At that time, An Cheng even told him to look at his books, otherwise he might burn them with fire one day.
He felt that An Cheng was the one who did this, and there was no one else but An Cheng.
"It must be him. When Nai comes back, I must let Nai beat to death that bastard who dares to burn my books. What kind of cousin is he? Even a dirty thing deserves to be my cousin!"
He gritted his teeth, said bitterly, and went back to his room to sleep.
At worst, he would just go to the academy and copy them slowly. Once they are familiar with them, he will definitely be able to copy them faster this time. Now, he should still have time and make it in time.
But he didn't know that when Mrs. An came back, when he told Mrs. An that An Cheng had burned his books, Mrs. An looked weird.
If it had been normal, Mrs. An would have had an attack long ago when she heard what he said. Even if she didn't chase An Cheng and the people in the second room with a fire stick, she would also yell and curse, leaving the people in the second room hungry for a whole day.
But this time, Mrs. An was so panicked that she didn't say anything.
Because when we went to the village to look for An Que, An Cheng was the only one who stayed with Mrs. An. Anyone in the family could go home and burn An Que's books, but it couldn't be An Cheng.
Is it possible that he can still have the ability to clone himself?
However, this is not a problem. The books are burned and there is nothing that can be done. However, today is destined to be a bad day for Anque, even worse than yesterday.
Because today, Magistrate Shi will send someone to say goodbye. Anque's reputation as a scholar has been cut off, and he will no longer be able to take the official examination as a scholar in the future.
This incident frightened An Que directly, and he fell to the ground. He couldn't figure out why he ended up in this situation.
The books are gone, the reputation of scholar is gone, and even the fields are gone.
…
The news about Anque spread in the village, and on the other side, Da Ya's father followed the old patriarch to the small tree house on the mountain to meet An Jiuyue.
When the two arrived at the small tree house, the two brothers An Yixing were holding the children Qian Yinuo and making a swing around Qian Jiyun under the big tree. The three children were chattering and discussing whether the swing was good enough.
Big, can the three of them sit on it together?
Da Ya Dad followed the old patriarch up the stairs, looking back at the two children every step of the way.
Although he had always known that the two children were his sons, he had never seen the two children up close. He had always looked at them from a distance before.
Only his divorced wife would approach them, coaxing them with various gadgets, trying to get their two children to follow her.
"Stop looking, come up with me, King Anyang is waiting up there." Seeing that he was walking slowly, the old patriarch turned around and reminded him.
He had never seen how close Da Ya's father was to his two children before, but now he is reluctant to let them go.
But so what if he doesn't give up, he didn't raise the children, it was An Jiuyue who picked up the two children from the water and raised them. The lives of the two children belong to An Jiuyue.
"okay."
Big Ya's father glanced at the two children again, then turned around and answered, and followed the old patriarch to the tree house.
When he looked at the two children from a distance before, they were both gentle and quiet, and they didn't talk too much to the children in the village. This was the first time he saw two children so lively.