Fast time travel: He made up for his mistakes in the plane

Moreover, why do you think you have a father now? You also had one before!
In this regard, Song Shi said that although the previous father could eat and sleep, it was no different from the one lying inside.

Same dad.

But this father, sometimes he is dead, sometimes he is really his father, and sometimes he becomes his grandson.

It's so weird.

When you encounter such a weird family, where will you go if you don't die?
"I guess my father is still willing to reason with you."

Reason, what reason?
Don't tell ghost stories in broad daylight, okay?

For some reason, everyone felt a chill on the back of their necks, as if there was something really there.

They all took a step back.

Mother Song was so angry that she wanted to curse again.

The people nearby hurriedly stopped her and stared, "Why, do you really want Orion to come to your house in the middle of the night that week to reason with you?"

Mother Song thought of that scene.

In the dark night.

It was dark in the room.

She woke up from the nightmare, opened her eyes suddenly, and was faced with a black and rotten face, with a black hole in her mouth. A putrid smell made people faint, and the sound coming from hell was unspeakable. fear.

"I'm here to explain to you."

It can scare her so much that she reincarnates on the spot.

"no no."

She gritted her teeth, gave Song Shi a hard look, turned around and ran away.

It was as if something was chasing behind me.

Song Shi curled his lips, that's it?
"Dad, you've already eaten. You should rest. Next time someone comes to the house to pick on me, just keep an eye on it. When you can go out, go to his house and have a chat."

After saying that, he picked up the knife and meat on the ground and left.

The nearby neighbors who stood there and ate a big fresh melon did not feel the enthusiasm of Bagua. Instead, they felt as if they had taken a sip of ice.

shivered.

Come back home.

That night, Da Ya made braised pork. She smeared soy sauce and rock sugar on the meat, and added star anise and the like. She simmered the pot over high heat for half an hour until it became mushy, and the seasonings were completely fragrant.

Just put it in your mouth and it will melt.

He stood at the door of the yard holding a bowl.

With an intoxicated look on his face, he exclaimed, "It is fragrant if you are blessed by your ancestors."

The neighbor who smelled the meat smelled hard at the door of his house:
want to cry.

Yes, it smells so good!
Song's mother returned without success, not even bringing back a single hair. She felt the long-lost feeling of being silenced, which made her even more frustrated and humiliated.

I almost scolded the [-]th generation ancestor of the Song Dynasty in the yard.

It was Old Man Song who came out when he heard something was wrong.

Listen to her.

Stop drinking immediately.

He asked her not to go to the boss again and "just treat him as dead."

Yep.

It can be said that father and son are of the same mind.

Old Man Song said: "Don't worry about that anymore. I'm just a hunter. I only eat some worthless wild products in the mountains. We are holding a golden doll in our arms. Later, we will become a scholar and a scholar." Now that you have become a high official, are you still afraid that you will not be able to eat delicacies from the mountains and seas? It will be enough for you to eat a bowl and throw away a bowl."

Mother Song finally felt a little relieved.

Looking at Murao, "I'm just waiting to see his retribution!"

That day, the news about "talking to Zhou Orion to reason with Zhou Orion" spread throughout Baishan Village. People were eating melon by the fire, not to mention it was pretty cool.
very
Who the hell has nothing to do to reason with someone who has been dead for more than ten years?
Song Da, you really dare to say that!
The words reached Song Shi's ears, and he responded immediately.

Still in a sneer way.

"What can that do?"

"My master, who used to be alone and without worries, can of course rest in peace."

"But he isn't now!"

"He has a family. He has five granddaughters, and he will have many great-grandchildren in the future!"

"How can he sleep peacefully with such a big family?"

"My master had such a big family all by himself, and he took advantage of the boss. Seeing that his descendants are in trouble, he can't justify not doing anything."

Everyone: extremely speechless.

Who on earth took advantage?Orion Zhou was also unlucky.

If you die, you will have such unfilial descendants, and you will not be able to live in peace.

Song Dynasty: If you raise a child for one hundred years, you will often worry about ninety-nine.

Haven't you heard that some old people are worried about their children and grandchildren before they die?

Orion couldn't die that week and still miss his children and grandchildren?

This winter has been particularly difficult for the Song family.

When the ice in the mountain spring Dingdong River melts, green buds begin to sprout on the roadside.

Winter is finally over.

But I haven't taken off my cotton clothes yet.

Song Yu returned to the academy and returned home half a month later to ask for money to take the exam.

Including travel expenses, meals, accommodation expenses, as well as necessary management and daily social expenses, the Song family was almost completely wiped out this time.

Win or lose here!
Old Man Song's clenched hands were trembling, "Don't be anxious, take the exam well."

He also specifically asked Song Er to accompany him to the county town to be at his disposal.

The two brothers Song Yu left.

The Song family is waiting for news at home.

Eager, nervous and looking forward to it.

Song's mother would eat incense three times a day and pray for the blessings of her ancestors: "Bless my son to be admitted as a scholar and honor his ancestors, and then he will definitely stack gold and ingots for his ancestors."

The only scholar in Baishan Village is going to the county to take the exam.

This is a very important and honorable matter for the whole village.

During these days, Song's mother would get countless envious and jealous looks when she walked on the road. She was extremely proud, thinking about the date of the exam. Yao'er was very sure that she would get the letter in a few days.

By then, she will be a scholar.

Yao'er became a scholar.

The girls in the town didn't let her choose.

She has long been interested in the youngest daughter of the owner of Tongfu Inn. The girl is good-looking, has a sweet mouth, and is smart. She will definitely be able to help her son.

Mother Song is having a sweet dream here.

Sometimes I wake up laughing while sleeping.

When the time comes, the village must drive out the unfilial son of the boss!

Let him fend for himself.

On this day, Song's mother was drying the quilt in the yard.

Calculating the time, Yao'er should be back in the next two days. She dried the quilt until it was soft, and it would be just in time to cover Yao'er when he came back.

"Auntie! Auntie!"

A strong young man came running out of breath.

Mother Song raised her head and took a look, frowning, "Shan Wazi, what's going on?"

Frizzy.

Do you know whose mother you are calling?
A future scholar!
Shan Wazi stood outside the yard and shouted, "Auntie, someone from the county is coming, and they are coming to your house!"

Song’s mother: “.What, what did you say?”

"County! Someone from the county is looking for your home."

"Ahhhh!! Old man! Come out quickly! People from the county are here! Yao'er must have passed the exam! They came to announce the good news!"

Before Shan Wazi finished speaking, Song's mother screamed and ran into the house.

Soon, everyone in the Song family came out.

Old Man Song was in disbelief, with obvious ecstasy and tears in his eyes: "Shan Wazi! Is it true, is it true?"

Shan Wazi: "Yes, it's just." The yamen officer looked at him with a fierce expression.

It's not like he's here to announce the good news.

It's almost like announcing a funeral.

However, the Song family had made up their mind that they would not listen to anything else.

Old Man Song was already telling Mother Song to prepare tea money quickly.

Shan Wazi: Okay.

Maybe he was overthinking it. Yamen servants always look like that.