After Lin Shitong comforted the Yang family, he took advantage of the fact that it was still early and went into the mountains alone, wanting to pick more mountain goods and hunt some game, so as to raise as much money as possible. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lin Fusheng really wanted to follow his father to see and learn, but the Yang family would never allow it. First, because Lin Fusheng is still young, and secondly, the most important thing is because he can't speak. If you encounter danger on the mountain, you can't even shout for help.

In this matter, Yang was very resolute, and there was no room for negotiation.

After Lin Shitong went up the mountain, Lin Fusheng held the manuscript, ran to the edge of his field, found a big tree, sat under it, and read the book quietly.

"Hey! Mute! Where are you? ”

……

With a wild roar, countless black lines appeared in Lin Fusheng's head.

Nima, these two goods are here again!

Can you still make people read books happily for a while?

Lin Fusheng wanted to hide, but it was too late, Lin Dezhong had already discovered him. Running all the way, he ran in front of him with a whistling.

"Dumb, don't run around, my mother asked me to follow you." Lin Dezhong was honest and sincere, and he confessed to the bottom as soon as he came.

Lin Fusheng only frowned, and he already knew Xu's intentions. She was just afraid that the Yang family would be selfish, so she would secretly take her son to look at her throat first, and come to a prelude first.

It was inconvenient for the Xu family to stare at the Yang family, so he had to let his son stare at Lin Fusheng.

Moreover, she has another reason, that is, she wants to know who taught Lin Fusheng to read and write. And that codex, picked up? Even if you beat her to death, she didn't believe it.

Looking at Lin Dezhong, who was stunned and stupid with the pestle in front of him, Lin Fusheng reluctantly closed the book, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the field. From time to time, he glanced back at Lin Dezhong, who seemed to be like a fart.

Lin Dezhong really listened to Xu's words, he was really inseparable, and Lin Fusheng was very close, like a person in line, so that no matter whether he was standing in front of him of the same sex or the opposite sex, he couldn't wait to hug him.

Lin Fusheng only felt that Lin Dezhong's rough voice was stinking behind his head, and he kept snoring. But this did not affect his mood, and he walked straight to the field.

When he came to a mud ditch, he strode over, and then, suddenly bowed down, Lin Dezhong did not react, and was immediately sat down in the field, wrapped in stinky mud.

"Oh, what are you doing! You're going to bend down and tell me! Lin Dezhong stiffened his nose and got up from the mud angrily, and the stinky water on his body made people sick to watch. When he got up, he didn't care about the muddy water on his hands, and touched the back of his head cutely, "Oh, yes, you're a dumb person." ”

At this time, Lin Fusheng had already picked up something from the ground, turned around with a smile, and shook it in front of Lin Dezhong's eyes, and then, before Lin Dezhong could react, he had already run away.

"A penny?" Lin Dezhong blinked, as if it took a long time to recall that the round object in Lin Fusheng's hand turned out to be a penny. So, he followed all the way and ran back to Lin's house.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Lin Fusheng sitting on the threshold admiring the copper coin, so he ran over, "Dumb, why are you picking up things again!" It's nice to pick up books for a while, and pick up money for a while! Lin Dezhong looked very envious.

Xu had been sitting in the courtyard, staring at the movement of the houses. Hearing Lin Dezhong's words, he noticed the copper coin in Lin Fusheng's hand, and hooked the corners of his mouth disappreciatively, disdainful of the value of that penny. ……

On this day, Yang did not come out to eat at the same table with everyone until dinner time, when Lin Shitong came back from the mountains.

Wang also felt guilty, and at the dinner table, it was rare to give Yang and Lin Fusheng more dishes.

Lin Shitong went up the mountain this time, and there were not many mountain goods he picked, and there were only two rabbits for wild meat. Looking at the few goods, a trace of loss appeared on Yang's face.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Lin Shitong was going to the town to sell the wild meat he had saved for money.

When I got up, I didn't see the small fusheng, and Yang searched all over the yard, but I didn't find it. It wasn't until Lin Shitong was sent to the ox cart that Lin Fusheng came out of the middle of the large pile of goods, and naughtily bent the corners of his mouth at Lin Shitong in the car and Yang Shi standing under the car.

"You kid, you're moving fast at this time." Lin Shitong said and laughed, raised his hand and waved his whip, turned his head to Yang and said, "Go back!" I'll watch this kid. ”

The ox cart made its way slowly up the town.

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The town is much more lively than the village, and there are many people who come from nearby villages to sell and buy goods. All of them are full of goods, or they are carried in large bags and small bags.

People walk the streets and alleys, in and out of various shops, selling the local products they carry.

Lin Fusheng had been here once before, and he already had some understanding of the street layout in the town. Lin Shitong went in and out of several frequented trading shops, and after selling the mountain goods and game, he found a lively place, spread a piece of cloth on the ground, put some miscellaneous small objects, and shouted.

In the past, when I watched novels and TV, people who traveled back to ancient times were all business geniuses, and those who had good business were stunned. Alas! It's a pity that in my previous life, I was so focused on my studies that I was afraid that I would lose my chance.

Lin Fusheng looked at the people coming and going on the street, and his mind kept thinking nonsense.

"Give it back! That's mine. ”

At this moment, in a corner of the street, the voice of a young boy came.

"What's yours? Look at the patch on your body, maybe you have two taels of silver on you? ”

A caustic voice followed.

"This is the silver money I just got from selling the medicinal herbs I picked in the mountains. I accidentally dropped it, but you picked it up. Our family is waiting for this money to buy rice and noodles, so please give it back to me! The boy's voice was humble and courteous.

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Hearing this conversation, Lin Fusheng pulled the placket of his father Lin Shitong's clothes, pointed to the corner of the street, and signaled that he wanted to take a look.

Lin Shitong has only been focusing on the goods he is selling, and has not heard the conversation on the street corner, thinking that his son is just looking to shop around, so he nodded with a smile and instructed: "Don't run around!" ”

Lin Fusheng walked quickly to the corner of the street, and at this time, some onlookers here had already gathered.

Squeezed into the crowd, Lin Fusheng saw two people standing in front of him, one tall and one short.

"You dropped? Is there any evidence that your name is engraved on it? The man who spoke was tall and thin, with a money bag in his hand, and one foot on tiptoe, and he kept tossing and turning, as if he were sifting chaff. With a long pointed face, triangular eyes, two small black mustaches on his lips, and a big black mole with hair on his cheeks, he looks like a scoundrel.

"But this money bag is obviously the ...... I dropped" The boy who spoke had a bun on his head, a plain green cloth shirt, a pair of straw sandals on his feet, and a large empty bamboo basket behind his back. was pulling the scoundrel in front of him, and he didn't know how to explain it, and his eyes were red in a hurry.

"What is bright or dark, you ask them, who saw that you fell?" The scoundrel tried to shake off the little medicine boy's arm as he glanced around, "Which of you saw it?" Whoever sees that it is he who falls, stand up! ”

This guy's name is Wang San'er, he is a ruffian, who dares to provoke him among ordinary people. Besides, at the time of the incident, there was really no one passing here.

As soon as everyone heard Wang San'er ask, the people who were afraid of things couldn't help but retreat.

At this time, a person was squeezed into the gap between the trouser legs of the crowd, to be exact, a small person. This little man looks only one meter tall, maybe not yet. Dressed in a lotus leaf green riding suit, with a small mountain bag on his head, a pair of black boots under his feet, and a horse whip in his hand, he stood beside the boy quite imposingly. Immediately, with one hand on his waist, his pink little face was raised towards the scoundrel, "I saw it!" The money bag was dropped by this little brother. ”