"Old man, isn't the soup sprinkled with salt? It's tasteless, it's a waste of firewood!" Han's mother took a sip of soup and sandwiched another green vegetable: "Ouch, it's dead, what about salt, I really don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil, and salt are at home." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Mother, I cooked the dishes. Zhang Xiaofeng said softly.

Han's mother's face was scornful, and she scolded Luo Qinian: "I'm used to playing music!"

"Eat!" Father Han tapped on the edge of her rice bowl.

Han's mother chattered for a while, and finally stopped.

"Are you making your mother angry?" After the meal, Han Xuan went back to the room to practice calligraphy and asked Luo Qinian.

"Hmm. My mother asked me to sew a few padded jackets for Xiu'er, and I prevaricated that if Xiu'er brought cloth and cotton, I would help her sew them. My mother disagreed, and asked me to use the cotton at home to make it, and I said that there was not much cotton at home for Han Xiu. The mother got angry and cried. ”

"My mother is also confused. ”

……

The newly hung persimmons have not yet frosted, and the wrapped persimmons have long been sold out. Han Xian took a sunny day to visit Songhe Academy. After several rounds of assessment, he received an indifferent rejection from his master.

"You have a shallow foundation, you are not sensitive, and your strategy is not right...... Let's go back to the children's school for renovation, and after a few years, I may be able to get an entry qualification. ”

Han Xian's soul was shattered, and he marched towards the mountain gate in a trance. Disheartened, he heard a faint regret, but it was more difficult to accept than a sharp mockery.

He glared angrily, and was indeed a hunchbacked old man in a sackcloth with unkempt beard. The virtue of respecting the old and loving the young made his anger dissipate, and in the end he was uneasy, muttering to himself: "You don't understand, I have no hope, my family has no hope." ”

This "old man" is Hua Ziliang, the mountain chief of Songhe Academy, who saw that Han Xian was honest and kind, unlike other students who were respectful and disdainful when they first saw him. came interested: "If you tell me why you want to study, I can help you get a chance to enroll." ”

"Thank you!"

"No thanks, you have to have a reason. ”

"I want to get ahead and let people who look down on my old Han family look up to us. I want my father and mother to have meat to eat every day, and I want my eldest brother and sister-in-law to make money without any scruples!"

"Shechen's material. ”

Han Xianjun's face turned red, and he wanted to say something about the righteousness of the family and the country, but he really didn't have great ambitions and couldn't make it up.

"The day after tomorrow, bring a cover to 'Hao Jingxuan'. ”

"Huh?" Han Xian was dizzy, and before he could ask a few more questions, the "old man" had already walked away.

"The old man's legs and feet are awesome!" Suddenly, his chest was full of the impassioned "car to the mountain, doubtful road, willows and flowers bright and another village".

……

"Mother, has my sister-in-law gotten the money back?" There was still a full month left on the day that was agreed, Li Xianyi couldn't hold it back, and went to the hall to find Li's mother, who was 90 degrees bent, and the etiquette standard was perfect.

Mother Li rubbed her swollen and painful forehead: "None." ”

Li Xianyi's breath was sluggish: "If I can't accept Meihui at the end of the year, I'm afraid my reputation will be hindered." ”

"I know, let me think about it. ”

"Mother, the child has a strategy that I don't know whether to talk about or not?"

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

Although the eldest brother and sister-in-law have a deep relationship, the Han family does not know. If you invite the eldest brother and sister-in-law to go away, so that the Han family can see the friendship between the two of them, the Han family will be happy and may be able to do it. ”

Li Xianren is the eldest grandson of the Li family, and Li's mother does not want him to laugh at others, let alone grovel. However, the reputation of the Li family is also very important. Mother Li had a hard time choosing.

"Mother, the child is willing to give it a try. "Li Xianren didn't know when he came, "I returned from visiting the Yue family last time, and this time I just apologized." ”

"Well, then, you have the right mind, go. It's really unsuccessful, my mother still has the jewelry at the bottom of the box to take it as a piece, and squeeze out some anointing oil. ”

"That's what my grandmother left to my mother, so keep it. Li Xianren's eyes were gentle and his expression was profound.

Mother Li's great joy: "My son is considerate. ”

At the Han family's dinner table, for the first time, chicken, duck and fish were all available. It's steaming, fragrant, and appetizing.

Han Xian's heart was weak: "Father, mother, I, in fact, I, my knowledge can't reach the threshold of Songhe Academy." It was my good fortune to meet the elder who walked for me, and he appreciated my honesty and helped me to obtain the qualification to enter the mountain. ”

"Words are true, although they say that they have not learned, they have actually learned. When the elder allows you to enroll, he affirms your character. You don't have to be presumptuous. ”

"Huh?" Han Xian was stunned when he heard this: "Big brother, you, can you speak normally?"

Han Xuan didn't agree, and put a piece of tender chicken thigh meat in the bowl of Luo Qinian, who lowered his head to cover his mouth and snickered, his eyes were gentle and his eyes were doting. Luo Qinian was caught in the bag, and he was embarrassed for a moment, but he couldn't help laughing. Since Han Xuan became literate, he likes to chew words with people the most, and he has learned seven of his own eight tricks, and the words he says are comparable to parroting.

Han's father doesn't understand it, and he doesn't like it. The people around the table said that he didn't understand the words, and he was annoyed, and waved his palm: "Han Jie, move the altar of osmanthus wine!

Han Xiu followed behind Li Xianren, and when he walked outside the wall of Han's courtyard, he smelled the strong aroma of meat and vegetables. She left Li Xianren and rushed into the house: "Wow, you guys actually eat meat!"

Han Xiu squeezed Luo Qinian regardless of his physique: "Not only meat, but also chickens, ducks and fish!"

"Dad, mother, you actually eat delicious food behind my back? In the past, when I came, I pretended to be poor, and I couldn't see the minced meat!" Han Xiu was angry, feeling that Han's father and Han's mother didn't care for her anymore.

Suddenly, she felt very aggrieved, the grievance of being ignored by her family.

Father Han was furious: "Who gave you the courage to yell at me! Why are you eating meat behind your back? It's hard to hear! Is it difficult for us to eat meat?

"Old man, old man, dissipate the gas, dissipate the gas......" Father Han's eyes were cracked, and the whites of his round eyes were bloodshot and abnormal. Han's mother was shocked, and hurriedly patted him on the back and smoothed his chest, she still has palpitations when Han's father fell to the ground a few days ago.

"What are you doing again, go back to your Li family!" Han Xuan's voice was fierce, his eyes were piercing, as if he was about to take off to catch his prey in the next second.

Han Xiu shuddered, but the temptation of food made her automatically ignore Han Xuan's penetrating gaze, and ran to the kitchen to get two sets of dishes and chopsticks, and moved two chairs to sit down. She had no food to eat in the morning, only a bowl of rice soup to look at the mirror at noon, and after a day's work, she was already dizzy from hunger. Now she feels like she can eat a cow!

She ate in her mouth, sandwiched it in the bowl, and when she couldn't swallow it, her eyes rolled but she was reluctant to spit it out, and she swallowed it hard with her neck...... Described as embarrassed and pitiful, like a prisoner who has escaped from prison with all the suffering......

Father Han's heart is like a knife, what can he do with her?

The Han brothers were silent, even if they had resentment in their hearts, they were more distressed than blamed at this time......

Han Mu reddened her eyes, pressed the corners of her sour eyes, and scooped a bowl of soup for Han Xiu: "My son, eat slowly, don't choke." ”

When Li Xianren arrived slowly, Han Xiu had already gobbled up half a bowl of rice!