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The rain is too dense, and the rain in the early winter in southern Sichuan is terrible, there is no wind, no thunder, and of course no rain. Only the polished bluestone slabs gradually turned from dry blue-gray to damp depths, and water accumulated in those potholes, forcing pedestrians to speed up their feet. After a while, only the man in the hat was seen on the street, and most of them were vendors begging for a living, and they planned to do some business while the rain was not heavy.

The sky was dominated by the color of soot from morning to night, stratus clouds were heavily pressed, and the fog was a light veil that could not be erased and blurred people's vision. The rich people burned charcoal pots early, and the poor had to stuff their shabby jackets with reeds and cloth heads, and the poor idlers squatted under the porch of the wind and rain bridge with their hands in their hands, or squatted on the wall next to the street, and could not even afford to chat, so they only hoped that the sun would be clear as soon as possible, and they would go to the homes of people they knew each other to find some work to do, so as to save a few more dollars for the cousin dolls at home.

If you have a bright brain, you will go to guard the corner gate where the servants of the Li family enter and exit, and the Li family has been moving continuously since this morning, and many people have seen with their own eyes that the stewards have brought errands and servants to be busy, and the wind leaking out of the words is that the master of the Li family is afraid that he will not be able to get through, and the left and right are today.

"I heard that the Li family has a big show this time," waiting for boredom, a man named Ergou looked left and right mysteriously, and then lowered his voice, and said: "The Taoist chief of Qinglongguan has invited a fine light." ”

Some people laughed at him for his bad news: "The monk of Yuanjue Temple is also here!" What is that! The person who spoke was complacent, spat on the ground, cleared his throat, and said: "I also heard that after the first seven days, the Li family will accumulate yin virtue for the master Weng and open a large banquet of flowing water, this number," the man shook out a gesture from his sleeve, and he was really envious: "Seven days!" ”

The idlers around him first exclaimed in a low voice, but they naturally spoke: "That's the number one person on the Fushun field......"

"Back then, the second young master of the Li family landed on the ground to hold a full moon wine, and the three-day flowing water banquet did not stop! Kill ten pigs and eat as much as you want! ”

"When their eldest young master went out, I didn't see any heavy clothes."

"The young and old of the Li family are not picky, they are generous."

"Otherwise, how could Fushun, so many salt merchants, make the Li family boil out?"

As he spoke, the words were far away, and someone said coldly: "The white thing of the wife of the Li family back then was also so generous." ”

There was a sudden silence on the scene. A few people, you look at me, I look at you, and each other's faces are a little embarrassed. The person who opened his mouth wanted to slap himself in the mouth regretfully, scratched his nose and said a little curtly: "That's what I said." ”

Someone picked up: "There's nothing you can't say." It was the aunt and cousin of the first one who spoke, and she had the heart to protect her relatives, so she made a very disapproving color: "My mother-in-law also served a bowl of braised pork on the table back then, and now the bowl is still in my stove room, and the fine white porcelain bowl will be used as a dowry for my daughter in a few years." ”

Someone opened his mouth, and the people behind him were not so taboo. What's more, the length of the back house of a large family has always been a favorite topic on the streets, so someone went on to say: "That lady heard that she is the daughter of Chen Xiucai's family on the street in front." ”

"The good daughter of the Xiucai family went to be a concubine," the person who spoke was a little older, and his heart softened a little: "The blessing is also thin, and you have to serve the old and the young as soon as you enter the door, so it's no wonder that you left in a few years." ”

The rough man who said that the mother-in-law hid the fine white porcelain bowl was still meticulous, frowned and said: "It's not good to talk nonsense about concubines or not concubines, I helped in the Li family for a few days back then, and I saw the sedan chair coming in from the main entrance." ”

Suddenly, I heard a shout from the corner gate: "Ten small workers, in charge of two meals, twenty yuan a day, which one wants to come?" ”

Suddenly, no one had the mind to idle a piece, and a swarm of bees rushed towards the corner door, saying that the man who kept a fine porcelain bowl at home to make a dowry for his daughter jumped three feet high, and forced others to press down a head: "I, me, me!" ”

The eldest young master Li Yongbo kicked over the sour branch carved round stool, he turned around in place, his expression was terrifying, the little guy who came to report the news swallowed his saliva, and unconsciously took a step back carefully.

"What did you just say?" Li Yongbo's voice seemed to be quenched with poison, he stared at the little guy who was trembling like chaff gloomily, and paced two steps towards him with his hands behind his back, "You tell me again?" ”

The little guy is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and his originally pale face has faded a layer of blood, and he looks like he is no longer popular. He didn't dare to look up at Li Yongbo's face, and knelt down with a plop, the boy shivered, and his voice was dry and hoarse: "The second young master came back from the back door and went directly to the master's yard, and now the master calls the eldest young master over!" ”

"Bang!"

Li Yongbo kicked the little guy on the shoulder and kicked him directly from the flower hall to the bottom of the stone steps. Then he snatched the tea bowl that the maidservant girl held in his hand and threw it to the ground, and the dark brown tea splashed all over the new robe. He was anxious and breathless, panting for breath, and there was only one thought in his mind, that little bastard he actually came back, actually entered the house, and the old immortal was not dead yet!

The personal servant who happened to come over had a white face, he didn't dare to look at the mess in the room, he trotted in against the wall, and then knelt on the broken porcelain piece with his heart and hung his head and didn't dare to look at Li Yongbo's face: "Back to the words of the eldest young master, the third master didn't see me alive or dead, and then I heard that he took the third room uncle to the master's house......" In the end, it was almost silent.

Without thinking about it, Li Yongbo gave the rich boss a slap, slapped the useless errand into a rolling gourd, he was a little angry, and gave Fugui another kick, and said angrily: "You now know to report to me!" The eldest young master of the Li family ordered without thinking: "Lock this idiot in the firewood room for me!" Now go and tell me that Li Sanzhong, that little rabbit cub Li Yongzhong is back, and let him call the clan elder to open the ancestral hall! ”

The little guy who fell in the yard had a blue nose and swollen face, and crawled over and asked cautiously: "Uncle Guan'er, the master is still waiting for ......."

Li Yongbo puffed out his eyes and glared at him, his eyes were terrifying - the little guy immediately lowered his head and didn't dare to say more.

"Why don't I go?" After a while, the little guy heard Li Yongbo grit his back molars and sneered, and he secretly looked up in horror - Li Yongbo rolled up his sleeves, and his cheeks, which were originally very admirable, twitched unnaturally on his handsome face, and his eyes were full of bloodshots, which was obviously very angry.

"I'm going to see what my good brother can turn over now!"

In the room mixed with the strong bitter fragrance of the medicinal juice and only the sound of heavy gasps, Li Yongzhong calmly stuffed the ginseng slices into the base of his father's tongue, who suddenly hissed excitedly, "Dad, take it quickly." He closed Li Qi's mouth softly, and patted the old man's back again and again to give him a smooth breath, "Don't worry. ”

After all, this piece of ginseng gave Li Qi a cup of tea. He tried his last strength to hold his young son's hand, his eyes were wrong and stared at him directly, a sickly flush appeared on his gray face, and when the wheezing gradually subsided, Li Qi said with difficulty: "Come back, just come back." ”

"Second child, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for you......" Muddy tears slipped from the corners of Li Qi's eyes into his sideburns, he had a lot to say to this young son who he had been ignoring, but he knew that he didn't have enough time. The master of the Li family, who had been decisively in charge of the family business for decades, chewed a mouthful of ginseng with difficulty, and the slightly sweet and bitter taste immediately filled his mouth, and the strength that gradually began to dissipate seemed to return to his body with this taste, he struggled slightly, and even half sat up, Li Yongzhong hurriedly stuffed a few soft pillows behind his back.

"Your father and I don't have much time to live, you listen to me." Li Qi coughed weakly twice, he raised his hand to stop Li Yongzhong's intention to speak, and the blood on his face was scattered, as if the red just now was just an illusion: "After I die, you will take care of your brother a lot," the dying old man's chest rose and fell, and he held his young son's hand tightly, "You only have him, his own brother." ”

Li Yongzhong nodded silently. In his father's earnest eyes, he finally whispered: "As long as my eldest brother leaves me a way to live, I won't move him." ”

Li Qi laughed miserably, "Your eldest brother, he was blinded by wealth, he only knew that you were in his way, and I was afraid that if I went underground, I would not be able to live in peace." However, if I can hear you say this, even if there is a day in the future, I can close my eyes now. ”

"Your eldest brother, yes, you can't afford it, the burden of the Li family." Li Qi tried his best to breathe, and after calming down a little, he half-closed his eyes and said, "I'm dead, you want to, take care of the Li family!" The old man suddenly became excited, and his hoarse voice was half a point higher: "I regret it!" Why didn't you let that evil obstacle suffer in the first place! ”

Li Yongzhong stroked the old man's shoulder and back again and again, where his father couldn't see, the young man's eyes were calm, looking at the pink and white wall, his subordinates were extremely stable, and soon Li Qi was relieved, and the second young master of the Li family said softly: "Everyone has likes and dislikes, Dad, you are willing to me, but you will not be willing to let the eldest brother suffer this." ”

"You're complaining about me, you're complaining about me......" Li Qi muttered a vague voice from his throat, he was already sweating profusely, but his body was very hot for a while, and cold like ice for a while, and his gray face began to turn white, but the Li family master still held on to that breath, unwilling to lose to death easily.

The young man pulled the quilt up for his father, he was silent for a moment, lowered his eyes, and finally said, "No, I don't blame you." ”

"Boom!"

Li Yongbo squinted at his younger brother who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and the jealousy in his heart was like a fire that was burning more and more, making him speak regardless of it, and said in a weird manner: "Yo, this is not my good brother?" I thought you wouldn't be able to send the old man to the end in time," Shi Shiran, the eldest young master of the Li family, shook Songjiangbu's robe, slowly found a carved round stool and sat down, cocked Erlang's legs, squinted his eyes and stared at Li Yongzhong's back: "As a result, where did you get back?" ”

Li Yongzhong ignored him, he tilted his head, and looked thoughtfully at the people who came in after Li Yongbo - the third master's face was five or six points similar to Li Qi, but he was far from the arrogant and self-contained momentum of the Li family's master, and Li Yongbo often said that he was no different from a rich man in the countryside; A few uncommon clan elders shrunk their shoulders, looking worried at first glance, but after a closer look, their expressions brought out a few traces of joy that could not be hidden, Li Yongzhong smiled in his heart, just this group of useless things, Li Yongbo still held it out as a treasure.

In the end, the eyes of the second young master of the Li family lingered on the face of Master Yan Wang Huanzhi for a moment, and the latter nodded slightly, and he quietly withdrew his gaze.

The blue-gray slate outside the house had been soaked by the rain into a deep, almost inky gray. The rain flowed all the way along the roof tiles, and finally dripped down the eaves corners, and the wind swept the damp and cold in the early winter in the southern Sichuan town unscrupulously, and the gloomy and obscure sky finally couldn't see it really, and the people were busy hanging the lanterns of the butter candle for the gate of the Li Mansion in the shouting and scolding of the steward, and in a chaotic world, I saw two flickering and flickering fires, swaying.