"My father-in-law, you're mistaken about me. I, Tan Aoxiang, am different from others: others value gold, silver and jewelry, and I value filial piety and wisdom.

This gold, silver and jewelry can be earned for a while, or it can be waved for a while, but this filial piety and virtuous character is cultivated since childhood, and can bless children and grandchildren, not gold, silver and jewelry can be compared. Youyi has such filial piety, she is my family's good daughter-in-law, where is there any reason to dislike it?"

When Zhou Zhusi heard this, he was very relieved and satisfied, but he was very puzzled in his heart, and he couldn't help asking: "Brother Tan, you and I can't get along for a day, how do you know that my Yi'er is a filial daughter?"

"Hahahaha...... Father-in-law, you really know how to joke! Yi'er cuts meat and boils soup to serve her relatives, gouges out her eyes for gold to save her father, what is such a character, isn't filial piety?"

Ao Xianggong was originally a down-to-earth and bold person, and he was happy to get a good daughter-in-law, so he slipped away, but he never beware of leaking out.

As the saying goes: the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

When Zhou Zhusi suddenly heard this, it happened to be like a thunderbolt in his ears, which exploded so that his head was buzzing, and his eyes were full of golden flowers.

He let out an exclamation of "ah", straightened his upper body, and was dumbfounded, as if a mud bodhisattva was fixed there.

It was the father and daughter who connected their hearts, and the flesh was cut on Youyi's body, but the pain was in the heart of the priest.

Zhou Zhisi was ashamed and guilty, and he was ashamed of himself, and suddenly let out a wail: "Die painfully for my father!"

Where the words fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out, more than two meters away, splashing on the white wall, trickling red, down the wall. With a bang, Zhou Zhisi fell straight on the bed, his eyes wide and he didn't blink.

Seeing this, Ao Xianggong panicked, and when he came back to his senses, he regretted his words and hurriedly came to visit Zhou Zhisi, but he was completely breathless, his hands and feet were cold, and he had already ordered to go to Huangquan.

Ao Xianggong was shocked, and tears rolled down.

Seeing that Zhou Zhisi was dead, he couldn't help but say sadly: "Brother Zhou...... You...... If you go all the way, I will definitely treat Yi'er well, just like my own daughter. ”

With that, Ao Xianggong trembled his right hand and gently wiped Zhou Zhisi's eyes.

Youyi sat by the side, listening to the conversation between the two and did not interject. Suddenly, seeing his father screaming and vomiting blood, Youyi hurriedly rushed to the bed.

When she understood Ao Xianggong's words and knew that her father was gone, she couldn't help but burst into tears, crying loudly, but because of excessive grief, she suddenly fainted.

Ao Xianggong was in a state of confusion for a while, and while hurriedly holding Youyi, he shouted out of the door: "Three, three, three, three......"

shouted several times, but there was no answer, and Ao Xianggong remembered that Hu San had invited the doctor.

Just when Ao Xianggong was in a panic, a childish voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Father-in-law, what are you calling Uncle Hu for?"

Ao Xianggong fixed his eyes and saw Qingteng jumping into the house.

It turned out that Qingteng was tired of playing during the day, and she slept until dawn, and when she heard Ao Xianggong screaming in a daze, she jumped out of bed and rushed over.

As soon as Ao Xianggong saw Qingteng, he urgently called: "Qingteng, come here, come here...... Quickly help my father-in-law take the handle and carry my sister to the bed. ”

As soon as Qingteng entered the room, he saw a golden light surrounding Youyi's head, shining a foot away, and he couldn't help but be surprised and surprised. She hurriedly answered and ran forward to assist Ao Xianggong.

The two of them hugged each other, hugged their feet, and carried Youyi to the bedside.

Although Ao Xianggong knew a little about medical skills, he suddenly suffered a big change at this time, and he lost his mind for a while and was at a loss.

Qingteng crouched forward, secretly used a spell, and lightly pinched Youyi's benevolence.

Suddenly, Youyi woke up and cried loudly, such as hoarseness and dumbness, so not miserable.

And the moment Youyi opened her eyes, she inadvertently met a look with Qingteng.

I saw that there were two lotus flowers flashing at the bottom of the pupils of Youyi's eyes, and there were streamers flying around it, as if there was a Buddha seat and nine lotus platforms - it was the special reincarnation of the Buddha.

Qing Teng saw it, couldn't help but be ecstatic and excited, grabbed Youyi's slender hand and said, "So you're here! ”

Why are you so ecstatic?

It turns out that Youyi is the reincarnation of the original spirit of the Buddha Nona!

And Qingteng is actually the hidden body of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, so she can see through Youyi's true face of Lushan at a glance.

The red dust is full of dust, reincarnation is impermanent, and it is impossible to gather and disperse the fate.

Nona Buddha Yuanling has been tossing and turning in the red dust for more than ten years, and the Nine Heavens Xuannu has been looking for more than ten years, although sometimes she is distracted by the demon and the demon, but at this moment finally the melon bean gains and losses, because of fate, under the unintentional matchmaking of Mr. Zhengyi, the two met suddenly in Tanjiamuxing.

It's a pity: Although Youyi is endowed with Buddha wisdom, she is at a loss at this time, where can she understand what Qingteng said?

Youyi lay on her back on the couch like a fool, tears rolling like rain, sad and weeping, Qingteng could only hide the ecstasy in her heart, and comforted her childish voice in her ear.

Ao Xianggong stood aside, lacking skills, and stepped forward to comfort him, nor did he go to call people.

When he was depressed, Hu San had already led the doctor and hurriedly appeared outside the door.

Ao Xianggong suddenly saw it and called out urgently: "Hu San, you are back! Come in, come ...... quickly."

"Eh, here you are......" Hu San replied while hurriedly walking into the room and introducing the doctor, "Xianggong: This is Dr. Zhen, an old Chinese medicine doctor who has a wonderful hand for rejuvenation." ”

"Alas...... It's a wonderful rejuvenation, and it's useless. Ao Xianggong said infinitely sadly, "You go to the east gate to buy a good coffin quickly, and ask a servant to come back." ”

"Huh?" Hu San was shocked, only then did he realize the mourning atmosphere in the house, and he didn't dare to spit out the second word, so he panicked and went to buy the coffin again.

Doctor Zhen and Ao Xianggong saw each other, first looked at Zhou Zhusi, and sure enough, his limbs were getting stiff, and even the gods were difficult to save, so he spat a mouthful of saliva lightly, and then he was Youyi's pulse, which seemed to be very proficient in medicine.

After taking the pulse, Dr. Zhen talked a lot, and prescribed a few prescriptions for Youyi, which was nothing more than a medicine to nourish yin and replenish deficiency, collected enough silver, and hurriedly left with the medical box on his back.

At dusk that day, a solemn mourning hall was set up for Zhou Zhusi in Tan's Muxing.

Youyi was lonely in the mourning hall, crying to death. Qingteng pours tea and water, serving left and right, but it looks very much like a little maid who is self-conscious.

When they learned that Ao Ao Xianggong had set up a mourning hall for a beggar, they all talked about it in private, and there were many slanders.

Ao Xianggong was not ashamed, let alone explained, for fear of leaking the news, in order to prevent rumors, he never asked Gongying to come to the funeral. Then, he personally went to the east gate to buy a piece of sloping land near the Shuiyang River and ceremoniously buried Zhou Zhusi.

Three or five days have passed since the funeral was completed.

Hu San delivered the timber economy, which was equivalent to the cost of running the funeral, and the silver taels were even more than half.

Ao Xianggong couldn't help but wonder very much, and after figuring out the abacus and reconciliation a few times, it was still the same amount.

"What's going on? How can there be so many more silver taels? It's half as much!" Ao Xianggong put down his abacus and asked Hu San.

Hu San replied: "I also feel strange. After the flood that day, I went to the stockyard to count the wood, and I really expected that it would be good to have four stops left out of the ten stops, but when I counted, all the washed up wood was engraved with the Tan family's inscription.

When the helpers were too busy, many beggars and farmers came to help. The buyers came to ask for the timber, and before the timber could be piled up, it was snapped up, and in a short time it was exchanged for silver bills, which was twice as much. I don't believe it either, but it does. ”

After Ao Xiang heard this, he was puzzled: the beggar and the farmer helped, but they could still find a little eyebrows, that is, the beggar who received the alms and the uncle and brother of the He Wang family came to repay the kindness, but the wood was knocked with the seal of the Tan family, but he couldn't figure it out anyway.

In fact, Ao Xianggong didn't know: this is Mr. Zhengyi who took his seal that night, got a magical power, and knocked the Tan family's seal on the wood of those profiteers, so he had this unexpected wealth.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ao Xianggong didn't come up with a reason for it, so he sighed: "This silver is so strange! Even if I accept it, I can afford this blessing, but I am afraid that it will be repaid to my children and grandchildren in the future. ”

"That'...... What should we do with these silver taels?" Hu San asked.

Ao Xianggong pondered for a moment and said: "I think so: you can live here in the future, first, to help me take care of my business, and second, to use this silver to help those begging flowers." Now you will spread the word: On the first and fifteenth days of the first month of each month, the Tan family wood store will open the door to give porridge, and as long as I, the Tan family wood company, is here, this porridge relief business will continue to be done. ”

"This ......" Hu San hesitated.

"Three, I have a point. You have been with me for more than ten years, and I have some family affairs, but I have never told you. Ao Xianggong suddenly sighed, as if he was muttering to himself again, "My Tan family's distant ancestor Mai Gong was originally born in flowers, begged to Huayang Town, started with brute force, and after five generations, he created the family business of Tanjiazhuang, and there are many descendants.

After the fourth generation, the descendants of the Tan family did not think about the hardships of their ancestors, so they lost all the family business. Since then, the Tan family has withered, and only my ugly father is left in Tanjiazhuang, but it is also a single seedling, and it has been eight generations to the public screen......"

"Xiang Gong...... Why did he say such sad words today, so that Hu San listened to it, and he was so sad. ”

"Alas...... Three, I Ao Xiang has done things for people in my life, benevolence and righteousness first, respecting the ancestors and gods, and asking with a clear conscience, that is, I hope that my Tan family ugly prince will be able to stretch and prosper one day in the future. Now that I have obtained this unknown wealth, how dare I Ao Xiang embezzle it, wouldn't it damage Yin Virtue? ”

"This ...... All right...... Then Hu San will follow Xianggong's wishes. Hu San saw Ao Xianggong talking, his eyes seemed to contain tears, and he was not as bold as before, so he didn't dare to say more.

Ao Xianggong was silent for a moment, and then said: "Three, you will live here in the future to take care of your business, and you will have to go around, so you can go and buy a carriage in case you drive it in the future." ”

"This ...... Okay, Hu San will do it together. Hu San carefully agreed.

For a while, the two discussed properly, and Hu San went out of the door and did things according to Ao Xianggong's instructions.

Since then, Hu San has lived in the head of Tanjiamu, and while doing a little bit of Wanling wood business, he is also in charge of porridge relief.