A little sweet through the fragrant

After lunch, they went down the mountain, took their savings, and went to meet people at the entrance of the village.

The paper shop opened on the fifth day of the lunar new year, and many people went to the county today, so Ye Gen used all the ox carts in the village to send them off.

There were too many people and few cars, and there were luggages. Ye Cunshan and Ye Xiaofei, a few young and strong men, walked below, and the others were in the car.

Ye Yan wanted to go down several times on the road, but was held back by Ye Liang, "You don't know what your physique is? You are not as agile as I am. Let you go down. It's hard to say whether you can walk to the county tonight."

Ye Yan blushed and didn't dare to argue anymore.

He is a frail scholar, not as good as a middle-aged and elderly person who has been doing farm work all year round.

Yuncheng, Cunyin, and Ye Qingyang are in the same car, and Cunyin is still living in the paper shop this year, discussing with Ye Qingyang to renovate the kang in the house.

"It seems to be blocked inside, one side is very hot, and the other side is icy cold."

Ye Qingyang is fine, no objection.

He is not thinking about it now, he is guessing what kind of person the scholar-in-law Ye Cunshan introduced to him will be.

I want to ask Yuncheng, but I see that the bank is nearby, so it's hard to ask.

They chatted all the way, and when they arrived in the county, they separated.

Ye Cunshan took Yuncheng home, and the others went to the paper shop to pack and count the goods.

Years ago, the house was dusted and cleaned carefully, and now it can be lived in after a little tidying up.

When Ye Cunshan entered the house, he set the kang on fire, and told Yuncheng that he would order milk and goat milk tomorrow, "Don't you still want to grow taller? If you have money, you can order it. If the big bones still need to be stewed, you can put them on the stove. Drinking water is enough to make up for it.”

Bone soup is boring to drink every day. Ye Cunshan boils one rib with five or six bowls of water, and the resulting soup has a slightly sweet taste, not as strong as pure bone soup.

The rest that he couldn't drink, he used to cook the noodles under the dumplings after studying at night, and it could also be used as a soup base.

Yuncheng doesn't drink goat milk, "I'm not used to it."

Glancing at Ye Cunshan, he told him, "I still want to go to the medical center to feel my pulse."

"Where are you uncomfortable?"

After Ye Cunshan finished asking, he didn't wait for Yuncheng to reply. He looked up and found that Yuncheng's face was red, and he thought about the words himself, and realized.

"Okay, I'll accompany you tomorrow at noon."

Yuncheng didn't answer, and took out the window grille.

Before leaving the county, the couplets were pasted outside the courtyard. The window grilles were brought back to the village. The houses on both sides of them were small, and there were still some left over after pasting them up. .

Yuncheng told him: "Actually, when it comes to stacking paper, I know some gadgets, but with such delicate ones, I can't."

He helped his sister with homework, and he was able to do some children's crafts.

Back in the room, he pulled a few pieces of waste manuscript paper out of the mangosteen box in Ye Cun, cut them into squares, folded them on the table for a while, and then used the cut long strips of paper to wipe off the paste left over from the window grilles After finalizing the shape, he gave Ye Cunshan a paper rose.

Yun Cheng looked at it quite emotionally, Ye Cunshan stretched out his hand and he refused, "Give me a small mountain seal first."

We were busy during the Chinese New Year, so we made up together when we mentioned it, stamped each other according to the number of days, Ye Cunshan was very happy with the flowers, and asked Yuncheng what kind of flower it was, "Chinese rose?"

Yuncheng said it was a rose.

There are no roses in Jinghe Village, Ye Cunshan wanted to ask if it was Black and White Wuchang who showed him.

Yuncheng told him to shut up in advance, "If you ask again, you won't have any flowers."

That doesn't work.

Ye Cunshan went to the desk, cleared out a pen holder, and put flowers alone.

Seeing his cautious appearance, Yuncheng knew that Ye Cunshan would definitely take the flowers to the academy to show off tomorrow.

He sighed, thinking that one flower was too shabby, so he stacked two more flowers for Ye Cunshan.

It was already afternoon when we set off, after clearing up, the sky darkened. After eating and washing, the two of them sat facing each other on the kang.

Ye Cunshan read and endorsed the book, and Yuncheng continued to embroider the zodiac pendant.

His hands are quick, and he has embroidered a dozen or so cute creatures these days.

It's a pity that until they set off to the county, Liu Dazhi didn't hear from him that no one else wanted to buy this exquisite embroidery sample.

Ye Cunshan asked him to embroider during the day, "Aren't you afraid of hurting your eyes?"

Yuncheng said: "It's been a while now, "Zuo Son-in-law" is selling well, and they should be engraved and printed in the next year. If I embroider the pendant early and send it over, maybe the Du family will call a boat to go to Kyoto again. From time to time to prevent theft and earn a fortune, we will not have to worry about it this year.”

He is very motivated to make money, and he said before that he would buy a lot of books for Ye Cunshan, but now he hasn't bought any of them, it seems like he is lying after a long delay.

Ye Cunshan rubbed his nose, he was not used to being raised by others, and his mind was a little distracted when he read the book. Thinking of the price increase of wool that Ye Wangzu said before, he should take some time to have a look.

Before going to bed, the couple did eye exercises together.

Ye Cunshan was not afraid of the cold, and even got out of bed to do radio gymnastics. Yun Cheng lay down on the bed and did plank for a few seconds. This exercise felt slow to him, and he also wanted to leapfrog and run to exercise his physique.

It's a pity that the house is small, and it's too cold outside, so now it's wrapped up like rice dumplings, and I can't move around.

Early the next morning, the new year started.

Ye Cunshan packed his things and checked his schoolbag. Yun Cheng didn't stay in bed, he went out to buy something and came back early, and then he squatted at the door and brushed his teeth slowly.

He felt that he was gradually becoming careless. Before, he didn't dare to go out without washing his face and brushing his teeth.

Ye Cunshan said to him: "You wait for me at home at noon, or go to the academy to find me, and I will accompany you to the medical clinic."

When he takes care of his body, the two of them will not be far away from having a baby.

With all his strength, Ye Cunshan put his schoolbag on his back and went to the academy, not forgetting to take three paper roses with him before he left.

Yun Cheng looked at it for a while and laughed, thinking about the purpose of going to the clinic, he felt ashamed.

Early in the morning, buddy Yu came to find Yuncheng and gave him the rest of the finishing fee.

The second young master said that just by looking at the behavior of merchants who bought out the store's inventory years ago, you can predict the popularity of "Zuo Son", and you don't need to wait for the people in Kyoto to come back to give feedback.

The silver ticket for Yuncheng was 100 taels, and Yu's buddy also brought a sentence: "It's not easy to go south and north, and the road is far away and the cost is high. The second young master asked you to bring a message and ask your lord if you can hold on to this book." Write more books first, and we will take more engravings to other places at a time."

Yuncheng received the bank note, his heart was burning hot, he almost slipped his mouth, but the words turned around, "Okay, I'll let him hurry up and write."

Clerk Yu rubbed his nose, thinking that the second young master’s judgment was accurate, and he wanted to tell Ye Cunshan himself that he might use the excuse of studying for the imperial examination and not waste energy on novels, just refuse directly, and just procrastinate slowly. Write.

Telling his husband is different. He is happy to take the money and will supervise.

Compensation should be given for delaying people's study, Yu said, "Second Young Master will send a copy of the homework that Dai Juren left for Eldest Young Master."

It's a compensation.

Yun Cheng's eyes lit up, he didn't expect Ye Xiaoshan to take the blame for him, and there would be this benefit.

"Okay, I will urge him to write!"

After seeing off Buddy Yu, Cuyin knocked on the door again and brought him monthly money.

"We welcome the God of Wealth on the fifth day of this year. The patriarch picks a date to distribute the monthly money. I will send it to you as soon as I get it."

Yun Cheng accepted it with a smile, and asked if the shop was busy today, "If you are not busy, you can stay and continue to learn embroidery. Anyway, you know how to sweater, and you don't need money."

Cunyin said: "I can't do it today. Brother Qingyang is going to pay New Year's greetings to his master. Xiaofei will help me unblock the kang. I have to work as a waiter in front for a day."

Yuncheng took two meat buns for him, and Cunyin happily took them away.

When Yuncheng got two sums of silver, Ye Cunshan also got a reward from the academy.

The academy keeps score in the monthly exam, and if you score eight points a year, you can get a piece of green mountain ink.

He dropped out of school in November last year, so he was naturally one point less than others. He finally got this number and got a lot of congratulations.

Those who came to congratulate him all saw the three paper flowers on the table.

The classmates had already discovered that Ye Cunshan also liked to show off, and they all tacitly agreed not to mention this. After holding back Ye Cunshan, he put the ink stick in his schoolbag, and went to find Du Zhichun.

When Du Zhichun showed off before, he never felt that there was a problem with his personality.

Seeing Ye Cunshan now, he complained about just a few paper flowers, and patted his small schoolbag, "Did you see it? My girl embroidered the title picture on the gold list for me."

Ye Cunshan glanced, "I have four words more than you."

His words are to study hard and make progress every day.

Du Zhichun: "..."

He changed the subject: "Comparing with the plan, tossing your wife all day is nothing."

Ye Cunshan felt that being able to toss his wife all day long was his greatest skill.

His plan was originally made by Yuncheng for him. Small holes were punched on the edge of the paper, the bamboo strips were cut short, holes were drilled against the distance between the holes on the paper, and hemp rope was tied and slipknots were tied.

This is the loose-leaf book, which is easy to add and modify.

Du Zhichun also wanted this book after reading it, and felt that he was like a scholar who would only follow the trend, so he didn't like it, so he didn't say he wanted it, and just concentrated on counting what Ye Cunshan studied every day, to see which of them studied many.

Ye Cunshan sought truth from facts, went to bed early on the 29th day of the new year, and wrote truthfully when he learned less. By New Year's Eve, it doubled. The catalog alone marked a page, and there were more than a dozen items.

Du Zhichun did the math, and the two were about the same.

"I have more poems than you, but the imperial examination does not test poetry."

Even if a talented person can't compose poetry, his reputation will be greatly reduced.

To put it closer, he was like a mute, unable to utter a word at the poetry meeting held among his classmates.

Going far, I will write poems at the Luming Banquet in high school in the future, and I will stand up in public and say I can't.

As he said that, Du Zhichun turned another page. It was not about learning, but this kind of thing:

"Touch the fabric of my clothes, is it your husband's material?"

"From now on, I can only call you you, because you are in my heart."

……

Du Zhichun couldn't understand, but he was shocked.

He closed the book and opened it again:

"I think I'm so playful, I like your appearance every day."

Du Zhichun closed the book with a snap and returned it to Ye Cunshan.

What's going on with this couple!

Why are you so greasy!

It's okay to be tired of crooked at home, and write it in a notebook!

He had endless brain storms, and several other classmates came over and asked to borrow their planners.

Du Zhichun handed over his notebook without hesitation, seeing Ye Cunshan smiling and handing over the plan to his classmates, his whole body went numb.

He doesn't flaunt such things!

One lesson passed.

Du Zhichun suddenly said to Ye Cunshan without beginning or end, "My Rouniang wrote love poems to me."

Ye Cunshan became interested in learning poetry, and asked him to recommend a few books, "I'll go back and have a look."

Du Zhichun: "..."

I can't show you anymore, can I?

After school at noon, Ye Cunshan hurried out of the academy.

Yuncheng was already waiting outside. He did not know what to wear around his neck, which could cover half of his small face, and wearing earmuffs, he stood there fluffy.

When Ye Cunshan got closer, he realized that it was wool fabric, which was soft to the touch. Yuncheng said it was a scarf, "It's warm."

Ye Cunshan was very angry, and Yuncheng surrounded him for a while, and he became dry. After taking it off, he wrapped it around Yuncheng, and then held his hand, and found sweat in his palm.

Ye Cunshan asked him if he was afraid, "In fact, it was very fast. After feeling the pulse and asking a few questions, I took the medicine and went home. When the time comes, let's ask if I can take diet therapy or not take medicine."

After all, Yuncheng is not sick, so he just wants to take care of his body and give birth to a baby.

When Yuncheng mentioned this matter, he became a little dumb, with only one face that couldn't hide his emotions. The more Ye Cunshan talked, the more his face became redder.

After talking about it, Ye Cunshan couldn't continue to comfort him, for fear that his face would burn too much and his heart beat too fast, which would affect the doctor's judgment when he went to the medical clinic.

Yuncheng also wanted to divert his attention, and told Ye Cunshan that he took the retouching fee and the monthly money, and the retouching fee was too much. He was so happy that he pulled Ye Cunshan's small arm, and pulled the person towards him, making the person's body crooked , leaned into his ear and said, "There are a hundred..."

Ye Cunshan understood without saying anything later.

He said to Yuncheng, "Okay, I'll bring you footwashing water when I get home."

Yuncheng hit him lightly, did he really consider himself a son-in-law?

The two walked across the street corner and turned into the medical hall.

On the second floor of the street restaurant, the faces of Du Zhichun and a group of classmates were all wrinkled.

After getting married, will you change people like this?

They were all people who wanted to read Ye Cunshan's plan in the morning, but were shocked by the earthy love words.

I didn't expect to be shown face to face when I went out for a meal.

Huang Ze closed the window, "His husband looks like this, it makes sense for him to be fascinated."

Du Zhichun agreed with this evaluation, "Yes, he is fascinated, you can see that he is not normal!"

Ye Yan sat drinking tea and recalled carefully, but he couldn't remember what Ye Cunshan was like when he was not married.

On the other side, Ye Cunshan brought Yun Cheng to meet Lang Zhong.

Yuncheng has rich experience in seeing doctors and asking for medicines, and he is not nervous in the environment, but just shy.

When the doctor took his pulse, he said directly that he wanted to take care of his body and prepare for pregnancy.

Others just ask what to say.

Doctors throughout the ages may have been like this, from the number of intercourse, the frequency of intercourse, where the intercourse is uncomfortable, to the end: "No intercourse? Oh."

The result of seeing a doctor is that even if I want diet therapy, I still have to drink a few sticks of traditional Chinese medicine first.

Yuncheng only felt that he was weak, malnourished, and his stomach was not good, but otherwise he was no different from ordinary people.

Ye Cunshan was frightened after being touched by the doctor for many problems, the body cold was the lightest.

In the end, let’s not talk about diet therapy, grabbed the medicine and took him out to eat, and bought a large bag of candied fruit when the food was served, "It can remove the bitter taste."

Yuncheng himself is fine. He has taken medicine for many years, and his medicine jar physique is much better now than in his previous life. "It's nothing serious, and only two bowls of medicine a day."

He used to be hospitalized with injections every now and then.

Ye Cunshan looked at Yuncheng, "You don't know the pain of traditional Chinese medicine."

There is no time to elaborate on the lunch break, Yuncheng is not a small society who dare not leave the house now, after parting, he carried the traditional Chinese medicine and candied candy, bought a medicine jar, and after returning home in the afternoon, scalded it with hot water and washed it according to the The method taught by the doctor began to decoct the medicine.

In the afternoon, I guard the stove, add warm water to turn over the medicinal materials.

Fry it three times before and after, and pour it out into a large bowl. This bowl is divided into two small bowls, and you can drink it once in the morning and after dinner.

He brought the medicine to the heating table, and covered it with a wooden basin to keep it warm.

Liu Xiaotian didn't come over until the sixth day of the lunar new year, and Ye Cunshan bought some food at night and came back to eat with him. Seeing that his medicine was cooked, there was a faint bitter smell in the room, and his mood was complicated.

Yuncheng asked him if he drank it, "It smells pretty good to me."

Ye Cunshan picked up vegetables for him, "You complained when the fish gallbladder was cut and stained with bile, don't you complain now?"

Yuncheng felt that medicine should be bitter, but food should not be bitter.

Ye Cunshan said that he would be able to eat bitter gourd in a few months, Yuncheng disliked it, "I don't eat it, I don't like it."

Ye Cunshan was distressed that he would drink bitter soup and medicine for a long time if he didn't endure hardship, so he gave him vegetables.

He also didn't want to make the atmosphere bitter and bitter, so he told Yuncheng several ways to make bitter gourd, "I'll make you a plate at that time, and you're sure to like it if you eat it."

His cooking skills are rough, he just adds ordinary oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar to it, and he doesn't know how to handle food very delicately. Just like him, he is very simple.

Yun Cheng was also moved when he heard this, so he agreed.

Ye Cunshan also said: "I went to order milk by the way after school, and someone will deliver it every day. You can see how you drink it."

Anyway, I can no longer make milk jelly, and I can’t eat too much fruit, saying that my sex is cold.

Fortunately, the pears I bought this year have already been eaten, and there are only two or three persimmons left, which is fine.

After these few doses of medicine are finished, I can slowly resume my eating habits, and it will be fine if I don’t eat too much.

After the meal, Yuncheng strolled around the house to eat, and told Ye Cunshan that his buddy Yu had brought a message in the afternoon, "The second young master of his family asked me to write more books, and take them away together when the time comes, so as to save some round trip expenses."

"They thought you wrote it, and they were afraid of delaying your study, and they said they would send a copy of Dai Juren's homework to Du Zhichun."

While Yun Cheng was happy, he was also afraid that Ye Cunshan would not like it. After all, this was the benefit of concealing the truth.

Ye Cunshan always listens to the truth of the story, he believes that relying on others is worse than relying on himself, he is afraid that he will refuse.

Ye Cunshan really frowned.

Du's study did not take care of the students unconditionally.

They have never read Du Zhichun's many books.

Mr. Juren, please come here, and will not share it with other students.

It was a matter of course, and no one would say anything.

Du Zhichun is now planning to make this book public. In fact, there are also topics left by Mr. Juren on it, but they are relatively extensive, just like the homework catalog they wrote themselves.

In the "Four Books", there are only categories of classics, righteousness, theory, policy, article breaking, inheritance, and couplets.

After all, the plan book is only that big, and no amount of words will seem cumbersome.

Yun Cheng said weakly: "Or should I refuse tomorrow?"

Ye Cunshan was also struggling in his heart. His family did not have this kind of learning resources.

According to Mr. Du, there are places to pass the exam everywhere, and there is only one academy in the county. He is the best in it.

But who doesn't want to learn more.

Even this kind of knowledge must be aboveboard.

Ye Cunshan said: "I'll tell Du Zhichun tomorrow, he likes to show off and is arrogant, if you ask him to keep it a secret, he won't tell."

Yun Cheng sighed inwardly and did not persuade him.

It's better to earn more money and hire a tutor for Ye Xiaoshan!

At this point, it's time to drink medicine.

Yuncheng has experience in drinking traditional Chinese medicine. He can't keep thinking that the medicine is bitter and doesn't want to drink it, nor can he drink it slowly in small sips, just like drinking water normally.

Se Tang didn't brush his teeth well. After rinsing his mouth, he took the toothbrush cup and squatted at the gate of the courtyard. After rinsing his teeth, he brushed his teeth much faster than usual.

Ye Cunshan had prepared candy to feed him, but he didn't, seeing Yun Cheng's action, he was surprised, "You don't even eat candy? Isn't it bitter?"

Yuncheng responded vaguely: "Eat it by yourself, I'm afraid that if you eat these sweet things at night, your teeth will be damaged."

Before Yuncheng, Ye Cunshan had never seen such a fastidious person.

I have to brush my teeth before going to bed, and when I get up at night and have a late-night snack, I have to come out to brush my teeth shivering while wrapped in a cotton coat.

Ye Cunshan checked, and Yuncheng's teeth are all good, so he doesn't know what he is afraid of.

"Okay, let's keep you as a snack."

After everything was cleaned up, the couple sat facing each other on the kang as usual, studying and working.

Yuncheng wrote the outline of the plot later in the afternoon when he was decocting the medicine, and now he is writing like a fly.

Yuan Mo has proofread and transcribed two volumes of manuscripts for him. He is familiar with his style and can already recognize his simple characters with "missing arms and legs". Similarly, combined with the context, even blind guesses can be guessed.

If you are in a hurry, Yuncheng is very free, not to mention the simplified characters throughout the article, but to draw wavy lines directly in relatively unimportant places.

This wavy line is the appearance of each character.

In the novel "The Son-in-law", the main wife's appearance is described the most and the most gorgeous.

Yuncheng doesn't like harem literature, this book is about monogamy.

Yuncheng is not as rich in rhetoric and vocabulary to describe people's appearance as Yuanmo.

He couldn't write some archaic descriptions, such as "hands are like catkins, skin is like creamy fat", etc.

The description of the modern style is very fragmented when quoted. This part is drawn with wavy lines and asked Yuan Mo to fill it in for him, which is still tasteful.

Of course, this is another price.

He, who can't stay up all night, didn't need Ye Cunshan's reminder, he yawned at that point, and then he put down his pen and rubbed his wrist after finishing a sentence.

His hands were cold after lying on the small table on the kang for a long time, Ye Cunshan covered his hands when he saw him stop writing.

Yuncheng ordered him, "I still need to pinch."

Ye Cunshan's hands were strong, and when he rubbed and pressed a few times, Yuncheng felt sore for a while, and there was no good place in his palm, it hurt everywhere he pressed, and he could continue to press after the pain, Ye Cunshan sent him to sleep.

"Okay, this is not a massage in exchange for a seal, but the duration."

If you really want him to change it, he is not willing to ask Ye Cunshan to delay and study by cooking lamp oil.

Said that he must become very rich one day, and then he will ask ten or eight little maids to serve him.

"One rubs the shoulders, the other beats the legs, the other beats the fan, and the other picks the ears. I put the food in my mouth, and I have to peel the grapes first..."

There must also be a warm quilt under the quilt, and it will be warm when you lie down, which is much more luxurious than burning a kang.

Pure natural!

Yuncheng hadn't fallen asleep yet, but was amused by the dream for a while.

When he was about to fall asleep, he felt that there was someone lying beside him, so out of habit, he turned over and nestled into Ye Cunshan's arms to rub against him.

I heard Ye Cunshan say: "Either we will have children a few years later, and you can raise them more."

Yuncheng would talk back even when he fell asleep, "You think the child will come when he says so."

The doctor said that the color of his pregnancy mole can only mean that he is prone to conceive in the group of brothers and sisters, which is still worse than that of women.

Then the foundation is too poor, easy to slip tires.

Yun Cheng frowned, he was about to wake up, Ye Cunshan patted him on the back, "Sleep, it's fine."

He stretched his brows again and fell asleep.

The sixth day was the day when Liu Xiaotian came to work, and he was still in the middle of the year. When he came over, he brought Yuncheng a New Year's gift, which was fish noodles made by him.

The fish noodles have been dried and are hard to the touch. When they are boiled in a pot or stewed in soup, they are easy to be stewed. They are not as tough as real noodles, and they are soft in the mouth.

Liu Xiaotian smelled the medicine and wondered, "Are you feeling unwell?"

He never considered that it was Ye Cunshan who was sick. Ye Cunshan was tall and strong, not a weak person.

Yun Cheng was shy, "I'm taking care of my body and want to have a child."

Liu Xiaotian was very happy for him, and asked if it was an earthen prescription or what, "Don't drink earthen prescriptions, some earthen prescriptions are just tonic prescriptions, and there is nothing wrong with drinking them, and there is no effect of preventing pregnancy."

Yun Cheng explained it to him, and Liu Xiaotian was relieved.

He put down his things and started to work, helping Yuncheng decoct medicine and boil fresh milk for him.

After lunch was finished, he took the manuscript from Yuncheng again. Yuncheng gave a lot of money this time, and it was a one-time settlement without change.

"I don't have a school team myself, so if I ask Mr. Yuan to help me fill in the words, the extra fee is the cost of filling in the words."

Liu Xiaotian wiped his hands and took it.

He also wanted to inquire about something for Yuan Mo today, so he was embarrassed to say it.

I had to go back in time for lunch, so I didn't run into Mr. Yuncheng's family, so I lowered my head and closed my eyes and said it quickly.

"My family, Yuan Mo, also wants to try writing a novel. What he thinks is something you get for nothing... Bah, it's a story about lying down and winning your life..."

The following content was told to Yun Cheng as Yuan Mo said.

Liu Xiaotian had memorized all these words, and was afraid that something might go wrong during the questioning, which would make the result different.

He and Yuan Mo's small family have no ability to resist risks, and they should be more cautious when it comes to money.

Yun Cheng naturally supported it, "Well, I want to be a salted fish too."

He called Liu Xiaotian and so on, "I'll write a few key points."

Salted fish can't be salted all the time, and salted fish should also be branched.

Whether it's for yourself, for your lover, or for your dreams, there must always be a fulcrum.

Even if it is for a good night's sleep, there must be a motive, otherwise the whole story will not have a focus, and readers will not understand what is being written.

Yun Cheng said: "I haven't prepared anything, just take this thing back, it's my annual gift to you."

Liu Xiaotian still wanted to thank him, but Yun Cheng waved his hand, "Mr. Yuan hastened to proofread and transcribe for me, I have to thank him!"

In the manuscript era, the risk of finding someone to copy is also great.

In particular, "Zuo Son" has already become a best-seller, but if he thinks a little bit wrongly, if he sends this book out, someone else will print it first.

Ye Cunshan also inquired about the character of the couple, after getting along during this time, Yuncheng had a good impression of Liu Xiaotian.The couple can trust them.

"I'm in a hurry to rush this manuscript. I will rush to draft it these days. It will take him a while."

Proofreading his manuscript in simplified font is also exhausting, and Yuan Mo's own creation will be delayed.

Liu Xiaotian scratched his face in embarrassment, and stuttered what Yuan Mo meant, "He asked if you could help him take a look? He can copy a copy for you for free."

It's all about reading a manuscript, Yuncheng still counts on Yuan Mo to continue to do full-time proofreading for him, "It's all trivial, just bring it to me when the time comes."

The chat was delayed for a while, when Ye Cunshan came back, Liu Xiaotian had just left, the two nodded politely, Yun Cheng knew the etiquette of this era when he saw them.

"I didn't avoid suspicion when I went out to see Yuan Mo."

Ye Cunshan: "That's different. When you meet on the street, even if you go to the teahouse, there are many people."

He had something to say to Yuncheng today, "Qingyang is looking for a son-in-law, you know about this? I said I would introduce him to a classmate. My classmate is thin-skinned. Qingyang is also worried that people will look down on him and affect his reputation. So I thought about it, inviting people to our house, saying that it means having a meal together, no one would have thought of that."

According to Ye Cunshan's intention, Yuncheng can draw now, and he has to learn from Ye Qingyang, so that he can make a better way.

When the future master recruits a son-in-law, Yuncheng naturally has to help Zhang Luo.

After asking about the date, he asked Liu Xiaotian to buy the dishes ahead of time, set the table and wait for someone to come to his door.

Ye Qingyang was punctual, and when talking about marriage, he was not like ordinary brothers and sisters, shyly delaying for a while.

When he arrived at Yuncheng's house, he was only neatly dressed, without any makeup, and he made Cunyin cry because of this in the morning.

He made me cry, but he didn't put on rouge or lipstick, he dressed like a man.

Because Ye Cunshan said that the scholar's family was poor, Ye Qingyang changed a wooden hairpin and dressed plainly.

Came to say hello to Yuncheng, "Hi sister-in-law."

Yun Cheng: "..."

The height gap between him and Ye Qingyang is too big, every time I hear him called sister-in-law, I feel magical.

Compared with him, Yuncheng felt that it was acceptable for Cunyin to call him sister-in-law.

He told Ye Qingyang, "I made an agreement with Cunshan that when we have dinner together, we will eat faster. During this period, we will help you start a conversation. After eating, we will go back to the room first, and you can chat by yourself. "

Ye Qingyang never thought of this, "Aren't you going to come with me?"

When he saw people at home, his parents and grandfather were there, and his younger siblings were also watching.

Yun Cheng said that he would not accompany him, "You always have to be alone with someone on a blind date to see his temperament. What if the other person is different from the previous one? How does it feel? You have to chat and adjust yourself to feel it. Anyway, our room is small, so we can call someone directly if we have something to do, so we are not afraid of what he will do to you."

Ye Qingyang almost laughed when he heard that, ordinary scholars can't beat him.

His family wanted to entertain guests, so Liu Xiaotian left earlier today. Anyway, there is a warming table at home, and the food can be kept warm, so the soup will continue to simmer on the stove until everyone arrives.

When Ye Qingyang turned around for the first time, he also looked at this small courtyard.

Smaller than the village, a well in the small courtyard in front of the gate occupies half of the land, and the other half hangs clothes and quilts on a rope.

The two side rooms are small, while the main room is large and bright.

Ye Qingyang was also interested in warming tables. He heard from Cunyin that he told the carpenter in the village when he went home last time that he was busy during the Chinese New Year. He calculated that he should finish it in these two days, and his grandfather would be able to use it.

After chatting for a while, Ye Cunshan brought his classmate Luo Xu in after school.

Luo Xu is a more standard scholar than Du Zhichun. His robe is empty on his body, and he looks like a thin bamboo pole. Because his face is a little fleshy and his eyes are bright, he can ignore his "weakness" at first glance. "Physical, is also a handsome scholar.

On such occasions, Yuncheng always eats with a bowl, and usually doesn't interrupt, and Ye Cunshan mainly introduces them to them.

He can also serve water very well, and he doesn't neglect Yuncheng when he is pulling the strings. He will give him a chopstick of vegetables and a chopstick of meat. When Yuncheng's soup bowl is empty, he will serve it immediately.

Yuncheng held back for a while, and finally couldn't help it, "You are doing business, leave me alone."

Ye Cunshan's mouth fluttered, "Isn't caring about you just a matter of business?"

Luo Xu choked and coughed.

Ye Qingyang was embarrassed.

Yun Cheng glared at Ye Cunshan.

Ye Cunshan poured Luo Xu a cup of tea, "Brother Luo, don't worry, our surname is Ye, the family tradition is to prick your ears..."

Yuncheng kicked Ye Cunshan under the table.

Ye Cunshan's words turned around, "In my situation, there are still many in the village."

I introduced the situation to the two of them earlier, it was nothing more than name, age, place of origin, how many people in the family and what they do.

Whether the family knows about such things as recruiting a son-in-law and marrying into a family.

There are three older brothers in front of Luo Xu, only the eldest brother is married, there are no conflicts in the family, and the three older brothers don't say anything for him to study, but they are really poor, and he still has two older brothers who are waiting to marry a wife. Great.

The Luo family originally said that even if he was married, he shouldn't be let out. He was afraid that if he was admitted as a scholar, he would suffer a big loss.

But in the village, there are not many brothers and sisters who are willing to marry a scholar.

There are a lot of scholars in Yuxian County. After counting, few of them are from poor families, and many of them passed the examination in the county.

Following a scholar is tantamount to suffering for a lifetime.

Work in the fields all year round, take care of the house, eat, drink, search, make clothes frugally, and make money by making money for the family.

After hearing what he said, Yuncheng thought of Ye Yan's family.

Ye Yan's family was indeed like this before there were no paper workshops and wool fabrics.

Luo Xu said honestly, "I don't have any requirements for this condition. You have to give the bride price enough, the minimum is 18 taels. After entering the door..."

Luo Xu looked at Ye Qingyang, this guy is not ugly, but his appearance is masculine, worthy of the word handsome.He has read books, has a gentle temperament, and doesn't seem like someone who can beat people.

Luo Xu was silent, thinking it was better to say in advance, "You can't hit people after entering the door."

Yun Cheng: "..."

Didn't this elder brother read the novel of the son-in-law?

He just finished eating, and put down the bowl with Ye Cunshan, and let them communicate later.

After closing the door after returning to the room, Ye Cunshan hugged Yuncheng, resting his chin on his shoulder, breathing next to his ear, "What did you just kick me for? Did I not tell the truth?"

Yun Cheng touched his ears, "I'm afraid that after hearing that, he might mistakenly think that Qing Yang is also an ear prick, and he wants to be in charge after entering the house."

He didn't care about Luo Xu, he knew Qingyang, so he naturally favored his family.

Ye Cunshan didn't care about the couple outside, anyway, he had done what he was supposed to do, and the success depends on fate.

He asked Yun Cheng, "Then do you want to be my home?"

Yuncheng hates being in charge.

He just likes someone to take care of him, someone to plan the firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, and someone to take care of the big and small things at home, so he can do what he likes and live a leisurely life.

So the hat of the head of the family was put on Ye Cunshan's forehead, and he was not allowed to take it off. "You are the head of the family. Isn't it digging a hole for me to ask such a question?"

Ye Cunshan felt that this brother had no ambition.

I don't want it when it's delivered to my door.

If you want him to take care of him, he will take care of it, "Cunxue will get married tomorrow. According to the village custom, neither of us went to the banquet, so we don't need to be accompanied by gifts. But this year, we are also taken care of by the patriarch, and Wangzu also favors us. For a happy event at his family, we still need to send something."

"It's popular to give rice to married people here. Those who are close to each other can give a basket, about ten catties. Usually, they are given by acquaintances, and they are sent on a pole. If there is no ceremony and you can't eat, it is given Red eggs."

Speaking of red eggs, Yun Cheng felt that this gift should be given.

When he married Ye Cunshan, only Ye Liang gave them red eggs.

Speaking of this, Yuncheng remembered, "When you taught me how to make stew, you took a piece of bacon from his house, did you return it?"

Ye Cunshan: "...forgot."

Yuncheng laughed at him, "You're the one who owns the business. I said you need to use the bookkeeping book, but you still say it's a waste of paper, just keep it in your head."

Where did you remember?

Ye Cunshan rubbed his face, pinched his face again, the last time he kissed him was last year, and he looked at each other emotionally.

Yuncheng's heart was beating fast, and he reminded him: "There are still people outside."

If you don't say anything, you can bear it for a while, and after you say it, you kiss me.

Yun Cheng thought to himself: Ye Xiaoshan, you have something, you like this tune, don't you, in the future you will have to endure the hardship of not being able to say anything.

You can't kiss deeply, for fear of delaying things.

Ye Cunshan was annoyed, hugged Yuncheng and kissed his neck, then let him go.

Continue to talk about gift giving, "According to our habits, we should get together with my cousin's family to give gifts. This year, my father suddenly became courteous to us. I was afraid that he would cause trouble when we got married, so I gave it with my parents."

Generally, those who have no family separation, like Ye Yan and his father Uncle Ye, are considered a family, and a gift basket is enough.

They have a separated family, Ye Cunshan and his father Ye Da are two families, and they have to send two baskets.

Yuncheng understood, "It's okay."

Whether Ye Da behaved kindly in the village, he and Ye Cunshan were also very friendly.