Lao Wang is an ordinary farmer, he has a few acres of thin fields, and his life is passable. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, Lao Wang's mother-in-law was in the house, hugging the second girl of the Wang family and crying.

When the onlookers saw Yanshan coming, they all got out of the way.

Mr. Huang was persuading, and when he saw Yan Shan, he hugged his fists, and when he saw Yan Shan and Yan Ming was still followed, he had to bow to the teacher.

Yan Ming grabbed Mr. Huang and asked him to wait aside.

The two members of the old Hu family are dying to compensate the Wang family, saying that they didn't look at their own baby Hu Er, and when they find it, they will definitely discount his dog legs and so on.

Lao Wang's face was a little gloomy, but he still entertained Hu Er's parents in a simple way as a peasant.

Yan Ming suddenly thought of the soft Chinese in his backpack. At this moment, if Lao Wang smokes two, he may be in a slightly relaxed mood.

The second girl of the Wang family is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she looks a few years younger than Yan Ming. On a goose egg face, the facial features are also delicate, but the body is slightly fat, which is not ugly.

"Cui'er, he Hu Er doesn't want you, we want you. You are our daughter, that dog mongrel comes back, if you don't kneel and kowtow, we will definitely not spare him. Hu Er's old lady swore by the heavens and the earth.

Lao Wang didn't speak, and on the bed, Lao Wang's mother-in-law suddenly opened her mouth and said, "If my family Cui'er really goes over, what's the use of saying this?" Your old Hu family's family affairs, we can't afford to climb high. From now on, never again. ”

"Uh-huh-" Lao Wang didn't say anything, and nodded in agreement with his wife.

Although the faces of the two members of the Hu family were gloomy, they had to bear it when they thought that their kid almost killed the girl Cui'er.

Yan Ming looked at Yan Shan, and wondered if he was counted down by others like the Hu family after he found out that his son had escaped from marriage.

Thinking of this, Yan Ming admired Miss Tian Jia a little. didn't look for death because of his escape from marriage. It's also thankful.

A group of people tried to persuade them all the time. Eventually, they all have to disperse.

Only if the parties slowly calm down, after the relief of time, everything will pass.

Yan Ming just watched and didn't say anything more.

On the way back with Yanshan, the father and son did not speak, thinking about their own thoughts.

Walking into the courtyard of the Yan family, Yan Shan turned around and said: "The matter of the Tian family, you think about it, don't run again, look at the second child of the Hu family, isn't this just going to kill Cui'er——"

After Yan Shan finished speaking, he shook his head and walked into the backyard.

Yan Ming returned to his room and fell on the bed.

In early spring, the bed is still a little cool.

But there was a fire in his heart.

"It is said that women before the Song Dynasty were not so conservative, but now it seems that they are not very reliable. If it is really because of her repentance that a girl's reputation is ruined, how can she be good if she is looking for death and life? Yan Ming pondered.

He couldn't do this kind of persecution to death.

"The Tian family is the Tian family, why do you have to have something to do with Tian Wei?" Yan Ming sighed, and for the first time he had a trace of compassion for the legendary fat woman Tian Xi.

Early the next morning, Yan Ming had just gotten up and played a round of Tai Chi, when he heard Yan Shan's laughter coming from the Dongchang Courtyard.

It turned out that the old man Lu made the skeleton of the plough, and as soon as the plow arrived, it could be used when it was installed.

Yan Shan got up in the morning and saw this monster, listened carefully, and was immediately overjoyed. When I knew that this thing was from Yan Ming's handwriting, I was even more happy.

With this thing, the speed of farming can be increased a lot.

On the same day, Yan Shan took Yan Ming to the Yan family's cultivated land, pointed to the pieces of land and said loudly: "Good boy, you can choose these lands at will." Aren't you going to farm the land yourself this year, I really want to see what you can come up with! ”

Looking at the field next to a small river, Yan Ming felt for the first time that it felt really good to be a farmer.

After choosing a large piece of good land near the small riverbed, Yan Ming thought about it for a while and chose another piece of dry land.

Doing everything, Yan Shan did not ask about the details as before. Just looked at Yan Ming, and his face was full of a smile that a father should have.

"Ming'er, if you really dislike the fat girl of the Tian family, then Dad will give you the marriage and leave." Yan Shan suddenly spoke.

Yan Ming looked at Yan Shan in a daze, and asked with a smile, "Why?" ”

Yan Shan squatted down, took a breath and said, "What do you say?" Daddy doesn't want you to do something unhappy. When he chose to marry the Tian family, his father was selfish. The silk cloth business that his Tian family did in Chang'an City claimed to be the family of Taiwei Tian Wei. I also want to climb the dragon and the phoenix.

Now it seems that with my son's intelligence, he will definitely develop more than Maoling in the future. A unicorn like you can't be bound by a marriage contract. It's Daddy's greed. ”

Saying these words, Yan Shan had an old state.

Yan Ming touched his body and didn't bring a cigarette. Otherwise, this situation is just right for the father and son to take a few puffs of old cigarettes and complain to each other.

"Dad, if you are embarrassed, don't retreat. Our Yan family, we must speak for the sake of words. In a few days, I went to Chang'an and met the young lady of the Tian family by the way. If it doesn't deal a fatal blow to our family, even if Na Tianxi is a sow, his son doesn't care. Yan Ming smiled.

Although it is a cross-over, Yan Ming's feelings for Yan Shan are real.

He didn't want to let Yan Shan, the old father, carry too much black pot because of his worries.

"That's fine, this is the bearing that a man from my Yan family should have." Yan Shan admired this.

Yan Ming smiled, with a bad face, and said: "But I can say in the front, if it is really a sow that is retrieved, then Dad, you will be responsible for marrying seven or eight concubines for me." ”

Yan Shan raised his hand, slapped Yan Ming on the back, and scolded with a smile: "At most, I will find you two concubines, and seven or eight, boy, alas, one drop of essence and ten drops of blood, you don't want your little life!" ”

Yan Ming rolled his eyes, the father and son laughed, and walked back to Yan's house.

In just a few days, Old Man Lu made the tables and chairs in the West Wing room ready for class in order. In addition, Yan Ming's plow was also made twice.

There is also a set of magnificent tables and chairs, which are to be sent to Dongfang Shuo.

It's just that such a magnificent set of tables and chairs fell into the eyes of the old lady of the Yan Chen family, and it seemed that she couldn't pull it out.

Yan Ming's eyes rolled, and he immediately decided to keep the newly made table and chair for the old grandmother. As for Dongfang Shuo, giving him a set of tables and chairs used by his grandmother can be regarded as lifting him.

The west wing was completely changed according to the classrooms of later generations. On the walls, a blackboard was made of black lacquer to facilitate lectures.

Chalk made of white ash is also in place.

Yan Ming's school in the Han Dynasty, everything is ready, just the source of the stock wind.

The school is about to open for enrollment, but Yan Ming always feels that there are shortcomings.

He looked around and finally realized that his school did not have a name. In addition, whenever a business place opens, it is indispensable to set off firecrackers. And in this era, gunpowder for making firecrackers has not yet been invented.

"There's so much to create here!" Yan Ming's face was full of joy. His knowledge is a treasure trove for this era.