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Chapter 12 Taking the eldest nephew home

Yan Laoer and Donkey were waiting under the shade of the trees at the entrance of the academy.

He is still a little confused.

The twenty-tael gambling debt that weighed on their family has been paid off.

The land at home is sold out.

His brother had the land deed with him and delivered it on site.

The shopkeeper, Niu Nulu, was stunned when he saw his brother taking it out of his arms. He counted the money back and forth several times.

I don't know how to count. I gave you five small silver ingots each, ten in total. What's there to count? Why do you want a rebate?

Yan Laoer couldn't stand it any longer, so he walked over and hugged her regardless.

Bring it to you!

At that time, Lao Yan seemed to glare at him, but he didn't care, hehe! It's our turn to count the money.

Oh, it turns out that five taels is such a weight. Not to mention, the small silver ingots are quite cute when put together.

After returning all the money to the eldest brother honestly, the two brothers came out of the pawn shop and went straight to the academy.

Yan Laoer excused himself to look at the car and did not go in.

Just kidding, this might be a place he often hangs out.

If you meet someone you know and say hello to him, his eyes will darken and you won't be able to recognize anyone. How rude.

Furthermore, he also discovered that Lao Yan was someone who did not lead the way.

Always let him walk in front while I wander behind.

He wanted to hold them together, but that didn't work. The man refused to let him help him. He was a poor man outside and insisted on walking alone.

What do you mean by what you mean? You have just recovered from a serious illness. What happened to you with support? Why don't you see you being such an outsider at home? Aren't we two brothers very close at home?

This is good, because he is empty inside and is afraid of making mistakes.

Okay, let Lao Yan act on his own.

He had to seize the time to review the places he had traveled along the way, and then go home and learn from his daughter.



Yan Huaiwen vaguely mentioned his worries about the drought to the dean, and heard that some well-informed wealthy people were already preparing to leave. He also said that he had recently received a letter from a classmate and wanted to help the incoming clan brother to hire him as a secret friend.

When the dean heard this, he no longer tried to persuade him to stay, but also asked someone to prepare a Cheng Yi and send it to him.

After asking him about his experiences in the countryside, he sent him out.

Yan Huaiwen stood fixedly outside the window, listening to the sound of reading aloud. Through the hollow panes, he could see his young man, upright as a pine, silently reciting the classics, concentrating on it.

Guo Xiucai, the coach, saw him and nodded slightly.

He bowed in return and waited patiently for the get out of class to end.

During the lunch break, the teenagers saw off their teacher and rushed out of the classroom.

Everyone who passed by him saluted.

"Master Yan!" "Mr. Yan!"

He smiled and nodded, and said warmly: "Go to the dining hall quickly."

Unable to resist the drumming in their stomachs, the teenagers rushed to the dining hall with laughter.

Yan Xiangheng looked at him with interest, "Dad, why do you look so bad? Are you tired and need a rest?"

"Nothing's wrong, don't worry." He looked at the childish son in front of him, his eyes were sour, and he calmed down and said: "There is something at home. I have asked for leave for you. I'll clean it up and go home with my father today."

Although Yan Xiangheng wanted to know what happened, he actually asked his father to pick him up in person.

But after all, he was worried about being in the academy and being crowded with people, so he didn't say much.

Yan Laoer saw his elder brother strolling out with an extra package in his hand.

He asked casually: "Brother, this is all you have? Where is your nephew?"

Yan Huaiwen paused, put the package in the car, and said calmly: "This is the Cheng Yi given by the dean. You go to my room and tidy up. I am a little tired as a brother. I will wait for you here."

After saying that, he climbed into the car, lay down, and closed his eyes.

Yan Laoer was still trying to understand what Cheng Yi was, but he saw that Lao Yan had arranged a break for himself.

What else can I say?

Go pack up!

He dragged the child all the way to where he was. The younger the child, the harder he dragged him.

When they arrived at the door, they saw a young man. When he heard the noise, he turned around in surprise, "Second uncle?"

"Oh! Big nephew!" Yan Laoer's eyes lit up, he greeted enthusiastically, and he let the child who was leading the way go.

"The students in your academy are so enthusiastic that they insist on guiding me, haha!"

"Eldest nephew, have you packed your things? Are you here to help your dad pack them?"

Yan Laoer opened the door very naturally and went in. After scanning around, he had a rough idea.

Is there anything else that can happen with a scholar?

Except books are things related to books.

Pens, ink, paper and inkstones are all expensive.

Can't fall.

Clothes, shoes, socks, quilts and mats are all packed.

Bring some small items with you that are not heavy.

After the whole room was cleaned up, Yan Laoer was very satisfied and gave the college a clean and refreshing room without delaying the next gentleman's check-in.

You're welcome!

He also stopped by his eldest nephew's room and took a look around. He couldn't help but sigh, children are still children no matter how old they are, and they can't do it without parents to take care of them. Isn't the basin ours? We have to take the bedding with us. Give him the same as Lao Yan's room.

Pack it up neatly. If the eldest nephew hadn't blushed and said that there were other belongings of other students living in the same house, could he have packed up the whole house and sent them away?

The two people came out bundled up. Yan Huaiwen couldn't help coughing a few more times and quickly turned his head away.

No way to see it!

There were so many things piled up in piles that Yan Huaiwen couldn't lie down and could only sit.

"God bless, go to the grain store." Yan Huaiwen said.

Yan Laoer was extremely happy at this moment. He carefully memorized the shops along the way.

Yan Huaiwen went to the grain store, oil store, book store, grocery store, cloth shop, drug store, wood shop, blacksmith shop, carriage and horse shop...

Good guy, he almost had to visit all the shops in the town.

He led the donkey all the way and followed Lao Yan, watching him go into and out of houses, asking questions but not buying.

Yan Xiangheng secretly inquired with his second uncle in a low voice: "Second uncle, what is my father doing? What does he want to buy? Didn't he find it after searching in so many shops? What happened to our family? I think my father looks bad.

Are you sick? Dad has never asked me for leave, and he didn't go into detail. Why am I so unsure, uncle, what's going on?"

"Your father is asking about the price. He is shopping around and choosing the cheapest one." Yan Laoer felt that he and Lao Yan had something in common on this matter.

How can you buy whatever you want without comparing prices to see the quality?

"Dad...are you preparing a dowry?" Yan Xiangheng asked hesitantly.

"What dowry? What have you heard?" Yan Laoer immediately changed his gaze and stared at his eldest nephew with burning eyes.

"It's just that...some classmates said that our family is getting married to the Li Zheng family..." Yan Xiangheng stuttered.

"That's not the case!" Yan Laoer said firmly, "It's all nonsense. Your father has already rejected it."

Yan Xiangheng breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. I heard that the youngest son of the Li Zheng family is not very well."

Isn’t that very good? It’s extremely bad!

Seeing Lao Yan come out again, Yan Laoer told his eldest nephew: "Don't mention this in front of your father."

"God bless, please come back later and pull these things back." He said and handed over a stack of paper.

Pick-up notes from various stores...

Yan Laoer: It turns out that I didn’t buy it, but asked him to pick it up at home.


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