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The first year of the Sacred Calendar, 698 A.D.

In such an era, don't expect to eat any hearty meals, or even stir-fry.

Yang Shouwen's dinner was stewed cured mutton.

The corn is the base, and the cured mutton is placed on top, so the corn is mixed with the aroma of the cured mutton, and at the same time, it can also eliminate some of the greasy feeling. In addition to this, there are two plates of greens. However, it seems that the soup is low and watery, and it is difficult to create an appetite.

Don't underestimate such a simple dinner, which is already very rich for this era.

Yang Chenglie, as the lieutenant of Jiupin County, has a monthly salary of 1.5 yuan, plus fifty stone fine millet. Speaking of which, this is not much, but compared to the foreign officials' fortunes during the Zhenguan period, it has increased a lot. Since Wu Cao came to power, he has been working hard to improve the remuneration of foreign officials. If it was during the Zhenguan period, no one would want to take up a position like the county lieutenant of Changping.

However, the main income of the Yang family still comes from the 200 acres of vocational land.

Yang Chenglie has lived in the county for a long time, and basically does not care about the field. When Yang Dafang was alive, the income of the job field was basically in the hands of Yang Dafang. Now that Yang Dafang has passed away, although Yang Chenglie has recovered most of his income, he still left Yang Shouwen enough living expenses. From this point of view, Yang Shouwen is more comfortable than Yang Rui.

Yang Shouwen looks very thin, but he eats amazingly.

For dinner, one pound of corn was consumed, plus half a pound of cured mutton.

After eating and drinking, Yang Shouwen put down the dishes and chopsticks and raised his head to look at Yang Rui.

Although Yang Rui was beaten by him, in terms of blood relationship, he was his brother after all. beat him because this guy didn't owe the beating, and Yang Shouwen was at ease. But if he doesn't even give him a meal, it's his fault.

Yang Rui's meal was very hard, and the fatty and sweet bacon was in his mouth, but there was no taste at all.

When I chew it slightly, my cheeks hurt terribly. I didn't want to eat it, but Yang Shouwen's eyes widened, which made him lose his temper suddenly.

Yang Shouwen's slap really scared him.

"Say, come here, what's the matter?"

Yang Shouwen had his stomach full, knelt on the Hu bed, and asked slowly.

Yang Rui put down the dishes and chopsticks, covered his cheeks and said in a trembling voice: "It's August 15 soon, and Daddy is going to enjoy the moon in Maitreya Temple, so let me come over and take a look first, and said that I want Yang ...... Auntie make some preparations, so as not to get a bad pool. ”

"Moon-watching?"

Yang Shouwen reacted at this time, as if in a few days, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming.

Mid-Autumn Festival moon appreciation, family members, is a very normal activity for people in this era.

However, listening to the meaning of Yang Rui's words, Yang Chenglie may not only enjoy the moon this time for the members of the group, but also seems to have invited someone.

This is also normal, Yang Chenglie has been a county lieutenant in Changping for more than ten years.

In the past ten years, the Changping county order has changed four or five, but Yang Chenglie has been staying in the position of county lieutenant and has not seen any movement. It stands to reason that even in terms of qualifications, Yang Chenglie can be promoted. However, Yang Chenglie himself doesn't seem to be in a hurry, and is willing to work in the position of Changping County Lieutenant for more than ten years.

"Daddy wants a treat?"

Yang Rui hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Daddy has an old man who came and said that he was a distinguished guest, so he is going to entertain him." ”

Guest?

This Changping is located in the border area, it is a bitter cold place, what kind of guests can there be?

Yang Shouwen was stunned for a moment, and then put it aside. How expensive can a guest be? And what can it have to do with him?

Yang Chenglie is just a county lieutenant in Xia County, and Yang Shouwen doesn't think how expensive his noble guest can be.

Instead of thinking about this, think about how to improve your life.

In the past, he was confused and didn't care much about the requirements of life. Can ...... now Yang Shouwen felt that he needed to make some changes. Even if the corn steamed mutton is delicious, but eating that thing every day, you will feel tired.

"It's not early, and I guess you won't be able to go back at night."

Yang Shouwen said, then stood up and walked out, saying as he walked: "I'll ask my aunt to prepare a futon for you, stay here tonight, and go back when it's dawn...... By the way, how can you explain the injury on your face to Daddy when you go back? ”

"Huh?"

Yang Rui sighed in his heart, and hurriedly said: "I just said that I fell by myself, and I will never betray my eldest brother." ”

"Nonsense, if you don't tell Daddy the truth, aren't you beaten for nothing?"

"Huh?"

At this time, Yang Rui suddenly felt that his self-proclaimed smart head was not enough all of a sudden. He looked at Yang Shouwen with a blank look on his face: Did he mean to ask me to complain to Daddy? Isn't that self-inflicted?

Yang Shouwen shook his head and sighed with an unteachable expression.

"Go back and tell Daddy that I beat you.

If Daddy asks why, how do you answer for yourself...... Well, that's all! I'm tired, go and rest first. ”

After speaking, Yang Shouwen walked out of the room without looking back.

What does he mean by that?

Yang Rui watched Yang Shouwen's back disappear outside the door, and his head was messed up into a pot of porridge.

After all, he is only a thirteen-year-old child, and although he is smart, he is also limited. He couldn't figure out what Yang Shouwen meant at all, he just felt it...... Could it be that his dementia is guilty again? In short, Yang Rui had a feeling of incomprehension.

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"Brother son, why does the second young master want to report to Ah Lang truthfully?"

It's late at night.

Yang was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks outside, and the young lady was curled up beside Yang Shouwen, tilting her head, looking at him with a pair of big watery eyes, with a puzzled look on her face, "Ah Lang loves the second young master the most, if he knew that his brother beat him, wouldn't he blame his brother." Ah Weng is gone, and there is no one to protect his brother-in-law, what should I do then? ”

Yang Shouwen smiled and rubbed the young lady's little head melon seeds.

He leaned against the pillar, one foot drooping, looking up at the dark night sky.

From the horizon, a dark cloud floated in, and it was rapidly approaching in the direction of Hugu Mountain. Yang Shouwen said softly: "Ah Weng is gone, and the young lady is here." If Ah Lang blames me, the young lady will protect her brother-in-law at that time, right? ”

"Mmmmmmmmmm

The young lady nodded vigorously and replied seriously.

A trace of warmth flashed in Yang Shouwen's eyes, and he held the young lady in his arms, "The young lady protects me, and I will also protect the young lady." ”

The young lady's face showed a bright smile.

God threw him into the first year of the Sacred Calendar, and let him live in a state of confusion for seventeen years, when a lightning bolt woke him up. Such a mysterious thing happened to Yang Shouwen, which also made Yang Shouwen feel inexplicably confused.

It stands to reason that with such a fantasy experience, he must have a huge mission on his shoulders.

But Yang Shouwen didn't want to take on any mission, and being able to live again was a huge satisfaction for him. In his previous life, he was not good at walking, lying on the sickbed every day, and could only be accompanied by books, or staring at the computer screen in a daze. Now, he can run freely and feel the warmth of his family...... That's enough for him.

He just wants to live happily, carefree, without any worries.

Sometimes when I think about it, those muddy seventeen years seem to be a kind of happiness, at least those seventeen years are very happy.

Thundered!

A bolt of lightning tore through the sky, illuminating the courtyard in a pale.

Immediately after, thunder roared and rain poured down.

The rain trickled down the eaves and soon formed a curtain of water.

This rain looks like it's not small!

He hurriedly called Yang and asked her to take the young lady back to her room to sleep. He himself, on the other hand, went back to his bedroom, sat on the bed, spread out a blank piece of paper on the bed, and danced quickly on the white paper with charcoal in the light of the oil lamp.

Charcoal was the first item he made after he woke up.

Yang Shouwen is also good at brushes, but he dislikes the trouble of brushes. It's okay to pretend to be forced, but if it's used in daily life...... Even if he has been reborn for seventeen years, it is not an easy thing to fully adapt, but it is not as convenient as charcoal.

That night, lightning and thunder thundered outside the house.

However, Yang Shouwen was full of inspiration, and it was not until about the second watch that he stopped writing, and he fell asleep on the Hu bed quite sleepily.

Thunderstorms, which stop at dawn.

The rain was so amazing that the water in the Hugu Mountains swelled so much that it even washed away the mountain road.