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In Wensheng Pavilion, the little girl was heartbroken and wailed loudly.

If the bald peach tree in the yard had small hands, he would cover his small ears with both hands.

Xinhe and the abbot comforted Fat Huahua with a few words in a gentle voice, but he couldn't calm down, and the situation was getting worse.

The little girl's voice was high-pitched and thin, not so much crying as screaming.

Fat Huahua has a strong body and excellent lung capacity, and she screams without breathing
Xinhe Fangzhang's forehead seemed to have been smashed with a hammer, and then he used an awl to dig and dig and dig in the small hole.
The Dharma is boundless, and the Dharma is boundless.

Abbot Xinhe decided to let himself go, and pulled out a jade pendant with a bell wrapped in red thread from his sleeve pocket and tied it around Fat Huahua's waist, expressing clearly that both the Buddha and him firmly supported her. It also seems to have escaped.

Xian Jin stared dumbfounded at the fleeing figure of the fairy, and was speechless for a while.

Hey, don't tell me, this monk, his sports cells are still very good.

Like hurdling in cassock.

Fat Huahua was tired from crying, tightly clutching the bell and jade pendant, and once she returned to the old house, she followed Mama Zhang around the kitchen. Mama Zhang was so excited that she burst into tears, and took a knife to fish a live fish from the sink , sliced ​​back willow fish meat into thin slices, blanched a few breaths quickly in the boiling hot old hen broth, then took it out, and threw it on the fragrant and strong hand-rolled noodles with eggs superior.

Fat Huahua still wanted to eat, but Zhang's mother yelled "ancestor" and "sweet baby" in her mouth, but she didn't give more bowls of noodles.

Middle-aged and elderly women have their own set of health-preserving logics, "You should lose yourself when you become rich after being poor for a long time, and you can't eat too much when you are hungry for a long time, it hurts the spleen and stomach."

Zhang's mother posted Xiaopang Huahua distressedly, muttering, "Let's take it easy, Zhang's mother will make you some white jade cake in a while, let's eat it with Gorgon honey water; at night, I will have roasted lamb ribs with coarse salt, Mom will make you another red bean and barley soup. See how thin our little Baozhu is, and her face is so thin."

Xian Jin's eyes moved from Baozhu's round face to the back of Fat Chuwo's ​​hand.

So thin.

Chen Jianfang stayed away from the house for several days in succession, leaving early in the morning and returning late at night, sometimes returning home in the evening, with his brows furrowed, and he didn't even say a word.

Xian Jin knew what Chen Jianfang was busy with - according to Xiong Zhifu's words, Master Qiao wouldn't be able to come back for a while, at least a year or two, and at the end of the day, there would be no counting. What about the master and students?It's okay for the students with a big family and a big career, the family sent a carriage to pick them up, whether it is to ask a teacher to make a transition when they go back, or just pack them up and force them into a government school or a government school, it is very convenient to use money to clear the way.

There are also some weeds on the wall who are afraid of causing trouble to the wall and the fish in the pond. They pack their things all night and run faster than rabbits.

This part does not need the help of others to worry about.

Seriously, those who need help to worry about are the group of scholars who are about to end their studies, or who are dedicated to studying but are all poor.

Chen Jianfang and several masters and three or four recruits formed a line, mainly responsible for the aftermath of this small number of candidates. For the scholars who are about to take the exam next year, if they are candidates for the provincial examination, Chen Jianfang, together with the two masters, Set up a courtyard in the outskirts of the city, which does not accept confinement, and even provides a meal at noon until next year's autumn for reference;
For those who are about to take the examinations for candidates, Chen Jianfang asked his acquainted seniors, followed Cui Heng's path, and recommended him to study at the official school in Xuancheng Mansion;

Like Du Junning, the poor but good-educated Tongsheng entrusted Boss Shang to pack and send it to Mrs. Qin. Later, after thinking about a bowl of water, this group of top-notch seedlings was taken away by several people around Jingxian County. County schools and private schools were divided up.

In this regard, the old teacher from Jing County came to the old house, borrowed the wine from the Chen family to toast the tea made by Chen Jianfang, and thanked Chen Jianfang with tears, "A gentleman is righteous, who knows that he will not suffer from the court, even if he dies, he will still hear the fragrance of chivalry. You are willing to do this, Qiao Shan should be greatly relieved, should be greatly relieved!"

As he spoke, he poured the wine in his hand to the ground.

Chen Jianfang quickly stopped him.

Xianjin:.
Qiao Shanchang was soaked in the water, not buried in the soil! Hey!
However, looking at the old Jiaoyu's tearful appearance, and his successors, Xianjin knew that Chen Jianfang had stepped up to deal with the aftermath. At least in Xuancheng Mansion, he was well-known, and he was sought after and praised by some scholars in Nanzhili.

It is always a wonderful thing for scholars to have a reputation.

Xian Jin said with a smile, "The reputation of a gentleman spreads all over the world. If our imperial examination is still based on meritocracy, you don't have to study hard for three years."

At that time, Chen Jianfang was lowering his head to drink the fat Dahai Chuanbei pear soup made by Mrs. Zhang. Hearing what Xian Jin said, Chen Jianfang struggled to swallow the soup. His throat became red and swollen, and he swallowed saliva like a razor blade.

"...not for fame."

Chen Jianfang's voice was hoarse, like a piece of fine and shiny silk falling on a bald branch, torn into fringes and pieces.

Xian Jin laughed, "I know you're not doing it for fame!" He passed the loquat paste next to the pear soup, "Although it's not for the sake of fame, isn't it nice to get a compliment for doing so many things? ——Wang Yizheng The secret system handed down from the family was sent here, and people heard that you were running around for Master Qiao, and you couldn’t even speak, so they sent it specially."

Chen Jianfang's eyes warmed up, he reached out to take the loquat paste, and scratched his throat, "You also think I've done something good?"

Xian Jin laughed again, "Running for your mentor is a great loyalty; running for a junior is a great righteousness; teaching and tutoring a junior for free is a great virtue. You deserve to be praised. Of course I think you have done a good deed." .”

Chen Jianfang lowered his head, pressed his chin against the front of his clothes, and smiled uncontrollably, "If you think it's good, then it's good."

The young man's voice was seabuckthorn, just scratching Xianjin's itchy flesh.

Xian Jin turned around slightly uncomfortably, not knowing how to feel.

She doesn't seem to be right.

From the dried flowers caught in the book, to the sentence "I listen to you" that Chen Jianfang seemed to say but didn't say a few days ago, to today's sentence "You think it's good, it's good over there". She caught her heart Scratching and scratching the liver, but I don't know where it is itching, ten fingers scratching, it's completely useless!

Xian Jin opened his mouth, and after a while, he closed it again.

Who cares what he means!

When dealing with people, dealing with anyone, you should not look at what he said, but what he did.

Why is she now seriously treating Chen Fu as her stepfather?Isn't it because Chen Fu treats her completely undefended?Isn't it because Chen Fu eats delicious food, plays fun, and thinks about her all the time?Isn't it because Chen Fu first treated her as his own daughter?

If Chen Fu called her "careful" and "good girl" every day, but he was always afraid of her, suspicious of her, and refused to allow her to intervene in anything in the shop, would this be considered love?

Doesn't count.

This counts as a verbal warning.

Warn this man that he can't do it, he can only talk sweet words, and when it comes to real money, he will "retire, and once he withdraws, he will be forever".

Make up for yesterday's drop ~ there will be today's update in the evening.