I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 7 Don't enter the ancestral hall (for collection and further reading)
"The knife bandits killed by the officers and soldiers should have come from Baiyang County next door..."

"Baiyang County suffered a disaster this year."

The next day, after returning to his home in the country, Wei Tu learned about the origin of those swordsmen during the conversation with Wei Bao.

Although he saw officers and soldiers killing bandits last night, he didn't dare to mention this matter, and he didn't dare to ask others, for fear of causing disaster.

When I got home, I dared to mention it.

Six years ago, Wei Bao not only sold his eldest son, but also part of the family's ancestral property in order to save his family's life.

Over the years, in order to support the family, he and his acquaintances in the village would go to the next county to be a wheat guest.

Baiyang County is located in the northwest of Qingmu County, mostly dry slope land, the wheat matures earlier than Qingmu County.

Wei Bao, a Mike, knew about the disaster in Baiyang County earlier than anyone in Qingshan County.

"However, this world... I guess it's going to be chaotic. In Baiyang County's disaster relief, the food in the charity warehouse is [-]% less than what is recorded in the account book."

Wei Bao said.

listen to this.

Wei Tu nodded.

Although the country people are uneducated, because they are at the bottom, they can understand the drastic changes in society better than the rich people.

This is like when the sky is cloudy and rainy, ants move.

After talking about yesterday's "mutation", the father and son fell into silence, not knowing what topic to talk about.

Wei Bao caught a glimpse of the tobacco pole tied around Weitu's waist, so he got up from the mat, walked to the window sill, gathered a small bag of dried tobacco leaves, and handed it over.

"Try it, grow it yourself." Wei Bao said.

lean less.

Father and son, you have one bite, and I have one bite.

The room soon filled with layers of hazy mist like a moon veil.

"I'm sorry, Dad. This is some money I've saved over the years. You can take it, whether it's to buy a family business outside or to redeem the deed, it will be useful."

In the evening, Wei Tu was called out by Wei Bao. The widower didn't say much kindness. He stood under the shadow of the eaves, took out a half-worn floral cloth bag from his chest, and stuffed it into Wei Tu.

After a moment of silence, Wei Tu took the floral bag.

Get started.

He felt the heavy weight of the calico bag.

Even if it is only copper coins, this bag of copper coins is at least five or six dollars.

In addition to the copper coins, Weitu also felt several hard, bumpy bumps the size of soybeans.

He knew in his heart that it was the scraps of money that Wei Bao had accumulated over the years.

however.

Next, Wei Bao's indifferent words shattered the warmth that had just risen in Wei Tu's heart.

"If you sell yourself, unless you redeem your body contract, a domestic slave, according to the rules, cannot enter the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors..."

"Including your wife..."

Wei Bao said word by word.

Yes, the country people do not regard it as a shame to prostitute themselves.

However, domestic slaves will not be allowed to worship their ancestors or enter the ancestral hall.

Because the patriarch took it seriously.

Being of the same clan as a domestic slave will bring shame to the patriarch.

"I see."

Wei Tu felt a burning sensation on his face. He was glad that he was hiding in the dark cottage at the moment, and no one could clearly see the expression on his face at the moment.

He clenched the purse tightly, moved his throat a few times, and said, "I'll leave as soon as possible, so that the villagers won't see me."

Only then did he understand.

For domestic slaves, returning home with their wives is not an honor to return to their hometown, but a bad thing that shames the clan.

Read it again.

Being trampled on top of your head is always uncomfortable.

Wei Bao gave him money not only because of his inner debt, but also because he wanted him not to publicize that he would go back to the village.

Leaving Weijia Village early is better than being looked down upon and embarrassed.

"Okay." Wei Bao pursed his lips a few times, paused for a while, and then said "Okay".

morning.

The mountain trails were soaked in morning dew and a little slippery.

Wei Tu and Xing Hua walked in small steps.

Xinghua accidentally fell and leaned against the mountain wall, rubbing her ankle.

"Brother Wei, did your father dislike me? I called him father, but he didn't say a word."

Tears welled up from the corners of Xinghua's eyes.

"Also, the ancestral hall..."

In her words, she was brooding over the fact that she failed to enter the ancestral hall of the Wei family to worship.

Weitu didn't answer, he touched Xinghua's head, held it in his arms, and let his tears wet his clothes.

"There will be that day."

Wei Tu secretly swore.

When he got married, he didn't pay Xinghua three betrothals and six rituals, so he just kept things simple.

But when he returned home to visit relatives, he prevented Xinghua from even entering the ancestral hall, and the two left Weijia Village in despair...

He about it.

Impossible not to care.

……

Go back to Li's house.

Weitu continued to live a peaceful life.

Li Tong never mentioned the matter of renting land for farming, as if he had forgotten about it.

Wei Tu guessed that this was Li Zhai's plan to let him and Xinghua hang out, and that the combination of grace and power is the way to be courteous.

He continued to persuade Xinghua to wait patiently.

After half a year.

When it was time for spring farming, seeing that Li Tong hadn't mentioned this crop yet, Xinghua also gave up and asked Wei Tu to be a tenant for this year to save money.

[Turtle Breath Yangqigong (34/100): Practice nine times a day, five years to complete. 】

It has been more than a year since I got [Turtle Breath Nourishing Qi Gong].

This day, Wei Tu practiced the health-preserving exercises hard, and when he had practiced No. 13 times, he suddenly felt the light sound of the river tide hitting the shore in his body, and there seemed to be an inexplicable and unique charm in the transformation of the piles on the soles of his feet.

After a few breaths, a stronger warm current flowed out from the body, passing through the limbs and bones, strengthening the body.

"Could it be that you have accomplished a little bit of health preservation?"

Wei Tu glanced at the progress of the health-preserving exercises engraved on his fate.

as far as he knows.

Martial arts is divided into four basic stages: Beginner, Minor Achievement, Dacheng, and Consummation.

At this moment, the progress of his health-preserving exercises has reached one-third. Combined with the changes in his body, according to inference, he should have reached the stage of minor success in health-preserving exercises.

"Try a two-hundred-jin stone lock."

After the warm current in Wei Tu and the others disappeared, after recuperating for a while, they set their eyes on the stone locks in the corner of the courtyard.

The cost of stone locks is not high. After deciding to practice martial arts, he spent a little money to buy this set of stone locks for practicing strength from a nearby farmer's house.

Walking to the side of the stone lock, Wei Tu placed one hand on the [-]-jin stone lock, and with a strong move, he easily lifted the stone lock to his chest until it was level with his shoulders.

"Success!"

Wei Tu looked happy.

A stone lock of two hundred catties can be lifted by an adult with a little effort, but there is a huge gap between being able to lift it and lifting it with one arm.

Being able to lift a [-]-jin stone lock with one arm, he is already qualified to take the martial arts exam.

However, to participate is to participate, and Wei Tu is not enough to gain fame in martial arts only if his strength reaches the standard.

In addition to lifting stones in the martial arts examination, there are also examinations such as dancing swords, pulling hard bows, horse-foot shooting, and military tactics.

"While practicing archery, save up money, and find a way to get out of slavery first..."

"Slave status, but you can't participate in the martial arts assessment."

Weitu put down the stone lock, thinking about the next step in his life plan.

at the moment.

According to his own conditions, the fastest and best shortcut to cross class is to participate in Zheng Guo's three-year martial arts assessment.

Although martial arts fame is not as noble as literary fame, it is still a huge class leap for ordinary people.

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