From Kaifeng to the north, is Dengzhou Mansion, on the edge of Dengzhou Mansion, is Tian Heng Mountain, Tian Heng Mountain near the side of the Bohai Sea, there is a dilapidated thatched house, where is Qin Hao's home. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The clothes of the ancients were a little troublesome to wear, and Qin Hao also took a long time to put on the washed white clothes, pushed open the window, and the cool breeze of March wrapped in the fragrance of flowers came to his face, which made people feel much more refreshed.

Through the window, I saw Qin Wang's squatting in the corner washing vegetables, although he was a little thin, but he was in good spirits, while washing the vegetables, he wiped his hair hanging in the water with his hands.

And the nominal younger brother is called Qin Di, seven or eight years old, his round face looks a little dirty, and he is wielding a whip and whipping the spinning top, making a snapping sound, which frightened the old hens all over the yard.

Qin Hao's thoughts were like the spinning top in front of him, no matter how he rotated, he couldn't turn the established circle.

Life is impermanent, the world is unpredictable, these two people who had nothing to do with themselves, and even thousands of years apart, one became his mother, and the other became his younger brother.

Such an absurd and strange thing happened to him, which made Qin Hao quite entangled, and it took a long time before he sighed heavily, "If they come, they will be safe, since they don't treat themselves as outsiders, why should they be entangled in the past and present lives?" ”

Thinking of this, he unconsciously came outside, came to Qin Di's side, took the whip from his hand, as if to vent the depression in his heart, and whipped it fiercely on the high-speed spinning top.

Playing the spinning top seems simple, but it is actually a technical job, Qin Hao's whip is just a vent, there is no skill at all, and the spinning top is affected by this brute force, and after drawing a perfect arc, it rolled into the stinky ditch next to it.

"If you can't fight, don't fight!" Qin Di expressed strong dissatisfaction with this result, glanced at him fiercely, snatched the whip, and ran to the ditch with a smoke, and fished out the stinky gyroscope from the stinky ditch.

Seeing Qin Di's angry appearance, Qin Hao's mood seemed to be much better, and he didn't pay attention to the angry Qin Di, but came to Qin Wang's side, slowly squatted down, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to clean the last two greens in the water.

"Water cool, don't move!"

As soon as Qin Hao's hand reached into the water, Qin Wangshi hurriedly scooped his hand out of the water as if he was frightened, and then picked up his apron and carefully wiped the water stains on his hands for him, reproaching: "Your illness is just right, don't get cold water!" ”

Mother's care is subtle to the extreme, Qin Hao looked at the slightly frightened Qin Wang, but felt a trace of warmth in his heart inexplicably, and comforted: "Mother, you don't have to worry, my illness has already been cured, and after breakfast, I am still going to go to school." ”

This mother's voice is very natural, without the slightest sense of disobedience, maybe this is family affection, the family affection buried in the bones.

"Having said that, it's always good to be careful, your illness is three months, and my mother thought it was ......" Qin Wang didn't say the latter words, but Qin Hao could feel the fear in her heart from her tone.

"Mother, don't worry, before your old man lives to be 100 years old, the child will not dare to die lightly!" After Qin Hao finished speaking, he didn't grab any more work with her, but squatted quietly next to him, quietly enjoying the silence of another world.

There were not many greens, Qin Wang's family quickly finished cleaning, and then walked to the east end of the thatched hut with the greens, and got into the even lower thatched hut, not noticing Qin Hao's strangeness.

Qin Hao didn't follow up, the gentleman was far away from cooking, in Qin Hao's memory of his previous life, his mother never let him enter the kitchen.

Not long after Qin Wang's family entered, there was a mist of green smoke over the kitchen, and under the blowing of the morning breeze, it floated far away, Qin Hao took a deep breath, and came to Qin Di's side again, Qin Di was afraid that he would make trouble again, so he hurriedly played the top and went aside.

Qin Hao pushed the bridge of his nose with his hand, and smiled self-deprecatingly, there are only three people in this courtyard, and the other two are busy, only he is an idler, the taste of an idler is not good, he has to find something to do, otherwise he will get sick.

Unconsciously came to the study, and was stunned by the scene in front of him, and the whole study can only be described by the word "messy".

There was waste paper all over the ground, with messy words written on it, and brushes of different thicknesses thrown everywhere, needless to say, these were Qin Di's masterpieces.

At the end of the day, he was still a child, Qin Hao had a smile on the corner of his mouth, he finally had something to do, and the feeling of having something to do was different, and his mood was much more relaxed, and while cleaning up the mess, he hummed the vague east wind break.

The messy room had become neat under his dexterous little hands, and Qin Hao was also quite satisfied with his labor. His mother's breakfast had not yet been prepared, and he suddenly felt the urge to practice calligraphy.

Re-grind the ink, re-lay the paper, press the upper end of the paper with a square piece of wood, lift the brush and sway it on the paper at will.

Words are good words, and words are also good words, but when Qin Hao held a brush and looked at this poem, his expression suddenly became very solemn, and he kept muttering to himself: "Jing Kang is ashamed, it is still snow...... Jing Kang is ashamed, it is still snow......"

This poem is not another word, it is Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong" that runs through Changhong, it is now the second year of Xuanhe, and there are still several years before the second year of Jingkang, and Yue Fei at this time is not the general who holds the power of life and death, but a big-headed soldier.

This poem, with an obvious political background, appeared at this time seems a little out of place, silently put the pen on the pen stand, silently put away the word, silently lit it and threw it into the brazier next to it.

It wasn't until the last bit of waste paper turned into ashes that Qin Hao breathed a long sigh of relief, like a child who had done something wrong, reached out to wipe the sweat stains on his forehead, and then slowly stood up.

A faint sound of footsteps suddenly came from behind him, and Qin Hao didn't need to look back to know that this kind of footsteps was unique to his mother, or to women of that era, because her feet were what people often called three-inch golden lotus.

His mother came to ask him to have breakfast, and he didn't stop too much after calling, turned around and went back, Qin Hao simply cleaned up the things on the desk, and then came to the dining hall in the west.

Breakfast is very simple, it is a plate of still vegetables and a pot of gruel, the color of the green vegetables is a little yellowish, not fried but directly boiled with water, and there is nothing oily on the green vegetables that can arouse people's appetite.

Gruel is a veritable gruel, it can be used as a mirror, Qin Hao has never eaten or seen such porridge, he really can't imagine that the porridge can be cooked so thin.

Qin Hao did not complain about the hardships of life, but dragged a bench, sat down slowly, stretched out his head in the bowl to take a look, and dimly could see his face clearly, but he couldn't see the pimples on his face clearly.

And Qin Di is not so particular, just sat down at the table, picked up a bowl of gruel, he didn't even bother to clip the vegetables, a plate of green vegetables without oil and water tasted almost chewy, very bitter and astringent, and couldn't arouse Qin Di's appetite at all, as for porridge, you can not drink it, but you are hungry.

Without waiting for Qin Hao to pick up the bowl, Qin Wang's expression suddenly became mysterious, and his originally empty hands suddenly had an extra boiled egg, and he put it in front of Qin Hao with a smile, and the whole process was like a trick.

Just when Qin Di was waiting for her to play tricks again, Qin Wang's family picked up the bowl in front of him and said to eat very decisively, so Qin Di's eyes naturally shifted from Qin Wang's side and stayed motionless on the egg.

Qin Di's head is very round, and his eyes are also very big, like two copper bells, especially exaggerated, staring at the boiled egg and swallowing saliva, looking at his current appearance, he knows why Qin Wang's family wants to hide the egg.

Even if he is a fool, he knows that this is the Qin Wang's special care for himself, because there is only such an egg for three people to eat, this is not the Qin Wang's eccentricity, the main reason is that Qin Hao's body is just right and needs nourishment.

Qin Wang's "selfishness" made Qin Hao experience this deep maternal love again, and at the same time made him feel a trace of guilt, from the memory of his previous life, this family was not so poor.

The place where they originally lived was not the dilapidated thatched house in front of them, but because of Qin Hao's illness, this family, which was originally called a well-off family, moved out of the Qin family's compound and came to this abandoned thatched house by the sea.

Seeing Qin Di looking at the egg and swallowing his breath, Qin Hao smiled slightly, then pushed the egg over and said, "Eat it if you want, my brother's body has already been healed, and after breakfast, my brother will go to Penglai Pavilion." ”

Although Qin Di was drooling, although his eyes never left the egg, although he wanted to swallow the egg in front of him in one gulp, the poor man's child was already in charge and knew that this egg was not his own but for Qin Hao's body.

For Qin Hao's good intentions, he only understood it, and immediately shook his head and said: "Brother, you still eat this egg, only when you are full can you have the strength to study, my mother said, as long as you are admitted to the Jinshi, we will have eggs to eat every day in the future!" ”

What a sensible child, looking at Qin Di's longing eyes, Qin Hao suddenly felt a little sour on the tip of his nose.

Family affection is sometimes a wonderful feeling, just like in front of them, maybe in their hearts, they are two unrelated people, but in their hearts, they are their flesh-and-blood relatives.

Reaching out and touching the back of Qin Di's head, he smiled and said: "You can eat boldly with confidence, my brother will assure you, you don't have to wait for the brother to enter the jinshi, our family can not only eat eggs every day, but also eat meat every day." ”

Qin Di didn't eat the egg in the end, just drank three bowls of gruel, wiped his mouth with both hands, stood up quickly, knotted the straw rope around his waist again, and then ran to the courtyard dam to hit his spinning top.

It wasn't until Qin Hao finished eating the eggs that Qin Wang's called Qin Hao to the room, and while hanging his bookbag for him, he admonished: "Hao'er, you have been suspended from school for three months, if you can't keep up with your studies, talk to your husband." ”

"Mother, don't worry about this, you know, my studies are first-class in the entire Dengzhou Mansion." Qin Hao had a smile in his eyes, comforting the Qin Wang clan, but he was secretly thinking about another path in his heart.

Qin Wang's eyes were a little red, and after tidying up his clothes, he commanded: "I will go to the city later, and by the way, I will go to the government office to bring back your father's ringing silver, my mother doesn't know how to count, and every time I bring it back, I always feel that it is less than when your father was there." ”

Speaking of Qin Zhonglin, Qin Wang's expression suddenly became dim, and it took a long time before he sighed softly, and then said, "It's been two years, and there has been no news, whether it is dead or alive, the government has not given an explanation, if your father is still here, why should we ......?"

Speaking of this, Qin Wang's voice was choked, and some couldn't go on, Qin Hao couldn't bear it when he saw this, and comforted: "Mother, you don't have to worry, since we are now receiving Xiangyin instead of a pension, it means that my father is still alive." ”

"I don't understand this truth, it's just that since your father left, there has been no news for two years, so my mother is really relieved." The more Qin Wang said, the more miserable he became, and when he said that later, he couldn't help but shed tears.

Qin Hao held her shoulder and comforted her softly: "Mother, if you are really relieved by the old man, when I finish receiving the ring in the barracks, I will go to General Ma Zhengma and ask about my father's whereabouts." ”

Hearing that Qin Hao was going to the military camp to investigate, Qin Wang's family hurriedly stopped: "Mother doesn't dare to ask, don't ask, your father once explained when he went to sea with Ma Zhan to go to the sea to do business, no matter whether he lived or died, he told us to rot this matter in our stomachs." ”

Don't tell your parents, don't tell your wife and children, Qin Hao naturally knows more about the confidentiality regulations than Qin Wang's, and immediately changed the topic and said with certainty: "Mother, don't worry, as long as my father is alive, I will definitely be able to take him back." ”

The Qin Wang clan did not speak, she did not have the slightest doubt about Qin Hao's words, she believed that Qin Hao had this ability, because Qin Hao was not only her hope, but also the hope of their entire Qin family.