Dress up and fight!

Chapter 1524 There must be a trap for catching a son-in-law under the list (8)

Every ten years, there will be one or two people who can study in Wangjia Village. Although these people may not be very promising, they have no problem supporting themselves.

And they also hand over part of the money they earn every year to the ancestral hall, which is used to repair the ancestral hall and educate the children in the village.

The rule in the village is that each child is only allowed to take the child's birth test twice. If he fails both times, he can only resign himself to his fate and come back to find a job to make a living.

It is to implement the education that no matter how hard it is, it can't be hard.

Driven by this good atmosphere, the entire Wangjia Village has become more refined, and almost everyone can spit out a few lines of poetry casually.

Even when I am interested in farming sometimes, I can sing a poem with great enthusiasm, and the whole village has a unique elegance.

Just when everyone in Wangjia Village thought that they could become the number one village of poetry and books in the past and present, a strange person suddenly appeared.

That person is the youngest son of Wang Youfang's family at the head of the village, Wang Pengju.

This Wang Pengju is just fourteen years old this year. He didn't like reading since he was a child, but because the children in the village regard reading as the highest career in life.

In order not to break away from the group, he could only patiently read books with other children.

Wang Pengju was quite gifted in reading, so he was admitted to Tongsheng early, but his parents forced him to pass the entrance examination, but he couldn't do it.

He claimed that he wanted to be a general, but he refused to continue his studies even if he was beaten to death.

Wang Pengju naturally has his own considerations. First, the tuition fees for the children after birth are borne by each family. He doesn't want his parents to be exhausted in order to earn money for him to study.

Second, he has had enough of this kind of life of scribbling words, what he wants is the feeling of rushing to the battlefield with fresh clothes and angry horses.

In the era of emphasizing literature over martial arts, Wang Pengju's idea is like dropping a heavy bomb in Wangjiacun, which believes in the supremacy of poetry and books.

Not only Wang Pengju's parents couldn't accept it, even the patriarch of Wangjia Village personally came to persuade Wang Pengju.

Unexpectedly, Wang Pengju gritted his teeth as if he had become determined after eating a weight, unwilling to change his decision.

But there are those who watch the excitement and don't care about it. I don't know where to buy a martial arts cheat book and give it to him.

After Wang Pengju got it, it was like a treasure. Afterwards, he cut his hair short and combed it to look like a martial artist.

After finishing the farm work every day, he waved branches beside the stream outside the village, claiming that he wanted to practice sword.

Originally a child under the age of fifteen, the more others told him not to do something, the more he had to do it.

The Wang family's parents beat and scolded, and finally they could only follow Wang Pengju's own opinion.

Wang Pengju didn't wink too. Every night when he went home for dinner, he would happily tell his parents how much strength he had gained today and what new moves he had learned.

It only made Wang's parents worry and lost a few laps.

Did the son know it? Seeing his self-defeating appearance, their hearts ached as if they had been gouged out by a knife.

Originally, the Wang family thought that this would be another day of mental torture by their son, but who would have thought that Wang Pengju was very quiet today.

After the Wang family and his wife brought the food to the table, Wang Pengju started eating without saying a word.

The food in the Wang family was not bad. The bowls of the Wang family father and son were both full of a large bowl of dry rice, and an egg was put in the bowl of Wang Pengju.

Seeing their son who was always beaming and showing off with him, he suddenly became taciturn. The Wang family couple looked at each other, obviously seeing something wrong with their son, but they didn't dare to ask.

Wang Pengju is really not quite right now, his whole village is full of scholars, and he says he is practicing martial arts on weekdays, but in fact he holds a branch and draws random strokes in the air.

But today a man dressed in rags but good-looking came to the village. The man seemed a little stupid, holding a bundle of firewood and Xin asked him if anyone in the village wanted to buy it.

Wang Pengju almost laughed out loud on the spot, not to mention the fact that the firewood in the man's hand was short and thin, just by looking at the branches that were still wet, he knew that it must not be able to burn.

Who would have thought that when he told the man that there was no one in the village who wanted firewood, the man asked him in frustration, where there was a lack of work, and he only wanted a bite to eat.

This man is Shen Jiwei who came out to find something to eat.

Wang Pengju originally wanted to say that the most indispensable thing in the village is labor force, because they themselves will have enough to eat.

But when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back. He thought of a way to verify his martial arts skills.

Therefore, Wang Pengju found out half of the corn pancake that he had forgotten a few days ago, and told Shen Jiwei that he would give the half pancake to Shen Jiwei as long as Shen Jiwei would accompany him to practice qigong.

This tortilla was given to him by his mother secretly when he was punished by his father for starvation.

He only ate half a piece, and then picked up the stuff, who knew that when he remembered it again, the corn tortilla had already become moldy.

Since he was reluctant to waste food, he has been reluctant to throw away the pancakes, and it just came in handy today.

After the two reached a preliminary deal, Wang Pengju quickly grabbed his "weapon" to attack Shen Jiwei.

Hearing Shen Jiwei yelling, Wang Pengju felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

At that moment, he felt like a general standing on the battlefield.

The more Wang Pengju thought about it, the more excited he was, and he moved the branch in his hand towards Shen Jiwei's face, only to hear Shen Jiwei scream: "My eyes!" Then he lay motionless on the ground.

Wang Pengju was terrified, and suddenly realized that he might have gotten into trouble.

The lofty arrogance before was like a flood, and all that was left was fear.

Although Wang Pengju wanted to run, he still restrained his fear and pulled Shen Jiwei up.

Who would have thought that Shen Jiwei, whose mouth was full of blood, was crying silently.

After knowing that the person was not dead, Wang Pengju was also relieved.

But seeing Shen Jiwei's appearance was really miserable, he was afraid that Shen Jiwei would sue his parents.

So he found a broken bowl from home, and gave Shen Jiwei the porridge and water he had saved at noon.

After reminding Shen Jiwei not to tell anyone about this, Wang Pengju finally sent Shen Jiwei away with peace of mind.

But today, after all, he was frightened. Wang Pengju was still sleepy until eating, which was so scary. At that moment, he really thought he had killed someone.

Jin Qing carried Shen Jiwei to find the place where he fell in the morning, and Shen Jiwei pointed to the only little blood and messy footprints left on the ground: "That's right here, he hit me, it hurts so much!"

While speaking, two bubbles of tears were brewing in Shen Jiwei's eyes, which kept rolling in their sockets.

But because of his "fatherhood", he could only hold back his tears.

Jin Qing looked away: too stupid to watch.

Gently sniffing the smell in the air, Jin Qing went to the woods and found a branch, and brought it to Shen Jiwei: "Did he hit you with this thing?"

It still smelled of Shen Jiwei's blood.

(End of this chapter)