Get up early in the morning, go to the flower hall for breakfast, the old Futou and the eldest brother of the Wei family have already sat on the table, but I saw a little servant who is about the same age as Fuxiang came in with steamed buns, I saw that he was very handsome, pink makeup, a pair of round eyes, very smart, I couldn't help but like it very much, and said with a smile: "Yo, where did this little guy come from, he looks so good?" ”

The little ghost was also clever, and when he saw me looking at him and smiling, he bowed to me and replied obediently: "My name is An Sheng, and my aunt is a little comfortable today, so I will make breakfast for Grandpa Fu." ”

It turned out to be the child from Fuxiang, and I looked at the steamed porridge on the table in surprise and said, "This is what you made?" ”

"Yes." An Sheng's face turned red and said, "I will only cook some simple meals, Sister Ye is not strange." "He knows me, probably from Fuxiang and Aunt An, right? I laughed and said, "It's amazing to be able to do this." "At a young age, I can already do this, and it is really a child from a poor family who is in charge of the family early. I took a steamed bun, tore a piece and put it in my mouth, it's not bad, it doesn't seem to be the first time to make steamed buns. When I looked up and saw him staring at me, my heart moved, and I smiled, "It's delicious." Has Ansheng eaten it? Let's eat together, right? ”

When he heard me praise him, he immediately smiled, shook his head and said, "No need, my aunt told me to cook and go back, Sister Ye, I'm leaving." ”

I saw him go out with a smile, turned his head with a smile, looked at Lao Futou and said, "Is that Aunt An's grandson?" How do you call her a mother? ”

Lao Futou shook his head and said, "That child was picked up by Aunt An." ”

I was stunned: "Picked it up?" ”

Fuxiang came in with a few side dishes, heard our conversation, and said with a smile: "Well, a few months ago, that child didn't know what was going on, fainted at the door of Aunt An's house with hunger, woke up and didn't know what was going on, and didn't remember much about the past, so Aunt An kindly left him." ”

Lao Futou continued: "I saw that the child was cute, and he was very compatible with Fuxiang, I wanted to take him in as a servant and make a companion with Fuxiang, but I didn't expect Aunt An to let him go, saying that he would make a scholar for her son, and I didn't force it." ”

I was stunned again: "Scholar? Aunt An still has a son? "With her family background, her son should go out to work to support the family, what do you want the scholar to do? Does she want her son to test his fame? If this is the case, this Aunt An is also a heart-wrenching child, but Aunt An is this age, and her son should be not young, I'm afraid this fame has been tested more than once or twice, right?

"Yes, Aunt An loves her son very much, and she wants her son to gain fame and get ahead, so she doesn't let him do anything, and only lets him study behind closed doors." Fuxiang said with a smile. Lao Futou glanced at Fuxiang and ordered: "Xiao Xiangzi, since Aunt An is not feeling well, you can choose some tonic medicine and send it to her." ”

"Grandpa Fu, Aunt An is not here today, Xiao Xiangzi wants to take care of more family affairs." I smiled and said, "Anyway, I'm going to the shop in a while, and I'll drop by again, so let me send it over." ”

Lao Futou nodded and agreed, and had breakfast, Xiaohong and the eldest brother of the Wei family entered the city in a donkey cart, and went to the small courtyard of Auntie An's house, the eldest brother of the Wei family stopped the car and was about to let Xiaohong send the medicinal herbs in, but when she saw that she had not yet walked to the gate of the courtyard, she heard a quarrel inside. I was surprised to lift the curtain of the car, and saw that the courtyard door of Mrs. An's house suddenly opened, and a delicate snack box was thrown out of it, the lid of the box was overturned, and the snacks inside were scattered all over the ground. After a while, I threw out a few horses of silk and some medicinal herbs, and I was stunned, and when I saw it, it was ginseng. How could Lady An's family have these extravagant things? Just in doubt, I saw Aunt An running out of the courtyard with her eyes in a hurry, ready to pick up the things scattered on the ground, when a young man rushed out of the door and said sharply: "Don't pick it up!" ”

I looked at the man with an angry face, his face froze, and the man was actually the Tsing Yi scholar I had seen in the teahouse many years ago, who was full of etiquette and morality, and belittled me to nothing.

Aunt An ignored the clamor of the dead scholar and continued to pick up things. The dead scholar raised his eyebrows angrily, rushed up and brushed the snack box that Aunt An was picking up to the ground, as if he had a deep hatred with the box, and stepped on the box with a few feet, still unable to understand the hatred, and stepped on the snacks that rolled down to the ground one by one. Aunt An watched him ruin things blankly, and tears fell silently.

I couldn't stand it anymore, jumped down from the donkey cart, and sneered: "This thing is so good, and it didn't provoke you, why bother to take them out of anger, even if you take them out of anger, they don't know, aren't they angry with themselves?" ”

Only then did the two of them notice us, and the dead scholar didn't know me, so he looked at me coldly and said coldly, "What's the matter with you?" ”

"It's none of my business." I didn't say angrily, "But it's my business to see you bullying people I know." ”

Aunt An quickly stood up and smiled at me reluctantly: "Miss Ye, let you see the smile, we have nothing to do." It's a child's distance. ”

This dead scholar is the son of Aunt An? My eyes widened. How old is Aunt An's son? My eyes took turns to look at the two of them, and I saw that the dress worn by Aunt An was patched several times, although this man's clothes were not luxurious, but they were also neat, and his hands were white and tender, looking like the young master of a small family. I don't know, I thought Aunt An was the old mother of his family, I didn't have a good impression of this dead scholar, and I was even more disgusted at this time, so I let my mother go around helping to earn money to support the family, but a good man was pampered and pampered, idle, and embarrassed to be full of benevolence and morality.

I snorted coldly and sneered: "A dignified man's husband, instead of going out to do things to earn money to support the family, he asks the old mother to go out to call others, which is already unfilial, and his attitude towards his mother is so fierce at this time, it is even worse than a pig and a dog." The dead scholar didn't expect me to open my mouth to scold him, I couldn't help but be stunned, I glanced at the broken pastries on the ground, and sneered: "You rice worm who has never earned a copper plate and does not produce it, do you know what it means to 'know that Chinese food on the plate, every grain is hard', every grain of rice is stained with the sweat of the hard work of farmers, and it is unjust to not cherish the fruits of other people's labor, and it is good to waste food properly." Don't you feel ashamed to live in the world as an unfilial and unrighteous person? You have the ability, you have to earn money to support yourself, don't grow tall and rely on your mother to support you......"

I don't stop scolding, I won't quote the scriptures with this dead scholar open and closed, and scold simply and directly. The dead scholar's face was so angry that Aunt An hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Miss Ye, don't say it, it's not what you think, it's not my ......."

"Auntie, you are his mother, no matter how reasonable he is, he shouldn't yell at you!" I glanced at the man, the man knew that he was wrong, he didn't say a word, turned his head and slammed the door into the yard, I was scolding happily, so as to repay the revenge of the teahouse, how to let him flash, opened his mouth and said: "Don't you go......"

"Sister Ye ......" The skirt was pulled by a pair of small hands, and when he looked down, An Sheng didn't know when he ran out, and he blushed: "Don't scold my son-in-law, he doesn't have a heart." ”

I saw his pitiful appearance, my heart softened, for some reason, I have an inexplicable sense of closeness to this child, maybe he was born well-behaved and clever, right? I only heard Aunt An tell An Sheng: "An Sheng, pick up the things in." He turned back to me with a reluctant apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, Miss Ye, I let you see the joke." This thing is not what you think today, Yuanxi is actually a very filial child......"

That's it, whether he is filial or not has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with me if you want to be a mother who protects your shortcomings, anyway, I am also a communiqué personal vendetta today, I smiled: "It's my rudeness, by the way, Grandpa Fu brought you some tonics, you can take it." "I asked Xiaohong to hand her the tonic, and she thanked her. Seeing that there was nothing to do with me, I took my leave and got into the donkey cart and went to Cangdu City.

Xiaohong and the eldest brother of the Wei family never spoke when I was dealing with "business", and when I got back in the car, Xiaohong secretly glanced at me, pursed her lips and snickered, and I gave her a white look: "Dead Nizi, what are you laughing at?" ”

"Girl, you can be regarded as revenge today." Xiaohong laughed out loud and said, "Now, feel comfortable, right?" ”

It turned out that she also recognized the scholar, presumably the eldest brother of the Wei family also recognized it, right? I laughed out loud, the more I thought about it, the funnier it became, I reached out and poked Xiaohong's head, I laughed and scolded: "Ghost spirit!" ”

When I came back from the city in the evening and had dinner with Lao Futou, Lao Futou asked me with a smile: "I heard that you scolded Aunt An's son today?" ”

Heh, you know so soon? I glanced at Xiao Xiangzi, Aunt An herself can't say it, her son can't say it, and the only thing she can say is probably Ansheng's little guy. Xiao Xiangzi covered his mouth and smiled: "Sister Ye can scold Brother Yuanxi miserably." ”

"Isn't that man scolding him alive?" I told me what I saw today, and said with a smile, "I still think I didn't scold hard enough." ”

"Although Yuanxi is a bit pedantic, he has always been very filial to his mother, but since his head was broken a few months ago, his brain has been a little confused, and it is not easy to use." Lao Futou sighed, "This Aunt An is also a hard-working person, for no reason, her son has such a big thing......"

"Confused?" I raised my eyebrows in surprise, when I was in the teahouse that day, his mind was not confused, his thinking was clear, and his eloquence was clear, where did he look like a fool? I laughed and said, "His surname is probably also a troublemaker, and it's strange if he doesn't be knocked down." "Even I want to beat him up!

"He didn't have such a big temper before, Wen swallowed, this temper has changed a lot since he was broken." Old Fu Tou said.

"Who was he beaten?" I was curious, "Why were you beaten?" ”

"We don't know much about this, Aunt An didn't want to say, An Sheng said that it seemed that a rich boy came to the door to provoke and broke his head, and the rich boy thought that he had killed someone and scared away, but fortunately he only injured his head. We came to inform us after he was injured, and only then did we know about it, so we rushed over to take care of it. Lao Futou said, "He smashed those things today, probably from the beating family, and the family sent things over several times, but they were all thrown out by Yuanxi." ”

"He's really sick in the head." Since others have the heart to apologize, what are you pretending to be high? It is natural to repay debts and pay off debts, and to beat people to make amends. I was beaten up, of course, I had to take back more of my surname, if I not only wanted to accept it, but also knocked him hard. is really a poor scholar, and he still talks about integrity? Phew!

In short, I see that the scholar is not pleasing to the eye, every move is wrong, it is really a good skin for nothing, and his head is full of grass!

――2006、10、15

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