Xiao Fu Lang is Born with a Good Fate

Zhou Wenshu was sitting in the study, holding a scroll of notebooks in his hand, reading with gusto, and holding a teacup in one hand. When there was no tea, he looked at the book without moving his eyes, and opened his mouth and shouted: "Mother, let me add some tea."

His mother was sitting on the threshold, peeling peanuts, and she hurriedly carried the teapot when she heard the yelling, thinking she was serving the emperor's lord who didn't know.

Daughter-in-law Zhou personally poured a cup of tea, put the teapot on her son's desk, and said, "The teapot is on your house. It will be Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days. My mother peeled some peanuts to make crispy pieces and took them to Qi'en Temple for silver. "

As soon as Zhou Wenshu heard about the Mid-Autumn Festival and Qi'en Temple, he immediately remembered that he had an appointment with the scholars in the town's school.

"Mother, call grandma, my son has something to discuss." Although Zhou Wenshu said mildly, but what he said was rebellious.

Discussing with the elders, instead of asking for peace in person, instead telling your mother to call people? What's even more surprising is that his mother took it for granted, and hurried to find Grandma Zhou when she responded.

Grandma Zhou came here for money, frowning her distressed brows. At the end of last month, she gave her eldest daughter five taels of money to treat the eldest son. She didn't return a word, and she asked for a tael of silver to attend some literati feast.

Alas, it's the grandson after all, forbearance, forbearance, next year's high school will survive.

Grandma Zhou: "You can save some flowers. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it will be repaired again. Recently, there have been many things at home and the fields have been confiscated..."

"Oh, mother, isn't this my daughter-in-law doing this? Besides, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is the autumn harvest. As soon as the grain is sold, won't Shuxiu come out? Wen Shu is to improve his knowledge, and next year I will rely on scholars, mother. How can you save money on this knot?"

Grandma Zhou didn't dare to scream again, but she was angry in her heart, but she didn't dare to speak out. If she offends her future grandson, she will be broken.

"Don't worry, grandma. This is the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet initiated by Xu Xiucai in the town. The grandson is not going to play, but to borrow some of the experience of the predecessors." Zhou Wenshu has always been soft and gentle, and he is gentle and gentle. The appearance is most pleasing to Grandma Zhou.

"The grandson will be selected as a talent next year, so he won't have to pay taxes on the fields at home, and the grandson will honor his grandmother."

Grandma Zhou answered, "Hey, grandma's good grandson, milk will fetch you money."

When Grandma Zhou was gone, Mrs. Zhou and her son complained, "Huh, my mind is not bright when I get old, I can't handle it..."

"Isn’t the mother peeling peanuts? Go ahead, don’t bother your son." Zhou Wenshu interrupted his mother and picked up the book to continue reading the story. Won't show up? Can the scholar continue to love her again?

Daughter-in-law Zhou stopped her mouth. Since her man was sick, she hadn't even talked to anyone in this house. She was illiterate. All she knew was that her son worked very hard. She was holding a book every day and she didn't dare to disturb his son.

…

Xie Ning came out of his father's room and ran to the basin to take a look.

He had just fried coarse sea salt to iron his father's waist. He said that his face was a lot whiter. He touched it every day, so he couldn't figure it out. The family was all men and there was no bronze mirror.

Zhou Jinnian straightened his waist and copied the book from the window. He only raised his eyes and looked at the little husband holding the stinky wooden basin in the small courtyard. Then he looked back at the poetry book and asked, "What?"

"Daddy said my face is clean." Xie Ning murmured, and looked left and right, shaking his head and shaking his head and couldn't see why.

"Come here." Zhou Jinnian put down his brush and waved to the people in the courtyard.

Xie Ning rushed to the window, helped the edge of the window to stand on tiptoe and put his head on the man's face.

Zhou Jinnian's eyes were soft, and he held Ning Lang's face to observe for himself. It was indeed clean, and he looked carefully at some small lines, but there was no dander like the thin feather when he was just married.

"How?" Xie Ning asked urgently.

Zhou Jinnian didn't answer, and shook the person's wrist again, opened his sleeves and looked at his arm. On the delicate and white arm, there were still interlaced small red blood lines buried under the skin.

Zhou Jinnian suspected that Ning Lang's healing was not like the fish scale blood pattern of the previous life. It was probably related to the water pool cave, and it was also very likely to be related to the fish and shrimp in the pool.

It can be verified by time. Zhou Jinnian let go of his hand and stroked the broken hair of Funing Lang's temple, and said: "It is indeed clean. We will go up the mountain tomorrow. Let's go to Shuitan Cave."

Xie Ning instantly forgot the situation on his face, holding on to the edge of the window, and leaning up with his feet off the ground, whispering, "Catch fish and sell it for money."

"Not for sale." Zhou Jinnian smiled, and reluctantly played the brains of Xiaocai fan, "I copied the book."

Xie Ning stood back on the ground, covered his forehead with his right hand and glared at him. Seeing Zhou Jinnian greeted the light, his facial features were illuminated by the light while the other was dark, and his tight lips braved the heat from kissing his forehead.

Xie Ning covered his mouth and snickered. In Qingshui Town, he had never seen anyone more handsome than his husband.

Yo Dada went back to Daddy's room again. Xie Ning went to touch the coarse sea salt. It was still hot. Although he was ironing Daddy's waist through the quilt, he still asked, "Is Daddy hot?"

"It's not hot, it's comfortable." Lin Jin hugged the Sifang pillow, "No one is playing with you, is it boring?"

The yard is small, and there is only a small path between the house and the house, so he also heard the conversation between the two husbands just now. His son was reticent and was busy studying and studying, so he could only deal with Ning Lang like that just now, but he was so stupid that Ning Lang didn't care about it.

Xie Ning sat down and put his hand on his chin and said, "It's boring, I want to make steamed eggplant and wrap it in oil paper like Xiang Su Zhai in exchange for silver."

"Then how do you sell it? The price is good?" Lin Jin tilted his head and looked at Jifulang.

"One packet contains six dried eggplants. It takes about two eggplants, plus the spicy glutinous rice sauce, and the oil paper bag..." Xie Ning said to himself: "A packet of dragon beard candy is 16 cents..."

"I also want to sell sixteen articles." Xie Ning concluded.

Lin Jin smiled and thought for a while and said: "It can be sold higher. It tastes like jerky, but it is better than jerky. A catty of pork costs 20 cents and sells it for 25. It should be fresh in the solar terms. ."

Xie Ning counted the money with his fingers, and heard his father ask him: "Then you have to think of a name, if you call it steamed eggplant, isn't it just telling others that this is eggplant?"

Now, Xie Ning didn't count the money, and stopped breaking his fingers, holding his face to think about the name.

Always thinking of eating dinner, Zhou Jinnian saw Xiao Fulang not paying attention to eating, so he picked up a chopsticks and brought vegetables to his bowl, and lightly reprimanded: "Eat well."

Xie Ning only took two bites of rice and chewed the rice with his cheeks. The vegetables were fried with lard residue, so some of the meat was fragrant and greasy in his mouth.

"Vegetarian jerky!" Xie Ning said suddenly.

Zhou Jinnian thought he wanted to eat this weirdly named food, and promised: "Okay, eat it quickly, next time I go to town to buy it for you."

Lin Jin drank the medicine for half a month, scalded her waist for a few days, and was already able to walk around. At this time, she was sitting together for a meal, and she understood it immediately. Come to sell it?"

Xie Ning nodded and explained: "Well, vegetarian meat jerky, explained as a way of eating vegetarian dishes made into meat."

"Yes, it's fresh and it's a bit of meat. Tomorrow, my fourth siblings and I will pick all the tomato melons in the field, steam them, and air them. If we don't cook them, the tomato melons will be old."

Originally the tomato melon should have been sold in town by Zhou Dafeng. It was a few days after being married in a dead year, but Zhou Dafeng was injured again, and the family forgot the tomato melon in the field for half a month.

"I will go pick it up with the fourth child. Rest and take care of your waist." Wei Feng interrupted, "I don't care if I can stand up."

Lin Jin knew that he was distressed for himself, and did not talk back, just said: "Okay, I love to be careful."

…

Zhou Jinnian has recently made a lot of progress in copying books, and after the Reunion Festival, he plans to split up with his grandmother. He can copy one copy in ten days, and one thousand five hundred essays in one month, but it can be spent, and the whole family can relax after the college exam.

And the family also planned to buy and sell snacks in the town. He needed to go step by step in the imperial examination. Zhou Jinnian had a new life and desperately wanted to make money. It was also a feeling that a penny would be difficult for a hero.

In the morning, the two went up the mountain again. Taking advantage of the coolness of the morning, they dug up some Chinese herbal medicines. They also found a lot of cracked August beetroots. They picked them all and put them in the basket.

Zhou Jinnian finished picking the fruit and saw that Xie Ning was already picking up dry wood. He used to plan to lead people into the cave, "Come back and pick up firewood again, let's go."

"Take it with you. I will go down the rope for a while. You get the rope to tie the firewood and the fire fold. I lift it to the boulder shore. I want to grill the fish and shrimp to eat." Xie Ning clicked, greedy worms on his head.

Zhou Jinnian nodded Ninglang's head and said, "You are smart." Then he went to tie up the dry wood on the ground and carry it.

At the entrance of the cave, Xie Ning clamored to memorize it again.

Zhou Jinnian unloaded the bamboo basket to Ning Lang, squeezed his cheek, turned his back to let people come up.

Because there was no salt, some shrimps were grilled on fire in the end, but Xie Ning prefers shrimps to fish.

In the next few days, Zhou Jinnian copied books in the morning, and in the afternoon he brought books to accompany Xie Ning to soak in the water pool. Xie Ning helped him carry the books. Like their secret base.

…

Daughter-in-law Zhou opened the courtyard door, the front yard and the inner yard were full of tomato melons, black and black, and looked at her without appetite.

Once again, Jin Lang and Osmanthus were talking and laughing while discussing the Mid-Autumn Festival to go to Qi'en Temple to sell goods. She curled her lips. Now her man is lying on the bed every day. It's not a small sum of money.

Now her family does not even have a labor force, and because of the resignation of his son, he has not seen a suitable family until now.

Thinking of this, Zhou Da's wife grinded her teeth and went to her mother to complain.

Xie Ning now has only a few fine lines on her face and hands, which are still obvious when seen up close, but from a distance, it is as smooth as a normal person's skin.

It's just that under the clothes, there are red lines on the body, which are even more obvious when I look at it, but my body seldom gets hot and itchy anymore.

Zhou Jinnian watched it every day, recording his physical changes, and didn't dislike it.

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