Located in the south of the Yangtze River, surrounded by developed water veins, it is located in a bit remote after all.

The life of the people of Danyang County is also quite peaceful.

A few years ago, an old man with deep pockets, due to the disaster, took his only little daughter and several strong domestic servants to live in Danyang County.

For wealth, but for righteousness.

On the day of calamity, be generous.

Build bridges and pave roads, and subsidize widows and orphans.

The reputation of good people spreads throughout Danyang County.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, it is clear that there is a wealthy and benevolent man surnamed Zhang in Danyang County.

Time is like a long river, flowing mercilessly forward.

Suddenly, it was already seven or eight years.

On the main road in the center of Danyang County, seven or eight-year-old children walked forward calmly.

Although he is young, the agility between his eyebrows is extraordinary.

Even if the family is not as rich as the rich, the school sits peacefully, but it works very hard.

Innate advantages, plus acquired efforts.

Like the old man of the Zhang family, he has a reputation for being kind and charitable.

The name of small children and children is also spread for dozens of miles.

"Brother Dong Yong, you wait for me!"

A young female voice with a crisp and sweet fragrance came from behind herself.

A few hurried footsteps, but at the age of seven or eight years old, the little girl who had already revealed a bit of a beauty frame stood in front of Dong Yong, who stopped walking.

In the context of such an era, there has never been any remark that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented.

However, in the school, girls are still quite rare.

It is already a very good thing that ordinary people who can afford to have food and clothing can afford a child to study.

Where is there any extra money to enroll a girl in the church.

Now in these years, the women who appear in the school are either from the families of wealthy merchants or the mansions of giants.

"Zhang family's little lady!"

Xiaoxiao took a step back, and after the little girl's breathing calmed down, the little boy, who was also seven or eight years old, bowed.

A girl of seven or eight years old is quite inappropriate to call her a girl.

"Brother Dong Yong, you and I have known each other since childhood, so we really don't have to pay so much attention to etiquette."

The little girl with a relaxed breath couldn't help but say crisply when she looked at such a solemn etiquette.

It is a good thing to pay attention to etiquette and know proportion.

However, it is the same with himself, but he is a little more rusty.

Even if the gap between the two realities is a bit big, for some reasons, it also makes the two families intersect.

Seven or eight years old to say that they grew up together since childhood, but it seems a little weird.

However, in reality, it is not bad.

After all, I have known each other since I was ignorant and swaddling.

"Between men and women, you should not be too close."

At the age of seven or eight years old, he was awe-inspired, and he was indescribably cute.

In practical terms, it can also be seen as a kind of responsibility.

At the age of four or five, there's nothing wrong with playing.

Now that we have grown up, it is too early to say that men and women are on guard.

However, once a habit is formed, some things are very troublesome.

It's not a bad thing to pay attention early.

"Brother Dong Yong, you really don't have to be like this."

"When I was an infant, I came to Danyang with my father."

"If it weren't for the godmother to feed, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to survive the infant period."

"Although the Zhang family is rich, they are not unkind."

"Daddy taught us to remember the grace of feeding at all times."

"Brother Dong Yong, you and I are like this, it is really embarrassing for the little sister."

"Brother Dong Yong, don't want to ······ with my sister anymore?"

Tears may not have fallen, and the eyes are already red.

Chu Chu was pitiful, which made Dong Yong's heart instantly uneasy.

"Don't cry!"

Between the uneasiness and the panic, there is also panic.

Tears are a woman's big killer at all times.

Whether young or slim, tears fall, and people are helpless.

"Little lady, why are you crying?"

"Is this nerd who only knows how to read provoke you?"

"Beat him up for Young Master Ben!"

is also seven or eight years old, with a few scholars and a large number of family members, which is really violent.

"Fu Guanbao, whether I cry or not, what does it have to do with you?"

Tears were still dripping down just now, and the poor girl suddenly raised her eyebrows upward, a little heroic.

"Zhang's little lady, I ······"

Seven or eight-year-old kids, they don't know much.

Anyway, seeing that the little girl is so kind to the nerd Dong Yong, she is always lukewarm to herself, and even sometimes obviously cold.

The gap is obvious, and he is a little more unhappy with Dong Yong, a nerd.

"Little lady of the Zhang family, my young master is kind to you, how can you be so rude?"

"The Zhang family is rich and generous, and my master of the Fu family is an official outside, which is also not good."

The scholar, who was also about the same age, watched his young master eat deflated, and spoke crisply.

At the age of seven or eight years old, between the words, the coherence is quite clear.

Serving the rich family, being cautious and looking at the face is the first rule of survival.

"Although I am at home, I have also heard that Master Fu is known for being honest and self-disciplined outside."

"If he knew that his son was acting so recklessly in his hometown, he didn't know if he would be angry."

This master of the Fu family is an official outside, although he has entered the rank, relatively speaking, he is not too high-level.

It's okay to bring your family to work, but it's also a trouble after all.

So the wife and a son stayed at home.

A female stream and a weak child, if it is placed in an ordinary home, it will be very difficult.

But this master of the Fu family is an official outside, and the Fu family itself has been accumulated for several generations, and the money has its own heritage.

A group of faithful family members take care of them, even weak women and children, and they are not to be deceived by idlers.

The head of the family is an official outside, so he is naturally incapable of disciplining his son.

Because her husband was far away, Mrs. unconsciously had a little more doting love for her son.

At a young age, he will not be reckless and lawless.

There are some signs of bullying, but the clues have already appeared.

"Little girl, dare to speak so sharply!"

Originally, it was just a quarrel between children.

A few fierce words, but the situation is changing.

"Stop!"

"How can you bully weak children and children when you wait for a group of adults, let alone a weak woman."

Dong Yong, who had been silent, couldn't sit still, but his small body was small, but the volume that erupted was not small.

"It's all because of you kid, and you dare to take so many mouths, beat him up for me!"

A greeting caused many families to look at each other.

Whoever eats eats, listens to whomever it says, it is a rule, and there is no need to say more.

However, no matter how obedient they are, they are also a group of people with brains.

Hit a few children, can you still have a little face, a little bit of talent.

"You dare to give me a try?"

A crisp whisper, the little girl, between her eyebrows is very sharp.

"You little guys, it's a good time, don't go to the school to study, what are you doing here one by one?"

"Believe it or not, I'll ask my husband to come over now, and one person will teach you a lesson."

A squad to maintain law and order in the county catches heads and parades the streets.

Seeing a group of people gathered together, I thought it was a scoundrel who came from to gather and fight.

Hurry over to take a look, and immediately smile.

A group of seven or eight-year-old babies, like those lawless rich boys, also learned from the lawless, and contradicted them on the street.

"Let's go!"

In the end, a child of seven or eight years old, even if he has extraordinary courage of the same age, he is also worried in the face of the master, especially the ruler who beats the palm of his hand.

Although the mother is used to herself, as soon as the street fight comes out, the master is afraid that in addition to beating the palm, he will also visit the door.

No matter what the reason, it's impossible for me to go out smoothly.

Whoever said that he was born into a rich family is a straw bale scoundrel.

Even if the knowledge in the textbook is poor, such a mind is not bad.

There is an antagonistic relationship between the contradictions themselves, and as one side retreats, the contradictions will naturally disappear completely.

"Go to the school obediently."

"At such a young age, how did you dare to fight on the street?"

"Don't let down Dong Sheng's expectations of you."

Dong Yong's name of intelligence since he was a child is known to everyone in Fang Yuan.

In Danyang County, I know Dong Yong.

is even more familiar with Dong Yong's father.

Even if they are acquaintances, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are friends.

As an elder, it is not an exaggeration to teach the son of a friend.

"Uncle taught me a lesson, Dong Yong remembered."

"Please also ask my uncle not to tell my father about this, so as not to worry unnecessarily."

If something really happens, you are not afraid of being afraid.

Scholars stand up to the sky and the earth, and their integrity is at ease in their hearts.

How can you be subjugated by the powerful!

Now that the wind and waves are calm, I miss my father.

"You kid, go to your academy well."

"My uncle, I still expect to be able to drink your high school wine more than ten years later."

Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at the little girl standing there, explained to Dong Yong, and led people to continue patrolling.

"Brother Dong Yong, I'm sorry to get you in trouble."

The little girl was full of pity, blinking and staring at Dong Yong.

"As long as the master is not angry, and the father is carefree, it is okay."

Dong Yong said calmly.

With this lesson, although there are many contradictions, they also restrain each other, and suddenly, it is nearly ten years.

Ten years have passed, and the world has been renewed.

The seven or eight-year-old child was already seventeen or eighteen years old, a young man in the wind of Yushu.

After all, the family has never been rich, wearing a coarse cloth robe and a cage body, and the literary atmosphere and eyebrows are gathered, but it is also quite good.

"Daddy, the child has not fulfilled his promise to you, the title of the gold list, and the lintel of the bare gate."

"Your old man has already died, how can you teach the child?"

Looking at the bed, the father who was no longer alive and vibrant, was shrouded in sadness.

After the tears of venting have passed, it is a man after all.

Sadness is naturally sadness.

Blindly being sad is useless for now.

The most important thing is to quickly find a way to bury my father.

Since his mother left unexpectedly, his father was sad and lost money.

For himself, gritted his teeth and held up, and worked hard all his life, all for himself.

At this moment, I can't let my father be buried in any way, just a roll of wraps.

No matter what, it should be a thin coffin in the ground.

A roll of mat wraps, not to hit him here.

Since ancient times, it has been a normal operation for poor families.

In a year of famine, a roll of mats is a luxury.

Today's home is really poor.

A thin coffin is really difficult.

After a few struggles, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

Isn't it just the decency of a reader?

can also be bigger than the kindness of parents.

In desperation, Dong Yong chose the fastest way for a scholar to make money and sold himself into slavery.

Although the scholar is light and noble, when he has not won the title of the gold list, he is helpless and shabby.

The belly is full of knowledge, and there is no other ability, and now it can't be delayed like this, but it is the only way to sell yourself.

It's not that there is no other way to get the money, but it's always too slow.

Waiting for the money to be enough, I am afraid that the body will be rotten.

"Isn't this Dong Yong?"

"What's going on?"

The main road where people came and went, and with Dong Yong kneeling on the ground in filial piety, it instantly attracted countless onlookers.

It's not a shame to sell yourself to bury your father.

Nowadays, it is not appropriate to shout and shout.

Silently, a roll of coarse paper written with pen and ink was spread out, and the four big characters were extremely eye-catching-selling to bury his father.

"That's what happened."

"To be able to do this for my father is a great filial piety for my children."

After a few literacy explanations, the surroundings suddenly understood what was going on.

It's easy to praise with words, but it's difficult to really help.

Now in these years, it is very capable to live almost my own life.

Where is there other spare money, to fund others.

"I said Dong Daxiaozi, why did you come here to bury your father?"

"That Master Zhang has always been kind, and he still has a lot of friendship with your family."

There was a passer-by who was half reminding, half questioning.

What kind of wealth the Zhang family has, and the little expense of Father Dong is not a dime.

If I really want to compare it, it is a grain of sand under a sand mountain.

"The master of the Zhang family should help himself, but Dong Yongshi doesn't want to suffer from the vain."

The old man of the Zhang family has always been kind, don't say that there is still friendship, that is, there is no friendship, just a stranger, and he should help him when he sees difficulties.

But Dong Yong has read sages since he was a child, how can he get the help that he doesn't want to reciprocate.

is to really sell himself into Zhangfu, and the person who does it must not be a family member.

"At this time, you still care about the hypocrisy of these readers?"

Hearing this, the kind suggestion suddenly snorted disdainfully.

Respect for those who read.

But when has this been, and it is still stubbornly guarding those who are not boundary.

"Young master, something happened."

A member of the Fu family hurriedly entered the house and met Fu Guanbao.

"What's going on, can you still be in such a hurry?"

After years of baptism, Fu Guanbao, who has grown up, is also quite attractive.

Coupled with the cultivation of wealth since childhood, there are some practical backgrounds.

However, he looks bohemian and uninhibited, but he spoils a bit of image beauty.

It's either the kind of pride and bohemianism of a reader, or the kind of rich son who is not very obtrusive.

"Then something happened to Dong Yong's family."

"His father is gone, but there is no silver to bury."

"Right now, I'm selling myself on the street to bury my father."

"After a while, the reputation of this filial son who sold himself to bury his father has spread all over the world."

This Ding is also a personal old man, and he is very clear about Dong Yong's thoughts about his son-in-law.

"Oh?"

"Is that what happened?"

"Then you hurry up and go to the silver, so that his father can be buried alive."

Fu Guanbao commanded.

"Huh? Master, this is ······".

"Why don't you understand?"

"If the Zhang family listens to the letter, we won't be able to fulfill the filial son's intentions."