A little sweet through the fragrant

Ye Cunshan has a strong learning ability. For the same content, Yuncheng drew a map, manually graded it, and made two versions for him. He tried it on the same day with the notes compiled by Yuncheng.

Specifically whether it is easy to use, whether he has used it correctly, it will take some time to see the results.

Yuncheng said: "It can be adjusted according to the actual situation at that time."

He looked at Ye Cunshan's planner, and the rows of punch cards on it were all recited, which was very scary.

If he had to recite all of them, he would not know if such notes were meaningful.

Ye Cunshan said yes, "This review is convenient, and there are many books that are not memorized in full, so they can be split. It's rare."

His study time is short, and his achievements today are also due to his willingness to think and use skills to make up for the gap.

In the short term, it is very effective. Now that he is in a government school, he has to start to make up for his shortcomings. If he reads too many books, he will not have enough time and energy.

Yun Cheng originally said that he could help him transcribe articles in the future, but Ye Cunshan said: "The academy still has calligraphy homework every day."

Generally, there is one page of paper every day, with sixteen lines per page, and it is enough to fill one line with sixteen characters.

The exception is when a penalty is imposed, and the minimum penalty is doubled.

Therefore, the instructor of the article font will also read it, and it will be discovered that the gain outweighs the loss.

Yun Cheng sighed, "That's fine, you've worked hard."

After learning the mind map, the time will be late. I will take a bath tomorrow and I can memorize books for a day. Ye Cunshan will take a break tonight, take a bath with Yuncheng, and hug him at night.

Yuncheng thought it was hot and wanted to push him away, but he couldn't push him away.

Ye Cunshan also took the opportunity to raise conditions, "You call me Brother Sheng, I might let you go."

How could Yun Cheng not understand him?

This time my brother called, it wasn't just a kiss!

If he couldn't fool him, Ye Cunshan still tried to force him, "Have you become smarter?"

Yun Cheng twisted his waist, did not answer, changed the subject, let Ye Cunshan continue to talk about the government school, "What happened to the people who bully and exclude you?"

Ye Cunshan also has a little tail, Yuncheng said when asked.

The number of places in the prefectural school is limited. Apart from him and Du Zhichun, there are six other students enrolled this year. The others also have familiar classmates.

They came at this time, just like the transfer students, taking classes with the old students who had already studied for a period of time.

There are many rules in the government school, such as clothing, appearance, manners and conversation.

Generally, the freshmen will be more lenient. The instructor will remind and correct the first few first-time offenders.

What is more serious is the discord between students, quarreling and even fighting. This punishment is very heavy. After the punishment was passed, the article will be lowered in the future.

Monthly exams and quarterly exams must be evaluated, not to mention the two annual exams, which are related to the grades of students and the qualifications of the township exams.

It's fine if he doesn't want to continue to take the exam, but if he wants to go up, this big mistake must never be recorded.

Otherwise, he would have to keep his first-class rating in the future, Ye Cunshan was not confident enough to go that far.

So after enduring the past two days, he saw that these people hadn't calmed down, so he stopped being polite to them.

Yuncheng supported him, "They want to cut off your future, why are you being polite to them?"

Ye Cunshan kissed him on the face, imitating Yun Cheng's hook, "If you want to hear what's behind, just ask brother to listen."

Yun Cheng was not fooled, "If you don't tell me, I'll ask Du Zhichun tomorrow."

They went to school together, of course they knew that.

Ye Cunshan told the truth, before he said, he had to say that Yun Cheng was not as interesting as before, "You don't know how to coax me anymore."

Anyway, it's so boring.

Yun Cheng held back his laughter and asked Ye Cunshan to speak quickly, "I'm going to sleep."

"Hey."

Ye Cunshan could only take advantage of it by himself, and only spoke when he was comforted in his heart.

"I think they are very skilled. Several of them cooperate very well. They can also avoid the instructors, sing along with each other, and say whatever can stir up emotions. I don't think it's the first time they have done this."

"The rules of the school are like this. They speak eccentrically, which is not a reason to fight with others. Calling the instructor is just a verbal admonition. In terms of behavior, we are still ungrateful freshmen, and the instructor will think that we are making a fuss out of a molehill."

So many people endure it until they can't bear it anymore and fall into the trap.

A few days ago, he figured out the rules and knew their favorite places. After they got used to it, Ye Cunshan responded quite simply and directly.

It happened that there were a lot of insects and ants in summer, and he dared to catch big and small ones, and even caught a few mice. Unfortunately, there were no snakes, only hornet's nests.

Yuncheng was full of question marks when he heard this, and he said, "Ye Xiaoshan, do you know that you behave like a primary school student?"

Ye Cunshan was a primary school student.

"They took advantage of the loopholes first. I wanted to beat them up. The consequences are too serious. It's annoying to be surrounded by a group of flies all day long. It's better to be simple and rough."

What happened later made Ye Cunshan feel that they seemed to have no brains.

"They actually filed a complaint with the instructor, saying that I caught the bugs and mice, and he had no evidence, so I accused him of slander."

Those people also leaked their own words, saying the reason for their feud.

Ye Cunshan learned from Du Zhichun, and he was quite dazed, "Ah, what you said are not to remind me of the rules, but to run on me?"

He is much more conspicuous than other peasants, because he is black and strong, and he looks like he often works in the fields.

He often goes to the field, and he can also take the case to enter the government school, so he has a natural affection for the instructor.

The group of people reported themselves, and with Ye Cunshan's performance, Du Zhichun also cooperated, "Ah, I've heard these words too. Didn't the seniors mean to teach you?"

There were other people who had been squeezed out in the government school, and they talked all over that this was a small matter that would have been treated as a trivial matter when they filed a complaint in the past, but they were taken seriously by the instructor.

It’s fine to post a poster to criticize, they have to empty the toilet in Neisha for a month, and if they commit another crime during this period, they will still be demerited.

Ye Cunshan has a family now, so he can't offend people casually. When he meets people later, he invites them kindly: "I found a hornet's nest, let's smash it down together?"

Who dares to poke a hornet's nest!

After this matter is resolved, you can read the sage books in peace.

Yuncheng praised vigorously, "Well done, awesome, really amazing, and I will do it again next time!"

Ye Cunshan asked him to give something practical, "I didn't bother you today."

Yun Cheng retorted, "It's not that I won't let you torment."

Ye Cunshan: "I love you so badly?"

Why does it hurt, Yuncheng understands in his heart.

In ancient times, he was able to resist the winter. He rarely went out, wore sweaters and padded jackets, could sit on the kang, and had a warming table. He adapted well.

He can't do it when it's hot.

Ice mung bean porridge and fruit tea in the well, he dare not drink too much.

I dare not use the ice bucket.

The mosquito net is too thick, even if you put mint in the room, it can't completely repel the insects, and the silver deposits are smoked in the room every night.

Yuncheng was afraid of being bitten, so the mosquito net was still hanging, making it very stuffy.

So after he arrived in Fucheng, he didn't have a good night's sleep.

On the day when he first settled down, Ye Cunshan teased him once, but he didn't sleep in.

How dare to torment him.

Yuncheng said: "It's your fault. Who told you that you are not warm in winter and cool in summer? Holding you is like a small stove. I didn't kick you away because I loved you."

It's unreasonable.

Unreasonable, Ye Cunshan waved a fan for him.

At this time, I can feel that Yuncheng's constitution is weak, he sweats easily, and his body is cold, even cold can be called hot.

It's okay to move around in winter, but I'm sweating a lot in summer.

There is no one at home to help with laundry and cooking. It is Yuncheng who works with Cunyin. He dare not change his clothes too often, and said he wants to wear short-sleeved shorts.

It's a pity that a brother is a brother, and he can't be like a big man like Ye Cunshan. If he really dresses like this, he has to be pointed out.

Ye Cunshan said yes, "You can wear it at night."

Yuncheng was happy, and only rewarded when he was happy, and told Ye Cunshan: "The cotton doll is almost finished, and it's tomorrow's business."

Ye Cunshan is also in a better mood.

Take a rest the next day.

Early in the morning, Ye Cunshan first moved the bookcase into the house. This bookcase was against the wall. After finishing, Yuncheng and Cunyin cleaned up the house together. Ye Cunshan had to go to the carpenter's shop to bring the desk back.

When I went out, I met Lu Ying. He was still surprised, "Why don't you go find me?"

Ye Cunshan grabbed the strong man without any hassle, "I just came to Fucheng to settle down. There are a lot of chores at home. It is inconvenient for the two brothers to run outside. I, Xiumu, just happened to do the work. You came just in time. Let me help you and go home after finishing it." Have a meal."

The word "go home for dinner" is ambiguous, and Lu Ying has left a psychological shadow after coming out these two times. First, he couldn't hear others suspecting that he was a fake Mr. Lu, and now he couldn't hear the words about Cengfan.

He has never rubbed off on other people's food in his life!

So he took the initiative to say: "Let me help, I won't eat the meal."

He also pointed out, "Your family's conditions are not good, how can I go to a common people's house to have a meal."

It is clear that he still remembers what Cunyin said to him, Ye Cunshan naturally wants to help his younger brother, "The main reason is that no one will stare at other people's husband outside."

Lu Ying: "...that's my cousin."

Speaking of this, he also wanted to ask Ye Cunshan, "Your son-in-law was finished, and someone helped draw a picture of a beauty, you know?"

"Is the person in the painting after Cheng Ge'er? I have carefully looked at it several times, and it doesn't look like Cheng Ge'er, but like Wen Jie."

He also explained who Wen Jie was.

Ye Cunshan thought for a while, and said bluntly to him: ""Zuo Son-in-law" was written by Yun Cheng, and the painting was drawn by my cousin according to Yun Cheng's appearance, and Yun Cheng changed the picture after painting."

Lu Ying froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

It wasn't that he was surprised that Yuncheng could write story books, nor was he surprised by picture books, but that he had a chance to know the truth long, long ago.

He was willing to go south at that time, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to meet the author of "Zuo Son".

Because the first few volumes were really irritating, and the things written in the latter ones were very satisfactory to him. He was afraid that he would beat the author up, so he resisted not going to see the author. In the fourth volume, he also gave a reward.

Lu Ying looked down at the ground.

The family will definitely not blame him, but his experience during this period of time really echoed his father's words: "You play every day, and your brain is lost!"

When I go back to Kyoto, I'd better read the books of the sages.

He was served by someone, accompanied him to the carpenter's shop, and brought back the deck chair together.

Lu Ying pointed at the reclining chair, "Isn't this just a bamboo bed? Ordinary reclining chairs are rattan chairs, which can be rocked back and forth when lying on them. You even have a hole in the middle, what are you doing?"

The original intention is to point and point, and people will show their faces when they say it.

Ye Cunshan was quite proud, and when he followed the scooter, he pointed it out to Lu Ying, "Did you see the curved circle on the top? People are lying there, just enough to hang their heads, and they can lie down and wash their hair. Look at the hole. , Is it about the size of your face? Go home and wrap a soft cloth around the edge, and you won’t be afraid to hold your breath when you sleep on your stomach, it’s suitable for massage.”

Lu Ying's eyes gradually turned strange, "Brother Cheng is serving you?"

Ye Cunshan: "I serve him."

Even Yuncheng couldn't step on the back of this small recliner.

Lu Ying put her heart back in her stomach, and wanted to say something, "I can't see that you still love Fulang. I think other people use Fulang as a man."

The times are like this, the husband's status is low, and generally those who have the conditions, unless they get married early and they like it, they will marry women if they can.

After marrying a husband, I rarely cherish it when I go home.

Ye Cunshan didn't put money on his face, "Yun Cheng treats me well."

Lu Ying saw the tin bucket under the desk again.

He was very restrained and wanted to ask, but he felt that if he asked, he would be shown off again, so he refused to ask.

Without asking Ye Cunshan, he said to himself, "Have you seen the desk? Do you think the shape of this desk is strange?"

Lu Ying: "...I don't think so."

Ye Cunshan forced him to feel it.

"In winter, Yuncheng made such a warming table for me. Honeycomb briquettes can be placed in the bucket below to burn it. It is not cold to read on this table. Usually, meals are placed on it to keep it warm."

Hearing Ye Cunshan's blah blah all the way, when entering the small courtyard, Lu Ying's face became numb.

He waited for Ye Cunshan to move the table, and said to Yuncheng: "You husband, I really can't tell you talk so much."

Yuncheng knew Ye Cunshan.

He talks a lot when bickering with his primary school students, and talks a lot when showing off, and he is usually quite calm.

He couldn't help casting a sympathetic look at Lu Ying, "He just wants to get closer to you."

After all, he is a big cousin.

Lu Ying got some comfort, and before he could relax, Cunyin heard that he was speaking ill of Ye Cunshan to Yuncheng, so he hurried over and followed Yuncheng's words to blow rainbow farts to Ye Cunshan, "Hi cousin! My brother must want to Good luck with you, you are my sister-in-law's cousin, he is indifferent to others, how can he be indifferent to you?"

Lu Ying had complicated feelings towards the child, and waved her hands unwilling to say more.

Seeing that he was about the same age as Cheng Wenjie, he remembered the pictures of beauties in the storybook, and just now he learned that Yun Cheng was the author of "The Zuo Son", so he also got close to Yun Cheng.

"Speaking of which, you and Wenjie are destined by fate. I haven't seen it before, and you can change the seven-point image by changing the picture."

And Wenjie is the child in the family who looks most like Cheng Huilan.

Lu Ying gave a brief introduction to Cheng Wenjie, Yun Cheng was fine, saving money was a pain.

He took care of Qingyang and Yuncheng, and finally managed to save ten portraits of himself. This man named Wenjie is far away in the capital, and without even moving his lips, there are thousands of portraits—even though there are repetitions in it. of.

Cunyin didn't have the concept of "star" in his heart yet, so he felt that his portrait was spread far and wide, and he would be a minor celebrity in the future.

The envy is beyond words.

Hearing that Cheng Wenjie was as old as him, Cunyin looked at Yuncheng eagerly, "Sister-in-law, draw me another picture..."

Yuncheng patted his head, "Do you want to learn to draw?"

After learning, you can draw whatever you want.

Saving silver is very tangled. He has been practicing embroidery from last year to this year, and he has only gone from beginner to advanced. If he wants to go further, he does not know how many years he will practice.

He has learned how to draw, and what he learned is simple patterns, not to the point of drawing people.

Both of these things need to be sat down, meditated and done slowly.

He can sit still, but he can't sit like this all day, he will feel stuffy and annoying.

Yuncheng didn't force him, "Then take your time, you're still young anyway."

Cunyin liked to hear this, so Ma Liuer went into the house to boil water to make tea, and asked Lu Ying if she wanted to save lunch.

How could Lu Ying dare to stay? After leaving his home address with Yun Cheng, he went home first.

Cunyin murmured, "Could it be that you were hurt by what I said last time?"

The people in the capital haven't come here yet, so they don't know their attitude towards him, and Yuncheng can't guarantee whether the other party will recognize him.

If she doesn't admit it, will Lu Ying turn her face?

To be cautious, he asked Chu Yin to prepare a small gift for him, and he would give it to him next time we meet.

Depository agreed.

In the afternoon, the three of them were at home, sitting around a bamboo bed with a small armchair, on which various objects were placed.

Ye Cunshan's books, Yuncheng and Cunyin's embroidered baskets.

Both Yuncheng and Cunyin were embroidering cotton dolls.

Cun Yin said that the only gifts he could get were zodiac pendants, cotton dolls and woolen sweaters.

It's hot now, and he has no wool in his hands.

As for the pendant, he hasn't asked Lu Ying's zodiac sign yet, so it's not easy to embroider. He chased after a man and asked what his zodiac sign was. He was still shy, so he embroidered dolls.

The doll that was originally embroidered in his own image, after getting it in his hand, wanted to be in the image of his son-in-law.

He has embroidered with a hand feel, which is relatively fast.

Yun Cheng told him not to embroider this, "Didn't he say that Wen Jie looks exactly like his son-in-law? Embroidery is not his thing."

Yuncheng took the paper and drew a Q version of Lu Ying, and asked Cunyin to adjust it himself.

He didn't do this step well enough, he had to use a charcoal pencil to draw on the cloth carefully, and waited for Yuncheng's doll to be sewn up and started making small clothes.

After the doll is embroidered, Yuncheng does radio gymnastics to exercise his muscles and bones.

I came to see that Ye Cunshan wrote a lot of notes, let him continue to study, and helped him fold the long paper according to the proportion, leaving two folds wide at the beginning and end, so that the extended paper can be glued with paste, and a thick cover can be pasted outside.

When Fucheng is busy every day, the boat in Kyoto is still on the way.

The fire in Yu County could no longer be suppressed, so Du Zhiqiu changed his mind temporarily and asked people to take Yuan Mo's "Salted Fish" out of stock, and when it was sold, they advertised that the collection of "Zuo Son" in their study would give away pictures of beauties, seven volumes There are seven pictures, and there are also pictures of popular characters and pictures of the son-in-law.

Since the sales method of their study can prevent theft, after the seventh volume was released, other bookstores were not in a hurry to release the collection.

They were afraid that the first six volumes of Du's study would be printed together, and they would not be able to please them. It took a lot of effort to engrave the seven books, and it was not just one edition for printing.

Later, I saw that the seventh volume was a single edition, and many bookstores put out a small collection of editions to test the waters. Just as they were about to reprint, Du's study spread the news. Naturally, readers had to wait for his books. The collections on the market The version slowly lost the splash.

Instead, the sales volume of "Salted Fish" has doubled day by day.

Du Zhiqiu has already been able to get a glimpse of this sales volume from the county. If the port merchants buy more, they will not be bad in the end.

Because the subject matter is fresh, it is also necessary to write a long novel. Yuan Mo said that there may be three to four volumes. After the first batch of books in the study was sold out, Du Zhiqiu asked shopkeeper Yu to send 50 taels to someone.

Shopkeeper Yu knew about his family, so he also asked on Du Zhiqiu's behalf, "Do you want to go to Fucheng?"

When Liu Xiaotian heard the news, he almost cried, Yuan Mo nodded naturally.

Promise, only after "Salted Fish" has a successful ending can I leave.

Liu Xiaotian asked Yuan Mo to write on behalf of him, and wrote a letter to Yun Cheng, gave it to Sui Yin, and asked the port merchant to take it to the school by the way.

Before the letter, Yuncheng first received the bank note from the study, which was the follow-up dividend of the seventh volume, and gave 100 taels, saying that the seventh volume sold better than the previous six volumes.

There is no dividend for the first six volumes, Yuncheng can understand, after all, the ancient times are not as convenient as the modern sharing system, and the Du family is kind enough to do so.

The guy told him: "The collection will be sold again, and I will pay you again at that time."

Then he asked Yuncheng if he had started preparing for the new book, "If you don't prepare this book, the energy of the quarrel in the capital will pass, and you won't be able to keep up with the east wind."

When someone is arguing about it, if there is heat, it will be better to sell.

Yuncheng also knew about the heat problem. During this period of time, he didn't sleep much, and he usually did some scattered things at home. He had almost conceived it, at least enough to support the plot of the first book.

"I have something to do recently, and it may take the middle and late next month to submit the manuscript."

To recognize relatives.

Dude is sorry, "Hey."

It would be great if Yuncheng's family was poorer, and like other talented people, he could lock up and write manuscripts.

He looked at the big yard, at the bank note in Yuncheng's hand, and sighed again.

People who can make money are willful.

When Liu Xiaotian's letter arrived, the boat from Kyoto finally arrived in Fucheng.

When the boat docked at the pier, Cheng Wenrui repeatedly told Wenjie to talk less and watch more, "Father is in a very bad mood this time, don't make trouble, there are no other elders to protect you outside, and my cousin is afraid of him, so I will suffer." No one will coax you into punishing you."

Cheng Wenjie has been coaxed very well by Yuxiang these days, he lost all his temper when he came out, and wanted to meet that brat named Cunyin to see why he boasted so much.

Hearing the elder brother's advice, he asked, "Why is dad in such a bad mood? Didn't he always want to find his aunt? Doesn't he want to recognize that child?"

He didn't want to be called Brother Yuncheng, and it would be impolite to call a prospective brother by his first name. Recently, he used "that child" instead.

He felt sore and uncomfortable when he wanted to pick up someone back, and now that he might not pick him up, he also felt uncomfortable, and asked why.

"My aunt is not here, she's just a child, if you don't take her back, grandpa won't worry about it?"

The author has something to say:

qwq I have written too much in this chapter, today is [-], so I can write...

That's all for today, I'm going to do radio gymnastics too, good night, readers!

See you tomorrow!