The main courtyard of Shefu is a quadrangle, all made of blue bricks and glazed tiles, the main house is the front porch and the back building, there is a cover room in the back, there is a hanging flower door in the middle of the Hua Qiangzi in the south of the east and west wings, the door is the dead Sam screen, the east and west wings have a copy of the corridor, and the hanging flower door communicates, there is a moon door between the main house and the wing room, leading to the backyard. Four green painted wooden red bucket square characters, the screen is lived by She Fujian and his wife, and the east wing is two rooms, where She Fuzhuang's son She Hu, that is, She Yi's half-brother. The younger sister Xiaoyu who lives in the West Wing is the girl She Yi told the story.

At this time, with a squeak, a door in the east wing opened, and a little boy in a blue spring shirt walked in, the little boy looked like he was ** years old, with a black mole the size of a mung bean on his chin, tiger head and tiger brain, but very elf, not clumsy at all.

He poked out his neck and looked around, and when he saw that there was no one, he hurried down the corridor to the main room.

There is a big red sprinkled soft curtain hanging on the copper hook outside the square door, under the south window is the kang, the big red felt strip on the kang, there is a lock brocade backrest and a lead pillow on the east side wall, covered with a large mattress with gold heart and green satin, and there is a silver spit box next to it. A woman with a beautiful face and pink rouge often wears a sable Zhaojun suit, and wears a pink sprinkled shirt around the beads, and sits upright, holding a piece of red embroidery in her hand. The slender fingers of the green onion pinched an embroidery needle......

A maid stood on the edge of the kang, holding a small lacquered tea tray with a small bell in the tray. The woman did not take the tea, nor did she raise her head, but did the work of her hand.

This woman is She Fuzhuang's wife Ding, Ding Lanyin, who married She Fujian at the age of 25 and 15 this year, and has been married to She Fujian for ten years now.

"Mother's ......"

She Hu pushed the door in, and the woman and maid in the house looked up at the door after hearing the sound.

"Well, Dalang, what's the matter?"

The woman looked at She Hu calmly, with a look of pity on her face. The maid on the side was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she also looked at She Hu with interest.

"Mother, sister asked him to listen to the story again...... But it's not the monkey story. ”

His two small black bean-bright eyes blinked, and there was a red mole on the left side of his chin, and after finishing speaking, he touched it with his hand.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth, and she put the female red in her hand on the kang table next to her.

"A wild child who grew up in a bandit's den, shallow in his knowledge, made up nonsense, and has something to hear! I really don't know what the old man thinks...... He recognized him by a letter alone. ”

"What Madame said is very true, that red lady is a well-known bandit in the rivers and lakes, not an ordinary woman, and she is mixed in the three religions and nine streams, maybe the eldest young master ......"

The maid in the red spring shirt on the side was talking energetically, and suddenly found that the woman on the kang was looking at her with cold eyes, and she was shocked, thinking that she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly swallowed the words that came to her mouth.

The woman on the kang reached out and took a small sip of the bell on the tea tray.

"Chunhua, remember, there is only one young master in Shefu, and that is Da Lang."

"Chunhua remembered."

The maid's nervous heart relaxed.

"Mother, what he is telling today is the story of Jia Baoyu, the story that Mr. shouted after reading it yesterday. And that Journey to the West......"

She Fu's eyes inadvertently showed a look of admiration and yearning, yesterday, he secretly took the book of Dream of Red Mansions written by She Yi in his sister's room, went to the school, and happened to be seen by Mr. At first, the gentleman looked at him with disdain, then his face became more and more ugly, and finally his hands trembled, and the book in his hand fell straight to the ground, and after shouting the phrase "This is the book of God", he fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and committed a sheep madness.

She Hu was worried that Mr. would settle accounts with him after waking up, so he picked up the Dream of Red Mansions and ran away. In the morning, I heard Wang Jia Saburo, who went to school together, tell me that my husband was going to come to Shefu, and asked where the book came from and who wrote it. Why are there only a few chapters and the rest of the content......

He wondered, those dozens of pages of broken stories written with a quill pen are really that magical? He clearly saw that these dozens of pages of Dream of Red Mansions were written by She Yi crawling in front of his desk.

The woman on the kang put the gaizhong in her hand back on the tea tray and picked up the female red on the kang table.

"If Mr. really has those eyeballs, he won't be crazy all day long, tell my father one day, change Mr. to the school, and save him from misleading people's children."

The maid in the red spring shirt on the side sneered and smiled......

Ding's father was the magistrate of Suide City, and he had served here for decades. The Ding family is a local family, which can basically be said to cover the sky with one hand, and the school in the county is set up by the Ding family. Because Suide is located in the border area, the folk customs are fierce and martial, so most of the people who go to school are the children of official eunuchs.

"Sir is very learned."

She Hu lowered his voice and muttered.

"Da Lang, go back and do your homework if you have nothing to do, the second son of the landlord of the neighboring county is the same age as you, and he won the show last year. As for the story he said, don't take it seriously, it's just some absurd stories that don't stand up to the limelight. ”

"Well, the child knows that a few days ago, he actually told his sister that the heavens and the earth are like eggs, and the earth is like the chicken yolk in the egg. If what he said was true, didn't the one who dwells at the bottom fall? It's ridiculous! That's it, my sister still believes what he said! So good to him, hmph, watch me debunk his fallacies little by little! Mother, the child will go back. ”

She Hu regained his arrogant expression, held his head high, like a rooster who had won a battle, and turned to leave.

……

"Madam, Dr. Zhang said that the tuberculosis he contracted is more serious, and being with Miss will it aggravate Miss's condition......

"It doesn't matter, they are suffering from the same disease, Xiaoyu, this child's life is hard, and there are not many times...... It's okay to have more than one talking partner. Also, be optimistic about Da Lang, don't let him touch Xiao Yu and his things, if I find out that Da Lang has entered Xiao Yu's room or gone to the backyard...... You guys ......."

Ding's cold face was covered with frost......

……

In the blink of an eye, it has been a month since She Yi came to this ancient time, and the weather has gradually become warmer. The weeping willows by the Wuding River are slender and lush, and the jujube trees on the hillside not far away have also pulled out green leaves, and many children have rolled up their trousers to play in the river to catch fish.

In a month's time, She Yi has become familiar with the world, including the current level of science and technology, living habits, and local slang. He is originally from the north, and it is not difficult to learn northern dialect.

I have also finished reading Mengxi's written talk, and I have a preliminary understanding of some things in the current world. It's just that many times, it's always boring. Accustomed to the busyness of the past, accustomed to the bright lights of the past, and accustomed to the former living environment. Now that I don't have a job, I always feel empty and have nothing to do.

He is a sick jar, and every day he accompanies his sister at most under the supervision of a few subordinates, going out for a walk. He was also at ease when he arrived, and did not express any dissatisfaction. It's just that my sister Xiaoyu saw her subordinates following them, and others avoided them from afar and whispered about their displeasure.

Almost the entire Suide City knows that Miss She Fu and She Fu's illegitimate son She Yi suffer from tuberculosis, which is a terminal disease in this era, and no doctor can cure it.

The life of a patient can range from two or three years to several months. There are also many people who look at them with sympathy,

She Yi smiled and said nothing, how could he not know what disease he was suffering from. When he was thirteen years old, he suffered from this disease. My parents got a home remedy from an old Chinese medicine doctor, and they recovered completely after taking it for less than half a year. In addition, he also knows some special drug formulas for the treatment of tuberculosis, and even if he does not take home remedies, he is sure that he can cure his illness.

Most of the time, he made a little invention, copied some books from the future world, studied calligraphy, and listened to a few ancient songs...... It's just that my mind is sometimes messed up, and when I see some things, I can't help but think about it, how to invest in this industry, how to expand the market, and how to improve profits.

The merchant has been a businessman for too long, and he is obsessed...... No wonder he would do such a ridiculous thing.

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