struggle in ancient times

Liao Tingyu borrowed some cleaning tools from the neighbor next door, and when he heard the two of them arguing there, he hurried to persuade them, "Mother, what's the matter with you? Who made you angry? Come on, dad, don't bother." It's noisy, sit down, let's talk if we have something to say!"

"What are you talking about, I did talk about it! It's all your father's fault, we were considered people in the town when we bought a shop? One happy thing turned out to be arguing with me as soon as it settled down. " Deng said with an unhappy face.

When Deng Shi was talking, she couldn't stop talking, and said all the things in her heart.

"You are also a fool. You know that your father is going to give it to your elder brother, but you still let him pay it. You paid more than half of the money, but you didn't have your name on it. What do you think my mother thinks? Emotion and reason are beyond reason. And do you know what he just said? He said that your elder brother has helped you a lot, why doesn’t he want to think about my son studying hard in the cold window, and every time in the twelfth lunar month of winter, there are sawn wounds all over his hands. Now He actually thinks that his eldest son has worked hard all these years."

When Deng thought of his second son's hands that would bleed because they were not warmed in winter, tears flowed in his heart.

Her son's hands are the most beautiful in the village. When he took them out when he was a child, they were white and tender with distinct roots.

Everyone in the village praised her son for his beautiful hands, saying that he was blessed.

In the end, because I had no money, I was reluctant to even buy a hand cream, and now I can still see the marks left by winter.

Thinking about it, Mrs. Deng began to cry, calling out my poor son, and murmuring the sadness her son had suffered.

Liao Ming's throat choked up when he heard it, and his nose became sore.

Liao Tingyu looked at Deng's wholehearted consideration for him, and felt warm in his heart. The greatest luck he has traveled through time and space is to have a mother who truly loves him wholeheartedly.

Liao Tingyu hugged his mother comfortingly. "Don't cry, Auntie, what's the big deal? It doesn't matter if this house is recorded in the name of the elder brother, they are all Aunt's children."

"What do you mean nothing? This is the money you paid, and he didn't pay a penny. Why should he enjoy your benefits for no reason?" Deng retorted.

"You can't say that. All these years, my father, my mother, and my eldest brother have worked hard to support me. I should repay you now!" Liao Tingyu said.

"He raised you. You know he only worked part-time for a year, and then he took care of the fields. What did he raise you? My son! It was you who taught him to read and write, and you who allowed him to find someone in the town. Easy work, no need to go to the dock to work as a coolie. You helped him, you didn't have to. You don't owe him anything."

Liao Tingyu listened to Deng's words in surprise, perhaps this was her true inner thoughts.

However, among the children born to the same father and mother, one can study in school, while the other has to contribute to the family at a young age.

Where did you feel at ease!Liao Tingyu smiled wryly.

Seeing his son's expression, Deng knew that he didn't agree with her.

"Son, you have had your own opinions since you were young, and you have learned the principles of saints. Auntie is a country woman and doesn't understand those things. But Auntie knows what it means to get something for nothing. Auntie doesn't know why you treat your elder brother better and better. , maybe it's guilt, I don't know who told you what. But A Niang wants to tell you that you don't owe him."

Mrs. Deng said solemnly: "Liao Ming, listen to me too. Son, you were still very young at that time, and you don't remember anything, but you, the father, don't know?"

"Do you know why your father, who can write, lives in that village?"

Liao Tingyu blinked his eyes, yes, why, Liao Ming is very good at everything.

"All of this is thanks to your elder brother. The house you live in now was built by your father without offending anyone. Back then, our family was rich and your elder brother also went to school. But he never took it seriously like you Really study. Fighting all day long. Fighting even after another accident.”

Mrs. Deng recalled the days when she took care of her eldest son, Liao Ming didn't dare to say anything more, "In those days our family had no source of money, and your father was also implicated and couldn't find a job. You know what? , He still went to fight, I sold everything in the house. I even sold the ewe I raised to make you better. Just to make money for him.”

"My son, everything is fate. I did it myself." Deng recalled the days back then. If it wasn't for what the eldest son did, why would her second son have such a hard life? She looked at the grown-up man in front of her. The child said earnestly,

"Your eldest brother may have changed over the years, but A Niang hopes that you can distinguish clearly, and your brothers will settle accounts clearly."

Liao Tingyu listened to these old stories, and didn't know how to judge right from wrong. No one is wrong. It's normal for a child to be ignorant, but because of his ignorance, it is Deng's grievance to make a rich family poor. !

"I see, Auntie, I listen to you."

Liao Ming also nodded. It was a mistake in his mind, and he didn't understand it in the end before his wife saw it.

Liao Tingyu took out the rest of his money from his bosom, "I also want to say sorry to Auntie today. Auntie gave me wholeheartedly, but I kept it private. A son of man has money, but he doesn't use it for his parents." , I am ashamed of teaching for many years."

"Son, what are you doing, how can you be sorry for us! Look at all your people saying that you can't pass the exam as a scholar, but you didn't pass the exam? Who doesn't call you Master Xiucai when you go outside?" Take a high look at our family. You have earned a big face for your father and mother. What is that money? How can you have no money when you are an adult? It is father and mother who are sorry for you. There is no way to give it to you. Better conditions can only be earned by yourself. In the end, you have to subsidize your family.”

Mrs. Deng helped Liao Tingyu, who was kneeling on the ground, and without looking at the money, tears rolled out of his eyes: "It's because Auntie has no ability to let you stay in the town alone, but you, who are rich and popular, drink hot food, but you I can only watch the steamed stuffed bun drool, it's all Aniang's fault."

Liao Ming listened to what Deng said, he turned his back and gently wiped away the tears with his sleeve.

I remember when he came to the town to study with a small child on his back, drooling at the bunches of red candied haws, seeing other children wearing beautiful clothes and eating big fat meat, while his own child could only Eating a steamed bun, I can't even afford a steamed bun.

After thinking about it, he turned around and wiped his eyes.

Originally, he was angry because Liao Tingyu hid money from his house, but if he thought about it, if he could give him a rich family, how could he become like this, all of them are poor.

He could understand why his son kept the money in his hands, and he didn't dare to use it for his family.

But this kind of behavior must be stopped. Mrs. Deng saw that the second son was suffering. Isn't the eldest son suffering?

He was also suffering, but Deng's eyes were always on that naughty child, and she did not see the change in the eldest son.

In the past, he thought that as long as he and his eldest son worked hard to make money, and let the second son pass the examination as a scholar, the whole family would gradually get better.

So when Mrs. Deng suppressed the eldest son and asked him to work hard, he would secretly tell the eldest son that when your second brother is admitted as a scholar, your family will be able to live a good life.

But the premise is that the two sons must be of the same mind. Originally, he was a little worried that according to the second son's personality, he would feel that the elder son would embarrass him. But when the second son defended the elder son so much yesterday, he suddenly felt what brotherhood is.

So he bought a shop today with his second son's money, just to test it out.

The result is not to prove that his second son is just a little cautious, but he still has his own family in his heart.

Liao Ming didn't tell his wife these words, because he knew that Mrs. Deng was already used to valuing one person and ignoring the other, even hating.

She only saw the suffering of the second son who studied hard in the cold window, but did not know that the eldest son was working in the field with sweat. smile.

Every time he sees the eldest son's careful fawning, can he feel at ease?Can?That is his son!his eldest son.

"I know that my mother loves me. The greatest luck in my life is to have you. Today I handed over the money not for my elder brother, but for you. I don't want my mother to be embarrassed because of the money. I want to tell you that your The child has grown up, and he can shelter you from the wind and rain."

Deng shi burst into tears when she heard it. She looked at the silver on the table and smiled.

She didn't live in vain in her life, she didn't live in vain.

"Okay, Auntie, it's my son's filial piety to me. In just a few months, my son has earned money that a countryman can't earn in a few lifetimes. Auntie can enjoy a happy life."

Deng wiped away her tears with her hands, she looked at the silver with a smile, she knew that her son was no longer a baby bird that needed to be sheltered under his wings, but a towering tree.

Liao Ming counted the silver he took out, and there were still more than 50 taels, counting the 60 taels he used, and there were still some for daily use. He had seen those talented people, and none of them were as capable as his son.

"These are the money I earned from writing books. I have spent a lot of money on the books I have read for so many years. Let me give this to my father and mother. You can live more easily with this money. Eat what you eat, and buy what you should buy."

After hearing Deng's words, Liao Ming counted the money and divided it into two piles. "According to the rules of our family, in the past, no matter how much money your brother earned, he gave half of the money to the family and kept the other half to himself. You also paid 60 taels just now. It is reasonable to say that this half is too much, but Dad is in urgent need of money. The following We also looked at the small house, but we still need to buy some tiles. Otherwise, it will rain heavily outside and it will be like light rain inside. Although it can be done later, it is good that our family has the money to pay in one go. So I will take some of the money and you will take the rest, and when the family has money in the future, I will make up what I owe you today."

As she spoke, she kept a small notebook and recorded it in the account, and Mrs. Deng did not object. This approach was in line with her wishes.

But he still muttered in a low voice, "Isn't there some money left in the family? Why take my son's money."

Hearing her words, Liao Ming knew that she was not angry anymore, so he jokingly said: "That's because your son is capable, and you are so proud. When the eldest son makes money in the future, ask the eldest son to return the house money to you." He, now that the second son is so capable, he can help if he can, that boy has no ability, so he can only do this. We will keep the remaining filial money for the coffin."

"What coffin book, I'm not that old yet! This is the filial money my son gave me. I'm going to buy gold hairpins to wear, and get some nice clothes. Let those people in the village take a good look and see who they are How dare you laugh at me."

Liao Tingyu didn't care, the money had already been handed over, he took the part he deserved, and dealt with the rest casually.

"Aniang can do whatever she wants, and it can be used in any way, and if she dresses up properly, she will definitely look much better than those rich ladies in the town."

"That's right, my son's logo looks like me, the one with big eyes, looks good."

Being interrupted by such an interruption, Mrs. Deng also felt that she had worked hard and gave birth to such a vigorous and beautiful son, and she was relieved.

"Okay, don't sit still, tidy up here, I still have to think about how to arrange it! This profiteer, with dozens of taels of silver, just left these few wooden boards. It's a big loss."

Deng looked around, obviously very satisfied, and couldn't hide her smile.Still muttering about profiteers, he directed the father and son to clean up by the way.

It's just that Liao Ming did most of the work, who made Deng's angry today, Liao Tingyu just wiped the table and swept the floor.

Liao Ming also knew that Mrs. Deng was venting the grievance she received today, so she didn't say what to do, since it was fine anyway.

After an afternoon of busy work, I finally cleaned it inside and out.

Liao Tingyu was so tired that he couldn't straighten up. Liao Ming looked at the energyless baby and shook his head, "You should practice hard. You didn't do much this afternoon. You haven't done as much as your mother. Look at you. A Niang, you are still alive and well."

Mrs. Deng is the worst person to speak ill of her second son, "My son is a noble scholar, what are you, ah! What are you busy all afternoon, why are you so happy."

"That's why I said I'm not as good as you, and didn't mention me." Liao Ming said in a low voice, Deng's ears were sharp, and a cloth loofah that could no longer see the silver was covered on his face.

Liao Ming threw it aside in disdain, and walked out grayly, saying as he walked, "I'll go to the medical clinic to pick up the boss and the others, and take the cow along the way, old woman, remember to buy some cow feed."

Before the sun set, Liao Ming took Liao Shi and the others from the medical clinic and arranged them to lie on a simple cot made of a few discarded wooden planks.