Six clothes are not as good as the new ones are not as old as the old ones
It has been a cool autumn, and there is no need to worry about not being able to fill his stomach. The young man Wei Changpan's cheeks gradually became plumper, and his green clothes seemed to be pressed tight.
With an extra tael of silver coming into the family every month, the rice jar will naturally no longer bottom out easily. When my mother is sick, she can go to the drug store to grab two pairs of heat-clearing and cough-relieving medicines. The clear porridge becomes dry rice and can occasionally be seen on the dinner table.
Clothed with meat and fish, my father and mother also each bought a pair of homespun clothes that were rough but strong. Their smiling faces were better than the sad faces in the previous years when they were worried about food and clothing.
The same one tael of silver is just a few meals of wine and meat for Mr. Qian and others in the town, but for Wei Changpan and his family, it is a real help in times of need. The couple neither understand nor can they explain the small amounts of kindness in the book.
Repaying someone with a spring of water, the principle that a day's favor should be repaid in a lifetime, I just gave him countless instructions to do good things for others.
Wei Changpan seriously answered his parents, of course.
The beauty in white with a nice smile is named Cui, the person with a cold temperament is named Cen, the person named Cen is cold-tempered and likes to read, the person named Gu comes first and holds the pipa and asks him questions when nothing happens, and the person named Yue is dressed in men's clothes and looks tired.
I serve the girls around me. Xiao Zhuer, whom I met for the first time, likes sweets the most. Xiao Juer is always dressing up Sister Cen. Meier is the most magnificent person in this place. I accompany Sister-in-law who likes to dance with swords.
The one who holds the sword and practices it is Xiao Lan'er, and there is another person named Granny Chen who is responsible for eating and drinking. Although she is much older than Wei Changpan's mother, she can still see her youthful beauty from her features.
After becoming a boy, in addition to helping the family with farm work, he fetched bath water for the four beauties, helped Nanny Chen go shopping in the town, scrubbed the objects in the brothel, and other trivial matters.
The bitterness of sweating profusely in the mountains and having to be wary of wild beasts, insects, and snakes is simply incomparable. If you have nothing to do, you will most likely be dragged away by the woman holding the pipa to listen to some stories outside the town, and then go away on the pretext of "officially growing older."
He stuffed some delicious cakes and snacks that he had never seen before in his belly. Wei Changpan, who was reluctant to enjoy them all to himself, often picked up some good ones with a handkerchief and wrapped them back for his parents to taste. The rest were naturally picked up by Xiao Zhu'er and Xiao Ju'er.
Several girls divided it up.
It's not that I didn't have some doubts about these women who looked like immortals who had fallen into the mortal world. I recommended a well-respected old man in the town to inquire. After a few inquiries, it was clearly written on the house deed that the clothes on their bodies were similar to those of the people in the town.
The big difference is that I can't explain the "aura", and they are all women, and they treat others well.
There is nothing to say, and these people can no longer point fingers.
Most of the ordinary people in the town were happy to see the wealthy people coming to the town. They were willing to smile and say hello to Grandma Chen who often went shopping on the main road in the town. The young man was also blessed by this.
Many hawkers in the town greeted me with smiles. After all, she was an old woman, and the daily food required for ten people was not a small amount, so I brought along Wei Changpan, a man who can carry a hundred kilograms of load, to help carry some vegetables.
, this amount is naturally not considered hard work for him. Moreover, the work in the brothel is so easy that it is a bit ridiculous. If you don’t do some heavy work and tiring work, go get that small piece of silver in the middle of the month.
When the time comes, my conscience will feel uneasy.
The alley under the tree at the corner of the street has always been a gathering place for idle bachelors who have nothing to do. They don't have any likes or dislikes for a poor boy like Wei Changpan. They never thought that this child who never looked up would become a sky-high price.
The servants beside those beauties also have a monthly salary that makes the wealthy families in the town jealous. These men who have no worries about food and clothing but don’t have much money are very envious. But it is limited to this. If you follow
If such a half-grown child is fighting in the autumn wind, why won't his spine be broken by the people in the town?
In private, these unmarried men often pulled Wei Changpan over and asked about the appearance and figure of the girls. They could not explain why, or they pretended to be deaf and dumb, which made these men full of expectations angry.
He slapped him on the head while thinking hard.
Relatives and friends heard that he could now bring one tael of silver to his family every month, and they all praised him for being able to earn money to support his family at his age.
There is one voice that always maintains a completely opposite tone to everyone else.
Wei Changpan picked up a full load of vegetables and sundries and arrived at the brothel first. However, Nanny Chen's legs and feet were a little stiff and she lagged behind.
From a distance, he watched a figure in a broad robe and long sleeves walking back and forth next to the building. When he saw it clearly, he hurriedly took a few steps forward, put down his bag, and bowed his hands to the person in front of him.
The man took it calmly.
Who made him Wei Changpan’s husband and elder?
It was originally the seed of study that he had the most high hopes for, but now he is engaged in the business of serving women. It is really... insulting to the gentlemen! When he heard that the young man recruited into the brothel was the junior he valued most, he
He was so angry that the gray beard on his mouth trembled.
It's okay for such a gifted smart kid not to go to school. How can he waste his talent and energy in that gentle countryside every day?
The old scholar was angry.
"Meet sir."
The old scholar who just came back to his senses saw the young man who was still bowing respectfully as when he was a disciple. The sage's teachings that he had already prepared in his stomach could not be uttered. He just saw that he was still
With his dark, clear and clean eyes, the anger immediately dissipated, and he felt a mixture of emotions in his heart.
"I happened to pass by here today and stopped by to see you." The old scholar lied, seeing that Wei Changpan was no longer thinner than before, his cheeks finally no longer sunken inward, and his height seemed to be taller, and his face was concealed.
He couldn't help but smile sincerely. It seemed that his master was treating him well. He nodded secretly, and the old scholar relaxed his mind, straightened his body, and began to ask him the truth in the book he had been taught previously as a gentleman.
After all, he hadn't picked up the book for several days, and he still stumbled a bit after thinking about the two questions for a while. Wei Changpan was also self-aware, and he lowered his head and waited for the old scholar, whose brows were frowning more and more, to admonish him.
Unexpectedly, the old scholar, who was always extremely rigorous in his studies, had no intention of admonishing him in the street. He just sighed, took out two books that were also mended in his scholar's shirt, and handed them to the young man. Wei Changpan was even more uneasy than being admonished.
I looked at my husband looking at the brothel with a complicated expression.
He was a high-spirited scholar who had already obtained the title of scholar at the age of 18. He traveled across mountains and rivers from Qingshan Town in a peaceful corner to the state city with majestic brick and stone walls. He was still very satisfied with his ambition.
The examination room of Nagongyuan is next to a winding river that passes through the city. There is a beautiful spring breeze for ten miles, and thousands of doors open by the river. The river houses on both sides of the river are all decorated with silk windows, ten miles of bead curtains, and the prosperity of light boats is the best in the world.
Having read about the prosperity of this city in a book, he was fascinated by it. When he caught a glimpse of the stitches on the Confucian shirt sewn by the same man himself, he smiled.
I wonder if she is okay?
Grandma Chen was walking slowly while rubbing her sore waist and legs. The young man carrying the burden in front of her had disappeared, which made her feel a little emotional. She recalled that when she was young, she walked on the road known as "Small moons and golden dust".
In this prosperous place, I saw the scholars in this town for the first time.