There were many refugees and disaster victims gathered in the hut area of ​​the county town. It was a bit surprised that Gu Xiang heard that Li Zijun actually went to live there.
He was also a scholar, but now at this time, it is popular to read people everywhere. In addition, Li Zijun used to brag about the village, saying that he was valued by his husband and classmates in private schools. If this is the case, it would be not difficult for him to find a serious place in the county town.
Li Zijun was also extremely upset at this time, but he really had no choice but to do anything now.
At the beginning, although he was squeezed by Gu Xiang for a few words, he had a bad reputation in a small range, mainly because he was not favored in the village. As long as he was thick-skinned, it would not have much impact on him. However, when Magistrate Wang and County Magistrate Zhou arrived that day, he rushed to show his face and let the Liu family, a wealthy family in the village, catch up.
At that time, everyone could see Gu Xiang's attitude towards Li Zijun, and Liu Chuanfu was so smart that he knew it.
In addition, when Liu matchmaker later promoted the fire and praised Gu Xiang, he often pulled Li Zijun out and looked at him. His reputation really made the streets smell bad.
Li Zijun understood very well that if he continued to stay in the village, the neighbors would think of these things when they saw him, and he would be tied to the pillar of shame forever, which would definitely affect his future. After thinking about it, he made up his mind to move to the county town to stay away from these right and wrong.
Shouling County is a remote small county town with low rent, and the county is particularly favorable to scholars. Those low-rent housing provided by the government are usually easy to apply for if scholars want to apply for.
Li Zijun studied in the county for several years a few years ago, and naturally knew these potential rules. He planned to rent a low-rent house with his mother for too much.
He could also borrow some money from his classmates to settle down, but he didn't think it was a difficult task.
He had a classmate named Guo Lin, from Heyan Village. His father died of illness two years ago, leaving only his mother with inconvenience left. He really couldn't leave his mother alone in the village and went out to study by himself. He almost left the private school and went home. It was his husband and several classmates who borrowed some money for him and helped him take his mother to the county and temporarily resettle him in a low-rent housing.
The husband also introduced him a lot of books to copy. Last year, Guo Lin passed the local examination and married Mr. Jin's daughter as his wife.
The young lady of the Jin family is gentle and virtuous, and she is good at embroidery work. She can make money and take care of her mother-in-law. Now this kid only needs to study hard at home and doesn't have to worry about anything. Her life is quite beautiful.
Li Zijun was so envious. After thinking about it, he felt that Guo Lin was actually not very agile and could live a life, so why couldn't he do it?
Wang also trusted his son very much. Although he left his home where he had lived for decades, he was panicked, but he cursed all the way, swearing to live a very good life so that those fools could see what they had lost.
His son is smart. In the early years, she used to find a fortune teller to do so. His son will definitely be able to pass the imperial examination. There have not been many scholars in the village over the years, let alone Juren. There will be times when they regret it in the future!
The mother and son were full of confidence, but when they arrived at the county town, they realized that Li Zijun's idea could not be realized in a single step.
The monthly rent of low-rent houses is cheap. You can rent a serious yard for only 20 cents. However, there are still more than a dozen people waiting to rent. Li Zijun is young and Wang is not old, so he is not qualified at all.
As for his desire to borrow money, that's even more unrealistic.
Li Zijun is very talented in the village and has great talent. In fact, he is just an ordinary student in a private school. He has never been to a private school since last year. Now he is rashly asking his classmates to borrow money. Who would lend him?
Moreover, his reputation in the village at this time, even though he was separated by a distance, some of the popularity spread to private schools. Scholars valued the most reputation. Who would be willing to deal with people like him?
After staying in the county for a few days, Li Zijun encountered walls everywhere. The little money he brought from his home was spent completely. He was so worried that he wanted to sell the house in the village.
But since his father's death, his house has never been repaired. It was windy and ventilated, and it was raining and leaking. No one in the village was willing to spend money to buy it in vain. People outside would not go to remote mountain villages to buy a few dilapidated houses, and they would not be able to sell it if they wanted to.
There was no way, the mother and the mother were just as ill as the victims and refugees, so they could only go to the hut area to settle down.
Fortunately, the mother and mother were haggard and lost, and there were no valuable items on them, and they had no value to be robbed.
Several peddlers saw Li Zijun when they went to the shack to sell brown rice. He was unkempt and very embarrassed. Gu Xiang had heard these gossips and tasted them a little. She wanted to admit that she was a little secretly happy and a little happy.
It suddenly rained again on that day, and the next day it cleared the sky, but the ground was already stained with autumn frost.
An old pear tree in the yard has been hanging fruits this year. When Gu Xiang looked up by chance, he saw a few ripe ones, so he asked Wulang to take a bamboo pole and wash it carefully. He then took out a can of honey from the box, screened a few pieces of rock candy, and then put it in a few medicinal herbs, boiled a small pot of pear paste and put it in the porcelain jar.
Gu Xiang sniffed it, at least it tasted great.
She bought a new recipe for the longevity soup... and felt like a lot of stuff was poured into her mind, but if she wanted to get started immediately, she really didn't have the confidence to avoid wasting her medicinal materials, and it would be difficult to waste less.
At this moment, I suddenly saw the pear tree full of fruits, and suddenly had a whim. Maybe I started with the simplest diet therapy recipe, try my skills and find confidence?
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As the sun was in the middle of the day, the wind blew through the river, and it became less viscous, but more thick.
Gu Laoshi put down the bamboo basket, took a bowl of warm pear paste handed over by his daughter, and poured it down. He felt his throat cleared, sweat on his forehead, but his heart fire dissipated in an instant.
The laborers on the river bank worked hard for most of the day. At noon, they were all dry and dry. They only heard the movement and smelled the smell, and they felt a little "greedy" from their hearts.
Gu Xiang didn't have to shout, and the laborers in the river who had lost her snack stall for a long time spontaneously took their own bowls and lined up.
Not many people give up even if a bowl costs three cents.
The Gu family is so reluctant to drink it.
The pear paste water tastes really good. As soon as you get closer, a sweet smell goes straight into your heart. You don’t have to drink it and feel comfortable all over. Cheng Hao pinched his shriveled purse, gritted his teeth and bought a bowl, put it in a bamboo tube and hurried home.
His child at home was sick and rushed back to take care of him every day after work.
My youngest son has been coughing every day since the beginning of summer. The doctor has seen it and said it was wind and cold, so Cheng Hao had to take out his family's assets to see the child.
But several months have passed, and my younger son's illness has not yet recovered. He has not even liked to eat food for a while. He has lost a lot of weight, and he is so heartbroken that he is a father and mother.
He tasted the pear water very well today, and he didn't know if his son would like to drink it.
When he walked to the door, he heard the youngest son's violent coughing and the sob of his daughter Xiao Taozi. Cheng Hao was startled and hurriedly pushed the door in. The youngest son leaned against the head of the bed, his brows frowned and coughed to his cheeks. His daughter Xiao Taozi was so scared that he was at a loss. He glanced at his daughter comfortably and then skillfully patted his son on the back.
After a while, the cough stopped, Cheng Hao deliberately smiled: "Miaomiao, Dad brought you sugar water, try it."
Xiao Miaomiao didn't want to drink it. He felt uncomfortable when he ate it now, but this was my father's wish. He still smiled obediently, and took a sip of it carefully with his father's hand. A sip of pear paste water was in his stomach. Xiao Miaomiao immediately felt that something that had been blocking his throat disappeared in an instant.
Chapter completed!