I rewrote family history

Chapter 92 The Wedding of Xu Shuwen

night.

When Xu San'er came back from work, he boiled a pot of hot water on the public stove, then at the corner of the courtyard, he pulled a piece of tattered tarpaulin he picked up from nowhere to form a triangle, and began to scrub his body.

There are public bathhouses in the county, one copper per bath.But for the coolies, this kind of thing is a waste of money, and it is better to burn the stove and wash it by yourself.

"The day after tomorrow is the young master... Shuwen's wedding." Xu San'er entered the rented room, drying her hair with a thick towel while talking, "We have to give a gift, we can't just go there for free, you have decided what gift to give No? Less, it’s better not to go back and be despised by others.”

"You are a scholar, why don't you go to the book shop and buy a set of books for him?"

"It's also considered elegant."

he said.

In the past, these matters of gift giving were all up to him to decide, and Xu Er's idiot couldn't get in the way.But today is different, the son has become the master of the county government.Even though the rules outside were not greater than the rules at home, Xu Er still had to call him father, but he also had to discuss important matters with him.

Furthermore, he was illiterate, so the gift he picked might be too vulgar for his status.

What kind of person should give what kind of gift.

This is the rule.

"Send books?" Hearing this, Xu Erlianzi put the brush in his hand on the celadon brush washer, then dried the ink stains on the plain paper on the table, and said in a deep voice: "Buying books is a good way. I remember, he last year At this moment, I’m still reading the simplified version of the Red Chamber..."

He said, with a hint of disdain in his tone.Last year, Xu Shuwen went to the wheat field to supervise the harvesting. He sat on the stepping stone under the elm tree in the field, holding a simplified illustration of the Red Chamber, and copied the colored paintings inside with bamboo paper.He still remembers this incident.How old is he, yet so childish.

June is the season when crops mature.

On the ninth day of June, the father and son walked to the plateau, and when they looked around, there were golden wheat waves everywhere.Xu San'er followed Xu Er, who was old and walked slowly, not as fast as young people.After walking for a while, he babbled a few words, saying that these were the wheat seeds he sowed after harvesting the corn last year, or that the half acre of land was not that fertile at all. subsequent output.

Xu Er stupidly echoed a few words perfunctorily.He doesn't have to plan food in the ground anymore, it's really not interesting to hear about these old sesame seeds and rotten millet.

When the two of them walked together about a hundred steps away from the fort, they heard several sudden bangs.Then, there was crackling firecrackers.

Piles of red shredded paper were scattered on the ground.

"Go slowly, the auspicious time has come."

Xu San'er stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck for a glance, and saw that the gate of the bungalow was open, surrounded by black heads towards the west of the village, and the back of a groom riding a horse with a hairpin.

"Third brother, oh, you're back. I haven't seen you for dozens of days, and third brother has developed? Your gown is made of crepe, and the material is really new..."

"I made you fat, third brother, in the county town."

"Why, look down on us clansmen, and treat us to a good meal anytime. Look at the master, he didn't take the gift money, and let us sit."

"Is this a fool? I haven't seen you for a few days, and I look more refined."

"What a fool, he's called Xu Cong now, he's a student in the school..."

After the two and one fox squeezed into the crowd, all good and bad words came out of the group of farmers, people they knew and people they didn't know greeted the two aliens.How can the clothes of the villagers be so new?Not a master but raised a student?

Anything that hinders their cognition is an aggressive and strange thing that they like to talk about.

"Scary! Xu San'er is just sitting on the mountain and eating nothing. He sold the water to irrigate the land and went to the county to enjoy the blessings. Sooner or later, he will suffer from his disadvantages. He can't sell the land no matter what. Look at him now, he will have a lot of sins in the future..."

A few villagers hiding in the crowd whispered and commented on the wealth of the father and son.

Even though they envy this kind of wealth, they still think it is an unfilial act that corrupts the virtue of their ancestors.In all kinds of things, it is not as reliable as having land in your hand.This is the case with thousands of years of experience.

"That's not it..." Xu San'er raised his head, abruptly raised his height by two or three inches, stood out from the crowd, and stood out from the crowd, but then he deliberately lowered his voice, using a special voice Said in a high-pitched voice, "I don't have any skills, but my baby was appreciated by the master of the county yamen and turned into a full-time official for him. Now he is a master's book office. There is no future. After all, he still has to study. This job is just a job. To support the family..."

The onlookers were shocked, felt that Xu San'er was a head shorter, and took a few steps back deliberately.But soon they came together like cats smelling fish.

A good word came out of their mouths desperately.Why, I have long seen that the second fool is extraordinary. From the day he was born, I thought he would be rich in the future, or at the age of seven, I looked at the old man, and looked down upon him as a character....

Some people even talked about marriage with Xu San'er, talking about their daughter.

Xu Er stared at this scene in a daze, silent.When the villagers approached and wanted to get close, he responded with cold eyes. He stared around like this, and the people around him would smile and take a step back consciously, not daring to stain his clothes.

He didn't think how nice these people were, and the scar on his forehead that had disappeared was still hurting.

The master is wrong, but he is also guilty of murder!
"Father, the auspicious time has come, let's enter the house as guests."

"Don't miss the hour."

Guessing that it was almost time, Xu Shuwen had already dismounted and entered the house.Xu Er stunned and pulled Xu San'er, and then said.Although the master Xu Zhiyong invited the villagers to eat the flowing water banquet for free, he would not invite them to the house.The dining in the house is far better than outside.

Xu San'er nodded, clicked his tongue incessantly, and made a farewell with a few well-known fellows from the village.Then he walked towards the west end of the village with Xu Erlianzi.

"What's the air, it's just a fluke of good luck..."

"When you have money, you don't recognize your family. This kind of person has no conscience."

After walking away, a group of people began to curse behind their backs.

People of the same clan, those who have not produced five clothes, are their own family members.

Xu Er was already prepared for this, listening with his left ear and speaking with his right ear.But Xu San'er paused for a moment, as if he couldn't believe that fellow villagers of the same clan could be so vicious.Yes, his trip was for showing off, but he also had the idea of ​​dismantling the previous enmity.But the current scene disappointed him.

"A little bit of hatred won't cause..."

he murmured.

But his soliloquy was not heard.At the gate of Xu's house, gongs and drums were blaring, and red lanterns hung high.Rows of sedan chairs stopped at the door, and there were seven or eight tables of running water mats laid out along the road.

Xu Cong handed the invitation along with cash and presents to the accountant.

The accountant was hired temporarily and was also a member of Xujiapuzi's tribe.A former old boy with some prestige in the clan.He didn't look at Xu Cong, took the invitation, opened it, checked the gift money and gifts, and read: "Xu Cong gave five coins as a gift, and a set of red chamber lithographs..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Tongsheng raised his head and glanced at Xu Er, "Xu Cong? You're back? It's okay, it's better to get rid of enemies than to tie them up. We are all fellow villagers. Master Xu has also helped your family a lot."

There are not many households in Xujiapuzi, and they are all of the same clan, so how could they not know each other.

"Uncle, you are right."

"After all, the young master and I grew up together. How can we have a relationship? His marriage...I still have to take a look."

Xu Er nodded in a daze and replied.

(End of this chapter)