food color and fragrance

Chapter 9

Fanyin never imagined that it would be so difficult for Yang Zhiyuan to study away from home.

She also didn't expect that the reason why Yang Zhiyuan went on the road alone was because he only had ten copper coins in his pocket.

What can ten copper plates buy?
In Yangjia Village, ten copper coins can only buy twenty plain steamed buns, and the price in the city is much higher than in the village... If he brings his wife and children with him, how can he support him?
Fanyin watched Yang Zhiyuan lay on the ground and burst into tears, saying that a man would not shed tears lightly, she believed that he really missed Liu Shi.

"...Liu'er, I don't know if you can hear me. I still can't completely leave their Yang family. When I win a higher official name, I will make you the first wife of the Yang family." , to build a better grave for you."

"Do you remember? When Huai Liu was born, you gave her the name."

"My surname is Yang, and your father's surname is Liu. You want me to always have you in my heart. It's a pity that Chunhuai Liuyuan, don't hate parting sorrow, Liuer, I will never forget..."

"I won't make the same mistakes I made before. I will make good plans for my daughter and won't let her be bullied by those people again!"

Yang Zhiyuan was burning paper money while chattering nonstop.

Sanskrit looked at him from the side, watching him wipe away tears from time to time, and sometimes had a resolute and tough look on his face, with a determination to never give up.

Maybe his mind is in a mess... Fanyin thought in his heart, and his words just now showed that he still had a lot of scruples. Although he resented the Yang family for being mean and tricky, he still had to be patient.

His plainness is all a disguise...

"Father." Fanyin called out suddenly, and Yang Zhiyuan looked at her with a loving expression, "Don't talk yet, let's talk after burning the sacrifice for your mother."

"I just want to say something," Fanyin didn't listen to him, "and I want to say it in front of mother's tomb."

Yang Zhiyuan became serious and looked at her seriously, "Okay, tell me."

"I want to go with you." Fanyin's tone was immature, but the weight of his words made Yang Zhiyuan silent. Before he could say anything else, Fanyin continued: "If you don't want the tragedy of your mother to repeat itself, take me let's go..."

After that, she continued to burn paper for Mrs. Liu, the flames were very fierce, like Mrs. Liu's answer in the underworld.

Yang Zhiyuan turned around and looked at the Sanskrit sound for a while, but he didn't answer, but continued to mutter about burning paper for the Liu family.

Not long after, Yang Zhifei and Liu Fu hurried back, seeing that woman was far away, Yang Zhifei frowned, walked to Yang Zhiyuan's side, and followed him to fill in two pieces of yellow paper, "Oh, brother and sister, Now that the third younger brother has made a fortune, he has honored the ancestors of the Yang family, so you can rest assured, burn more paper money, and the lonely ghosts will not come to trouble my younger siblings."

The paper money thrown in the fire was swept away by an evil wind, and the dust hit Yang Zhifei's face, which made him sneezed a few more times, and then said "Ouch", holding his waist and saying, "Waist, My waist is twisted!"

Sanskrit held back and did not come out with joy!
You can twist your waist even when you sneeze, God doesn't like them?
Should!deserve it!

Yang Zhiyuan burned all the paper money in his hand, slowly got up and went to look at Yang Zhifei, "Brother has worked hard today, why don't you go back first, I will bring Huai Liu back tomorrow morning, if you are worried, let Liu Fu and that The mother-in-law stays."

"Third Brother, why don't you... go back with Big Brother? The third sibling must know what you mean, and won't care if you stay with me for one more night. Now there is still a running water table at home, and the whole village is waiting to see you more On the one hand, even with your second brother around, he can't hold the scene."

Yang Zhifei's earnest words, coupled with a vicissitudes and blue face, that look really makes people feel chills from the heels.

"My younger brother has already made this decision. I hope that my elder brother can understand it. I have worked hard for you and my second elder brother." Yang Zhiyuan smiled, pushed Yang Zhifei into the donkey cart, and even told Liu Fu, "Send your elders back home." , Just come back tomorrow morning, I will wait here."

"Yes, Eldest Master, the Third Master loves you so much, you should get in the car." Liu Fudui flattered and agreed with a smile. It is really because Yang Zhifei's stomach is too disappointing. He has been with him since last night until now, and he just feels like panting. smelly.

This master should hurry home and rest...

Yang Zhifei also felt that his stomach was really embarrassing. Anyway, it was settled yesterday. He came here and looked around. There was nothing wrong with it. He simply exchanged greetings and got on the donkey cart. Liu Fu sent him back first. .

The mother-in-law came out with the pots and bowls, the water and food she brought, and was ready to cook for Yang Zhiyuan and others.

Yang Zhiyuan touched Fanyin's small bald head, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. He looked into the distance, his face was sad and worried. Fanyin only felt that his head was like a teacup and teapot. Let Yang Zhiyuan's hand grab the air.

Yang Zhiyuan regained his composure, looked at the resentment on her face, and smiled apologetically, "I lost my mind because of my father, I lost my mind..."

"If you want to stay here with me, ask your mother-in-law to bring a stool or a blanket. If it's warm today, it won't be cold if you sit on the floor." Sentimental, especially when she touched her little head, she looked very pleasing.

"It's all up to you." Yang Zhiyuan looked around, "But first we need to decide where we will rest at night."

"Then I have to ask someone I know well, maybe uncle has already made arrangements." Sanskrit looked at the woman who was packing up things, Yang Zhiyuan nodded, and beckoned to her, "Is there a place to rest here?"

"Yes, if you walk a hundred steps to the south, you will see a hut." After the woman finished speaking, she deliberately took them there.

Yang Zhiyuan didn't let her follow, "You are busy here, I will go back soon."

"Yes." The mother-in-law hesitated, but the Sanskrit voice did not stay behind, and followed Yang Zhiyuan to the hut.

In the wilderness, the tomb of the Liu family is an empty field, tens of meters away is tall reeds, and there is a thin stream in the distance. Fly away, dive into the reeds and disappear.

The sun in the distance has already set in the west, looking from a distance, it seems to be hanging above the reeds, and the sky is full of sunset, which makes this place red.

"The scenery is beautiful." Fanyin muttered softly, and Yang Zhiyuan had already walked towards the hut quickly.

This is a simple wooden house with everything inside, tables, chairs, bed benches, an oil lamp hanging, and a gauze curtain in front of the window lattice.

"Huailiu." Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help calling her when he saw the Sanskrit sound inside and out.

Sanskrit stopped and turned to look at him, as if asking what he wanted to say.

"The situation of being a father is very complicated. If you leave with me, I'm afraid you will have to suffer a lot." Yang Zhiyuan sighed deeply, and his face was full of helplessness, "Although they treat people more harshly, but the father is now an official. Even if they don't dare to make things difficult for you, do you think..."

"I want to go with you." Sanskrit stood there and looked at him, his tone undeniably firm.

"I'm afraid the old lady won't agree." Yang Zhiyuan walked to the window with his hands behind his back, "Huailiu, there are some things you should know, your grandmother is not your father's biological mother, but this matter, except for a few people in the Yang family Other than that, others don't know that the official family values ​​the background, but the father's background... well, I don't know why I tell you so much."

Yang Zhiyuan gave a wry smile and stopped the topic.

He thought he was a young girl and didn't understand, but Fanyin already knew that Yang Zhiyuan was not the old lady's own... It seemed that he also had a handle in the hands of the old lady and Yang Zhifei.

"Then you want to keep me here so that the old lady and uncle can feel at ease?" Fanyin didn't ask tactfully, but asked bluntly.

Yang Zhiyuan shook his head, "No, you are my daughter, how could I let them treat you harshly, just want to ask, are you afraid of going to work hard for your father, you are still so young..."

Sanskrit stared straight at him, seeing the complexity and indecision in his eyes, as well as his hesitation, but in his inquiring eyes, there was more of a strong father's love, at least, this kind of affection is Really, it also warmed Sanskrit's heart.

"I just want to follow my father." Sanskrit replied very simply, with a bit of complaint, "How many times do you want me to say it?" Spreading his hands, Sanskrit touched his round head, "Take me, it's just It’s just an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, I eat very little, and I have been a vegetarian for so many years, and the days are over.”

"Years?" Yang Zhiyuan's eyes were surprised, and then he frowned, with a trace of suppressed annoyance, "You...you don't need to say any more, I will think of a way for my father so that they can agree." Yang Zhiyuan looked at her, "I It's my father, and I deserve this responsibility."

Fanyin lowered her head, she didn't know how to answer Yang Zhiyuan's words.

What he cherishes is his daughter, but he is pretending... Although she is doing it for her own life and for my difficult teacher, the guilt in my heart cannot be eliminated. Perhaps, the only way to treat this father sincerely , to smooth out her uneasiness.

Sanskrit bit her lip and meditated in her heart. Yang Zhiyuan saw that she had something on her mind and couldn't help asking, "What are you still thinking about?"

"I miss Master." Sanskrit mentioned about Mrs. Wu Nan, "I don't know what's wrong with her..."

Yang Zhiyuan didn't expect her to mention the teacher suddenly, and he seemed to have the intention to see her, so he said: "After you go back, find a chance to meet her. If you leave with me, you should go and say goodbye."

Fanyin couldn't help but wanted to say that she would take Mrs. Wu Nan to go with her, but she swallowed the words back into her stomach.

Yang Zhiyuan hadn't thought of an excuse to take her away. If Mr. Wu Nan was added, it would make him feel even more stressed, so he might as well infiltrate it slowly, and it won't be too late after seeing Mrs. Wu Nan.

The father and daughter talked for a while, and they were both a little hungry. Yang Zhiyuan took Sanskrit out for dinner. Sanskrit was in a good mood, and followed him bouncingly, but when he crossed the threshold, he accidentally tripped and scratched his calf. , burning pain.

This wooden door is very new, with only a thin layer of dust, no mud marks left over the years, and even the wooden corners are very sharp, not as smooth as it has been honed for a long time...

Looking up at the window sill, there is still the smell of paint that has not been dried. Is this hut newly built?

Fanyin couldn't help scratching her head, and looked at Liu's tombstone from a distance, she suddenly opened her mouth wide in shock, this tomb...why is there only Liu's name?No dead Huai Liu?
She knew that she was impersonating, and the old lady and the grand master of the Yang family also knew it, only Yang Zhiyuan didn't know it!

This tomb...isn't it fake?
(End of this chapter)