Two hundred and twentieth chapters second uncle's admonition
I don’t know if there were too many things that were instilled in Li Xuan last time that he has not yet fully digested, or if he was imprisoned in the palace again, and he must be a good prince who studies hard and makes progress every day. In the next few days,
, Li Yi never saw him in Ruyifang again.
Wan Ruoqing and the actors were rehearsing the new Huapi play. The Goulan that Li Yi often went to had not opened its doors for several days. Only Xiaozhu, a girl who liked to climb the wall, would occasionally pop up from the other side of the courtyard wall and ask him some detailed questions.
After asking clearly, he quickly jumped off the wall and disappeared for a long time.
Fortunately, he wasn't just idle these days. When he had nothing to do, he wrote out the story scripts that would be used in the future and handed them over to them, so he didn't have to worry about the rest.
In an era when there were no copy machines or printers, the only way was to copy by hand, and it could only be done by himself, and there was no possibility of having someone write for him.
Writing with a brush is much more tiring than a pencil and a ballpoint pen. Long-form masterpieces such as "Journey to the West" and "The Legend of White Snake" are not within the scope of Li Yi's consideration for the time being. "Liao Zhai" is relatively more suitable. The story is not long and the content is
But it is very attractive, and there are many classic stories in it. It is more than enough to support a hook fence.
He would write several stories every day. If he got tired from copying, he would walk in the yard and do some less strenuous movements. Ruyi would occasionally come over to give guidance. Of course, he never failed to do his daily Qi therapy.
The speed of his body's recovery is extremely fast. It is almost mid-November now. If he keeps this speed, his body will be fully recovered before the end of the year.
"Tomorrow is the anniversary of my father's death. Ruyi and I are going back to the village to pay our respects. My husband has not recovered yet, so we can stay here with peace of mind. I will ask Uncle Fang to come over tomorrow." During the meal, Liu Ruyi said to Li Yi.
Li Yi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Although I haven't recovered yet, it doesn't hurt to walk more. I'll go back with you."
On the death anniversary of my father-in-law, as my uncle, he should go back to pay homage.
Besides, after being huddled in such a small place all day long, I'm afraid that the old wounds haven't healed yet, and new illnesses have to be suppressed. I haven't been back to Liuye Village for a long time, so I might as well go back and have a look.
"The mountain road is difficult, so Ruyi and I should go." Liu Ruyi looked at him and said.
"It's really fine. If you don't believe me, just look at it." Liu Ruyi was still doubtful about his physical condition. Li Yi had already stood up, patted his chest, twisted his waist, and walked quickly around the house to indicate where the mountain road was for him.
It's just a small thing.
Seeing Li Yi's insistence, Liu Ruyi could only nod helplessly.
"Uncle, aren't you going to eat?" Xiaohuan asked suspiciously when he saw that Li Yi did not sit down again after standing up. There was still a lot of food left in the bowl.
"Uh..., wait a minute, it seems that I twisted my waist just now..." Li Yi put a hand on his waist and said with an embarrassed look.
As a human being, you still shouldn't get too carried away, otherwise it's easy to twist your waist.
This time, Ruyi used her own unique technique to massage him for a long time, and then the waves of pain gradually disappeared.
I had a beautiful dream. Early the next morning, I closed the shop door, rented a carriage from the car dealership as usual, got off at the foot of Luliu Mountain, and headed straight to Liuye Village along the mountain road.
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The process of paying homage to their father-in-law was very simple. They did not invite Taoist priests to open a dojo, nor did they ask monks to recite sutras for salvation. The two sisters cleaned up the tomb and nearby weeds one by one, burned some paper money, and drank all the spirits produced in the jar of Ruyifang.
After falling into the soil in front of the grave, Li Yi also stepped forward and kowtowed respectfully, then he and Xiaohuan went back first, leaving Sister Ruyi to stay there for a while.
When passing through the village, people from the Liu clan would come over and inquire eagerly. When he was in Ruyifang, they would occasionally bring some things to look at, put down their things, and ask a few questions.
The younger one stayed for a while and then got up to say goodbye.
No one will mention the previous grievances now. At least on the surface, it looks like a beautiful scene of neighborly harmony.
"Uncle, are you feeling better?" When we walked somewhere in the village, an old man with gray hair ran out of the yard.
"Haha, it's no longer a serious problem now." Uncle Han had indirectly saved Li Yi's life. When he saw him, the smile on Li Yi's face was much more enthusiastic than before.
"That's good, that's good." When Uncle Han heard this, the wrinkles on his face blossomed.
The uncle and the young lady have always been very helpful to him, and the family has never run out of rice, noodles, meat and vegetables. A few days ago, the young lady came to the house and left a lot of money. He wanted to refuse, but the young lady was resolute, so he could only accept it.
Down.
Knowing that the gadget he made last time had helped his uncle, and that he had always been favored by others, he felt very happy in what he could do for his lady.
"Boy Han, has my chair been repaired?" An old voice suddenly came from behind. Li Yi turned around and saw an old man with a crutch and a stooped body walking slowly towards this side.
"Second uncle." Xiaohuan greeted hurriedly.
There is only one person in Liuye Village who can call Uncle Han that way. Except for the old and strong second uncle, no one has this qualification.
"Second Master." Uncle Han said with a smile on his face: "It has been repaired and will be sent to you today."
The second uncle nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Li Yi, smacked his lips, shook his head and said: "Scholar, it's good, but it's just that your body is too weak. I think your ancestors were both civil and military in the past..."
After a while, the old man ended his tirade, patted Li Yi on the shoulder, and said: "In the future, you should spend more time practicing martial arts. No matter how cats or dogs can bully you... What don't you understand?"
, ask your wife for advice..."
After warning like this, the old man waved his hand and slowly walked away.
Seeing the old man taking a few steps, his body was hunched, and it looked like half of his feet had already stepped into the soil. He really couldn't imagine how he picked up the solid rocking chair with one hand last time. On the way back, Li Yi was curious
He asked the little maid: "Did your second uncle know martial arts when he was young?"
"I don't know..." The little maid shook her head cutely, "When Xiaohuan and Miss were young, my second uncle was like this..."
Xiaohuan mentioned that when he was a child, it was almost ten years ago. Li Yi couldn't help but marvel in his heart. His second uncle's vitality was really tenacious.
The bucket-waisted woman stood at the door of her house, watching Li Yi and Xiaohuan walk into the yard, with extremely complicated expressions on her face.
Wu Ying died. He kidnapped Ruyi's uncle and wanted to steal the Ruyi Dew formula, but he died in an internal fight with other gangsters in the end.
She had clearly seen Wu Ying's evil intentions before, but she didn't warn him in time. Unexpectedly, he actually did such a thing.
Wu Ying's parents died young. Growing up, she took great care of her nephew. When she learned of his death, her feelings were complicated and difficult to describe.
This complexity becomes even clearer when meeting Li Yi.
Although he deserved it, after all, he was still her nephew!
After a long time, the second aunt Wu sighed, turned around and walked back into the house.
At the same time, Li Mingzhu, the Anxi County government office, frowned as she looked at an official document from the Criminal Department in her hand.
