When Song Mu woke up again, it was already early morning.
Although his head was still a little dizzy and his body was a little weak, Song Mu still sat up carefully.
Looking at the thin quilt covering him, Song Mu looked into the house through the moonlight leaking in from outside.
This house has a simple shape, but also has carved beams and painted roofs, giving it an ancient charm. However, the strange thing is that the four white walls are empty, and even the window paper on the carved windows is a little yellow and tattered.
Looking at the ground of the house, a layer of soil was revealed out of thin air. The ground inside the house was much lower than at the corner of the house. There were only a few broken green bricks with missing corners left in the corners.
Someone must have dug out the blue bricks that covered the whole house.
The bed under Song Mu was just a bed board on two benches. Except for a pile of books piled in a corner on the floor, there was nothing long around it. There must have been tables and chairs in the house.
It's gone.
Only then did Song Mu remember that Dr. Liu had treated him yesterday. No wonder it was his own medicine box that was sitting there.
This beautifully decorated family is in such a state of desolation.
Song Mu shook his head, sighed slightly and got up to find some water.
Everything depends on people. Even if this family is in dilapidated condition now, Song Mu believes that as long as people are alive, everything will change.
"Well, Brother Mu, are you up?"
Just when Song Mu got out of bed, a vague voice came from the corner, and then he saw a thick and short figure getting up from the ground and coming towards him. Song Mu heard the human voice in his heart and was still calm. Seeing it
Man, this is a bit dazed.
"Second uncle, why are you here?"
"I'm afraid you'll have an emergency in the middle of the night. I'll sleep here so I can take care of you. Brother Mu, how are you now? Do you want to eat something? I'll get it for you."
Song Liangda looked at Song Mu with concern and lit the oil lamp. Only then did Song Mu see a layer of bedding placed on the ground in the corner of the house not far away. That must have been where Song Liangda would rest tonight.
Seeing that his second uncle was so considerate, Song Mu was very grateful. He pursed his lips and shook his head slightly.
"I'm just going to drink some water, uncle, I'm fine."
"Ah, don't wander around. I'll get it for you. There's still some medicine left in the potion cooked yesterday, so I'll bring it to you too."
Seeing that Song Mu was about to come out alone, Song Liangda quickly helped Song Mu sit down by the bed, then quickly opened the door and went out. After a while, a voice calling for his second aunt came from the courtyard.
The courtyard was a little more lively. It was the early morning when the sky was slightly brighter. Song Mu was leaning on the window sill with his clothes on. There was already a smell of fireworks in the courtyard outside the candlelight.
Song Mu sighed and completely accepted all of this at this moment. However, he failed to complete many things in his previous life, so he just didn't want to die so frustrated in this life.
After a while, Song Liangda came in with a bowl of water and a bowl of medicine, and placed them on Song Mu's bedside. A little girl popped out behind Song Liangda.
This is Song Mingwei, the second uncle's only daughter. She is seven or eight years old and her nickname is Yaya.
The little girl is not fair, but her eyes are very big. The candle light shines brightly. She has two little yellow braids. She is carefully taking out a handkerchief from her pocket, then opening it and twisting a brown-black piece from inside.
The things were put into Song Mu's hands.
"Brother, I'll give you this candy. Take it after you finish your medicine."
The little girl said very sensibly, but she clenched the handkerchief tightly again, and then forced her eyes to move away from the sugar cube placed in Song Mu's palm. At that moment, Song Mu saw that only the sugar cube left in her handkerchief was
Some small pieces.
"Okay, Yaya, go ask your mother to bring the food in. We will have breakfast in Brother Mu's room." Song Liangda next to him said to Song Mingwei, and the little girl ran out quickly.
"Brother Mu, drink the medicine first. We'll have breakfast later. You haven't eaten rice or oil for several days, so your body won't be able to handle it."
Song Liangda said to Song Mu. Song Mu took the medicine and nodded, looking at the turbid liquid without frowning, he drank it in one gulp.
"Slow down, slow down, don't be anxious." Song Liangda hurriedly came up and patted Song Mu on the back. Song Liangda valued his nephew more than his own daughter.
When Song Liangda was young, he had taken too many medicines and had a weak body. The doctor said that having a daughter would be a blessing from heaven and earth. Now that his elder brother Song Liangtong is no longer alive, he is left with this single seedling. Song Liangda is determined not to let anything happen to Song Mu again.
Problem, otherwise he will never be able to see his ancestors again when he enters the underworld.
Fortunately, my nephew has been humble and polite since he was a child. Apart from being a bit dull in dealing with others, he is surprisingly smart in reading. The second year after his eldest brother left, he was admitted to the Tongsheng School on his own. This finally gave the Song family, which had hit rock bottom, some hope.
Nod your head.
But what Song Liangda couldn't figure out was why his nephew would do such dangerous things the day before yesterday even if he went to the county to study.
Song Mu, who had just suppressed the bitter taste in his throat, would not have thought of what Song Liangda was thinking at this moment, that he just felt that his body was too weak, and he would probably have to exercise more in the future in order to live well.
After a while, the second aunt Zhu came with food, and Song Liangda also helped move the tables and stools. Song Mu wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped and refused to do so.
The second aunt, Mrs. Zhu, was a strong-backed woman who looked quite tough. Song Mu also learned from his memory that Mrs. Zhu was from a farmer's family. When the Song family married their second uncle, they really couldn't afford much money.
, and the second uncle was a little sick, so the old man finally decided to find a strong girl from a poor family in the old village.
Since Song Mu's parents passed away, this dilapidated family has relied more on the support of the second aunt. Although they work hard, they can only barely feed the four people.
"Brother Mu, eat more. This is stewed chicken for you. Yesterday you only drank a little bit of soup, but today you ate a lot of it."
On the table with missing edges and corners, Song Liangda picked all the chicken on the table into Song Mu's bowl. Song Mu nodded and asked his second uncle and others to eat together, but saw that none of them moved their chopsticks.
Song Mu sighed, then put a piece of chicken into his mouth, and then gave Song Mingwei a chicken leg in a bowl.
"Yaya help eldest brother eat a chicken leg. He can't finish it." Song Mu said this, but blocked Song Liangda and pressed the drumstick directly into Song Ming's micro bowl.
Several people tried to evade it again, but Song Liangda saw that Song Mu was getting anxious and was afraid that he would get sick again, so he asked Song Ming to thank Song Mu slightly.
Song Mingwei sat on the bench, dangling her thin legs, eating chicken legs with joy, while Mrs. Zhu next to her had tears in her eyes.
"Damn it, my brother Mu is always active and lively, but he almost went to hell once."
"Brother Mu will be a Jinshi in the future, and he will build a Jinshi archway in the future. It's a sin."
At this time, Mrs. Zhu was just wiping her tears and muttering in a low voice. It must have been Mrs. Zhu who howled in pain that day.
Song Liangda told Mr. Zhu not to say such unlucky things at the dinner table, but Song Mu laughed it off. Song Liangda's expression also changed a bit, and he still asked.
"Brother Mu, tell your uncle honestly, why did you go out of the city to Yanggang the day before yesterday? Don't you know you can't go to that place?"
Song Mu was stunned for a moment, but he shook his head helplessly.
As for why Song Mu sought his own death, Song Mu had no memory of this. He only remembered that after leaving the city, Song Mu walked angrily towards an abandoned grave, but that place was not Yanggang.
"Second uncle, I really don't remember." Song Mu could only say this to Song Liangda. Seeing Song Mu's sincere expression, Song Liangda didn't want to tell the reason, so Song Liangda didn't dare to press, so he had to give up.
However, the conversation turned to this year's government examination. Song Mu was about to prepare to take the examination in the city, but the expenses for this journey had not yet been paid.
"Brother Mu, you can take good care of yourself. My uncle and aunt are both strong enough to scrape together a few taels of silver. If nothing else... Shiyang County will build a high city wall in the next few days, so I will go to work too.
go."
"Yes, this time, we will no longer be deceived by those traitors and let them remove all our property, even the bricks..." Mrs. Zhu said in a low voice next to her.
However, Song Mu knew that building the city was a labor service arranged by the government, which was very tiring and tiring.
The Song family inherited the scholarly status of the Song family and Song Liangtong, and because of Song Mu's current status as a child, they were barely exempted from hard labor. However, if they went to work, they could earn dozens of pennies a day.
Song Liangda almost gritted his teeth when he said this. For the sake of his nephew and his status as the direct descendant of the Song family, he completely ignored it this time.
Song Mu also put down the bowl and secretly clenched his fist with his left hand.
Now that I have survived in this world, there is no such thing as sitting back and eating.
There was also the matter of going to Yanggang. I clearly didn’t go to that dangerous place. Who wanted to put me to death?