Village Flowers and Female Scholars

Xie Yan hasn't gone up the mountain for the past few days since Mrs. Cao and others broke into her house without permission, and her palm was injured. Moreover, the surrounding hills have been walked once, and she can't find any good products now.

Apart from the litter of rabbits on the mountainside at the back, Xie Yan didn't have anything else to think about those mountains.

After the incident of dove occupying the magpie's nest, Cai Chu came to warn the Cao family again with some headaches, but the other party still didn't seem to care much about it, until Cai Chu threatened that the next time he committed another crime, he would directly invite the official to come over. Acting in accordance with the law, the old man Cao repeatedly promised to agree.

The mother and younger brother were both frightened by what happened that day. Xie Yan went crazy and didn't get any better, but she still tried to comfort the two of them, but she herself was comforted by another person unknowingly. up.

After that day, Cao E felt guilty all the time. She was used to being cowardly in her life. Once again, she was bullied by the Cao family but failed to stop her in time. She only felt that she was dragging her daughter back again and again, which made her feel very uncomfortable and blamed herself. There is not that much energy to stop this from happening.

Xie Yan didn't blame her, the Xie family's courtyard was not made of iron and steel, there were three grandparents in the Cao family, Cao Xingshou was an adult man after all, so it goes without saying that the value of force is there, and the old lady Cao and Cao Xiaotao's kung fu is no one else. If possible, the house always has to come in and out, so there is no way to keep the door closed to guard against people all the time.

In fact, when the Cao family forced their way through the door that day, Xie Yuangu was frightened and screamed loudly and trembled.

If it were Xie Yan, she would make the same choice, so that the green hills would not be afraid of running out of firewood, and when the weak were persecuted, she would have no way to blame her mother for not being able to protect the family. What she could do was Find out who is persecuting and find a way to resolve the matter.

After thinking about it, if we want to prevent other similar incidents from happening, we still have to start from the root cause.

But to deal with this kind of person, it would be impossible to use ordinary means.

Xie Yan stayed in Cao's house for four years, and knew a lot about the dirty situations of the family, including some of Cao Xingshou's usual shady activities.

Lao Shisan's family has a precious gourd, which is said to be a family heirloom of their family. It is poured with silver water and cast.

However, this treasure disappeared on a rainy night three years ago. In recent years, the old man has been brooding about his precious gourd no matter where he goes. The gourd was stolen, but it was a pity that it could not be retrieved for several years. This matter has become the old man's heart disease now, and he has to recite several rounds a day.

Just when Lao Shisan thought that his family's heirloom would never be found again, he received an informant note, which claimed that his family's treasured gourd was stolen by Cao Xingshou, the eldest grandson of the Cao family. Now it is placed behind the shrine of the Cao family.

The old thirteen was furious when he got the news, and immediately took five or six young children straight to the Cao family. The Cao family who were eating in the hall at that time were startled when they saw a group of men approaching menacingly.

The old thirteen ignored the old man Cao, went straight to the front of the shrine, reached out and touched from behind the tablet, and sure enough, he found a treasure gourd.

Looking at the familiar treasure gourd in front of him, it was the treasure he had lost for three years, the old thirteen was so angry that his lips trembled, and he pointed at Cao Xingshou speechless.

When his grandsons saw this, how could they swallow this breath, they went up to catch Cao Xingshou and started beating him, his nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and he cried for his father and mother. The old man Cao knew he was in the wrong, and watched his eldest grandson being discounted forcibly One leg but dare not fart.

He already knew that he had offended Lao Shisan now, and that he had offended Cai Chu and Xiucai because of the Xie family's affairs before, and it is likely that no one in Shangyan Village will turn to their Cao family in the future.

The old thirteen did not report to the officials, which is already the greatest tolerance for them.

But that night, Cao's house suddenly caught fire. The fire started from the firewood room and the kitchen, and then slowly spread to the hall and bedroom. The Cao family hurriedly put out the fire. People came to help put out the fire, but no one came for a long time. Seeing that half of the house was about to burn down, it was the old Gentou who didn't deal with them next door and his sick son and daughter-in-law who came to help put out the fire with buckets.

The fire was not extinguished until midnight, and only two and a half of the five houses were burned from left to right. The firewood house where Xie Yan and his family once lived was completely burned down.

Xie Yan, who was hiding in the dark, looked at the old lady Cao and the members of the Cao family who were lying on the ground crying loudly, and at the same time, she was filled with doubts in her heart. When she got here the house was already on fire, and a black shadow flashed through the darkness and disappeared quickly.

Xie Yan didn't know who would hate the Cao family as much as she did. If it was the old thirteen, if he wanted to make things worse for the Cao family, he could definitely report the matter of the treasure gourd to the officials. Cao Xingshou Shao He said that he would have to spend several years in prison. Since he didn't do that during the day, he wouldn't sneak over to burn the house at night. This is illogical.

Then who else is left besides himself, Xie Yan was puzzled, and sneaked home in the dark.

Because of what happened a few days ago, Zhuang Wan came here with a pen and ink in her arms these few days, writing hard in her room, accompanying her while creating.

To accompany them is to sit one and lie down, except for flipping through Zhuang Wan's manuscript, or thinking about the next plan, Xie Yan seldom disturbs that person.

But Zhuang Wan sat there, even if she didn't say a word, it made her feel inexplicably at ease.

This day, Zhuang Wan saw that she was always lying on the bed looking very bored, so she took a break in the middle and said: "If you are bored, get up and practice calligraphy, your calligraphy is really ugly."

Xie Yan didn't expect this person to complain about his handwriting so loudly, and said a little dissatisfied: "What's so good about writing, anyway, I don't rely on it to make money."

"It's always good to practice, so that you won't buy land or a house next time, and you can write your name like a chicken paw crawling over it."

"You made fun of me again with what happened back then."

"I didn't make fun of you. I was just seeking truth from facts. Now that Gu'er has started to practice calligraphy, you don't think you are afraid that you can't even compare to a child."

Xie Yan could hear the provocative method, but when she thought that Zhuang Wan, a master of brush calligraphy, knew by her side, she couldn't help but feel ready to move.

"Come on, let me try."

Seeing that she was willing to practice calligraphy, Zhuang Wan hurriedly prepared pens, ink, paper and inkstones for her, and stood aside to help her sharpen the ink, while explaining the most basic method of holding a pen to her and letting her play freely.

But who knew that he still overestimated Xie Yan's hands-on ability, and wrote several words in a row, which was really horrible.

Zhuang Wan has enlightened so many children, and she has never seen someone as sloppy and pointless as Xie Yan. She frowned slightly with a headache, put down the ink ingot in her hand, walked behind her and said, "Don't move, I will I will teach you one round by hand, you have to remember it well."

After speaking, a warm body came up from the back, and it was tightly attached to her body, and the other party's slender white palm also covered Xie Yan's palm.

"The pen should be held like this, stand upright, not slanted, sandwiched between the thumb and index finger, and the middle finger stretched a little bit..."

Xie Yan couldn't hear what the person beside her ear was saying at this time, she just felt that she had fallen into an embrace full of cold fragrance, the soft peaks on her back were tightly pressed against her back, the gentle touch made her feel weak, The chattering in my ear has long been covered by the deafening heartbeat in my chest, and I can't hear what the other party is saying at all. I just hold the pen with my fingers like this, and let the other party lead me to write out familiar and unfamiliar words one after another. .

"Just like before, this time you come by yourself."

After Zhuang Wan finished speaking, she retreated from her side, stood aside and watched her leisurely.

"Ah?" Xie Yan was at a loss, "What should I write?"

"You can write whatever you want, as long as the posture is as I taught you just now."

"Is this how you usually teach students to write?"

Zhuang Wan didn't expect Xie Yan to say such nonsense words suddenly, and looked at her in astonishment.

"Do you always teach students how to write like this?"

Xie Yan couldn't help raising her voice again and asked, thinking that Zhuang Wan was also so close to her students, she felt very uncomfortable. Among these enlightened children in the countryside, there are many who are already 23 or [-] years old Boy, in her heart, she didn't want Zhuang Wan to get too close to them.

"Of course not," Zhuang Wan said angrily, "Since ancient times, men and women have not been able to kiss each other. I only demonstrate it to them. I have never been like that before. After all, there is no student as stupid as you."

Xie Yan got the answer she wanted in her heart, and the jealousy in her heart finally dissipated, but she also said in embarrassment because of Zhuang Wan's teasing: "What are you talking about, you always call me stupid in different ways."

The two had a fight, and the haze in Xie Yan's heart for the past few days also dissipated. Zhuang Wan showed a rare smile, and it was obvious that she was in a good mood.

While the two were having fun, Xie Yan asked nonchalantly, "What do you think about the Cao family's house being burned the night before yesterday?"

Zhuang Wan didn't have much expression on her face, and she didn't even stop the movements of grinding her hands. She just said in an unhurried way: "However you look at it, you can't live without doing your own crime."

"I mean who do you think did it?"

"The weather is dry now, so it's possible to catch fire accidentally, and with their family's virtue, there are many people in the village who want to mess with them," Zhuang Wan said, raising her eyelids abruptly, "Don't talk about others, even You’re all going to have those kinds of motives and ideas.”

Xie Yan sneered and said, "I wanted to, but I didn't have the chance to do it. The house was already on fire when I arrived."

Zhuang Wan chuckled lightly, but did not continue the topic.

Xie Yan didn't find out anything special, but felt that he might have thought too much, so he also covered the topic.

Zhuang Wan finished the first volume of "Legend of Xin Shi Shi Niang" on the fourth night, with a few hundred pages and roughly 3 characters.

"Go straight to town tomorrow."

It was already dark, and Zhuang Wan finally finished writing the last word.

"Well, at dawn tomorrow morning, I will ask my mother to help us bind the book with thread. You have been exhausted from staying up late these few nights and writing. You don't have to get up too early tomorrow. Come and find me when you wake up naturally. Let's go eat first, you just said that you are going to finish writing and you are reluctant to stop writing, if it is dark today, you must be hungry by now."

Hearing what she said, Zhuang Wan felt her stomach was empty, touched her belly and said, "Is there still food?"

Xie Yan smiled and said, "You've been writing until you've lost your mind. My mother-in-law is waiting for you to go back together every night. If you don't eat, she shouldn't be in a hurry. Let's go and warm it on the stove."

The two went out to the kitchen one after the other.

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