After this household registration incident, Yang Wenhua found that he knew too little about the Tang Dynasty, and he didn't even know that he could spend money to avoid forced labor.

You must know that this is not a bribe, but the law of the Tang Dynasty, as a member of the crossing army, if you really do twenty days of miscellaneous labor, how can you make other people feel embarrassed.

Is this a lack of historical knowledge, or the depravity of one's own human nature.

Regarding the mistake of this incident, Yang Wenhua felt that he should reflect on it.

After returning to the Yang family, Yang Wenhua did not stay and wait for the afternoon chief to divide the homestead, but left the Yang family, found a hidden place, and returned to his original world.

Arching out of the film pile and loading the broken jade in his hand, Yang Wenhua took out the mobile phone for the first time and looked at it.

Time has not changed, so although it is convenient for you to run on both sides, you can ensure that you will not miss anything, but for the passage of time, there is a fatal flaw.

If the two sides stay for ten years, that is to say, ten years have passed, but Yang Wenhua may have passed twenty years, so isn't it out of touch with people on both sides?

I don't know if it's calculated like this, or if I can live twice as long as others, or if there is a solution, if I think about it too much, not only my brain hurts, but my stomach is also very hungry.

As soon as he felt hungry, Yang Wenhua hurried to the town, and then took a motorcycle home.

Thanks to the person who proposed the village pass, Yang Wenhua was able to return home in the fastest time.

It was meal time, Yang Wenhua just got off the motorcycle, and Xiangzi, who was squatting at the door and smoking, ran over and said to Yang Wenhua with a smile: "Brother, you're back, why don't you call me and let me pick you up?" ”

"Do you want money to pick it up?"

"Hehe, even if I say no, my brother can't miss my pack of cigarette money." Shoko smiled shyly.

Yang Wenhua gave him a blank look, "Give the money first, and I'll sweep it to you later." ”

Xiangzi paid the money, hurriedly caught up with Yang Wenhua in a few steps, and said with a smile: "Brother, 80 together, you can sweep 75 yuan for me." ”

"What's 80?" Yang Wenhua asked casually as he walked towards the door.

"Two fares are twenty, a bottle of Xifeng is 30, a box of Bao beer is 30, you can give me 75."

Crossing the threshold and seeing a bottle of liquor on the table and a case of beer on the ground, Yang Wenhua smiled angrily, didn't care about his hungry stomach, turned his head and looked at Xiangzi with a sneer and said, "I'll send you the money now, and then you disappear from me, okay?"

Yang Gui, who had just come out of the stove room and was standing at the table, holding three pairs of chopsticks in his hand, sighed silently at this time.

"Don't, brother, you know what my situation is, so you should take care of my little brother." Hearing Yang Wenhua's heavy words, Xiangzi put away his hippie smile and begged a little anxiously.

Yang Wenhua didn't speak, just sneered and looked at Xiangzi.

Under Yang Wenhua's sneering gaze, Xiangzi gradually lowered his head, "Brother, then I'll go back, you can give me the money another day." ”

Looking at Xiangzi's somewhat lonely back, Yang Wenhua frowned and sighed, shouting, "Go back, let's eat and leave." ”

Although the atmosphere was a little dull, it did not delay eating and drinking, more than half an hour, five catties of mutton, a case of beer was wiped out, and a lot of side dishes were eaten.

Leaving Yang Gui to pour himself a drink on the table, Yang Wenhua sat at the door and took a deep breath of cigarette, then said to Xiangzi on the side: "Xiangzi, read more books." ”

"What books are you reading?" There was a hint of caution in Shoko's tone, no longer the casualness of her earlier moment.

"Look at the history of the twenty-fourth."

Xiangzi shook his head and said, "Maybe I can't understand it, I didn't graduate from elementary school." ”

"When you're fine, read more novels."

"What's the use of that? Waste of time. ”

Yang Wenhua sighed, "It's always a little useful, it's good to have more knowledge, you go around here all day long, thinking about calculating other people's little money, is it interesting?" ”

"But I can't calculate a lot of money."

Looking at Xiangzi, who was not lacking in confidence, Yang Wenhua was a little speechless, "Then can you still calculate it now?" Everyone is guarding against you. ”

"What then? You can calculate people by reading books?"

"If you have more knowledge and an open mind, although you may still be poor, it is good to be able to live a little freely."

Seeing the corners of Xiangzi's mouth twitching, his shoulders staggering, and still wanting to continue arguing, Yang Wenhua shouted angrily: "Get out, immediately." ”

"It's a pig, it's a cow."

Watching Xiangzi leave, Yang Wenhua scolded before returning to the house, and he didn't bother to check the information, so he went to sleep with his head covered.

After sleeping for two hours, Yang Wenhua felt refreshed after waking up.

More than 3,000 new mobile phones are better than 1,000 mobile phones.

After browsing for more than two hours, Yang Wenhua took a big look at the prices, laws, and official positions of the Tang Dynasty, and kept them.

At dinner, Yang Gui sighed that the real wild boar belly was different, and the effect was much better.

"So I'll buy you more online?" Yang Wenhua proposed.

"What are you doing with random money, you don't have to eat every day if you don't feel uncomfortable."

Yang Wenhua disagrees with Yang Gui's opinion, "People say that old stomach diseases can't be cured, just rely on raising them, don't worry about it, listen to me, eat a pork belly every day in the future, and stop eating fat." ”

"If you have money, just toss."

After complaining, Yang Gui muttered with some sighs: "Eating fat, I haven't thought about it for dozens of years." ”

"What's the sigh of nonsense, life will be better in the future, eat more." Yang Wenhua said, and put a piece of mutton in Yang Gui's bowl.

"Hey, hey, eating, eating." Yang Gui bared his teeth and smiled a little gratifying.

After dinner, Yang Wenhua, who felt a little irritable, filled some rice in the rice bowl and came to the Tang Dynasty again.

From the place where I left last time, it took a few minutes to return to Yang's house, and I happened to see Yang Sanmei sitting on the stone slab at the door and pouting.

"What's the matter, I just left for a while, who made our little sister angry?"

"You." Yang Sanmei looked up at Yang Wenhua and said angrily.

"Me?" Yang Wenhua was a little inexplicable.

"It's just you, I'm eating breakfast so early in the morning, and now I'm hungry, but there is still more than an hour to feed, what should I do?"

Yang Wenhua threw the rice bag into the little girl's arms and said, "Cold salad, take it and let the eldest lady cook some porridge and drink, and put some pork in it." ”

The four or five pounds of rice bag hit the little girl, and after grabbing the hand of the rice pocket and feeling the contents of it, Yang Sanmei didn't care about Yang Wenhua, and happily ran towards the house with the rice bag.

"Mother, mother, cook me porridge to drink."

Yang Wenhua, who was outside the station, had a smile on his face.