Do you know the long song of laughter?

Chapter 132 Returning Home
  Li An was stunned for a while before he understood what Minglan meant. After pondering for a while, he said: "My mother often said that if you don't have enough to eat, you won't have to drink too much. If you don't calculate, you will suffer from poverty. It means that in order to live a good life, you have to plan carefully. .”

"I think many things cannot be described as calculations, but can be said to be management. Whether it is ordinary life or family life in the future, we must actually manage it carefully."

From the perspective of conspiracy theory, everything is full of calculations.

But in Ang Lee's view, calculation and calculation cannot be confused.

Mo Yan once said: "Whether you believe it or not, those who are particularly good at conduct, well-spoken, and have extremely high emotional intelligence are particularly good at scheming in private."

The so-called high emotional intelligence itself is a manifestation of calculation.

Because they will deliberately control their language, behavior and even personality to give others a better feeling, at least not to be disgusted by others.

But this kind of calculation does not harm the interests of others, it is nothing, so it is called high emotional intelligence.

Those who achieve their own goals through calculation and harm the interests of others are the real calculations.

Minglan was thoughtful after hearing this and said, "Thank you, brother Ziqian, I seem to understand."

Li An looked towards the river in the distance, smiled slightly, and said nothing more.

There are many things that you have to figure out yourself.

"Brother Ziqian, it's getting late. I'm going back to rest first. You should also rest early," Minglan said.

"Well, I'll be back in a minute." Li An nodded.

Minglan made a Wanfu gift and left with Xiaotao. After walking a few steps, she stopped and said, "I wish brother Ziqian the best in the county high school examination."

"Borrow Miss Six's good words." Li An said with a smile.

After Minglan left, Li An blew the wind in Class A for a while and then prepared to go back to sleep.

When he turned around, he saw a bright light on the river in the distance from the corner of his eye.

Li An stopped and looked over, seeing several lights on the river near the shore in the distance.

Through the moonlight, you can vaguely see what appear to be several ships.

Li An guessed that this was the so-called Salt Gang.

Shaking his head, Li An took Shi Zhu back to sleep.

In the next few days, Li An read in the cabin during the day and went to the deck to enjoy the breeze at night. Every time, he met Minglan and chatted with her for a while.

Unknowingly, the ship has arrived at Tongzhou Pier.

Tongzhou is called Nantong in later generations. It is not far from Jinling. It is closer to Youyang from here.

Sheng Wei, the eldest son of the Sheng family, personally brought people to the pier to greet Mrs. Sheng.

Sheng Wei wanted to invite Li An to the Sheng family, but Li An refused.

With the help of Sheng Wei, he found a boat to Yangzhou and took Shizhu and Desheng on the boat to Yangzhou.

The closer he got to home, the more excited Li An became.

Although Bianjing was prosperous, he always felt that something was missing.

……

In Zhangjia Village in the west of Yangzhou City, early in the morning, Zhang Rongxing asked his eldest son Zhang Zhen to hitch a bullock cart, load the chicken and duck eggs that his wife had prepared early, and the father and son drove the cart out of the village.

"Rongxing, are you going to the city to give something to your son-in-law again? I'm not telling you, your in-laws are so rich, and your son-in-law is so kind to your daughter, how could they be short of something like yours."

An aunt who was sitting at the door eating with a bowl in hand saw Zhang Rongxing and his son passing by, smiled and said hello.

"Third Aunt, my grandson is in charge today. As a grandfather, I must go and see it." Zhang Rongxing said with a smile: "There is no shortage in his family, but this is not my intention."

"Ah, that girl Xiaoqing's baby is going to be in the first week of pregnancy? Life goes by really fast, so you go quickly." The old lady said.

"Haha, third aunt, let's go then." The neighbors he met along the way all greeted Zhang Rongxing, and Zhang Rongxing didn't mind it and dealt with it happily.

Zhang Zhen didn't know how long it would take him if this situation continued. After his father had finished dealing with a man of his uncle's generation who was about the same age as him, he said, "Dad, you just have to chat a few words with every person you meet. When we get out, When we get to the village, the sun is already high, so we won’t die from the sun.”

Zhang Rongxing rolled his eyes at his son and said angrily: "I just like to hear people praise my son-in-law. Who told you to fail? If you fail the county exam this year, stop reading."

"Dad, my son is only twenty this year. It is normal to fail the exam at this age." Zhang Zhen said with a bitter smile.

"That's because you don't have the ability. I heard from your brother-in-law that his younger brother will come back to take the county examination this year. He is only fifteen years old and has a good reputation in Bianjing. I listen to the traders from Bianjing. I said it." Zhang Rongxing said.

"Being famous doesn't necessarily mean you will pass the exam." Zhang Zhen muttered.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Zhang Zhen said quickly: "Dad, we have to leave quickly, otherwise we will be late and delay my little nephew's arrest."

"Yes, yes, you can't delay my grandson's arrest."

Although Zhang Rongxing still wanted to hear others praise his son-in-law, he also knew the importance. When faced with the villagers' greetings, he simply dealt with it and left.

Soon he left the village and wandered towards Yangzhou City.

Zhangjiacun is only seven or eight miles away from Yangzhou. Although the ox cart is not fast, it doesn't take long.

After entering the city, Zhang Zhen drove the carriage and turned around until he arrived at a house in the West Alley.

From a distance, Zhang Rongxing saw his in-laws, his wife and his daughter and son-in-law waiting at the door.

"The in-laws are here, come in quickly and take a rest to drink some water."

Zhang Zhengang drove the bullock cart closer, but before it stopped, Li Nan came up to meet him.

"The in-laws are just here, why are they bringing so many things? There is still one uneaten chicken from last time." Ms. Liu said with a smile.

"They are all raised by the family, so they are not worth anything."

Zhang Rongxing jumped off the bullock cart and watched his daughter approaching with her grandson in her arms. He said displeasedly: "Why did you bring the child out on such a hot day?"

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "Dad, the child is one year old and has a strong skin."

"My in-laws, the sun has just come out and it's not hot, otherwise we would have let her in," Ms. Liu said.

Zhang Rongxing originally wanted to scold his daughter, but Mrs. Liu had already spoken, so he couldn't say anything more. He entered the house under the greetings of Mrs. Li Nan and Mrs. Liu.

Zhang Qing followed behind with his child in his arms.

As for Li Ping and Zhang Zhen, they naturally stayed behind to move things.

"In-laws, hasn't Tieniu's brother come back yet?" Zhang Rongxing asked.

Mentioning her youngest son, Mrs. Liu's eyes showed a trace of longing, and she forced a smile and said, "The county examination will be in more than a month. It should be soon."

"Haha, that's good. I have to trouble him with the child's name." Zhang Rongxing said with a smile.

After Li Ping and Zhang Qing gave birth to a son, they never named him.

Originally, Li Nan wanted to spend some money to ask an old scholar to name him, but Liu refused and insisted on waiting for Li An to come back and let Li An choose it.

……

At noon that day, a passenger ship approached Yangzhou Pier and stopped.

Li An took Shizhu and Desheng and got off the passenger ship with a salute.

The weather was hot, and he was sweating profusely after just a few steps. Li An seemed not to feel anything, so he hired a donkey cart at the dock to solicit passengers. After telling the address, the driver drove the cart to Yangzhou City.

When he arrived at a house on West Street, Li An got out of the car and paid the fare. He took a look at the house with the plaque of Li's house on it, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door himself.

(End of this chapter)