Jiang Zhao returned to Bailu Mountain alone, without mentioning what had happened in the past six months.

Everyone was inevitably curious, and others could still bear it, but his sister-in-law Bai Yin couldn't help it. can ask back and forth, but he only got a smile and answer, acting on the spot, and dewy marriage.

He put on a prodigal tone, eight words to explain a relationship, weightless, no sorrow, no joy, no regrets.

The eldest brother and sister-in-law looked at him and sighed, even Jiang Duo's youngest son Taiji has reached the age of going to school, and the uncle is still alone, how can this be good? There is no answer in everyone's mind.

In the tenth year of coming to Bailu Mountain, the outside world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The Great Wei Dynasty mansion, which had stood for nearly three hundred years, collapsed and ended in the hands of Li Lie, Emperor Yongping. The emperor is the enemy of the people of Bailu Mountain, and the end of the dynasty should be comforted. However, no, they hid in the bitter cold place outside the Guan, which was disdained by the imperial court forces, and the current situation inside the Guanxi still affected everyone's thoughts. In all fairness, Li Lie's ten years as emperor can be regarded as conscientious and diligent. Just like Gu Cheng's earlier judgment on him, it is not a bad idea and ability to have the ideal and ability of the master of Zhongxing. When Nai doesn't give me, one person alone can't turn the tide after all, the decaying dynasty has accumulated heavy evils, the national strength is empty, and the people are struggling to make a living. The rebel armies in the northwest and southwest continued to grow, and the Xianbei people in the north took advantage of the situation to capture Yanshan and smash the Beijing division. The two-front battle of internal and external troubles has become the last straw that crushes the giant beast.

I heard that when the emperor died, he covered his face with his hair and hanged himself on the Taiping Mountain in Xiyuan, with a suicide note written by him next to him, an edict accusing the world of sin.

After years of war, the people of the Central Plains finally ushered in a peaceful year. The new dynasty was established by the Xianbei Helan clan, and the country was named Dayan. The Xianbei people reconciled with the Liao people outside the Guan, and the northeastern border of the Houhou was stabilized, and the situation of confrontation inside and outside the Guanguan was no longer a confrontation, and the gate of Shanhaiguan, which had been blocked for decades, was also opened.

The spring breeze is Bailu Mountain again, and the King of Liao is friendly with the master of Taiyi Pavilion, which can be called 30 years of Hedong and 30 years of Hexi. Hearing that the new emperor advocated the sinicization of the Xianbei people and promoted Confucianism in the Central Plains, Gu Cheng and his wife were relieved and decided to open a school to teach the sages and sages of the children outside the Guanwai.

At first, Gu Cheng taught the children, although his leg disease was fine, but sitting and standing for a long time would cause pain. Shen Huan couldn't bear it, but Jiang Zhao saw it in his eyes, so he had a new livelihood, replacing Gu Cheng and being a teacher in the school.

The children are innocent or naughty, but they hone his patience very well. After spending a long time with him, he slowly felt that he had also found a peace and tranquility that he had regained.

Unlike Gu Cheng, Jiang Zhao could not convince the public with virtue with his own cultivation and gentle character like the former. But he has a ruler, a prestige, and an endless stream of subtle tricks to rectify naughty children. But it was only in class, and after school, he was replaced by another person, full of tolerance, smiling and watching the children laugh and chase.

Oleander is gorgeous like the glow, the willow is still over the wall, the years are galloping, the victory is just right in the spring, and the painting is full of meaning.

A small, thin figure suddenly crashed into view. He is a young man with thin arms and legs, but he is eleven or twelve years old, and his face is very delicate. He was sorting out the books for his classmates, stacking them neatly and placing them on the table one by one.

Jiang Zhao remembered that he was a child of a tenant family in Bailu Mountain, whose scientific name was Lu Xia, and he also had a nickname that was often evoked, Shishi.

He approached the stone and asked him what he was doing. Stone was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting him to pay attention to himself, and after a while, his face turned red and he lowered his head.

"I'm making money, and I said that I would help Zhao Tai and Xu Shuojie sort out their books and desks, and they would give me five dollars a month. I need money because my mother has asthma. He looked up, his eyes were dark, and the reflection came out of the window in the clumps of catkins, "This season, my mother can't go out, and the crops in the field can only be taken care of by Aunt Wang next door. ”

The thin neck is stalked, and the appearance when he speaks is stubborn, at a young age, he knows how to repay his kindness, and he is very simple and kind.

Jiang Zhao smiled and asked with interest, "Then why don't you help at home and come to school to study?" ”

Shi glanced at him and replied generously, "My mother said that if you don't study, you will have no interest in your life, and you can only serve the dealer in the field, and she doesn't want me to follow her old path...... And my father is also a scholar, because the Liao people were taken captive and died on the battlefield, if my father hadn't gone, he could have taught me personally. ”

It turned out to be a young son brought by a widowed mother. He inexplicably felt a slight sourness in his heart, and said with a light smile, "That's the case, your family's harvest this year will be kept by yourself, Bailu Mountain is not a place to eat people and not spit out bones, everyone has difficulties, and they should be understood." ”

Shi Shi looked at him, but slowly shook his head, "No need, last year, the third master exempted my family from the money and food that should be paid, not only that, but also paid for me to study in school." My family inherits too much kindness from the third master, and I can't help but lick my face and cry poor. My mother often told me that no one in this world should help us without reciprocation, others are good to us, we must always remember that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated. ”

He was young and spoke arrogantly, but then he touched his neck again, and was a little sneering, "Let Mr. see it and laugh, in fact, I don't have the ability to repay it at the moment, but I'm not talking big, wait for the future, Mr. looks at me, I will definitely not live up to the kindness of the third master who cultivated me." ”

What a teenager with backbone and ambition. He nodded, thinking that the words of the stone had inherited his mother's teachings, and that the devil had sent the gods, and he said to him, "Don't make money by sorting out books for others in the future, and personal things should be done by yourself." Your mother is sick and needs medicine, and the pharmacy in the town is in the name of Taiyi Pavilion, so I will take you to grab some medicine for asthma, and go back to your mother to decoction and take it. ”

The stone was so grateful that he didn't know what to say for a while. He stroked his head and said with a smile, "Let's go, send you home by the way, if you don't want to go, study hard in the future, is the best way to repay Mr. and me." ”

chatting along the way, he learned a lot of stories about the mother and son of the stone who depended on each other. In fact, he was also a little puzzled by his behavior, obviously he grabbed the medicine, and he didn't have to send the stone home, but he didn't stop, as if he was taking advantage of the unfinished conversation, and slowly followed him back to the very ordinary and simple small door.

It's just that the front door is so lively at the moment!

There were a few angry men on the wall, and there were two helpers in short coats standing in front of the door, shouting while banging on the door, "Sister-in-law is busy inside?" I haven't opened the door for a long time, we can't wait to jump off the wall, sister-in-law, don't be afraid, we'll accompany you. ”

Another person rode on the wall and laughed, "The town is covering your head in the house, you think you are a daffodil, if the daffodils don't bloom, then you will be filled with garlic!" ”

A group of people laughed and threw broken tiles into the yard, which looked like a gesture that was almost indescribable.

There are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door, and it seems that this statement is true.

Jiang Zhao's brows furrowed, and then he saw that the stone had clenched his fists, and his face turned red.

He asked, "Do these people often come to make trouble?" ”

Shi Shi's eyes were full of anger, "Shameless Wang Ba calf, it's not been a day or two since you bullied my mother." ”

As he spoke, he was about to rush forward, but the gang was all stronger than him, so he was not afraid of a young man. But this time, he didn't need to shoot with a stone, Jiang Zhao blinked his eyes, divided three times by five, and knocked all the people to the ground.

"Get out of here, don't let me see you again!" The stone was excited, clenched his fists and waved, and he couldn't help but say something like a fake tiger. It turns out that Mr. not only reads well, but also has such a beautiful kung fu.

He was very envious and admired, and was about to thank his husband well, when the door slammed open, and his mother rushed out at this time, carrying a kitchen knife in her hand, her eyes were red, and she was furious.

When Jiang Zhao turned around, what he saw was a slender and petite woman, coarse and plain clothes, and it was difficult to hide her beauty. Looking up along her clothes, she has a pair of high-spirited eyebrows, and her neck is as straight as a lotus leaf in the wind.

"Mother, it's okay, Mr. drove the group away, don't be angry," Shi hurriedly hugged his mother and snatched the knife from her hand, "Look at it and hurt you again, it's not worth it." ”

The woman's chest heaved, obviously uneasy. looked at his son for a long time, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "It's okay, it's me who is not good, and I let you see such an unbearable scene." ”

"What did my mother say? What does this have to do with you, my son understands, you must not blame yourself. The stone choked up for a while, hugging his mother, sad and indignant in his heart.

The woman patted him lightly on the back and said no more. Raising his eyes to look at Jiang Zhao, his expression calmed down, "This is Mr. Xueli?" Thank you, sir, just now the little woman was rude and made him laugh. She turned to the side and greeted, "The humble house is shabby, if the gentleman doesn't dislike it, please come in and have a cup of tea." ”

The charm is calm, and there is a dignified lady who is neither humble nor arrogant. However, Jiang Zhao still noticed that her face was pale and her breath was short. Remembering that she had asthma, he couldn't help but be so angry, so he said yes and stepped into the small courtyard.

She is a crisp and neat person, and just by looking at the furnishings of the house, you can know that she is different from ordinary peasant women. In addition to thanking him for his help today, he also asked him to strictly supervise the stone homework in the future.

He should go down, and when he saw that she was always sitting not far away, with a straight waist, he understood that she was polite with a faint estrangement, because she didn't want to have too many intersections.

After drinking the tea, he got up and took his leave. The stone was sent out of the door, reluctant to give up, and the emotions established in half a day were worth getting along with many people day and night, maybe this is fate.

If you are touched, you will pay attention unconsciously. Jiang Zhao gradually inquired that Shishi's mother's surname was Wen, and she had a Zhenjing name called Fangqing. She is a native of Kannai, she moved here after getting married, her husband has been dead for seven years, and she is alone to support her children, and her life can be described as difficult step by step.

At this point, the connection was broken, and Wen Fangqing's eyes that day revealed that she didn't need the pity of others, nor did she need too much care from others. She guarded the courtyard as if guarding a piece of the world in her heart. No one could get in, and she didn't think about coming out herself.

But knowing that Jiang Zhao gave the medicine, Wen Fangqing made a difficulty. She has always been happy, and after thinking about it for a night, the sky told the stone, we have to pay back this favor. She had no other skills, so she had to ask her husband to deign to come to the house for a light meal.

Jiang Zhao is a smart person who can understand a widow's idea of not wanting to be involved in right and wrong. So Wen took the initiative to invite, and he couldn't help but feel a little flattered.

He came to the door with the fish and vegetables he had bought, and talked to the stones in the house, but his mind drifted to the kitchen next door from time to time. The aroma gradually overflowed, and the small courtyard was filled with the warmth of simple human fireworks.

From beginning to end, his heart was very peaceful, and after taking a sip of fish soup, he suddenly felt that it had the taste of childhood, much like what his mother cooked by himself. He was stunned, and glanced at the woman in front of him with a blank expression, unlike his mother, she wore an old-fashioned, very regular bun, and her face was full of dignity, with an awe-inspiring and inviolable bearing.

His heart skipped twice, and the weather-beaten Jiang Erye lowered his gaze and drank the soup uncharacteristically. The bottom of the bowl gradually revealed, and he couldn't even come up with a word of praise, but just said a little shyly, it tasted good, thank you.

Wen Fangqing smiled faintly, much faster than him, "Mr. took care of our mother and son, we will remember it for the rest of our lives. I have limited ability, and I don't know how to give back to you, but in the future, if Mr. is in need, please speak, I will do my best. ”

He doesn't have a need, maybe he has, and he doesn't know how to express it. Hazy, he felt that he wanted to do his part for the mother and son. So he sent the stones home, helped repair the leaky eaves, and bought fresh vegetables and chickens and ducks from the market...... The ultimate goal is just to go to that small courtyard and take a look at the beautiful figure and upright eyebrows.

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Bailu Mountain has entered a bleak period of late autumn. Jiang Zhao's mood was also lonely, because he had not seen a stone for many days. He asked other children, most of them shook their heads and said they didn't know, only a teenager who lived on weekdays, looked at his face and whispered, "His mother moved with him, I don't know why, he walked clean overnight, I heard the discussion on the street, saying that he wanted to avoid someone......"

His ears buzzed, and he felt like he hadn't had such a mess in his brain in thirty years. It's easy to calm down and slowly figure out the whole thing - the person Wen Fangqing wants to avoid is clearly him!

But he hadn't done anything, and he hadn't even spoken much to her. But between men and women, there is a subtle affection that does not need to be used at all. The feelings of the two people are relative, he enters, and she retreats. So if she wasn't overwhelmed and didn't feel her mind fluctuating, why did she rush away and avoid him so obviously?

Jiang Zhao exhaled deeply, and an irrepressible and indescribable sense of joy surged into his heart. He seemed to have returned to his youth, with a frizzy and impulsive face, and went straight to the town, vowing to find out Wen's whereabouts.