I rewrote family history

Chapter 50 A Cluster of Catkins

It rained a lot during the night.

The autumn rain is continuous, and the rain is not heavy.

Accompanied by the sound of gurgling rain, Xu Er Lengzi slept all the way to the corner.When the sun was basking in his butt, he smelled the cooked aroma of dry fried soybeans, and he woke up.

(Near noon, called Yuzhong.)
When he was in the county, he had no time to relax.

Although there are ingenious ways to evade the tasks assigned by the treasurer Qian, but it is not easy to deliberately avoid the past for ten days.During the lunch break after morning class and the leisure time after evening class, he not only had to spare time to copy the decree of the county office workshop, but also worked as a helper in the floral clothing shop.

After returning home, he slept so soundly for the first time.After a good night's sleep, all the fatigue seemed to gradually dissipate in his snoring.

"Father, I got a compliment from Mr. Zhou yesterday."

After Xu Er'er washed up and read in the morning, he walked to the stove and casually said this to Xu San'er who was busy cooking.

One of the reasons why I spent money to buy candy cakes yesterday was to celebrate this event.

"Who is Mr. Zhou? Isn't it Mr. Liu?"

Xu San'er was bored for a long time before replying.

He knows the county town very well, what kind of business the shops operate on which street, and the He family's property of the big family in the city, etc., he basically knows everything.But only Hongwentang..., he, like the gray fox before, has been a strange forbidden area since his memory.

The school's mountain screen wall cuts off all the visiting eyes of outsiders.

The Mr. of the primary school affiliated to Hongwen Hall, he only knows Liu Changda who was mentioned by Xu Erlianzi.Mr. Other has never appeared in Xu Er's mouth.

"Mr. Zhou is a scholar. He was once personally awarded by the academy. He is a first-class student. He once won the imperial examination, the imperial governor of Nanyang Prefecture, in the academy..."

Xu Erlianzi talked about the achievements of the old master in order to let his father feel at ease about him and less worried about him.However, as he spoke, his mouth became hoarse and it was difficult to make a sound.

The old master is not welcome in the school.

He is the one being criticized!
In his heart, he also felt that the old master was a corrupt person, although his usual words never showed it.

Of course, being rotten doesn't mean the old master is a bad guy.

Using a person he doesn't agree with very much, to make father agree with him.It seems a little ridiculous.

"Mr. Zhou is a man of interest!"

"Boy, Mr. Zhou praised you, you must learn from Mr. Zhou."

Xu San'er had a rare smile on his face.

Mr. Liu, who studied abroad in the East, is a little far away from Xu San'er.He knew that the foreign students who came back from the West and the East were all rare people, but he didn't feel very real because they were too rare.He didn't even go to Nanyang Mansion, so he didn't know about the students studying abroad.

However, the old master is different....

The imperial examination system is something that has been handed down from generation to generation.He clearly understood the meanings of the titles of scholar, first-class farm student, and Nanyang government chief.

"Well, Dad."

"I will study hard with Mr. Zhou."

Xu Er was stupefied for a while, and responded.

After such a conversation, the father and son have nothing else to communicate.The stable side room fell into a long silence again.Soon, Xu San'er finished cooking.Rice is wild vegetable pimple soup.

Had lunch.

Xu Er stunned got up and resigned, "Father, I went back to the county early. You know, copying orders in the workshop, helping the floral dress shop, homework... I have a lot to do."

He has a lot of things to do, so he can't be idle.Saturdays and Sundays are the holidays for the students after a busy week, but for him, this is the busiest time of work.

Xu San'er was sitting on the threshold smoking a dry cigarette. He was silent for a while, then walked to the stove, grabbed two handfuls of soybeans that had been fried in the morning from the clay pot, and was about to stuff them into the pocket of Xu Er's fool, "It Not bad for this stammer,"

It refers to the bay red horse.

Mules and horses like to eat fried or boiled soybeans.Cooked salted soybeans can help mules and horses grow fat and strengthen.If you want to raise a horse well, it is not enough to just eat grass, and you have to feed soybeans and chickens from time to time.

"This……"

Xu Er stunned and refused, "This is not appropriate."

He really stayed away from these two handfuls of soybeans.

When he was a child, he was hungry and there was no oil and water in his stomach. He was greedy, and what he was greedy for was soybeans for horses.At that time, there was not a bay horse in the stable, but an old black horse.He once snatched a handful of soybeans and stuffed them into his mouth, and then he was whipped by his father with a horsewhip.It was drawn from the stables to the outside of the courtyard, and the people in Xujiapuzi saw the joke.

When he grew up, he actually understood.It's not a big deal for a child to steal soybeans from the owner. If a handful of soybeans are missing from a horse, it doesn't really matter...

"I'm not short of this bite."

Xu Er stunned refused coldly.

He knew that this sentence would hurt his father's heart, and it would hurt his love again.But this soybean, since he was a child, he has hated Xu San'er until now.

These two handfuls of soybeans are also his scars.

The gray-white fox bit its canine teeth, holding back its thoughts, and didn't say a word.

The son of a long-term worker never understands the rules to understand the rules, how many beatings he has to suffer...

This, it understands.

It is not qualified to persuade Xu Er stupid on this point.

Because it's also hard to let go.

This is a knot.

It can persuade Xu San'er to eat the leftover mutton stewed noodles, but it is difficult to persuade Xu Er's fool to eat these two handfuls of fried soybeans.Furthermore, as Xu Er Lengzi said, he is not bad at this stutter.

Xu San'er's mouth opened, but nothing came out.

"Father, I'm leaving."

The sky outside was very blue, so Xu Er stunned after saying this, turned and left.He left Xujiapuzi and walked on the dirt road on Yuanpo.At this time, the autumn wind after the rain was very strong, which dried his eyes.

He once again passed through the grandpa's grave.

The white silk python paper has long been turned into nutrients and disappeared into the loam. Rows of green corn stalks stand on both sides of the road. The thick bracts tightly wrap the nascent bracts, leaving only light yellow ears of corn.It looks like the red tassel of the red tassel spear, fluttering in the wind.

……

"After I returned to the county seat, I really didn't have much time to spare. The money shopkeeper of the Huayi shop asked me to take the new clothes I made to the back house of the county government office. These are the new clothes ordered by the wives of the back house..."

As Xu Congzheng spoke, he casually grabbed a cluster of catkins flying to the window sill of the ward.

The catkins in early April are still fresh, but the catkins in mid-April are very boring.Not only breathing, but also itching when it is close to the skin.

"So..., Grandpa, you saw Miss Wednesday again?"

Xu Qing caught the words "county government back house", so she asked.

Old-fashioned stories are easy to make people sad, but the youthful stories that sprouted in youth will inadvertently soothe people a lot.Even though I know it's just my first love.

(End of this chapter)