Chapter Eighty-Eight: The County Test Returns
Boss Liu shrank his neck, the wrinkles on his forehead became more and more obvious when he looked up, and his honest smile had a hint of folds: "Daughter-in-law, it's useless for me, you can do whatever you say!" ”
The man's obedience made Wang very useful, and his mood was much more comfortable: "Okay, okay, let's think about it!" ”
After speaking, he walked inside with a twist and whim, just thinking of the figure in his heart, his mood instantly turned to a rainstorm, ignoring the man next to him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, and since the Wang family came once, there has been no other movement, and Liu Qingxi no longer thinks about this matter for the time being.
And in the past few days, she has earned more than two taels, and recently Zhang San has become more and more skilled, and the speed is getting faster and faster, and at the same time, a few trustworthy people have been added to the team, and Liu Qingxi's cashier collection is full of joy.
At the same time, the county seat was very lively, because the three-day county test was finally over!
No matter what the result is, at least I have worked hard, I can relax for a while, and after the examination room, the candidates rushed back to the inn, cleaned inside and out, called a table of good dishes, and treated themselves.
But one of the white-clothed teenagers with confidence at the corners of his mouth hurriedly stepped on the formation the day after the end of the county exam.
The young man in Tsing Yi who was driving the car in front of him had a pleasant face, but his expression was slightly serious, and he hurried forward with a tense expression.
The late autumn weather gradually thickened, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, the fallen leaves on both sides were piled up in a thick layer, and the rustling sound made the trip less quiet.
The little guy in Tsing Yi couldn't understand the master's anxious mood: "Young master, why are we in such a hurry to go back?" Aren't most people waiting for the county test results to come out? ”
"Wait or not, the result is no different!" A slightly cold voice came, making the words that the little guy in Tsing Yi was about to say stuck in his throat, not up or down, and choked and rolled his eyes.
Well, there's nothing wrong with what the master said!
The master and servant fell silent, except for the sound of horses' hooves splashing.
Hurried all the way, and finally arrived at Bixi Town in the middle of the afternoon, the young man in the car signaled to go home, and the little girl in Tsing Yi changed direction according to his instructions.
In the west of the center of Bixi Town, there is a house covering an area of about ten acres, the vermilion gate is heavy and simple, enter from the main gate, a wide road leads to the hall, and the young man in the car sits upright.
When the little guy stepped forward to help, he fell on him softly, and he looked as if he was going to die in the next moment.
The subordinate who sprinkled the sweep in the yard threw down the broom suddenly: "The eldest young master is back!" The young master is back! ”
A shrill voice came from afar, and a woman in a green embroidered skirt, a dark gray belt around her waist, and a simple mahogany hairpin walked quickly.
Tears flowed down, and the young man's tired appearance made her heart tightly together, and the pain was difficult to add: "Chen'er, Chen'er, I'm my mother, what's wrong with you?" ”
The young man's pale lips and the cold sweat on his forehead are all ripping off the flesh of a woman's heart.
"Madam, the young master has been tested by the government and county one after another, and his body is a little unbearable, just rest for a few days!" After receiving the cold eyes of the young man in his arms, the little girl in Tsing Yi was busy explaining.
joke, if the lady was sad because of this and thought about the master's punishment, his heart would be tight, and the cold sweat couldn't stop breaking out.
Sure enough, when the woman heard this, the strength of holding the young man's arm slowly decreased, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a cry and a smile: "You two children, I'm a little girl, Anan, don't hurry up and help the young master in!" ”
It turned out that these people were none other than Yang Yichen and Anan who returned from the county test, and the Wen family who hurriedly greeted them.
The mother and son care deeply about each other, and the eyes that meet in the air clearly understand each other's meaning.
Just as Anan picked up Yang Yichen and was about to go back to the room, Wen suddenly spoke: "Anan, wait a minute, don't go back to you, go to my yard!" ”
The son is so weak, and the Wen family is not at ease when he is not in front of him, even after Anan, the little guy who grew up with Yang Yichen, gives a positive answer.
The young man beside him nodded slightly, Anan understood, and walked directly to the Wen family's main courtyard with his back on his back.
After all, Wen's speed is not as fast as Anan, who has been exercising all year round, even if Anan still has a person on his back.
Entering the main courtyard behind them, she directly ordered: "Don't worry, go to the room next to me!" ”
Wen Suling had a habit many years ago, that is, no matter when, the room next to her would be empty for her son, even if Yang Yichen came back to live one day occasionally, she could laugh happily in her dreams.
After Yang Yi lay down in the room next to her, she was so busy that her feet did not touch the ground, tucking the corners of the quilt for her son for a while, and touching her forehead for a while.
After a quarter of an hour, Wen suddenly stood up: "Chen'er, you wait, my mother will cook your favorite lotus seed porridge for you!" ”
Mother's sincere care, every small detail, warmed Yang Yichen's heart.
"Am I doing something wrong? Is it really good to hide from your mother for so many years? ”
Every time he saw Wen busy with him, because he was weak and worked day and night, he would ask himself?
But what if you tell Wen? Will it be a sudden irritation that she can't accept?
But......
Wen's sideburns didn't grow out of the gray hair, which made his heart pound, it turned out that his mother was already old! He really didn't want to hide it!
At this moment, Yang Yichen is no longer a cold-faced young man who holds everything in his heart, but a child who longs for his mother's warm embrace.
"Mother!" The moment Wen went out, Yang Yichen called.
Wen turned his head suddenly: "Huh? What's wrong, Chen'er? ”
"Mother, I'm not tired, don't be busy, I have something to tell you!"
And then...... Then Yang Yichen slowly stood up under Wen's surprised gaze and walked to her side, his originally pale face recovering a little ruddy.
Wen's lips trembled, his eyes stared, his hands trembled uncontrollably and stretched forward, and gently put it on Yang Yichen's shoulder: "Chen'er, this ......"
Suddenly, she realized a fact: "Chen'er, are you okay?" "Is this true?
No! Wen pinched herself hard, and the pain to her bones made her realize that this was not a dream, not a phantom of her son's recovery in a dream day and night, everything was real.
"Wow~~~" Wen cried loudly like a child, her shoulders trembled slightly in Yang Yichen's arms, and she couldn't stop sobbing.
Yang Yichen patted her shoulder gently, since when did he start to have a forehead higher than his mother, it turned out that unconsciously, he could already carry the burden of life.
"Mother, don't cry, isn't it a good thing that I'm fine? If you keep crying, your son may ......."
"Silly boy, don't say stupid things, God will hear it!" Wen covered Yang Yichen's mouth violently and spit on the ground three times.
"You can't talk nonsense like this in the future, you know?"
Yang Yichenwen nodded with a smile, and looked at his mother, who was in her thirties, with a little doting, and her heart was extremely soft.
Wen came back to his senses after a long time before he was in the mood to think about everything that happened: "Chen'er, when are you okay?" I was scared to death just now! ”
"Mother, sit down, I'll tell you slowly!"