Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

As soon as it got dark, the residual heat dissipated from the house that had been exposed to the sun for a whole day, and the sweat was unstoppable.

Lying on the ground, even if there is only a straw mat, the skin directly absorbs the cold air on the floor, and it is still too hot.After laying down for a long time, I still couldn't fall asleep.

Su Mu was a little depressed, he couldn't eat well, he couldn't sleep well, and he was worried about the essay writing problem. If this state continued, wouldn't it be bad for the township examination in a few days?

What's more, Wu Juren's house started to make trouble again.

First, Ms. Wu brought footwashing water to her father and younger brother, and she wanted to serve these two old men to rest.

As a result, for some reason, as soon as Wu Juren saw his daughter, he remembered the scandal of his own family, and immediately couldn't bear it anymore, and began to curse in a low voice, a series of words such as "immoral", "bringing the ancestors to shame", "you made such a Such a shameless thing, why don't you die" and other words kept coming out.

Then, Ms. Wu comforted her father sadly, saying that it was all the daughter's fault, father, don't get angry because of your daughter again, it's important to take care of yourself or something.

It's a pity that Wu Juren probably had a good rest and had enough energy before, so he was very emotional at this time.Not only did his daughter's reassurance fail to calm his anger, but it was like a pour of cold water falling into a frying pan, making the commotion even worse.

Just what Zhu Xi said for a while, and what Zhu Xi said for a while, what is chastity and what is festival, Su Mu's head swelled after hearing it.

Then, the second child Wu laughed: "Father, you can really talk."

It was very joyful to hear his laughter, this rascal is just an unscrupulous person, he didn't try to persuade him at all, instead he fanned the flames.

But he didn't want to, his interruption aroused Wu Juren's anger, and he pointed the finger at his unworthy son, cursing one after another like a little beast.

No matter how old Wu is his father's opponent, he doesn't care: "Old man, you are making trouble with you. I'm tired, so I'll go to bed first. Do not treat evil, sister, you can go out."

In this way, Miss Wu got away.

As soon as his daughter left, Wu Juren still refused to give up, and the scolding continued. After scolding his son, he probably found that Wu's second son had fallen asleep.So he lit the lamp and continued to scold his daughter.

There is no time to stop scolding.

Ms. Wu's room again heard low crying, very depressing.

Su Mu felt furious when he heard it: Isn't this pointing at Sang and scolding Huai? You Wu Juren suspects that I, Su Mu, seduced your daughter and ruined your family style. Don't worry about me, just come to me.The problem is, the old master is only talkative and has social barriers, so he dare not come to trouble me, and only cares about scolding his daughter to vent his anger, isn't that too much?

Also, if you really want to solve this problem, it's easy. I, Su Mu, rented your house, and now the lease term has expired, so you just need to drive me away.But this tael of silver is what your son wants to collect, and you dote on your child.

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Lying on the ground, Su Mu tossed and turned for a long time, but couldn't think of a way to get Wu Juren to speak.He has already decided to move out here when he comes back from the township examination. This old father and son are really not to be messed with.Too much patience, if he scolded him for hours every day citing scriptures like this, he would definitely collapse.

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Just like that, I don't know how long Wu Juren scolded, and Su Mu didn't know when he fell asleep.

At dawn the next day, Xiaodie wakes up Su Mu as usual.

This is the rule Su Mu set for Xiaodie. In ancient times when medical conditions were backward, there was nothing more important than having a healthy body. Go to bed early and get up early to develop good living habits to live a long life.

Su Mu felt that this rule could be passed on as the family tradition of the Su family, not only he must resolutely implement it, but also the descendants.

But if I add it up last night, I'm afraid I can't even guarantee four hours of sleep. When I wake up this time, I only feel that my eyes are full of eye dropsy, red and swollen, and my head is blurred and chaotic.

This feeling was very bad. I didn't feel better until I went out for a lap and sweated, and then took a shower.

Zhu Houzhao ran over again, and Su Mu was so annoyed by him that he explained a passage of "The Doctrine of the Mean" to him as usual, and asked him to copy it by himself, and began to think about the strategy question again.

This time without the guidance of a famous teacher, I changed it all morning, and I couldn't feel it.

At noon, Su Mu told Zhu Houzhao that he was going to retreat for the next few days to prepare for the exam, and asked him if he could come back after the rural exam was over.

Zhu Houzhao said yes, but what about his practice these days.

There is no way, in order to dispel this plague god, Su Mu could only spend an afternoon explaining a dozen or so lines of "The Doctrine of the Mean", and asked him to copy it down and take it home, and ordered him to figure out his own understanding.

Although Zhu Houzhao was messing around, he also knew the significance of the rural examination to Su Mu, his de facto master, so he nodded in agreement, and made an appointment, saying that he would come back at that time.

Strange to say, there was no sound from Wu Juren's room for the whole day, and the old master seemed to have calmed down, and the flags and drums died down, which made Su Mu heaved a sigh of relief.

I thought it was finally cleared up, but at night, when it got dark, Beiwu started to scold again, still scolding her daughter for being ashamed and scolding her son for not living up to expectations.

Wu Juren didn't know what was wrong, he scolded all night last night, but his voice was still clear today, if it was someone else, his voice would have become hoarse.

Su Mu was lying on the bed at that time, and he was very annoyed when he heard the roundabout scolding.

"Isn't this Wu Juren suffering from a strange disease? Why is he so energetic?" Xiaodie on the bed was also taken aback, and couldn't help but straighten up and ask.

Su Mu replied angrily: "Wu Juren can't see people by sight and light. The biggest problem lies in psychology, and there is no problem physically."

Xiaodie: "Yeah, when I saw him yesterday, Mr. Wu was born white and fat, and his body seemed to be strong and healthy. Hearing his voice again, he is full of energy."

Su Mu: "That's the case. However, if he keeps scolding like this, will others still sleep? Isn't that too immoral?"

Xiao Die: "Master, if it doesn't work, you can just plug your ears with a piece of cloth. Master Wu will swear a few more words, and when he gets tired, he might stop!"

Su Mu smiled wryly: "I hope so." Then two lumps of paper were balled up and stuffed into the ears.

However, he still had an ominous premonition in his heart.

With the ears plugged, the voice seemed to be a little softer, but this Wu Juren spoke with a straight and round accent, very much like an announcer of later generations.Later generations of announcers pay attention to penetrating power when they speak. In a conference hall with thousands of people, they can transmit every word they say to any corner without using a microphone.

Obviously, Wu Juren has already reached this level, no matter how small the voice is, it can be heard word by word in Su Mu's ears.

Even if Su Mu didn't want to listen, he couldn't do it.