A little sweet through the fragrant

After the reply letter was sent, Ye Cunshan waited another day, came back from school for dinner, washed up after the meal, and went to talk to Cunyin about it. Cunyin was dumbfounded, "Brother, are you talking nonsense?"

After finishing speaking, Cunyin himself was not confident.

When Yuanyuan was nine months old, the family went back to Jinghe Village.

Let's not mention the unhappiness between Ye Da and that time, but he remembered that Ye Da was lying in bed for a while because he was hugging his younger brother.

Cunyin used to help with the housework, but like Yuncheng, he only realized the hardships of raising a child after he started taking care of Yuanyuan.

Thinking about his father's old bones, and thinking about the way Ye Da used the two younger brothers as eyeballs during that meeting, Cun Yin felt that it was not impossible.

He was only in his teens, and he had eaten all the wine for red and white events in the village. In fact, he didn't have much feeling for life and death, and he had never been heartless.

Now I want to say something, but I still can’t believe it when I open my mouth, "No way? I think he loves me the most. Why is my son's life so important?"

Ye Da used to not want his family to live a hard life, so he showed his selfish side when Ye Cunshan was studying.

Now how can I put myself in it for the sake of two sons who will be raised for more than ten years?

Ye Cunshan decided to tell Cunyin, and there was nothing he couldn't say.

He said that he asked the people from Minyi to send five letters back urgently, and first asked Wangzu Qingyang and Ye Yanyehu to help look at them.

If a person really wants to die, as a son, he can't plan everywhere.

It depends on whether Ye Da can't do it in that kind of paranoid and resentful mood, and he has exhausted all his energy and energy.

Here, Ye Cunshan said to stimulate him.

Ye Da is that kind, if he doesn't follow his will, he will make trouble.

According to his intention, he wants to be a suspicious person.

If Ye Da calculated, how would the child be sent, and how would he be sent back.

Anyway, the waterway is only three to five days away.

Hearing this, Cunyin felt relieved, "I think his fate is very tough, so accidents won't happen so easily."

Speak harshly, wiping tears while speaking.

Ye Cunshan sighed in his heart, he used to say that Cunyin was the one who would sincerely mourn Ye Da's grave, but Ye Da didn't believe it.

After coming out for a few years, Cunyin doesn't seem to miss his family very much, and he is not as easy to deceive as before. In fact, he is still bound by blood and family ties. When he mentions it, he will feel sad.

Things have to wait for an answer, it's useless to think too much now, life goes on as usual.

Cunyin nodded in response, and asked Ye Cunshan, "If something happens to Dad, will you not be able to take the exam?"

"Well," Ye Cunshan said, "it's nothing, I just read a few more years."

Cuyin said he would go to the temple to pray for blessings, light a longevity lamp for Ye Da, and donate more incense money, and sighed as he said, "Brother, do you think we picked it up? Why doesn't he look forward to us OK?"

Ye Cunshan is now guessing based on the content of the letter, just like Yuncheng is writing the scriptures for scholars rushing for exams now, it is to prevent problems before they happen, and can't really wait for something to happen before dealing with it.

Seeing Cunyin's unstoppable tears, he sat down and talked to him for a while, "You know when Chen Jinhua was pregnant, after it was revealed that Li Dao Dao gave me orders, she was also at home for a while. His face is pale, and he looks weak and thin, does it sound like he's going to die when he follows?"

Cunyin knew that every time he met or bought something, Yuncheng had to find someone to bring a copy to Chen Jinhua.

It was because they couldn't bear to die, and wanted people to feel at ease. Even the married step-sister who was not close to them bought something to send over, saying that they would not care about this matter with Chen Jinhua.

After that, Chen Jinhua's health improved rapidly, she smiled all day long, and began to curry favor with them, saying one thing at home, even Ye Da was suppressed by her and had no power to resist.

It wasn't until the child was born that the relationship faded away.

With this example, Cunyin understood, and he stopped crying, "It's the same as when my father and mother were pregnant. They looked like they were going to disappear, but in fact he just had a carrot hanging in front of him."

No one can tell what Chen Jinhua was like before, if Yuncheng hadn't shown kindness, would she have consumed herself so slowly.

Ye Cunshan just doesn't want to gamble, people only have one life, he only has one father, he would rather suffer a loss and make trouble than regret.

Cunyin also knew about Ye Da. He used to wink at home a lot, and knew how not to be scolded and how to please him. It was a fact that he hadn't seen him for many years. It was also a fact that Ye Da was old and his nature was hard to change.

"If it's just that the mental state is poor, the person looks weak, and there is no real illness, he will not send the two younger brothers."

Tuogu is Ye Da's subconscious thought when he is physically and mentally exhausted. With Ye Cunshan's promise, his suspicion will become more and more severe, and he will use his brain, and the selfishness in his bones will prevail again.

The worst outcome is that Ye Da will come with his son, and Ye Cunshan will send him away directly.

A lot of things were said tonight, back and forth, all of Cunyin's tears were exhausted, and Ye Cunshan went back to his room to look for Yuncheng when he stopped crying.

Yuncheng is revising the manuscript, the title of the new book is still simple and rude, it is called "The Road to the Exam".

As Ye Cunshan and Cunyin said, before the results came out, life at home had to go on as usual. After writing the letter, he would be busy with his own work. He asked the book boy to dictate during the day, and he proofread and revised it by himself at night. The overall speed was much faster.

Seeing Ye Cunshan come back, he stopped writing and got up to stretch his waist and legs, and asked Cunyin how he was, "Are you crying again?"

Life is going well, no one around him is deliberately angry with him, and Yuanyuan seldom cries, so the little crying bag attribute of saving silver is hidden.

When something really happens, I can cry into tears immediately.

Ye Cunshan said that his eyes were swollen from crying, so he left a pot of tea for him to apply to his eyes.

The tea was made by Yuncheng after dinner, and the tea was selected well.

I wrapped two packs with fine cotton cloth and tied them with cotton thread. This is the homemade tea bag. It is very convenient to put on the eyes, and there is no need to scoop up the leaves.

He asked Ye Cunshan: "Then let's not rush to make arrangements for the end of the year, and wait for my hometown to reply?"

Ye Cunshan said it was as usual, "Liu Dazhi said he could eat and drink, but few people said he could live until next year."

Yuncheng didn't say anything.

He asked Ye Cunshan to help him read the manuscript, "I don't have much confidence in writing this."

Because I have never written this type of article, after finalizing the draft, I will follow the hand feel and writing instinct, and I am afraid of unconscious hydrology.

With his current status in the shop, and the fact that the training course has just ended, it's hard to show his unconfident side, so he can only ask someone close to him to help.

Affected by the speed of the book boy's hands, the dictation manuscript can be up to seven or eight thousand words a day. When the book boy writes back, Yuncheng sees that he can't keep up, so he will write a continuation with a pen, and then rest his throat, also Can write manuscripts.

Revise and revise at night, delete points and add points, the number of words generally does not have a big error.

Ye Cunshan was a fast reader, and when he came to Yuncheng, he read it more carefully. After about a quarter of an hour, he put down the manuscript and said, "It's very well written."

It is very different from Yuncheng's previous writing style, but the words and sentences are so plain and simple that people continue to read.

Ordinary brown grain pancakes, wild vegetables and mushrooms, and sour fruits are all written out with the most delicious taste in the world.

Ye Cunshan had stayed in the mountains, and he had also slept in the open as a businessman. He ate everything written in the article. At that time, he was only in the mood to savor it. He read a few chapters every day, and he was hooked. I'm hungry.

In terms of rhythm, and the increasing sense of satisfaction, Ye Cunshan looked fine.

The protagonist group seems to be poor, with empty pockets, but they have been "getting".

The mountains and forests are a gift here, in addition to having a full stomach, there are also "extra meals" from time to time.

Fish in the water, rabbits in the mountains, and birds in the sky, they can get a little bit of meat from time to time.

On the way, they also paved the way for the next town—they picked herbs along the way.

Fortunately, there is a Ganoderma lucidum with a good quality. After exchanging it for silver, their journey will be much easier.

The core point is to be helped in a difficult situation, so the protagonists should not be too indifferent.

They are short of money, but they don't have the money to sell medicine. If they work harder, they can reach the capital.

So they entered the county town full of expectations, thinking that they would usher in a turning point, but they handed over the opportunity, and returned to the original point before they became "rich".

The instinct of a cool writer is there.

Lost here, they got elsewhere, fulfilling the book's theme of "helping each other".

The trick is to open champagne halfway and catch readers with a straight hook learned in a certain popular TV series.

The protagonist group was very happy to pick the Ganoderma lucidum, and imagined how to spend the money when they had money, but some people in the county had nowhere to seek medical treatment.

This is a clear indication that the protagonist group will lose the ganoderma lucidum, and there is another teardrop under the cool point.

Although the road ahead is very leisurely and interesting, not like traveling like traveling, but their emotions have always been a little depressed and sad.

When all the hardships come, you will be happy for nothing.

Here too is a controversial plot.

Some people think that human life is at stake, and it is too cold-blooded to ignore death.

Some people think that they are already so miserable, and they don't care what other people do.

That's all for today.

Ye Cunshan asked him where he thought the hydrology was, "I didn't see it."

Yuncheng said that the part from the perspective of passers-by was added, "Before writing cool articles, there would be lines from the perspective of passers-by, which are more commonly used. Here I use their mouths to express several evaluations. Because they are not too aggressive, they lose their emotional arousal. The functionality is lost, or the functionality is weak, but for this part of the content, I can’t use the protagonist’s mouth to say what they lost because of this, take a step back, and I don’t want the overall style of writing to be broken, and it’s been a long time since I changed it today.”

Ye Cunshan asked him to write according to his feeling, "There is no need to have so much pressure. Although you have a purpose in writing this article, you can just write normally."

Because I want to be a guide, and I don’t want to make many candidates hostile to their shop during the exam season, and be fished in troubled waters by other competing studies. Yuncheng writes very smoothly, and after finishing writing, he always thinks about what he didn’t deal with. I am worried that writing like this will not be popular.

This fire is not for making money, but for promoting popularity.

Yuncheng asked Ye Cunshan to take out all the manuscripts in the desk drawer. He arranged the order and asked Ye Cunshan to read it as a whole.

Taking the exam as the main line, it is a chronological development sequence, there are multiple map transitions, and there are very few conflicts. On the food, it takes a little more ink, and the overall word count is more than Yuncheng expected.

One point of slowness does not affect, two points of slowness will make people impatient, and everywhere is slow, this story is originally a book before going to bed-reading it will make you fall asleep.

Ye Cunshan made the same comment after reading it as a whole, "You can also ask Liu Xiaotian and Rou Niang to read it, and find someone who can't write scripts to read it."

Yun Cheng felt that it was impossible.

These two people have trust in him and think that everything he writes is good-looking.

He lowered his eyes to think about it, and said to Ye Cunshan, "How about I take it to the first floor to find someone to talk about?"

This book is in a hurry, and I don't have time to press the manuscript to prevent theft like the old ones. I will cooperate with taverns and teahouses, and then I will give priority to the storytelling of his family's first manuscript.

The main thing is to test the water first to see the effect, and spread the fastest influence, and the money is secondary.

Ye Cunshan frowned, "There is no problem on the first floor. The manuscript is engraved here. Isn't it possible to cooperate with Xiangshu Study?"

"Tell them to engrave craftsmen, and we will keep a copy of the carved blocks, and they will take as much as they carve for the rest."

Yuncheng looked at him.

Ye Cunshan raised his eyebrows, "What?"

Yuncheng shook his head, "I think your brain is very good, so I miss you."

Pressed manuscripts are used to prevent theft, because their engraving craftsmen are not enough, and they wait for the engraving every time.

After the authorization is released, it is also a new model. Except for a certain number of distribution books, the rest are engravings. If they want more books, they will go home and print them.

With this cooperation, you can prostitute other craftsmen for nothing.

Because the engraving plate is only kept by their family, the rest can be taken away, which is equivalent to the follow-up other studies do not need to spend money to buy engraving plates, just get an authorization, this part of Yuncheng will not pay labor costs, it is a new cooperation Way.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible, so he wrote it down in his notebook first, and decided to talk to Shopkeeper Jin and hand it over to Shopkeeper Jin.

Talking late at night, yawning in bed.

You can talk sour words when you get under the covers. Yuncheng wants to talk to Ye Cunshan about Ye Da, but he is afraid that Ye Cunshan will feel uncomfortable, so he insists on not talking.

But Ye Cunshan didn't want to talk about it, "wait for a reply."

After confirming Ye Da's situation, it's not too late for him to feel emotional.

Yuncheng thought about it, so he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Some people from the Minyi made a special trip, and it is estimated that it will take ten and a half months to bring back the news. After the journey is removed, it is the people from Jinghe Village who observed Ye Da.

Yuncheng wanted to finish the second half of the manuscript before there was any bad news.

The mist rose early in the morning, and instead of going out for a morning run, the two did aerobics and boxing in the yard to complete their morning exercises.

During the meal, Cunyin said that today he would take Wengu to the temple to pray for blessings. The couple saw that Cunyin was in good spirits and his eyes were not swollen, so they nodded in agreement and went out together.

Ye Cunshan went to the government school, and Yuncheng went to the Huaben shop.

Tell shopkeeper Jin about the new engraving method, and also give shopkeeper Jin the manuscript he proofread last night, asking him to find someone to copy it.

Let’s talk about the cooperation with the first floor, we have to test the waters first, “Other study and bookstores don’t want to offend our family. They are afraid that they won’t cooperate with them in the future. If they just talk about it, they will definitely agree, but this is the same as our family’s forcing , I don’t think there is a big problem on the first floor, you invite other shopkeepers to listen to the book together, and the money spent will be reimbursed at the shop.”

After the shopkeeper Jin agreed, Yuncheng stopped by Qian Manying's office area to look at the recent drawings.

Qian Manying really likes to draw. When he was working under Yuncheng, he studied hard, produced a lot of output, and took complete notes. He recorded everything he practiced at each stage.

This young master is not short of money to buy paper and ink, to record in stages, and to write personal experience.

The study notes moved to the shop are all in boxes. After a few pages of manuscripts, they are all his practice works. After writing the days, we can see the number of daily practice and the progress visible to the naked eye.

Last time, Yuncheng said that the basic skills of the team members must be practiced, and Qian Manying asked them to do the same.

They are all well-established painters, non-zero basic teaching, giving things to the past, all relying on self-consciousness.

For the time being, all the staff are here, and no one leaves halfway.

His drawing skills improved, but his original ability weakened, and he became the second Qian Manying, whose reproduction ability was the best. After leaving the copying pattern, he was completely blind, and could draw all kinds of weird things.

Yuncheng stared at it for a while, so that they all thought that Yuncheng wanted to tear up their drawings, Yuncheng asked them: "Don't you know how to refer to it?"

Referring to this thing, Yuncheng taught Qingyang and Qian Manying about comprehension and habitual creative methods. When Qingyang was not instructed at first, he would do angle-turning exercises.

Up to now, he has mastered the skills of plastic surgery and body shaping, and he can draw the posture of a big beauty if he just grabs a model and stands there.

Qian Manying's ability in this area is relatively weak, but he has generally passed the test, and it is enough to teach these painters.

When the question was given, it was Qian Manying who answered, "I skipped the step of basic skills before. I thought they could draw, so I started drawing comics directly."

Comic strips are story-telling and should not be scattered.

During the running-in period, there is also a draft first, and then refine it later, so they never need to think about what they want to draw.

When it comes to basic skills, the shortcomings are exposed.

Now the whole group is in the stage of practicing basic skills, and the creation of the comic strips is done by Qian Manying alone.

He's not dead-headed, he's been with Yun Cheng for a long time, he knows what Yun Cheng says, and he doesn't know how to speak subtext. The twenty drawings every day are just drafts.

The degree of completion is low, and the main practice is the story.

He is the team leader for the time being. To lead these painters, he has to revise manuscripts for others every day, and his painting skills have not fallen behind.

Yun Cheng did not deny everything this time, but gave him some hope, "It has improved a lot compared to before, this version can be kept, there can be a follow-up, and it can be refined."

If you can't draw it, it's a draft.

Just in time for the end of the month, two more days of busy work, Ye Cunshan took a rest, and the couple took their families to the first floor to listen to books.

Yuncheng wanted to hear comments from professionals, so he invited Yuan Mo and Liu Wenbai together.

Yuan Mo took Liu Xiaotian with him, but Liu Wenbai didn't take Brother Liang with him, saying that he had a big belly and it was not good to come to crowded places.

Gossip a few homely, the storyteller began to talk.

I have to say that a person who can be a storyteller in such a high-end restaurant has nothing to do with his professional ability.

Storytelling here is like talking about cross talk. You need to be able to throw burdens, hide hooks, and be able to interact with the audience to make the atmosphere of the venue warm.

He cohesively connected this manuscript very well. He found the core tone in such a short time to adapt. When the gavel slapped, he let out a long sigh. In the past year's rural examination, he attracted scholars who were rushing to take the exam.

There is a low and peak season for exams in Fucheng, and I feel deeply about this.

When the atmosphere was suppressed, the storyteller calmed down and told stories about a group of ordinary scholars rushing for exams.

Yuncheng looked down from the second floor to observe the audience's reaction.

I don't mention other emotions, I don't expect them to cry, what I want is to empathize, see the protagonist group get better, and feel happy for them from the bottom of my heart.

You don’t need to go to interviews to feel the experience. You will know the effect when you see that no one is urging you, and everyone is listening carefully.

Yuncheng breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of tea from his cup, and fed Yuanyuan a small piece of jujube cake.

Yuanyuan's habit has not changed, she looks at whoever speaks, even if she can't understand.

It's the same now, sitting on Ye Cunshan's lap, staring at the storyteller below, as if fascinated by it.

When Yuncheng put the jujube cake to her mouth, she ate it in one gulp, and looked at Yuncheng with a sweet smile, not seeming to be listening to the book seriously.

The draft test part is the content of ordinary storytelling. The manuscript of a speech is about [-] words. The original manuscript will be deleted and added as appropriate, and it will be changed into a vernacular manuscript suitable for storytelling.

Yuncheng is already in the vernacular style of writing, this manuscript has been modified with additions, everything is for the sake of on-the-spot effects, and the main plot remains unchanged.

After listening to it, the audience below were all urging, and were very concerned about whether the students' exams were going well or not.

In the private room upstairs, Liu Wenbai was impatient, and said to Yuncheng: "The style of this manuscript doesn't look like what our shop would accept. Could it be that it was rejected and sold here? I'll buy it back now." is there time?"

It was in the form of a manuscript. Yuncheng still asked the bookboy at home to dictate and proofread it by himself. His style of writing had changed again, so even when they knew that Yuncheng was writing manuscripts, no one thought that he wrote them.

Yun Cheng didn't say anything, after listening to Liu Wenbai's opinion, he looked at Yuan Mo and asked his opinion.

Yuan Mo said that he could buy it, "The manuscript sold to the restaurant should not be long. After buying it, ask him to take a look at the content behind it. According to this tone, the full text should be about 20 words."

He also said: "I'm afraid that this person will be rejected, and I have arrogance in my heart, and I don't want to give it to our family."

In other studies, there are also people who listen to books in restaurants and teahouses to pick up leaks. Some scripts are not suitable for multiple printing, and local sales are still good.

There will be no shortage of bidders at that time, and it will be very troublesome to negotiate.

Liu Wenbai: "Don't say that, what if this person is rejected by another family."

well.

They were also satisfied with the manuscript.

Yuncheng said: "I wrote this, you two should give me a price."

What a bargain at this price.

While chatting, Boss Lei from the first floor knocked on the door and served them a few more dishes. Knowing that they had children, they also served milk snacks.

Yuncheng often eats it at home, but it is very expensive to buy a copy outside.

He knew Boss Lei's intentions and asked Ye Cunshan to tell others.

The agreed cooperation requirements will not change, and the manuscript will be handed over to his family.

The time is when the book is released, not earlier.

Boss Lei just wanted to ask when it will be released. His restaurant is deeply bound to Yuncheng's shop, and he also knows about the release of Yuncheng's storybook. It's a bit long, it will take a year or two.

Ye Cunshan said that it will be over soon, in February of the next year.

It's "The Road to the Exam", and it will be released just before the exam.

Boss Lei felt relieved and told them to eat whatever they wanted, and he invited them for today's food and drink.

I have work to do, so I didn't stay on the first floor for long.

During the meal, Yuncheng asked Liu Wenbai and Yuan Mo what they expected for the follow-up development of this article, and today's dinner is over.

Liu Wenbai provided Yuncheng with local customs and customs as materials. He never thought that Yuncheng would use it in this way, and it didn't fit his style. He spoke very directly, "Everything needs to be tuned in the future, otherwise I won't like to watch it. "

Yuan Mo said that the front is very similar to a travel diary, and the mood is very boring. It seems that he is going to turn to the city map, which means the same thing as Liu Wenbai, and it must be the same when turning.

Once this matter is confirmed, Yuncheng can rest assured to write later.

On the way home, Liu Xiaotian told Yuncheng that his shop was closed.

After careful consideration, I decided to abandon the business in the early winter and deepen the shop first. The helper will use Brother Liang's eldest brother for the time being, and will expand the scale before the year to earn money for the New Year.

This is expected to take ten days and a half months.

It was a pity that Yuncheng couldn't eat chicken feet anymore, so Liu Xiaotian asked him if he wanted it, "Xie Yanqing likes to eat it. I heard that my place is closed, so I asked him to come and ask if I can buy it at home."

For small orders from big customers, Liu Xiaotian can handle them all by himself.

One pot can cook a lot, so he wanted to ask Yun Cheng.

For a few acquaintances, he will do some work together, and when he comes again, he will not be busy.

Of course Yuncheng wants it.

Let's leave today, and then we will be busy.

Entering November, ushered in a few days of rain.

The rain this year is smaller than in previous years, and the fine rain particles are densely packed in the air, which looks like thick fog.

On this rainy day, a young postman came to visit and brought a letter from Huaicheng.

Yun Cheng thought it was mailed to the General's Mansion last time, and the letter asking about Lu Ying's safety received an answer. Looking at the name on it, he found out that it was for the bank.

Cunyin was stunned, taking the time to go back to the house to get the reward, he took the letter back to the room, opened it and saw that it was written in Lu Ying's flamboyant handwriting, and in just one sentence, he could see the willful and unruly spirit.

"I don't know whose little brother can't hide the sour smell."

When people are emotional, they will do things that they can't understand.

At that time, I only wanted to be refreshing, but the more I thought about it afterwards, the more I regretted it, and I felt unbelievable and at a loss about my thoughts at the time.

Afterwards, in the precipitation of time, it slowly fell into dust and became covered with dust. If you take a closer look, you can't see clearly what is hidden inside.

This sentence brought the bitter wind of Huaicheng, blowing away the dust, and also woke up the spirit of Cunyin, and drew out his response to the letter of "Marriage Inquiry" as far back as May. .

It's a tone of yin and yang.

He said that it is good for Lu Ying to get married, and he will not be bored in the future, so he doesn't have to write him all the way.

Cunyin's face quickly turned red.

He hated the font of Lu Ying's letter, it was sharper than the introverted square characters, as if everyone was looking at him from thousands of miles away.

He stuffed the letter under the pillow indiscriminately, took the silver and went out, entertaining people as usual. After sending the postman away, he said to Yuncheng: "I wrote a letter last time asking about my marriage. After I wrote back, he said he knew." .”

After the letter passed Yuncheng's hand, it was thin to the touch, and it didn't look like it had written a lot.

This time, I didn’t have any other items. I think it’s because the border sent a letter to Kyoto, and I took it along the way. The lighter the better, the reason why it’s not convenient to take it.

He just wondered, "Then why is your face so red?"

Cunyin said, "I never thought my cousin would ask about my marriage."

This young man is thin-skinned and shy, it's normal for him to blush when talking about marriage.

Lu Ying and Cunyin have no real relationship, they only left an impression during that year's short time together, compared to the friendship they have had with pen pals for many years, they are not so much brothers as friends.

Being asked about marriage by a male friend is different from being asked by a relative at home.

This is a small episode, so small that Yuncheng only said something to Ye Cunshan before going to bed, Ye Cunshan didn't say anything after listening, and mentioned his little pen pal Cheng Wenjie by the way, "I won't write, let's talk about such ink marks, one thing He's tired of talking for months."

He also snorted, "I didn't see him bothering to write to Cunyin before, but he talked to me sourly, saying that Cunyin won't write to him anymore."

Yun Cheng coaxed.

Counting the days, in a few days, the letter from Jinghe Village should arrive.

The husband and wife have a tacit understanding and don't mention it, just hurry up and finish the matter at hand before talking about it.

Brother and sister-in-law didn't ask, but Cunyin chose to remain silent between confession and unnecessary confession.

He thought, it's not an important matter, and it's a disadvantage to argue with others, so he won't sneak around in front of his elder brother and sister-in-law.

It's just that in the next few days, when he hid and put away the letters, he felt that there was something in his heart that wanted to run out, and the beating of that heart became tighter.

He was lying on the kang and could hear his heart beating.

When my mind was empty, I was squeezed into a man's voice.

Wrapped in the cold of the north wind, he had a fierce aura, and the resistance also squeezed into his mind, saying that he had a strong sour smell.

Sour ass.

Catch the sunny day, deposit silver to boil water to take a bath on this day.

Jinghe village's reply came.

The bad news is that Ye Cunshan guessed it right, Ye Da seemed to be holding on with one breath, the foundation was almost hollowed out, and all that was left was an old and wrinkled skin.

The good news is that Ye Cunshan has won Ye Da in the psychological warfare, and Ye Da will not come to Fucheng anymore.

Knowing that he was willing to take his youngest son to Fucheng, Ye Da was so happy that he set off more than a dozen firecrackers. People from the next village all came to ask what the happy event was, so he naturally told everyone.

He was still very vigilant, afraid that Ye Gen would stop him for Ye Cunshan's future, so after setting off the firecrackers, he went to pack his things, and wanted to send his youngest son to Fucheng himself.

Thanks to the cooperation of all the families in the village for this good news.

I also want to thank Ye Da for his work in the past two years, allowing everyone to understand his temperament clearly.

Ye Gen didn't stop him, not only didn't stop him, he also gave 20 taels of silver. When Ye Da paid the pension money in advance, he told him to take the money with him on the way.

He also told him to be smart when going out, not to make noise like in the village, and asked him to keep some money with him, so that if he was not used to living in Fucheng, he could still rent a boat to come back.

Ye Da took it, and was very proud.

After leaving Ye Gen's house, every family came to congratulate him, and said that when he went to Fucheng to enjoy happiness in the future, he realized that something was wrong.

The enjoyment that the villagers talk about is different from the enjoyment he understands.

He hurriedly went back to look for Ye Gen, Ye Gen was very kind to him, looking at him as if looking at the hope of the whole village, and earnestly advised him to go to Fucheng to raise his children, "Your family's four sons are all promising, who in the village Not envious?"

So Ye Da understood Ye Gen's eyes.

This is to let him burn himself and cultivate talents for the village, so as to honor his ancestors.

Ye Da has vanity, but he doesn't want to do it by himself.

When Ye Cunshan studied in his early years, he wanted Ye Cunshan to be admitted as a scholar and shine in the family, but he didn't support it with a penny.

Now that the youngest son has a chance to make a fortune, he is happy, but it is impossible for him to raise himself.

The problem is here.

He thought that he enjoyed the blessing because he didn't do anything, and the two sons were handed over to Ye Cunshan and Yun Cheng. As an elder, he also had to be taken care of by Haosheng.

In fact, the people in the village, including Ye Gen, what they said to enjoy Qingfu meant that after he went to Fucheng, he would also take care of his children and enjoy the blessings that others praised his son for his success.

Go to Fucheng, or take the children.

His back hurt, and he was suddenly sluggish.

After returning home, Chen Jinhua stabbed him in the heart, "Do you know what year next year is?"

Ye Da didn't bother to talk to her, Chen Jinhua said: "In the year of the township examination, your eldest son is going to take the Juren exam, so I caught your own father under his nose and stared at him to prevent you from being a monster. Of course you have to take care of the child yourself, and you will have to take care of it in the future." Work as a long-term worker for his family, and if you are busy, you won't have time to make troubles to ruin his career!"

This thorn really pierced into the bottom of Ye Da's heart.

When the time comes to Fucheng, his son faces Yuncheng, and Yuncheng's back is against the Grand Master's Mansion. He has no relatives, and he is in a different place with no way to find a way. This is not a blessing.

But it is absolutely impossible to send the son alone.The son is sent away, just like depositing silver, and we have to separate from him.

Ye Da's waist was in pain.

In this pain, he was awakened by Chen Jinhua's words.

Couldn't he also watch Chen Jinhua take care of the children at home?

Right under his nose, Chen Jinhua didn't dare to teach the child to be divorced from him.

So in the letter sent back, there was only one loss - the 20 taels of silver that was advanced to Ye Da in advance was gone.

The pension has to be paid every year, and the money is paid by Ye Cunshan.

A problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.

After Ye Da didn't take care of his children, his body and spirit would recover.

He doesn't like Chen Jinhua now, and staring at Chen Jinhua's work might give him a sense of pleasure, which is good for his recovery.

When the pressure was on Chen Jinhua's side, it was difficult for Yuncheng and Cunyin to talk about it. When Ye Cunshan came back at night and showed him the letter, Ye Cunshan burned the letter directly, so as not to spread it later, and it became evidence of his unfilial piety.

Let this half-way couple hurt each other.

Ye Cunshan said that in just over a year, the child will be able to run around, so he does not need to be hugged frequently. Then it will be a day of flying around, and he does not need to hug the child all the time, and he does not have to wake up day and night, and his body can bear it.

This time, he and Yuncheng were generous in sending the letter, saying that if the aunt was free and could go to the house to help, it was counted as hiring someone to help.

Hiring people in the village is cheap, and Ye Cunshan thinks that he is eating less pancakes every day.

After this matter was settled, the big rock hanging on the family's hearts fell to the ground.

I saved silver and went to the stove house to add two side dishes, and I enjoyed my dinner.

During the daytime, Cunyin boiled water and Yuncheng took a bath to wash their hair. At night, Ye Cunshan smelled the fragrance of Yuncheng's body and felt that he was dirty. Before going to sleep, he ran out to take a shower, bringing in a cold air, and was caught Yun Cheng scolded for half an hour, "I don't think you are much better than your father, but do your best. If you are sick, I will kick you out."

Ye Cunshan was shameless and hugged him to keep him warm.

The warmest place was in the depths of a certain place, and Yuncheng was so noisy that he didn't have the energy to scold him, so he stopped a little and asked Yuncheng if he missed him.

Yuncheng threw away the fun of husband and wife, picked up the label of incomprehensible style, and said, "I think so, I want to scold you."

When I first slept, I always called Ye Cunshan a dog.

Later, Ye Cunshan knew the meaning of the male dog's waist, and he regarded this curse as a compliment, Yuncheng hadn't scolded for a long time.

It's also because the sound insulation at home is not good, so it's hard to say when there are too many people.

Ye Cunshan maintained a tacit understanding by himself, put a "bark" in his ear, and regarded Yun Cheng as scolding.

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