"No, he can't be so depressed, he has a son, and he has an excellent son, a son whose name is Da Shengting. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Yang Bingshan struggled to get up.

Staggering, walking out, the dilapidated Yang Mansion is no longer as good as before, the flowers and plants that have not been pruned for many days are disorderly, all over the ground, and small grasses have emerged on the paths paved with blue bricks.

The dilapidated and desolate scene makes people feel desolate, the people who come and go no longer exist, and the scattered few people have no intention of tidying up the declining Yang Mansion compound.

Everyone lives in a mess like Yang Bingshan.

And when they heard the news that the young master had been rewarded, their hearts were excited, and they regained their calm, so what did it matter? The eldest young master would never come back, and suddenly added a trace of hatred to Yang Bingshan, the male host.

The woman in the back house looked at the fall of the Yang Mansion, and saw Yang Bingshan living in a mess, no longer trying to win his love as hard as before, sitting in front of the bronze mirror and feeling sorry for herself.

What's more, they secretly rolled up the soft and ran over the wall, and there would be no good future here anyway.

Yang Bingshan looked at this silently, adversity saw the truth, these people who usually stammered can only share weal and sorrow, and now, he misses the struggle step by step when he was young.

For so many years, my brain has been muddled with shit, and I actually believe Liang Meier's slut in everything, which has led to the separation of husband and wife, and the father and son have turned against each other.

Maybe I still have hope~~~

I don't know if it was the enlightenment after waking up, or the temptation of Yang Yichen's bright future, Yang Bingshan staggered out of Yang's mansion, raised his eyes to look at the sunshine above his head, and his heart gradually cleared.

And at this moment, there is more than one person who regrets it, all those who have hatred and hatred with Liu Qingxi, all of them sigh and regret their past choices.

One of the battles with the defeat of the Yang Mansion is the two-legged Wanfu in the past, Wan Dehai is not more reckless than Yang Bingshan, but fortunately, Mrs. Wan's mother's family has some financial resources, which is a great support for him and the last straw.

In a remote corner of Wanjia, a small room collapsed into a corner, and a purlin fell at an angle of 45 degrees, forming a small oblique pyramid space.

A layer of straw was laid in a dilapidated corner of the room, and a thin figure sat against the wall, his eyes glazed over......

At this moment, the crumbling wooden door creaked open from the outside, and a maid dressed in green walked over proudly, squinting her eyes and said, "Madame is kind, give you a place to live." ”

"But a woman like you doesn't deserve sympathy, don't you know, there is a girl surnamed Liu in Shilipu who received a bounty of one hundred taels from the emperor, one hundred acres of fertile land, named Liu Qingxi, if I remember correctly, it's your cousin!"

With the appearance of Liu Qingxi's name, the woman's eyes glowed a little brighter, Liu Qingxi, yes, Liu Qingxi!

For some reason, this name strongly supports her consciousness, and she has persevered until now, only skin and bones remain, and those so-called relatives, the mother who keeps saying that she loves her and loves her have never come again.

The thin woman's hair was yellow and messy like a beggar, and she was none other than Liu Qingzhi.

The woman suddenly stood up with all her strength, her dry hand tightly grasped the maid, and the nails hidden in the mud pinched it twice: "You said Liu Qingxi?

This news violently hit her brain, how could this cousin who was like an enemy live so happily, how could she develop so quickly.

And thinking of myself, the prosperity of the past is like a passing cloud, disappearing, leaving only the desolation and loneliness of this day and night, leaving the hamster as a companion day and night.

This kind of gap between heaven and earth, the pain after this predicament, made her mind messy.

The maid quickly shook off the woman's disgusting hands, put a foot on her calf bone, and fell to the ground with a plop, and her weak body supported her upper body.

The whites of the maid's eyes turned up: "How can there be a fake, what??I regret it, it's useless to regret it, it's someone else's, hahaha~~~"

The arrogant laughter was extremely piercing in Liu Qingzhi's heart, as if a sharp sword had cut her to the ground, and there was nowhere to hide.

Tears flowed down her face, leaving tear stains on her yellowed face.

The maid walked out of the room, cursed, and walked away quickly, as if the plague was following her.

Anyway, the things explained by Mrs. have been successfully completed, who cares about the woman in the back, if you love to die, you will die quickly.

Fear and remorse tormented her heart day and night.

The male owner of this family has ignored her since the miscarriage, and let her live or die, without the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

There are more women, and this one is not bad.

It seems that everything that was pursued before is undoubted, no matter how much she suppresses it, the thin little girl still shines, and Liu Qingzhi has to admit that she lost.

Liu Qingxi naturally didn't know what these people knew and thought, and he wouldn't be interested in it.

Her body and mind are learning how to learn quickly, how to transform the knowledge of the old into her own strength.

When I returned, Shilipu was a busy scene.

Starting from Lingjiang Province, along the way, the endless fields on both sides of the road are yellow, orange and orange, and with the breeze blowing, golden waves are surging.

Like a graceful villain, flying wantonly, and like a happy bird, singing happily, singing the joy of harvest, singing of fruitful satisfaction.

Along the way, everywhere wearing straw hats and carrying baskets, they walked into the fields that were taller than a human in gold, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and heard the sound of the clattering buds of grain being broken.

From time to time, hearty laughter came: "It's a good year." ”

Otherwise, it would be a fatal blow to the earthquake and then face a barren harvest.

I lived in Lingjiang Province for four or five days, got along with Ying Lao day and night, and gained a lot, but I was thinking about the autumn harvest of Shilipu in my heart, and I had to settle the hundred acres of fertile land rewarded by the emperor.

To tell the truth, Liu Qingxi has been busy for more than a year, but he has no land, and even if he has money, he didn't buy land, because it is really troublesome to manage.

In addition, I only farmed when I was a child, and I don't know much about it now, so I don't have the kind of psychology that farmers must have land, and only when they have land can they be sure

Now a hundred acres of land, some are in trouble.

But all in all, if you are exempt from taxes, your annual income is not small.

The carriage creaked forward, and the gurgling sound mixed with the joy of the farmer's harvest was painted and woven into a beautiful music, and the harvest scene was endless and refreshing.

Finally, we arrived at Shilipu

People carried baskets on their backs, sacks on their backs, and drove ox carts out of the fields one after another, shouting and rejoicing to go home......