Only fourteen years old, in her own world, still in junior high school, a standard Luo Li!
However, just after saying these words, Ye Buhui became obviously angry again and glared directly at him, his eyes became fierce, as if he wanted to eat people.
"That's weird, why are you glaring at me? Aren't I following what she said?" Su Ziji felt that he was innocent and entered the bookstore with a blank look on his face.
As soon as he came in, Ye Buhui closed the door directly.
"We won't be doing business today, let's go, my dad is waiting for you inside!" After humming, Ye Buhui walked in first and didn't wait for him.
Su Ziji touched his nose and felt that he would always be at a disadvantage in front of her, but he couldn't argue with a little girl. He followed her into the house and saw that the table had been set.
Pork knuckles, cabbage, lamb tripe slices, braised carp, and a plate of rice cakes. It's very rich, and it's just like what ordinary people would spend during the Chinese New Year.
Ye Weihan came over at this time and was very happy to see Su Ziji.
"Uncle Ye, this is too expensive." Su Ziji couldn't help but say that all these years, thanks to the help of the Ye family, he could earn hundreds or thousands of times this money in the future, but it was hard to repay the money.
Ye Weihan smiled, invited him to take a seat, and asked for a glass of wine. Su Ziji quickly grabbed it and poured it for him.
Ye Weihan picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and said: "Ziji, Uncle Ye is very happy that you can have this day. Firstly, it is to celebrate, and secondly, I hope you will bring no regrets with you when you go to Fucheng."
"Ah?" Su Ziji was startled by these words, but he had already thought of the chess match, and in an instant he realized what the other party meant: "But if you don't regret it, you are finally going to Fucheng to participate in the chess match?"
Ye Weihan nodded: "Exactly, from the time of Emperor Shizu of the former Wei Dynasty to this dynasty, chess competitions have been held every three years one after another. If you don't regret it, I have obtained the qualification for this competition a long time ago. As the saying goes, you can't become a national player at twenty. There is no hope for life. When it comes to playing chess, talent is all about talent, no matter how old you are. She is already pretty good at it now, so it’s time to give it a try."
"If we wait another three years, we will be delayed."
"It's just that my health is not good, and I'm not worried about her going alone. If I can go with you, it can be considered as having someone to take care of her."
The chess competition is held once every three years, and the location is the county seat - the prefectural city - the provincial capital - the capital. At such a time and place, it is actually for the convenience of the majority of students. If they have the love and confidence in playing chess, they can participate in chess before the exam. Playing games can be regarded as making friends and cultivating sentiments.
If you can win, your reputation will spread, and you may even be appreciated by the examiner.
After all, in this world, the art of chess is an elegant matter. The Wei Dynasty even had an official position for chess waiting for imperial edicts. Dazheng inherited this system. Although he had the highest talent of the eighth rank, it was the only official position that a woman could obtain besides entering the palace.
Su Ziji originally wanted to repay the Ye family's father and daughter, so of course he wouldn't mind such a small thing, and immediately expressed: "Please don't worry, I will accompany Buhui to the chess match, and I will ensure that she is safe and sound when I come back."
This was the reason why Ye Weihan asked Su Ziji to take Ye Buhui there. Ye Buhui was only fourteen years old. If he went by himself, there was no guarantee that something would not happen. Having a trustworthy man following him made Ye Weihan feel at ease.
It's a pity that I can't leave the county.
Ye Weihan glanced at his daughter who suddenly lowered his head to eat and said nothing, and he felt emotional: "Time flies, in a blink of an eye, you are almost fifteen years old, and it's time to have your haircut."
"I don't want you to be rich and powerful, but you must have some capital and can't be looked down upon by others."
"Go ahead and get yourself a title of chess player."
When Ye Buhui heard this, he almost choked and his eyes filled with tears, but he just shouted: "Dad!"
"Okay, daddy, don't talk anymore, daddy, don't talk anymore." Ye Weihan smiled, knowing that his daughter was shy, and turned to talk to Su Ziji about the government examination.
"You go to the government to take an exam. Don't worry about the money. I made some money from the new books and periodicals I sold. You can take ten taels over..." Ye Weihan waved his hand and said.
"Uncle Ye, no need. Fang Xi, or rather the Fang family, gave me ten taels this time." Su Ziji was not willing to ask for Ye Weihan's money. In fact, he knew in his heart that due to Ye Weihan's poor health and lack of energy, his business would not be good.
It's getting worse. This is his hard-earned money.
You can't give up for the sake of face, and you can't accept it shamelessly if you have a way!
Seeing Ye Weihan's question, Su Ziji elaborated on it one by one, and finally said: "Since the Fang family has goodwill to make friends, I accept it. Am I unable to repay this favor in the future?"
"After ten years of cold weather, no one asked, and you became famous all over the world in one fell swoop." Ye Weihan was filled with emotion in his heart. He drank the wine with a "go", looked at the spring breeze in the outer courtyard, and took a breath: "You can't say that you have become famous in one fell swoop, but
As long as you are selected as a scholar, you don’t have to worry about money and expenses.”
Knowing that Su Ziji had a financial problem, he naturally did not persuade Su Ziji to accept his gift of silver. He glanced at him with a complicated mood. An idea that had been in his mind came up again, but before he had time to think about it, he held the wine glass.
His throat felt itchy and he couldn't help coughing.
The coughing continued violently, and soon the handkerchief pressed against his mouth was filled with fishy and sweet smells.
"Dad -" Ye Buhui was so frightened that he pushed the chair away and supported his father. Seeing that the handkerchief was covered with blood, tears fell down immediately. He wanted to speak, but the words reached his throat but he couldn't. His whole body was full of blood.
Tremble.
Su Ziji was steady and said immediately: "You help uncle to the bed first, and I will go and fetch the doctor!"
When Ye Buhui responded with a nasal voice, he opened the door and ran out.
It was just dark at this time, and there were some pedestrians on the street. Some people who knew Su Ziji saw him running past in a hurry and couldn't help but ask questions, but Su Ziji didn't care at all and hurried directly to Dr. Zhao's hospital.
The hospital has three facades. There was a man sitting next to the counter, wearing starched snow-white clothes. He was talking to a waiter in a low voice. When he heard footsteps, he looked over. When he saw Su Ziji, he asked in surprise: "
You came here in such a hurry, is there something urgent?"
This is Doctor Zhao. In the past, when Su's father was ill, Su Ziji would often come here to get medicine or ask for medical treatment at home. He trusted Doctor Zhao's character and knew that although Doctor Zhao was not a famous doctor, he was still a good doctor in Linhua County.
The doctor got it.
"Mr. Zhao, there is a patient who suddenly coughs and vomits blood, please come with me to check it out!" Su Ziji said hurriedly.
When he heard that he was vomiting blood, he knew he couldn't wait any longer. Doctor Zhao didn't waste any time and immediately asked a clerk to see the doctor. The other quickly followed him out carrying a wooden box.
As soon as he reached the street and looked in the direction he was going, Doctor Zhao immediately guessed who the patient was.
"The patient who is vomiting blood, is he Boss Ye?" Although Zhao Langzhong was over fifty, he was in strong health. He followed Su Ziji in stride. Not only was he not out of breath, but he still had the energy to ask.
Su Ziji nodded repeatedly: "It was Uncle Ye. He was drinking and suddenly vomited blood."
"Oh, his disease is tuberculosis. It has been going on for a long time. Now he is vomiting blood and the situation is not good." After seeing Ye Weihan, Doctor Zhao knew his body very well and couldn't help shaking his head at this time.
Tuberculosis? Is this tuberculosis?
In the era without streptomycin, this was almost one of the terminal diseases. Su Ziji felt a little bit in his heart, and before he arrived at Ye's book store, he asked: "Is there any chance that Uncle Ye's illness will get better?"