Don't owe your face to farming

Nine out of ten households in the village knew about Yang Fuyuan. They knew that he had a son who was born with a weak child. He was just panting for breath.

Yang Changshou took a breath, sitting on the wooden cart with a gentle smile on his face. He was handsome and fair-skinned, much better than the women in the yard.

This was the first time that Yang Changshou appeared in front of people, and the women were stunned. There is probably no better-looking man from all over the world.

"Excuse me." For his son, Yang Fuyuan has no complaints and is proud of his son even after working hard for most of his life. Seeing those women all looking at Yang Changshou, he directly opened his throat and pushed Go to the yard with a wooden cart.

Ji Dashan was also stunned, only to recover after being yelled by Yang Fuyuan, hurried over to help support the wooden cart, and stepped across a small gap in the middle of the threshold under the gate.Involuntarily looking at Yang Changshou, who was right in front of him, Ji Dashan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally he didn't say it.

"Thank you, Uncle Ji." Yang Changshou nodded slightly, but glanced into the room with his eyes, and just met Li who was looking out. He raised the corners of his lips, smiled, and said in a moderate voice, "Father, hurry up." Help me down, how can I be irrational when I see Li Zheng."

"Hey, don't." Qian Jin also knew that there was such a son in Yang Fuyuan's family. He heard that he didn't know if he would survive tomorrow if he lived today. In case of catching a cold and dying, he can't afford it.

"Changshou has studied for a few years. I don't know anything else. This kind of etiquette is still there." Yang Changshou supported the wooden cart, lifted the quilt and slowly moved it to the ground.

Yang Changshou looks thin and thin, but he is extremely tall, almost as tall as Han Qingshi, but his body is thin, like a dead leaf in autumn, which can be blown away by a gust of wind.Wearing a close-fitting cotton cloth with excellent texture, Yang Changshou supported the wooden cart and straightened his waist. His aura stunned the women around him.

"Brother Changshou." Looking outside, Yang Qiong knew that Yang Changshou was here to suppress the situation for him, but let alone, when he appeared, everyone in Lizheng's family was shocked. "Qingshi, help me out." Yang Qiong hurriedly grabbed Han Qingshi's hand, and the two hurried out of the room.

Looking at the people around without any trace, Yang Changshou nodded slightly at Yang Qiong, as if he knew what Qian came in thinking, and he said unhurriedly, "My health has improved in the past few days, thinking about my parents I have been taken care of by the villagers, and I happened to have studied for a few years, and in a few days, I can set up a school in the village."

Stretching out his hand to grab Yang Changshou's thin and skinny wrist, Yang Qiong's eyes were red. He knew that this was what Yang Changshou said on purpose, so he added the icing on the cake and said, "That's right, brother Changshou has a good memory for reading, and teaches the children in the village to play with mud. It's not enough."

Ji Yuanqiu of the Ji family can read, but his nostrils are upturned. He never looks down on the children playing in the mud in the village, nor the villagers who face the loess and their backs to the sky. Lord Officer.Qian Jin is not a fool to be able to be Li Zheng. Now, when compared, Ji Yuanqiu is definitely not as good as Yang Changshou with this attitude, not to mention the real material.

"Hey, longevity, right?" Qian Jinjin trotted out of the house immediately, walked up to Yang Changshou, rubbed his hands, looked up and down with his eyes, and praised, "The scholar I met in the town is also Such a look."

From the looks of it, Yang Qiong's matter was forgotten, and his eyes were only on the matter of running a school.Yang Qiong hurriedly talked about the morning's affairs, took one last look at Li Chunhua, and shook her head slightly.

Gently patted Yang Qiong's hand, Yang Changshou frowned, and said unhurriedly: "I think this matter is not whether Yang Zi's family has white rice, but Aunt Ji. Aunt Yang said that Yang Zi stole it without evidence. It’s a false accusation if you take it to the yamen.” Yang Changshou saw that Shi Jinhua and Li Chunhua’s faces changed, and he changed the subject and said, “Li Zheng is clearly aware of the details. I think it’s better to ask Aunt Ji about this matter. Did you lie?"

The two wives looked at each other, Li Chunhua stood up, pointed at Yang Qiong and said: "That is the brother of the Yang family, I am his mother, how can I not understand, I said he stole it, he just stole it." .”

"Is there a mother who asked her son-in-law to go to the quarry? You still want to take his son-in-law's wages, are you trying to force me to death?" Yang Qiong, not to be outdone, took a step forward and said sharply.He just wanted to take advantage of this matter to make a big fuss, and directly tear up with the Yang family, and they will not be a family from now on.

"Yang Zi," Yang Changshou covered his heart with one hand, his face turned pale, but he stood upright, "Lizheng will make decisions for you, everyone will see it, Aunt Yang will not harm the Yang family brothers."

Hearing what Yang Changshou said, Qian Jin hurriedly took over the conversation, "Yangzi, don't worry, Lizheng is making the decision for you. If you have anything to say in the future, just come here and talk about it."

Generally, there are conflicts in the village, family quarrels, and Lizheng can only make peace with each other. Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. All come to him.Qian came in and didn't want to take care of the Yang family's affairs. Now that Yang Changshou said so, he just made a promise and let the matter go.

Yang Changshou's identity as a scholar is there, Shi Jinhua is not so important, Qian came in with a straight face, "Ji's family, this is your fault, so let's make up for Yang Zi, and this matter is over .”

His stout body swayed, and Shi Jinhua stared wide-eyed, "Your surname is Qian, why did things change at the last minute? My son will be admitted as a scholar and become an official..."

"Ahem," Yang Changshou covered his mouth and coughed a few times, his face was pale and pale, "I remember there are quite a few children in the village, if they can all read, I don't know how many talents will be produced..."

"Ji's family, pay Yang Zi quickly, the rules of the village must be established in the future, how can people talk about people with empty words, and ghosts talk about ghosts!" Qian came in and gave Shi Jinhua a look.

Shi Jinhua choked for a moment, seeing that Qian came in without changing his mind, so he gave Yang Changshou a bitter look, walked up to Yang Qiong and raised his face and said, "I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about Aunt Ji." Yang Qiong didn't even look at Shi Jinhua, she glanced at Li Chunhua out of the corner of her eye and said, "There is a good saying, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. Aunt Ji, don't always follow Hei." almost."

"Heh," Yang Changshou chuckled, "Learn principles from good people, and talk crooked things from bad people, Yang Zi, you have to say that, you have to read books so that everyone can understand..."

After running on Li Chunhua, Yang Changshou hurried back to the wooden cart, dragged Yang Qiong and Qian in to bid farewell, leaving a whole yard of women to look at me and I look at you.

After a long morning of tossing around, not only did he not watch a good show, but he was also pulled into a good show and played a not-so-good role.The women glanced at Shi Jinhua, and they didn't make any advances anymore, and hurried away in a hurry. The men and children in the family were all waiting to eat, but they all ran out to find fault without even cooking.

"That sick child," Li Chunhua crossed her hips resentfully, walked out of the door quickly, and cursed at the direction Yang Qiong left, "A mother can make mistakes, I think that sick child is tired of life."

"Okay, please stop saying a few words." Shi Jinhua drooped her head like an eggplant beaten by frost, and several layers of fat piled up on her chin, "I have to keep looking for that white rice."

Yang Fuyuan pushed the wooden cart and walked unhurriedly. Yang Qiong lay on Han Qingshi's back, raised his hand and poked the generous back in front of him and said, "Brother Changshou, I shake my head with you because I want to break up with the Yang family... ..."

"I still can't understand?" Yang Changshou covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and it took him a while to catch his breath, "It's okay to break off the relationship now, but Yang Zi, you have to think about it, you and Han Qingshi have a good life , from now on, the villagers will not have to say that you are unfilial and heartless, after all, Yang Datie and Li Chunhua didn't make a big mistake, and dragged you down."

Yang Qiong was startled, "Brother Changshou, you know me..."

"No need to explain, I can roughly guess it." Looking at Yang Qiong with his long and narrow eyes, Yang Changshou smiled softly, "You have Han Qingshi to protect you, so you don't have to worry about losing money in the future. When the Yang family makes another moth, you If you go to Lizheng to divorce again, and you can still get the approval of most people in the village, then Yang Zi, your good life will really come."

His throat moved, and Yang Changshou stuffed his hands into the quilt calmly. From Yang Qiong's angle, he could see clearly that there were red blood stains on his palm.

The little doll in his arms suddenly twisted his body, and the chubby arm like a lotus root stretched out, poking Yang Qiong's chest with a very low voice.

[The body is overdrawn, this is the flashback, my bath water can hang his life, he will never be able to get out of bed again, he must stay in bed. 】

With a thump in his heart, Yang Qiong hurriedly lowered his head and asked, regardless of the presence of others, "Is there help?"

The little baby turned over in Yang Qing's arms, and the little fat leg poked him by mistake.

【I do not know. 】

"Longevity!" Yang Fuyuan suddenly put down the wooden cart and rushed forward.Yang Changshou was originally sitting upright, but for some reason, his body suddenly softened, his head was tilted to one side, and he looked like...

Eyelids moved, and slowly opened his eyes, Yang Changshou twitched the corners of his mouth, "Father, don't worry, I'm just tired."

"Second Uncle Yang, hurry up and push Brother Changshou home, I'll go home and get the herbs from Qingshi's family." Yang Qiong's eyes were red, and he knew that Yang Changshou's body that he had raised these days was exhausted early this morning.