【Chapter 0007】Ming Road
Qin's face was as gloomy as ink, and he stared at Qin Yu directly: "Xiao Yu, tell me, is what Xiao Yuan said true?" ”
"Yes."
Qin Yu nodded silently, the Qin family was seriously ill, and Su Ziyan told Qin Yu not to tell the Qin family about the uncle's family bullying them, lest the Qin family be stimulated and his condition deteriorated.
Now that the Qin clan has recovered, there is no need to continue to hide it from her.
Qin was angry, his chest kept rising and falling, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What a Qin Hongting!" They bullied us orphans and widows like this! Tomorrow Mother will go and take back the shop! ”
"Mother, let's wait for Sister Ziyan to come home and then think about it in the long run! In the past few years of your illness, a lot of things have happened, and we can't afford to mess with my uncle's family for the time being. ”
Qin nodded, turned his head and looked at Cheng Yuan with an apologetic gaze: "Xiaoyuan, you saved your aunt's life, it stands to reason that your aunt should keep you to eat." However, you also know the situation of our family, and my aunt will not keep you. ”
Cheng Yuan bit his lip, hesitated, and took out a handful of copper plates from his arms: "Auntie, don't be too little, these copper plates can buy food for a few days temporarily, and in a few days, I will send you a little copper plate." ”
Qin shook his head decisively: "Xiaoyuan, you are a good boy, your money is earned by hard work, how can your aunt take it?" ”
Qin's attitude was very firm, Cheng Yuan had no choice but to turn his head to look at Qin Yu, stuffed the copper plate into Qin Yu's hand, turned his head and ran.
Qin Yu could feel that the copper plate in his palm still retained Cheng Yuan's body temperature, obviously there were only twenty copper plates, but Qin Yu felt heavy in his heart!
When he was in the study, Qin Yu was an invincible literary saint, and he could clearly feel that there were only twenty-two copper plates in Cheng Yuan's arms!
However, Cheng Yuan took out twenty in one go, leaving only two for himself!
What a simple person Cheng Yuan is!
"Brother Yuan, we can't ask for your money!" Qin Yu said it soundly, but he didn't chase it, okay, even if he wanted to chase, his small body couldn't catch up.
"Forget it, Xiaoyu, you have to remember that the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring!" Qin's tone was serious.
Qin Yu nodded vigorously: "Mother, when I get ahead, I will definitely repay Brother Yuan!" ”
Qin Shi smiled slightly: "Xiaoyu, you don't need to wait for you to get ahead, you can repay Xiaoyuan soon!" I remember that you and Xiaoyuan have both listened to the teachings of the Holy Word three times, but they have not been able to open up the Wen Palace.
And your master can help you open up the palace of literature.
The next time you see your master, you can ask him to help Xiaoyuan open up the Palace of Literature and become a student.
That's the best reward! ”
Qin Yu's spirit perked up, he was really stupid, the invincible Wen Saint could ignite all things! Mother really reminded him and showed him a clear way!
His field is not chicken ribs! There is a great use! He can help others open up the Palace of Literature! And Cheng Yuan is the first lucky one!
"Good! Mother rest assured, as long as the master comes back, I will definitely ask the master to open up the Wen Palace for Brother Yuan and make him a student! ”
"Good! Good boy! Bring the copper plate and buy food for your mother. ”
Qin Yu hurriedly stuffed the copper plate to the Qin clan.
Soon, the Qin family bought grain and went home to make a fire to cook.
After eating and drinking, the Qin family began to feel sleepy: "Xiaoyu, I'm sleepy for my mother, you can wait for Ziyan to go home." ”
"Well, mother, go to sleep."
Qin Yu returned to the study and entered the invincible Wensheng state, his brain was running rapidly, and a lot of information about opening the Wen Palace appeared in his mind.
After reading these materials, Qin Yu showed a confident smile on his face, as an invincible Wen Sheng, he can not only help ordinary people open up the Wen Palace, but also, he can greatly improve the quality of the Wen Palace!
The quality of the Bungong Palace is divided into five levels, each of which is divided into seven stars.
The lower grade of the Wen Palace, the cultural atmosphere is less than 20 percent;
In the Zhongpin Wengong, the cultural atmosphere is between 20% and 40%;
Shangpin Wengong, the degree of cultural accommodation is between 40% and 60%;
The best literary palace has a cultural capacity of between 60% and 80%;
With a cultural capacity of more than 80 percent, it is a Tianpin Wen Palace, which is extremely rare and only exists in legends.
It is rumored that the Wen Palace of Sage Confucius is the Tianpin Wen Palace.
The so-called cultural accommodation, as the name suggests, the number of literary qi that the Wen Palace can accommodate, the higher the cultural accommodation, the higher the cultural atmosphere that the Wen Palace can accommodate, and the stronger the talent.
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Su Ziyan dragged her tired body home.
Tonight, she worked in a textile workshop and earned five copper plates, plus the eight copper plates she had saved before, and finally enough money to buy a pair of medicines.
The remaining copper plate is only enough to buy half a catty of grain.
Su Ziyan sighed, today's dinner can barely deal with the past, what will I do tomorrow?
Why don't you go to work at the docks early tomorrow morning?
In this way, he can get wages to buy breakfast for Xiaoyu and his mother.
However, the docks are full of stinky men!
She has no lack of strength, and she is afraid of being bullied by stinky men.
"Xiaoyu, I'm back, is my mother okay?"
Hearing Su Ziyan's voice, Qin Yu reflexively rushed out of the study and ran towards Su Ziyan, and halfway through, Qin Yu realized that he had already had dinner!
Qin Yu stopped, looked at Su Ziyan carefully, looking at Su Ziyan's tired appearance, Qin Yu felt very uncomfortable and choked up a little: "Sister Ziyan, everything is fine with your mother, you must take care of your body, don't be tired." ”
Su Ziyan showed a sweet smile on her face, and rubbed Qin Yu's head dotingly: "Don't worry, my sister has the strength and is not tired at all, my sister will cook for you and your mother." ”
"Sister Ziyan, my mother and I have already eaten, and your rice will be left in the pot."
Su Ziyan was stunned: "Isn't there no food at home?" ”
"It was Brother Yuan's help."
Su Ziyan had a grateful look on her face; "Brother Yuan is really a good person! I didn't expect him to be able to cook. ”
"Yes, Brother Yuan's cooking is delicious." Qin Yu smiled slightly, he didn't correct Su Ziyan's mistake, he wanted to surprise Su Ziyan.
I don't know what kind of expression Sister Ziyan will have when she sees her healthy mother?
Su Ziyan was not polite, she worked for most of the day, her stomach was hungry, and she ate in a big gulp.
Qin Yu stared at Su Ziyan directly, Su Ziyan was not ladylike at all, but it was very real and beautiful in Qin Yu's eyes!
Soon, Su Ziyan was full and touched her little belly with a satisfied face.
"Xiaoyu, where is the medicine jar? I'm going to clean up the residue. ”
"Next to the stove."
Su Ziyan walked quickly to the stove, looked at the medicine jar through the light of the kerosene lamp, her face changed greatly, and her voice raised several tones!
"Xiaoyu! Have you boiled the medicine? ”
Qin Yu remembered that he had boiled the medicine, but he didn't take it seriously at all, his mother had already recovered, and he would never need to drink medicine in the future.
Qin Yu stuck out his tongue mischievously, and coquettishly said to Su Ziyan: "Sister Ziyan, don't be angry, I didn't mean to, I boiled the medicine without paying attention." ”
In Qin Yu's fusion memory, every time he made a mistake and spoiled Su Ziyan, Su Ziyan would forgive him.
This time, however, it was not easy.
Su Ziyan's expression was extremely serious, and she scolded angrily: "Don't be hippie and smiley!" These medicines are related to the mother's life! How can it be considered child's play?
On your knees! Swear in the name of Confucius! In the future, you must not boil the medicine again! ”