Mother Yang squinted her eyes for a long time, maybe the lights were dim, maybe it was the old eyes that were dim, she was not sure if this was real silver, she looked at Feng Xiaoxue, hoping to find the answer from her eyes. It had been a long time since she had seen so much silver, except for the silver she had scraped together when she had married her son. Now it is said that it is bitter, and there can be one or two hundred copper coins, which can already make the old woman excited for a long time, not to mention the seventeen taels of silver, which is equivalent to 17,000 copper coins.

Feng Xiaoxue wasn't sure if it was true, and what Mother Yang saw in Xiaoxue's eyes was only confused excitement. So he picked up a small piece and put it between his teeth and bit it gently, then pondered for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Really! It's true! He trembled nervously and asked, "Son, where did you get so much silver?" Are you going to steal ...... again?"

Feng Xiaoxue said: "Mother......, don't think about it, your husband is not that kind of person!" ”

Yang Qiuchi took out the pawn ticket from his arms: "Mother, I took the skin of the tiger I hit today as ten taels of silver, this is a pawn ticket, you take it." There are also five taels that I helped the county lord solve the case today, and the county magistrate rewarded me, and the remaining taels were given to me by Song Zhixian's daughter. ”

Mother Yang was suspicious, squinting at Yang Qiuchi, hoping to see from his eyes whether it was the truth.

From the distrustful eyes of Yang's mother, Yang Qiuchi understood that the resentment he replaced by the corpse did not seem to be a good bird, and he did everything to abduct and deceive, but his skills were not high, and he didn't get any money in the end, so that his mother and wife were still living in poverty.

Yang Qiuchi looked at Mother Yang sincerely: "Mother, what I said is true, if you don't believe it, you can go to check the pawn ticket, you can go to ask the county master or ask the catchers who were present at the time, and Song Yun'er ......"

Mother Yang saw that Yang Qiuchi was in a hurry, and when she heard this, it didn't look like a fake, so she hurriedly said, "Mother believes in you!" Mother believes! Holding Yang Qiuchi's hand, "Son, my mother is happy, my son is promising, how can my mother be unhappy!" ”

Feng Xiaoxue said: "Yes, mother, let's go home, go home for dinner." My husband has been tired all day. ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Look at my old fool! Mother Yang smiled. took Yang Qiuchi's hand and walked briskly home.

Not far from the gate of the West City, there is a dilapidated residence, the passage is narrow, full of all kinds of messy things, Yang Mu and Xiaoxue walked along the alley and walked forward, but Yang Qiuchi was not familiar with the terrain, one foot high and one foot low, and repeatedly bumped into things on the side of the road.

Feng Xiaoxue said: "Husband, you follow me, so that you won't bump into me." Yang Qiuchi felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't want the two of them to worry, so he carefully followed Xiaoxue, and sure enough, he almost didn't knock down anything all the way.

After walking for a while, Xiaoxue breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm home!" ”

Yang Qiuchi stopped and looked up, and in front of him was a small dilapidated courtyard, surrounded by a half-human-high fence made of branches of different lengths. Mother Yang pushed open the fence door, turned around and said, "Son, come into the house." ”

"Hey!" Yang Qiuchi agreed, walked into the yard, the little black dog followed Yang Qiuchi with his tail wagging, Feng Xiaoxue carried the basket and then entered the yard, and closed the fence door with his hand.

With the help of the neighbor's lights not far away, Yang Qiuchi looked around.

The courtyard was small, but very smooth and clean, with two wooden houses in the middle, a small pile of firewood and a few boards piled up in the corner, and two long wooden benches beside it. Mother Yang walked to the door, took out a key from her arms, fumbled to open the door, turned around and said, "Son, wait for my mother to go in and light the lamp." Then he entered the house, and in a moment the room lit up.

Yang Qiuchi walked into the house and looked around. It was a very small suite, two inside and outside, and the outside one was a large water tank on the left hand side of the door, next to a simple stove, two black pots, one large and one small, covered with wooden pot lids. Next to it is a large table, which is said to be mysterious, but it is actually a shelf made of two wooden planks and a few wooden roots. There is a cutting board on it, and several dishes and chopsticks are neatly stacked next to it.

There was some firewood piled up under the stove. In the center of the room was a low dining table, in the center of which an oil lamp was placed, and a soybean-sized flame emitted a dim and soft light. Inside, against the wall was a bed, and the thin quilt was patched. The door to the inner room was closed, and a white-washed blue curtain hung over it.

Mother Yang took a small bench and handed it to Yang Qiuchi: "Son, hurry up and sit down, if you are tired, your mother will cook immediately." ”

Feng Xiaoxue had already put the basket on the small dining table, took out the stewed tiger meat in a big porcelain bowl and put it on the table, and when she heard Yang's mother say to cook, she quickly picked up the firewood and said, "Mother, I'll come." ”

Yang Qiuchi sat on the small bench, he was deeply shocked by the hardships of the family, and he had not yet recovered from this shock.

Feng Xiaoxue skillfully lit the fire, shook a scoop of water from the water tank and poured it into the pot, covered it with a lid, took a small porcelain basin and put it on the board, picked up the small half bag of rice next to it, scooped a scoop from it, thought about it, poured back a small half, poured the rest into the basin, and then scooped out half a scoop of coarse bran from another small bag, ready to pour it into the basin, thought about it again, as if making a major decision, poured the half scoop of coarse bran rice back into the bag, and scooped half a scoop of rice from the rice bag and poured it into the basin.

Yang Qiuchi saw her tossing back and forth, and asked puzzledly, "Xiaoxue, what are you doing?" ”

Feng Xiaoxue was a little embarrassed: "Today you came back safely, my mother and I are very happy, let's eat white rice today, don't make bran bibimbap." ”

Mother Yang nodded: "Yes, I'll eat white rice today." ”

When Yang Qiuchi heard this, tears were about to fall, what kind of family is this, even eating white rice has to go through a fierce ideological struggle. He beckoned to Feng Xiaoxue: "Come here!" Feng Xiaoxue looked at Yang Qiuchi suspiciously, put down the porcelain basin, and took a stool to sit beside Yang Qiuchi.

Yang Qiuchi held the hands of Yang Mu and Feng Xiaoxue, and blinked his slightly moist eyes: "Mother, Xiaoxue, I swear, from today onwards, I will let you eat white rice every day!" ”

Mother Yang patted the back of Yang Qiuchi's hand: "Okay, good, it's good that my son has a future!" Mother is happy! ......" raised his sleeve and wiped his tears.

Feng Xiaoxue also looked at her husband happily, he has been married to Yang Chengzuo for almost four years, and there has been nothing good, Yang Chengzuo has never had a good face for her, after her husband was blown away by the strange wind, he came back safely, as if he had changed a person, he was much better to himself, and he knew how to be considerate, Feng Xiaoxue's heart was happy as if it was about to explode.

Yang Qiuchi didn't like sensationalism, and when he saw Yang's mother crying, he deliberately diverted the topic: "Mother, what's my name?" ”

This question is so naïve, but from this question, Mother Yang feels that her son may be really frightened this time, not only does his mother and daughter-in-law not know him, but he can't even remember his name. Mother Yang said distressedly: "Son, you didn't go to school for a few days when you were a child, so you didn't take a big name, at that time, your father and I were afraid that you would not be able to raise you, so I named you Yang Shishi, hoping that you will grow strong." ”

Yes? Yang stone? It's not much stronger than that dog, Yang Qiuchi smiled bitterly: "It's so ugly, I don't want it, I want to change my name!" ”

Mother Yang said: "Okay, change, what is the name of the change?" ”

"It's called Yang Qiuchi, it's a good name."

Mother Yang thought for a while and said, "This name is good, but how does it sound crepe, we are ordinary people......"

"What's wrong with the common people? The common people can only call the dog leftover? Called stones? I'm going to call Yang Qiuchi! ”

Feng Xiaoxue said: "Mother, the name that my husband took is good, it is much stronger than the original one, so let's call it this name!" ”

Although Yang's mother felt that this name was too Sven and did not match her son's identity as a junior apprentice, since her son liked it, her daughter-in-law also thought it was good, so she said: "Okay, I'll tell them tomorrow that you changed your name." ”

Yang Qiuchi asked again: "Mother, how did I have an accident?" ”

Xiaoxue saw the two of them talking, so she stood up to wash rice and cook.

Mother Yang wiped her tears: "This morning, you sent a funeral for Wang Dahu's family, not long after leaving, someone ran to say that not long after the funeral procession went up the mountain, a black wind blew, swept you into the air, and then disappeared." Your daughter-in-law and I thought you must have fallen to your death somewhere, and we cried so hard this day that we were alive......" The words were a little choked up.

Feng Xiaoxue continued while washing rice: "Later, when I heard that you came to the house and said that you were back, my mother and I were so happy that we were going crazy, and my mother thanked God for it!" ”

Mother Yang nodded: "Yes, God has eyes, so that our Yang family has no queen, if you don't leave after staying, I, how can I be worthy of your dead father!" ”

When Feng Xiaoxue heard this, her face turned a little pale, she lowered her head, and her hanging eyelashes flashed.

Yang Qiuchi asked, "Mother, how many years have I been married to Xiaoxue?" ”

"It's been four years!" Mother Yang sighed, "Xiaoxue has never been able to conceive a child, and her mother is going to die in a hurry." ”

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