"Dad, where is your private room?" When he got home, Han Xuan quietly asked Father Han. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Father Han was very distressed: "It's gone." "That day, all the money on the books at home was given to Han Xian to save Luo Qinian, Han Xiu needed to ask for a doctor, and when he went to dig out the private room, he found that the silver was missing, but it didn't make him feel distressed to death. He hasn't eaten well in the past few days.

Han Xuan sighed: "In the Li family, when Aunt Li paid for the medicine, I saw that there were holes in the silver. ”

Father Han's eyes widened and exclaimed, "What?" Then he walked around the house on crutches: "What a deflated calf, Lao Tzu is still guilty of accusing him! The official master just beat him with thirty boards, and he was cheap!"

Wu Ning was efficient, and on the third day, Li Xianren's punishment came down: remove the fame of Xiucai, and he was not allowed to refer to it for three years.

This is tantamount to a bolt from the blue for Li Xianren and the Li family, who regard the imperial examination as the only way to get ahead. For this reason, Li Laoxiu, who was in the old god, couldn't sit still, and had a relationship with his former classmates who had not been in touch for many years. It's a pity that no one wants to help him because of his shallow affection. The beautiful Li family has completely become a joke in the village, and the arrogant Li Xianren will spend a New Year in prison that he will never forget.

These Han family members don't care except for Han's mother, they are busy.

Early in the morning of the 23rd, Han Xuan, Han Xian, Han Yu, and Han Jie drove their ox carts to the town to sell peanut crisps, sesame cakes, spiced walnuts, and spiced pine nuts...... The three of them occupied a large piece of land to set up a stall, which was better than the scene of the dried fruit shop.

"Big brother, second brother, third brother, I'll send a gift to my husband. When he went to sell the fake, Dou Sprouts told him that they were able to get out of the county dungeon safely, and it was all up to Mr. to rescue his sister-in-law. Unexpectedly, his unkempt gentleman turned out to be the famous King of Anjun, the fifteen-year-old great talent of the three yuan and the first, and the great writer of Huaguo who was once famous in Kyoto! It is rumored that the King of Anjun traveled through the mountains and rivers after the scientific examination, and has since disappeared. It turned out that he was the chief of the mountain.

Han Xuan glanced at the large package that Luo Qinian helped pack and said, "Remember to ask Mr. to go to our house for the New Year." ”

"Huh!"

When Han Xian came to Songhe Academy, Bean Sprout was sitting on the steps with her chin propped up and counting ants.

"Little bean sprouts, where's sir?"

Seeing Han Xian, Bean Sprout's blank eyes lit up, and he stood up and said excitedly, "Mr. went home for the New Year!" and then pointed to the big package that Han Xian was carrying and said, "Are you here to give Mr. a New Year's gift?"

"Uh-huh. Are you here alone? Why don't you go back with your husband for the New Year?" The students have all gone home on their annual leave, and the academy will not hold classes until the twentieth day of the first month.

"And Ah Gui and Ah Huang. "Ah Gui is Mr. 's little servant, and after picking up the bean sprouts, he sent him to take care of the bean sprouts, and Ah Huang is the watchdog raised by the bean sprouts.

A rough man with a milk baby, how to think about how to reassure people, Mr. is really big-hearted.

"Why don't you go home with me to play and spend the New Year at my house by the way? There is also a white cat and a black dog at home, both of which are cute. went there, and Ah Huang also had a companion. ”

"Well, actually, I'm just waiting for you to pick me up and go to your house for the New Year. "My husband's family has a lot of rules, and he is very restrained every time he goes, he doesn't dare to speak loudly, he doesn't dare to jump, and he doesn't dare to eat enough. Han Xian's family is different, his family is very easy-going, and he is as comfortable as going back to his own home as a guest. So this year, when Mr. asked him if he would go back to Kyoto with him for the New Year or stay here to celebrate the New Year with Han Xian's family, he chose to stay without hesitation, although he was very guilty of letting Mr. go back to Beijing alone.

Ah Gui didn't know when he brought Ah Huang over, and he was still carrying two packages on his body, which had obviously been packed up a long time ago.

"Let's go, my brothers are selling dried fruits and mountain goods on the street, and I'll take you to see it today. Listen to the uncles and aunts shouting and bargaining. ”

Bean Sprouts grew up beside her husband since she was a child, and although she had no worries about food and clothing, she had no playmates and had never gone shopping, so she didn't know if there were any jugglers recorded in the "Chronicles of the Years" and "The Chronicles of the Wind and Soil" on the street.

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Luo Qinian and Zhang Xiaofeng filtered the fermented glutinous rice, leaving only the juice, and then boiled the juice in a pot, boiled on high heat and turned to low heat, and wrenched vigorously when it was sticky.

"Sister-in-law, I'll come. Zhang Xiaofeng looks delicate, but in fact she has a lot of strength, and the maltose gradually turns yellow and turns into dumplings under her rhythmic stirring.

Luo Qinian brought a big thick porcelain basin, and then the two of them worked together to lift the pot and pour the maltose into the porcelain basin, and then carried the porcelain basin outside the house to cool.

Zhang Guihua walked over with her waist and swayed, "Sister-in-law, the maltose is not enough, I have to boil an extra pot." ”

"No one in the family likes to eat sweets, and a big pot is enough to greet the children in the village. ”

Zhang Guihua was unhappy: "My son is about to come out at the beginning of the New Year, and it is customary to prepare more maltose for the New Year to go back to his parents' house to pay New Year's greetings." ”

Luo Qinian had never heard of this, and asked Zhang Xiaofeng with his eyes. Zhang Xiaofeng shook her head, indicating that she didn't know. Luo Qinian had no choice but to ask Han's mother. Since Li Xianren was imprisoned and Han Xiu returned to the Li family to recuperate, Han's mother has not been waiting to see her. Although there is no scolding and provocativeness, the yin and yang are even more difficult to get along with.

"Mother, osmanthus said to boil more maltose for her to go back to her parents' house for New Year's greetings. ”

"Well, do more. ”

Han's father glanced at Han's mother, saved her some face for the New Year, and waited for Luo Qinian to leave before he said faintly: "Old woman, you are becoming more and more disagreeable." "Where is this custom, it's not that the second mother's family likes maltose, and they are lazy to do it themselves.

Han's mother's eyes were red: "I'm getting more and more disagreeable, it's because of the old family's unfilial piety." ”

"She's worthy of you. ”

Han's mother wiped her tears: "If she treats Xiu'er badly, she is not filial." ”

Father Han got up and lifted the curtain of the door and went out, and he couldn't tell the person who was confused and provoked anger.

Luo Qinian hurriedly took the dustpan to select wheat, and Zhang Xiaofeng also came over to work together.

"Old family, a pot of maltose is enough, you don't have to do more. ”

Luo Qinian chose Maizi's hand and said: "Listen to Dad." ”

Zhang Xiaofeng sighed almost invisibly, and then poured the wheat into the bag. She is very glad that she separated early, she doesn't have to face Han's mother all day long, and she doesn't have to worry about Han Xiu going home to play the autumn wind. It's just sympathetic to Luo Qinian.

At this time, Han Xiu, who was cultivating in the Li family, was lying on the bed with a dull gaze, so sad that he couldn't shed tears. Why, she gave so much, but the end was abandoned. God, it's so unfair to her......

Xu Meihui packed a small package for her, which contained several sets of Han Xiu's patched clothes and a pair of cloth shoes that had almost fallen off. "Xiu'er, go home while it's still early. ”

“…… No, I'm going to wait at home for Brother Li to come back. He likes me and won't leave me. ”