is still brave, let her stay in the wine shop for a few more days, and see if she can make trouble next time."

Xue Yinsong couldn't help laughing, but if his father could say that, it should mean that it was nothing serious, so he had to go along with him and said, "I tell you, this man's heart needs to be covered, you are always cold like this, be careful to let him cool down. Is face so important? Hurry up, hurry up and bring him back in two days, I've had enough of your egg fried rice."

Father Xue agreed in dismay, and changed his mind and said: "Didn't the twelfth lunar month leave a wax rabbit? How about I stir-fry it with tempeh tonight, and you can order it?"

"Why do you want me to go?" Xue Yinsong was unhappy, "Why do you always keep it in your heart when you say something big, if you want me to tell you, you fire the rabbit and send it yourself, and say a few words to bring him back , the family still lives in two places, don’t let everyone know about it in two days, and they will have to gossip again.”

Father Xue still wanted to quibble, but was stared at by his son, so he could only reply: "Then tomorrow, I don't want to do anything late today."

Xue Yinsong smiled: "I don't care what you want, let's eat hand-rolled noodles tonight, I don't want to eat anymore."

Hand-rolling noodles is the unique skill of the old man, and the old man Xue also got a little interest, went to make a bowl of coarse flour, mixed the upper board with water and kneaded. For the arms, it has to be used on the two wrists, so that the force penetrates in, and the noodles produced by kneading are delicious."

Xue Yinsong put away the guillotine and cleaned the yard, stood in the yard and looked around, and replied perfunctorily: "Why do I learn this, anyway, with you and Aunt Huan around, I must not be able to cook."

Father Xue was about to teach him a lesson, when suddenly the front yard door was pushed, and Changhui rolled in like a small ball: "Quick! Aba! Grandpa Xue! Someone drowned in the well at the head of the village!"

Xue Yinsong replied heartlessly: "If you drown, you will drown. People die every day in this world. You are not allowed to go. Children are easy to attract evil spirits, you know?"

Changhui bent down and supported his knees, gasping for breath: "No, no, it's Grandma Xue... She, she's dead..."

Father Xue and his son jumped up at the same time. Father Xue didn't care about the coarse powder all over his face. He lost the dough and turned around and ran outside.Xue Yinsong managed to calm down for a while, and told Changhui to stay at home, and he quickly locked the door behind him and hurried away.

There is a public well on the south side of the village, because it is a public well with a particularly large mouth, Xue Yinsong ran anxiously thinking: Could it be that he slipped and fell into it?

There was already a circle of people around the well. Father Xue squeezed in and saw a thickly soaked man lying on the ground. He hurriedly grabbed it but found that he didn't recognize him.

Xue Yinsong also squeezed in to have a look, and his heart settled down a bit: "It's not Aunt Huan." Someone in the crowd knew them and hurriedly said: "Your family has passed out and is lying under the tree over there." .”

Father Xue hurriedly pushed people away, and sure enough, he saw two or three people squatting under the willow tree, and hurriedly moved over: "Ice ring, ice ring!"

There were two women in their forties who were guarding. Seeing Father Xue, he hurriedly said, "It's okay, I just saw the dead man fished out and passed out. I'm afraid I was frightened, and I'll wake up in a while."

Only then did Father Xue feel relieved: "Pinch people, I'll do it." He held Aunt Huan's back of the head with one hand, and pinched people vigorously.

Xue Yinsong listened in the crowd for a while, but couldn't understand what was going on, so he squeezed out to his father's side.

Sure enough, Auntie Huan woke up after a while, and when she saw Father Xue, she burst into tears: "She's gone! She's gone anyway! It's me who killed her!" beating his chest.

Xue Yinsong didn't understand, so he quietly pulled the woman and asked, "Sister, what's going on?"

The woman frowned and waved his hand away: "You unruly young man, when you meet someone my age, you should call him aunt."

Xue Yinsong thought in his heart that it would not be good to call you younger, but he smiled and said: "Yes, aunt, what's going on?"

The woman sighed: "That woman is Chen Mazi's wife in the village, and for some reason, she jumped into the well in a fit of anger, and didn't see it until someone came to fetch water in the afternoon. I'm afraid I'll dance early in the morning."

Xue Yinsong was a little confused: "She knows Aunt Huan?"

The woman said: "Yes, the lady from the Chen family has always been on good terms with your lady from the wine bar. They used to do needlework together and whisper to each other."

Xue Yinsong understood that this woman was most likely the heroine, but he didn't know if it was because of the Dong Chuang incident, so he jumped into the well in anger, feeling a little sad in his heart: "Where is Chen Mazi?"

"Him? He's a fart! This bastard is drinking and beating his wife. I don't know where he is drunk now. I only pity her son. He is fat and cute. He was born with the man in front of him." , Chen Mazi has always hated this oil bottle, now that his mother is dead, I'm afraid his stepfather won't care about it at all."

Xue Yinsong frowned slightly: "What's his son's name? Where is he now?"

The woman gave him a strange look and replied: "I heard that she was sent to the wine shop to help out early in the morning. This lady of the Chen family probably also had a death wish, so she sent her son away."

Xue Yinsong understood, and turned around to see that Aunt Huan was still crying, so he waited for a while and said, "Aunt Huan, this is not the time to cry, does the lady of the Chen family have something to say to you? What about her son?" ? Is it entrusted to you?"

Aunt Huan was taken aback, and shook her head: "No, she didn't talk to me, she just sent the child to the wine shop early in the morning, saying she was here to help, I'm still surprised."

Xue Yinsong hurriedly said: "The child is still in your wine shop, right? Just ask his mother what else to explain, I guess the child is entrusted to you."

Auntie Huan nodded and hurriedly got up, not wanting to cry for a long time and her legs became weak, so Father Xue hurriedly helped her up and said, "Slow down, I'll help you to the wine shop."

Xue Yinsong turned around to look at the corpse again, and thought to himself: Most people in ancient times could not read and write, and I am afraid that there would be no suicide notes. Now we can only see if there is an explanation to his son.

The people next to him just sighed, and several families were discussing in low voices, only to see that Li was coming in a hurry.

"Where did Chen Mazi go?" Li Zheng asked with a frown.

Others chattered, but no one saw it.

"This bastard," Li Zheng frowned even deeper, "Come here a few people, look around the whole village, be sure to find him, there is always a pair of thin coffins when someone dies, Zhangzi, go to justice Zhuang asked old man Chen to come and carry him."

A young man agreed, turned around and ran away.

Xue Yinsong saw that things were almost over, so he withdrew and went to the wine shop.

Aunt Huan was sitting in the wine shop wiping her tears, and Father Xue was sitting beside them. The two were talking, when they saw Xue Yinsong come in, they all got up.

Xue Yinsong looked around and asked, "Where is that child?"

Aunt Huan explained: "I asked him to wash the jars for me in the wine cellar at the back. His name is Xiaoqi, and I haven't told him about his mother's business yet."

Xue Yinsong said: "Did you ask?"

Aunt Huan nodded, and shed tears again: "He said his mother told him to worship me as a godmother from now on."

Xue Yinsong frowned in confusion: "Since you are willing to keep the secret for her, why did she jump into the well?"

"She was discovered by her man when she went back the next day. She almost jumped into the well at that time. Fortunately, I found out and pulled it back in time. Now that this matter started, her man drank a few sips of wine and made a scene. When she came out, someone nearby heard her and said a few words, she couldn't take it anymore, and in a fit of anger..."

Xue Yinsong nodded and said: "Isn't this son Chen Mazi's? Since she entrusted you to you, you always have to take it in and raise it. Why don't you adopt this child to me? Anyway, I will have someone to take care of her in the future." .”

Aunt Huan was taken aback, and immediately understood his kindness, she quickly glanced at Father Xue and said, "That's right, it's just you..."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to raise a son in my life. It would be nice to have a ready-made son now. If you want it, and Chen Mazi agrees, I'll go talk to Lizheng about the household registration."

Only Father Xue objected: "Tiger, you are still a slave, and your adopted son is also a slave."

Xue Yinsong frowned, this question is indeed very troublesome, who told him to sell himself in a moment of obsession, thought for a while and said: "I will ask the scholar when I come back, if he agrees, I can get out of my citizenship."

Father Xue said: "Let me adopt it, and you don't have to be careful. You are afraid that I will treat him badly in the future. People's hearts are full of flesh. I won't say how to treat him well, but as long as I eat it all, I won't let you down." will starve him."

Aunt Huan glanced at him gratefully, and Xue Yinsong hurriedly said: "Who said you would treat him badly? I really want to adopt a child. You see, the scholar has a son too. If I don't have a son, I will suffer a lot. Now I can adopt a ready-made son, and my son will take care of his son in the future, hehe..."