Meng considers himself a good man, although most of the people he has dealt with disagree.

Although he really hasn't done anything hurtful, and the four words are 108,000 miles away, people who are familiar with him will feel a chill on their backs whenever they see the iconic action of Meng someone's fingers on the frame.

Meng is opposed to violence, and he will not speak ill of others.

Regardless of appearance, being bookish often makes people look away.

He likes to think calmly, and the object of his "thinking" is more than 90% quite tragic.

Meng Guangxiao didn't know that Meng Shishilang had changed the core, and he was still happily waiting to receive the big house and land property left by Meng Guangzhi at a low price.

What about Meng Guangzhi's generous reputation? What about buying a big family business? When people go to tea and cool, he kicks his legs, who comes out to speak for his family? Didn't the land and the big house he left behind during his lifetime still fall into his own hands in the end?

remembered that Meng Guangzhi became the head of the first and pressed him hard, but on the way to lead the first household to serve, he met Tartar and died in northern Xinjiang with his two sons, Meng Guangxiao felt a bad breath.

It's really deserved!

Meng Liu took out the scalded wine and two dishes from the stove room, and when he pushed the door, he saw Meng Guangxiao sitting on the chair with his legs crossed, his fingers knocking on the table, shaking his head, and he didn't know what he was muttering in his mouth.

"In charge," Meng Liu put the wine and food on the table, wiped his hand on his apron, and looked a little hesitant, but he still said, "Forget about the matter over there of Twelve Lang." I persuaded you once when I was selling my field a few days ago, they are all relatives, so it's always not good. How do you move around after it's torn? You're the patriarch again, and it's not nice to be gossiped about. Besides, they are not easy to ......."

Bang!

The wine glass smashed on the table, Meng Guangxiao's face was gloomy, Meng Liu didn't dare to say more, no matter how much he said, he couldn't change Meng Guangxiao's mind, but he was tired. In the end, I can only sigh, the family is not short of a few acres of land in that big house, but the head of the house seems to have gotten into the tip of the horns, and he doesn't listen to any persuasion. They are all surnamed Meng, and when the sixth cousin and two nephews went out of the funeral, they attracted a lot of gossip, and Meng Liu couldn't find a crack in the ground at that time. Now it's like this again, it really forced the Twelve Lang family to a dead end, can your own family get it?

This kind of thing, Meng Guangshun and Meng Guangming can do it, but the master can't do it! Not to mention, Da Lang is still in school, how can he be born when the reputation of his elders and mean relatives spreads?

Meng Liu was anxious, but he couldn't persuade Meng Guangxiao to return, so he could only worry secretly.

Meng Guangxiao didn't know what Meng Liu's thoughts, sat at the table, picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth, and took a sip of wine, which was very comfortable.

The sun was setting in the west, the wine jug on the table was already empty, and Meng Guangxiao burped, his face flushed.

Meng Qinghai went home from school, dusted off the snowflakes on his body, and saluted Meng Guangxiao and Meng Liu first.

"Father, mother, my son is back."

Meng Guangxiao raised his head and saw his eldest son wearing a Confucian shirt and a square scarf on his head, and he was a little sober.

"Da Lang is back?"

Meng Liu glanced at Meng Qinghai, and when the temper of the head of the house came up, Da Lang could still persuade a few words.

Meng Qinghai nodded to Meng Liu, pondered for a moment, and said, "Dad, the matter of Twelve Lang ......"

Before he finished speaking, Meng Guangxiao shook his head, "You just study hard, and you don't need to worry about other things." ”

"But, Daddy......"

"Alright, no more talk." Meng Guangxiao was drunk, and interrupted Meng Qinghai impatiently, "That's a fool, don't think about it." ”

Seeing that his father lowered his face, Meng Qinghai had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and pick up some words that Meng Guangxiao liked to listen to, which finally made Meng Guangxiao's face better.

In the final analysis, he persuaded his father several times, for himself, not for any brotherhood towards Meng. If Meng Zhen is as his father said, there is no need to worry about it. Moreover, his father is the patriarch of the Meng clan, and his father-in-law is the chief, and when he takes the examination in the middle school and enters the county to study, Meng Yu is just an ant that can be crushed to death.

Thinking of this, the rest of the worry is gone.

Only Meng Liu's expression was still a little worried, and he wanted to say something, but he really couldn't speak.

Aside from Meng Guangxiao's father and son, Meng and Meng Wang also had a long talk.

When the mother and son spoke, Meng Xu and Meng Zhang were not present, not because they couldn't trust the two sisters-in-law, but because Meng didn't want to make any extraneous trouble. The Meng Wang clan can unconditionally trust him and support him, but the Meng Xu clan and the Meng Zhang clan may not. After all, what he wants to do affects more than just himself.

Meng's concerns proved not unfounded. When he informed the Meng Wang clan of his intentions, the Meng Wang clan was stunned for a long time.

Twelve, are you really stupid?

If you don't do it, you want to join the army? After becoming a military household, how can he still take the imperial examination? Have you read all these years in vain? Can you still close your eyes if you know the underground of the house?

A hundred years later, what face does she have to meet the ancestors of the Meng family?

"Mother, my son is not stupid, and he is not confused." Meng tried his best to slow down his voice, and he also knew what kind of impact his words would have on the Meng Wang clan, but he would never change what had already been decided.

He joined the army for himself, for the family of "Meng", and for the sake of pitting Meng Guangxiao by the way.

If he hadn't "devoted" himself to this young man, he didn't know if he would have become a lonely soul floating six hundred years ago. If you can float back to modern times, if you can't float back, sooner or later it will be a dead end.

To live, no one wants to die.

Since he has received the "advantage" of others, he must bear considerable responsibility, regardless of whether the "benefit" is not something he is willing to want

However, it wasn't just Meng Guangxiao who did this, he didn't even want to run away with the entire Meng Jiatun.

Looking back, it can only show that Meng's pit digging skills have reached the peak.

"Son, do you really want to do that?"

"Mother, please believe my son this time."

Meng gritted his teeth, knelt down in front of Meng Wang's family with his knees bent, from this moment on, he was no longer Meng in the twenty-first century, but a sluggish teenager living in the early Ming Dynasty.

"Mother, my son has long been kicked out of school, and I am afraid that there is no hope for the exam in this life. My father and two brothers are gone, the family land will definitely not be saved, and Mengjiatun is not a place to stay for a long time, and joining the army is the only way out. ”

The corners of Meng Wang's mouth trembled slightly, and he raised his hand, as if he wanted to stroke Meng's head, but he put it down halfway.

"Son, it's useless to be a mother, you're so tired." Meng Wang's eyes were slightly red, but she didn't shed tears, since the death of the head of the family and her two sons, her tears are almost dry.

"Mother, this is my son's decision." Meng looked at Meng Wang's family, his eyes were firm, and his words were passionate, "Father and brother died at the hands of Tartars, even if they can't kill the enemy, the son will kill a few Tartars to comfort the spirits of his father and brother in the sky!" ”

Meng Wang's tears hung in the corners of his eyes, and he suddenly seemed to remember something, "Kill the Tartars?" ”

"Yes!"

"Avenge your father and brother?"

"Yes!"

"Son," Meng Wang paused and said with doubts, "Can you pick up our firewood knife?" ”

"......" looks like it can't.

Mother and son looked at each other for a moment, and at the same time were silent.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the soldiers were brave, and the kings who guarded the northern frontier had to meet cordially with friends on the grassland every three or five days, and friends on the grassland also liked to come to the Ming frontier to be close and neighborly. The two sides are often stabbing and shooting, and the relationship is very "intimate".

Yi Meng is now a small body, there are not a few taels of meat taken off the knife, and the firewood knife can't be lifted, and he will be disliked when he goes to the battlefield as cannon fodder.

Meng wants to join the army, it is not difficult.

It is difficult to make achievements after joining the army.

Three meals a day, a single courtyard, no worries about food and clothing, and there is still a short distance from him.

Pinching his arms, Meng lowered his head, squatted, drew circles, and was silent.

He misses the eight-headed, six-pack abs of the 21st century.

The old cat outside the door meowed at the right time, licked his paws and washed his face comfortably, obviously just had a full meal.

Meng turned his head, bared his teeth at the door, and clenched his fists in the old cat's fried hair, it is man-made, what are the six-pack abs? He practiced eight pieces sooner or later!

Although, the difficulty is a bit bigger.

After a conversation, Meng Wang's did not stop Meng from doing things, and the two daughters-in-law were also sent away by Meng Wang's words when they asked about the opportunity, "Twelve Lang has his own plans." ”

Seeing that the mother-in-law's expression did not seem to be fake, Meng Xu and Meng Zhang had no choice but to give up. The mother-in-law and uncle are in charge of the family, and since they don't want to remarry, they are naturally not wrong to listen more and talk less in everything.

Besides, since the uncle came to the lobby, they always feel that the uncle has changed a lot, as if he has grown up overnight, no longer a half-grown child, but an out-and-out man.