Mrs. Ma stood in front of the Gaosheng store, looking up at the pretense.

She didn't know the words on it, but when she looked at the fluttering disguise, her nose immediately soured, and she cried with emotion.

Song Fucai and Song Fuxi, including the eldest sister Song Yinfeng, really borrowed the light of the scholar at this moment, and only felt that all the hardships they had suffered for the third brother before were worth it.

Song Fusheng's uncle also had red circles in his eyes, and his hands trembled with excitement, which made the eldest uncle find out.

The eldest aunt muttered in a low voice: "Why are you doing this?" If you were to kiss your son, I think you would have to be excited to see Hades. ”

"You know a fart, you don't know four or six!" At this moment, the uncle even blamed the old wife a little.

Before, I didn't go outside, and my eyelids were shallow.

Now that he is outside, he realizes that Fusheng, his own nephew, no wonder Daddy will be partial to this grandson, only Fusheng will give his old Song family glory ancestor.

Song Li was holding Song Fusheng's hand tightly: "Fusheng." ”

In this situation, he really wanted to talk to Song Fusheng about his thoughts and feelings.

But Song Fusheng talked to him about practical issues: "Grandpa, people don't want money to provide us with firewood and horse rings, and hot water and firewood can be used casually, we can't spend nothing." I spent half a penny to book a room, you always choose people, and bring the old and small children to live in. ”

"No, no!" Song Lizheng was excited: "Just Fusheng, your family will go in and live." You are a scholar, how can you sleep in the firewood room, and in the future, let people know the jokes. ”

Everyone also didn't let Song Fusheng sleep in the firewood room and horse ring, and the expressions on their faces were quite proud and spirited, as if tonight's incident had brought them a lot of glory.

Song Fusheng smiled helplessly, and said Do you think that those people don't have scholars at home? Yes, the better the family conditions, the more important it is to study.

Those boys are not better educated than me.

But I'm older and luckier than them. I caught up with the last two sessions of the imperial examination and got a child.

And they, no matter how many books they read, even if they have the best talent, they can't just try it. Another one, who is not a local, does not have the private seal of studying in this local academy, so he cannot enjoy the treatment of a scholar. Otherwise, there would be ten or eight people in one family to study.

Everybody doesn't listen to that, don't listen and don't listen.

Everyone depends on the actual situation, the actual situation is that there are very few readers, in this line of teams, those families are not as rich as Song Fusheng, Song Fusheng can catch up with the last two sessions to get a diploma, no matter what diploma it is, it is very powerful, after all, luck is also soft power.

Anyway, let Song Fusheng live in the standard room.

Song Fusheng had no tricks, he glanced at his wife, he didn't dare to look at the old lady, anyway, he was in charge of his own home, and he paid half a penny behind his back and opened another room.

All the money was paid, and it was not returned.

Song Lizheng was distressed and gally, and spending half a penny extra made him feel painful, so he arranged very unhappily: "Fusheng and his uncle, as well as those who were injured by the knife, all come into the room with me to sleep, you guys make a bunk, I will take these babies, you women's families are all in your stomach, I can take the babies." ”

Fusheng's uncle is neither a little baby, nor has he been injured by a knife, he can be named by name, and he is fortunate to enter the standard room to mix with the floor, which is purely to save Song Fusheng's face.

Song Fusheng is also arranging his own room, letting Song Fuling, Qian Peiying, and Mi Shou squeeze a bed, and Lao Niang, Mrs. Tian, and Song Jinbao squeeze a bed.

There was a step in the room, and the store had a good word, and another step was moved, and the two stepped together, and the eldest girl and the second girl were lying next to each other.

Looking at the peach blossoms, Song Fusheng scratched his ears and cheeks and thought, the third uncle is not eccentric, how can the third uncle arrange it for you.

Song Yinfeng said Third brother, this can sleep in the house is old, not airy, I led the peach blossoms to the floor, Song Fusheng reluctantly responded.

Then on the ground, in addition to Song Yinfeng and Peach Blossom, there were also nephews Dalang Erlang, nephew Huzi, eldest brother Song Fucai and Song Fusheng himself.

The second brother Song Fuxi and brother-in-law Tian Xifa, the two sisters-in-law, as well as the old cow head and the four strong, had to go to sleep in the firewood room.

No way, no place.

That's it, the eldest brother Song Fucai still wants to go out, but Song Fusheng didn't let him.

Because the eldest brother hit the water and went down the mountain, his arm was injured, and he is still relying on gritting his teeth to push the cart.

Including himself, he was also robbed of the thief's brother in the shoulder, and the medicine powder he wiped was the medicine powder that Grandpa didn't know what to treat, and even Grandpa himself couldn't tell it, and he forgot it. Anyway, everyone who needs gold sore medicine, and it is the broken play that is poured after cleaning it.

Song Fusheng gave himself anti-inflammatory drugs and wrapped them in gauze.

And the eldest brother and those who were wounded by the knife were scorched by Sizhuang with fire to scorch their blood vessels to prevent bleeding.

Not to mention that the big man's eyes are red, he watched from the side with a toothache and a brain pain, so he was scared, and he hurriedly took anti-inflammatory drugs secretly, and he didn't use fire to burn him, but he didn't use fire to burn him.

With this kind of injury, how can the eldest brother go to the firewood room, where the wind is everywhere, Song Fusheng plans to take advantage of the room to rest, there is hot water to wash, and re-bandage Song Fucai.

Opening the door, Song Fusheng was startled and asked Sizhuang: "If you don't go to the firewood room, what are you doing guarding the door." ”

This is about to catch up with stepping on a landmine, and I am afraid of stepping on other people's hands and feet in the house, and I almost stepped on Si Zhuang when I opened the door.

Si Zhuang couldn't speak, so he just hid to the side.

Song Fusheng frowned and said: "Go back to the firewood room to sleep, no matter how strong the firewood room is, it can be baked there, if you stay at the door for a night, it will freeze until the wound comes?" ”

The four strong smashed on their chests.

Song Fusheng was choked.

This kid, since he took a meal of anti-inflammatory drugs, he has been so vigorous that he thinks that the anti-inflammatory drugs produced by the space are different, but he has not been very good at taking them himself.

When he killed the last cow, the front foot high butcher stabbed the cow to death, and the back foot four strong robbed the high butcher of the job, took out all the internal organs of the cow, and then others got into the cow's belly and stayed.

I don't know what the principle is, is it to use the "vitality" in the cow's body that has not yet dissipated to drive away the inflammation in the body of the four strong?

Anyway, after that, there is nothing wrong with Sizhuang, and the wound heals very quickly, you say that it is magical.

"Forget it, if you're willing to lie down like this, I can't beat you."

When Song Fusheng called for hot water, Song Fuling was rubbing her feet and said, "It's so itchy," it's frozen.

Not only Song Poria, but also the eldest girl and the second peach blossom, several girls stretched out their hands together, and their hands were not like the hands of little girls, Song Poria was frozen red, and those were black and dry.

Once the skin is frozen to the point that once it turns black and dry, some of them will not be able to raise it for a lifetime.

Da Lang Erlang, Huzi, and the young man take off his shoes, and his feet are swollen, not to mention his hands.

Song Fucai kept avoiding Song Fusheng, "Don't look at it, my wound is fine." "It's just a shame, the eldest sister is in the house, the third brother and sister are also in the house, and there are so many nieces, the third brother is not particular at all, and he will pick up his padded jacket when he comes up.